Chapter 281 Three-phase whirling knife

"Three-phase whirling knife?" Zahir's eyes were filled with doubt, remembering the third scimitar that Linton had handed her just now, and she couldn't help asking, "Do you mean to use three knives at once?" But I only have two hands, am I holding a third knife in my mouth? ”

"You're focusing on something special." A low laugh erupted from the depths of Linton's throat, "The so-called 'three phases' doesn't mean three knives. You now throw the first scimitar first, and when it spins, throw this scimitar with a hook at the tail and use it to change the course of the first knife. ”

Such an unbelievable number of roads is unheard of by Zahir.

She listened carefully to Linton's explanation, she understood every word, and listened to every word very carefully, but when she tried to put them together, she found that she could not understand what kind of magical knife technique it was.

Her reaction did not surprise Linton.

"Then watch me demonstrate once." Linton's hands were spread out, his staff dissociating into the shape of three scimitars.

He grabbed two scimitars with both hands and threw them forward, followed by a third scimitar.

Something surprising happened: the tail hook of the third scimitar actually hooked the tail of the first two scimitars, and after a while, the three scimitars struck the stake target at three incredible angles at the same time.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three crisp sounds, and the thigh-thick stake was broken into four knots!

Zahir was surprised and delighted by such a subtle sword technique, but soon fell into panic again: "My talent is too stupid, I am afraid that I will not be able to learn such a miraculous move at once......"

"No one can learn it all at once." "I thought I could be considered a half-day genius, and it took me eighteen months to get the hang of it," Linton admitted. You just need to know the concept, and the rest is to keep cultivating. ”

Zahir glanced at another stake fifty paces away, took a deep breath, and recalled every movement he had just seen, silently reciting the essentials that Linton had imparted.

"Three-phase whirling knife - slash!" Zahir let out a low roar, his arms slammed into force, and two scimitars flew by like lightning. Immediately after that, the third scimitar came first, and the three cold lights tangled and dispersed in the air like petals. Only three dull sounds were heard, and three scimitars fell to the ground.

The stake did not move at all, but only cut three shallow marks.

Zahir was a little annoyed in her heart, she didn't dare to use too much force in order to pursue precision just now, and as a result, not only did she fail to cut the stake, but she couldn't even fly back into her hand.

But Linton nodded with satisfaction, accompanied her to the stake, picked up a scimitar and handed it to her, "I was able to successfully perform this knife technique the first time, and I really didn't see the wrong person." ”

Zahir's gaze fell on the shallow knife marks on the top of the stake, and he felt ashamed in his heart.

"The next thing you need is more practice." Linton patted her on the shoulder and encouraged, "By the time you can cut the stake, you'll have already mastered it." In the future, don't say it's the 'Golden Scorpion' Soltu, even the great general Darius will not dare to underestimate you. ”

Zahir looked at Linton gratefully, and for a moment did not know how to express his excitement in words.

Linton looked indifferently into the distance, "After you took Bibith's secret letter, you went straight to the 'Seed Desert' to find Hamid. You can lie that Bibith is planning to defect to Hamid, especially if you don't mention that you know me. ”

Zahir hurriedly knelt down and said, "I won't betray you......"

"It's not called betrayal." Linton interrupted her allegiance, "It's just a necessary fraud in war." ”

He looked at Zahir solemnly and added, "Remember, your task is to try to get the 'Eighteen Tribes' to send troops, no matter what method you use, as long as they attack the Red Pavilion, your mission will be successful." ”

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Early in the morning a few days after Zahir's departure.

The desert faded into the night, revealing a beautiful and cruel dawn. The golden sun shone on the sand dunes, as if a lover was caressing his ribs.

At the end of the field of vision, a figure gradually appeared, the battle armor as black as the night, the spear glittering in the cold light, and the banners of blood-colored crows hunting and flying on the flagpole, and the defenders in Blue Rock City were terrified.

The army of the Red Pavilion is really here.

Their steps are firm and powerful, and they walk through the desert like a long dragon crisscrossing the north and south. The dust rolled up under his feet obscured the sky and the sun, showing the majesty of the legion.

However, Bibith is not an idle person, and the title of the first traitor of the Wild Sand Empire is by no means in vain.

Sixteen private strongholds have been set up outside Blue Rock City, and they are horns of each other, forming the first line of defense like steel nail chains.

The gaps under the rough wooden fence were filled with sandbags, revealing only the shooting holes. Several arrow towers were also built around it, and a large number of archers were arranged as a second line of defense.

If the wooden fence is broken and the untouchables are reached, the enemy's nightmare is about to begin: the untouchables are already full of traps, and many of the shanties are camouflaged ambush sites, waiting for the enemy to enter and ambush them.

The last line of defense is the impregnable rock walls. Dense arrays of soldiers line the city walls, and defensive props such as spears, knives, rolling logs, stones, and fire oil are piled up next to them.

With the four lines of defense in this way, and still holding the snail number that could wake up the "sandworm" in his hand, Bibith sat on the top floor of the small blue building and watched the army of the Red Pavilion set up a position outside the city, still calmly drinking a little wine.

"Captain Anthony," Bibith commanded, as he sat up, "how is the surrender prepared?" ”

Surrender?

Linton, who was on the side, sat up in shock, and just wanted to open his mouth to ask, but remembered that Bibisi had always been cunning, so he pressed his mood first, and just took a few fruits and threw them into his mouth.

Next to him came a dark-skinned man with a hanging eye in the corner of his eye. The tip of the nose and the lips are thick, and he seems to be a well-spoken character, thinking that this is Bibith's "Captain Anthony".

Anthony was carrying a wooden box in his hand, vaguely smelling of blood. And the moment he opened the box, Linton couldn't help but gasp.

It turned out to be a fat human head!

Linton asked in astonishment, "Sir Bebith, do you want to use this human head to pretend that you have been assassinated?" ”

Bibith laughed and waved his hand for Anthony to go down with his things: "Master Linton is really thoughtful. That's right, the informant has sent a message that their general, Lydia, is simple and reckless, and has never seen me, and this head must be able to deceive her. ”

Apparently, he had already made up an interesting story to tell Lydia: "A brave knight who rose up to kill a brutal lord and surrendered to a valiant princess." This kind of knightly story should be very common. ”

Obviously, this is also a story of the poor. The man named Anthony would have taken a few Assassins, and once she had gained Lydia's trust, they would rush up and stab her to death.

Linton pondered for a moment, "Sir Bebith's design is perfect, but in this way, if it doesn't work out, it might anger the other party?" ”

Bibith smiled: "The soldiers are already in the city, what does it matter if they will anger the other party." And that kind of reckless guy will only make more mistakes in anger. ”

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"Hah...... Hello! Another sneeze, Lydia couldn't help but rub her nose, "It seems that more and more people have been scolding me lately." ”

At this moment, she was riding a landing bird and leading two thousand people to confront Bibith outside Blue Rock City, and Hei Ningxue sat on the side of the alpaca and looked at the appearance of those strongholds with a smile.

"Has Her Royal Highness seen any flaws in the enemy army?" Hei Ningxue put her arms around the fluffy neck of the alpaca and asked, "Those strongholds don't seem to be easy to deal with." ”

Lydia picked up the binoculars and carefully examined the nearby strongholds, which seemed to be filled with hundreds of men, mostly infantry with spears, but also some archers with bows and arrows.

With years of experience and keen insight, she could tell at a glance that not only could these strongholds support each other, but there also seemed to be shooters in ambush behind the wooden fence.

"Our opponents were well prepared." Lydia said solemnly, "Looks a little hard to deal with......

As he spoke, the gate of Blue Rock City suddenly opened, and several warriors walked out of the city gate waving two white flags, slowly walking towards Lydia's military formation.

Hei Ningxue shook her head suspiciously, "It seems that this opponent has a lot of play, but this routine is inevitably outdated." ”

Lydia also guessed that this surrender should be fake, "Then how about we pretend to be fooled and use them in turn?" ”

"Then maybe we'll both die here." Hei Ningxue touched the alpaca's head and sighed.

Lydia had a vague feeling of being slapped in the face, "Is it that serious?" ”

Hei Ningxue looked at the samurai who were walking halfway again, "Do you think that they sent so many people to assassinate you, and in the end they all failed, do they know this news?" ”

Lydia thought to herself: Isn't this the news you asked me to let out? He just replied calmly, "I should know." ”

Hei Ningxue asked again: "Then you say, should they know that with those few people, they should not be able to kill you?" ”

It seemed that she had been given a high hat by the black condensation, and Lydia felt a little proud in her heart, "Of course, I can still fight." ”

Hei Ningxue followed her words and said, "Yes, Her Royal Highness the princess is so capable of fighting, what do you think they should use if they want to kill you?" ”

Lydia was stunned for a moment, "Poison? Dynamite? Powerful Soul Magic? ”

Hei Ningxue stroked the alpaca's head, "Maybe it's one of them, maybe he'll bet them all." Anyway, no matter which one it is, it is a powerful and wide-ranging killing weapon. A loyal valet like me will have to be buried with this poor alpaca. ”

Lydia's expression was as if she had taken a bite of bitter melon, "According to you, what should I do with it?" ”

"Yes, of course...... Kill them all. Hei Ningxue suddenly sat up as if she had changed her face, and her eyes were murderous. The feather fan in his hand unfolded with a "snap", and several soul stones instantly shone with bright brilliance.

Anthony and the others were walking slowly, when they suddenly saw a soul flame soaring in front of them, and then a huge fireball taller than an alpaca was already flying towards them.

"Not good! Come on! Captain Anthony dropped the box in his hand and quickly rolled to the side. The soldier holding the white flag behind him reacted a few seconds slowly, and his upper body was immediately surrounded by flames, and it was burned in an instant, leaving only a pair of shoes, and he was still standing firm in the desert.