National Games Make Stems: Get the shocking fruit at the beginning

What's more vicious is the golden water made from rice fields. When it drips down, it not only scalds and stinks, but also infects the wound. In this era of backward medical technology, as long as the wound is infected, unless the physique is extremely strong, it is basically the same as the wound. Death bonded, not far from death.

Front-line soldiers fell from the ladder from time to time.

The soldiers in the back row had no time to feel sad, so they filled the gap in front and continued to climb up.

The two go back and forth, using human lives to open up the road to victory!

The soldiers at the rear formed a phalanx of archers, and under the unified dispatch of the warlord, they all shot towards the fortress.

The horse made by Lu Feikuai, the bow is like a thunderbolt!

Chapter 67 There was a loud noise in the sky, and Lao Tzu made his debut

"Boom!"

A hundred thousand bowstrings blew together, and the arrows passed through the territory like locusts and fell towards the fortress like flying into the sky.

The Battle of Changping was about the fate of Qin and Zhao. No matter how foolish Zhao Kuo was, he knew how to do his best. The soldiers under his command were strong, and each of the [-] string-controlling men was an acquired martial artist. , Shoot three arrows in one second!

In just one breath, hundreds of thousands of sharp arrows flew out, densely covering the sky, like a black curtain covering the blue sky and white clouds, only a shadow of infinite murderous intent shrouded everyone's hearts.

"Whoosh! Whoosh..."

The sound of arrows piercing the sky can be heard endlessly.

The Qin army on the city wall had been prepared for a long time. The sword and shield soldiers raised thick round wooden shields and formed a group of two. They actually formed a shield wall to protect the comrades around them from wind and rain.

"Chi Chi Chi! Chi Chi Chi..."

Arrows rained down, and the arrows pierced fiercely into the wooden round shield, and the tails of the arrows left outside kept vibrating and buzzing, obviously the force of the enveloping force was extremely great.

A single sharp arrow might be able to hold it, but when dozens of hundreds of sharp arrows are stuck upside down on this log shield, it can't hold it at all with the poor defensive power of the log shield!

"Ka Ka Ka! Ka Ka Ka..."

A series of shield shattering sounds followed one after another, followed by the sound of arrows entering the body, and the sound of Qin soldiers falling to the ground with muffled groans.

Fighting on the battlefield is not a treat for dinner, there is not so much dawdling.

While their own archers were suppressing Qin Jun on the wall, the death squad held the handle of the knife in their mouths, and they were agile like monkeys. They climbed up the city wall from the ladder nimbly, grabbed the handle of the knife in their mouths, and Zhao Jun He gave up his life and forgot to die, he chopped anyone he saw, killed anyone he saw, and fought the Qin army on the city wall to the death.

Qin Jun was not a vegetarian either, and each of them looked ferocious, and they slashed as soon as they drew their knives.

The combat power of the two sides is [-]-[-], and the eyes are red!

The infantry regiment under the city wall was not idle either.

They clustered around a rushing car, pushing the big guy close to the city gate.

"One two one, one two one, rush for me!"

The soldiers blushed, pushing the heavy cart with both hands, and slammed it hard against the city gate

"Boom!!!"

The huge impact force knocked out a pothole on the city gate made of bronze.

The entire battlefield seemed to be developing in the direction Zhao Jun expected.

But when Zhao Jun was stuck near the city wall, there was a sound of horseshoes shaking the mountains from far to near.

Not cavalry, but a herd of wild horses!

These wild horses from the Qiang land are thinner than ordinary war horses, but their personalities are extremely rebellious, and they have a bad temper and are full of aggression.

That's not the point.

The point is that the tails of tens of thousands of wild horses are on fire, and at this time they are running madly forward, towards the direction of the tributary of the Yangtze River, trying to jump into the water to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

Riding Horse Formation!

Thousands of horses galloping!

These wild horses were willing to risk their lives, and the horses' heads were specially fitted with ferocious bronze helmets. They rushed directly into the neatly arranged Zhao army.

Zhao Kuo, who was under the command of the commander in the rear, saw that the middle of the Zhao army under his command was torn apart, forming a "day" shape, and the two rows of soldiers in the front and back were forced to separate, and his complexion suddenly changed.

Although there were tens of thousands of wild horses in the area, Zhao Jun could be caught off guard by virtue of his momentary courage, but when Zhao Jun reacted, with a strong force, he was able to kill these wild horses with a single hand.

Bai Qi, who is known as the God of Killing, knows this better than anyone else, and Zhao Kuo is naturally very clear about it.

"Woooooo!"

The sound of the charging horn echoed in the desolate blue sky.

A heavily armed Xuanjia cavalry suddenly rushed out from the side, like the most exquisite surgical scalpel, precisely slashing at Zhao Jun's weakest artery.

That's where the Marshal Zhao Kuo is!

After all, Zhao Kuo is only good at talking on paper and has no actual combat experience. Although he knew that there would be such an attack just now, when he saw the famous Qin cavalry attacking, even though there was still a long distance between the two sides, he could The biting and murderous aura rushing towards his face was as bitingly cold as the winter wind.

Zhao Kuo's legs were shaking!

At this moment, Zhao Kuo had already thrown his original combat policy out of the blue.

He just wants to live!

This is actually easy to understand.

Zhao Kuo is like a person who talks eloquently about chess. Once he plays chess and is called a general by a veteran opponent, the first thing he thinks of is to keep the old man.

He quickly ordered people to wave the military flag and ordered the soldiers in front to rush back for help.

But the question is, the soldiers near the city wall are now fighting in full swing, Zhao Kuo ordered them to retreat, will they retreat, or not?

If you don't retreat, you will be disobeying the military order, and according to the military law, you will be beheaded as a public display.

But if he retreats, he really thinks that Qin Jun is blind, and will Zhao Jun retreat safely?

As for the soldiers in the back row, they were the closest to Zhao Kuo.

However, there were fierce horses trampling around crazily nearby, their formation had long been disrupted, ordinary soldiers looked at each other at a loss, and the middle-level commanders of each army shouted loudly with difficulty, trying to reorganize the troops and command them.

The entire back row was in chaos for a while.

Under such circumstances, the black Xuanjia cavalry was like a landslide, and the billowing black tide submerged everything along the way. All the Zhao troops who stood in the way were killed in an instant.

Seeing that the Qin army was about to succeed, Bai Qi was on the city wall preparing to celebrate the victory ahead of time.

"boom!"

Above the sky, a sudden roar attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

"Ok?"

Bai Qi let out a cry of surprise.

Looking in the direction of the roar, he saw a figure flying down with something like a bird's wing on its back, rushing into the battlefield.

At this moment, Yang Ming really wanted to curse.

The Gongshuyi created by this public loser is actually a defective product!

The public transport wing is similar to a modern glider, and it is one of the achievements of Yang Ming's last robbery.

Among the hundreds of scholars, the public loser has always been famous for making various instruments.

Where did Yang Ming think that these guys with thick eyebrows and big eyes would actually move their hands and feet in the equipment. He was only halfway through the gliding, and the Gongshuyi was scrapped halfway!

But right now, it's not the time to consider revenge on public losers.

Because Yang Ming is falling from a high altitude.

Coincidentally, the place where it fell was in the middle of that black armored cavalry.

"boom!"

The fall wrapped in the power of the shock crashed to the ground, and directly sent the cavalry within nine meters nearby, including men and horses, flying and vomiting blood.

Yang Ming crawled out of the impact hole, fortunately he was protected by the Arhat's golden body, there was nothing serious on the surface, but he suffered some internal injuries and was very depressed.

Looking at the expressions of the Xuanjia cavalry around him who wanted to choose someone to eat, Yang Ming laughed and said:

"If I say, I did it on purpose just now, do you believe it?"

Chapter 68 This son is so terrifying, he must not stay

Yang Ming took out the recovery potion from the space capsule, and hurriedly replenished it for himself.

Taking a sip of the cold potion, the internal pain caused by the fall from a high altitude quickly subsided.

Although it was still a little uncomfortable, it did not affect Yang Ming's performance.

Yang Ming's arrogant behavior immediately stimulated the sensitive nerves of the surrounding Qin cavalry.

A cavalryman named Xuanjia kept silent, raised his bronze halberd one after another, grabbed the reins with his free left hand, and the horses raised their heads and neighed. The tacit cooperation with their masters over the years has made these horses already understand human nature. If you talk too much, you will know the voice of the master.

Horseshoes gallop, cavalry charge!

"Da da da! Da da da..."

The ground trembled, and yellow sand filled the sky.

The pitch-black armor, the pitch-black war horse, the pitch-black battle flag, and the black cavalry cavalry are surging like a turbid black tide, wanting to crush this overconfident kid in front of him to pieces!

"Just in time!"

Yang Ming's eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

Clay figurines are angry, let alone him?

The successive assassinations by the Luowang and Quicksand organizations have already made Yang Ming angry.

Right now, this group of Xuanjia cavalry can just become his appetizer.

If the Xuanjia cavalry knew their status in Yang Ming's eyes, they would probably have a heart attack with anger.

"boom!"

Yang Ming stepped on the ground, and a footprint was sunken on the loess ground. With the help of the force of the impact, Yang Ming instantly performed a free and easy tour, and phantoms of white clouds appeared under his feet, gently supporting his body, making his The speed surged.

A hint of contempt flashed in the eyes of a Xuanjia cavalryman.

"People from the rivers and lakes, how dare you stand in the way of Daqin?"

"kill!!!"

The five fingers of his right hand clenched the bronze halberd tightly. The long and hard halberd tore through the air, made a sharp whining sound of breaking the wind, and slammed fiercely at Yang Ming's body.

Unexpectedly, like a slippery loach, Yang Ming turned sideways to avoid the oncoming bronze halberd.

Just when the Xuanjia cavalry in the front line mistakenly thought that Yang Ming was trying to walk around the battlefield with lightness skills, they saw him take out a bone knife with a door length and width from nowhere, which seemed to weigh at least several hundred catties. But he waved it with ease in his hands.

"Open it for me!"

He gave a loud shout.

Yang Ming swung his knife and slashed forward.

A miraculous scene happened.

The condensed vibrating force turned into a horizontal line, forming a saber aura to sweep away.

Since Yang Ming hadn't developed the Zhenzhen Fruit for a short time, he could only swing it three meters away, but it was still like a meat grinder.

"Tear!"

Cracks in the air were violently torn apart and spread to a range of nine meters. Within this range, cavalrymen and horses immediately enjoyed VIP-level treatment, and felt a painful and happy feeling from the outside to the inside.

Pain is physical pain.

Happiness is because of flying up in place, and no longer feel the continuous pain.

"puff!"

The cavalry near Yang Ming's front row vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The cavalry behind did not have time to feel sad for the death of their comrades in arms. Even though they knew that the young man in front of them was not easy to provoke, once the cavalry started to charge, they were not allowed to brake midway, because this would drag the cavalry behind to hit their tails and cause a series of traffic accidents.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same robe with your son!"

The Xuanjia cavalry chanted the ancient Qin Yue, and the vigorous Qin opera echoed in the air, crushing under the deafening hooves of horses.

Without fear, Yang Ming drew his sword and stood up.