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"Descendants of the Ghost Valley, General be careful!"

When the hundred-step flying sword was unleashed, Sima Shang only felt that his hairs stood on end, and he was in front of Li Mu for the first time.

"It's okay! I wish he had killed!"

Li Mu's eyes were shining, and he looked straight at the edge.

If the heirs of Guigu can only rely on swordsmanship and become the existence of assassins and killers, then there is no threat.

The real power of the Zongheng family is still like a chess player who controls the chess game, every time he loses a piece, he can change the general trend of the world, and one person can be a million soldiers!

Indeed, Gai Nie didn't even look at Li Mu, and a sword swept across and swept straight in front of Changping Jun.

"Mr. Gayne, I'm ashamed of the king!"

Changping Jun was stunned and cried out sadly.

As Yingzheng's swordsmanship teacher, Gai Nie was naturally regarded by him as the same camp, and he couldn't help but be ashamed and ashamed when he came to the rescue.

"It's not your fault! Great Qin is undefeated!"

Gai Nie spoke.

In all fairness, Changping Jun is already a good general, and the defeat in this battle is that the internal power of Daqin is tilted, the monarch is not in harmony, and he can't go all out, and the other is that Li Mu is too powerful.

Just like Zhao Kuo in the Battle of Changping, he was by no means as incompetent as described on paper, but when he met Bai Qi, the first war buried the future of Zhao State, and he became a king and lost a king, so he was determined by later generations to be a master with low eyes.

"Not bad! Great Qin is undefeated!"

And Changping Jun met Gai Nie's eyes, listened to the indifferent and calm voice, took a deep breath, and propped up his body with his sword: "Please sir lead us to counterattack!"

Gai Nie nodded, turned and mounted his horse, sword in his chest.

Suddenly, the aura of the vertical and horizontal path given by Gu Cheng spread out far and wide along the soldiers.

The vertical and horizontal sword has entered a new realm, no longer a simple swordsmanship, but the entire chaotic battlefield, all under control, all kinds of information, feedback and summary.

"Hmm!"

Gai Nie snorted, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, but the scope was too vast for his true qi to support at all.

So, with a turn of the long sword, the range shrank, and within a hundred steps, it turned into a chessboard.

The nodes crisscrossed and divided into countless small pieces, everything was vivid, and Gai Nie suddenly led the crowd to the left to kill.

He flew with his sword, killing several people in one step, unstoppable, and the Qin soldiers there were the most brave, and when they were answered, they were immediately in good spirits and made peace with them.

With this help, Gai Nie stabbed straight into the north with his sword, stabbed straight to the north like an arrow, saved the vanguard with the most pressure, and then turned around sharply to help the rear army that was rushed into two by the Zhao army of Lucheng.

On the chessboard, the chess pieces were withdrawn and turned into a big dragon again, rushing left and right, trying to regain their strength.

"Can't let him go on like this!"

Seeing Gai Nie coming and going, rushing to help from all directions, and reintegrating the separated Qin army, Sima Shang's gaze became extremely solemn.

Tactics can be ever-changing, unpredictable, and the use of soldiers is like a god, but there is one thing that even Li Mu can't change, that is, the individual strength and weakness of Qin Zhao's soldiers.

Twenty years ago, before the outbreak of the Battle of Changping, the Zhao State, which was at the peak, may not be as strong as the Great Qin who had undergone the Shang Dynasty's reforms, but the strength of the soldiers was on a par with Qin.

But after that war, all the men of Zhao Guonan died, and after twenty years, although the new generation has grown up, there is a significant gap compared with the Qin soldiers in the hundred battles.

So what Gai Nie is doing now is to look at the overall situation and fight an upright battle.

When the two armies meet each other, the brave wins, and when the soldiers meet each other and there is no way to avoid it, the soldiers' will to fight and courage replace all tricks and tricks, and become the key to determining victory or defeat.

The elite and strong army, the difference between ordinary soldiers, is finally fully revealed.

Despite the pursuit and encirclement, all kinds of blows, but the Qin army still did not give up, when they merged into the command, more and more gathered, the Zhao army, which had already been blocked in all directions, only to be completely annihilated, suddenly discovered that they could not stop the Qin people with red eyes and were not afraid of death!

"Cavalry attack!"

But at this moment, Li Mu gave an order.

"Block them!"

Zhao Jun immediately began to mobilize, and these changes clearly fell into Gai Nie's heart, and he was equally high.

"Leave it to us!"

Changpingjun quickly shifted his battle formation and aimed his spearhead at the enemy behind him.

The formation of the Qin army has not yet recovered, in this case, the impact of the cavalry is the most deadly, no matter how strong Gai Nie is, if he is killed by thousands of elite cavalry, he will have to return to the sky.

And the cutting off of the back road made the Qin army have no room to move, so at this moment, Changping Jun led his personal guards to resist the front line in the rear, and formed a great wall of flesh and blood with his body to block the advance of the enemy cavalry.

"Attack! Attack!"

Zhao Jun's eyes also swelled with hatred, and the iron hooves stepped wildly, roaring out of the sky and the earth, and rushed over.

Bang!

Suddenly, the flat ground was turbulent, and blood continued to surge out from the bodies of Qin soldiers.

Many people were directly hit and broke their tendons and died on the spot, but the surviving soldiers had their eyes wide open and vowed not to take a step back.

"Die!"

A Zhao soldier poked a spear into the body of the Qin soldier, and the Qin soldier smiled fiercely, did not retreat, but advanced, allowing his body to be pierced by the spear, and at the same time pierced the Changge in his hand through the throat of the other party.

"Rush!"

Dozens of cavalrymen, under the command of the commander, tried to jump over this blocking wall of flesh, but the moment the horse's hooves stepped on the head, the spears of the Qin army also pierced the horse's belly, and more warriors even jumped up, allowing the opponent's weapons to stab into their chests, and also fell from their horses with them.

"Die and never retreat!"

Changpingjun hissed.

"Die and never retreat!"

All the Qin people roared in unison.

In this momentum that changed the color of heaven and earth, Gai Nie's chessboard was expanding rapidly.

The hundred-step flying sword finally broke through the boundary, and with a thousand steps away, although it could not cover the entire battlefield, it was already able to use the most efficient means to rearrange the Qin army.

"Drink!"

When the armoured warriors returned to the front and took on the heavy responsibility of the iron wall, the spearmen retreated one after another, aiming the tips of their spears at the enemy, and the archers turned inwards in turn, and the entire army formation lined up in a clear layer, and the tide of battle was reversed.

"It can't be!"

Sima Shang's heart sank, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"With your own strength, turn the tide, this is Guiguzi!"

Li Mu laughed.

He has always been silent, and he never seems to know what joy and surprise are, but this time, he smiled heartily.

He missed Sun Bin Pang Juan, Su Qin Zhang Yi, he thought that he would never be able to be a descendant of the Ghost Valley in this life, but who expected that a young Gai Nie would appear in this battle.

What a blessing!

"Drive!"

Cloak hunting, Li Mu rode a horse, followed by the conquest of the Northern Plains, killing the Huns alone in the head of the eight hundred guards, fierce as a thunderbolt, sweeping like a hurricane wind, shouting like thunder, personally rushed to kill:

"Soldier Li Mu, please advise!"

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