Chapter Seventy-Three: The Battle!

Liu Wu patted the dust on his body, stood up from the ground, and stared at Xiao Lin like a cow. He didn't know why he was kicked over by Xiao Lin like this, obviously that kick looked soft, but it just made him fall to the ground.

The most important thing is that Xiao Lin's body does not have any vitality fluctuations, and he still stands quietly like an ordinary scholar.

Liu Wu scratched his head a little frantically, his eyes looked directly at Xiao Lin, and he wanted to fight in a fight.

"Boss, was kicked to the ground by this kid? I was not mistaken, right?" The soldiers of the Red Wind Battalion who were watching from the sidelines opened their mouths wide in disbelief.

"I didn't see the situation clearly, why did the boss fall down in an instant?" a cacophony buzzed like a mosquito.

"Am I dazzled? Boss just lost? too ...... It's a bit fake!"

The people in the Red Wind Camp couldn't accept such an abrupt result at all, and they all looked at each other and discussed in confusion.

Xiao Lin didn't have much leisure to put on them, his cold eyes swept over, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, you guys practice on your own, I'll come over if there's something." ”

Liu Wu, who wanted to fight again, looked at Xiao Lin's back when he suddenly turned around, and looked down at his hands and kicked waist again and again, but he didn't dare to stop Xiao Lin in his mouth, but bowed his head in confusion and muttered: "Am I too weak?"

Just now, Xiao Lin saw Liu Wu's flaws at a glance, even if he didn't use his vitality, he could easily break his offensive.

As for now, Xiao Lin just showed his face in front of everyone in the Red Wind Camp and left here.

Xiao Lin walked in the barracks of Yanxing Pass, and everywhere he could see nervous soldiers and wisps of nervous breath in the air.

"In the past, was the second uncle guarding here?" In a trance, Xiao Lin seemed to see Xiao Sheng standing on the tall city wall of Yanxing Pass, overlooking the blood-colored figure of a million troops.

Five years ago, the North Vietnamese State suddenly attacked the Great Han State in an attempt to break a bloody road from the Yanhang Pass. But as the general of Yanxing Pass, how could Xiao Sheng allow Yanxing Pass to be lost?

Therefore, Xiao Sheng led tens of thousands of troops at Yanxing Pass to defend Yanxing Pass. It's a pity that the North Vietnamese Kingdom will not give Xiao Sheng time to transfer troops from other places, and directly wave nearly 200,000 troops to storm Yanxing Pass.

For the sake of the countless Li people behind the Yanxing Pass and the majesty of the Great Han Kingdom, even in the face of the North Yue Kingdom, which had a huge disparity in strength, Xiao Sheng did not retreat by half a point, and fought with a blood-colored spear.

The 200,000-strong army of the North Vietnamese State attacked the Great Han State but failed to break through it for a long time, resulting in the arrival of reinforcements from the Great Han State. Only then did the North Vietnamese have to withdraw their troops and stay away from the northern frontier of the Great Han Kingdom.

That battle was earth-shattering, and the color of blood spread for countless miles, and the sea of blood soaked the vast earth and dyed the sky red.

In that battle, Xiao Sheng held a blood-soaked silver spear and wore a tattered blood-red armor, standing on the top of the city wall, shaking the world.

In that battle, corpses were everywhere, broken flesh and blood, and broken weapons and armor were stacked like mountains, and the smell of bloody blood permeated the air for three months without dissipating.

After the bloody battle of Yanxing Pass five years ago, Xiao Sheng's legs were crippled, and his body was also scarred, and he lived in seclusion in the deep courtyard of the Xiao family with a sad look, and was never born again.

But even though Xiao Sheng's figure has disappeared, the legend of the iron-blooded general has been handed down, and as soldiers of the Great Han Kingdom, they all know it.

"Second uncle, it won't be long before you will return to the top of the realm......" For Xiao Sheng, Xiao Lin respected him from the depths of his soul, and he didn't have the slightest disrespect because he was a peak powerhouse in the Tianyuan Realm in his previous life.

Because, Xiao Sheng is his second uncle Xiao Lin.

Every time he thought of the scene in his previous life when his six senses were not opened and his memory was not present, the corners of Xiao Lin's mouth couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Every time something makes a mess, the first thing he does is to go to Xiao Sheng's deep courtyard to call the second uncle, and let the second uncle settle it with a shy old face.

"I hope that I can let my body in this life experience the baptism of blood as soon as possible and enter the Spirit Yuan Realm as soon as possible!" Xiao Lin secretly clenched his fists and continued to walk towards the front of the barracks, looking at everything around him.

............

In a simple camp tent, a black-faced soldier bowed down and said to Ren Qiwei with his fists clenched: "General, I heard that Captain Gu kicked Liu Wu to the ground just now. ”

"Oh?" Ren Qiwei closed the military text on the table, frowned and muttered: "Although Liu Wu's brain is not good, his cultivation has also reached the late stage of the Qi Yuan Realm, how could he be kicked over?"

"General Qiyu, my subordinates don't know about this matter, but I heard that Captain Xiao just kicked it at will, and Liu Wu fell to the ground. The black-faced soldier replied respectfully.

"Do you know the cultivation of that Lieutenant Xiao?" Ren Qiwei tapped lightly on the table and asked in a deep voice.

"The brothers of the Red Wind Battalion said that Captain Xiao didn't burst out with any cultivation aura, just like an ordinary person. The black-faced soldier clenched his fists and replied: "It's just that, listening to them, I feel that Captain Xiao is not simple." As for what is not simple, they can't say clearly. ”

Ren Qiwei lowered his eyebrows slightly, and after being silent for a moment, he said, "Okay, Ben will know, you can step down!"

"Yes, General. The black-faced soldier immediately turned around and left the humble tent.

Ren Qiwei stayed alone in the tent, took out Xiao Lin's official seal, and muttered after staring at it for a long time: "Xiao Yun? kicked Liu Wu over, it's a bit interesting......

The sky soon darkened.

A roaring bonfire was lit throughout the barracks, illuminating the sky as bright as day.

Xiao Lin is now a school captain, although his official position is not large, but he also has an independent residence, and he does not need to be crowded in a large wooden house with all the soldiers, but it is relatively clean.

Xiao Lin stayed in the residence when a knock on the door came, accompanied by a rough voice.

"Captain Xiao, are you there?"

Xiao Lin responded: "The door is unlocked, come in!"

Click-

The wooden door suddenly opened, and a soldier stepped in with a set of silver-black armor, and said respectfully: "Captain Xiao, this is your armor and battle robe, you need to wear it in the barracks in the future." ”

"Okay, I got it. Xiao Lin glanced at the more delicate silver-black armor in the soldier's hand and nodded in response.

Then, the soldier put the armor and robe on the wooden table, saluted Xiao Lin and left.

Xiao Lin slowly walked to the wooden table, stretched out his right hand and stroked the cold armor, and his eyes couldn't help but flash the scenes of the bloody battle in the world in his previous life......