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

He is like a majestic and straight reef, standing alone in front of the boundless Kuroshio, welcoming the endless offensive.

Iron pillars can be ground into needles, and water droplets can be pierced by stones, let alone he is only single?

however!

It's just such a seemingly insignificant figure on this battlefield, but with a single person and a knife, he forcibly resists the black tide that overwhelms the waves!

Not only that, he even broke into the black tide alone, forcibly cutting a road of blood, a road of bones forged by the corpses of the cavalrymen of the state of Qin!

The wild horses with their tails burned by the flames were still running wildly on the battlefield, the shooters of the Qin and Zhao armies were still facing each other, and the battle around the fortress walls was still in full swing.

In such a boring picture, there is a stunning stroke.

Tens of thousands of Xuanjia cavalry were torn open from the middle!

Under the banner of Marshal Zhao Jun, Zhao Kuo's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked around.

"This person must be a generous and tragic man from Yanzhao, who came from a long distance to save our army from fire and water. Does anyone know where he is from?"

People on the left and right shook their heads quickly.

Light Wolf City is just a small frontier city with a population of less than 30. Although Yang Ming has gained fame here, there are no cameras in this era, and handmade albums are far from the real thing after all, so no one recognizes Yang Ming. Ming's identity.

"I do not care!"

"Send your horse over quickly, and tell me that the commander-in-chief is here to invite you."

The people on the left and right rolled their eyes secretly.

They murmured:

"Who do you think you are? If you call someone over, they will come over?"

However, at this moment, Zhao Kuo completely regarded Yang Ming as a life-saving straw, especially the way Yang Ming appeared from the sky just now was too exciting. As a young man, Zhao Kuo deeply felt that this person was awesome, and he must be recruited under his command. Serve yourself.

A messenger rushed towards Yang Ming with Zhao Kuo's ardent entrustment.

As the marshal, Bai Qi's performance is completely different.

Bai Qi asked people around, pointing his finger in the direction of Yang Ming, and asked:

"Who knows, who is this young man who slaughtered our Qin army's cavalry?"

The lieutenants on the left and right shook their heads in a daze.

Bai Qi frowned, and ordered:

"Chuan Luowang came to ask questions!"

The net killer is not good at charging and defending the city, so he stays in the city and waits for orders.

At this time, Bai Qi ordered to hide the sun, startled salamander, Zhengang, and cut off the water. These four sky-level killers looked at a loss, and they didn't know why the marshal summoned them at this time.

Despite being puzzled, the four rushed to the scene in time.

In less than a cup of tea time, the four of them used lightness kung fu again and again, and they all came to the top of the wall.

Bai Qi was not polite to them either, pointing in Yang Ming's direction and asking:

"The Luowang organization collects intelligence from all over the world. You should know who that young man is?"

The four people covering the sun looked in the direction of Bai Qi's finger, and their pupils shrank suddenly.

In this short period of time, more than half of the tens of thousands of Xuanjia cavalry were beheaded by Yang Ming, and now they are being chased and beaten like bereaved dogs!

When the Qin Kingdom conquered the world, has there ever been such a humiliating thing?

Bing Ri suppressed the fear in his heart, clasped his fists with both hands, and said:

"Reporting to Marshal, this person is Yang Ming."

Hearing this, Bai Qi's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice:

"This child is so terrifying, he must not stay!"

Chapter 69 Zhao Kuo?what are you

Looking down from a high altitude, on a narrow plain between the Qinling Mountains and the tributaries of the Yangtze River, the densely packed Zhao army is like ants.

The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of weapons colliding, the sound of bowstring trembling and arrows piercing the air, the deafening sound of war drums beating, and the wailing and painful cries of soldiers before they died, the sounds entered the ears, and merged into a symphony played by Yundi, which made people feel fascinated. The shock.

However, on this Asura-like fighting battlefield, there was a place that was exceptionally quiet.

There, no soldiers around dared to approach, not even a fierce horse with a burnt buttock dared to break in, as if forming a forbidden area where the living were not allowed to enter, it was daunting.

Indeed, when they saw the corpses of black cavalrymen lying on the ground, and even from the froze horror expressions on their faces, it seemed that they could empathize with the horror they faced before they died.

In the center of this forbidden area, there is a pile of corpses made of bones.

A handsome young man sat on the pile of corpses, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his eyes were a little empty, as if he was thinking about the meaning of life.

A bone knife full of cracks was stuck upside down on the head of a dead horse. The knife was stained with too much blood and had been dried by the wind, but it could still be seen that it was a sword from the Warring States Period. Rare treasure knife.

The autumn wind carried the bloody breath of the battlefield, blowing the bangs on Yang Ming's forehead fluttering.

He just sat here to rest, and no one dared to approach him in a daze.

The messenger came to the edge of the forbidden area with Zhao Kuo's order, his teeth chattering continuously.

The messenger was on the verge of tears.

The young man on the opposite side was full of murderous looks, like a ghost crawling out of a sea of ​​corpses. Under the threat of beheading tens of thousands of cavalrymen of the Qin army, just looking at him from a distance gave people a feeling of scalp numbness.

As if sensing the messenger's gaze, the handsome young man recovered from his trance and suddenly turned his head to look.

That pair of eagle-like sharp eyes shot out a sharp gaze, like two sharp daggers flying towards him.

"Pfft!"

The courier fell to the ground, and a foul smell flowed out from between his legs.

But even so, the messenger still remembered Marshal Zhao Kuo's order, and said to Yang Ming from a distance:

"Young man, our marshal is here to invite you."

"Ok?"

Yang Ming tilted his head, saw that the messenger was wearing Zhao Jun's khaki clothes, and understood what the other party meant.

"Zhao Kuo wants to see me?"

Rubbing his smooth chin with his fingers, Yang Ming's eyes were slightly pensive.

He has squeezed out all the riches of the various schools of thought. Zhao Kuo was born in a wealthy family and is the new marshal of Zhao Guo, so he should have a lot of riches, right?

It just so happened that Yang Ming had almost had a rest.

Pulling out the bone knife from the horse's head, he glanced at the blue quality weapon that followed him to fight in two world dungeons. Seeing that the knife was covered with cracks, as if it might disintegrate at any time, Yang Ming frowned slightly, and secretly said:

"It seems that blue-quality weapons cannot withstand the shock force for a long time after all."

"I hope Zhao Kuo can bring me a little surprise."

Carrying the bone knife on his shoulder, Yang Ming came to the messenger.

"Where is Zhao Kuo now?"

Feeling the solid murderous aura on Yang Ming's body at close range, the courier trembled all over, as if suffering from epilepsy, his limbs were about to twitch.

Even so, the messenger still devoted himself to his duty, raised his right hand, and pointed his fingers in the direction of the commander-in-chief.

There, stood two flags.

One side is engraved with Zhao in red characters, and the other side is engraved with Zhao in yellow characters.

The former is the flag of Zhao Kuoshuai, and the latter is the flag of Zhao Guojun.

In a large-scale battlefield involving tens of thousands of people, due to backward technology, a large number of middle and low-level commanders can only rely on a large number of low-level commanders to verbally command ordinary soldiers to fight. The military flag is the product that came into being. Different forms of waving the military flag represent different The military order is issued to facilitate the transmission of military orders from top to bottom.

Shuai Qi is the most important thing.

Where the handsome flag is, is where the marshal is.

As long as the handsome flag is still standing firmly on the battlefield, the soldiers can look at it from a distance, as if they have taken a reassurance, they can fight boldly on the front line with confidence.

Yang Ming's goal is so obvious that Zhao Kuo has been focusing on it.

At first, Zhao Kuo was very happy when he saw Yang Ming accepting the invitation and walking in the direction of Shuaiqi, because he always thought that Yang Ming was a scholar from Yanzhao, who came to help him.

But when Yang Ming gradually approached and felt the murderous aura on Yang Ming's body that was even more terrifying than the cavalry of the Qin Army, Zhao Kuo's face turned pale for a moment, as if someone had poured cold water on his head, and he suddenly woke up. A terrible thought came to mind.

"If this boy didn't come to help our army, what should I do?"

At this time, it fully reflects the quality of a marshal.

As the marshal of the three armies, one cannot be indecisive, that would not only kill oneself, but also implicate the three armies.

Zhao Kuo was obviously not good enough. One moment he was complacent about Yang Ming's arrival, but the next moment he was worried that Yang Ming would murder him for money.

Although, to a certain extent, he was right.

However, Zhao Kuo's next response directly angered Yang Ming.

Zhao Kuo said to the left and right in a panic:

"No one in our army is the opponent of this young man. I am worried that this man will be domineering and unwilling to be subordinated to others. You will send someone down and order this man to wait outside for the time being. When our army successfully captures the fortress of the Qin army, I will invite this man again." A teenager came over to apologize."

What can the left and right say?

The first level of official rank crushes people to death!

A herald hurried over to convey Zhao Kuo's latest instructions to Yang Ming:

"Young man, Marshal, please wait here patiently."

Yang Ming frowned, a little displeased, and said:

"Did he say, when will he invite me over?"

"This one……"

The herald was sweating coldly on his forehead, under Yang Ming's aggressive gaze, he faltered and said:

"The marshal said that when the Zhao army successfully captured the Qin army's fortress, I will definitely apologize to you."

As soon as the herald officer finished speaking, his eyes were covered by a knife light.

Throw your head and sprinkle your blood.

"What kind of thing is Zhao Kuo, who dares to come to me immediately and leave immediately?"

After Yang Ming beheaded the messenger, he ignored the vigilant Zhao Jun in front and walked straight towards Shuai Qi.

"How dare you!"

Zhao Kuo didn't expect that his herald would be beheaded by Yang Ming, and he was furious, saying:

"This son has no one in his eyes. After I go back, I will definitely report to King Zhao and punish him severely."

As he said that, Zhao Kuo watched from a distance and saw Yang Ming rushing into the flock of sheep like a tiger, entering the Zhao army, and panicked.

He looked around and asked left and right:

"Who would dare to fight this kid?"

Chapter 70 I've Never Touched Money, I'm Not Interested in Money

"Who would dare to fight this kid?"

Zhao Kuo asked about loneliness.

Even a blind person can tell that Yang Ming is not an invincible master at the level of heaven and man.

Therefore, Zhao Kuo's generals all watched with their eyes and noses, and pretended not to hear.

None of his subordinates dared to step forward, Zhao Kuo was so angry that he stomped his feet and said:

"Eating the king's salary, worrying about the king's worries, I usually treat you well, but you lose the chain at a critical moment, it really kills me!"

No matter how Zhao Kuo yelled and scolded, a famous Zhao general just kept silent, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he stayed in place motionless.

In desperation, Zhao Kuo had no choice but to send his troops south, preparing to avoid his edge and return to the rear city.

However, the hundreds of thousands of troops did not retreat whenever Zhao Kuo wanted to.