"Thunder?"

Rumble--Rumble--

Explosions exploded from above their heads. Many soldiers heard the explosions and mistakenly thought it was thunder. Just when they were about to look up at the sky, a black shadow fell from the sky. Large and small gravels fell on the empty space.

, and some happened to hit the temporary tents.

The tent then collapsed.

The soldiers in the tent were unlucky. Some were smashed into pulp while they were still dreaming and could not even utter a scream. There were also some who were slightly luckier and were only maimed. The severe pain woke them up from their dreams.

, shrill screams came and went.

"Is it the Thief Star?"

Meteorites bombard the camp?

The soldiers who were attacked were thrown into disarray.

If it is really a thief star, then it is God's will to ruin their good deeds. How can there be a good end if they go against the will of heaven? Before the soldiers could shout out this speculation, a general stood up to scare the monkeys and shocked everyone with their iron-blooded tactics. The general was furious and lost his temper.

Dantian, use force to spread the voice throughout the radius: "Where is the thief star? It is clearly an enemy attack! Anyone who deceives the public with evil words will be killed without mercy!"

The enemy touched their heads and went wild!

The general quickly suppressed the situation and became furious.

Is this group of scouts all working for a living? And the guards patrolling the camp today are also useless. Several scout teams have mysteriously disappeared on the front line. It is obvious that they have encountered an accident, but they actually dare to slack off and let the enemy's hands come in!

waste!

The military general ordered people to go up the mountain to clean up the uninvited guests.

If he could be captured alive, he would peel daylilies, make flags out of human skin, and light sky lanterns with flesh fat to relieve his hatred! Tonight's enemy seemed to be deliberately confronting him, but as soon as he stabilized the situation, something unexpected happened. A large fire suddenly lit up outside the camp.

, the sound of horse hooves was deafening.

This army of soldiers and horses suddenly appeared without warning.

The horses neighed, and the enemy soldiers in the front row each rode a tall horse, wore heavy armor, and held spears and heavy shields. When they charged together, they seemed like a thick and moving wall. This wall could not only run and charge, but the wall also

Extending a foot-long spike.

The sharp spikes quietly emit a cold light under the moonlight.

"Reject the horse!"

The momentum of this night attack cavalry was like a rainbow, and their morale instantly gathered into a sharp barrier on the charge path. The barrier rushed straight towards the southwest Allied camp. The latter was caught off guard and scrambled to meet the enemy but could only watch.

The opponent used overwhelming momentum to break through two lines of defense, and barely blocked the third line of defense for a while, buying precious time.

With the buffer distance between the third and fourth lines of defense, the Allies finally set up a solid line of defense before they came.

The two soldiers fought, shouting to kill Zhentian.

A sword shadow flew out without any warning.

Yang Gong didn't use any fancy moves or superfluous movements. He concentrated all his strength on the blade and turned into a ball of light blue flames. Dragging the sword energy filled with endless killing intent, he slashed directly towards the enemy's shield wall. There was a click.

The shield wall cracks.

The sound of laughter spreads along with the sound waves.

"Hahahaha, you bastards, your Grandpa Yang is back!" With this knife, he completely cut off the decadence and depression of the past ten years, and returned with all his energy. Yang Gong has never felt that his body is so light.

His arms are so strong, and the knife in his hand is so sharp. He has only one thought in his mind at the moment - he needs more heads to sharpen the knife!

"Old man, you think so too?"

The knife in his hand seemed to be responding to Yang Gong's words. The blade buzzed, and the joy spread throughout his body along his limbs and bones. The extreme joy made his whole body muscles tremble. His eyes were covered with scarlet fighting spirit, and his ears could only absorb the continuous flow.

Absolute screams of death.

"Arrogant!"

A figure shot out from the Allied Forces and rushed straight to Yang Gong's head.

He noticed at a glance that there were no powerful warriors in the night attack, and there was only one man, Yang Gong, who was one level lower than himself. Such a loser, with such a small number of people, actually had the courage to come and cause trouble for him.

?court death!

Zheng——

The expected beheading did not happen.

Not only was he unable to take down the enemy general's head among the thousands of troops, but he was shaken backwards by the huge force of the sword energy. His boots dragged two ravines on the ground before he could stop. Without any care, the scale armor guard

The tiger's mouth wrapped in the hand is torn and painful, and the martial energy in the meridians is disordered.

The harsh metal collision sound almost made the eardrum explode.

The Allied generals were in turmoil.

Even though he underestimated the enemy, he had accumulated 70% of his strength in that attack just now. Not only was he blocked by Yang Gong, but he also suffered a hidden loss at the opponent's hands. This result was far beyond expectations!

Mr. Yang didn't give him a chance to be shocked.

Take advantage of people's illness and kill them.

The emotions of shock and surprise are left to be slowly expressed in the Palace of Hell!

Yang Gong took the lead, shouted loudly, and dragged the giant sword shadow towards the allied generals. Despite his second training, his martial arts level has not returned to the previous level, but his state of mind has improved a lot over the years.

Half of it can easily display strength far beyond its surface level. If the enemy is careless, they will only become the dead souls of his sword. He cut it down with one sword: "The first one!"

"Tsk, what a pity."

The knife was crooked and half of the shoulder was cut off.

Blood spurted out from the wound, covering half of Yang Gong's face.

"One more knife!"

With one strike from you and one strike from me, what enemy can't be killed?

The biggest gain of Mr. Yang over the years is that his character has become more and more calm. He is sometimes patient enough to wear down his enemies to death, and sometimes patiently waits for the right opportunity to kill him with one strike! When he sees blood, Mr. Yang's momentum is like a huge wave rising from the ground, with an intimidating force.

A suffocating sense of oppression. On the other hand, this general from the Allied Forces was hanging on by a thread. Fighting for his injuries, he narrowly missed death several times, leaving several scars on his body.

Suddenly, Yang Gong's eyes lit up.

The Allied generals' hearts sank.

The strong breath of death crept up his neck.

His premonition only half came true.

The half-right part was that the invitation from the King of Hell had indeed been pasted on his forehead. The half-wrong part was that it was not Mr. Yang’s knife that took his life, but the blow that penetrated his heart from behind. Before his consciousness dissipated, he looked out of the corner of his eye.

What sticks out from the chest is a hammer with a sharp tip and a handle as thick as an adult's arm!

The hammer head smashed through the lower half of his left chest, leaving a ventilation hole. The dark wind from the underworld blew through this hole, blowing at his soul and taking away all the warmth from his limbs...

He was dumbfounded and died in a daze.

Yang Gong was furious and wanted to cut the attacker in half with a knife.

He yelled angrily: "You are the one who suffered a thousand cuts, are you doing human affairs?"

After several rounds of fighting, we were only one knife away from ending the fight, but suddenly Cheng Yaojin jumped out to pick peaches in the middle?

Why didn't he know that Wu Zhaode was so thick-skinned?

Do you still have any martial ethics?

Wu Xian almost didn't recognize that the person in front of him was Mr. Yang, but that didn't stop him from feeling the anger bursting out of him.

He said sarcastically: "Haha, yes -"

The apology was interrupted by the enemy generals who came to support him, and Wu Xian quickly said: "The heads are here, I will pay you one!"

After all, he served as Duke of Lu for two years.

Before Wu Xian "traveled around Kang with his family", he also attended court meetings for a period of time. Not many times, but it was enough for him to feel the culture of Kang King's court. Civil servants were full of overtime and overtime, and military generals were full of heads and heads. It was so evil that

Wu Xian doubts life. He is also a brave warrior. Why doesn't he think there is anything good in killing people? He has to sharpen his sword after killing too many people.

I once lamented that Shen Youli has great brainwashing skills.

Only later did I know that Kang Guo’s national destiny was really good.

The amount of national fortune given to the six ministries was more than that of Gao Guo in one year, let alone the military generals with great military achievements. Wu Xian couldn't even imagine what a huge astronomical figure it was. Shen Youli was not only given out, but also paid in full. The generals earned national fortune.

, how can anyone go into battle to kill more enemies?

An enemy general's head is really expensive.

The heads Wu Xian got from his sneak attack were those of a mid- to high-ranking general, and were even worth a year's national salary for a leisurely prince.

In the blink of an eye, he settled the account.

Afraid that Duke Yang would stab himself before killing the enemy, Wu Xian slipped and knelt on the spot - as a mascot, he, a first-level Duke of Lu, had no real power and could only receive a fixed salary, a consolation prize from Shen Tang at the end of the year, and no other national fortunes.

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To be continued...