The drums were loud and the war horses were galloping.

With the bridge as the boundary, the four generals meet head-on.

The frost horse is rushing against the Fengli horse. The dragon spear is raising its head and shook the roaring tiger guard.

There is lightning and fire, and people are intertwined. No one is falling off the horse, and the momentum is evenly matched.

The magic horse is about to be powerful, and the eyes are overwhelming. In a blink of an eye, the three combinations have passed.

The three combinations are not distinguished from the top and the bottom, and the battle is again until the tenth combination.

At this moment, Mr. Cai was a little relieved. Zhao Zilong was so magical. Ma Meng first came out of the cottage, and the young phoenix was clear. Even if he could compete for the competition, he was determined in his heart. Mr. Cai, who was deeply in love and proved the truth with his own heart. Mr. Cai, was extremely talented and intelligent. Mr. Cai, presented him with his name and recommended him to King Ji to face him. Ruan Yuanyu, Mr. Cai, called him a "wizard" and also recommended him to serve as an official. He was also called "Three Yuan of the Cai Sect" with Ma Mengqi. Yuan and Meng both meant to be "the leader". A few days ago, Ma Chao came to see him and said that his companion Ma Dai would return soon. He was begging to join the master. Mr. Cai, who had agreed. Mr. Cai, was a versatile talent in civil and military under the sect, which was enviable.

Let’s look at the scene. While talking, we have fought to thirty rounds.

Chen Daliu is at the upper hand. Zhao Yun and Ma Chao, no matter how far they are, they are driving the horse back. Ma Meng rises and pushes his reins. The horse is like a light cloud. The wind and lightning are like thunder. Ten steps away, it has already risen rapidly.

A flash of horse passed by. Ma Meng raised his roaring tiger guards and took Zhao Zilong straight away.

A flash of light and a blow through the air.

The dragon, the roaring tiger, and the spear and spear intersect. The fire line flows, and the dazzling light is extremely dazzling. People and horses hold the wind and destroy each other. The air seems to condense suddenly. Before they can collide, they bounce open. The golden swords intertwine, buzzing, and are deafening.

The battleship swung left and right, and the ship's wings were shaking. The power of a blow suddenly made me feel astonished as the world twisted.

"Thunder is not enough to cover your ears, and the soldiers are not enough to flash." The horses are galloping, and the two generals are fighting back. The golden swords are fighting, and the fire snakes fly. When the chess meet, they meet good talents. A peak duel is full of excitement. Even Chen Dao fights Zhang He, which is very exciting, but has no time to take care of. Unconsciously, he has fought until fifty rounds to open.

Not to know when the sky was covered with clouds and the wind and snow suddenly became tight.

The sky and the earth are dim and shine in white horses. The vision is dim, making the people and horses more dazzling and clear. The smoke in the martial arts field is filled with smoke. When passing through the middle canal, it suddenly sinks into the water. It is like the waves of the angry sea, and the sky is flying bridges.

The angry horse raised his mane and rode the fog and clouds. Fortunately, he met the equal force, which was enough to comfort his whole life. Zhao Yun and Ma Chao focused on what they had learned throughout their lives and fought against lily again, which was difficult to distinguish.

Inside and outside the field, there were silent. On the warm pavilion, many famous ministers and generals were sweating like raindrops. Zhao Yun and Ma Chao stimulated each other's power, coming and going, and the momentum was irreversible. A slight difference can lead to life and death. How can we not sweat when we use ourselves to judge others?

Hundred and fifty combinations, two hundred and fifty combinations, three hundred and ten.

White lights intertwined, and the lines of fire rose together.

All the viewers were frightened and inexplicably frightened. Many people covered their faces with their sleeves and couldn't bear to look at them.

"My husband quickly dismisses the army and cannot fight again." The elder sister said first.

"Yes." King Ji strode to the meteor and left the seat with his sword: "So quickly open the glass wall."

"Here." The Secretariat Pushe Xun Cai hurriedly pushed the pavilion window.

The fierce battle was in full swing. Both sides were furious and blood rushing, and the heat was emitting. Where the white horse passed, the snow melted, and the wind and thunder were hidden. Why do you need the master to volley? The divine horse turned back on its own. The meteor flew lightning, and it rose up and chased.

The love and scenery are all foggy and untraceable. The eyes are opposite each other, and only the world is united by people and horses.

Between life and death, the divine light is like lightning, breaking through the sky and attacking.

He took the lead and hit the wing of the ship.

It was Hualou Sangxia. The scabbard sword stood upright, like the lord who came in person.

The lightning was shining and fire. Zhao Yun and Ma Chao each took their own moves. The divine horse raised its mane and rolled up a thousand snow piles.

The divine horse stopped and the divine power disappeared. The sky was bright and it was like washing for a moment.

Everyone was in a state of excitement and was still scared.

"It's better to talk about harmony." King Ji was standing tall and looked like a spring breeze.

King Ji was in the king's direction, and the spectators left the seat. They shouted: Pay a visit to the king.

The four generals dismounted and bowed without objection.

Zhang He bowed his fists and said, "Shame."

Chen Dao smiled and replied: "No need."

Three hundred, Zhang He was already at a disadvantage. If he fought again, he might not be the enemy of Chen Dao.

Ma Chao held the horse and met Zhao Yun. He looked at each other and laughed at each other, and was in his heart. In a peak duel, each had its own progress.

This battle is like "one drum will make one drum, and then it will fade, and three times will be exhausted." Lily is a drum, and three times will be the three-way drum. After the battle of the three drift, the spirit of fighting will be boiling. When the battle is again, the power will fade, and the killing will be exhausted. When the nature rises, it will be difficult to control yourself. Fighting with one's life, it will be too late to regret it.

"Reporting to your husband, it's similar to martial arts, so you can't do it too much." King Ji returned to his throne, and the elder sister spoke softly. Instead of calling him "little brother", he called him "husband", which shows that the matter is big.

"What the elder sister said is very true." King Ji was also worried. If he had not taken action in time, a general would have lost it. "Die before he succeeded, the hero would have tears in his heart." The horse also had the heart to compete for victory, let alone the generals of the country.

All the officials were in a row, and they were thrilling. As the general of the unparalleled power, the victory or defeat was no longer important. The elders of all the countries were also lucky. It was just right for the lord to release the troops. It was a matter of time.

"Meng Qi became famous in his battle." Mr. Shui Jing exclaimed.

"In terms of horsepower, the white dragon is slightly better." Zhen 2,000 stone liu, the family horse Ling Su Shuang said.

The big stable ordered Zhang He to say, "Ma Mengqi is better in riding."

"What if there is no lord who will release the army?" Chen Lin sent a letter to ask Dong Xiaoxizhi.

Later slogan: "The lord has one arm."

"How is the outcome?" Chen Lin asked.

The east is filial and the west is straight, looking at each other and smiling, saying nothing.

The people and horses ran suddenly, and they were so refreshed. However, the ground was frozen and the blood was frozen into ice. If they were stuck in the field, they would be infected with typhoid fever. The four generals left the stage one after another. In the martial arts hall, there were camp soldiers who helped the divine horses trot and accumulate energy and slowly cooled down. Later, wash them in hot water and put on blankets to keep warm. Then feed the ** material and sleep well to restore horsepower.

Later, I rushed to the fifth hall to pay homage to the lord and presented the sword to return the scabbard.

King Ji encouraged him and moved his three queens back to the palace. All officials walked with him.

When the king's flag was lowered, the spectators left one after another. Some friends outside the venue asked about the battle. Suddenly, they realized that the words were exhausted and could not be repeated. Everyone sighed.

"Zhang He's weapons are a little weak." On the car, King Ji suddenly said. Chen arrived at the Seven-Star Scythe, which was a magic weapon. Zhang He's hand was not able to catch his strength.

"After my husband ordered me to build a temple, I will build two long and short swords for Xu Chu. Iron is still there, so why not create magical weapons for Zhang He, Zhang Liao and others?" said the elder sister.

"As the elder sister said." King Ji passed on his mission. The generals of the country are striving for excellence. They will do everything they can and do their best. They should do their best.

However, time is urgent. This martial arts exercise cannot be used. For example, conflicts. Even magic weapons and sharp weapons and blades can be damaged. Good craftsmen in the camp can repair them in time and maintain them daily. Just like armor, they also need to be repaired neatly. A big battle, in addition to testing the troops and formations, and fighting each other, it also requires complete logistics. The camp soldiers and half of the soldiers and auxiliary vehicles rely on each other, which is why.
Chapter completed!