"As the story goes, they've cut off the longboard bridge. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The man stood proudly on the hillside, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, piercing straight into the turbulent river, his brows slightly furrowed, his face was cold, with a sinister aura, which made the people below look sideways, a little Vino.

The momentum on the man's body is terrifying, and the strong height is even more tall like a hill in the eyes of ordinary people, standing out from the crowd, it is impossible not to be eye-catching, but especially this sharp appearance, it is easy for people to obey him. This is not a natural temperament, but he has experienced some things, and has stood at the peak of his life for a long time, and the temperament that has been invaded can be replicated, but it is not something that can be cultivated casually, in the ancient landlord class, this is called the temperament of the king.

On the hill, the terrain is not high, but in this endless open place, this is also a rare high ridge, enough to be condescending and look through the whole field.

The man is like this now, standing on a high place, looking at the people like ants below, slowly surging, an indescribable emotion rises in his heart, he can't help but want to call in a high-pitched voice, but he doesn't want to be so frivolous in front of the people below, and he can't help himself.

Since he accepted this body, he has silently accepted the data in his brain, and there is no doubt that this is the saddest character in this battle in the romance.

Cao Cao, although he was the overlord of one side, did not want to suffer the persecution of Sun and Liu's armies in the Battle of Chibi, and finally had to defeat Huarong Dao, which was embarrassing and lamentable. However, now that he is in control of this war, he will naturally not let him appear again in these upcoming tragedies.

Especially now in the battle of Changbanpo, he tried his best to turn the situation around, so in the end he had to go into battle in person, he didn't want all the plots to repeat, and he naturally thought that others would definitely change the plot, but he didn't expect that in the end, the plot was still the same, which made him a little annoyed, and he almost wanted to send troops, and immediately beheaded the generals who led the troops in front.

"Huh." The strategist next to him just chuckled and didn't seem to care.

The man was a little angry when he heard the chuckle of the person next to him, and looked at the person next to him, but the person didn't care, still chuckling, and didn't care about the man's knife-like gaze.

The man is also a little helpless, he has no way to deal with the person in front of him, whether it is reality or in the romance, the man who laughs is a sharp weapon he relies on.

"Bonghyo, what to do next."

"If you look at the development plot of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, they will choose to go to Jiangxia." The strategist who was called Fengxiao by the man was the only one who dared to talk and laugh so in front of this man.

I saw that his lupine scarf, the ribbon tied around his waist was gray like the others, and his belt was wrapped with gold wire, and a dragon-shaped white jade was hanging from the middle buckle. There was always a smile on his face, and his eyes were ethereal and unfocused, as if nothing in the world seemed to focus on his eyes.

"Will they follow the plot as it goes?"

"Who knows? But one thing is, Soochow, they will go. ”

"Then what do you mean." The man's eyes sparkled.

"As you think, both Gangneung and Jiangxia rushed over, but it was just to lure the enemy, mainly to hold the ferry, which is the most important." Feng Xiao shook the feather fan, the smile on his lips was even worse, and his eyes were full of brilliance, looking at the goshawk flying in the air.

On the other side, the single-plank bridge was broken and lay across the rushing river, causing those on the opposite side to look at each other and complain to each other, saying that they should have listened to themselves just now and not retreated.

On the other side, Du Guming's bronze bell swept over the messy enemy soldiers on the opposite side with big eyes, snorting and gasping for a hot breath, as if he was very disdainful, his legs slapped the belly of the horse that sat down, tightened the reins of the horse, turned around, and looked at Nalan Qing who was still stunned there, "Why don't you leave, they may find a way to cross the river later." ”

"Uh."

Nalan Qing was said by Du Guming, turned around, felt the fierce momentum coming from Du Guming, and looked at the Zhangba snake spear that he carried behind him from behind, this is also a divine weapon, and more importantly, this sharp weapon complements the breath of its owner.

This is a divine weapon, both in the commentary and in the historical classics.

You must know that this weapon is called the Zhangba snake spear, its body is all made of iron point steel, the spear shaft is one zhang long, the spear tip is eight inches long, the blade is double-edged, and it is in the shape of a snake, so it is named.

In the commentary, it is said that at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms era, Zhang Fei, a fierce general of the Shu Kingdom, held a Zhangba snake spear in his hand, crisscrossed the battlefield, fought in the north and south, and took the enemy's head in a million army, just like taking a bag.

The crooked spearhead is like Zhang Fei's character, like a flame, undulating. It makes people feel that the breath is compelling and unstoppable!

In the past, hearing was false, but now seeing is believing, thinking of this, Nalan Qing admired the technicians in the school a little, who could make the details so detailed, even the gentian bright silver spear in his hand.

Du Guming led the way in front, but he didn't say anything, just let Nalan Qing follow, but looking at the surrounding situation, Du Guming did have the courage to come and answer single-handedly.

You must know that if the enemy really doesn't believe it, then it will not be lost at the bridge.

Nalan Qing looked at the man in front of him with that strange gaze, when he first entered the school before, he felt that Du Guming was very unusual, and now it is even more so, there are very few people who can ride alone, if it weren't for his strength alone, he would probably still be entangled in the crowd now.

He wouldn't choose a person to ride alone, he couldn't choose, and Du Guming was not, and this kind of person's character is either either proud and abnormal, or full of confidence in his own ability.

Either way, Du Guming's ability was extremely powerful, and of course, what made him most curious was why the teacher could also come in.

But if you think about it, the school doesn't seem to say that teachers can't come in, for example, in online game novels, in order to show the fairness of the game he creates, the author will also set up one or two unnecessary characters, saying that it is to supervise the fairness of the game, that is, GM.

Nalan Qing thought about such a detail in his heart, so he didn't ask, just walked inside with Du Guming, and didn't go far, he saw the gray-white smoke and dust inside slowly moving into the air.

In the woods, there are carriages parked at random, silver light and armor, even in the sunset, it is also conspicuous, except for these, they are all black-faced, people seem to have fled from the wilderness, piled up together at this moment, plus the flagpole that is not straight stands there, and the shabby flags are flying at will, isn't it the Liu family army led by Uncle Liu Huang, who was the most bullied in the early days of the Three Kingdoms?

Just looking at the person who came to him, he made him spray rice the most, and the first person who appeared in front of him was none other than Park Yuxuan.

I saw that he was wearing a white brocade robe, fluttering in the wind, like a hermit in the mountains, with an otherworldly temperament, if you don't see that face, or the pair of shoes on your feet, he really thinks so, an immortal descended from the sky, this face has a bad smile, black pupils play in the whites of the eyes, it looks cunning, with a little bad boy temperament, the cloth shoes on the feet are a little broken, no different from ordinary people, but a pair of shoes is not matching, one red and one white, like the red and white faces in the opera.

"Why, I don't know." Park Yuxuan was the first to speak, he had been waiting here for a long time and had not done anything, but some unusual scenes kept appearing in his mind, which made him a little surprised and deeply immersed in it.

Zhuge Liang was originally a village man, and he naturally had some local breath on his body, which was somewhat contrary to the Confucian talent on his body, but at this moment, Pu Yuxuan incarnated as Zhuge Liang, but he also inherited this somewhat contradictory atmosphere.

Although Nalan Qing was a little depressed at first, she also knew about Park Yuxuan's habits, and she had already adapted to it after a while, but she sighed in her heart that a good character was ruined like this.

"Hello, I wonder if we're going to connect the plot."

"What." A childish voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Nalan Qing didn't understand it for a while, just turned his head to look at the other person who spoke, and was stunned for a moment, only to see that the person in front of him had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his face was like a little Zhengtai who had not grown his hair, but he had a tuft of beard.