When the war horses bathed in the river dissipated, the surface of the river was completely frozen.
Both sides of the Miaojiang River were silent, with only the sound of wind and rain remaining in their ears. Those who witnessed the scene were so shocked that they were speechless for a long time.
Most of the soldiers in the two armies were ordinary people. Natural disasters and man-made disasters were interspersed in their not-so-long lives, among which natural disasters were the most terrible. They never thought that a river that caused floods every now and then could be frozen by the combined efforts of others.
"With God's blessing, God's destiny will return!"
At this time, a soldier under Wu Xian's tent raised his arms and roared, with just eight words, as if he wanted to vent all the pent-up anger in his chest. The soldiers around him seemed to be waking up from a dream. At first, they only responded in twos and threes, but soon spread like a plague to
The whole army.
"With God's blessing, God's destiny will return!"
"With God's blessing, God's destiny will return!"
"With God's blessing, God's destiny will return!"
This slogan rushed to the other side like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and the high morale gathered into a cloud above the head, and the momentum was overwhelming.
There is a vague appearance of swallowing thousands of miles.
The soldiers on the other side were shocked by this operation, and now they were even more frightened. But before the panic really spread, a vast and majestic aura came, powerfully sweeping away the haze in their hearts. After the soldiers regained their composure, they looked under the rain curtain.
On the frozen river surface, the previous awe was completely gone, replaced by the condescension and disdain of the strong towards the weak.
Zhao Fengqi glanced at his old friend.
The latter was smiling and waving the knife fan in his hand.
When other people, in order to save their literary or military energy, wear raincoats and bamboo hats, or simply get wet in the rain, my friend uses his literary spirit as a barrier to block the rain and avoid getting wet. In my own words, my family is poor and I am poor.
He is short of money and doesn't have many good clothes at home. He will feel distressed if they are torn by the rain. He can mend them when his literary spirit is used up, but he has no money to buy the clothes if they are torn.
Zhao Feng: "..."
He almost believed this guy's lies.
The old friend noticed Zhao Feng's gaze, turned his head and looked over with a smile, and asked him: "Why are you looking at us like this?"
"...What you did just now is really not like your temper."
After the Miaojiang River was successfully frozen, an old friend tapped the guard next to Zhao Feng with a knife fan to signal him to come over. This led to the man shouting at the top of his voice, "With God's blessing, you will return by destiny."
Zhao Feng thought this move was too high-profile.
My old friend always slaps him down when he opens his mouth.
He joked: "Why, your people can't be used?"
Zhao Feng choked at these words, and he, who had always been strict and upright, showed a bit of helplessness and said: "Aren't you worried that Leader Huang will have some ideas? The rafters who are in the forefront will die first..."
However, the old friend smiled nonchalantly and said: "Old Zhao, you are not happy to say that you are a reckless man. Look at this juncture. What difference does it make if we don't stand out here?"
In the past, it was necessary to hide one's strength and hide one's cards, but Zheng Qiao has personally conquered this point. If he can fight to the other side in one go, or even capture Zheng Qiao alive, this dragon-slaying game that has taken many years will be completely over. It is the end, and it is also another beginning.
At times like this, it's natural to be as strong as you want.
Zhao Feng felt worried: "Oh, but my lord..."
He was worried that his master would become increasingly unkind to his old friend.
The old friend looked calm and composed, waving the knife and fan lightly in his hand, without a trace of emotion in his eyes: "Dayi, there is no need to think too much, people need fate. When fate comes, they will gather, and when fate goes, they will disperse, just adapt to the circumstances.
, the troubles will go away. Yes or no?"
He and Wu Xian really have no connection.
When Zhao Feng heard what he said, he knew that his old friend had decided to leave. For a while, he also felt a bit complaining about his master Wu Xian. He also thought of his old friend's appreciation for Shen Jun, and sincerely hoped that there would be a good outcome. But now
It's too early to talk about this. The most important thing right now is the enemy on the other side. Only by overthrowing the tyrant Zheng Qiao and no longer having any worries can we have a chance to talk about the future.
At this time, Zheng Qiao sat on the throne.
He leaned on his back and ignored the morale and slogans of the coalition forces. He just looked at the people in the tent and said: "Who dares to fight?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone understood that Zheng Qiao was preparing to fight against the general.
"Master, this is too embarrassing for them."
The person who spoke was the sixteenth-level great master, Qi Cang.
His words were recognized by many generals.
Indeed, it is too shameful for the people on the other side. We don’t need any morale boost, and we can still beat the other side to pieces. Choosing a general to fight means that we are cautious. Qi Cang cupped his fists and said: "When the last general takes action, we will capture Huang Lie."
.”
Zheng Qiao said: "I just want to see it."
There is no reason, I just want to watch it.
There is no beauty in one-sided killing.
Qi Cang showed a bloodthirsty sneer and said: "It is rare for the king to be so elegant, so naturally he cannot disappoint the king."
He was about to take the lead and kill a few people to warm up. Unexpectedly, Zheng Qiao disagreed. Instead, he raised his hand and ordered an experienced military commander. This military commander had brownish-yellow to dark skin, a tall and burly figure, and a slight overall appearance.
Different from ordinary people.
When he stood up, he looked like a mountain of meat.
The altitude is actually half a head higher than Qi Cang.
"The general will obey your orders!"
He took long steps in the air and leaped over the river. His body was huge and his tonnage was terrifying, but when he landed, he was as light as a feather. His hands turned into a ghost-faced axe. The axe's surface was as wide as two strong men.
It was as light as nothing in his hands.
when--
The ax hit his feet, and ice shards flew out of the ice.
He looked disdainfully at the densely packed ants on the other side, Dantian Luck, and shouted: "Who dares to come and die!"
The sound waves hit and the rain stopped for a moment.
The raindrops stuck in the air and turned into sharp weapons. Driven by the sonic boom, they turned into thousands of rain arrows and shot out at the coalition forces. Seeing that they were about to kill them, a general emerged from the coalition forces. The weapon's light blade could tear the sky and the earth apart.
The force of the attack hit back, and the rain arrow exploded.
The rain splashed and splashed on the ice.
The general who entered the battle belonged to Wu Xian's force, and was also one of the famous six generals under Wu Xian. He was ranked in the top three in terms of strength. He had just broken through the fifteenth level of junior high rank not long ago. He was in urgent need of a close battle of life and death.
Fight to stabilize the realm.
Seeing this, the old friend smiled at Zhao Feng and said, "Let's see."
The lord Wu Xian is not ready to hide his clumsiness anymore.
If the Dragon Slaying Bureau Alliance didn't have any real knowledge, how could they dare to come in front of Zheng Qiao and yell at him? Wu Xian's move made the alliance leader Huang Lie look at him with envy and said: "There are so many talented people in Commander Wu's account, and this must be the famous Six Heroic Generals."
one?"
"With the false reputation given by outsiders, how can Mr. Wu with his little wealth and background be as good as Leader Huang?" Wu Xian said modestly on the surface, but in fact, God only knows what he thinks.
Huang Lie said: "The governor of Wu is joking. No one in the world knows that Huang comes from a humble background, so he has no wealth to speak of."
The two chatted in a very harmonious atmosphere.
On the other side, Gu Ren looked helplessly at his sixth brother.
"Sixth brother, can you let us be brothers?"
Gu Ren originally wanted his brothers to fight, not because he was trying to show off, but because most of his brothers had a blood feud with Zheng Qiao. But as soon as he raised his hand, his sixth brother held him down. He dared to bet that his arm
It must be green.
The sixth brother let go of his hand after hearing this.
Gu Ren rubbed his arms and looked at the two generals who were confronting each other on the river. They were both very imposing, and judging by their auras, they should be about the same. Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Oh, we allies are really... saying no.
Well, it’s hard to say.”
He has always known that the strength of the coalition members is different, but Wu Xian and his ilk appear to be inconspicuous, and there are also fifteenth-level juniors and seniors under their tents. It is estimated that there are more than one. This makes the embarrassing and difficult situation in the early days of the Dragon Slaying Bureau appear.
Quite ridiculous.
This group of people are all hiding their clumsiness. Think about it, if one of Zheng Qiao's 16th-level senior officers is created, several 15th-level junior officers will be attacked and besieged. It is enough to damage other families.
If what is damaged is your own, shouldn't you feel bad?
His eyes were bitter: "Oh, I became a fool for nothing."
"There is also Mr. Shen."
The sixth brother patted his eldest brother on the shoulder to comfort him.
My eldest brother is not the only one who has done his best and turned into a fool. Wasn't Shen Youli from Longwu County also kept in the dark? The difference is that Shen Youli is a hot-blooded young man, and his eldest brother has seen everything in the world and was fooled.
Together. It sounds even stupider.
Gu Ren looked at his sixth brother with a faint look.
The other person's comfort was quite novel.
Shaochong, on the other hand, didn't care at all what the two sworn brothers said, and watched the fierce battles in the field with great interest. Martial energy collided with martial qi, weapons clashed with weapons, and bodies competed with bodies. Accompanied by the splashing of ice and frost, it was very interesting to watch.
Dazzled.
On the throne, Zheng Qiao admired everything below.
His fingers clicked rhythmically on the table, while he hummed an unfamiliar tune that sometimes rose and fell, sometimes soothed, and shook his head.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is in a good mood now.
clang--
The two generals retreated at the same time and released their respective martial totems. Zheng Qiao's general was a vigorous black panther, while the coalition general was three hyenas with sharp teeth and salivation. Although the three hyenas were smaller than the black panthers,
In a circle, the black panther showed a cautious attitude. The three hyenas' eyes were greedy and sinister, each staring at the weaknesses of the black panther, and they had a tacit understanding.
Above the ice, sword light flashed.
The blade of the sword turned into a rainbow and slashed towards the opponent.
The latter just resisted with the blade of his axe, and the harsh sound caused by the collision between the two shook the ice beneath his feet. However, the ice was too thick, and it did not take long for him to recover as before with the support of Yan Ling Wen Qi. The two generals instantly
Passed one hundred and ten strokes.
Three hyenas besieged the black panther, and the battle was inextricable.
Suddenly, the general under Wu Xian's tent gave a low shout, his eyes were wild, and three "selfs" appeared in front of everyone.
After some testing, he knew that the enemy would take the path of defeating all means with one force. Every time he took a hard move, his veins would pop out and his mouth would feel numb, so he would not confront the opponent head-on. He would give full play to his body skills, moves and speed.
How can the enemy general not know the advantage?
"Humph, you're looking for death!"
After saying this, Wu Xian's generals lost their weapons.
The opponent in front of him turned out to be just an afterimage.
He secretly thought something was wrong.
He jumped sideways to avoid it, and a dozens-foot-long light blade struck by a giant ax hit the river with a bang. The explosion was accompanied by flying ice slag, which obscured the surrounding vision. Before Zheng Qiao's generals landed, there were two hyenas.
Kill them from left to right.
He said disdainfully: "Just a beast!"
When one of the hyenas swung down its claws, it hit the face of the axe, making a metallic friction sound that made the eardrums itch.
The other hyena opened its bloody mouth, and the stench hit its face. But before it could bite the target, it was knocked away by a black shadow.
It turns out to be a black panther that escapes from a hyena.
The three hyenas gathered together again. The one in the middle was obviously injured. A blood mark extended from the back to the abdomen. If you look closely, you can still see the dense bones under the flesh and blood. But with the martial energy surging from the wound,
The speed visible to the naked eye began to close and recover. At this moment, the situation returned to its original state. At first glance, it seemed that no one could do anything to anyone.
but--
General Jiang looked at it for a while.
He stroked his white beard and said, "It's time to decide the winner."
When Kang Shi heard this, he turned his head in surprise.
Why didn't he see the clue?
"Who wins and who loses?"
General Jiang touched his mouth and said, "We."
He shook his head regretfully and said, "I'm going to lose."
Kang Shi was shocked: "...Why is that so?"
General Jiang glanced at Chu Jie, who was folding his arms and closing his eyes, and said: "Because of the warrior's intention, whether this thing exists or not is completely different. If it was Zhao Feng who just fought, our chances of winning are estimated
Can it be higher?"
The gap between the 14th-level right guard and the 15th-level junior master is not as huge as the gap between the 15th-level junior master and the 16th-level great master. Zhao Feng’s intention as a warrior is quite special, and he challenges people across ranks.
The odds of winning are higher than the one below.
As if to confirm what General Jiang said, the situation on the field turned one-sided in the blink of an eye. General Zheng Qiao suddenly burst out with an aura that was close to that of a sixteenth-level master. The light blade of martial energy he slashed instantly swallowed up three hyenas, and pressed his opponent to the ground.
It dragged for dozens of feet before stopping. Nearly half of the thickness of the ice layer was dragged away.
The ice particles mixed with blood have a strange beauty.
On the shore, Wu Xian, who was watching the battle, suddenly widened his eyes.
General Jiang smacked it.
"What a cruel person."
If the attack is heavier, Wu Xian will only have five of his six generals left. General Jiang sincerely hopes that Wu Xian can reduce his number. After all, if the enemy is weak, doesn't it mean that his own strength is strong?
Unfortunately, the general realized that his life was in danger and returned to the formation with his seriously injured body. The enemy refused to let him go easily and pursued him. However, the battlefield was too close to the river bank, and the most he could do was bring the enemy back.
Get a new wound.
The first game was lost.
The faces of the coalition forces were not very good. The defeated general looked ashamed and said: "I am defeated by the general, so please forgive me, my lord."
Wu Xian's facial muscles were a little stiff.
He didn't expect to lose the first game so easily.
Facing the strange looks from all his allies, he suppressed the emotions in his heart, raised his hand to help the general, and comforted him softly.
Victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. Who dares to say that he is invincible?
If you lose once, you lose, as long as you survive.
However, who will be sent in the second game?
They had a little bit of information about the enemy general, and they should be able to win if they sent one who could restrain themselves. However, they did not predict Zheng Qiao's operation. He directly called his own general back, and then sent out a completely unfamiliar general.
and--
Old General Jiang smacked his lips and said with envy and jealousy: "...he is a fifteenth-level junior high-ranking officer again. When did the brave warriors at this level become so worthless? When we were young, the fifteenth-level junior high-ranking officer was able to fight side by side.
Let’s go…”
Chu Jie said: "There is something fishy."
General Jiang nodded in agreement: "There must be something fishy."
o(^｀)o
Be sure to let Zheng Qiao eat her lunch on time.
PS: Regarding combat power, you don’t need to worry too much for the time being. The northwest of the mainland is an involution Shura field. If a brave warrior does not make progress, he may burp, so the overall quality of a brave warrior is the same as if he has activated the training acceleration buff.
Very strong.
The political situation in other continents is relatively stable, the environment is comfortable, but the strength is not that strong.
As for using the National Games Pile, if there is no war, it would be too late for the country's leader to be wary of the high-achieving masters, so they would not take the initiative to strengthen them. Secondly, it is really difficult to avoid a deficit in the National Games.
It is not easy for a general to accumulate military luck without war.
If Tangmei manages to gain a foothold in the melee this time (a melee in every sense of the word), the Northwest will basically be in the bag.
