What does that feel like?

The dry wind blowing on his face, the smell of dust and sand, even if he couldn't see the bloody color, Bai Shuo understood that the feeling was back.

When he began to adapt to the bloodshed and fighting of the first world, he suddenly returned to the clueless main god space, and faced with all kinds of things he had never heard of, he felt lost for the first time.

After struggling to break free from the fighting and bloodshed, he felt uncomfortable like never before.

Inability to adapt.

Can't get used to this strange life, can't get used to this brief gap between killings, even though it's so peaceful and safe, and how beautiful it seems.

None can adapt, they can't recognize, they can't immerse themselves in it.

There is no way to make himself a numb who is drunk today, and there is still a bloody countdown in his heart, and the decreasing number has not stopped for ten days.

Although the complicated system, the mess of exchange items and the intense study of materials kept him from falling into the emptiness of idleness, in his heart, there was always something reminding him that this was only a short break, the battle was not over, and only blood and killing awaited him ahead.

He knew that he was expecting, expecting the battle between life and death, looking forward to the never-ending journey.

Unconsciously, he somewhat liked this life full of crises.

"It's so good......"

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Bai Shuo slowly walked out of the small gap in the opening of the door, put his hands in his sleeves, and slowly moved towards the distance.

In the camp behind him, the Yellow Turban soldiers, sword clenched, were watching the blood-stained land from afar.

The official offensive did not begin, but the provocation of the enemy had already come to the door.

The general named Wang Hu was holding an iron spear, smiling playfully on his horse, and swept the point of the spear over the frightened or angry faces on the arrow tower in his sight, laughing loudly.

The provocation that lasted for three days made this group of Yellow Turban soldiers no longer have the original anger and momentum, and in the face of the provocative enemy, they could only cower in the camp, doing nothing, and some bad breath spread and spread among the soldiers.

There is no doubt that this is a war in which all the Yellow Turban soldiers have no hope, and the long war, which has entered its final moment, is coming to an end.

The Yellow Turban Flame that burned throughout the entire Han Dynasty in the past is about to be extinguished, and the last flame will be completely extinguished under the suppression of the crusading army.

So gloomy, so depressed, so hopeless, everyone has lost the will to fight.

Wang Hu laughed, galloped in front of the camp on horseback, waved the iron gun in his hand arrogantly, and shouted into the camp: "Rebellion is really vulnerable, and even the courage to fight is gone?" ”

His chest bulged high, and then he let out a loud voice that the high walls could not stop: "Who will fight me for three hundred rounds!" ”

The invitation battle in front of the two armies, do you dare?

Still the familiar silence, Wang Hu smiled disdainfully, turned the horse's head, let's stop here today, before the army advances, he still has time.

"Keep shrinking, a bunch of chickens and dogs......"

"It's really hot-blooded......" An unfamiliar voice came from a distance behind Wang Hu.

He slowly stopped the horse's footsteps, turned around, and sat on his horse to watch the approaching people, and a line of footprints spread out of the Yellow Turban Army's camp as if they were imprinted on the earth, and the source was at the feet of the stranger.

The strange man in the strange costume made him smack at first, but when he saw his face, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha! Blind! Wang Hu tried his best to endure it, but he couldn't help laughing: "Is there really no one in the Yellow Turban Army...... Let a blind man ...... A blind man goes to war......"

Bai Shuo stopped, stood not far away and tilted his head to look at him, showing a hint of a smile: "You are Wang Hu......"

"Poof...... Wang Hu laughed again, lying on the back of the horse and covering his stomach: "It's still ...... Still a fool......"

The smile on Bai Shuo's face has not changed, he is used to this kind of mockery, but it does not mean that he is not angry.

"It's really a mockery that I haven't seen for a long time...... Bai Shuo said seriously: "It seems that you are Wang Hu, yes." ”

"Haha...... That's right, I'm ......" Wang Hu couldn't help but smile: "You're here to surrender?" Or was it sent to death? ”

"Unfortunately, I'm here to kill you." Bai Shuo shook his head, and the hand in his sleeve was withdrawn: "Thank you for reducing my psychological burden......"

The white bandage that spread upwards from the wrist went all the way into the depths of the sleeve, and as the palm of the hand slowly lifted, it slowly revealed.

"Hey, blind, you're looking for death......"

The smile on Wang Hu's face faded, and he slowly lifted the heavy iron gun in his hand: "I will nail you to the ground and let you die a miserable death......

"This ...... It's just a mouth cannon, right? Bai Shuo raised his bound palm and scratched his face; ...... the first time I saw it."

Although he couldn't understand the other party's words, Wang Hu could feel the disdain.

In the slow rotation of the war horse, Wang Hu narrowed his eyes, raised the heavy iron gun in his hand, aimed at Bai Shuo's body, and showed a cold smile on his face, the rhythm of one man and one horse slowly merged together, and the breath of bloody killing gradually emanated.

Even if he has never had a great reputation in the official history, he is just an unknown NPC in the game, but in this world, he has undoubtedly taken down a lot of statements on the battlefield, and the identity of the general is piled up and taken down when countless enemies are used, he is not one of those incompetent people who have had the position of hussar general since birth, stepping on the corpse of the enemy to walk to the point where he is now, his ability can definitely not be ignored.

With the long neighing of the war horse, in the midst of the heavy shouting, the heavy assault began.

The hooves of the horses beating on the loess raised a flurry of dust, the sound of the wind spread to the surroundings, and the heavy war horses carried the iron spears full of murderous power and rushed towards Bai Shuo, and the anger caused by the contempt of the enemy made Wang Hu's strength burst out to a new peak, the iron spear slashed through the air, emitting a subtle chirp, and after a full blow of momentum, it had completely entered the threshold of the three-star level.

Even the little people who have not been recorded in the official history have dignity and strength that cannot be ignored by others, and Wang Hu's anger makes the castration of the iron gun even faster and heavier.

The tip of the spear with immense power was enough to easily pierce through a solid boulder, let alone the human body in front of it.

The enemy has finally come to the front, the smile on Wang Hu's face is becoming more and more arrogant, he wants to see Bai Shuo's panicked appearance, but unfortunately he is a blind man, there is no way to see his frightened eyes, he wants to use Bai Shuo's corpse to vent his anger, so that the group of cowardly rebels understand the consequences of daring to fight against the big man!

Like an action in a panic, Bai Shuo raised his palm and grabbed at the tip of the cold gun, compared to Wang Hu's assault like a boulder.

"King Kong ......" At the moment when the spear was about to stab at his body, a faint sound came out of Bai Shuo's throat.

The angry spike on the war horse finally made contact with Bai Shuo's body, and a loud sound like the resonance of gold and iron suddenly spread, and with the sound of the wind set off by the sudden advance, the dust rose, spreading towards the surroundings.

And Bai Shuo's face showed a hideous smile, and the strange vision locked the unbelievable Wang Hu in front of him.

In the midst of the loud noise, the heavy and cold iron spear was quietly clenched by a fleshy palm, and the spear that was enough to pierce the golden stone was blocked, and it was stuck in the palm of that palm, and then it made an overwhelming screeching sound.

Jump!

In that brief moment, the spear wailed and bent under the fierce momentum of Bai Shuo's palm, and finally broke completely!

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