Chapter X

"Ready?" Xiong Xin sneered and asked rhetorically, "What are you going to prepare?" Is it to ambush five hundred knife and axe men, and then throw a cup to chop the city meat sauce with General Xiang and Xiang Yu? Or did Xiang Yu stew us in a pot? ”

"This ......." Lan Yu was speechless, although he was conceited and brave, he was still far inferior to Xiang Yu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Even if there are thousands of troops and horses in hand, can you stop Xiang Yu?"

Lan Yu gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you recruit warriors from all over the world and pile him to death, I don't believe that he can really kill tens of thousands of troops alone." ”

"Ha, it's really a hero from ancient times," Xiong Xin squinted at Lan Yu and asked, "Fighting alone, how many knives can you catch Xiang Yu?" ”

"Ten Tricks.......... Five moves .......," Lan Yu had sweat stains on his head, and finally collapsed under Xiong Xin's gaze, and said hoarsely: "Three moves, I will definitely be able to resist him three moves!" ”

"The birds are all gone, and the good bow is hidden. The enemy country is destroyed, and the name is destroyed. Xiong Xin looked at Lan Yu, who was by himself in a few words, and seemed to say to Lan Yu and seemed to be talking to himself: "The strong enemy has not been destroyed, first punish the good general?" As long as I was in my right mind, I wouldn't do that. ”

Lan Yu was already drenched in cold sweat, and Xiong Xin said again: "But it's right to recruit heroes and heroes from all over the world, as long as you are talented, you will not hesitate to treasure and fertile land, and ask your uncle to do it." ”

Lan Yu wanted to speak and stopped, and finally bowed and retreated after a few hesitations.

Xiong Xin held up the chalice in the shape of a bronze wine glass, drank all the wine in it, and muttered to himself into the empty room, "You are really a man who is not willing to be lonely..............

At the same time, in the distant land of Zhao, Gao Huan was riding on a tall horse, pointing to the endless prairie with a horsewhip, and said to Murong who was also riding on a tall horse: "Look at this land, how is it better than our hometown in Liaodong?" ”

Murong Draped, who was wearing a red battle armor, looked at the wind-blown low-lying grass in the distance with blue eyes, and said in jerky words: "Bingzhou is mountainous and has few lands, but it has its own fertile fields for thousands of miles, no worse than Liaodong, but it is too hot in summer, and it is still cool in my hometown." ”

"Haha," Gao Huan struck a whip in the air, and laughed: "Little Murong, your internal strength is exquisite, and you are naturally not afraid of the hardships of wind and frost, but many clansmen still prefer the scenery of this state." ”

Murong Chui retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and said, "It's a pity that Li Keyong's army has always been entrenched here, and if the Black Crow Army is not destroyed, we will not be at peace for a day." ”

"Li Keyong, hey, Li Keyong," Gao Huan shook his head and said: "Although Li Keyong's martial arts are the best in the world, Murong and Yuwen may not be worse than him, and the people who are relied on by Li Thief are just the black crow army coming and going like the wind." ”

Murong Chui naturally knew that Li Keyong could compete with the imperial army for many years, and it was by no means as simple as Gao Huan said, but now that he has been transferred out of his homeland in Liaodong and lives under the sojourn, his temper has changed from the fierce in the past, and people have become more silent.

I don't know when I will be able to return to the Yazi River, Murong Chui was silent behind Gao Huan, but his heart had already flown back to the white mountains and black waters that he had been familiar with since he was a child. Outside the object, Murong suddenly changed the color of the ground, looked up into the distance, and saw a team of black-clothed and black-armored knights coming out at the foot of the mountain.

Separated by a distance of several miles, the knight at the head shot a blade-like gaze towards this side, and Murong Zhui, who was stabbed, felt a faint pain all over his body, but Gao Huan on the side was unaware of it, and said with a smile: "Who is going to capture this person with me?" ”

One of the generals behind him immediately shouted: "Let me Peng Le go!" ”

Gao Huan turned his head and stared at Peng Le for a moment, seeing that he had a protruding chest and a protruding belly, with a eager expression, he smiled and said, "Be careful, Li Thief's subordinates have a lot of hard claws." ”

Peng Le was overjoyed, raised his head and said, "Lord, look at it, I'll go and catch that thief and bird." After that, Peng Le slapped his horse out and shouted: "Lao Tzu is Peng Le, the general under the command of the tall general, can the thieves over there dare to fight?" ”

The black-armored knight who was leading looked at Peng Le who was galloping, waved his hand to stop the hundreds of cavalry who were eager to try behind him, kicked his foot on the horse's belly, and also crossed the formation. The knight's chief was a burly man, about twenty years of age, with a face like a knife, and his right hand was wiped on the horse's back, and a long black spear appeared in the slender hand.

The two horses hedged, and the distance of several miles passed in an instant, and the two raised their blades at the same time when they were a hundred paces apart, and stabbed out like lightning in the moment when the two horses were staggered. Peng Le is a rough man, although he knows that his martial arts are superb when he looks at the other party's starting style, but he just doesn't dodge, and stabs the long lance in his palm towards the other party's door, and at the same time shouts in his heart: Fucking big deal will end up together!

The black-armored knight held the spear in his hand firmly, and also pointed the spear at Peng Le's front door, if there was no accident, in a few moments, the two of them would also be hit by the high-speed piercing long soldier. Horse warfare was originally a game for the brave, and there was only one chance to strike at the moment when the horses were staggered at high speed. Who can ignore the whizzing arrows and blades, maintain their state on the chaotic battlefield, and seize the fleeting fighter plane, in order to successfully kill the target. Only the brave warrior who is fearless and has the best fortune to face life and death will win in this game, and more often than not, the knight in the front row will be knocked off his horse by a variety of attacks even after killing his opponent.

Of course, the current situation is a very traditional front-to-head military general, generally speaking, in this case, it is better to show the martial arts of both sides of the battle, even if it is possible to fight for two or three hours. However, the black-armored knight and Peng Le, who were hedged, with the support of their respective reasons and beliefs, pushed the battle of the generals to the point where one move would determine the outcome of the battle, or even the point of life and death with one move.

Seeing this scene, everyone watching the battle behind Gao Huan exclaimed, but Gao Huan still had the expression of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him with the same expression. Murong Chui's blue eyes were full of divine light, this way of fighting between life and death was very much to his liking, and even after seeing this brilliant blow, he couldn't help but have a battle aura around him, and in that blue battle qi, he could faintly see a skeleton head howling silently. On the other hand, on the side of the black-armored knights, hundreds of knights lined up in place, quietly without a trace of noise, this is not that they are indifferent to their leader, but they have seen this situation many times before, and these knights have absolute confidence in the victory of their leader.

Among the various thoughts of the spectators, the knight in black armor and Peng Le had reached an extremely close distance, as if they could reach out to each other. The spear and lance cut through the sky, tearing the atmosphere, and each headed towards their own goal, as if they had agreed, and the blades of both sides were simultaneously filled with battle gas of different colors, as bright as fireworks, and as beautiful as smoke. But behind the beauty of this explosion, there is endless murder.

The war horses staggered by, and the golden and red battle aura was born and fleeting. By the time everyone looked intently, the two warring sides had already turned their horses and faced their own camps.

Peng Le gasped in his nose, although he had already been born and died many times, but the danger just now was rare in his life. If he hadn't turned his head at the last minute and moved out of the attack path of the opponent's spear, it wouldn't have been as simple as making a hole in his forehead now. And what made him even more angry was that he didn't fucking damage the enemy at all with the blow he struck.

Anger raged unscrupulously in Peng Le's chest like a wild beast, pouring into his limbs and brain, making his eyes red. Blood was dripping down his forehead, and the red in his eyes grew thicker and thicker, as if two suns were burning in his eyes.

"Hey," Gao Huan was finally moved, "I actually awakened Wushuang at this time, it's interesting." ”

The black-armored knight was also a little surprised, and spoke up for the first time: "Peng Le, I remember you." As soon as the reins were lifted, the war horse under the crotch rushed out again, "Come, let's have a good fight!" ”

In response to him was Peng Le's lance, a spear that burned with gold and blood red. The lance pierced the sky, but the knight didn't hear the slightest whistling of the air, because the blow was faster than the sound. It wasn't until the black-armored knight on the horse slammed into the swift and unmatched blow that a series of sonic booms came, shaking everyone's heads.

Peng Le, who threw this violent blow, did not take the opportunity to attack, but flicked the horse's head, "bah", turned around and left. Just one sentence left:

"Fight your mother!"

Attached is the character template of An Jingsi/Li Cunxiao made with the help of Huang Tian's wage earners:

Name: An Jingsi (Li Cunxiao)

Level: 17

Martial arts: Rakshasa Kui Divine Skill, King Kong is not bad divine skill, and the last two of the Silkworm Gong are used to alleviate the twenty-seven limits, but they do not cure the symptoms)

Stunt: Kamui (Suppress the enemy's fearful strength)

Unprecedented(ATK +10)

Charge (Whenever a certain number of enemies are killed, it boosts your morale and lowers them)

Charge (when using this skill, it will be unstoppable)

Musou (??? ）

Treasure: Yu Wang Lance (the god soldier used by the ancient god Dayu, with the ability of Zhenhai Fubo)

Character description: Wang is not a tyrant, he will not be one of the two strongest myths of Li Shenzhou, a peerless general who should not exist in the world, even if he is famous after death, he can also deter ten thousand armies, and even scare away the extremely brave iron spear Wang Yanzhang, scaring Wang Yantong to death. You probably, probably, maybe make a move in a solo fight with him..... Well, probably.

PS: Thank you Huang Tian for your continued support.

There are three things that are depressing today, but I don't feel any sadness.