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Chapter 156: Action (156)

Gong Shuwu is out of shape at the moment.

It seems that his face is expressionless and murderous, but his eyes are dull and suspicious of life—has he really fled for nearly half a year, instead of squatting in the deep mountains and old forests for decades?Why did he suddenly fail to understand the current trend of scribes?
Come up so wild?

Although there are tens of thousands of literary and martial language spirits in the world, and everyone's speech habits are different. It can be said that there are thousands of people with thousands of faces, but the development of speech spirits for 200 years, countless predecessors have concluded through their own experience and exploration that it is practical and practical. routine.

These experience routines are the basic compulsory courses.

For example, "Ten Basics of Literary Scholars" and the like, their popular translations are-"XX articles that scribes must master, mind, speech and spirit", "Teach you to quickly control your Wenxin/Wudan", "Lingling, from Beginners to proficiency", "Tips of cultivation"...

All kinds of experience, a hundred flowers bloom together, but never change.

At least the Wenxin literati that Gong Shuwu has come into contact with are either defensive-oriented, or both offensive and defensive, or inclined to attack... But no matter which one they are, they basically focus on the brave warrior as the core of combat, and self-protection as the auxiliary, [ Safeguard yourself] Must give!
so--

Chu Wuhui, what about his [Ming Zhe Bao Zi]? ? ?

If you don't give [Mingzhe Baoshi], then [Beware of danger in times of safety], [Qu Tu Yi Xin] and other protective words will do!

The results of it? ? ?
As soon as Mr. Chu came up, he said [Sinking into the fire, committing suicide]!Jianfeng pointed directly at the enemy's base camp, no part for him!

Wen Qi is like two giant dragons with a length of seven to eight feet and black and white scales, entangled and roaring, slamming into the enemy's base camp as if dying, each dragon scale carries a frightening sinister aura.

"There's a second one?"

Zhai Huan's eyelids trembled violently.

Just based on the size and power of the two literary dragons, he knew that the scribe in the dark was also a tough nut to crack.

Which force is behind this batch of tax money?

Dare to spend such a large amount of money?
Before he could make a move, the black-colored martial energy like burning flames charged forward.It turned out that Zhai Le transformed into a martial armor, grasping the bow string with four fingers to the full moon.After a slight trembling and buzzing, the arrow pierced the sky.The long dragon didn't even make a whine, it shattered into pieces.

Zhai Le was surprised: "So fragile?"

Zhai Huan saw that the spirit of the four essays fell like goose feathers and heavy snow instead of disappearing completely, his heart tightened, and he shot without thinking.

"The sky is like a dome, covering the whole world!"

After the voice fell, with the camp as the boundary, a slightly transparent black and white dome rose, and countless patterns similar to words hovered on it.

It will take at least three breaths of effort to completely close the dome.

Zhai Huanzheng was grateful for his timely response and swift action. Most of the "snowflakes" should... Before this thought fully surfaced, "snowflakes" touched the dome and rippled in circles.

No sign of falling down!

Zhai Huan: "..."

The soldiers were swept away by the wind and waves, and their drowsiness had long been gone. They hurriedly picked up their weapons and prepared to meet the enemy in groups of three or four.They wanted to set up a military formation, but there was no room to display it. The temporary camp was full of tax and bank vehicles.

It is not easy for the soldiers to gather together, let alone set up a formation to meet the enemy.Yang Duwei was angry, annoyed and hated, he didn't expect the thief to be so bold, even the tax and bank team he was in charge of escorting dared to strike, and immediately used his martial energy to transform into a martial armor.

He raised his gun and mounted his horse, roaring angrily, "Don't panic!"

The voice of this person was like thunder, spreading all over the corner of the camp, and the soldiers instantly had a backbone, but they didn't know that the real danger was approaching.

"Snowflakes" fall on shoulders, hair, skin...

It melts at the first touch and penetrates into the human body.

Strong depression passes through the cracks in the soul and spreads to the limbs, fear, cowardice, fear of death, hesitation, mania...

Seeing the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood or the tragic death of blood relatives in extreme horror, and those who lack the heart, commit suicide with a knife.

There were screams one after another, and the camp was in complete chaos.

The soldiers panicked like headless chickens.

After a few moments of effort, the situation was completely out of control.

Gong Shuwu: "..."

Suddenly felt that he was a fake warrior.

But after all, he is a veteran of the battlefield with rich combat experience, and his inner thoughts are full of thoughts, but they don't affect the movements of his hands at all.With a shot from the longbow, all the arrows that came at them were shot down.

Chu Yao's expression remained calm: "The location is exposed."

It was the first time he saw Zhai Le's archery skills on the battlefield.

This son lived up to Goro's admiration. From such a long distance, he could target the enemy's vital points and block the retreat path just by perception.

It's a pity that no matter how good it is, it doesn't belong to my own home.

Gong Shuwu: "..."

Suddenly I don't know how to respond.

There was so much movement just now, it was a problem that the enemy didn't find their position.He wanted to slap on the horse and rush up at the moment, but——Chu Yao's actions made him a little flustered.

Chu Yao seemed to see the fleeting hesitation in his heart.

"I wish you—Wu Yun Changlong!"

Gong Shuwu: "..."

Thank goodness!

Chu Yao used his actions to prove that he was educated by orthodox literary scholars.Even though Wenxin has been abolished for many years, his solid basic skills and profound background make his shots not jerky, and his speech spirit is still strong.

Except for a few insiders, who would believe that this scribe, who is decisive in his actions and free in speech, had a very long and dark life in the trough, and today is the first time he has shown his literary mind after many years?
In Yang Duwei's hand, a three-edged sword with a length of one foot melted out.

The handle is seven feet long, the wrist is thick, and it weighs 88 catties!
He slammed the long knife to the ground, and the end of the handle sank three inches deep into the cracked stone, with spider web-like cracks extending around it.The majestic and murderous aura invisible to the naked eye scattered and agitated in all directions.

The soldiers shuddered.

Some of them woke up, but there were still some soldiers who were depressed, with fear on their faces, and wanted to throw away their armor.If there are cracks on the ground at this time, they probably have to line up to fill the cracks.

Yang Duwei became angry and immediately beheaded one person.

"Retired, beheaded immediately!"

After working hard, he barely suppressed the commotion and stabilized the morale of the army.

However, this is only temporary.

The mountain roads were difficult and the environment was harsh. The soldiers had to drive for a whole day in the rain. Not only were they physically exhausted, but they were also mentally exhausted.Even if you want to kill the enemy, I am afraid that the objective conditions will not allow it.

Zhai Huan, who resisted several sneak attacks one after another: "..."

He almost laughed angrily.

Now is the time to hesitate?
Don't know what the battlefield is changing rapidly?

The general hesitated for a moment, and the lives of countless soldiers were delayed!At this time, it is time to make a decisive decision, or ignore those soldiers who are physically weak and mentally depressed, and directly turn their troops into soldiers, try to stabilize their positions before the main force of the enemy appears, and form a defense.

Or turn out the armor and let the soldiers go into battle!

Always choose the same.

He didn't choose either.

Zhai Huan suddenly felt like a dog.

Fortunately, my cousin is reliable, and directly sacrificed the Wudan Tiger Talisman.

The black beam of light seems to be piercing through the moon, forcefully breaking through the "snowflakes" that have not completely fallen on the path, rising to the height of the dome barrier, turning into little ink blobs.

A total of 350 shots were fired at the nearest soldiers.

The ink dots turned into simple rattan armor, wrapped around the vital points, followed by weapons in the hands, or spears or shields or bows and arrows...

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　　It should have been modified.

　　PS: It’s outrageous, the last few paragraphs of martial energy rushing to the moon, running through the moon, and then the comma, violently rushing away...It was also harmonized even after the comma, how so...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)