Chapter 212: Drill Duel (6)

He understands that if he hadn't had such a fierce man as Zhang Lianyue, I'm afraid he would have lost a long time ago, and now that the matter has come to this, he can't give any other orders, just like a spectator, there is no difference between him and the people who are babbling outside, this feeling is not uncomfortable.

Zhang Lianyue's long knife handle grazed Jin An's iron rod, and a lot of force was relieved, but in the end, it still hit the shoulder covered by the Liuyun Cangjia.

Jin An frowned, looking really painful.

"You are very strong," Zhang Lianyue finally spoke, "but you are not my opponent for the time being, but I appreciate you a lot, and when you reach my age, you will be stronger than me." ”

"So what? It doesn't matter," Jin An suddenly smiled and said, "You still lost." ”

Zhang Lianyue raised his eyebrows.

Jin An looked around and said, "Look." ”

Zhang Lianyue wondered if this guy was cheating, but after thinking about it for a long time, he felt that in broad daylight, this guy was not so shameless, so he looked around.

He was slightly stunned.

All the people he brought with him were taken down, and he was the only one left.

He looked high behind him.

Master Si Bing spread his hands and showed a wry smile.

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When everything was a foregone conclusion, it was not cheers and cheers, but a brief silence.

It's not that Jin An's deployment is not exciting enough, but the duel between him and Zhang Lianyue is so exciting that people pay attention to them intently, and when everything settles, they find out the final result.

Jin An's hand is very good, but no one can say where the magic is.

Zhang Lianyue was silent for a moment before retracting the long hilt.

This means that he admits that the tide is over, and there is no need for him to continue attacking.

He rode his horse and turned his horse's head.

The formation separated, and the soldiers made a way for him.

Regardless of whether he represents the loser or not, his residual power is still there, and everyone is in awe of him and has seen his strength with their own eyes.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

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In the stands, there was a faint sound of applause, it was Hu Wangji.

Regardless of whether he is sincere or not, he should be the most supportive of Jin An on the surface, not to mention, he has now seen Jin An's true ability.

At least his heart was at least somewhat settled.

The heads of the families around him applauded one after another.

Immediately after, the crowd erupted in thunderous applause.

Jin An was dressed in flowing cloud armor and rode a golden and heavily armored war horse, passed the soldiers under his command, and slowly came to the front of the crowd.

People saw him clearly.

He was indeed handsome and beautiful, and he was extraordinarily capable.

"Lin Angong!"

Suddenly, a girl shouted with a red face.

"Lin Angong!"

And the maiden chimed in.

"Lin Angong!"

"Lin Angong!"

……

The voices in the crowd grew louder and more numerous, and at first it was a little messy, but later on, it became more and more tidy.

The three words "Lin'an Gong" echoed in the four fields, unprecedentedly agitated, and magnificent.

On the roof of the carriage in the distance, Ji Ru raised his fist, and his eyes were crooked like crescent moons with excitement.

"Xiao An'an!"

"Xiao An'an!"

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She excitedly followed the voices in the crowd, and also shouted loudly.

Guan Kuo was slightly speechless, and looked sideways at Li Xiyun.

Li Xiyun also looked at him, and a smile rippled on her beautiful face.

"I hope this will be our last escape."

She also smiled when she saw Guan Kuo.

"Isn't it?" She asked.

"You're right." Guan Kuo smelled her hair, and his heart was slightly touched.

Li Xiyun was not angry, because she realized that Guan Kuo did not mean to joke with her.

She walked over, and Guan Kuo took her hand.

It's soft, it's warm, it's good.

And the young man in the distance is undoubtedly the well-deserved protagonist here today.

His smile was as warm as the sun.

"I've done what I have to do, I've shown you," his voice wasn't loud, but it was audible to most people, "and then, it's up to you." ”

"I won't force you, if you're willing to follow me, I'll do my best to repay you, if you're unwilling, then pack up early, think of a way out, and go to an absolutely safe place."

With these words, he turned and left.

Behind them, a large cheer like the waves of the sea rose one after another.

"Willing to follow!"

"I want to fight to the death with the Duke of Lin'an and the Northern Tang Dynasty!"

"Brothers, the time of shame has come!"

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Jin An, who rode away on his horse, Jin An, who has always been calm, finally hooked up a smile called relief at the corner of his mouth.

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The Yangtze River flows eastward.

The big river goes east, and the waves are exhausted.

The top of the huge building ship is carved with dragons and auspicious clouds.

It is surrounded by the Northern Tang Dynasty Water Division.

His Majesty Li Zenan of the Northern Tang Dynasty, after such a long time of personal conquest, finally returned to Chang'an.

Most of the people who were struggling in Southern Wu would not know that his return implied such an earth-shattering message - Ashina Qin attacked in a big way, and suddenly the army pressed the border.

On the third floor, Li Zenan's slender hand was holding tea, and his movements were as elegant as ever.

The surging river is under the boat, and the wide sleeves of the dragon robe painted with auspicious clouds float in the river breeze, with a bit of fairy.

Regardless of the ups and downs of the world and the shaking of the country, he handles it calmly, which is the bearing that a true emperor should have.

He admired the country like a flower, playing with it in the palm of his hand.

Nanwu seems to have been decadent, and if everything is smooth and completely annihilated, it will certainly make him feel gratified, but after all, it is missing some challenges.

Now, Ashinaqin is leading the Sudden Warriors to make a comeback, and at this moment, it is challenging.

He is about to become the first emperor of the ages, and the Tuwu people must perish, originally he was also going to destroy the Southern Wu, recuperate for a few years, and then launch a thunder offensive, now it seems that there is no need to wait, because the Tuwu people themselves sent to the door.

"Within a few years, Nanwu and Tuwu will disappear from history, and then there will be fearful ......"

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he took a gentle sip of tea.

In the Yangtze River in the distance, several layers of waves are stacked.

Half an hour later, the ship anchored on the shore of Yangzhou, and he boarded the chariot, escorted by three thousand forbidden troops, and continued to march north.

All the way through Yangzhou, looking back at the Yangtze River behind him, as well as this huge, once prosperous city, many people recalled the bloody battle long ago, those comrades-in-arms slept peacefully on this land, leaving only a vague blood color, and couldn't help but sigh.

One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, and the shaping of an emperor through the ages requires more blood.