Bai Lang has no interest in caring about what those guys who escaped from him think about it. He can't blame them. Who let the world built by the same person still have the past Ao Shaobao? And the Ao Shaobao who is most deeply rooted in the hearts of the people is not
Is this what Bai Lang looks like now? In this world, there are always seven people who look very similar to himself, such as Bai Lang and Xu.
Bai Shaobao was equally domineering and powerful, and was wandering around on his horse, thinking about where he would spend the night. "Continue to kill tomorrow, this time kill those with Zhuo tribe first. Those who take the lead will definitely die! As for the Jianzhou Tatars
Here, the leader should be killed. Anyway, sooner or later, the world will be in chaos, and a certain family will start from here to kill every garrison." As for where to focus on killing, Bailang prefers the southeast, such as Guangdong and Guangxi.
The southeast area has always been the "base camp" for the anti-Qing Dynasty and the restoration of the Ming Dynasty. Bailang also thought that it would be best to start killing from there, and then go all the way north and finally enter the Forbidden City and take Qianlong's life. But he didn't know what Qianlong looked like.
"Sure...but if it was a bandit commander, there shouldn't have been the plot of those being caught by the guards in Hangzhou, right? They were just guards..."
Bailang was thinking about all of this, and he was in a very happy mood - he would just find a sheltered place to sleep in the wild for a night. Unfortunately, his clothes were torn, and his body was fine after being hit by swords and arrows, and his hair and beard were fine too.
——Under the Golden Bell's Gang Qi, the hair and beard are no different from steel wires. Even if the Gang Qi is not injected, the hair and beard are already much stronger than ordinary people's. Bai Lang usually relies on his Nan Dou Sheng Quan martial arts to shave his head and shave his face.
...
So you can’t practice hairspray hand, but you can practice hairdresser hand.
The body is invulnerable, but the clothes are not. Bailang's body-protecting energy can't protect his clothes. The brocade robe on his body is now in tatters, with rips and holes everywhere. This image is really, "extremely wild."
, but it's not all exposed." Bailang touched his clothes, but he didn't care much. Anyway, he is actually immune to the cold and heat, and clothes are just a decoration for him to hide his shame - unless the high temperature is one hundred degrees and the low temperature is minus one hundred degrees, then Bailang is.
There is no need for clothing to block changes in outside temperature.
"It doesn't matter if a certain family fights naked tomorrow. It's better to say that they have the majesty of ancient warriors." The man was lying on a small slope, with his arms behind his head and looking at the stars in the sky. The sound of horse hooves sounded.
Someone was approaching on horseback, and Bailang had already recognized who it was from the sound of breathing - who else would find him now except his slave girl. The slave girl got off her horse, walked to Bailang, and knelt down like this
beside him.
Bai Lang turned his head slightly and looked at Huo Qingtong, who was kneeling next to him, "It's the Xinjiang dress that I remember." This slave girl had never dressed up so brightly before. Seeing Bai Shaobao looking at her like this, maybe this green
Yu Huangshan originally had a lot to say, but after seeing Bai Lang's eyes, he couldn't say a word. "Looking at how you are dressed, it seems that you ran away from some bonfire meeting? I don't know.
Having such a custom is obviously against the teachings, isn’t it?”
Bai Lang looked at the slave girl who was crying. It seemed that she was quite smart. Perhaps she understood the true meaning of what he said on the battlefield. "Tomorrow I will attack the Hezhuo tribe. The male in your family will
None of the elders will survive. So save your tears until then. If you want to divide the country, you must be prepared to die." Bai Lang's words were very calm, but the content was firm and could not be changed.
She's just a slave girl, there's no need to give her false hope. She can think clearly and it's best if she can't think clearly enough to die. Then she can only let her die. Bailang didn't know what Cuiyu Huangshan was kneeling next to him.
He left at the right time - because he was asleep. If the other party wanted to kill him, it is estimated that what he saw now was a broken corpse. Random induction responded to the murderous intention and launched a counterattack. This was not Huo Qingtong who had just become an "innate" master.
What can be resisted.
It was daybreak. After Bailang casually ate a few mouthfuls of dry food and drank some water, he let the war horse eat beans. He then mounted the horse and walked towards He Zhuojun's camp in small steps. Of course he knew where these people were and what they were doing.
The smell comes along the wind. The innate master Bai Lang has six senses and is naturally able to smell it from the wind. The closer he gets, the more he hears people's voices. What's more, he has innate inspiration.
"It's good not to get lost in the Gobi now." Bailang murmured, while slowly urging the horse to approach the opponent's camp. About ten miles away from the camp, Bailang had already met the released ranger.
When the other party saw him, he ran away like crazy, not daring to contact him at all. Bai Lang also laughed. When was the last time he encountered this situation? During the Chongzhen period, right? The place seems to be in Liaodong?
When he arrived about two miles away from the camp, the soldiers of the Hezhuo tribe were already in formation. Under the leadership of hundreds of thousands of households, and encouraged by some people chanting scriptures, they lined up facing Bailang.
Bailang saw Cuiyu Huangshan among them, and his eyes were still swollen. He also saw the chief helmsman of the Zhan Guard. It seemed that this guy finally had his white spirit in his head... At this time, Bailang had changed.
He bought two new iron spears and laughed looking at the formation unfolding in front of him.
In the midst of laughter, Bai Lang saw the military spirit - shaky. Who can tell him that there is a legend about the White Tiger Star Lord descending to earth... Bai Shaobao thrust the iron spear in his right hand into the ground, stretched out his hand to straighten his head
With his crown on his head, he drew his spear with his backhand, exerted force with his legs, and with a roar from his mouth, he brought his spears forward, urging his horse to charge into the formation. As he got closer and closer, the cavalry line facing him also began to move forward.
A commotion began and became increasingly chaotic.
Is it to hedge? Or to get out of the way? Or to let the infantry go up? Well, it's chaos now. Just when Bailang is about to arrive, the cavalry disperses in a coax, and some people bump into each other and fall off their horses. Now the infantry behind is directly exposed.
When they came out, they didn't even have time to put down their spears - although it was actually useless. Bailang clamped his legs, causing the horse to run in a diagonal direction, and he stretched out the iron spear in his left hand and swung it at the same time with the help of horse power, directly
Six or seven infantrymen were chopped off. Heads and broken limbs were flying everywhere, blood and screams were dancing together.
Basically, with just one blow, the opponent's morale was almost reduced to zero. Then Bailang turned his horse's head and rushed directly into the already empty military formation. This man had been in the formation for many years, and he did this.
It was already handy. As soon as he rushed in, heads were pouring into rivers of blood, and the entire front line began to fall apart. His performance yesterday was too terrifying. Now if there are even a hundred cavalry behind Bailang, he can already do whatever he wants.
When an army is defeated and defeated, this is called kicking off troops.
This chapter has been completed!