"The old men across the street are pretending to be big-tailed wolves here.
I'm not afraid of your grandpa. If you have any sense, retreat immediately. Otherwise, when grandpa beats the shit out of you, it won't be good.
Our master has said that only three things can happen, and this is the second time I have said it. The third time, grandpa, I will do it with a real gun and a real sword."
Li Kui closed his eyes and said, "Fuck you, sir. Prepare to charge. If I don't tear off his head and kick it with a ball today, I won't be called Li Kui."
The general behind him was naturally obedient. With a wave of his arm, everyone was ready to go.
"Hey, hey, look, are they coming? The kids are ready, fuck them,
You have to work harder for me later and don't let them see the flaw, otherwise we will be the ones who are embarrassed."
"Boss, don't worry. Brothers are very confident. There will be absolutely no problems."
"Okay, hahahahaha." He was so excited that he stared at the people in front of him eagerly.
As the charge horn sounded: "Charge."
The soldiers from the two sides were fighting together. Qin Ziyue looked ahead coldly, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes. Even with this, the soldiers cooperated with him.
"Your Majesty, you see they are playing dirty tricks." Someone with a keen eye noticed it immediately.
Even some soldiers were rolling on the ground in pain before they even got close.
The number of soldiers on the opposite side is not too much to say that one can fight ten. There are only a few hundred people, but no one is afraid when dealing with tens of thousands of people.
Think about it carefully, this is wrong: "There is a trap."
"Made." Li Kui cursed.
"How's it going? Isn't your grandpa very powerful? Do you want to fight? Let me teach you, my grandson, a lesson today." As he said this, he gathered his knives and slashed at him.
It was as if he had endless power, which Li Kui couldn't resist.
What happened today? Why do I feel so weak?
"Hehe, you are the grandson who is also known as the ever-victorious general. Why don't you have the shame to take my grandfather's knife?" He swung it forward.
Following the opponent's trumpet order, the hundreds of people actually formed a formation. Although they were far apart, they were all surrounded.
It's not obvious up close, but once you look at it from a distance, it's very obvious.
"Your Majesty." Qin Ziyue had been watching here. Looking at this posture, he stood up directly with a gloomy face.
"Your Majesty, do we want to?" The speaker meant to release those demon soldiers.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, don't you want to see what tricks they are playing?" Jin Yi stood behind and kept observing.
He was also very curious about how Qin Shuai dared to shout at Qin Ziyue just because he had tens of thousands of people.
Although his existence is equivalent to giving him a stepping stone, I don't know why, but I always feel that something is wrong.
"That's what they mean. Don't wait to see what they plan to do." Qin Ziyue was furious in his heart.
Tens of thousands of people can't fight against hundreds of people. It's ridiculous to say this. It's the most ridiculous thing in the world. They are really a bunch of useless things.
Qin Ziyue sat firmly on Mount Tai, and the people around him didn't dare to say anything they wanted to say, for fear of angering him, and then he would be thrown directly onto the battlefield with his sword without eyes and his life gone.
The soldiers here fell into an inexplicable panic. They felt short of breath, rapid heartbeat, and their strength was decreasing little by little.
They felt that they were unable to deal with hundreds of people, and gradually a kind of panic came into their hearts.