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After Barcelona conveyed the order to capture the three, they did not return to the central army, but raised their huge broadsword and rushed outside the military camp. He wanted to lead his troops to fight with the Qin soldiers.

After two consecutive defeats, the morale of the Roman army fell to the bottom.

As a veteran, Barcelona understands that now he can only lose a lot of defeat in large-scale combat. He thought of a way to solve the problem, duel.

In Rome, there were times when the two armies resolved local problems through duels. He didn't know if there was such a rule on the Qin side, so he could only try it out with a tough bullet.

"Call the translation." Barcelona shouted.

The general interpreter trotted out of the most hidden corner, stood beside Barcelona, ​​but looked at the Qin's position in the distance with uneasy eyes. He was frightened by the Qin's artillery.

"I want to fight, tell them, I want to fight." Barcelona roared angrily, waving the huge broadsword in his hand.

Tongyi nodded repeatedly, someone had already given him a white flag. He walked towards the Qin army tremblingly.

Wei Huo also saw this person walking between the battlefields of the two armies.

There is only one person, and it is easy to judge that this was sent by Rome to talk.

"The general of the Qin Dynasty ahead, don't use magic. I am the translator, come here to pass the message." The translator waved the white flag and said tremblingly.

When the soldiers of Daqin heard that he said the cannon was a magical magic, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"If you have anything to say, just say it's not our turn to play magic alone." Wei Huo said coldly. The reason why he did not explain the cannon was to follow the translation's mouth and said it was magic, because he realized that the second emperor Hu Hai did not want the cannon to be revealed.

"Our general has a suggestion that since they are all men, they should fight like men, and should not use magic. If there are men in Daqin and people who want to fight like men, they will agree to our Barcelona general's proposal and fight with him." Tongyi shouted with courage.

Wei Huo sneered at the corner of his mouth. These long-haired ghosts couldn't beat him, so they began to think one-on-one. They must have thought that my Daqin men were not as strong as theirs, and their strength was definitely not as strong as theirs.

"General, don't pay attention to them. Their general is a bird? In this case, they can only be beaten by us, and they have no right to speak. Our cannons have aimed at the military camp of this group of spear ghosts. As long as the general gives orders, a few volleys will blow them up." Zhao Xin heard the incredible words on the other side and immediately discussed with Wei Huo in a low voice.

Wei Huo nodded and said, "I, Daqin, the life of every soldier is more valuable than the entire military camp of the Spear Ghost. It is simply a dream to make a loss by relying on duels."

"The general is right, don't worry about them. I'll fire the fire now, and I'll hit him." Zhao Xin immediately turned around and was about to fire the fire.

Wei Huoyi stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhao Xin, and smiled and said, "That's it, but if none of our great Qin let them know how powerful we are, these spear ghosts will not easily admit defeat. I'll meet their Barcelona general."

Zhao Xin was about to dissuade him, but Wei Huo had already spoken to Tongyi: "Tell your Barcelona general, just a duel."

After hearing this, Tongzhi ran back immediately after hearing the general amnesty. He told Barcelona about the news.

After hearing this, Barcelona snorted coldly, carried a huge broadsword and walked towards the battlefield.

Zhao Xin was so anxious that he rubbed his hands. If Meng Hang and Upp were there, he could go up and fight with this Roman general. He had no confidence in Wei Huo. Zhao Xin had been studying at the Imperial College of the Qin Dynasty and had never seen Wei Huo take action at all.

Looking at Zhao Xin's anxious look, Wei Huo blinked and smiled, "Don't worry, I, the marquis, came here with one sword and one shot. Although that spear ghost is big, he can't help but fight."

After saying this, Wei Huo turned over and jumped off the horse. He reached out and raised his spear and walked towards Barcelona.

"Whether he knocked me down or I knocked him down, I will immediately bombard the Roman camp." Wei Huo left this sentence.

Zhao Xin looked at Wei Huo, nodded, and immediately adjusted the muzzle.

Barcelona arrived at the center of the battlefield earlier than Wei Huo. He looked at Wei Huo's not very strong body and was full of confidence.

"If this kind of yellow-skinned dwarf hadn't been relying on magic, I could have cut two of them with one sword." Barcelona's secret cursed in his heart.

Tongyi stood beside Barcelona, ​​looking like he was planning to run away at any time.

"Are you the general of Rome?" Wei Huo looked at Barcelona coldly. The general was very tall. When he saw that his broadsword was a power type.

Translate it immediately.

Barcelona nodded and said, "We have duel today, there is no bet. It's just that I, the Romans, compete with the Qin people, without magic."

Wei Huo shook his head and said, "You proposed the duel, so it will naturally be a little lucky. I have already decided on one side. If you lose, we will release the magic. By then, your camp will be a sea of ​​fire."

Barcelona's face turned green after hearing the translation. Although he was confident of winning, he was still worried and gave the translation a color, meaning that he would return to the camp to inform the soldiers of Rome quickly, retreat quickly, and avoid losses.

Tongzhi is also a smart person. He nodded and bowed to Wei Huo and was about to withdraw.

What kind of person is Wei Huo? He sneered and his body moved.

Barcelona's broadsword immediately swung, trying to block it.

Wei Huo's spear lightly pointed it on the ground and used force under his feet. The man flew directly over Barcelona's head like a big roc.

The spear stabbed with the situation. The general translation followed the army for many years and was also a good player. He didn't even dodge, and Wei Huo's spear penetrated the front and back of the chest.

Barcelona roared, and his subordinates were killed by the Qin man when they cut out the broad sword to block. This was an insult and he could not accept it.

In a roar, his sword waved again, causing a whirring sound of wind and chopped towards Wei Huo.

Wei Huo calmly dodged Barcelona's giant sword, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.

Only now did he realize that these tall and big spear ghosts had such simple skills to fight. People like them fought one-on-one, let alone themselves, even many generals in their army could beat him.

Seeing Barcelona's sword falling down again, Wei Huo suddenly took a step back and let the broad sword pass by him. The spear in his hand stabbed out like lightning.

The spear is very simple, without any moves, just stabbing. But the speed of the stabbing is too fast. The two shots Wei Huo stabbed almost turned into a shadow of one shot.

With two hissing sounds, Barcelona's wrist and shoulders were shot almost at the same time, and blood came out instantly.

Wei Huo kicked Barcelona to the ground, aimed the tip of the gun at Barcelona's throat, and sneered: "Your level can hit ten before I practice stabbing the gun."

Barcelona didn't know what Wei Huo was talking about. He knew that if he lost, he would release magic. When he thought that his soldiers were about to pieces under the flames of magic, he screamed in anxiety.

Wei Huo ignored him at all, put away his gun, turned around and left.

A roar came from the Qin position. Countless artillery shells drew arcs under the sky and flew towards the Roman camp.

Wei Huo took big steps and walked towards his own direction under the whistling shells.
Chapter completed!