Chapter 198 Border Yaoye
Border, outside the ring city.
Cannon pits were exploded on the ground, smoke was rising, the bodies of soldiers were lying on the ground, and blood seeped into the dark soil.
The eldest princess Yaoye, dressed in blue and wearing a large blue cloak, leaned over and grabbed a handful of hot soil, and crimson blood overflowed from her fingers.
Since the fall of the Mu family, the war on the border of the Jiama Empire has become increasingly dangerous. Next to the eldest princess Yaoye is Nalan Su, the head of the Nalan family.
Jia Xingtian wants to stay in the imperial capital and cannot come to the front line.
As for the agreement with Gu He, the Nalan family sent Nalan Jie there, and Nalan Su accompanied Yao Ye to the front line.
Yaoye, who was dressed in military uniform, looked extremely ugly.
"Your Highness, we"
"We must recapture the ringed city, otherwise, this will be the biggest joke in the history of our Jiama Empire."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
War is always the most cruel, even in a place like Douqi Continent, crunch! Click!
Yao Ye stepped on the dead bones and saw endless white bones, piled up like a mountain, with many empty eye holes in their heads staring straight at him, as if crying out about their miserable experiences.
Human life is like a piece of grass!
Yao Ye’s pretty snow-white face was covered with frost. She remained silent and subconsciously clenched her palms. The cruel side of the world was bloody and displayed in front of her.
Nalan Su, dressed in black armor, was also silent.
High-ranking and powerful people have a certain tacit understanding and will not take action easily. Therefore, most soldiers at the bottom still use fire blunderbuss.
Rumble, the two sides are still fighting hand to hand in the distance, artillery and crossbow arrows continue to explode in the camps of both sides, the shock waves and broken iron fragments generated by the explosion of the artillery shells are fatal to ordinary soldiers.
The victory of any war has countless lives behind it.
These human lives and these numbers may be difficult to intuitively feel when written on a battle report, but when you experience it personally on the battlefield, you can feel how cruel war is.
Although the snake people have more masters, they completely lag behind the Gama Empire in terms of weapons and muskets.
Nalan Su's nephew Nalan Feng, leading the heavy cavalry, rushed towards the flank of the Snake Man army.
Since ancient times, heroes have emerged in troubled times. Therefore, after the fall of the Mu family, some outsiders of the Nalan family volunteered to come to the front line in order to gain military merit and enhance the family's status. Nalan Feng was one of them.
He is thirty-six years old and has the strength of an eight-star fighting master.
This talent is not too good but it is definitely not bad, at least it is not too bad in the Jiama Empire.
Mobas, the general of the snake people, realized the approach of the cavalry, sneered and waved his hand.
At this time, a group of snake warriors holding giant swords met Nalan Feng's troops.
This giant sword army of the snake people was only recently cultivated.
The giant knives in their hands weigh more than eighty kilograms and are made of fine iron. They are not allowed to be held by non-first-class warriors.
It is because the snake warriors are born with great strength that they can wield the giant sword.
This warrior holding a giant sword is a master of the fighting master level. Under the giant sword, men and horses were shattered, and he was specially designed to defeat the heavy cavalry of the Gama Empire.
(In the Garma Empire, if the average strength of the soldiers is to have a fighting master, it is a very powerful force.)
Following Mobas’s order, the giant sword army of about a thousand people , launched an attack on the heavy cavalry led by Nalan Feng. Nalan Feng had no intention of being timid. He roared angrily and took the lead. His brown pupils were replaced by blood red, and blue veins popped out on his face. He became less like a human and more like a beast that had lost its mind.
Gu Fengchen is practicing swordsmanship at the moment.
He learned this swordsmanship from the Red Plum Sword.
The divine weapon has a spirit, and this divine weapon also brought Gu Fengchen a brand new swordsmanship, Gua Shou.
"Swordsmanship, Gua Shou."
Closing his eyes, Gu Fengchen fully understood the sword moves given to him by the Red Plum Sword, and then turned them into a sword move that kept reciprocating.
He could feel subtle changes in his body, but he couldn't tell.
He could feel that he had gained a hint of meaning through the Red Plum Sword. To be more precise, it was the meaning of the sword!
Most of the things like "meaning" can only be accessed at the level above Douzong. As a peak Douhuang, Jia Xingtian has a little exposure to some of them.
This so-called intention determines the weapon the fighter intends to use in the future, or more accurately, the path he will take.
Those who are good at the sword understand the meaning of the sword; those who are good at the sword understand the meaning of the sword; those who are good at the boxing understand the meaning of the fist.
Now, although Gu Fengchen has learned Gua Shou swordsmanship through part of the remnant soul of this sword, if he wants to use it skillfully in actual combat, he still needs to practice for a long time.
A very simple example.
This battle memory is like directly inserting the sword skills into four pieces in one second, the operating methods of the wine barrel geometry barrel (the principle of the skill) all into your mind, can you remember the wine barrel geometry barrel? Every operation detail (skill release process), but to show off the operation (skills are released in seconds during battle), without a lot of man-machine training (move practice), in a real game, you will only feed your opponent
So, only a lot of practice can master the skills skillfully.
Gu Fengchen didn't think he was a genius, so he took advantage of this opportunity to practice the hexagram feelings he had absorbed.
On the other side, there are mountains in the ten directions in the southern region of Zhongzhou.
This is the territory of Warcraft. The sky is blue and clear, with no clouds, giving people a sense of loneliness in the vastness of the world.
It was late at night, and a woman was sitting cross-legged under a crooked pine tree, practicing with her legs crossed.
The hem of her skirt was layered and trailing on the ground, and her black hair was scattered randomly, waving in the wind.
The whole person is ethereal, like the reincarnation of an immortal.
Her facial features are as clear as engraved, she is dressed in white, she is unrestrained and unrestrained, and she is captivating.
Bare feet, a pair of jade feet, free from dust, the cold moonlight shines on her body, covering her with a hazy gauze.
She is wearing a feather coat, has a plump figure, and is absolutely beautiful.
Especially that ethereal aura, which cannot be described as beautiful.
To overwhelm all the beauties and irritate the emperor, can completely describe today’s women.
This woman is Xuanniao Ah Qing.
(End of this chapter)