Great Martial Arts Auxiliary System

Chapter 195

Wu Ben squatted on the ground, caressing the already cold cheeks of his son Wu Neng with rough palms, his palms trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of love and compassion.

At this time, his heart felt as if he had lost his soul, and he quietly hugged his only son, Wu Neng, in his arms in front of the two armies.

At this moment, he was no longer the patriarch of the Nanman tribe, nor was he a general who fought on the battlefield. He was just a father who lost his own son.

At this time, he regretted very much in his heart. He regretted why he brought his son out in the first place, and why he asked his son to return to Qiguan.

Originally, his son Wu Neng couldn't come out if he didn't want to, but he forced him to come, the main thing he wanted was to let his son come.

He made a little contribution on the battlefield, not to mention whether he could inherit the position of patriarch in the future, but he couldn't keep letting others speak ill of his own child behind his back.

I don't want to, because of my own mistake, my son Wu Neng was killed by his opponent, and his soul died in Dayu Nanjiang.

He regretted it and hated it in his heart.

However, it is too late to say anything now, the son of this family has already died, no amount of remorse is useless.

Now, all he can do is avenge his own child, and nothing else is important to him. Compared with the life and death of his family members, he hopes to avenge his own child.

"Come here, take the young patriarch down."

After Wu Neng's body was taken down by his subordinates, Wu Ben turned to look at Shangguan Qiuyu and others on Qiguan.

The cold look in his eyes made the Marshal Halba beside him feel his eyebrows twitch. He naturally knew what Wu Ben was going to do.

Originally, someone was needed to attack the first battle today, but judging from Wu Ben's performance now, it must be to fight Shangguan Qiuyu forever.

Let Marshal Halba of the Nanban meet with several other leaders of the Nanban, and he was also happy and relaxed, so he didn't say much, and consciously ordered his subordinates to make a way for the Wuben tribe.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Wuben tribe came behind Wuben in a mighty manner, waiting for Wuben's order.

"General Han, General Tie, I will leave the rest to you."

Knowing that he is still just talking on paper and doesn't have much experience, Shangguan Qiuyu really didn't try his best, after seeing the Nanman army preparing to go to war.

Shangguan Qiuyu consciously handed over the initiative of defending the city to Tie Ying and Han Qinghu beside him.

Tie Ying, as the lieutenant general of his cheap grandfather, has been fighting with his grandfather since he was a child, and he has experienced countless battles.

Although, in the face of the siege of millions of Nanman troops, there is a huge gap between our own side and our troops.

But for Tie Ying, this small city defense battle was naturally just an appetizer, but it did not pose any difficulties.

As for Han Qinghu, as the original general of his grandfather, although he was a little worse than Tie Ying, it was possible to beat Tie Ying.

The cooperation of the two will definitely make Qiguan as strong as gold. As long as the 30 army is not dead, Shangguan Qiuyu will not give up Qiguan.

After all, with two innate realm masters by his side, even if everyone died in battle, he could still escape with the protection of Tie Ying and Elder Ying.

As for Shangguan Qiuyu's self-interest, making the 30 troops who followed him pay the price with their lives, would it be too cruel?

Shangguan Qiuyu said that once a general succeeds, all bones will be destroyed. In a war, there is no one who is immortal. Besides, aren't there piles of bones piled up under the feet of every successful person?
30, 300 million is just a drop in the ocean for the world.

In the previous life, Shangguan Qiuyu liked a poem the most, and that was Qiu Sheng's "Men's Way", everyone can enjoy it together.

"Men's Walk" Qiu Sheng

In the Yanhuang land, there are so many heroes, one enemy is not afraid of a hundred people. ?
People are not timid, Qiu Bixue, look at the blood of my Chinese man.

The man's blood, he is heroic, his arrogance is like iron.

With a golden knife in his hand and white jade on his body, he is hungry to eat the head of a beautiful chieftain, and thirsty to drink the blood of Rakshasa. ?
Children's love, let's throw it away, Han Haizhi, only now.

The man travels thousands of miles with his sword, beheading Hu Jie all the way.

Flying battle songs by the Aegean Sea, singing for my Huaxia congratulations.

Steel knives are danced in the city of Tokyo, and the knives are all stained with the blood of Japanese slaves. ?
Set up a class with super ambitions, observe the Suwu Festival, sing Wumu Ci, and do Yishui farewell. ?
The fallen leaves are rustling, the blood of the strong men is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, and the mournful songs are loud. ?
And quickly cross the Tianshan Mountains, and sweep the Kuye with a long bow.

The iron ship went straight down Sydney Cove, and a shot broke the night of the North Sea. ?
The luck of the western barbarians is over, and the great man is like the sky. ?
Put together one hundred thousand heroes and swear to paint the whole world as the color of China, and when the time comes, we will drink Luoyang wine together and get drunk on the bright moon. ?
Men do it, be violent.Work and benevolence are incompatible.A man should kill, and kill without mercy.

The karma of eternal immortality lies in killing people.

In the past, there was a handsome man with a strong sense of loyalty.

Yazi kills people, and his body is lighter than a feather.

There are heroes and tyrants, killing people like hemp,

Galloping around the world, only boasting of swords and guns.

If you want to look for this kind of thing, you will be fishing for the shadow of the moon in vain.

Don't you see,
Confucianism has swarmed up strong men to die, and Shenzhou has since praised benevolence and righteousness.

Once the barbarians were in chaos in the Central Plains, the scholars rushed to the cowards and wept.

I want to learn from the ancient style and revive my heroic spirit.

Fame is the same as dung, and those who disdain the benevolent ridicule.

Wearing a sharp iron sword on his body, he can kill people when he is angry.

Cutting shares and drinking, chatting and laughing.

It takes ten weeks to kill an enemy thousands of miles away.

Dedicated to Zhutian Guangyu, and Jieming Mingqing.

Going out of the west gate, Mu Ti turned his head back.

Tired and sleepy, the battle horn suddenly blows.

Ximen leaves his mother, the mother is not sad for the child.

The body promises historical events, and the man will never return.

In the fighting world, the Yin Court was terribly frightened.

Killing a person in three steps, the heart stops and the hands don't stop.

Blood flowed for thousands of miles, and the corpse was pillowed on Qianxun Mountain.

After the strong man has fought, he is tired and sleeps on the enemy's corpse.

I still kill people in my dream, and my smile reflects the spring light.

Daughter Mo Xiang asked, why is the man so fierce?
In ancient times, benevolence and virtue only harm people, and morality has never been true.

Don't you see,
The liger's prey is famous, but who can pity the poor elk?
The world has always been strong against the weak, even if it is justified, it is in vain.

Jun Xiu asked, a man has his own man line.

Man, be violent.Things and benevolence are inseparable.

A man's business is in the battlefield, his courage is like a bear, his eyes are like a wolf.

If you are born as a man, you will kill. Don't teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart.

The man has never been shirtless, and laughs at each other even when he dies.

There are a hundred places on the battlefield of the enemy, and every place is willing to be green with weeds.

Don't tremble, man, there are songs for you to listen to:
Killing one is a crime, and killing one is a hero.If 900 million are slaughtered, you will be the hero among the heroes.

Xiongzhongxiong, the way is different:
See through the thousand years of benevolence and righteousness, but make this life a glorious one.

A good name does not love a bad name, and a million people are killed without punishment.

I would rather teach thousands of people to gnash their teeth and hate, but not teach and no one will call me names.

Looking at the world for 5000 years, where can heroes not kill people?
My generation is a hot-blooded and good man, but can the present lose to the ancients?How much is a hundred years?What a generosity! ?
The child should be built for me, and I will sing for the child. ?
Beckon the gulls and birds on the seashore, look at the dream in my chest, how is it near?Chu Yue waited to hear, but there was a turmoil in his heart and gallbladder. ?
Life matters are given by the sky, and they are whirling. ?
Several people looked at each other, smiling drunkenly. ?
Seeing the clouds passing by, fearing the majestic years, throwing them away like a shuttle. ?
Advise the son and hold the candle, so as to spend the spring in a good way.

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(End of this chapter)