Wei Lan has become a member of the Demon Dragon Rider since the trial of Little Lonely Mountain, and returned to Longquan Pass with honor and self-confidence.

It's a pity that her long-awaited spring training has ended, but fortunately, there are brothers from Longquan Pass, which makes Wei Lan have a good life. It's just that the rock girl is idle and panicked every day.

In April, a letter from the capital arrived in Chen Yuanhou's hand, and Chen Yuanhou, who had read the letter, laughed, and then, the highest-level military meeting at Longquan Pass was held for several days, and the grain from Star City was continuously transported into Longquan Pass.

"Where is the war again?" The female man still has this sensitivity, and immediately asked Qu Hui.

Qu Hui's bare head was shiny and smiled mysteriously: "Look, are we preparing so much grain to prepare wine?"

Wei Lan laughed.

Wei Lan's expected big array started at the end of April, tens of thousands of elites, abruptly approaching the glacier. The frightened Beiyuan half-orcs retreated in a hurry, when they had just experienced spring training, the encirclement and suppression of the cavalry of Longquan Pass, they never thought about it, but in the past month, Longquan Pass sent troops again, and it was menacing.

In the past, trapped in the supply of grain and grass, the army of Longquan Pass could move a hundred miles north to maintain the pressure of the forward army front on the orcs. But what has happened in recent years? The Medium Mountain has burned down their temple and turned the world upside down.

Later, the person who stirred up the peace left, but it didn't take long for another one to come, Wei Lan, who looked like a man and was about the same height as a half-orc.

Every year in spring training, as long as there is an opportunity, this Wei Lan will definitely lead his troops deep into the Northern Plains, and even survive the glacier.

And this time, it is no exception, Wei Lan is the striker, a well-deserved striker, and her flanks are the two brave generals of the scalper and Guo Dayong, and behind, Qu Hui and Gao Shancai led the heavy cavalry and infantry all the way to build the forward military village for them to back.

These three knives are not ordinary sharp, and on the first day of going deep into the northern plains, they reported their battle exploits and beheaded more than 1,000 people.

The nature of the battle in the northern plains is different now than it was a few years ago, and the goal of the battle a few years ago was often to protect the people and prevent the wolf riders from being too unscrupulous.

But now, as long as the people spend the winter in Star City, the orcs will not be able to grab anything, and the winter will be sad, and the spring will come again, and after a few years, the wolf ride will not be as good as before.

Therefore, the main goal is to kill and injure living forces, and if they do not touch the territory, they will kill people. Chen Yuanhou has no mercy and moral benevolence for the orcs, for him, these are beasts, and he also has his ambitions. Now that the Longquan Pass is strong and strong, Dasheng is getting stronger and stronger, if he can completely advance the defense line to the first line of the glacier in his lifetime, then he is really dead, and his eyes are closed tightly.

"We can't let them go on so unscrupulously, we must give a strong counterattack, Monge, you take the Praetorian Guard five thousand first, and I will come later. "The Orc King's Tent is not very numerous, and most of the chiefs have to go back to their respective tribes to be busy with production management. The first battle could only be fought by the king's pro-army, and the subsequent chieftains with warriors could be further counterattacked.

In any case, it is the most important task to defeat the enemy's arrogance and stabilize the front, who knows if Chen Yuanhou will also go crazy and want to go to the Spirit Medium Mountain?

"Understood!" Meng Ge is now in the seventh order, still dressed in black, but he seems to be a little older, no rut, and the years are not easy. The rank promotion of half-orcs is different from that of humans, there is no sixth-order restriction on opening blood cultivation, and there is no seventh-order restriction on opening all seven apertures, as long as the strength of the fusion of flesh and soul and aura is enough, they can improve their rank and strength.

He is a seventh-order, and like Yang Jue, he can rank among the top combat forces in Kyushu, but can one person's bravery really replace the army like a tide?

On the banks of the glacier, Wei Lan has inspected several times, but unfortunately the river flow in spring is turbulent, and she has never found a suitable place to cross the river, which makes her a little depressed, is she just waiting here?

Even if you are unwilling, you are helpless, the military rations are only enough to support fifteen days, and if you go forward, the front military village will not move, that is, the lonely army will go deep, and there will be a danger of annihilation.

"Set up camp. Wait for military orders. Wei Lan gave the order depressedly, but in the north of the glacier, a line of fire swept over the horizon, and the big man at the head said that the black big man was not Mengge, who could it be?

"Who is coming? But Mengge?" Wei Lan directly used his aura to transmit the voice far away, and then, an arrow shot into the air, exploding sparks, which was a signal that the whole army was on alert.

"You're Meng Ge! Are you Wei Lan?" Meng Ge's tone was angry, he didn't know what kind of grudge the orc had against this female man, since he beat her, he had been on a par with the orc, and from time to time he would bring people to the Northern Plains for a walk, killing countless people. How did he know that Wei Lan was the Demon Dragon Rider, and the hatred between the Demon Dragon Rider and the orcs probably went back thousands of years.

"Why don't you cross the river and fight with me?" Wei Lan's invitation was naturally that she wanted to fight, and it was also a common trick of the military formation. Either cross the river and fight, or you shrink and lose your morale. Crossing the river and fighting without hitting halfway, do you think I'm stupid?

Monge wasn't fooled either

"I'm here from the starry night of the Northern Plains, why don't you cross the river and fight me?"

The two of you and I fought a war of words for a long time, and their respective people also arrived, one stuck on the north bank of the glacier, the other stuck on the south bank of the glacier, who crossed the river, who was passive, could only be stuck like this, fighting a war of words.

But Wei Lan didn't think that this was the result she wanted, now that she had bathed in dragon blood, the sixth order was just a clue to be able to enter the front line of the seventh order's top combat power, with a fierce bird crying in her hands and a demon dragon armor on her body, how could she fight with Meng Ge.

"Mengge, how about you and I fight on this glacier?" Wei Lan thought very clearly, even if she was white, there were scalpers and Guo Dayong behind her, and this was a fighting general, and victory or defeat would not affect the overall situation.

On the other side, Meng Ge thought to himself, my seventh-order half-orc physique is comparable to you, so what if you fight? If you win, your troops will be frustrated, and you will definitely not dare to cross north easily. If I lose, my army is still there, and besides, how can I lose? I, Monge, am the world's top combat power first-line person, will I lose to you, a person who has just been in the army for several years?

Neither of the two had their own calculations, but jumped directly onto the stones on the rootless river.

On the rootless river, there are many big stones, and at this moment, it has become the best place for them to fight.

The two opposing sides are all brave and martial arts, the bow in Wei Lan's hand is a fierce bird wailing, the slender and perfect line Meng Ge just glanced at it, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, which good martial artist doesn't love weapons? Which good shooter doesn't love the bow?

Monge was still wondering if he would make a bet with her, and if he won, the bow would be his.

"How about we gamble once?"

"Okay! "Wei Lan, a female man, doesn't have any tricks, although she has fought side by side with Zhou Zhe several times, she still uses that set, and she sees the real chapter under her hands. As soon as the words fell, several arrows were shot out in succession, and the people were tossing and turning on the big rock at the same time, forcing Monger's position in order to kill or shoot down Monge.

Meng Ge never expected that the person in front of him was more unreasonable than him, a half-orc, and he would do it when he said he would do it, and that arrow by arrow, if he hadn't been staring at the bow, he might have caught the road. Urging by Tianqing's force, the arrow is really fast for him.

"Ding!" After Munger jumped onto a large rock, the arrow was finally blocked, and he breathed a little, as if the person on the other side could not be described by common sense.

At this moment, the cavalry on both sides of the strait looked at their commander's battle at this moment. There were two people in the field, one holding a bow and the other possessing behind a stone to adjust his breathing.

It's like a confrontation between two gunmen after a round of shooting.

"Whoosh!" Monge moved, and got up with an arrow. But in reality, it was a two-arrow shot, even, because the tail feathers were curved, with some arcs.

Wei Lan's eyes were excellent like most shooters, and she saw two arrows, but the latter arrow's seemingly unstable trajectory with an arc made her unable to judge the landing point, so she could only change her position to dodge, and shoot an arrow casually, hoping to affect Mengge's follow-up attack.

Monger's fierceness lies in the fact that the enemy's counterattack, as long as there is no mortal threat to him, will not hesitate to maximize the firepower output when seizing the means of attack.

"Bang!boom!boom!" A series of arrows blocked Wei Lan's landing point and behind him, and the arrow that counterattacked casually was directly dodged by him, although the tail feathers scraped his cheeks and brought out the blood line, he still did not miss the opportunity to continue attacking.

Absolute violent shooting, absolute violent aesthetics, this is the brilliance of Munger at the moment of outburst.

Wei Lan saw the moment Meng Ge made a move, and knew that she couldn't go there, so she could only stand and defend the shot, and whoever shot down the enemy's arrow would hold it.

The scene heated up after Monger's three shots. The two of them almost stood still, arrows were sent out frequently, everyone knew, it seemed that there were escape routes around, but none of them were alive, only by constantly shooting down the enemy's arrows, and constantly attacking had a chance.

"Bang!

On the surface of the river, in addition to the sound of gurgling water, there is the sound of bowstrings and arrows colliding, and between the two, sparks splash everywhere.

"Boom!" Wei Lan fired the last arrow, and so did Monge.

Wei Lan's female man has always been very strong, and in the last arrow, she did not choose to shoot down the enemy's arrow, but chose to shoot directly at the vital point.

Fierce as Monger also did not think about shooting down the enemy's arrows, but also chose to shoot directly at the vital point.

Both of them were just facing each other, but the most coincidental thing was this, the two arrows connected in a straight line, and finally shot each other down.

At this moment, the scene was quiet and terrifying, no one expected that in the end, it would be this result.

Tie?

I'm afraid no one will agree with this kind of tie.

The arrows of the last two colliding arrows shattered, but the bodies were still intact. The two men who had been facing each other for a long time rushed to the place where the two arrows were, and then, one person, one bow and one arrow aimed at each other again.

Although there are no arrows this time, one is a seventh-order half-orc physique, and is born with physical strength that is not inferior to Lin Xiaoer, and the other is Tianqing power, and an arrow without an arrow in her hand can also kill with one arrow.

"Boom!" Again, the confident two shot at the same time.

In the same way, the two arrows collided in the air, and the next moment, the fragments of sawdust and feathers exploded between the two of them, and it seemed that there was a small shock wave.

But at this moment, Munge's soul was all gone, and he directly flipped on his side and leaped down from the stone, because a sharp arrow had already shot from the fragments.

No matter how fast the movement is, how can it be as fast as this arrow? The blood line soared, and the other side of Monge's cheek was also a bloody mark, and his hand could only barely grasp the stone and not fall into the river.

Looking at it again, Wei Lan at this moment spread her long hair for the first time, close to two meters tall, the whip reached her waist, and it was too easy to hide an arrow.

"I should have thought of it. "Monger lost, but he didn't resent the win.

Wei Lan also didn't have the ability to pursue, but secretly said that it was a pity, glanced at Meng Ge, who was clinging to the stone wall, and said, "But you didn't expect it." ”

At this moment, Monger realized that he had really beaten himself. I should have thought of it a long time ago, but I didn't expect it, it was a manifestation of self-righteousness. The person who took the 80 points said that I should have thought of the answer to that question a long time ago, but it should have been thought of and I thought of it at the time and did it at that time.

Subtle differences often determine the final success or failure, and Monge pulled the stone wall with one hand, stood up again, and glanced back at the Praetorian Guards behind him.

"I'm defeated! If you want my life, you will take it. Meng Ge's arrogance at this moment made Wei Lan couldn't help but be moved, even if it was an enemy, she felt that Meng Ge was an opponent worthy of respect.

"You are defeated, but fate, I can't take it today, because there are no arrows. "Yes, Wei Lan doesn't have arrows, how can he take his life? Hand-to-hand combat obviously can't be Mengge's opponent, which is actually a disguised recognition of Mengge's strength in hand-to-hand combat.

"Hahaha!" Munge's laughter resounded in the sky, and at this moment, the loser was above board, and the winner was also bright.