Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

The joints of the captain's hand holding the spear turned white, and he remained calm.

"Three rounds of shooting arrows!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Bending a bow and setting an arrow is only a matter of a moment, and a thousand arrows are already flying in the air.

"Huh, huh huh." Gu Nan threw out his spear, and with the sound of the turbulent wind, all the arrows close to him were swept aside.

Thousands of arrows did not hinder her at all, and she had already rushed to the front of Zhao Jun's formation.

"Array."

More than a thousand sharp spears hung down.

"kill!"

Gu Nan glanced at Zhao Jun for the last time, and his eyes finally fell on the captain's side.

A child in the arms of a personal guard.

"puff!"

The terrifying spear in his hand swung out.

With all his strength, he swung countless weapons with one blow, turned around and stabbed, and pierced the chest of a cavalry soldier under the horrified eyes of others.

Black and red blood splattered everywhere, and Gu Nan's eyes were cold under the blood.

The old man begged for something all his life...

Can't be ruined here!

"Stab!" The spear was drawn back, and the blood on it scattered violently.

"Brother Hei!"

"Humph!"

Brother Hei snorted, and exhaled a puff of hot air from the tip of his nose.

The muscular muscles on his body were tense.

"call."

I just felt a gust of wind.

The one riding the white robe had already entered the thousands of troops.

Screaming everywhere.

The people standing in the battle were excited, they really didn't want to immediately follow the general and kill all directions.

Lu Buwei's eyes stared straight, and he had no other thoughts in his mind, that gallant rider is a mighty warrior.

If I want to establish myself in Daqin, I can win him over, and it will be of great use at critical moments.

The spears stabbed out again and again in mid-air, one sweeping across, and several people were thrown into the air.

Until Gu Nan rushed in front of the captain, the captain was still full of disbelief. How could it be possible for such a strong general to appear here, and how could it be possible to command only three hundred troops?

There was no time for him to think about it, the spear had already pierced it.

The captain did not retreat, with a ferocious face, he raised his spear and stabbed.

Qin Jun was killed!

He knew that he was invincible, but his brothers and feet died tragically at the hands of Qin Jun, how could he retreat!

With a pain in his neck, thick stuff flowed out of his throat, he raised his neck, swayed under his body, his eyes went dark, and he fell off the horse and fell to the ground.

Gu Nan turned the spear and picked it up on the child in the arms of the guard.

Before the guard could react, the spear was retracted, and the child fell into Gu Nan's arms.

The captain is dead.

The densely packed Zhao Jun cavalry were all taken aback, and the speed of the encirclement was also much slower.

He blocked several stabbing spears, and tore a hole among the thousand riders.

The mourning white general's robe was already stained with black blood.

"Are you going to continue?" Gu Nan grabbed Brother Hei's reins, holding the child in his arms in one hand, and holding the spear in the other.

He looked coldly at Zhao Jun who was about to surround him.

"You are not my opponent, the chief general is dead, everyone should save their lives."

The soldiers who stepped forward hesitated, Gu Nan stopped talking, and ran back to Qin Jun's position on his back riding on Brother Hei.

It will be daylight.

Gu Nan's war robe, which looked like mourning, was already half red, and the blood on the armor was still running down.

On the face of the child in her arms.

The child leaned against the cold armor, but now he stopped crying and giggled.

Looking at the child in his arms, Gu Nan smiled, stretched out his hand and scratched his nose: "You can still laugh."

"Giggle."

Rolling his eyes: "Heartless."

After a while, I didn't know what to think of, holding the child in my arms, and said seriously: "In the future, it is absolutely impossible to follow the old path and be a good emperor, huh?"

The child couldn't understand and smiled.

The three hundred formations opened a gap to welcome the return of their master general.

Holding the bloody spear, Gu Nan got off the horse and walked back to the sedan chair with the child in his arms.

"Young master, madam. The child has been brought back."

With that said, Gu Nan handed the child in.

"Thank you..." The woman beside Ying Yiren had tears in her eyes, took the child, and held her tightly in her arms, as if she never dared to let go.