(It's over, it's over, there are still two hours left, is it too late?

It will definitely be done, come on!)

Fighting is not as simple as one plus one equals two in mathematics.

Tactical deduction is not as reliable as imagined. Zhang Huchen believes in this thing, but now it is true to have real swords and guns and adaptability to the situation.

Without missiles and atomic bombs, you can only win by rifles and cannons. Even in the snow field, rifles and grenades are luxurious.

More often, bayonets need to be red.

In the face-to-face battle, the tactical role is weakened to the minimum, and the only thing that plays a decisive role is even the will.

Whoever has stronger resilience, whoever has more patience, whoever is more prepared, and whoever can resist falling and beating are all necessary conditions.

In a single-player battle, Zhang Huchen's strength is definitely not bad, but when did the market vendors who were born in a farmer and a small citizen who was born in a chicken killer tell the rules?

Even if it is a one-on-one challenge, you will be the one who will be the other.

Mr. Gorky taught us: "There is a turn to death."

The iron shield has a high knee to block the evil spirit, and the broad sword and sharp blade kill the enemy chief.

In the environment blocked by smoke and dust, Oda Junichi Oda still rushed towards Zhang Huchen without hesitation, resolutely, as if he was a woman who was abandoned and played with.

Unlike the sorrow and sadness of an ordinary woman, her way is that the sword light is like the cold moon and the clear light, and the steps are like the dancer on the bronze croaker platform waving her sleeves, as soft as floating clouds.

In this elegance and elegance, there is such a sense of madness, even if you take a look, you can ignite the blood in your heart, making people want to burn with her.

In his sharp eyes, such madness and persistence were like a ignited mobilizer, which could explode at any time.

Hysteria is not enough to describe her persistence.

Her stubborn temper without hitting the wall and not looking back is her best annotation; stepping on the snow field and stepping on the snow dust is the best portrayal of her emotions.

The suppressed anger and madness were condensed on the trembling sword light in the hands.

The suppressed breathing and heartbeat all turned into explosive power.

Zhang Huchen eliminated Oda Junichi's anger and madness. In this way, he could completely kill him in this dust.

You must first make it crazy before it can perish.

When Zhang Huchen killed the two Japanese, he was actually unintentionally inserted a willow, but he didn't expect that it would be more effective than selling his mouth ten times.

When he stepped forward, the Women's Street was actually doomed to fail.

The sudden interception tests the ability to adapt to changes. In fact, no wonder Junichi Oda. She is still in a thought that wants to gain fairness in the battle, and she knows too little about the despicable and shamelessness of the challenger. She believes in fairness and justice, even because of this persistence, she loses her life.

It's close, right in front of you!

Junichi Oda's original energy suddenly turned into an explosive force, from the compressed flat, into an explosive light.

It was like a comet impact, hitting Zhang Huchen's place.

Not everyone has to perform according to the original routine of the skills. Since Zhang Huchen and Sheng Long can both burst out the original energy and cause unparalleled damage in a specific period of time, Junichi Oda can do it too.

Seeing the light exploded, Zhang Huchen knew that the skills released by the enemy were more fierce and fierce than they imagined.

This is because of the explosive increase caused by emotions? Zhang Huchen didn't know what he should say, whether he was complaining or cursing, it was useless. The most important thing now is to fight this blow.

Zhang Huchen did not dodge, and it was too late to retreat in this kind of attack distance.

You can only resist, and you must withstand it.

The shield is tilted, and the steps are turned sideways in lunges, deviating from the enemy's attack direction.

I have a bronze shield of +4, I have the additional attributes in the basic fighting, I have more than seventy points of strength, and more than fifty points of physique, I must be, I must be!

Ha! Hey! Zhang Huchen slightly pulled his abdomen behind and then pushed the shield forward.

Facing the fierceness of the waves, it stands like a reef.

It is as rapid as rain hits lotus leaves, curved but not broken.

Like a waterfall rushing to a pond, like a rock falling from a high cliff.

On the Dwarf's chain armor shirt, Mars flashed randomly, and on the golden silk Zen Dou armor, the energy seemed to be cut off a layer. The defense gap on the shoulders torn the skin, tearing open a large gap, and blood flowed.

Zhang Huchen successfully took the most fierce attack from the frontal enemy. Of course, the hard straight effect caused by the impact will not be reduced.

However, Junichi Oda was not affected by the sudden outbreak at all, and he continued to slash the sword. The pleasure in his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Your grandfather thought that the man really took you V Huchen and sneered in his heart, using the additional attributes in the basic faith to calm down.

Calm down, remove the negative effects you suffer, and remove one at random. Now, the bleeding effect on Zhang Huchen's body is physical damage, and the hard straight effect is the negative state that affects movement.

So, when Junichi Oda's blade fell, what he saw was the enemy's numb and cruel eyes, and the hideous smell brought out from the grey teeth in the corner of his mouth.

This is unscientific, you should have caused an impact on my sacrificial skills!

There was no time to complain, Oda Junichi's blade blocked the shield, and the dagger stopped the sword that was falling into his lower abdomen, dodged and avoided it, fought, and entered a state of anxiety again.

Junichi Oda could not imagine that the ultimate move that brought him countless victories was like a breeze to the enemy, and did not achieve the expected effect.

I tried hard not to disturb myself, and my emotions became deeper. I held it for a long time and pounced on me again.

The slash is still powerful, and the advance and retreat are still floating like ghosts, as if they are not affected by the setback just now.

For Oda, the battle returned to a stalemate, while for Zhang Huchen, the battle has entered the node of counterattack.

Time has come, but this time, Zhang Huchen enriched his tactics, changed his rigid playing style, and prepared new surprises for Oda Junichi Oda.

The squirrel hanging on her body was always preparing to participate in the battle. However, just now, Oda suddenly released his ultimate move, which made Zhang Huchen feel a little embarrassed to resist. So, now Zhang Huchen looked at the enemy's confident look and looked so confident that he was so tired that he had to prepare some good materials for her.

When the enemy's long banana fell and the short croaker was stabbing out, Zhang Huchen asked the squirrel to rush to the front line of the battle. [See the novel material and go]

It was also a close-fitting weapon collision, and the squirrel suddenly emerged from behind the shield made Junichi Oda mess up.

It was as if I had opened the cardboard box and saw the cockroach below. The squirrel behind Zhang Huchen's shield achieved the same effect, and rushed towards Junichi Oda.

The squirrel, which usually shrinks its fist size, has now turned into the size of a human head after being transformed by the Song of Spirits, not even the fluffy long tail.

The sharp claws and sharp teeth are as fast as the wind, and they leaps like flying. The mature years of appearance brings great trouble to Junichi Oda.

Although everyone is a speed player, the strength of the squirrels suddenly burst out is not much worse. In addition, the squirrels have shields to leverage, while Oda, the squirrel can only rely on stepping on the ground to obtain support points.

As I said just now, there were many broken roots on the ground, as sharp as a cone. This sudden attack by the squirrel made Junichi Oda panic, and the distance after suddenly retreated was tilted by three fingers.

It is enough to just move away from three fingers.

Strictly speaking, the venue where the two of them fought cannot be considered wilderness, but farmland. Moreover, after harvesting in autumn, the remaining rhizomes are left by corn.

Thanks to the Japanese food ration system, it would be good to have enough coarse grains to fill their stomachs. Therefore, in the past, they had attracted some rice from the Songhua River. At the call of the five tribes, they were collected as military rations for the Japanese. Their own coarse grains and corn were all in front of them.

These coarse grains are used to make the weak elderly and children in winter to add to their stomachs.

When Zhang Huchen was a farmer family when he was a child, he stepped into the snow and felt something was pricked, so he measured the surrounding ground with his feet and knew the width of the ditch and the distance between the root tip.

The shape of the ridge ditch is trapezoidal, even after being harvested and trampled, the same is true. When farmers walk in the field, they always try to avoid stepping on young seedlings under their feet. This is a habit that has been developed over the years.

Keeping the trapezoid intact allows Oda to touch the ground less than a second in advance, causing her usual smooth movements to be somewhat deformed.

Zhang Huchen's shield was squeezed with great force, so the second step Oda Jun stepped on a sharp root.

The root stubble is as sharp as a pointed cone, which is definitely not a joke.

The bloated coat that he took off also includes the felt bumps that were wrapped around his feet. Junichi Oda is now wearing a pair of light-skin boots.

Lightness is its characteristic, comfort is its essence, but in such an environment, it is absolutely not considered equipment.

It should be noted that Junichi Oda's equipment and the equipment under his feet are just a pair of cloth shoes, with basically no defensiveness, and it depends entirely on his own physique to resist this sharp attack.

Because her foot was attacked, Jun Oda was distracted. It was because of the wrong foot that she was in great danger.

The squirrel crawling on her body exerted force together, ripped out her protection, revealing her white skin. In this dark night, it was as smooth as ivory, especially against the backdrop of her bloody mouth, which seemed so strong.

Zhang Huchen's short sword exposed the shield was only half a pierced, but the sharpness on the sharp edge was like the fangs of a ferocious beast. Just looking at it, it brought a hint of cruelty and coldness that penetrated into the bones.

The assault of the beast-turned skeleton became the last note that fell, stopping the melody of life.

The solidified wind and snow make the air as heavy as a mountain; the vast earth is not as cold as the punishment stage, but even colder; the dark night is the stage for the deceased souls to hiss; the thick green smoke is the curtain that falls in this performance.

The fierce impact without any sympathy, and the beast-turned skeleton failed several times. This time, it can be said that he saw the opportunity and hit it with one blow, which made Oda lose the opportunity to dodge.

Numbness, stiffness, surprise and anger in the expression remained on the surface of the skin, and it had already come to an abrupt end without turning into muscle movements.

The beautiful head was built for Zhang Huchen, and his face was filled with a little disbelief and confusion.

The distance between three fingers and the opportunity to step on the wrong foot with one foot will make a young woman lose her life.

A philosopher once said that a horseshoe was damaged by losing a nail, and then a war horse was broken, a knight was injured, and eventually the war was lost...

It's too early to be happy.

The man's head was cut off with a strange smile, and Zhang Huchen felt a hidden danger in the picture of the hemisphere.

It was as if the god of death was singing in his ear, the melody of mourning the dead; in the wind and snow, there were gentle calls.

It was the song of joy played in the over-death of death, and the prelude to the addition of Qing Zhuo Ren into this deadly world.

No, no, absolutely not!

Zhang Huchen shrank his crotch and lifted his anus, cheered up his energy, made his scalp and clear his mind. His calming emotions clearly felt the source of this murderous intent.
To be continued...