Chapter 617 617: Ping Sibao County (Nineteen) [Request for monthly votes]
As the headless corpse fell, the world seemed to be silent for a moment, Qiu Cheng's pupils shrank in shock, and he smashed his fist against the wall.
A lot of anger.
“Hateful!”
“Really hateful!”
Everyone was silent, not daring to say anything.
Anything you say at this time will undoubtedly rub off on Qiu Cheng.
Winning or losing in a battle also depends on the situation.
Beheading in front of the battle is undoubtedly the most serious kind. One's own war drums are sluggish and morale is declining. When Qiu Cheng heard this, he was very angry. He strode towards the war drum and took the drumstick from the soldier's hand. Infuse the drumsticks and drum heads with literary spirit.
Dong dong dong dong——
A high-pitched and angry drum beat sounded.
Forcibly improve the declining morale by using literary spirit.
This trick really works.
Qiu Cheng held a drumstick, pointed at the high-spirited Lu Jue below, and said fiercely: "Who will behead this son for me?"
"The last general invites you to fight!"
"The last general asks for a fight!"
"The last general asks for a fight!"
After Qiu Cheng said this, three or four generals came out to ask for a fight.
The strength of these generals is impressive.
In the past, the lowest level was a captain who could guard the garrison of a county. Among them, some came for the Qiu family's reputation, some were impressed by Qiu Cheng's sincerity and large sum of money, and some had a good relationship with him and agreed to follow him when he came forward to recruit them.
Judging from the lineup of military commanders...
This is something that can arouse Shen Tang's envy.
For a group of generals, their faces were not glorious when their own side was beheaded by an unknown soldier in front of the battle. Even if he doesn't care about his usual friendship, he still wants to keep Lu Jue just to wash away his shame. Qiu Cheng chose to be much more conservative this time.
Choose a burly middle-aged general.
"This battle will be left to you." Qiu Cheng said seriously.
The middle-aged military general's eyes were fierce and fierce, and he said loudly and forcefully, "The final general will definitely fulfill his mission. He will not only avenge the death of Pao Ze in battle, but also recover an interest from Thief Shen!" His younger brother led the troops not long ago. He attacked Beishang County and was beheaded.
The murderer is a young general in red and silver armor.
He searched around just now and found only one person with matching characteristics, but the person was too young and his martial spirit was so neatly restrained that he could not tell the specific level of martial courage. He was not sure that this person was the murderer, but he knew that the murderer was under Shen Tang's tent.
Anyone who works for Shen Tang is his enemy.
Qiu Cheng finally showed a happy face and stretched his brows.
"Okay, okay, I will hold a banquet and serve wine for you when you return in triumph." Qiu Cheng was very confident in the middle-aged general. It turned out that Lu Jue had already fought once, and his martial energy had been consumed a lot; secondly, his level was far inferior to others. At most ten moves will make his head fall to the ground!
“Thank you, my lord!”
The middle-aged military general accepted the order with clasped fists.
I saw him roaring into the sky, his voice was like a lion's roar, and the sound waves set off a strong wind, causing the flag to wave wildly.
He jumped off the city wall and didn't do anything fancy. Every time he took a step, the rising martial energy turned into armor parts in the corresponding parts. Not long after, he was possessed by a full set of martial arts armor, holding a halberd with a lion's head and dark patterns, and his aura was overwhelming.
He looked at Lu Jue with cold eyes.
Ask: "How do you want to die?"
He said a word lightly, but in Lu Jue's eyes, he saw a terrifying scene of a hundred-foot-long lion pressing down on the ground. The complete suppression of his momentum made him His heels subconsciously receded. But before his heels landed, his shoulders were stabilized by a firm force.
When I turned around, it was...
Um, no one. When Lu Jue came back to his senses, he realized that his temples were covered in sweat.
Shen Tang ran forward on her beloved motorcycle. The snow-white mule shook its head happily, grinning like a mean smile. One man and one mule, just right between the middle-aged general and Lu Jue. Lu Jue was sure that the power just now came from his lord, but the lord said: "Shou Sheng, retreat, this person is not something you can handle now..."
Shen Tang wanted to arrange those strengths Enemies who are almost the same can be used as whetstones for newcomers on her side. If a few newcomers can realize the exclusive [Warrior's Meaning] between life and death, the future will undoubtedly be brighter, and she does not want to grind the newcomers to pieces.
Therefore——
Go forward when you need to, and retreat when you need to retreat.
The greatest advantage of Lu Jue, or the staff under Shen Tang's tent, is that they listen to advice. Listen to others' advice, eat enough, and don't act rashly. The middle-aged general did not stop Lu Jue because he was confident in his own strength and because Shen Tang was also wearing red clothes and silver armor.
Xun Ding on the city wall: "..."
I have seen people looking for shit, but never seen people looking for death.
If you kill Lu Jue, you will win the second game.
This guy let Lu Jue go and replaced him with the most difficult bone for the opponent. What was he thinking? Do you really think that you are that tyrannical and unreasonable Gong Xiqiu? Without even looking, Xun Ding could already predict the fate of the middle-aged general.
However, people don’t think so.
He just scanned Shen Tang's dress with contempt.
Orthodox martial arts warriors pursue an exaggerated and muscular body, and burly and powerful muscles are the proof of strength. Shen Tang is undoubtedly a cripple in front of him. He was not tall, his shoulders were not broad, and his appearance was not manly.
Gu Chi, who was frowning and analyzing: "..."
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he almost laughed out loud on the spot. After enduring it again and again, I still couldn't suppress the curvature of the corners of my mouth.
Xun Zhen asked him: "Why are you laughing at the tide?"
Gu Chi replied: "Of course you are laughing at this person to seek death."
It has been a long time since I saw a talent who stepped on the thunder with such accuracy.
The middle-aged general didn't know this, so he glanced at Shen Tang with squinted eyes, and then said, "Nobody, who's your last name?"
Shen Tang opened his mouth and said, "Your ancestor."
The middle-aged general raised his thick eyebrows, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he rushed towards Shen Tang. However, he still suppressed his anger and sneered: "You are young, but your tone is not bad. Except for you, Who else is wearing red clothes and silver armor?"
Shen Tang was riding on the back of the motorcycle, tilting his head and thinking carefully.
Answer: "No, only one of your ancestors."
The middle-aged military general laughed angrily: "You are young, but you are not thin-skinned. You said that Shen Thief is wearing red clothes under his tent. You are the only general with silver armor. Could it be that you have beheaded a ninth-level and fifth-level doctor with your own hands? You are not afraid of Feng Da flashing your tongue."
Shen Tang heard something in the other party's words.
Smiling Yingying provoked: "No one believes the truth these days. Among the people I have killed, a ninth-level or fifth-level doctor is really not ranked high. Whose head are you referring to? Maybe he was born in a unique way. I still have some impression. Also, who are you scolding? Thief? If you don't ask for it, you are a thief. Only your master who kills people and steals food should be called an "Autumn Thief"! He was completely attracted by the second sentence and could not care about the last two sentences.
If this young general did not lie...
Is this person really the one who killed his brother?
No, impossible.
How could this person be so young?
But I heard Shen Tang smile and say: "I seem to have some impression of your face. What is your relationship with the ninth and fifth doctors who led troops to attack the granary in Beishang County that day? Is he your son? Your brother? Are you looking for me to reunite you this time?"
The wind at night is extremely cold.
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One bad news, one good news.
The bad news is that only half a chapter is left in the manuscript.
The good news is that I finally passed the gas and the hospital confinement meal was quite delicious.
Hey, I have been browsing various apps like crazy these past two days, but there is no medicine for babies to reduce fever. Even the fever-reducing patches are on pre-sale until the 15th of next month. It is expected that I will be discharged from the hospital on the 19th, but I feel more dangerous and bald with worry.
(End of this chapter)