Gong Shuwu is not in good condition at the moment.
His face seems expressionless and murderous, but in fact his eyes are dull and he doubts life - has he really been on the run for nearly half a year, instead of squatting in the mountains and forests for decades? Why does he suddenly not understand the current trend of scribes?
Was he so wild when he came up?
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. Through their own experience and exploration, countless predecessors have summarized practical and feasible methods through hard work.
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, speech 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 effects, will do the trick!
The results of it???
As soon as Mr. Chu came up, he said "Sink into fire and destroy yourself"! The sword pointed directly at the enemy's base camp, and he had no part in it!
Wenqi is like two giant dragons with a length of seven to eight feet, black and white dragon scales, intertwined and roaring, and crashed into the enemy's base camp as if they were dead. Each dragon scale carries a frightening sinister evil aura.
"Is there a second one?"
Zhai Huan's eyelids trembled fiercely.
Just based on the size and power of the two literary dragons, he knew that secretly the scribe was also a tough nut to crack.
Which force is behind this tax collection?
Dare you spend such a large amount of money?
Before he could make a move, the black 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 and said: "So fragile?"
Zhai Huan saw that the prose energy was falling like goose feathers and heavy snow instead of disappearing completely. His heart tightened and he took action without thinking.
"The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields!"
After the words fell, a slightly transparent black and white dome rose up from the camp, with countless text-like patterns hovering above it.
It will take at least three breaths to completely close the dome.
Zhai Huanzheng was fortunate to have reacted in time and acted quickly. Most of these "snowflakes" should... Before this thought fully emerged, the "snowflakes" touched the dome and caused ripples in the water.
The trend of falling is not reduced at all!
Zhai Huan: "..."
The soldiers were swept away by the strong wind, and their sleepiness had long since disappeared. They hurriedly picked up their weapons and prepared in groups to meet the enemy. They wanted to form a military formation, but there was no room for them to do so. The temporary camp was occupied.
Tax vehicles are full.
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 that the thief was 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 thunder, spreading throughout the 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, fear, cowardice, fear of death, hesitation, mania...
In extreme fear, seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, or the tragic death of a blood relative, and even those with a weak heart will kill themselves with a knife.
Screams were heard one after another, and the camp was completely in chaos.
The soldiers were as frightened as headless flies.
After a few breaths, the situation was completely out of control.
Gong Shuwu: "..."
Suddenly I felt like he was a fake martial artist.
But after all, he was a battlefield veteran with rich combat experience, and his inner thoughts were full of thoughts, but they did not affect the movements of his hands at all. With a long bow shot, he shot down all the arrows coming towards them.
Chu Yao's expression remained calm: "The position has been exposed."
He saw Zhai Le's archery skills for the first time on the battlefield.
This man lives up to Goro's praise. Even from such a long distance, he can target the enemy's vital points and block the retreat path just by using perception.
It's a pity that no matter how good it is, it doesn't come from your own home.
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!
Chu Yao used his actions to prove that he received an orthodox literary education. Even though Wenxin had been deposed for many years, his solid basic skills and profound knowledge made his moves less jerky, and his speaking skills were still strong.
Except for a few insiders, who would believe that this scribe, who was decisive and neat in his actions and fluent in his spiritual skills, had lived an extremely long and dark trough life, and today was the first time that he showed his literary heart and spiritual skills after many years of absence?
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!
He slammed the long knife to the ground, and the end of the knife's handle sank three inches deep into the cracked stone, with spider web-like cracks extending in all directions from the center. A majestic and murderous aura invisible to the naked eye spread out in all directions.
The soldiers trembled.
Some of them woke up, but some of the soldiers were still depressed, 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.
Yang Duwei was so angry that he immediately beheaded a man.
"Those who retreat will be killed immediately!"
Only by showing his sincerity could he suppress the commotion and stabilize the morale of the army.
However, this is only temporary.
The mountain road was difficult to travel and the environment was harsh. The soldiers had to walk for a whole day in the rain. Not only were their physical strength exhausted, but their spirits were also depressed and weak. Even if they wanted to kill the enemy, the objective conditions may not allow it.
Zhai Huan, who resisted several sneak attacks one after another: "..."
He almost laughed in anger.
Now is the time to hesitate?
Don’t you know what it means to have a rapidly changing battlefield?
The general hesitated for a moment, but it also delayed the lives of countless soldiers! At this time, he should make a decisive decision, or ignore the weak and mentally exhausted soldiers, directly transform his troops into force, and try to stabilize the position and build a defense before the enemy's main force appears.
Or just transform into armor and let the soldiers go into battle!
You should always choose the same thing.
He actually didn't choose any of them.
Zhai Huandeng felt as if he had fucked a dog.
Fortunately, my cousin was reliable and directly used the Wu Dan Tiger Talisman.
The ink-colored light beam seemed to penetrate the moon wheel, powerfully breaking away the "snowflakes" that had not completely fallen on the path, rising to the height of the dome barrier, and turning into dots of ink.
Three hundred and fifty in total, they shot at the nearest soldiers.
The ink dots turned into simple rattan armor, covering the vital points, and then weapons turned into their hands, whether they were spears, shields, or bows and arrows...
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
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It should have been modified.
PS: It’s simply outrageous. The last few paragraphs of martial energy rushed to the moon, penetrated the moon wheel, and then violently rushed away with a comma... It was also harmonized across the comma. How many things is this...