They were preparing to attack Xiaocheng and were mentally prepared to have a fight with Gongxi Qiu, but they never expected that the other party had the same intention. The two sides were about to collide without any warning!
Leader Wu Xian looked around and took into account the changes in everyone's expressions. He knew that the temporary team would be difficult to lead, but he did not expect it to be so difficult. The battle had not officially started yet, and people's hearts had begun to waver. The soap-shirted scribes saw the situation and acted accordingly.
Cough deliberately.
At this time, a military general came out of the queue.
The man laughed and said: "What kind of hatred is there between the father and the mother? I am willing to go and decapitate that man to boost the power of our army!"
This brave warrior has a great momentum.
Everyone took a closer look and realized that he was one of the six brave generals under the alliance leader Wu Xian. He was over thirty years old and at the age of a dragon and a tiger.
This man is as tall as a hill, with a leopard head and ape arms, a tiger's back and a bear's waist. He is two meters tall, and his muscles are as swollen and tight as a giant rock!
Although he looks strong and seems to have trouble breathing, he is a rare all-around player with both strength and speed.
His breath is long as he walks, his steps are light, and his sense of presence is strangely low. If he doesn't make a sound, few people will notice his existence. What is more terrifying than him is the war horse under his crotch!
Different from the light body of ordinary war horses, his war horse is more rugged than his painting style, with thick hooves and strong muscles. Ordinary war horses are particularly miniaturized next to it.
Shen Tang looked at the war horse and felt greedy.
Looking at the general's size, it's a shame to envy him.
When will she have such a body?
Looking down at the only snow-white mule motorcycle in the crowd of war horses, Shen Tang secretly expected that when she became brave enough, she would definitely have a majestic war horse with a height of 1.67 meters. Wearing a horse armor,
Galloping across the sand, coming and going like the wind!
Gu Chi: "..."
He looked at the flashy mule out of the corner of his eye——
Because Literary Scholars did not have a horse, Shen Tang asked Moto to be a mule instead. He also gave Moto a set of horse armor that barely fit, combed his mane neatly, and made it into a cute braid. In addition, Moto's own
The reins and crisp bells make the motorcycle stand out among the horses.
Stand out from the crowd...
Ah no, the "mules" stand in the "horse" group!
He also had an indescribable premonition.
It seems that Shen Lang's wish will not be so smooth.
On one side, Qi Shan whispered to Shen Tang.
"The brave warrior's surname is Zhao, his given name is Feng, and his courtesy name is Dayi. He is one of the brave generals under the leadership of Wu Xian. It is said that among the six brave generals, the weakest one is also the tenth-level left concubine. Zhao Feng once killed hundreds of fierce bandits with his bare hands.
, and he is also an extremely ruthless character.”
Shen Tang also lowered his voice and asked him (gossip).
"How do you know so clearly?"
Praying for kindness is too dedicated.
I have learned all this information clearly.
Unexpectedly, Qi Shan said: "This Zhao Feng is an elite carefully trained by a certain previous lord. Back then, he had the strength of the eleventh-level right concubine. Now I don't know if he has made a breakthrough..."
Shen Tang: "..."
If so - Zhao Feng should have followed the soap-shirted scribe to seek refuge with Wu Xian? Good guy, Qishan has enemies all over the place!
Shen Tang teased him: "A brave warrior who is at least the eleventh right concubine becomes an enemy, but Yuan Liang is not afraid at all?"
Qi Shan: "That lord was not a good person behind his back."
Shen Tang asked: "So?"
Qishan said leisurely: "I can indirectly avenge Zhao Feng."
From a standpoint, they are not enemies.
"Suppose Zhao Feng wants to fight for Shan..." Qi Shan's tone became mean, "Wu Lang is brave, and Zhao Feng and others can't get close to him."
Shen Tang: "..."
Gan!
Listen!
Other people's counselors are more considerate than little angels, but her counselors want to add debuffs to her to kill her? Shen Tang is disappointed with this world full of malice.
Doesn't she deserve a normal and harmless counselor?
Shen Tang said quietly: "Is this appropriate?"
Qishan said: "If your literary heart does not die, your courage and courage will never die."
So is there anything wrong with what he said?
Nothing wrong with it.
Shen Tang: “……(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻”
Does anyone remember that she was also a literary scholar?
Now she not only envied other people's horses, but also began to envy other people's literary minds and warriors' bravery. Looking at ancient times and modern times, I am afraid that she will never find a more humble lord than her.
Shen Tang ate the lemon silently.
The sourness won’t slip away.
When Leader Wu Xian saw his generals coming out, he said with satisfaction: "You are brave and righteous, you can give it a try. I wish you good military luck!"
Zhao Feng clasped his fists, his energy sinking into his Dantian. The sound spread instantly throughout the army, and he said sonorously and forcefully: "We must triumph!"
After saying this, he showed his right hand.
A red light flashed and turned into a copper mace.
This copper mace is not simple. It is surrounded by the aura of blood. It has four edges. The mace is engraved with ferocious ghost patterns. The handle has sharp spikes that look like sharp claws. It is four feet and two inches long and weighs about one hundred and twenty kilograms. Even though we are far apart, we can still feel the evil spirit hitting our faces.
Zhao Feng shouted: "I'm leaving!"
After saying that, the war horse neighed and he charged out of the battle with his copper mace.
Even though this war horse was born very immobile, when it ran, it seemed to be chasing the wind and clouds, almost chasing a red shadow. The soldiers beat the drums, and the next moment they saw someone from the enemy coming out.
Zhao Feng shouted: "Okay! You've come just in time! Take your life!"
"Thieves don't have to be so arrogant!"
The general killed was not Gong Xichou.
Gong Xiqiu himself was still sitting on his horse watching the battle.
The deputy general looked worried. Just by looking at the halo of martial energy raised by the brave warrior, he knew that he was not a kind person. After all, it was the first battle, and it was the first battle that was caught off guard. The morale of the army has not been adjusted yet. If they lose, the morale will be affected. It will be very big.
I really didn't expect that the most powerful person in such a large Xiaocheng City was Captain Yang, and that the rabble who came to join in the fun could be so skilled.
"Major General, the traitor seems to be difficult to deal with."
Gong Xiqiu said quietly: "Is there any? I don't think so."
Subordinate officer: "..."
Whether it's tricky or not depends on who you're comparing it to.
Compared with his own major general, he is indeed here to show military merit.
As he was talking, there was a sound of bombing in the distance in front of him. It turned out that two people were sprinting. Two equally violent martial auras collided. The smoke and dust raised annihilated the two figures. Only the densely lit martial aura light showed that With the intensity of the fighting situation.
On the Alliance side, someone watched for a while.
Asked: "Is this Gongxi Qiu?"
Another person said: "It's hard to live up to its reputation."
Shen Tang almost rolled his eyes after hearing this.
The people are distracted and it is difficult to lead the team.
But the average IQ per capita is too low, so it can’t be brought up.
If Gong Xiqiu only has this strength, the rebels will be defeated!
After fighting for several rounds, Zhao Feng had warmed up enough and became excited: "Send your name, I won't kill the unknown!"
"Of course it's your grandpa!"
"The thief is looking for death!"
The mace in his hand was so heavy that ordinary people couldn't hold it, but in his hand it was as light as a feather.
Each blow is heavier than the last! This is his unique skill. Every blow will accumulate a part of his martial energy!
The final blow can even penetrate a city wall several feet thick!
