There is a wet person who has a good poem in his hand, saying: When the flowers bloom, they need to be broken, but don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches. Another wet person said: The red apricot branches are full of spring, so I can't pull them out from the wall!
What a great poem! What a great poem!
Huang Shiren, this bitch, picked a juncture when a war was imminent, and made Daji feel satisfied with her righteous words.
"Mom, if I die tomorrow, it won't be unfair!" Lao Huang comforted and sent Daji away obediently, and smiled at the tiger and wolf pass.
Not to mention how Daji tossed and turned all night when she returned, nor how Lao Huang stayed upright in bed all night long after having lusted after her. Let us also mention that at dawn the next day, the clouds opened in all directions, the tiger and wolf gates were closed, the war drums sounded three times, and the cannons fired three times. 300,000 merchant troops went into battle together. It was like a forest of battle flags, swords and spears without eyesight!
In front of the army formation, a group of generals emerged. Wen Taishi had golden helmets and golden armor, holding male and female whips, and a jade unicorn under his crotch. On the left was Jizhou Hou Suhu, on the right was Caozhou Hou Chongheihu, and behind him were dozens of generals. The words are arranged in a row, which is really majestic.
Wen heard that in front of the Grand Master, on a very handsome wooden cart, Huang Shiren and Daji were sitting side by side, chatting and laughing. Especially Na Daji, who spent the whole morning in order to encourage her brother, she dressed up like a fish and a goose. She saw that all the 300,000 merchant soldiers were so tough that they wanted to act like heroes in front of this beauty. Their morale was high and their sexual interest was high. !
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The merchant army here had just set up their formation, and over there the Tiger Wolf Pass gate was opened, and 70,000 to 80,000 rebels poured out. They formed a wild goose wing formation, and more than a dozen generals poured out. One of them, wearing a black helmet and armor, was about 10 years old. At the age of forty-five or six, he has big shoulders and round waist, a face as heavy as a jujube, a long beard and a floating chest, and holds a big sword, which is majestic.
"Uncle, that person is Yuan Futong!" Wen Zhong introduced hurriedly.
I¡¯ll wipe it! I was so scared that my anus tightened. I thought Mr. Guan was born early! Huang Shiren wiped his hands with cold sweat.
Although the rebels were small, they were still fierce. Yuan Futong led his generals straight to the front of the two armies and laughed loudly: "Hey! Wen Zhong, you escaped with your life in my hands last time, and you are here again today. Could it be that I don¡¯t want to live too long?¡±
After Wen Zhong heard this, he snorted coldly and said loudly: "Yuan Futong! You have been favored by the king for three generations. You don't want to be loyal to the country, but actually cause rebellion in private! I am ordered by the king to come to quell the rebellion! If you had earlier Surrendering will save the lives of your family, but if not, we will destroy the Tiger and Wolf Pass today and leave no chickens or dogs behind!"
Ha ha ha ha! Yuan Futong looked up to the sky and smiled: "Wen Zhong, Wen Zhong, if you can defeat me, it doesn't matter if I give you my head. If you can't defeat me, hehe, I will march into Chaoge and sit on the dragon chair!"
"Rebel!" Wen Zhong was furious and turned around and said: "Who will help me capture this thief!?"
"Grand Master, the last general is willing to go!" The horse bell rang behind him, and a general had already come out to kill him, it was Su Quanzhong, the eldest son of Su Hu!
Su Quanzhong was a young boy. He had long wanted to show his authority in front of the two armies, but he didn't answer. He waved the painted square halberd and only took Yuan Futong.
"Young boy, I'll capture you!" Behind Yuan Futong, a general flew out.
"Boy, tell me by name, no nameless ghost will die under my sword!" Yuan Futong, the general, slashed his sword and stood on horseback, with a tiger's back and waist, his voice was like thunder, and he looked like a villain!
"That's Su Quanzhong, the eldest son of Jizhou Hou Suhu! Who is this common man?!"
"I am Liu Pengfei, the vanguard of your Majesty's command!"
"Death!" Su Quanzhong roared, raised his halberd and smashed it.
"Well done!" Liu Pengfei chuckled, took out his long sword, and slashed at him.
Su Quanzhong did not take Liu Pengfei seriously. The two armies had to show off their skills in front of the formation and use all the martial arts skills they had practiced in daily life. The halberds had sharp tips and tufts. Nine-nine and eighty-one progress, seventy-two door openings, leaping and turning, slow speed. Retract and release, what a great halberd!
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? With the skill of the craftsman, Laojun can forge a soldier into a furnace, and he can make a silver-tipped halberd, and he can stabilize the country and the world. The three armies are frightened when the yellow banner is displayed; the generals are frightened when the leopard tail moves. Rushing into the camp is like a giant python; stepping into the stronghold is like a tiger stalking the sheep. Don't talk about the cries of ghosts and the howls of gods, how many sons and daughters have died lightly; all because of this, the world is safe, and the long halberd in the day ensures peace.
Su Quanzhong¡¯s halberd caused Liu Pengfei to break into cold sweat, and he sighed: ¡°Su Hu has such a son, he is really a good general!¡±
The two went back and forth, killing each other for forty or fifty rounds. Quan Zhong showed off his courage and saw a flaw. He stabbed Liu Pengfei under the horse with a halberd, cut off his head, and returned with a swagger.
"Mighty!" The 300,000 merchant soldiers cheered.
"Don't leave, you brat, take a stick from me!" Behind Yuan Futong, a general flew out early, with a face like the bottom of a pot, a mace in his hand weighing eighty-one kilograms, and a horse came to kill him.
"Wang Tianhao, stop being mad, Chong Heihu is here!" Behind Wen Zhong, Caozhou Hou Chongheihu saw Jizhou's meritorious service. He couldn't bear it long ago. He urged him to sit down on his horse and swung his golden ax away to kill him.
The two generals knew each other well and did not talk to each other. They were fighting in the same place
Chong Heihu is famous for his skills in Northern Xinjiang. He and Wang Tianhao are Yuan Futong's first generals. They are not fooled. The two of them go back and forth and kill each other for more than a hundred rounds without deciding the winner.
"This guy has great skills. He can't defeat him, he can only outwit him." Black Tiger made a plan in his mind, chopped down with an ax, and moved his horse around.
"Chong Heihu, keep his head!" Wang Tianhao followed him wherever he went, pursuing him to the death.
Chong Heihu heard the sound of horse hooves behind his head and turned around to see Wang Tianhao chasing after him. He sneered and took off the top of the red gourd from his spine. He muttered something. He saw a black energy rushing out of the red gourd. He let go and laughed. There was a buzzing sound in the black smoke, covering the sky and the sun. It was an iron-billed condor. It opened its mouth and pecked at his face. Wang Tianhao hurriedly raised his stick to protect himself. When he sat down on his horse, his eyes were pecked by the iron-billed condor. Wang Tianhao was knocked down. He got a golden crown and hung upside down, knocking him off his horse!
"Death!" Black Tiger turned around, dropped his axe, and took Wang Tianhao's head. The three armies thundered.
"Hahaha, my uncle is really a clever plan. With the Marquis of Jizhou and the Marquis of Caozhou here, the thieves can be defeated!" Wen Zhong laughed loudly.
On the wooden cart, Huang Shiren's face was as dark as water. Liu Pengfei and Wang Tianhao were ordinary people, so it didn't matter if they won. On the other side, there was no expert taking action for a long time, and Huang Shiren felt uneasy.
"Don't leave, Chong Heihu, I'm here to take your life!" When Yuan Futong saw that he had killed two generals, he was already angry. Danfeng's eyes widened, he urged his war horse, holding a big sword, and came to fight.
"You are the one waiting for me!" Chong Heihu cheered up and stood up to fight.
The two generals fought in one place, each showing his special abilities.
Chong Heihu is very capable, but Yuan Futong is no match. After thirty rounds, the sword became chaotic.
"Eat my treasure!" Chong Heihu opened the red gourd to release the iron-billed condor.
"Hehehehe, look at my treasure!" Yuan Futong laughed strangely and waved his hand, and saw something flying out of his sleeve. It grew in the wind and was more than two feet tall, with infinite golden light!
Only a squeaking sound was heard, and Chong Heihu's red gourd was immediately taken away!
"Still not coming down yet!" While Chong Heihu was blinded by the golden light, Yuan Futong raised his sword high and smashed it down with the back of the sword. Chong Heihu was knocked off his horse with a clang.
"Tied up!" Yuan Futong laughed loudly. Soldiers had already rushed out and tied Chong Heihu back.
"Who else is here to die!" Yuan Futong defeated Chong Heihu, and the two armies laughed wildly in front of the formation.
"Uncle, when I was defeated by Yuan Futong, it was his treasure! Uncle, have you ever seen clearly the origin of that treasure?" Wen Zhong was frightened and whispered.
Yuan Futong released the treasure, and Huang Shiren watched it carefully. He saw that the treasure was shining with golden light, but he could not see clearly what was inside the golden light.
"I can't tell the history of this treasure." Huang Shiren shook his head, making Wen Zhong even more anxious.
"Who's going?!" Wen Zhong shouted.
"I'm coming!" Su Quanzhong rode out and headed straight for Yuan Futong.
"Well done! Little beast, I'll capture you first today, and then your father. I won't let anyone go!" Yuan Futong laughed and came over with his knife raised.
The two men fought less than ten times before Yuan Futong released the treasure, knocked Su Quanzhong off his horse and captured him.
"Brother!" On the wooden carriage, Daji saw that her brother had been captured, and she was extremely anxious.
"Zheng Lun, go and fight!" Huang Shiren stood up and shouted at the generals.
"Yes!" Zheng Lun flew out from behind.
Since meeting Huang Shiren, Zheng Lun naturally recognized him. He had met Huang Shiren at Chentangguan. He originally wanted to fight this time, but he was just a grain inspector and could not get on the stage. Seeing that Chong Heihu was captured, he became anxious. Unexpectedly, Huang Shiren actually ordered his life. He was so happy that he rode out.
Good Zheng Lun, wearing a nine-cloud blazing crown, a big red robe, golden mail, and a jade belt. Under the seat is a beast with flaming eyes and golden eyes. He shakes two demon-conquering pestles and roars out!
"This general is weird!" Yuan Futong did not dare to be careless and raised his sword to meet the enemy.
The two of them were going back and forth with swords and pestles. Wherever Yuan Futong was Zheng Lun's opponent, he raised his hand to release the treasure.
Zheng Lunhe was a disciple of Master Du'e in West Kunlun. When he was studying Taoism in the mountains, he learned a magical skill. Master Du'e taught him that two breaths in his nose could suck people's souls. Seeing that Yuan Futong wanted to release the treasure, Zheng Lun had already fallen asleep. hand!
I saw a sound like a bell in his nose, and two white lights were about to spurt out. Yuan Fu listened to the sound, and couldn't help but be confused. His golden crown stood upright, his armor was off the saddle, a team of combat boots danced in the air, and he fell off his horse!
"Okay!" Wen Zhong cheered loudly when he saw Yuan Futong fell.
Capturing Yuan Futong will solve most of the problem of suppressing the rebellion!
Good Zheng Lun! He pushed the golden-eyed beast away and was about to hit Yuan Futong, but he saw a burst of golden light blooming in front of his eyes, and suddenly appeared?Come alone.
"Haha, fellow Taoist is so cruel, get off the horse!" The Taoist came very strangely. With a wave of his hand, a golden light hit him. Zheng Lun screamed and fell under the horse, unconscious.
Rebels had already come up and captured Zheng Lun.
The Taoist walked up to Yuan Futong and waved his hand. Yuan Futong jumped up and when he saw it was the Taoist, he hurriedly bowed in front of him.
"Damn, the real master is finally out!" Looking at this man, Huang Shiren's pupils shrank and the hairs on his body stood on end!
Huang Shiren has never seen this Taoist. He has the cultivation level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he can't see the depth of the other person at all. This alone is enough to prove that the Taoist's cultivation level is far superior to his!
Yuan Futong¡¯s ability to rebel must have been instigated by this Taoist, and Yuan Futong¡¯s treasure must have been given to him by this Taoist!
Damn it, I, Old Huang, don¡¯t look good today!
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Today¡¯s second update is sent. I was on a business trip and just returned to the hotel. Brothers, please support me as much as you can! Thanks!