When the water from the War Horse Bath River dissipated, the entire river surface was frozen.
There was silence on both sides of the Miao River, with only the sound of wind and rain lingering in one's ears. The people who witnessed the scene were so shocked that they were speechless for a long time.
Most of the soldiers in the two armies were ordinary people. Natural disasters and man-made disasters were interspersed in their not-so-long lives, and natural disasters were the most terrifying. They had never thought that a river that caused floods every now and then could be frozen by human efforts.
"With the blessing of heaven, the destiny is here!"
At this time, a soldier under Wu Xian's command raised his arms and roared, and with just eight words, he seemed to want to vent all the pent-up anger in his chest. The surrounding soldiers seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and at first only a few responded, but soon the roar spread rapidly throughout the army like a plague.
"With the blessing of heaven, the destiny is here!"
"With the blessing of heaven, the destiny is here!"
"With the blessing of heaven, the destiny is here!"
This slogan surged to the other side like a tsunami, and the high morale gathered into a cloud above their heads, with a huge and overwhelming momentum.
There is a sense of awe-inspiring power.
The soldiers on the other side were already shocked by this operation, and now they were even more terrified. But before the panic really spread, a vast and majestic aura descended, sweeping away the haze in their hearts. When the soldiers regained their composure and looked at the frozen river surface under the rain, they no longer had the awe they had before, but instead were replaced by the condescending and disdain of the strong towards the weak.
Zhao Feng also glanced at his old friend.
The latter was smiling and waving the knife fan in his hand.
While others would wear straw raincoats and bamboo hats to save their literary/martial energy, or simply get wet in the rain, my friend would use his literary energy as a barrier to block the rain and avoid getting wet. In his own words, his family was in poverty, and he didn't have many good clothes to show off. If they were soaked by the rain, he would feel bad. You can mend your literary energy if it's used up, but you can't buy new clothes if they're torn.
Zhao Feng: “…”
He almost believed this guy's lies.
The old friend noticed Zhao Feng's gaze, turned his head and looked at him with a smile, and asked him: "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"… What you did just now is really unlike your temperament."
After the Miao River was successfully frozen, the old friend tapped the guards beside Zhao Feng with his sword fan, signaling them to lean closer. Then this man shouted the slogan "With the blessing of heaven, the destiny will return" at the top of his voice. This move seemed too high-profile to Zhao Feng.
The old friend started by putting the blame on me.
He joked, "Why, you can't order your people around?"
Zhao Feng was choked by these words. He was always serious and upright, but he showed some helplessness and said, "Aren't you worried that Alliance Leader Huang might have some ideas? The first rafter to stick out will rot first..."
The old friend smiled indifferently and said, "Old Zhao, you are not happy to be called a reckless man. Look at this critical moment. What difference does it make whether we step forward or not?"
Before, they had to keep a low profile and hide their cards, but now that Zheng Qiao has come here in person, if they can reach the other side in one fell swoop, or even capture Zheng Qiao alive, this dragon-slaying game that took years would be completely over. It is an end, but also another beginning.
At times like this, you naturally have to be as strong as possible.
Zhao Feng was worried: "Alas, but my lord..."
He was worried that his lord was becoming increasingly dissatisfied with his old friend.
The old friend looked calm and composed, gently waving the sword fan in his hand, without a single ripple in his eyes: "No need to think too much about justice, people need fate to be together. When fate comes, we gather together, and when fate goes, we separate. Follow fate and be content, and troubles will go away. Is that right or not?"
He and Wu Xian really have no fate.
Zhao Feng heard him say this and knew that his old friend had made up his mind to leave. For a moment, he also felt a little resentful towards his lord Wu Xian. He also remembered his old friend's appreciation for Chen Jun and sincerely hoped that there would be a good result. But it's too early to talk about these now. The most important thing right now is the enemy on the other side. Only by overthrowing the tyrant Zheng Qiao, and having no worries, can we have a chance to talk about the future.
At this time, Zheng Qiao fell on the throne.
He leaned against a stool, indifferent to the morale and slogans of the coalition forces, and just looked at the people under his tent and said, "Who dares to fight?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone understood that Zheng Qiao was preparing to fight.
"Lord, this is giving them too much face."
The one who spoke was the sixteenth-rank great master, Qi Cang.
His words were recognized by many generals.
Indeed, it was too much of a face-saving move for the people on the other side. We didn't need any morale boost, we could still defeat the other side. Choosing to fight meant that we had to be cautious. Qi Cang clasped his fists and said, "When I make my move, I will definitely capture Huang Lie."
Zheng Qiao said, "I want to see it."
There is no reason, I just want to watch it.
There is no beauty in the one-sided killing.
Qi Cang showed a bloodthirsty sneer and said, "It's rare that the king has such a refined taste, so naturally we can't let him down."
He was ready to lead the charge and kill a few people first to warm up, but Zheng Qiao disagreed and instead raised his hand to point to an experienced general. This general had dark brown skin, a tall and sturdy figure, and an overall appearance that was slightly different from that of an ordinary person.
When he stood up, he looked like a mountain of flesh.
The altitude is actually half a head higher than Qi Cang.
"I obey your command!"
He took a big step into the air and leapt onto the surface of the river. He was huge and his tonnage was terrifying, but when he landed, he was as light as a feather. His hands transformed into a ghost-faced axe. The axe blade was as wide as two strong men, and it was as light as a feather in his hands.
when-
The axe was stabbed under the feet, and ice chips flew out of the ice surface.
He looked at the densely packed ants on the other side with disdain, gathered his energy, and shouted, "Who dares to come and die!"
The sound waves hit, and the rain curtain stopped for a moment.
The raindrops were suspended in the air and turned into sharp weapons. Under the impetus of the sonic boom, they turned into thousands of rain arrows and shot out at the coalition forces. Just as they were about to kill them, a general from the coalition forces rushed out. The weapon's light blade struck back with the force of tearing the sky and splitting the earth, and the rain arrows exploded.
The rain splashed and fell on the ice with a crackling sound.
The general who went out to fight belonged to Wu Xian's faction and was one of the six famous generals under Wu Xian. He was ranked in the top three in terms of strength and had just broken through the fifteenth level of Shao Shangzao not long ago. He urgently needed a life-and-death battle with equal strength to stabilize his realm.
Seeing this, the old friend smiled at Zhao Feng and said, "Look."
Lord Wu Xian was not prepared to hide his incompetence any longer.
If the Dragon Slaying Bureau Alliance didn't have some real background, how could they dare to shout at Zheng Qiao? Wu Xian's move caused the leader Huang Lie to look at him sideways, and he said enviously: "Wu County Governor has many talented people under his command. I guess this person must be one of the famous six brave generals?"
"It's just a false reputation given by outsiders. How can Wu's wealth compare to that of Alliance Leader Huang?" Wu Xian said modestly on the surface, but only God and the earth knew what he was actually thinking.
Huang Lie said, "Wu Jun Shou is joking. Everyone in the world knows that I come from a humble background. How can I have any wealth to speak of?"
The atmosphere between the two seemed very harmonious.
On the other side, Gu Ren looked at his sixth brother helplessly.
"Sixth brother, can you please let me go?"
Gu Ren originally wanted his brothers to fight, not because he wanted to show off, but because most of his brothers had a blood feud with Zheng Qiao. However, as soon as he raised his hand, his sixth brother held it tightly. He bet that his arm would be bruised.
The sixth brother let go of his hand upon hearing this.
Gu Ren rubbed his arm and looked at the two generals who were facing each other on the river. Both of them were very imposing and their auras should be similar. Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Alas, our allies are really... hard to say, hard to say."
He has always known that the strengths of the coalition members are different, but people like Wu Xian, who seem to be inconspicuous, have fifteen junior officers under his command, and it is estimated that there are more than one. This makes the embarrassing difficulties in the early stage of the Dragon Slaying Bureau seem ridiculous.
It seems that this group of people are hiding their abilities. Think about it, if Zheng Qiao's sixteenth-rank senior officers show up, several fifteenth-rank junior officers will also be killed if they attack. It's fine if it's someone else's, but if it's one of their own, wouldn't it be heartbreaking
His eyes were bitter: "Alas, I became a fool for nothing."
"And Mr. Shen."
The sixth brother patted his eldest brother's shoulder to comfort him.
It's not just my eldest brother who has worked hard and acted like a fool. Wasn't Shen Youli from Longwu County also kept in the dark? The difference is that Shen Youli is a hot-blooded teenager, while my eldest brother has seen everything in the world but was still fooled. It sounds even more stupid.
Gu Ren looked at his sixth brother with a dim gaze.
The other party's comfort is quite novel.
Shao Chong didn't care what his two brothers said at all, and just watched the fierce fight with great interest. Martial spirits collided with each other, weapons clashed with each other, and flesh fought with flesh. With the splash of frost, it was dazzling.
On the throne, Zheng Qiao admired everything below.
He tapped the table rhythmically with his fingers, humming an unfamiliar tune that sometimes rose and fell and sometimes slowed down, and shaking his head.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was in a good mood now.
clang-
The two generals retreated at the same time and released their own martial courage totems at the same time. The general on Zheng Qiao's side was a nimble black panther, while the general on the coalition side was three hyenas with sharp teeth and drooling mouths. Although the three hyenas were smaller than the black panther, the black panther showed a cautious attitude. The three hyenas had greedy and vicious eyes, each staring at the weaknesses of the black panther, with tacit understanding.
A flash of sword appeared on the ice surface.
The sword tip turned into a long rainbow and slashed towards the opponent.
The latter just used the axe to resist, and the harsh sound of the two hitting each other caused the ice surface under their feet to crack. However, the ice layer was too thick, and it soon recovered under the support of the spiritual energy of words. The two generals exchanged more than a hundred moves in an instant.
Three hyenas besieged the black panther and the battle was fierce.
Suddenly, the general under Wu Xian's command shouted softly, his eyes were wild, and he transformed into three "selves" in full view of everyone.
After some probing, he knew that the enemy general was going to use his strength to defeat all enemies. If he took a strong attack, his veins would bulge and his palms would go numb, so he would not fight him head-on. He fully utilized his advantages in body movements, moves and speed, so how could the enemy not know
"Humph, you're courting death!"
After saying this, the weapons of the generals under Wu Xian's command fell into the air.
The opponent in front of him was just a shadow.
He thought to himself that something was wrong.
He dodged by leaping sideways. A light blade several dozen feet long slashed out by a giant axe hit the river surface with a bang. The explosion was accompanied by flying ice fragments, obscuring the surrounding vision. Before Zheng Qiao's generals landed on the ground, two hyenas came from the left and right.
He said disdainfully: "Just a beast!"
When one of the hyenas swung its sharp claws down, it hit the axe blade, making a metallic friction sound that made the eardrums throb and itch.
The other hyena opened its bloody mouth, and the stench hit its face. But before it could bite its target, it was knocked away by a black shadow.
It turned out to be a black panther that escaped from a hyena.
The three hyenas gathered together again. The one in the middle had obvious injuries, with a bloodstain running from its back to its abdomen. If you looked closely, you could see the white bones beneath the flesh and blood. However, as the martial energy surged through the wound, it began to close and recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. This time, the situation returned to the original state. At first glance, it seemed that no one could do anything to anyone else.
but-
General Jiang looked at it for a while.
He stroked his white beard and said, "It's time to decide the winner."
Kang Shi turned around in surprise when he heard this.
How come he didn't see the clue
"Who wins and who loses?"
General Jiang touched his mouth and said, "We."
Shaking his head regretfully, he said, "You're going to lose."
Kang Shi was shocked: "… Why is that?"
General Jiang glanced at Chu Jie, who was dozing with his arms folded and eyes closed, and said, "For warriors, having this thing or not is completely different. If it was Zhao Feng who went into battle just now, our chances of winning would probably be higher."
The gap between the 14th-level Right Master and the 15th-level Junior Master is not as huge as the gap between the 15th-level Junior Master and the 16th-level Grand Master. Zhao Feng's martial arts intention is quite special, and his chances of winning a cross-level challenge are higher than the one below.
As if to confirm what General Jiang said, the situation on the field turned one-sided in the blink of an eye. Zheng Qiao's generals suddenly burst out with a momentum that was almost the sixteenth level of the Great Master. The martial energy blades they slashed out instantly engulfed the three hyenas, and they also pressed their opponents to the ground and dragged them for dozens of feet before stopping. The thickness of the ice layer was dragged away by nearly half.
The ice chips mixed with blood have a strange beauty.
On the shore, Wu Xian, who was watching the battle, suddenly widened his eyes.
General Jiang smacked his lips.
"What a ruthless person."
If he strikes harder, only five of Wu Xian's six brave generals will be left. General Jiang sincerely hopes that Wu Xian can reduce his number of generals. After all, if the enemy is weak, isn't it equivalent to strengthening his own strength
Unfortunately, the general realized that his life was at stake and dragged his seriously injured body back to the battlefield. The enemy was unwilling to let him go and chased him. However, the battlefield was too close to the river bank, and he could only cause a new wound to the enemy.
The first game, lost.
The faces of the allied forces were not very good. The defeated general was ashamed and said: "I was defeated, please punish me, lord."
Wu Xian's facial muscles were a little stiff.
He didn't expect to lose the first game so easily.
Faced with the strange looks from his allies, he suppressed his emotions, raised his hand to help the general up, and comforted him softly.
Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Who dares to claim invincibility
If you lose once, you lose, as long as you are alive.
But who should play in the second game
They had a rough idea of the enemy's generals, and if they sent another general who could restrain them, they should be able to win. However, they did not expect Zheng Qiao to do this. He called back his own generals and sent out a completely unfamiliar general again, and -
General Jiang smacked his lips, envious and jealous, "...Another 15th-rank junior master. Since when did a martial artist of this level become so worthless? When we were young, a 15th-rank junior master could walk around with his head held high..."
Chu Jie said: "There is something fishy."
General Jiang nodded in agreement: "There must be something fishy going on."