In the evening, the army set up camp, and Li Luo called Wuta in front of the central army's tent and asked, "Wuta, what weapons do you use well?"

Wu Ta Hanhan said, "I use an iron stick."

"Oh, have you found a joint deal?"

"Well, I'm going to go to the Western Prefecture to fight, so I'll find a blacksmith in the army to fight me."

"Okay, come and compete with me."

Wu Ta looked at Li Luo, scratched his head and said, "General, my iron rod is so sank. What should I do if I hurt you?"

Li Luoyi smiled and said, "If your iron rod can touch me, I will roast a leg of lamb for you tonight."

Wu Ta was happy and shook his head again and said, "The general doesn't have lamb legs to eat, so I can't eat them either."

"If you can beat me, you'll have a good meal tonight."

Wu Ta thought about it, nodded, and went back to the tent to take out his weapon. When Li Luo saw it, he was slightly shocked. The iron rod was dark all over, thicker than the baby's arm, about meter longer, and looked extremely heavy.

Li Luo's eyelids twitched slightly and asked, "How many pounds?"

Wu Ta said embarrassedly: "When I was shooting weapons, I always said to the blacksmith master to beat him up, and the master was afraid that he would be annoyed me. After all, I tried it, and it was eighty or ninety kilograms."

Li Luo smiled in surprise and ordered Ni Qing to bring a spear. Ni Qing looked at the weapons of Wu Tower, then Li Luo, the Adam's apple rolled, and whispered: "General."

Li Luo smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, you go and get it."

Ni Qing had no choice but to turn around and go to the military tent next to the Central Army's tent to take out a long spear, handed it to Li Luo, "General, this is found from the palace trunk. It is said that he was self-injured Shangku Mansion. The gun was named crazy and was 100 meters long. Because of its ominous name, it was thrown into the warehouse and has been useless. Before this departure, the emperor ordered us to bring some weapons to the general, and somehow his subordinates brought it with him. After looking at it, it might be that this crazy gun could resist Brother Wu's iron stick."

Li Luo took it and bought it a little heavy.

The blue and white gun body is made of. It is a bit transparent. There are fine lines inside the gun body, which seem to be cracks, but it is not. It seems to be there since the day of creation.

The tip of the gun is made of the same material as the gun body. The connection with the gun body is simple and round, without any trace. There is a blood block two feet below the tip of the gun to prevent blood from flowing down the gun body.

The end is held in fine sand patterns. It is not like a long spear in the army. At the end, there is no inverted blade at the end, only a strange snake pattern. The snake's tail is coiled around the tail of the gun. The snake's head seems to be a human head, blurred. He stretches out his arms and holds a round bead that looks like gold, not gold, and not jade.

Li Luo danced casually, except for a little heavy, everything else was good. The gun body was smooth and the air was almost silent. Li Luo secretly smacked his tongue. Even Da Gan craftsmen could shoot such a spear.

Li Luo waved his spear and said, "Ni Qing, don't let someone enter the Central Army's tent. Wuta, come."

Wuta nodded, and didn't hesitate, and smashed it down with one stick. Ni Qing said aloud, but he thought Wuta was disrespectful.

Li Luo did not dodge, raised his hands and held Wuta's long stick. The weapons intersected, making a muffled sound. Li Luo's body became shorter and had already blocked Wuta's long stick. Wuta was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Li Luo could block his stick seemingly extremely relaxed. In the past, there were not many people who could block his stick in the army.

Li Luo smiled and said, "Wuta, how much force is this?"

Wu Ta thought about it and replied, "General, you have almost five points of strength." Ni Qing rolled his eyes and secretly scolded Wu Ta for being careless.

Li Luo nodded and smiled, "You are born with divine power, and it's true that you are not bad. If I have all my strength, I can take up eight points of your strength at most."

Wu Ta looked at Li Luo with disbelief in his eyes. Even if Hu Cha Jingsu said that he had the courage to be unworthy of thousands of men, he could only take up seven points of his strength. Although both of them looked like young men in the aristocratic family, Li Luo looked even weaker.

Seeing Wuta looking up and down, Li Luo was not angry, and took back his spear and said, "Wuta, I've shot it, be careful." Seeing Wuta make a good posture, Li Luo smiled and said, "If there is a chance, it's okay for you to attack."

After saying that, he used his hands and the spear, like a raider coming out of water, rolled towards the Wu Tower. The Wu Tower was not doing well, and Ni Qing next to him was shocked.

Since Li Luo entered the army, he had never shown his martial arts skills in front of others. Even if the Muzhou cavalry provoked, Li Luo often laughed at it, or competed with them for riding skills, and never saw Li Luo practiced shooting skills. Unexpectedly, when a gun was used, even a master who had been immersed in gun skills for decades was just like this.

Guimai swept towards the Wu Tower like a storm. At first, Li Luo was still a little uncomfortable. As Guimai became more and more convenient, the gun became faster and faster. Gradually, he could only see the white light at the tip of the gun and not see the gun body. He could carry a long spear everywhere on his body, as if there was a shadow of the chanting of the Winter Cicada guarding the body.

Wu Ta opposite, he secretly complained in his heart. At the beginning, he was very self-sustaining and somewhat contemptuous, but after fighting, Wu Ta realized that he was very wrong.

The spear in Li Luo's hand never touched him head-on, and often left at once. However, every time he touched him, Wu Ta felt that the iron stick in his hand was sinking. Until now, the iron stick in Wu Ta's hand was getting heavier and heavier. This was better, but the feeling of being powerful and having nowhere to be used, so Wu Ta almost vomited blood. Every time he wanted to attack, he was about to let go, and the tip of the gun had already arrived in front of him. Wu Ta was so scared that he hurriedly took back the long stick and could only protect him. It was Li Luo's men who showed mercy. Otherwise, Wu Ta might have lie down long ago.

At the time of tea, Wuta saw sweat on his forehead and gasped slightly. Li Luo swung and took off the Wuta weapons, jumped back, and held the spear and said, "Wuta, how about it?"

Wu Ta took a breath and said, "General, I can't beat you."

Li Luo smiled slightly and said, "Wuta, from tomorrow, wave the iron rod in your hand, and then take it back at will. First use a smaller force, then slowly increase your strength, and adjust your breathing according to the internal skills you have learned. If you can receive and receive freely, I cannot defeat you easily."

"Well, Wuta, General Li's words are just right. Just follow what General Li said. In time, you will be able to become a weapon." Shen Xiangdong and Chu Ying'er walked out of their tents. Seeing Li Luo competing with Wuta, Shen Xiangdong couldn't help but praise him.

Li Luo turned around and smiled and said, "Mr. Shen, since he is here, you might as well try a few tricks with me."

Shen Xiangdong thought for a while and said, "General Li, a gun, is a strange way of change. He has always been regarded as the leader of hundreds of soldiers in the army. However, General Li didn't seem to have learned gun skills before. The gun skills in the martial arts world are divided into two schools. One school is the main one with a big opening and closing. This kind of gun skills is upright and very domineering after practicing it. Just like the Tangjiabao in Yinzhou in the north and the Zhanmen in Qinzhou, the gun skills are all dominated by domineering. Another school is known for its mystery. Although this kind of gun skills has opening and closing moves, all killer moves are hidden in it. This school is very similar.

Liuyun Sect in Fuzhou. However, real masters of gun use are both good at both. They are domineering and treacherous. But if they cannot understand them thoroughly, they will become a dog who can't become a dog. Although I don't know the source of General Li's spear skills, they have both good at both, and there are traces to be found in the transition. If General Li can hide the traces and shoot out the gun like an antelope hanging on the horns, and when the sky is running wild, I will not be the opponent of General Li." After a pause, Shen Xiangdong said: "General Li can see the shadow of sword technique in his long spear in his hand. When he sees the general's spear, he must know that the general's sword technique has entered the realm of great success."

Li Luo did not answer and smiled softly, "Mr. Chen's words are reasonable, Li Luo has recorded them."

"I wonder what the marksmanship the general is called?" Chu Ying'er asked.

"I thought of this shooting technique myself," Li Luo gently brushed over Guimai, not seeing the horror in the eyes of the four people in the field. His face was a little crazy, but more sad. He whispered: "Guilty, Guimai, was it because your friend was in the same mood as me back then that he called you to Guimai?" The spear in his hand seemed to be a little colder, and Li Luo then looked up and smiled, "This shooting technique is called hatred."

"Hate?" The few people looked at each other, wondering why Li Luo thought of this name.

After the Western Expedition Army entered Huluzhou, the weather turned cold and it became a little cold at night. There was no need to rest at noon. The marching speed was much faster than the previous two months. In addition, there were fewer people in Huluzhou, so the army did not have to bypass the crops in the fields. Although it was larger than the previous two states, the army did not take much time to pass through Huluzhou.

At the end of autumn and early winter, the army of the western expedition finally arrived at Shahu. Li Luo had sent people to contact Di Jie, the envoy of the western expedition. Di Jie's camp was stationed in Tianshui Prefecture, and the people who sent the message rode a thousand-mile horse. It took nearly a month to arrive day and night. At this time, it was probably just arrived.

When the army was stationed, Li Luo and the generals in the army rode their horses to a mountain. Looking far away, under the sunset, the earth was covered with a layer of golden color, dusk mist, and the mountains in the distance were rolling and rolling, with a scene of flat sand and white grass and yellow clouds.

In the Western Expedition Camp, soldiers were setting up camp tents, and the flags in the army were flying, looking like snakes flying, and the sound of the army was heard from afar, which was a bit desolate and majestic.

All the generals stood on the top of the mountain, and the wind blew by, and they all felt relaxed and happy as soon as they swept away the dust on their bodies.
Chapter completed!