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Chapter seven hundred and seventy first unparalleled tongue, four kings

The sky gradually sinks, and the clouds turn red.

The wind and sand and stones in the north of Chang'an caused a strong wind, and the collapsed stones spread, falling from the broken stone body and smashing into the Jing River. The splashing water pounced on the shore with sticky blood. The entire river surface was dyed red, and corpses floated down the river, and from time to time, there were golden shadows rising into the sunset and dissipating.

The sun sets, and the fight by the river is still continuing. In the midst of the fighting between dog teeth, the fiery red figure collided with a ball of black gas. The halberd smashed the iron whip and swung it out a semicircle. The mixed Yin Qi slashed over the opposite war horse. In the shrill neighing sound, the horse's head and the cracked sound exploded. The bent hooves fell forward to the ground. Yuchi Gong, who was surrounded by black gas, burst out a divine light and fell to the ground. The next second, a warrior behind him held a spear and hit his back, stumbled two steps, smashed the opponent's head with a whip, turned his head and shouted: "Come on—"

The response was Lu Bu who rushed over on his horse. The terrifying green fire in his eyes reflected in the splashing mud and dust, and slashed down with a violent sound of breaking the wind.

The black evil star pressed down on the ground without dodging or dodging. The hard bridge of the hard horse shone against the opponent's halberd. When he was hit, his lips suddenly opened, and a ball of black smoke was sprayed out. Lu Bu tied the reins, turned the horse's head to tilt, pulled the cloak sideways, spread the cloak, blew the black smoke a little, and spread the horse's hooves and ran around the opponent in a circle. The painting halberd in his hand quickly swung, stabbed, picked, and slashed. At a certain moment, the crescent branch accurately hooked the opponent's iron whip, twisted his wrist and held it tightly, "War with a certain family on the horse's back..." suddenly shouted loudly, and the yin energy appeared all over his body, his arms suddenly raised out, twisted the opponent's weapons and came out, smashing the back of a soldier, directly knocking the person out, and the swung the halberd slashed down again, and the fierce words also fell!

“—Get back and practice!”

In an instant, the halberd was in the bottom of his eyes. The figure with his hands was empty and raised his divine light and swung it out suddenly. He hit it on it. His body was smoothed out. His other hand grabbed it from the air one after another. The iron whip that landed on the ground flew back into his hand, instinctively blocked the top of his head, blocking the Fang Tian Huaji that followed. The armor was shaking, and the armor leaves were churning, and the divine light was shaking.

In the turmoil, in the chaos of fighting, the general with the beast-faced and swallowing head on the back of the red horse, slashed the figure of the whip blocking it with a halberd in his hand, as if a painting in the corner of the battlefield.

It was like a static time suddenly flowing.

The Huaji, which had pressed off the iron whip, raised it from Lu Bu's hand, suddenly raised it, and sat down and roared the red rabbit, and stood up and fell down with the raised Huaji. The halberd's edge reflected the red color, slashing forward with the most violent slash, and the sound of breaking the wind instantly turned into a roar.

The ground was rolled up with wind and dust, and then the painting halberd was slashed on the iron whip, and a thunder sounded loudly. The black evil star flew backwards and fell to the ground several feet smoothly. The golden light around him led a figure to escape from his body, and he still had the energy to rush into the chaotic front line behind.

Around them, countless figures were entangled and fought. This was just a corner of the battlefield. When approaching the river bank, the blood-stained soldiers were walking staggering with their blades. Just two meters away, the same general killed the generals and flew away the stones.

The fire rose into the sky, and was then destroyed by a large gun mixed with water vapor. The winged fire snake disheveled its head and ran forward on its horse, rubbing the small gourd with fire patterns in its hands, and splattered flames to the back.

boom!

In the spread of fire waves, water vapor evaporated, and a black shadow broke through the flames, showing his disheveled hair, and his burly and powerful Wujiang Water God, Xiang Yu flew away the soldiers who rushed to the side, staring at the stars in the sky who were running wildly and turning back from time to time, as if he had returned to the once familiar battlefield, pushing the big gun in his hand to rush straight to the winged Fire Snake Liang Shidu.

"Damn... all the generals in this world have been so terrifying for so many years?"

The Winged Fire Snake cursed in his heart. In the battle between Shang and Zhou dynasties, generals and magic weapons did not look like this? In the past thousands of years, why did the fight in the human world change? As he ran wildly, his eyes were also looking at the back of the chaotic military formation.

"........ Why haven't the Four Heavenly Kings brought people here yet? It's impossible to see the situation here..."

At the end of his eyes, he passed through the red glow and went to the north. A row of soldiers were waiting for the sword to stand on the field, and the cavalry were coming and going frequently. However, the leading immortal generals were not in their own array, but surrounded them into circles, squatting on the ground, listening quietly as the four "Heavenly Kings" who were also squatting on the ground in the middle, explaining the art of war with them.

"Now, wars on earth cannot be compared with each other. The most important thing is to change according to the situation and adapt to the situation. You cannot rush forward in a daze. Let the soldiers know why they fight and why they kill..."

"...You see, frequent riding means it is normal. If you fall into a stalemate, you may not even get through. What does it mean? It means that the black evil star and the winged fire snake are in good command..."

The general who was attached to the Yuanhun of the Immortal Soldier stretched his neck, looked at the Lingqi who was coming and going, shouted, nodded in agreement, and continued to listen.

Wang Feng coughed twice, and pushed down Ma Liu next to him without any trace with his elbow. The latter searched for some unofficial history notes that he had read, raised his chin seriously, and spoke slowly.

"Just like the four brothers, I have followed King Li Tian for many years, and I have a deep understanding of the army. King Li Tian was the general at that time. He was experienced and experienced. He often said that the more dangerous the situation and the chaos, the more he could not be confused. He should be calm when encountering problems..."

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Speaking of this, he turned his face and turned his eyes to Zhang Ti next to him, indicating a wink.

Ahem!

Zhang Ti coughed twice, followed the conversation, raised his hand and gestured: "...Marching and fighting are not a joke. If you rush to reinforcements in such a hurry, what do you think if you encounter an ambush on the way?"

"Of course, we must treat it calmly and not mess up our own position, so that the enemy can take advantage of it." Someone quickly responded with Ma Liu's words just now.

Zhang Ti nodded in praise.

"Yes, it's extremely critical for us to wait for the back formation. If we rush to reinforce, the rear is empty and attacked, then we will be double-teamed in front and back. We will definitely lose. Do you understand now?"

The immortal soldiers nodded thoughtfully. Someone raised his hand and asked modestly, asking, "Four Heavenly Kings, if there is an enemy attack in the rear, how should we deal with ourselves?"

"this......"

Zhang Ti squatted on the ground, leaned back, and pressed his back against Zhao Tang, the youngest among them, using a voice that only the other party could hear, "It's your turn."

"How did I know..." Zhao Tang didn't dare to show an expression on his face, and he was so panicked that he stood up slowly with his mouth in his mouth. He looked at the eager-study eyes around him, and he calmed down, raised his chin, looked further away, his body suddenly trembled, and his voice stuttered.

"...I think if our back formation is attacked, it's better to surrender directly..."

Wang Fengma Liu, Zhang Ti: "??"

The squatting fairy soldiers around him all raised their faces suddenly, and they saw Zhao Tang standing in place in a daze, trembling as if he was swaying. Everyone looked at him in the field behind him and the woods on both sides. At some point, there were rows of stone figurines standing at this side with crossbow arrows.

In the middle of the game, a veteran was holding a large bow and placing an arrow that was surrounding the yin energy.

"Look, what I said is wrong?"
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