Riding and cutting the imperial pirates of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 175

The lack of equipment is the normal state of the peasant uprising army.

Although Wang Zheng's heavenly army has been attacking cities and plundering land and destroying enemies all year long, it is actually considered the best among its counterparts just for supplementary capture.

Compared with the officers and soldiers, the gap in equipment can only be said to be shrinking, but it still exists.

Even so, under the blessing of the system's divine power, whether it is collective combat power or individual combat power, the Tianjun and Wang Zheng have repeatedly gained the upper hand in real battles against the enemy.

This made Wang Zheng have complicated views on the equipment or the current equipment in his heart.

On the one hand, coming from modern society, he understands the importance of tools for people, and he has indeed been working hard to improve the equipment of his own army.

Whether it was recruiting artists after several occupations, or choosing Yunting with iron mines for the first battle in Langya County, it was all because of this.

On the other hand, in his bones, he has the self-confidence that "the great power belongs to himself".

Anyway, there is a system, and continuous upgrading is actually enough.

As long as they are all five-level soldiers, they are civilians with wooden swords. Isn't it just the same to deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction casually?

Today, he and his army have finally suffered.

Even if there is only one person on the opposite side who took advantage of the weapon, in this short moment, he has reaped the lives of many heavenly soldiers.

As for Wang Zheng, who was watching coldly, the more he watched, the more frightened he became, and it reminded him of unpleasant memories.

I remember that day at Wubao in Zhao County, my family failed to take advantage of the mountain for the first time due to the loss of weapons.
Thinking of this verse, Wang Zheng looked at it again for a moment, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

It seems that this sword is sharper than the pair of swords?
Could it be Yitian Sword?
Or the Green Sword?
Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Ling, who was facing him, had already spotted the target, his eyes lit up, and he brought his personal guards all the way to kill him.

However, in the early spring, there was still a biting chill, especially when the twilight was approaching. Looking at Wang Ling rushing towards him, the heavenly army around Wang Zheng finally had the feeling they had when the Kaiyang army faced Wang Zheng.

Looking at the terrifying figure soaked in blood, there are countless pieces of broken limbs and flesh sticking to the armor at this time, the black armor has turned into a strange black red, and there is even a slight mist of water.

The Tiangang soldiers' throats were dry, their hearts were pounding, and their hands holding weapons were drenched with sweat
Staring at the approaching Wang Ling, they also felt fear and fear.

But in the end, the loyal soldiers of the Celestial Army who were locked by the system did not make the choice to disperse the officers and soldiers.

"kill!"

"Protect General Tiangong!"

Following countless shouts, a hundred heavenly troops rushed forward at the same time.

At this time, the Kaiyang soldiers, whose morale had been boosted by Wang Ling's brave performance, also greeted them fearlessly.

The thief leader is too fierce, let the county lieutenant deal with it.

Facing this group of Yellow Turban thieves, even though they were stronger than ordinary thieves, Kaiyang Army regained confidence and courage.

So the fight ended here, and finally formed a situation of soldiers against soldiers and generals against generals.

Wang Ling walked all the way forward, completely ignoring the other heavenly army, but walked towards Wang Zheng with great strides.

Wang Zheng stared coldly at the approaching figure, and also turned a blind eye to the fierce fighting around him.

Just now, he watched with cold eyes, but he has seen clearly.

This officer general Wu Yong is really good, he is already comparable to Yu Jinchai.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng felt that the other party should not be an unknown person, but maybe someone who left a name in the Three Kingdoms.

But right now the battle was imminent, he didn't bother to think about it, he just thought in his heart.

This kind of force is actually not in the eyes of Wang Zheng today.

Yu Jin couldn't survive ten rounds under his own men that day, but now he is different from Zhao Xian when he is already at level 18 with 40 points of strength.

But this sword.
But it gave him some headaches.

"How dare you violate our Xuzhou territory, you will kill yourself!"

Looking at the face in front of him, Wang Ling felt slightly surprised.

It wasn't real enough to look at from a distance before, only that Wang Zheng was tall and imposing, and he could vaguely see that he was a young man, but he never thought that he was so young.

This is not yet crowned, is it?

He muttered to himself, but in his mouth he sternly shouted: "Report your name."

Hearing this powerful questioning, Wang Zheng ignored it, and just stared at the cold green aura on the three-foot sword's edge with interest in his eyes, casually said: "Is Xuzhou so inviolable? "

"Then why hasn't Cao Mengde entered the coffin yet?"

Hearing this, Wang Ling was furious, and what made him even more angry was the arrogance revealed in the other party's expression, which made the arrogant county lieutenant completely unbearable.

"Yellow turban bandits are so arrogant." He said calmly, "Today I will kill you!"

As soon as he spoke, following the momentum of howling, Wang Ling already leaped vertically, with his long sword flying across the air, slashing towards him.

The mournful Qinghong reappeared in Yan.

"The weapon is good."

Now that he knew the sharpness of the sword, Wang Zheng felt jealous, but he temporarily gave up his previous fighting style of using force to suppress others.

no way.
What the enemy is holding is clearly the magic weapon that cuts iron like mud. How can this ordinary ordinary iron long knife in my hand be head-on?

He commented lightly, not to be outdone, but his body was quite honest, and a cold electricity flashed directly sideways.

Immediately, the long saber swung horizontally, and the shadow of the saber swung swiftly and sharply, slashing directly at Wang Ling's wrist.

Wang Ling also reacted flexibly, and before he had exhausted his blade, he immediately changed his move and cut Wang Zheng's abdomen again.

He actually made it clear that he wanted to rely on the strength of his own weapons, forcing Wang Zheng to return his swords to defend, and then the swords clashed.

Depend on!
Cursing secretly, but still unwilling to follow the enemy's will, Wang Zheng took a few steps back helplessly, and took the lead to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

In this confrontation between the two, from the very beginning, Wang Zheng was clearly at a disadvantage.

I saw blue light like lightning, piercing the sky one after another, as if forming an impenetrable light net, directly enveloping Wang Zheng within it.

The Leng Lie sword gang blows countless strong winds whistling, which is very powerful.

Seeing this scene, some soldiers of the Heavenly Army nearby wanted to step forward to rescue the general, but as soon as they got closer, their weapons were shattered and their heads were separated.

After a few rounds, apart from moving left and right, Wang Zheng just backed away, and occasionally took advantage of the interval to slash with his knife, but he didn't finish his moves. Once the blue light came back to help, he hurriedly retracted again.

The disadvantages became more and more obvious.

The more Wang Zheng fights, the more he gets angry. He has the prestige of the system, and he has never been so aggrieved in a solo fight.

Made, there is a kind of karate!

I'll blow your dog's head off with one punch!
Constantly yelling and cursing secretly, but it was useless, and he became more and more impetuous. As his thoughts became chaotic, when the blue light stabbed again, Wang Zheng's head became hot, but he couldn't restrain himself, and he twitched like an instinctive reaction. The knife greets you.

not good!

I was shocked to realize that I had made a faint move, but it was too late.

As soon as the long knife touched the three-foot sword edge, a strange sound of "chi" was heard.

It was as if all the irons in the world were like paper and silk in front of that blue light, and they would be torn apart when touched.

Wang Zheng, who had expected it for a long time, felt that his hands were empty, and suddenly shouted: "Look at the knife!"

Throwing the half-broken knife left in his hand, taking advantage of Wang Ling's opportunity to dodge, Wang Zheng was already determined, and the flames in his eyes were once again burning, but he did not take the opportunity to retreat from the opponent's more powerful offensive. Leap forward.

Matt, fight!
Seeing Wang Zheng striding forward this time with an indomitable and heroic momentum, Wang Ling was secretly on guard, but without hesitation, with a flick of his wrist, the blue light shot towards Wang Zheng's chest again like electricity.

This time, it was beyond his expectation.

Facing the sword coming head-on, Wang Zheng had no intention of dodging, just turned slightly sideways, and continued to charge straight.

Avoid the vitals?Want to bully melee?

Consciously seeing the other party's plan clearly, Wang Ling sneered in his heart.

The thief is ignorant, but he doesn't know the power of my family's divine sword.
With just a little effort from me, I can shatter your viscera to pieces!
So Wang Ling let out a soft howl, and his subordinates continued to exert force. There was a sound of wind and thunder at the sword's edge, and the thrust became more and more violent.

Immediately, there was another "chi" sound.

As Wang Ling expected, the long sword easily tore through the armor on the opposite side, and it seemed that he was about to drive straight in by taking advantage of the situation.
The next moment, the ecstasy on Wang Ling's face suddenly turned into consternation.

It was obvious that it had touched the skin, and blood was splashed out, but the feeling after that...
But it is not at all the hardness that a flesh and blood body should have?
What's the situation?
It was only a blink of an eye to wonder, and Wang Ling cleared away distracting thoughts.

No matter how weird the opponent's body is, under the three-foot green peak, everything is invincible!
With this belief, he was about to use all his strength to let the Excalibur go deeper.
At the same time, although the fourth-level iron bones had some effect, Wang Zheng, who knew the strength of the opponent's long sword, only had the idea of ​​​​stopping losses.

He has secretly prepared, the role of the fourth-level iron bone is more to prevent the opponent's long sword from being easily withdrawn!
Once the sword penetrates the body, he will take the opportunity to strangle the opponent
Trading injuries for lives is not a bad deal!
Wang Zheng is also full of confidence in his own [-]-point power!

Just when both sides were planning to kill each other...
Mutation is born!

"Zheng──"

However, they saw that divine sword beeping without wind again, the sound was sharp and rapid, falling into the ears of the two of them, it seemed that they could hear human-like emotions.

That seemed to be Mo Ming's joy and excitement.

The magic sword manifests, this beast will undoubtedly die!
When Wang Ling was ecstatic, he suddenly felt the three-foot green peak in his hand vibrate violently again.

Amidst the buzzing sound, a look of astonishment appeared in Wang Ling's eyes.

Immediately, I felt a huge force coming from the tiger's mouth in my hand, under the pain, my instinct was to let go.

next moment.
A mysterious scene appeared.

However, after the divine sword broke free from the old master's hand, it turned upside down in the air with a whizzing sound, turning sharp and facing the sky, with the hilt facing the ground.

Just now, both the enemy and us were fighting non-stop, and at the same time looked at it with a dazed expression, like a suckling swallow throwing itself into his arms, it took the initiative to fall obliquely towards Wang Zheng's arms.

Snapped!
Finally, when it was about to hit the ground, Wang Zheng came to his senses and instinctively reached out to catch it.

With the hilt of the sword in hand, a chill came.

hiss!
Mo Ming's feeling was so comfortable that Wang Zheng couldn't help sighing.

After thinking about it carefully for a moment, Wang Zheng lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, looking at the weapon that had caused him a lot of trouble before this moment.

Reflecting the twilight light, the blade was rippling with a smear of blue rainbow. He lightly brushed the blade, and every time he wiped it, the blade would vibrate slightly, and there was even a thin humming sound.

Although he knew that this was clearly a good thing that was sent to his door, it made him a little baffled.

What's going on?

While thinking, Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows, raised his arms, and raised his sword.

In an instant, the blue light rose sharply, and at the same time as it drew a sharp straight line, the terrifying cold air surged outwards, and the people and swords met each other, and the momentum went straight to the sky, which was countless times better than when it was in Wang Ling's hands.

It even caused the two armies fighting at this time to stop involuntarily at the same time.

Well, it's pretty easy.

After waving a few times, Wang Zheng looked at his stunned opponent again, coughed dryly, and asked:
"Hey, what's the name of this sword?"

(End of this chapter)