It's so dangling, but the cloth is torn.

Wei Shou looked at the young generals who were getting stronger and stronger, and knew that Huang Lie, the main rider, had hidden strength. If he didn't take it seriously, he might really become a military exploit for his opponent's upward climb.

He had no choice but to threaten again: "You forced me to do this. Anyone who has seen my martial armor will either be blind or dead."

With a stamp of his feet, the pink and tender martial energy enveloped him, and he instantly transformed into a champagne-colored mountain-shaped armor, but the rest of the leather was a strange pink armor. Fortunately, he had a collar to cover his face, otherwise where would his old face be?

This color is only liked by women's families and literati who like romance, so it looks a bit weird on him.

The young general was really stunned.

Wei Shou was not polite to him, he unleashed a tyrannical momentum that was not in line with the pink color, and did it without saying hello. The moves were dangerous and tricky, but the young military general always felt that the opponent had left three points of strength, otherwise he might have been even more embarrassed to deal with it.

Overall, the coalition forces have an absolute advantage in numbers.

But the military force at Chaoliguan is not weak either.

The key to victory or defeat does not lie in these generals, but in the huge main force. When Shen Tang was under Xiaocheng, he wanted to use one person to break the shield formed by the morale of more than ten thousand rebels in Gongxi Qiu. Although he failed,

But it also reflects that if these ordinary soldiers have enough morale, they can also fight against powerful and courageous warriors, and even defeat them in one fell swoop!

An ordinary soldier is cannon fodder.

Two ordinary soldiers are worthless.

A group of three or five people cannot defeat a low-ranking official.

but--

What about one thousand, two thousand, three thousand?

What about ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand?

After it exceeds 10,000, the size of the military formation will be expanded, and it can even complete the evolution from quantitative change to qualitative change. Thousands of people will go together, advance and retreat together, and become one. The main force of Chaoliguan is 100,000! Small military formations are built into large military formations, and they are charged and killed.

Time is no different from a meat grinder. The morale gathered above the head may turn into a rushing car, a running bull, or a rain of arrows.

At this time, cavalry on both sides of the coalition forces rushed into the formation and cut them.

As the sharp sword passed by, the blood of the dead souls was sprinkled all the way.

The collision between the war horses and the soldiers on horseback was like a fast-moving hill, and there were many such hills on both sides. Not even half a quarter of an hour into the fight, the battlefield was already shrouded in a layer of uncertainty.

of blood mist.

Qin Li looked at his lord who was sitting firmly in the middle of the army, and bowed from a distance. The latter waved his palm: "Gong Su, let's show those at Chaoliguan whether we idiots are capable of slaying dragons!"

Slaying the dragon has never been a legend.

People like Zheng Qiao are not really dragons either.

Qin Li said: "Wei."

Strange thick fog rises from all directions!

The scope actually encompasses the entire battlefield!

Whether it was the enemy in front of him or the people around him, they were all submerged in the thick fog, making it hard to see even one's fingers, which was frightening.

The soldiers and horses under Wu Xian's tent did not panic.

The appearance of thick fog means that the military advisor has taken action.

Chu Yao was distracted from taking care of his lord's side, but also had to take care of his own soldiers and horses - fortunately, they lacked everything except literary scholars, and he was able to do it with ease. When he saw the area of ​​​​the thick fog, he knew that Qin Li's strength had improved.

Okay. This thick fog is all about Qin Li’s literary spirit! If you take a peek and see the whole leopard, Qin Li must have a Wen Gong, or a Wen Gong Dacheng...

"Perhaps the way of the scribes has been completed..."

When it comes to the word "perfection", Chu Yao is a little irritated. Although his scribe's way can avoid crises, its use is limited and cannot be used on the battlefield. It is not even under his control. Although he has a clue of perfection, Chu Yao is not yet complete.

Clarify.

Luan Xin asked: "Isn't he causing trouble?"

Under the thick fog, Wu Xian's army moved freely.

Walking freely in the thick fog is as smooth as a bamboo.

Other allies can also hear the command, but after all, there is no tacit understanding, and it is still unclear how effective it can be. Luan Xin snorted: "With such incompleteness, can it be called a perfect scribe?"

He looked up at the sky again.

Said: "The timing is just right."

As he finished speaking, a steady drizzle began to fall from the sky.

The drizzle is mixed with Luan Xin's literary spirit. If you can see his literary spirit, you will find that these literary qualities gradually converge into a giant spider web. The person attached to the rain is a point on the spider web, connected by the literary spirit to form a "whole"

.

At the same time, the dense fog gradually cleared in some areas.

Qin Li was the first to notice the change.

He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Luan Xin.

Across the turbulent sea of ​​people, Luan Xin was also looking at him.

Qin Li couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Is this a secret eloquence or Luan Xin’s way of being a scribe?

In the previous Dragon Slaying Bureau, Luan Xin had only taken very few shots, but that didn't mean that no one knew about it. Qin Li had been on the road with Luan Xin and had seen his way of being a scribe, but the effect was to boost morale.

There has never been rain to drive away the fog and the ability to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

This thought did not linger in my mind for too long.

The war situation is serious, and this is not the time to think about these things.

Chu Yao noticed something strange about Luan Xin.

"Righteousness?"

I saw the latter turning his head extremely slowly, with a slightly dull expression. Compared to normal people, Luan Xin's reaction was already slow, and now it was even slower. It took several seconds for Luan Xin to reply to his question.

: "No problem, the disadvantages of the scribe's way."

Chu Yao looked at Xun Zhen and his son, who were making trouble, and then at Kang Shi, who was gearing up to make a big gamble. Even Ning Yan, who had been keeping a low profile these days, secretly made a move. After thinking for a while, he handed Luan Xin to Jiang Sheng:

"Go ahead and send someone to protect justice. I'll go down to meet old friends and keep in touch with each other."

The young general who intercepted Wei Shou could no longer hold on.

Jiang Ao was not in charge of the central army, and the command of the Chaoliguan army was in the hands of Jiang Ao's confidants, but the opponent obviously had no experience in war, and their position was messed up as soon as they were in decline. Although Wei Shou's soldiers and horses were not consumed in the battle, he could not let it go in vain.

By doing nothing. After taking care of the young generals, Wei Shou would be able to mobilize his own troops to counterattack. Chu Yao had learned his madman's style of play.

Wei Shou's defense is like a ten thousand year bastard.

Once out of the cage, he becomes a crazy bastard.

Jiang Sheng's lips twitched, but he could only agree reluctantly.

"Take care of yourself, and your literary fortune will be long-lasting!"

Looking at the coalition forces, it seems that only our own scribes are not at the rear, and they are gathering at the front. Is this abnormal?

Every scribe has his own preferred starting hand language spirit.

Chu Yao is not exempt from vulgarity.

"Sink water into fire and bring about your own destruction!"

Vast literary energy pours out from Danfu Wen Palace.

The literary energy condensed, and instantly transformed into a giant dragon forty to fifty feet long, with lifelike scales, each one exuding a sinister and evil aura. The dragon's eyes turned, looking down from the sky, and locked eyes with Wei Shou below. Wei Shou was also extremely keen.
Chapter completed!