At this moment, a familiar cry came into Chang Geng's ear. When Chang Geng turned his head, he saw Butcher Ge's head and pig's head hanging from the railing. pissed. The cries of his little fat man came intermittently from not far away, Chang Geng was taken aback, and he couldn't think about anything else, he blurted out, "That seems to be the butcher's fat little Ge."
Shen Yi kept walking and flew by.
Chang Geng thought he didn't hear clearly: "Wait!"
Shen Yi said, "I have been ordered to protect His Highness from leaving the city without delay."
His voice came from behind the iron mask, like a cold iron covered with ice slag in a cold day.
Chang Geng was stunned.
The whistling wind brushed against the tips of his ears, and the sticky cold sweat trickled down his spine, and all the tentacles touched were the cold armor of black iron—so cold, like the one on his wrist that could never be covered. Like a hot iron wrist buckle.
Fatty Ge is the most coquettish. When he laughs, he can't see his teeth and lose his eyes.
Chang Geng suddenly asked in a low voice, "Isn't that your student too?"
In Shen Yi's eyes, these students who get along with each other day and night are just the emperor's mandate that he has been immersed in for two years, right
Also, for the big figures in Xuantie Camp, what is the little Yan Huicheng
What is a butcher's child
In this world, there are probably some people whose lives are worth more than others, and what is not necessarily likable is precious.
Of course Shen Yi won't be as cold-blooded as his Leng Jia, but he is only alone at this time, of course, priority is given to the task, and there is no room for mistakes.
The Western Regions had just surrendered, and the elites of the entire Xuantie Camp were there. They brought only a small part of them. After two years of laying the net, they must kill with one blow and catch the big fish.
If you catch it, you can exchange for the stability and peace of the Northern Xinjiang for three to five years, otherwise all previous achievements will be lost.
The reason for this is so complicated that it is difficult to explain in words. How can I explain it clearly to a half-old child in a few words
Shen Yi said abruptly, "Your Highness, forgive me, Your Highness!"
It turned out that Chang Geng took advantage of his unpreparedness and bent over to touch the lock on the elbow of Shen Yixuan's iron steel armor.
Naturally, the heavy armor of Xuan Tie Camp would not be opened by him, but he successfully pushed Shen Yi's steel hand away by an inch - Shen Yi had to retreat, Chang Geng saw the heavy armor of Xuan Tie for the first time, he didn't know what to do. Knowing the difference between the sophisticated black iron heavy armor and the broken copper and rotten iron that Yan Huicheng guards - if the black armor is destroyed by such a brutal external force, the popped locks can break the thick tree.
Just at this inch, Chang Geng swiftly pulled out his foot and flipped over Shen Yi's shoulder with a somersault.
"I'm not your Highness," Chang Geng looked at him from two steps away, his face even darker than Xuan Tie, "My feet are not dragon claws, they are the disabilities that my mother wrapped in broken pieces of porcelain, if she As you really said, if you have anything to do with the royal family, maybe you want to create a fake to confuse the royal bloodline. I think the general is in such a hurry, and he must have other important responsibilities. I am not afraid of death, and I have no intention of stealing anything. I'll explain my identity to you now, so I won't delay the general."
Shen Yi's black iron mask flicked up and looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment.
Chang Geng stopped looking at him, jumped off the wall, and ran in the direction where Ge Fat Xiao called for help.
The black iron heavy armor was very conspicuous in the small Yanhui City. Shen Yi was stunned and was immediately entangled by a group of barbarians. Chang Geng was not worried. Even if he was a layman, he could see that those barbarians The root is to deliver vegetables to this master of Xuantieying. It can be seen that although the folklore that forty black armor can sweep the grasslands is a bit exaggerated, it is not completely groundless.
The martial arts that the young man has practiced for many years is not useless. He scurried into the narrow road with great agility and crossed the courtyard wall. He fell down suddenly, seeing that he could not survive.
Fat Ge's face was swollen like a steamed bun, holding his head and shrinking in the corner in horror.
Chang Geng saw the veteran's sword flying several feet away at a glance. Taking advantage of the barbarian's back to him, he stepped forward abruptly and lifted the heavy sword in his hand. It is a "steel armored sword", but unfortunately it has been in disrepair for a long time, and I don't know if it can still be used.
When the barbarian heard the movement, he immediately turned around awkwardly with his heavy armor on, and Ge Pangxiao opened his mouth wide—
Chang Geng twisted open the steam holder under the steel armored sword, and the sharp blade on the top whimpered and spun, mixed with a smell of burning paste. I don't know how many parts were broken inside, and Chang Geng almost couldn't take it. Stop, he shouted and chopped down a big tree next to him.
Although the humming steel armor sword was like scrap copper and iron, it was very quick to chop down trees. Before the barbarian could react, the big tree fell down in a rush, just slapped the barbarian below, Chang Geng charged at Ge. The fat little growled: "Don't run!"
The snot and tears on Ge Fatty's little face were congealed into a ball, and he shouted, "Big Brother!"
Before he could express his goodbye, the barbarian who had the tree pressed down suddenly let out a loud cry, and threw the beam-like log in half. An almost unarmed young man.
Chang Geng saw that this matter could not be done well, so he simply confronted him.
He took a deep breath, turned sideways, slanted his shoulders slightly, clenched the sword in his hands with both hands, and made a solid start.
It's a pity, no matter how solid it is, it's useless. As soon as he made a decision, he heard a "click", the steel armored sword was completely stuck, and after coughing twice, a black smoke came out of it, and it became a real mass of scrap copper and iron.
Fat Ge took a deep breath and said, "This, this, this"
"Go away." Chang Geng whispered to Fatty Ge.
Fatty Ge was not worthy of his reputation as a clever ghost, and without saying a word, he rolled himself into a harmless meat ball, rolled into the corner, and beautifully gave up the field.
The barbarian roared angrily, intending to use a pair of iron fists to slap the ignorant cub into a patty.
Chang Geng bent down at the moment when the big iron fist fell on top of his head, quickly drilled through the crack of the fist, passed by the veteran's corpse, his short body snapped and snapped, and surprisingly swiftly removed the veteran's steel armored leggings. Removed.
At this time, the wind was coming from behind, Chang Geng rolled the pair of "steel legs" into his arms, rolled on the spot and got into the dog hole outside the wall next to him, and kicked his legs instantly when he landed, no matter what He put that pair of steel legs on his feet in one place.
Just listening to the sound of "bang", the weak earth wall of the common people's house was smashed by the barbarian with one punch, and the clods fell one after another. The steam, at the critical moment, pushed his whole person three feet away.
Chang Geng almost had the illusion that he was already floating.
In addition to the iron wrist buckle, this is the first time he has worn a part of the steel armor on himself. In the line of life and death, he almost kept his balance and grabbed the remaining corner of the courtyard wall.
Fatty Ge screamed: "Be careful—"
The barbarian has smashed the violent city bricks with brute force, the steel armor made an unbearable squeak, and the steam under his feet was like clouds and mists. He was a little surprised by the boy's inability to deal with it. Turning around sourly, the jet-black short muzzle aimed at Chang Geng.
Ready for a quick fight.
Chang Geng, who had not yet learned how to coexist peacefully with the pair of "Hot Wheels" under his feet, heard the sound of "hum" and immediately jumped forward. His back suddenly felt a burning pain, and the sand splashed on the ground was like steel. Nail, rolled over to him, and he only had time to protect his head with a broken sword.
The steel armor of the Central Plains people never dare to put short cannons on their chests. This kind of powerful short cannons can shatter a person's bones. Only the barbarians who are born with Confucianism and martial arts dare to do this. The reason why Tieying was able to swept through the eighteen tribes of the Northern Barbarians was that the barbarians who had occupied the ground were unable to produce their own steel armor. Now they have obtained this batch of heavy armor from nowhere, and there are grasslands behind them. Will a thousand miles of Zi Liujin be bullied by the sheep-like Central Plains people
How terrifying this matter was, the young Chang Geng had no time to think about it.
When Mr. Shen taught him how to take care of the steel armor, he once mentioned inadvertently that the space for the short guns on the steel armor is limited, and the ice pipes used for cooling are not so effective. It takes about a cooldown time for a stick of incense to fire once. At this time, the short gun firing port on the steel armor is automatically locked, so he still has room to breathe.
The barbarian shouted in blunt Chinese: "Run, little bug! You're scared to death! Run!"
Chang Geng's eyes sank, and he slid down from the base of the wall in a swirl like clouds and water, and turned around and rushed towards the barbarian who was chasing at a high speed.
The barbarian was caught off guard. He didn't expect him to be so daring and capable of slashing him with a long knife. The heavy armor was almost twice as tall as the boy's, and there were naturally dead corners below. Chang Geng lay back and leaned against the ground to avoid the oncoming knife. The steel legs rubbed violently against the slate on the ground, sparks flying everywhere.
Chang Geng let go of his hand and threw the steel sword that blew the lamp and pulled out the wax. It hit the barbarian's back. The barbarian could dodge. At this moment, Chang Geng pressed the iron wrist button on his hand, and his sleeve felt like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. Circling out, cutting melons and vegetables generally pierces the barbarian heavy armor.
Chang Geng: ""
He was just trying his luck, but he didn't expect the iron wrist buckle that Shen Shiliu casually threw him to play with was such a weapon.
The "Golden Meridian" of the barbarian heavy armor was pierced through the silk holes in the sleeves. The precise heavy armor lost power in an instant. In order to prevent the leakage of Zi Liujin and blow up the people inside, the heavy armor started self-protection, all joints from the arms to the back. All locked in an instant.
At this time, if the person in the heavy armor has a clear mind, he should take advantage of the half body to move, first remove the armor, and then kill the enemy - is there no heavy armor, he is a barbarian strong man with five big and three rough, and he can't help two and a half children.
However, although this barbarian obtained these heavy armors in some way, he obviously has not been able to fully grasp this iron monster. The moment the heavy armor was locked, the barbarian inside was stunned. His first reaction was to want to Brute force and mechanical lock confrontation.
A mortal body, even if it has natural strength, how can it resist that heavy armor
He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Chang Geng made a decisive decision, took a step forward without any hesitation, the steel legs under his feet activated the maximum power, aimed at the golden box near the short cannon in the back of the barbarian, and stomped it ruthlessly.
No matter how broken the steel leg is, it can also chop the stone slab three inches away, and the golden box will crack.
However, Chang Geng's steel leg was also abolished in the process of head-to-head. He kicked so hard that part of the force rebounded on his calf, and one leg was so painful that he lost consciousness for a while. I wonder if it was broken.
Chang Geng gritted his teeth and turned back on one leg.
Just as he backed away, the barbarian's cracked golden box exploded, blowing the barbarian's head into a pile of pieces on the spot, splashing everywhere.
Chang Geng's body was inevitably splashed with some red and white brains. He hung on one leg and wiped the blood from his face expressionlessly. In the terrifying smell, he was not afraid.
Maybe Xiu Niang was right, he was born a monster.
Ge Fatty didn't lose the chain at the critical moment. Although he was shaking like a sieve, his mind was still spinning, and he shouted to Chang Geng, "Brother, let's find a place to hide, I'll take you to my father's cellar!"
Just as Chang Geng took a step forward, the piercing pain in his leg made him fall to the ground with a groaning, cold sweat dripping down uncontrollably. Chang Geng.
Although he is not young, his body is already quite fat. During the running, as the fat branches of Bai Huahua shuddered, Ge Pangxiao also panted wildly.
Chuan did not delay his pledge of loyalty: "Brother, my parents let them kill you, you saved my life, and I will follow you in the future! I will do whatever you want me to do! Let's kill all these barbarians!"
In the last sentence, he broke his voice and cried.
Chang Geng couldn't hold the useless sword in his hands, so he had to let it fall to the ground with a muffled sound. The muscles in his arms spasmed, and at the same time he laughed in a daze, and joked to Fat Ge, "What do I want you to do? , save it for meat to be slaughtered in famine years?"
Fatty Ge: "At least I can wash your feet."
At this moment, Chang Geng's ears moved, and he heard an ominous "rustling" sound, and immediately shouted to stop Ge Pangxiao: "Shh!"
Fatty Ge: "My mother said that I wash my feet cleanly, and the feet I washed for my father were whiter than steamed buns"
The little fat man's voice stopped abruptly, he stopped abruptly, and took two steps back tremblingly.
I saw at the end of the path, a barbarian dressed in sharp heavy armor, walked out slowly.
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