Especially Qiu Wenyan, his expression was totally unbearable to look at.
The general was also a man of few manners. He immediately stepped onto the parapet and turned into a human spray bottle. His hand holding the spear was shaking, and his teeth were gritting with anger: "What did you say, little thief? Who are you? I am really pissed off - you are so insulting to my master. You are so hateful. If I don't cut off your head and use it as a urinal today, I will never be able to relieve my hatred!"
However, although this person was furious, he still remembered that his lord Qiu Cheng was here, and he could not rashly jump off the city wall to fight with others and fight to the death. So he asked Qiu Cheng with a red face: "My lord, please allow me to go down and kill the little thief!"
Xun Ding hid behind others and watched the fun.
With his eyesight, he easily recognized the identity of the young warrior who was swearing at the city, and he became more alert. However, he was also a bad person and did not remind Shen Tang that the person who was swearing was Shen Tang.
This is not his job scope.
Reminder? You have to pay extra!
Qiu Cheng's face was gloomy, his eyes flashing with a cold look as if he was looking at a dead person. He also didn't know Shen Tang's identity, and only thought that the other party was a warrior under Shen Tang's command. A mere grassroots warrior, but he named and insulted him in front of tens of thousands of troops from both armies.
If he didn't fight back and teach a lesson, he would be laughed at by the world as an incompetent coward, so he said coldly: "You go now!"
Shame can only be washed away by blood!
The general who requested to fight had a good record. Even if he couldn't get off to a good start, it would not be a problem for him to test the strength of Shen Tang's side.
"only!"
The general was delighted and clasped his fists in response to the order.
In the first duel, he will definitely win!
In this era, sieges also have a process. You can either fight the general first and then attack the city, or lead the troops to attack the city directly. However, in most cases, the former is chosen. Because whether attacking or defending the city, as long as you can win the battle of generals, you can greatly boost your own morale. The maximum effect is comparable to everyone blessing an amplification word spirit. Choosing the latter is equivalent to giving up this amplification.
"Qiu Wenyan sent you here?" Shen Tang rode on the back of the motorcycle, holding the reins with both hands, looking at the person who came playfully.
The opponent's appearance was quite impressive, with a blazing martial energy bursting out from his body. A solid figure like a small hill jumped down from the city wall. As soon as he landed, there was a loud bang, stirring up smoke and dust, and the ground under his feet cracked into a pit.
He walked out of the dust.
With every step he took, the armor around him became more solid.
His armor was different from the ordinary ones. Each scale had a faint dark pattern. At first, the pattern could not be seen, but as the details became more refined, it finally formed a hideous evil ghost. The evil ghost clung to his body, and its eyeballs would follow the light and roll to look at people, grinning hideously. The spear in the general's hand also turned into a strange long axe with barbs.
Shen Tang gave him 8 points for this appearance.
You are good at pretending.
The two points were deducted because he was ugly.
Papapapa, she clapped her hands and started to say something irritating: "Your fancy magic middle-aged muscle man transformation is... flashy and weirdly ugly. I'm just curious, does this improve your experience of being spanked?"
Become the most gorgeous person and receive the most vicious beating.
When it comes to showing off, Shen Tang currently only admires Gong Xichou.
That guy is the king of kings.
Shen Tang's voice was not loud, but those who paid attention could hear it clearly. The general felt despised and was so angry that his martial energy turned into illusory flames. Just as he was about to attack, a young warrior came out from Shen Tang's side and asked to fight.
"Let me meet him now!"
Shen Tang glanced at Lu Jue.
And Bai Su, who wanted to grab a spot but was a step slow.
He asked, "Do you want to go?"
Lu Jue pleaded: "I am willing to fight for my life!"
Shen Tang analyzed quickly in his mind, thinking that although Lu Jue's strength was not as good as the warrior in front of him, he was not incapable of fighting. He controlled the motorcycle to retreat, giving up his position, and signaled Bai Su not to rush, saying that there would be many opportunities to fight in the future: "Okay! But don't be too stubborn, fight if you can, retreat if you can't. Don't fight your life, your life is precious, it's not worth losing it here."
Shen Tang fought this battle not only to ease the pressure of development, but also to train these young people.
"Lü Shousheng, do you understand?"
Lu Jue clasped his fists: "Yes!"
The players can be replaced before the fight officially begins.
But the rule for substitution is that the level of the generals who go out to fight cannot be higher than the one who challenges. Otherwise, one side sends a weakling out to challenge, tricking the enemy's warriors out of the battle, and then one of the own side sends a warrior with a higher level than the enemy, and they are mutually trapped, so what's the point of fighting
The generals on Qiu Cheng's side were furious when they saw this, and pointed at Shen Tang and said, "Why are you running away, you coward? Are you afraid of your grandfather?"
But Shen Tang wouldn't be provoked.
He didn't even turn his head: "I'm afraid? I'm afraid that your ancestors are the only ones who have inherited the family line, and the ashes of eighteen generations combined are not enough for me to raise."
These words completely angered the other party.
Although he looked stout, he was actually quite agile. His steps seemed hurried, but if you looked closely you could only see a shadow. In just one breath, he closed the distance between him and Shen Tang. He chopped three times with his weapon, and three arc-shaped blades of light formed a Chinese character "品".
Using unpredictable curves, he attacked Shen Tang's weak spot.
"How dare you!"
Lu Jue was not dead, and he immediately rode forward.
He just blocked the path of the light blade, raised his hand and hit it three times, and the light blade was crushed by its sharp blade. It seemed that he took the attack lightly, but in fact it was not. The warhorse under his crotch could not bear the force from above, neighed in pain, and took several steps back before it stabilized.
"Good!" Seeing that Lu Jue successfully intercepted, the enemy's cheek flesh trembled constantly, veins popped on his forehead, and his facial features were almost ferocious due to anger. He said murderously, "The axe in your grandfather's hand will not kill nameless people. Tell me your name!"
Lu Jue sneered: "Your ancestors."
Because of Shen Tang's leading example, the civil and military officials in his army all liked to act like ancestors and teach their filial sons and grandsons a lesson with force. The general naturally couldn't stand such provocation and couldn't swallow his anger, so he grabbed his weapon and rushed to Lu Jue's face.
"You bastard, prepare to die!"
“Just in time!”
Lu Jue did not dodge or evade.
Different from Bai Su's light, clever and fast approach, his approach is rough but delicate. It seems to be bold, fierce, rough and violent, pursuing the ultimate power to break all laws, but in fact he is always looking for the opportunity to kill with one blow.
They fight with a ferocious spirit that doesn't care about their lives.
A combination of ferocity and strength.
The enemy general was not frightened. When he killed the first person, the enemy was still digging for food in some field. He naturally looked down on Lü Jue, who was not as advanced as himself.
However, contempt does not mean disdain.
He had seen too many fools who lost their heads because of carelessness, so how could he allow himself to be one of them
I saw martial spirits collide, weapons clashed, metals clashed, sparks flew everywhere. The light dispelled the darkness for a moment, and then it came back again. In the blink of an eye, thirty or fifty moves passed, and two figures flashed everywhere.
Soon, the enemy general roughly figured out Lu Jue's tactics.
After one slash, he shouted loudly.
"The next blow will be your head!"
Lu Jue was unmoved.
You can't fool him!
Unexpectedly, the enemy general was not lying to him.
Bang!
As the weapons collided, Lu Jue noticed something was wrong with his hand. Driven by his innate fighting consciousness, he subconsciously retreated. He just happened to see the strange axe in the enemy's hand bloom into a charming and stretched metal flower, which looked like a chrysanthemum...
The petals stood upright and shot towards Lu Jue.
_(:з」∠)_
I should be lying dead on Xianyu right now...
Damn, it hurt so much. The anesthesia hurt, and the fetus was too big, so it was hard to deliver it by cesarean section. Not only did I have to put in three bags of oxytocin, but I also had to use a sandbag to press on the incision and rub my belly... The whole afternoon felt like a year... I suffered so much injustice, and I don’t have a daughter, but a son...
(End of this chapter)