"There are arrogant boys who have no courage and no strategy!

It's a war!

It's not a fight!

General Ben is the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces.

You can't do such a stupid thing! ”

"Oh?"

The third son wins the sky and is in ecstasy:

The Mojia Trick can finally come in handy.

Pretended to hesitate:

"What do you mean by Nayi and General Ixuan?"

The commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan unhurriedly suppressed the excitement in their hearts and continued to play:

"General Ben will send his cavalry against you.

You just said it in front of your Qin army.

One person challenged us to 50,000 horses.

If it is repentant.

Third son, you are a capricious villain! ”

On the side, Lian Po, the commander of the Zhao army, Wei Wuji, the king of Xinling, and Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains, looked at the commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan in surprise.

I was shocked:

I underestimated this Bairong barbarian.

In the end, it is Bairong Mao Dun Yu's confidant and favorite general.

The thick and the fine, even used a strategy!

The third son, Yingtian, had already guessed his thoughts.

Still not afraid:

"It's what Ben Gongzi said!

How many do you send!

This son will challenge as much as possible!

No more nonsense!

Come on! ”

The third prince Yingtian arrogantly and domineeringly pointed to the face of the commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan, and accepted the challenge.

"Good!

The third son wins the day!

General Ben, let's see why you are so arrogant! ”

Although Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan were ecstatic, they served as commanders of the three armies.

The brain must be calm and clear.

He is not in a hurry to dispatch troops and generals.

First looked at the place where the third son Yingtian was.

A clearing, all dust.

Look at the east gate of Xianyang, which is open to them.

All the cattle that were swept outside the gate were returned.

There is no one else except the third son to win the sky.

Ouchi had nothing but the twelve war horses grazing in place, and it was empty.

There was absolutely no ambush.

Then look upstairs in Xianyang East City.

Except for the immature twelve generals.

It is the scattered soldiers of the Qin army who are like dead people when they do not move.

"Are you really lying to me?"

After the commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan calculated everything.

More firmly believe in the judgment of the heart:

The third son is so arrogant for no reason!

Absolutely cheating!

The commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan prepared to send cavalry to suddenly thunder out.

Kill the third prince to win the sky by surprise.

Let's see if he can continue to be arrogant.

The twelve generals on the tower of Xianyang City, including Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Sima Cuo, Nei Shiteng, Li Xin, Wang Di, and Bai Qi, were eager to jump down from the city tower more than ten zhang high to stop:

"Three sons!

Come back soon!

Your subordinates will understand your thoughts! ”

"Three sons!

We were wrong!

Only now do you know your intentions!

Come back soon! ”

"Three sons!

Let's take care of all of this!

You're a horde of cavalry that you can't fight no matter how powerful you are! ”

"Three sons!

Hurry up to the castle tower!

I'm waiting to protect the third son to your thoughtfulness! ”

"The ...... of the Three Sons"

Let Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Nei Shi Teng, Sima Cuo and other twelve generals shout.

The third son Yingtian just turned around and smiled faintly, which was very warm:

"I just hate that there is no wine at this time!

Sing and drink wildly! ”

The master of the Mo family's organ master class, who had been hiding in the city, took out a cowhide wine bag from his sleeve.

To these three sons, Win the sky and threw it down from the battlements:

"Three sons!

You love to drink so much.

Old decay has always been carried.

At this moment, the third prince is wandering into the world.

It's time to drink it!

How can there be no wine! ”

"Hahahaha!"

The third son Yingtian took the wine bag.

Under the watchful eye of everyone, no one else drank bitterly.

That pride!

Through heaven and earth!

"I spend my days singing wildly, and I am flying for whom!

Looking back and laughing, the clouds are flying and the wind is rising.

I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate the ancients and I don't see them.

Those who know me, the second and third sons.

The wine is mellow, without strength, and the man is mellow, without blood.

In the world of great contention, only those who have flesh can have a heart of contention.

This wine is strong!

Class (like) me!

Drink it all! ”

The third son Yingtian raised the wine bag, closed his eyes, and drank heartily.

Smiling proudly on the White Bone Beach, unrestrained and singing.

A pot of wine, a horse, how many people are like kings in the world!

The twelve generals who watched the upper floor of Xianyang Dongcheng, including Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Nei Shiteng, Li Xin, and Wang Di, were all excited and enthusiastic!

"Lead me!

I'm going to fight with the third son! ”

"The third prince is so heroic!

How can we be afraid of death! ”

"I want to fight the world!

Fight the enemy in front of you first! ”

"Though I die today!

But I can fight side by side with the three sons!

It's a blessing for me! ”

"This is the battlefield where I forget my ambitions!

Look at how mortals like me can kill the heroes! ”

"The third prince is waiting for me!

Today, the three sons are fighting to the death!

We will never take a step back! ”

"I can fight side by side with the third son!

Enough to comfort business! ”

"The ...... of the Three Sons"

Twelve generals, including Meng Tian, Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Nei Shiteng, Wang Ben, Li Xin, and Wang Di, ran down the city tower one after another.

But he saw only his own mount, but not the man leading the horse.

There is no time to hesitate at this moment.

The body is full of hot blood!

The twelve generals mounted their horses one after another.

Rush out of the East Gate.

Lerma is behind the third prince to win the sky.

Raise your weapon and point at the 50,000-strong army on the opposite side, roaring and challenging with wanton roar!

Meng Tian said in a high-pitched voice:

"I am Meng Tian, the fierce general of the Qin State!

Ask for a fight! ”

Wang Ben said excitedly:

"I am the brave general of the Qin State!

Request a challenge! ”

"I am Li Xin, the tiger general of the Qin Kingdom!

Above Xianyang is a starry sky of 100 billion.

Above the starry sky is an undying watch.

Take on the oath of protection!

Fight fast! ”

"I am the commander of the Qin State!

The sharpest sword is only wielded by the strongest hands!

Three sons!

I will be your invincible sword"

"Scars are a medal of manhood!

When you meet me, it seems that your luck today is not good! ”

"Although a certain is not talented.

I am willing to kill all the enemies and thank the world!

I, Sima, swear to the sky. ”

“……”

The twelve generals were very excited, and they were extremely excited.

Even if you know that there is a dead end ahead.

But this battle!

Can win the battle for the third son!

Can fight with the third prince to win the sky!

Can protect the three sons to win the battle!

Refreshing!

But make your vows, don't ask about the future.

The third son Yingtian looked violent.

Throw the wine bag in his hand to Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Sima Cuo, Nei Shiteng, Bai Qi and other twelve generals.

Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Sima Cuo, Nei Shiteng, Bai Qi and other twelve generals took a sip one by one.

"Good wine!"

Wait for Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Sima Cuo, Nei Shiteng, Bai Qi and other twelve generals to drink it proudly.

Throw the wine bag on the ground.

In the past, the tiger wolf of the Qin State.

The hegemonic heart is still strong.

Ambition is waiting for the eagle to rise.

He is more than proud of wine and singing.

The third son wins the sky and is no longer lonely.

The twelve generals really lived up to their oath that day.

At this time, life and death follow.

The three sons win the sky and the twelve generals are brave and in the same mood.

Heroic swallowing the sky, brave and shocking.

Thirteen is no longer one.

It's a supreme warrior who blends into one.

(Fathers and mothers who think it's okay.)

Can you give a wave on my birthday?

Kneeling thanks)

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