With a sound of "Peng", the Xuanwu Ice and the Shura Fire diffused a large amount of hot water vapor.

At that moment, Yang Tingfeng only felt breathless, and countless small blisters were burned on his spiritualized left arm.

It seems that the fire of Shura can also cause damage to the soul.

In the midst of the steam, a thin hand with flames slowly stretched out, Yang Tingfeng's eyes were like knives, and he took a step back at the moment, and the spear with freezing gas pierced out through the heavy Shura fire.

This blow is completely unfettered and unremarkable, but it is like riding the wind and waves, and it is unstoppable.

The spear technique that spread in the Zisai border army is 'Yizhangwei'.

This marksmanship, which was born from the military halberd method, has been modified and improved by the leaders of the past dynasties, so that it has the appearance it has today.

Its characteristics are: when making a move, the internal strength is superimposed layer by layer, but it bursts out in an instant, and it will kill with one blow, and never leave a hand.

This is like the principle of turning the bed crossbow, every time you stir the armature, the power will be stronger, and its effect is far stronger than if you shoot the bow directly, and the force will be 100 or 1,000 times stronger!

This seemingly ordinary stabbing attack, but there is a hidden ingenuity in the clumsiness, one shot is more fierce than ten shots, enough to pierce the Turkic three layers of cold-forged heavy armor, and everyone can wear it.

Almost all recruits who enlist in the army have to learn this trick; However, almost all veterans refused to use this trick.

Why?

Because, even if a person has the strength of a thousand catties or ten thousand catties, there will be a time to exhaust it after all.

If the enemy is a master, he will suddenly counterattack at the moment when your strength is exhausted, your 10,000 catties of strength has been exhausted, and the rest is not even a few taels of money, he only needs to use three catties of strength, and he will crush your 10,000 catties of strength.

Therefore, any experienced veteran, every time he makes a move, he will leave room to hit the enemy for three points and retain seven points.

But precisely because there is spare strength, it has also led to a great reduction in the strength of 'Yizhangwei', and it cannot exert its original power, and finally becomes a chicken rib.

However, Yang Tingfeng has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is also a powerful marksman, who can open a twelve-stone bow.

This also makes him feel like standing on a peak, even if he has eight points of strength, one force is not comparable to ordinary soldiers.

Hugh said that those tough Turkic soldiers couldn't stop them, even monsters!

I saw that a wisp of a gun with freezing gas floated in mid-air, and with a "snort", green blood splashed everywhere, and Fake Anhai's body lost the support of life and collapsed to the ground limply.

With a successful shot, Yang Tingfeng did not stop, quickly raised the immovable Ming King spear high, and swept through the throat of the fake hermitage, bringing up a slip of green blood.

He didn't stop spearing, slashed a weird arc in mid-air, and fell towards his heart, and with a "poof", there was a bowl-sized blood hole on Shura Anhai's chest, and he couldn't die anymore.

Mend the knife!

Yang Tingfeng knew that the strength of the fake Anhai was too much higher than himself.

Therefore, when fighting with him, he will never be entangled, and a move is a killing move.

The most powerful moves all fell on the blow just now.

He had the intention not to leave a living, yes, he used all his strength, which can be described as quite dangerous, similar to gambling on his life.

His 'one-size-fits-all' ability to succeed is entirely due to surprise, but not how clever his moves are.

If it is used for the second time, I am afraid that he will die.

Of course, what is more important is that mending the knife is his habit as a border soldier.

From the first day of enlistment, Lao Liangtou taught Yang Tingfeng how to

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Mend knives on the battlefield.

When it comes to mending knives, this has to be said to clean up the battlefield.

First of all, cleaning the battlefield is also a professional job, it is not as simple as imagined, and there will be trouble if it is not handled well.

The era of cold weapons, unlike modern warfare, tends to last for a long time.

And for such a long time, after each battle, both sides would send a part of their men to the battlefield to collect the corpses of their own soldiers.

And in the process of cleaning, they are mainly engaged in the following jobs.

One is the capture of the booty, which is very important.

In ancient times, when productivity was low, especially in times of war, ordnance and materials were more important.

The second is grain and grass.

Once the loser is defeated, there is simply no time to take it away. Thus, it became the ration of the victors. In particular, large-scale wars are depleted to both the enemy and us, and the loss of vital forces is one thing, but the loss of materials is actually more fatal.

The second is to recover weapons

In addition to capturing enemy supplies, it is important to recover your own weapons.

In ancient times, productivity was low, and the cycle of weapon production was long. If these weapons are not recycled, consumables such as arrowheads will be consumed much faster than crafting.

The third is to dispose of corpses.

In ancient times, medical conditions were not good, and if the corpses were not disposed of, it was one thing to hinder the continuation of the war.

But when the corpses decompose, a large-scale epidemic will occur.

Therefore, in ancient times, there has always been a saying that there is a great plague after a great war.

And there are many ways to dispose of corpses. Digging a big pit and burying it is the most common method.

In addition to burial, burning on the spot is also a method, but in order to save military power, this method is not used.

Moreover, in most cases, once the war is over, the army is often quickly transferred from one battlefield to another, or it is normal to simply shift divisions.

The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. Nakano He is depressed, thousands of miles uninhabited.

The black kite pecks at people's intestines and hangs dead branches. When you go out, you can't see anything, and the white bones cover the plain.

It's the real scene after a big war......

Fourth, and most importantly, it is also the most important.

Inspection.

It is commonly known as counting heads, which is actually very important.

On the battlefield, many soldiers were only unconscious at the time, but they were not really dead, and if they found that they still had breath, or pretended to be dead, they needed to be mended.

Secondly, because of the existence of the first-level military merit system, cutting off the head still counts as a war merit.

If you pick up the corpse of an enemy general, you can also show the head to the public, which can greatly damage the morale of the enemy country.

Yang Tingfeng glanced at the 'demon corpse' of the fake Anhai, and saw that it was no longer moving, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he put the spear against his heavenly spirit again, thinking that he would let you be a demon and a monster, and the heavenly spirit was broken, and he didn't want to turn over again.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't stab it when he stabbed it.

Yang Tingfeng suddenly felt bad, and looked at it, only to see that the gun of the King of Fudong Ming not only failed to pierce the heavenly spirit of the fake nunnery, but even the head of the gun also had a tendency to bend, and he couldn't help but be surprised, turned around and left.

But at this moment, the mud turned over the earth, and the flames rose one after another, sweeping the heavens and the earth, and the ruins of the entire temple also burned in an instant, and countless chains with flowing fire drilled out of the ground, locking Yang Tingfeng in an instant.

In the flames of "Ji ......", the cold voice of the fake hermitage came from bursts: "Boy, you are careless!" As soon as the words fell, a thick soul chain with a bowl mouth was issued from the Shura Anhai body, which directly penetrated it

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Come, passing through Yang Tingfeng's chest, a little white figure was pulled out by the soul chain.

At that moment, the pupil light in Yang Tingfeng's eyes dissipated in an instant, white light spit out from his mouth, and his entire soul began to gradually dissipate......

At this moment, a three-foot-seven-inch Qin sword appeared from mid-air, like a meteor, and suddenly, the soul chain was broken, and the Qin sword seemed to have its own purifying power, and the fire of Shura was also extinguished.

Shura Anhai Huo Ran raised his head: But when he saw the air, Bai Qi was holding the Qin sword, countless purple soul fires were all over his body, and his white hair with a strong aura danced wildly in the wind! He was glaring at himself.

At this interval, Bai Qi's left hand fell like lightning, and he pressed it on Yang Tingfeng's shoulder blade, only to hear the sound of "sigh" endlessly, and a large amount of red soul power crossed into it from Yang Tingfeng's shoulder.

At the same time, the dissipating souls began to gather again.....

Shura Anhai saw it clearly, and without waiting for Yang Tingfeng to recover, he sneered, and countless blood-colored chains popped out of his palms and flew towards the two.

Seeing this, Bai Qi protected him in front of him in an instant, and danced Qin Jian with a few sounds, and the chains were broken into several pieces, turned into drops of blood, and dissipated.

He easily broke all the chains, and before he could catch his breath, hundreds of chains flew out of the ground, and with a "snort", Bai Qi's shoulder was suddenly hit by an object, and the spirit body was instantly burned, and he was shocked, for fear that Yang Tingfeng was also hit by this chain, and in a hurry, Bai Qi turned around and grabbed Yang Tingfeng, turned around and left, like an eagle falcon, swept past the ruins of the temple, and disappeared.

After a short time, Yang Tingfeng recovered his spirit body, saw Bai Qi, knew that he was rescued by him, and was about to say thanks, but suddenly, he only heard a long roar in the distance, but saw countless pillars of fire rising into the sky.

Bai Qi's expression changed slightly, and he stopped, but he heard a miserable erhu sound, and there was one more person in front of him.

Yang Tingfeng raised his eyes and took a look, his heartbeat couldn't help but intensify, his hands trembled slightly, and he secretly cried out for trouble.

I only heard Shura Anhai sneer: "Boy, if you are always disobedient, don't blame the poor monk, I found you some fun." After that, it took care of itself and pulled up the erhu.

In an instant, the smell of blood and fishy smell suddenly became stronger.

Yang Tingfeng's pupils contracted, and he saw that on the ground, countless immortal circles of light began to stand up.

After a while, in the eternal nothingness, long shadows stood up and spread towards the two of them.

At this moment, Yang Tingfeng suddenly heard that there seemed to be a war drum in the sky, and then, a ray of sunlight shone from east to west, and suddenly, his figure was cast on the ground, white and bright and very dazzling.

Yang Tingfeng came to his senses, looked up to the sky and smiled: "Sure enough, it's a dream!" Hah-"

After the laughter, a melodious trumpet sound was heard in the distance, which woke up the sleeping barracks and also woke him up.

At this time, the sky was already bright, the breeze blew through the tent curtains, and the crystal clear raindrops fell from the eaves, like beads with broken threads, and finally gathered together to form puddles.

Yang Tingfeng slowly opened his eyes, stretched, got up, and took a deep breath.

Recalling yesterday's strange dream, Yang Tingfeng showed a wry smile on his face, but he didn't think much about it, and was about to get up and wash, when suddenly, he was stunned and broke out in a cold sweat.

It turned out that in a daze, he felt a sharp pain coming from his left arm.

After a closer look, I found that there was local redness and swelling on the left arm, mixed with many small blisters, which was a sign of being scalded by water vapor.

He was taken aback, and hurriedly got up, but suddenly grabbed a hard object on the bed, and when he looked closely, he saw that he held a bright snake-shaped whip sword in his hand. Dare is the one in the temple of dreams - the mouth in the hands of the King of Heaven.......

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