Sha Po Lang

At this moment, a familiar cry came into Chang Geng's ears. Chang Geng turned his head and saw Ge Tuhu's human head and pig's head hanging on the railing, and his bloated wife, whose face was livid, was crushed by a collapsed wall and was gone. angry.The crying of his little fat man came intermittently not far away, Chang Geng was taken aback, and without thinking about other things, he blurted out: "That seems to be Ge Pangxiao from the butcher's family..."

Shen Yi kept walking, flying past.

Chang Geng thought he didn't hear clearly: "Wait!"

Shen Yi said: "I am ordered to protect His Highness to leave the city without delay."

His voice came from behind the iron mask, like cold iron covered with icy slag in a cold day.

Chang Geng was stunned.

The howling wind brushed against the tips of his ears, and the sticky cold sweat trickled down his spine belatedly, and all the tentacles touched were the cold armor of black iron—so cold, like the one on his wrist that would never cover it. Not hot like an iron wrist clasp.

Ge Pangxiao is the best at acting like a baby. When he smiles, he can see his teeth but see his eyes. He is very strange. No one doesn't like him.

Chang Geng suddenly asked in a low voice: "Isn't that also your student?"

In Shen Yi's eyes, the students who get along day and night are just the result of his two-year imperial mandate, right?

That's right, to the great figures of Xuantieying, what is the little goose returning to the city?

What are the children of the butcher's family?

In this world, some people's lives are probably more valuable than others, not necessarily likable ones.

Of course, Shen Yi would not be as cold-blooded as his cold armor, but he was alone at this time, so of course he prioritized the task and could not allow any mistakes.

The Western Regions had just been annexed, and the elites of the entire Black Tie Battalion were stationed there. What they brought over was only a small part. After two years of netting, they had to kill with one blow and catch that big fish.

If you catch it, you can get three to five years of stability and peace in northern Xinjiang, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted.

The reason for this is so complicated that it is difficult to explain it in a few words. How can I explain it clearly to a half-grown child?

Shen Yi said shyly: "Your Highness, forgive me...Your Highness!"

It turned out that Chang Geng took advantage of his unpreparedness and bent down to touch the buckle of Shen Yixuan's steel armor elbow.

Naturally, the heavy armor of the Xuantie camp would not be opened by him with a flick, but he managed to push Shen Yi's steel hand away by an inch - Shen Yi had to back away. Chang Geng saw the heavy armor of Xuantie for the first time. I don't know the difference between the precise black iron heavy armor and the broken copper and rotten iron of Yan Huicheng Shou - if the black armor is broken by such arbitrarily external force, the buckle that pops out is enough to break a thick tree.

At this very inch, Chang Geng quickly pulled out his foot, and rolled over from Shen Yi's shoulder with a somersault.

"I'm not some kind of Highness," Chang Geng stood two steps away and looked at him, his face darker than Xuan Tie's, "My feet are not dragon's claws, they are deformed by my mother wrapped in broken porcelain, if She did tell you that if she has anything to do with the royal family, she might be trying to create a counterfeit to confuse the royal lineage. I think the general is leaving in such a hurry, so there must be another important task. I am not afraid of death, and I have no intention of stealing any golden branches and jade leaves Now that I have made it clear to you about my identity, I won't delay the general any longer."

Shen Yi flipped up his black iron mask, and looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment.

Chang Geng stopped looking at him, jumped off the wall, and ran towards the direction where Ge Pangxiao was calling for help.

The black iron heavy armor was very conspicuous in the little Yanhui city. Shen Yi was stunned, and was immediately entangled by a group of barbarians. Chang Geng was not worried. Even if he was an amateur, he could tell that those barbarians It was basically to deliver food to this master of Xuantieying. It can be seen that although the folk legend that forty Xuanjia could sweep the grassland was a bit exaggerated, it was not completely groundless.

The martial arts that the young man practiced hard for many years was not useless. He rushed into the narrow road extremely nimbly and crossed the courtyard wall, just as he saw a barbarian punch a wild goose back to the veteran's chest and dented it. He fell down suddenly, and it seemed that he could not survive.

Ge Pangxiao's face was swollen like a steamed bun, and he crouched in the corner holding his head in fear.

Chang Geng saw the old soldier's sword flying a few feet away. When the barbarian turned his back on him, he took a sudden step forward and held the heavy sword in his hand. A thin stream of steam was sprayed from the tail of the heavy sword. It is a "steel armor sword", but unfortunately it has been in disrepair for a long time, and I don't know if it can still be used.

When the barbarian heard the movement, he immediately turned around clumsily wearing his heavy armor, and Ge Pangxiao opened his mouth wide——

Chang Geng twisted open the steam holder under the steel armored sword, and the circle of sharp blades whimpered and spun around, mixed with a smell of burnt paste, several parts inside were broken, and Chang Geng was so shocked that he almost couldn't hold it. Stop, he yelled, and cut back to a big tree next to him.

Although the buzzing steel-armored sword was shaped like scrap copper and iron, it cut down the tree very quickly. Before the barbarian could react, the big tree fell down with a loud crash, just hitting the barbarian under it. Chang Geng pointed at Ge Fatty growled: "Run fast!"

The snot and tears on Ge Pangxiao's face became a ball, and he shouted at the top of his voice, "Brother!"

Before he could express his farewell, the barbarian who was suppressed by the big tree suddenly let out a loud shout, and blatantly split the beam-like wood in half, and he was like an enraged buffalo, staring at the two in front of him with red eyes. An almost unarmed teenager.

Seeing that this matter could not be resolved, Chang Geng decided to fight directly.

He took a deep breath, turned sideways, slanted his shoulders slightly, clenched the sword in his hand with both hands, and made a solid starting gesture.

It's a pity that no matter how solid it is, it's useless as soon as he stood still, he heard a "click", the steel armored sword was completely stuck, coughed twice, a puff of black smoke came out of it, and it became a ball Genuine scrap copper and rotten iron.

Ge Pangxiao gasped: "This..."

"Go away." Chang Geng said softly to Ge Pangxiao.

Ge Pangxiao lived up to his reputation as a witty ghost, and without saying a word, he rolled himself into a harmless meat ball, rolled into a corner, and perfectly vacated the field.

The barbarian roared angrily, intending to use a pair of iron fists to smash this ignorant cub into meatloaf.

Chang Geng bent down the moment the big iron fist landed on top of his head, quickly slipped through the gap between the fists, passed by the veteran's corpse, snapped and snapped the veteran's steel leggings surprisingly swiftly. unloaded.

At this time, the wind had come from behind, Chang Geng rolled those "steel legs" into his arms, rolled into the dog hole outside the wall of the neighbor's house on the spot, and kicked his legs the moment he landed, no matter what happens Then he put the pair of steel legs on his own feet.

There was only a sound of "bang", and the weak earthen wall of the people's house was smashed to pieces by the barbarian's fist, and the clods of earth fell down one after another, and the steel legs under Chang Geng's feet sprayed out fine particles of purple gold from the ankle. The steam pushed him three feet away at the critical moment.

Chang Geng almost had the illusion that he had already floated up.

In addition to the iron wrist buckle, this was the first time he wore a part of the steel armor on himself. In the front line of life and death, he managed to maintain his balance and grabbed a corner of the remaining courtyard wall.

Ge Pangxiao screamed: "Be careful——"

The barbarian had already violently swung away the jumping city bricks, the steel armor let out an unbearable hiss, and the steam under his feet was like clouds and fog. He was a little surprised that this young man was difficult to deal with, so he put away his iron fist, and the gears on his chest were jaw-dropping. Turning around sourly, the pitch-black short muzzle aimed at Chang Geng.

Get ready for a quick fight.

Chang Geng, who hadn't learned how to live peacefully with the pair of "Hot Wheels" under his feet, heard the sound of "buzz", and immediately rushed forward instinctively, his back felt burning pain, and the sand splashed on the ground shivered like steel. The nails rolled towards him, covering his head and face, and he only had time to protect his head and face with the useless sword.

People from the Central Plains would never dare to put short cannons on their chests on their steel armor. Such powerful short cannons can shatter a person's bones. The reason why the Xuantieying was able to sweep the eighteen tribes of the northern barbarians was because the barbarians who occupied the ground in the sky were unable to afford the cheapness of producing their own steel armors. Now they got this batch of heavy armors from nowhere, and there were grasslands behind them. Will Ziliujin, which stretches thousands of miles, be bullied by people from the Central Plains who are like sheep?

How terrible this incident is, the young Chang Geng at this time has no time to think about it.

Mr. Shen... When General Shen taught him how to take care of the steel armor, he once inadvertently mentioned that the short cannons on the steel armor have limited space, and the ice pipes for cooling are not so effective. In order to prevent people in the armor from being burned , Every time it is fired, there is a cooling time of about a stick of incense. At this time, the short cannon launch port on the steel armor is automatically locked, so he still has room to breathe.

The barbarian shouted in blunt Chinese: "Run, little bug! You're scared to death! Run!"

Chang Geng's eyes darkened, and he slid down from the base of the wall in a flowing circle, turned around and rushed towards the barbarian who was chasing at high speed.

The barbarian was caught off guard, did not expect him to be so bold, and instinctively slashed at him with a long knife. The heavy armor was almost twice the height of the young man, and there was naturally a dead angle below. Chang Geng lay back, leaning against the ground to avoid the head-on knife. The steel legs rubbed violently against the stone slab on the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.

Chang Geng threw out the steel sword that was blowing the lamp and drawing wax, and it hit the barbarian's back heart. The barbarian instinctively dodged. At this moment, Chang Geng pressed the iron wrist button in his hand, and his sleeve was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. He circled out, piercing into the barbarian's heavy armor like cutting melons and vegetables.

Chang Geng: "..."

He was just trying his luck, he had no idea that the iron wrist buckle that Shen Shiliu casually threw to him was such a magic weapon.

The thread in the sleeve pierced through the "golden meridian" of the barbarian's heavy armor. The precise heavy armor lost its power in an instant. All locked in an instant.

At this time, if the person in the heavy armor has a clear mind, he should take off the armor first and then kill the enemy while he still has half his body to move. Could it be that without the heavy armor, he, a big and thick barbarian, can't do anything to two and a half children Yet?

However, although the barbarian obtained these heavy armors through some method, he obviously has not fully grasped the iron monster. The moment the heavy armor was locked, the barbarian inside was stunned. His first reaction was to want to Brute force and mechanical lock confrontation.

A mortal body, even if it is born with divine power, how can it resist that heavy armor?

He lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Chang Geng made a decisive decision and took a step forward without hesitation. The steel legs under his feet activated the maximum power, aimed at the gold box near the short cannon on the back of the barbarian, and stomped down hard.

No matter how broken the steel leg was, it could crush the stone slab three inches behind, and the golden box cracked.

However, Chang Geng's steel leg was also crippled during the head-to-head encounter. He kicked too hard, and part of the force rebounded to his calf. One leg was so painful that he couldn't feel it for a while, and he didn't know if it was broken.

Chang Geng gritted his teeth, rolled over on one leg and backed away.

The moment he retreated, the barbarian's cracked golden box exploded, and the barbarian's head was blown into a pile of fine pieces on the spot, splashing everywhere.

Chang Geng's body was inevitably splashed with some red and white brains. He hung one leg and wiped the blood off his face expressionlessly. Amid the horrible stench, he was not afraid at all.

Maybe Xiu Niang was right, he was born to be a monster.

Ge Pang didn't lose the chain at the critical moment. Although he was shaking like a sieve, his brain was still spinning, and he shouted to Chang Geng: "Brother, let's find a place to hide quickly, and I will take you to my father's cellar!"

As soon as Chang Geng took a step forward, the pain in his leg made him fall to the ground with a groan, and the cold sweat dripped down unceasingly. Seeing this, Ge Pangxiao ran over unambiguously, shouted loudly, and picked up his back. Chang Geng.

Although he was not very old, he was already quite fat. While running, Ge Pangxiao also wheezed and wheezed as his white flesh and branches trembled.

His breath didn't stop him from expressing his loyalty: "Brother, my parents let them kill you, you saved my life, and I will follow you from now on! I will do whatever you want me to do! Let's kill all these savages!"

In the last sentence, he broke his voice and cried.

Chang Geng couldn't hold the useless sword in his exhausted hand, so he had to let it fall to the ground with a muffled sound. The muscles in his arm were convulsed, and at the same time he smiled embarrassedly, and joked to Pang Ge: "What do I want you to do?" , save the slaughtered meat for famine years?"

Ge Pangxiao: "At least I can wash your feet..."

At this moment, Chang Geng's ears moved, and he heard an ominous "rustling" sound, and immediately called out to stop Ge Pangxiao: "Hush!"

Ge Pangxiao: "My mother said that I wash my feet cleanly, and my father's feet are whiter than steamed buns..."

The little fat man's voice stopped abruptly, he stopped abruptly, and took two steps back tremblingly.

At the end of the path, a barbarian in bright heavy armor came out slowly.