"Don't be weird with General Yi Xuan.

In the world, power is king.

Face is worth a few bucks.

What a way!

You think old decay will be ashamed.

Hahahaha!

You're thinking wrong! ”

"Let's take the supernatural power with General Yi Xuan.

Don't be sarcastic.

The world is on fire, the name of life.

No way!

Like you and me, the minister and general of the country.

Victory is king.

Everything else is false.

This person is good at sophistry, and he is indeed a good apprentice of Zhang Yi, a vertical and horizontal strategist, and Sun Yan, the head of the rhino.

It's true. ”

Although the commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan were brutal and murderous.

But the character is straightforward and straightforward.

It is extremely important to see face and dignity.

This is if he experiences the humiliation of Xinling Jun Wei Wuji and Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng.

I have long committed suicide in shame.

I didn't expect these two old guys to be so thick-skinned.

And to argue for himself.

It's ridiculous.

The commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan no longer had the respect they had for Wei Wuji, the king of Xinling, and Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains.

I just think these are two shameless old scoundrels.

On the contrary, some admired the one in the mouths of Xinling Jun Wei Wuji, Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng, and Zhao Army Commander Lian Po.

The so-called wine bag rice bag, rice bag, and ointment.

The commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan flapped their horsewhips in their hands in a relaxed and happy manner.

Turning his head to look at Xinling Jun Wei Wuji and Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng, who didn't seem to have happened, they sneered:

"Hahahaha!

It's ridiculous that he was not ashamed to say it before, and he was unashamed.

How to say how and how to be able.

In the end, it's just a humiliation for oneself and a shame for others.

In the end, it's not the same as us Bairong people.

Do you only believe in the knife in your hand? ”

"Humph!"

Wei Wuji, the thick-faced and black-hearted Xinling Jun, and Zhao Sheng, the Pingyuan Jun, tilted their heads.

Tsundere snorted coldly and sat back to watch the third prince win the next death.

This is also the reason why the two of them did not return to the carriage and rode before the army.

The third son won the sky and was overjoyed in his heart.

After estimating the time, he turned around and nodded slightly to the Mo family disciple upstairs in Xianyang Dongcheng.

The disciples of the Mo family were ordered.

This began to transfer more than 4,000 soldiers defending the city.

The third prince Yingtian pointed at the 50,000 horses of the Zhao State, Bai Rongzhi and Yixuan allied forces with a sword.

It's like pointing a sword at the world.

Continue to shout arrogantly and rampantly.

"You wait for the war and don't fight!

Retreat and don't retreat!

Hesitant and hesitant!

Why?

Could it be that you 50,000 horses are afraid that I will win the sky alone?

If so!

Hurry up and get back!

Don't laugh at the world!

It has become the laughing stock and talking point of the world! ”

What a third son wins the day!

What a hero!

A sword pointed at thousands of troops.

One word angrily reprimands millions of male soldiers!

Bathing in the skylight, looking at the common people, angry at 50,000 tigers and wolves.

Its posture is arrogant and domineering!

Its temperament is the champion of the three armies!

Its aura intimidates the crowd!

Then he raised his sword and pointed at the wolf.

Drink and sing wildly.

Flying and domineering for whom.

It's like a demon lord from heaven!

It's really a god in the world!

For a while, the 50,000 troops in front of him looked at each other angrily:

"This man is too arrogant!"

"This kid is so rampant!"

"Is it really bullying us nobody?"

"Good boy!

In a while, Lao Tzu will hack you to death!

See how you continue to be arrogant! ”

"General! Please let me wait to kill him! ”

"General! This person is inhuman!

If you don't teach a lesson.

He really made him underestimate us! ”

Looking at the third prince Yingtian, he looked fierce and shouted with disdain on his face.

Naturally, the 50,000 coalition troops couldn't stand it.

Why can you be a fool and a deceitful in front of us!

They all asked for battle, wanting to step forward and kill this yellow-mouthed child who didn't know the height of the sky.

The commander of the Zhao army, Lian Po, has always been steady and stable.

He didn't care at all how arrogant the third prince was in front of him.

He only wanted to capture Xianyang with the most stable method and the fewest casualties.

It is expected that the barbarians of the Bairong grassland, who have always been arrogant, will not be able to stand it under their anger.

He happened to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

At the same time, it is necessary to verify it.

The arrogant and boundless third son wins the sky.

Who the hell gave him such shameless courage and audacity to this piece of waste?

Could it be that there is really a trap at the east gate of Xianyang?

The art of war is virtual, and fiction is real.

He has always sought stability, and he wants to find someone to cross the river by feeling the stones.

Try the depth of the three sons to win the sky and the city of Xianyang.

And this person is the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan on the side.

There were also people on the side of the Bairong cavalry who asked for battle.

The commander and Yi Xuan touched their chins and squinted their eyes at the mighty, domineering, and unscrupulous third prince Yingtian.

With great interest, he smiled at the adjutant generals who asked for battle left and right:

"This third son of the Qin Kingdom is really interesting!

Listen to what General Lian Po said.

This man is a waste, a wine-colored rice bucket.

Don't say that the people of the Seven Kingdoms of China laughed shamefully.

It's in our Bairong that no one can afford to look down on.

But General Ben saw him as very brave and domineering.

That kind of natural kingly domineering.

It's not something that can be pretended.

A character who has been slandered by the world but has shown something different.

It aroused the interest of General Ben.

Xinling-kun and Pingyuan-kun are not his opponents.

General Ben wanted to try his hand. ”

Lian Po, the commander of the Zhao army on the side, arched the fire and said:

"I didn't expect it with General Ixuan.

And so Yaxing.

That's it.

I'm also interested.

Is it fast with General Yixuan's sword?

Or is that kid's mouth hard? ”

"Hahahaha!"

Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan can be the commanders of the three armies.

There must be something outstanding.

For Zhao Jun commander Lian Po to be careful about this.

Naturally, I know it.

However, he was too interested in the mixed praise of the third prince Yingtian.

This is the most interesting person he has met since he came to China.

Therefore, he laughed out loud and looked at the third prince Yingtian who was standing in front of the east gate of Xianyang and said tentatively:

"Xianyang City Lord wins the sky!

The contemptible Bairong Mao Dun is single to his subordinate generals and Yi Xuan! ”

The third son, Yingtian, had also heard the names of Bai Rong and General Yi Xuan.

It is Bairong Maodun's henchmen and favorite generals.

The people of Bairong Grassland call it Yum Wolf General!

Therefore, in order to continue to delay time.

Still with his eyes above the top, he said with disdain:

"Oh!

And General Ixuan!

Your name, I win the sky, is like thunder.

Then what advice do you steppe barbarians want to give me to win the sky? ”

The four words of the steppe barbarian stimulated all the Bairong cavalry and commanders and Yi Xuan at once.

The commander and Yi Xuan Qi said:

"You ......"

Then he changed his face in an instant, with a smile on his face, and slyly won the world for the third son:

"Whether it's a grassland barbarian or a Chinese nobleman.

General Ben asks you.

You said that you alone want to challenge our army of 50,000?

Is this true? ”

The third prince won the sky and said lightly:

"Not bad!

It's what this son said!

Could it be that you and General Yi Xuan, you want to step forward and give a lesson or two to this son? ”

The commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan touched their beards and said disdainfully:

"What a rampant boy!

Seriously.

General Ben really wants to teach you a lesson. ”

Purple Pen Literature