Gong Shuwu is not in good condition at the moment.
He seems to be expressionless and murderous, but in fact his eyes are dull and suspicious of life - has he really been on the run for nearly half a year, instead of squatting in the mountains and forests for decades? Why can't he suddenly understand the current trend of scribes? Come up.
So wild?
Although there are thousands of civil and military speech spirits in the world, and everyone's speech habits are different. It can be said that thousands of people have different faces. However, speech spirits have been developed for two hundred years. Countless predecessors have summarized practical and feasible methods through their own experience and exploration.
routine.
These experience routines are the basic required courses.
For example, "Ten Basics for Literary Scholars" and the like, their popular translation is - "XX articles of literary mind, verbal spirit and spirit that scribes must master", "Teach you to quickly control your literary mind/military courage", "Words and spirit, from
"Beginner to Master", "Tips of Cultivation"...
A hundred flowers bloom with all kinds of experiences, but they remain true to their roots.
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Mingzhe protects himself】Must give it!
So——
Chu Wuhui, where is his [Mingzhe to protect oneself]???
If [Mingzhe protects oneself] is not given, then [Be prepared for danger in times of peace] and [Qutu Migration], which have protective functions, will do the trick!
What’s the result???
As soon as Mr. Chu came up, he said "Sink into fire, bring about your own destruction"! Wenqi was like two giant dragons seven or eight feet long, with black and white dragon scales, entangled and roaring, and crashed into the enemy's base camp as if they were dead. Each dragon scale was
With a terrifying and sinister atmosphere.
"Is there a second one?"
Zhai Huan's eyelids trembled fiercely.
Just relying on the size and power of the two literary dragons, he knew that secretly the scribe was also a tough nut to crack.
Before he could make a move, the ink-colored martial energy like burning flames attacked him head-on. It turned out that Zhai Le had transformed into a martial armor and held the bow string to the full moon with four fingers. After a slight trembling buzz, the arrow pierced the sky. The long dragon did not even cry out.
issued, shattered and scattered.
Zhai Le was surprised: "So fragile?"
Zhai Huan's heart tightened when he saw that the four prose spirits were falling like goose feathers and heavy snow instead of disappearing completely: "The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields!"
After the words fell, a slightly transparent black and white dome rose up around the camp, with countless text-like patterns hovering above it.
It will take at least three breaths of effort to completely close the dome.
Zhai Huanzheng was fortunate to have reacted quickly and quickly. Most of these "snowflakes" should... This thought has not yet fully emerged. The "snowflakes" touched the dome, created circles of water ripples, passed through the dome barrier, and continued without any hindrance.
Flowing down.
Zhai Huan: "..."
The soldiers passed through the fine wind and waves, and their sleepiness had long since disappeared. They hurriedly picked up their weapons and got ready to meet the enemy in small groups. They wanted to form a military formation, but there was no room for them to use it, so they set up a temporary camp.
It is occupied by tax vehicles.
It was not easy for the soldiers to gather together, let alone set up a formation to meet the enemy. Captain Yang was angry, angry and resentful. He did not expect the thief to be so bold. He even dared to attack the tax team he was responsible for escorting. He immediately used
Martial energy turns into martial armor.
He raised his gun and mounted his horse, shouting angrily: "Don't panic!"
This man's voice was like a thunderous voice, which spread throughout the entire camp. The soldiers instantly had a backbone, but they did not know that the real danger was approaching.
"Snowflakes" fall on the shoulders, the top of the hair, and the skin...
It melts when touched and penetrates into the human body.
Strong depression passes through the gaps in the soul and spreads to the limbs and bones. Fear, cowardice, fear of death, hesitation, mania... Some people even saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and blood relatives died tragically in extreme fear. There was even a lack of character.
Someone wants to kill himself with a knife.
The camp was in complete chaos.
The soldiers were as panicked as headless flies.
All this happened in just a few breaths.
Gong Shuwu: "..."
Suddenly I felt like he was a fake martial artist.
But after all, he was a veteran on the battlefield with rich combat experience, and his inner thoughts were numerous, but they did not affect the movements of his hands at all. With one shot of his longbow, he shot down dozens of arrows that came towards them.
Chu Yao's expression remained calm: "The position has been exposed."
Gong Shuwu: "..."
Suddenly I don't know how to respond.
There was so much movement just now, so it was a problem that the enemy didn't notice their position. At this moment, he wanted to rush forward and attack, but Chu Yao's actions made him somewhat panicked.
Chu Yao seemed to see the fleeting hesitation in his heart.
"I wish you good luck in martial arts!"
Gong Shuwu: "..."
Thank God!
Facts have proved that Chu Yao received an orthodox literary education. Even though Wenxin was deposed for many years, his solid basic skills and profound knowledge allowed him to make moves without any hindrance. The spiritual blessing he brought to Gong Shuwu was no less than him.
Any scribe I have ever come into contact with.
Except for insiders, who would believe that such a scribe, who was decisive and neat in his actions and able to speak his mind freely, had lived an extremely long and gloomy trough life, and today is the first time that he showed his literary heart, words and spirit after so many years?
A ten-foot-long three-edged sword appeared in Captain Yang's hand.
The handle of the knife is seven feet long, the wrist is thick, and it weighs eighty-eight pounds!
Captain Yang was seen slamming the long knife to the ground. The end of the knife's handle sank three inches deep into the cracked stone on the ground, with spider web-like cracks extending from the center to all directions. An aura invisible to the naked eye spread and stirred, and a majestic and murderous aura enveloped his head.
.
The soldiers trembled.
Some people woke up, but there were still some soldiers who were in a depressed mood, with fear on their faces, and wished they could throw away their armor. If there were cracks in the ground at this time, they would probably line up to fill them.
Captain Yang immediately beheaded a man.
"Those who retreat will be killed immediately!"
He showed his sincerity and managed to suppress the commotion.
However, this is just a drop in the bucket.
The soldiers had been traveling all day, and their physical strength was almost completely exhausted after the detour. Coupled with the harsh environmental conditions, neither mental nor physical strength had been fully recovered. It is optimistic to estimate that they can recover to 50%.
Zhai Huan, who resisted several sneak attacks one after another: "..."
He almost laughed in anger.
I have seen people who are hesitant, but I have never seen such ink stains.
Don't you know that the battlefield is changing rapidly, and a general's hesitation for a moment can lead to countless soldiers falling into a desperate situation? Why hesitate at this time? What do those soldiers who are weak in physical strength and mentally depressed do?
Directly transform your martial energy into soldiers to form a defense line against the enemy!
No matter how bad it is——
It's okay to transform into armor and send soldiers into battle...
Zhai Huan felt like he was a fool. Fortunately, his cousin was reliable and he directly used the Wu Daring Tiger Talisman. He saw the ink-colored light pillar rising into the sky and violently dashing away the "" that had not completely fallen.
snowflake",
Zhai Huan felt like he was a fool. Fortunately, his cousin was reliable and directly used the Martial Tiger Talisman. He saw the ink-colored light pillar rising into the sky and violently dashing away the "" that had not completely fallen.
