Why don't the men take Wu Hook and collect Guanshan Fifty Prefectures.

The "Wu hook" that appears in this poem that has been passed down through the ages is a kind of scimitar ordered by King Wu Lu.

Later, it was written into poems by literati and became a spiritual symbol of galloping on the battlefield and serving the country inspiringly, even beyond the sword itself, rising to a spirit of bravery, fortitude and tenacity.

But then again, it is precisely because of the advantages of Wu State's weapons that Wu is one of the best in the world that Wu Hook has emerged.

"Kill!"

At this time, the one who came to stop Gongzi Qingji was undoubtedly the elite of the elite of the Wu army, and the soldier in his hand flickered, and the blade head had a divine pattern shining, accompanied by a uniform shout, and it was straight out.

Zheng!

The hurricane roared, the surging energy made a violent sound, and the whole river was turbulent, holding the flying boat upward, and slashing towards Qingji with the help of the water potential.

Thousands of people and hundreds of boats, cold light and sharp blades, facing a figure, this situation and this scene are undoubtedly extremely shocking.

But what was even more shocking was that Qingji did not dodge or dodge, let out a wild laugh, and the golden Changge in his hand swirled, like a scorching sun falling, and crashed down without any fancies.

Bang!

The entire river seemed to turn into a twisted water dragon, churning endlessly, the flying boat made an overwhelming cracking sound, and the Wu army, who bore the brunt of the attack, disappeared directly, and the bones were gone.

"Kamui! Kamui!"

Heaven and earth were quiet at first, and then the soldiers under Qingji's command let out a heaven-shattering cheer, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Qingji turned over and got up, but his throat was sweet, but he immediately suppressed his qi and blood, his body swirled, stepped on the broken flying boat, returned to his army, avoided the rain of arrows, and waved his hand again.

"Kill!"

Seeing that his subordinates were like fierce beasts coming out of the gate, unstoppably rushing towards the enemy, Qingji nodded with satisfaction.

At a young age, he can lead the army to fight in the east and west, and even face the strong and powerful Chu head-on, and he is by no means brave and unscrupulous.

He knows exactly where his strengths lie.

Not orthodoxy, but bravery!

Only the courage of all things can make many Wu soldiers awe from the bottom of their hearts and surrender without a fight, and this is how those previous victories came.

Therefore, Qingji cannot be defeated, but can only win, and must have a brilliant victory, so that he can have a chance to regain the throne.

After forcibly shaking the formation of the 10,000-strong army, he was already wounded, but he was pressed down all the time, just to demoralize the enemy.

Under the advantages of the other, it is clear that their own side is far weaker than the enemy, and they still have the upper hand.

However, although this group of enemy troops was hit head-on by Qingji, they still had strong combat power, and at this time they formed a battle formation, fighting steadily, and there was a faint spell of magic in the rear, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth fluctuated like ripples.

"Up!"

Qingji's face sank slightly, breathed for a moment, and once again took the lead and attacked with the guards.

Compared with the samurai recruited later, these guards are all battle-hardened, loyal, and difficult to defeat with two fists on the battlefield, especially a warrior like Qingji, if there is no left and right support, even if the divine power is born and the strength is high, it will have already returned to the underworld.

The battle is heating up.

Qingji fought bravely to kill the enemy, there was no general under him, and the Wu army was also a succession, not afraid of death.

For a while, the popping sound of corpses smashing into the water was endless, and the surface of the river was stained red with blood.

Gradually, Qingji's breathing involuntarily became heavy.

After all, he is a human, not a god, and as the battle heats up, the injuries of forcibly pretending to be forced are also getting worse.

To stay away from the protection of Qingji, seven points of attention to the enemy, one-armed spear, the number of people killed is only below Qingji, and the other three points are observing the state of Qingji.

At this time, seeing Qingji's breath, his eyes couldn't help showing a touch of ecstasy.

Qingji has always paid attention to prestige, and if it is not close to the limit, it will never show the slightest tiredness.

Here's your chance!

Indeed, Qingji has decided to retire.

He felt that something was wrong.

These Wu soldiers are like dead soldiers, obviously there is no hope of victory, but they will not retreat in a desperate battle, I am afraid that they have accepted the order, even if they sacrifice, they must drag him here.

That Ji Guang is really a hero, Wu Zixu is even more resourceful, there must be a backhand, in order not to fall into the trap of the enemy, only the rapids bravely retreat!

What's more, it is your own side that has the upper hand, and it will not damage morale if you retreat.

It's a pity it's late.

What Qingji never imagined was that the enemy's killer weapon came from behind.

When the cold wind suddenly hit from behind him, his tempered combat skills allowed him to avoid the key points in his heart a little, but he still couldn't avoid the stab of thunder and lightning.

Severe pain struck all over the body.

Qingji turned his head, looked at the spear that was about to leave his hand in disbelief, stabbed it into his back, and immediately understood everything: "You are actually an assassin?"

Facing that blazing gaze, he wanted to leave to show a look of shame and dare not look at him.

"My father was killed by the dictatorship, today I am jealous of revenge, but I was plotted by you, the villain is in charge!

Qingji got the answer and roared sadly.

The most famous assassin in history is Jing Ke, in fact, when it comes to assassination methods, there are many more than Jing Ke.

It's like the civil strife in Wu this time, the treatment of King Wu's father and son-

Specializing in the assassination of the king, it can be called the most creative assassination, King Wu is good at eating fish, he hid the sword in the belly of the fish, and has the famous fish intestine sword that has been passed down through the ages.

To leave the assassination Qingji, which can be called the most bitter assassination, to leave the whole family to be killed, it was proposed by himself, and after death, he also broke his bones and scattered ashes, in order to win the trust of Qingji.

What Jing Ke did can be said to have taken the strengths of the two, trying to learn from the poor dagger, offering his head to learn from himself, but he met the first emperor.

The ancient ranger, light life and death, heavy and serious, not for profit, but for the sake of leaving a name for the ages, to leave finally get what he wanted, there is no joy in his heart.

But he has already given so much, he will never allow failure, seeing that Qingji is not dead, his hands are tight, and his strength explodes, and he will be killed.

He is Qingji's personal guard, the closest, at this time, the upheaval is sharp, most of the soldiers don't even have time to react, their eyes are about to burst, and they are a beat slower.

Seeing that no one could stop it, a sword light shot from the sky and flashed away!

100 Steps Flying Sword!

Not to mention that he wanted to leave Qingji first, he used all his strength, and his mood was agitated, even in his heyday, it was difficult to compete with this amazing sword.

"Ahh

The screams rang out, and his remaining left arm was cut off and he staggered to the boat.

At this time, Qingji's personal guards arrived, stabbed him to death with a spear, and helped him to Qingji.

"One step late......"

But the faster one was Duanmu Rong, the chief disciple of the medical family, who was flying like a needle, fell into Qingji's chest and abdomen, and frowned slightly: "He is too seriously injured, I haven't been able to comprehend the immortal art of this world, I am not sure." ”

"I'm coming!"

The great priest followed closely, and the yin and yang handprints slowly pressed to the center of Qingji's eyebrows.

Duanmu Rong is upright, but she can't tell the difference between good and evil, where do Qingji's guards dare to let her, and they immediately surrounded her.

Only Qingji, after being angry, recognized that Gai Nie, who was the leader of the group, was a swordsman who had recently become famous in the land of Qilu and put chivalry first.

"Don't stand in the way, let these strangers save me......"

A wave of tearing pain and weakness came like a tidal wave, Qingji laughed miserably, his heart was ruthless, he gave the final order, and then closed his eyes and fainted.

"The whole army retreats!