As the headless corpse fell, the world seemed to be silent for a moment. Qiu Cheng's pupils shrank in shock, and he punched the wall.
Angry shouts.
"hateful!"
“It’s really hateful!”
Everyone was silent and dared not say a word.
Anything said at this time would undoubtedly bring bad luck to Qiu Cheng.
Winning or losing in a fight depends on the circumstances.
Being beheaded in front of the battle is undoubtedly the most serious. The drumbeats of the war drums are low and the morale is declining. Qiu Cheng was furious when he heard this. He strode towards the war drums and snatched the drumsticks from the soldiers. He infused the drumsticks and the drumhead with literary spirit.
Boom boom boom—
High, rapid, and angry drum beats began.
Use literary spirit to forcibly boost declining morale.
This trick really works.
Holding a drumstick in his hand, Qiu Cheng pointed at the arrogant Lü Jue below him and said fiercely, "Who will chop off this guy's head for me?"
"I'll fight you!"
"I'll fight you!"
"I'll fight you!"
After Qiu Cheng finished speaking, three or four generals came forward to ask for battle.
The strength of these generals is quite impressive.
In the past, the lowest rank was a captain who could guard a county. Some of them came for the reputation of the Qiu family, some were moved by Qiu Cheng's sincerity and large sums of money, and some had a good relationship with him and agreed to follow him when he came forward to recruit them.
Judging from the lineup of generals...
This is something that can arouse Shen Tang's envy.
For all the generals, it was shameful to see their comrades beheaded by an unknown soldier in front of the battlefield. Even if they didn't care about their friendship, they had to keep Lu Jue just to wash away the shame. Qiu Cheng chose to be much more conservative this time.
Selected a burly middle-aged general.
"I'll leave this battle to you." Qiu Cheng said earnestly.
The middle-aged general's eyes were full of murderous intent as he spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice: "I will live up to my mission. Not only will I avenge my fallen comrades, but I will also get some interest back from the thief Shen!" His younger brother was beheaded when he led troops to attack Beishang County not long ago.
The murderer was a young soldier in red clothes and silver armor.
He had just searched around and only found one person with the same features, but the other person was too young and his martial energy was very restrained, so he couldn't tell his specific martial courage level. He was not sure that this person was the murderer, but he knew that the murderer was under Shen Tang's command.
Anyone who works for Shen Tang is his enemy.
Qiu Cheng finally showed some joy on his face and relaxed his brows.
"Okay, okay, I will prepare a banquet for you when you return victorious." Qiu Cheng had great confidence in the middle-aged general. It turned out that Lu Jue had already fought a battle, and his martial energy was greatly consumed; secondly, his level was far inferior to others. At most ten moves would make him lose his head!
"Thank you, my lord!"
The middle-aged general clasped his fists and accepted the order.
He just let out a long roar to the sky, his voice was like a lion's roar, and the sound waves raised a strong wind that made the flags flutter in disorder.
He leaped down the wall without any fancy moves. Every time he took a step, the rising martial energy transformed into armor parts at the corresponding parts. Soon he had a full set of armor, holding a long halberd with a lion head pattern, and looked very imposing.
He looked at Lu Jue with cold eyes.
He asked, "How do you want to die?"
He said it lightly, but in Lu Jue's eyes it was a terrifying scene of a lion pressing down on him. The complete suppression of his aura made him subconsciously step back. But before his heels touched the ground, his shoulders were stabilized by a firm force.
Looking back, it’s…
Uh, no one.
When Lu Jue came to his senses, he found that his temples were covered with sweat.
Shen Tang rode her beloved motorcycle and ran forward. The snow-white mule shook its head happily, grinning like a smirk. One man and one mule stood between the middle-aged general and Lu Jue. Lu Jue was sure that the power just now came from his master, but his master said: "Shousheng, retreat, this man is not someone you can handle now..."
Shen Tang wanted to arrange those enemies of similar strength to serve as whetstones for her new recruits. If a few new recruits can realize the exclusive meaning of warriors between life and death, their future prospects will undoubtedly be brighter. She didn't want to wear down the new recruits.
therefore-
Go when you should go up, and retreat when you should retreat.
The greatest advantage of Lü Jue, or the subordinates under Shen Tang, is that they listen to advice. They listen to advice, eat well, and will not act rashly. The middle-aged general did not stop Lü Jue because he was confident in his own strength, because Shen Tang was also in red clothes and silver armor.
Xun Ding on the city wall: "..."
I've seen people looking for shit, but I've never seen people looking for death.
If we kill Lu Jue, we will win the second game.
But this guy let Lü Jue go, and replaced him with the opponent's toughest bone. What was he thinking? Did he really think he was the tyrannical and unreasonable Gongxi Chou? Without even looking, Xun Ding could already predict the fate of the middle-aged general.
However, people don’t think so.
He just glanced at Shen Tang's outfit with disdain.
Orthodox warriors pursue exaggerated and strong bodies, and strong muscles are the proof of strength. Shen Tang is undoubtedly a cripple in front of him. He is not tall, his shoulders are not broad, and his appearance is not masculine at all.
Gu Chi, who was frowning and analyzing: "..."
If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would have almost laughed out loud. He tried to hold it back, but still couldn't suppress the curve of his mouth.
Xun Zhen asked him, "Why are you laughing at Wang Chao?"
Gu Chi replied: "Of course I am laughing at this person for seeking death."
It's been a long time since I've seen such a talented person who can step on landmines so accurately.
The middle-aged general didn't know about this. He just squinted his eyes and glanced at Shen Tang, then said, "You are an unknown person. What's your name?"
Shen Tang opened his mouth and said: "Your ancestors."
The middle-aged general's thick eyebrows were raised, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent for a moment. He rushed towards Shen Tang with momentum, but he still suppressed his anger and sneered: "You are young, but you have a big mouth. Besides you, who else on your side is wearing red clothes and silver armor?"
Shen Tang rode on the back of the motorcycle, tilting his head and thinking carefully.
Answer: "No, only your ancestor."
The middle-aged general laughed in anger: "You are young, but you are not thin-skinned. You said that you are the only general in red clothes and silver armor under the command of thief Shen. Could it be that you have personally cut off the head of a ninth-rank fifth-rank doctor? Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away?"
Shen Tang could hear something else in the other party's words.
Smiling provocatively, "No one believes the truth these days. Among the people I have killed, the rank of Ninth Rank Fifth Doctor is not even on the list. Whose head are you referring to? Perhaps he was born unique and I still have some impression of him. Also, who are you calling a thief? A thief is one who takes things without asking. Your master, who killed people and stole food, should be called the 'Autumn Thief'!"
When the middle-aged general heard this, his heart sank. His attention was completely drawn to the second sentence, and he didn't pay attention to the last two sentences.
If this young player hadn't lied...
Was it really this person who killed his brother
No, it's not possible.
How could this person, who is so young, do this
But Shen Tang smiled and said, "I seem to have some impression of your face. What is your relationship with the Ninth Rank Fifth Doctor who led his troops to attack the Beishang County granary that day? Is he your son or your brother? Are you looking for me to reunite you two?"
The wind at night is particularly cold.
_(:з」∠)_
One bad news, one good news.
The bad news is that there is only half a chapter left.
The good news is that the gas has finally been discharged, and the postpartum meals in the hospital are quite delicious.
Alas, I have been browsing various apps like crazy these past two days, but there is no medicine for infant fever reduction. Even the fever-reducing patch is on pre-sale until the 15th of next month. I estimate that I can be discharged from the hospital on the 19th, but it feels even more dangerous. I am so worried that my head is bald.
(End of this chapter)