Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 384
"Eat my knife!"

Wu Yong, a disciple of the Shanhai Gang, looks less than 30 years old, but his combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

Slashed out with a knife, it is as heavy as Huashan.

"clang!"

As soon as the general of the Song army stood still, he saw Wu Yong slashing at him with a knife. Regardless of his thinking, he subconsciously raised his spear to block it.

Generals in the army mostly use long weapons, and long spears are standard equipment. Even if the generals of the Song Army seem a little passive, their marksmanship is honed on the battlefield and they are very proficient.

As for General Song's reaction, it was impeccable.

While waving his gun to block, he quickly kicked Wu Yong down with his right foot.

Standing on the city wall, Huan Chang frowned slightly as he watched the reaction of the general of the Song army.

But soon, Huan Chang's brows relaxed.

The confrontation between the two armies is not a martial arts contest. As long as the moves that can win, no matter whether they are cheap or not, they will be used. There is no way to criticize the actions of the generals of the Song army.

"This person reacts very quickly, and he still has a strong murderous aura on his body. He should not lose this battle."

Huan Chang was thinking like this, but his eyes were fixed on the battle below the city wall.

This is the first confrontation between the two sides, and the first battle is very important, which is why Huan Chang will send the most powerful person in the army to refine and transform Qi to fight.

"Crack!"

However, at the next moment, everyone on the city wall was petrified.

The iron spear in the hands of the general of the Song army was chopped off like a piece of wood by Wu Yong's sword.

The precious sword cut off the iron spear, but the sword did not stop at all, and continued to chop off the head of the general of the Song army, without paying attention to the opponent's attack.

The generals of the Song Army were also shocked.

If he insisted on kicking, although he could severely injure Wu Yong, he would be cut in two by the sword.

As for Wu Yong, there is no fear of his life.

In desperation, the general of the Song army had no choice but to retreat quickly, narrowly dodging the opponent's attack, but the weapon in his hand had been broken in two, and it was self-evident which one was weaker and which was stronger.

"Despicable and shameless!"

Seeing this, the generals in the city were furious and cursed at Wu Yong.

Originally, the opponent attacked first, which already made the generals feel very uncomfortable, but the generals never thought that the opponent would actually take out a magical weapon in order to win.

Precious knives that can cut iron like mud are rare even in the entire rivers and lakes, and many warriors who have entered the peak realm may not be able to own them.

It is even more impossible for a martial artist like Wu Yong who is in the realm of refining and transforming Qi to have the slightest qualifications to obtain such a magical weapon.

Then there is only one explanation. Before the opponent went to battle, the Shanhai Gang specially equipped him with magical weapons.

Different from the anger of the generals on the city wall, the Shanhai Gang army saw their generals cut off the opponent's weapons in the first round, and they all applauded loudly, and their excitement was beyond words.

"Crack, click, click!"

No matter how the two sides reacted, the two men still fought desperately under the city wall, but the broken spear in the hands of the Song army general was cut off again.

"kill!"

Wu Yong fought more and more bravely, and the sword in his hand exuded a piercing light, forcing the generals of the Song Army to retreat steadily.

Being able to be fought by the Shanhai gang for the first battle, Wu Yong's own martial arts skills are definitely not the same. Even if he fights the generals of the Song Army fairly, the outcome is still between five and five.

Now with the help of a treasured sword, although the general of the Song Army has a fierce personality, he can only retreat aggrievedly.

"Crack!"

The general of the Song Army was forced to raise his iron spear again to resist, but under the extremely sharp knife light, first a small half of the spear was cut off, and then blood burst out, and an arm had already flown into the air.

General Song's face was distorted in pain, and the scar on his forehead looked very hideous.

"kill!"

Wu Yong took advantage of the victory and pursued, and he slashed at the front of the bully, intending to take the life of the general of the Song army.

"Hurry up and save people!"

Someone who was on good terms with that general of the Song army shouted loudly on the city wall, ready to send archers to shoot Wu Yong and save his friend.

However, life and death are a matter of life and death in the battle between the two armies, and no one is allowed to intervene indiscriminately.

This is the rule, there is no doubt about it.

Although this general wanted to save his friend, he was hugged by the general beside him, preventing him from making any outrageous actions.

Huan Chang also frowned violently, although he also wanted to save him, but because of the rules, he could only watch helplessly as the sword fell down.

"Pfft!"

Without the slightest suspense, the general of the Song army was cut in half with a single knife, and the internal organs mixed with blood were sprinkled everywhere.

"Pfft!"

However, Wu Yong, who killed the general of the Song Army, also flew horizontally at this time, but hit the ground hard, spitting blood, and his face was pale.

After a long time, Wu Yong struggled to get up, but after walking a few steps, he fell to the ground again.

It turned out that when the generals of the Song army were retreating steadily, this person already knew that it was impossible for him to defeat the opponent.

However, he didn't give up just yet, instead he used his arm and life as bait to kick out before dying.

This kick gathered all the true energy in the general of the Song army. Even if he failed to kill the opponent on the spot, Wu Yong had already lost his combat effectiveness.

It can be said that this is a fight that hurts both sides.

If Wu Yong hadn't gradually relaxed his vigilance during the previous pressing step by step, he probably wouldn't have been seriously injured by the generals of the Song army.

"Damn!"

The suzerain of the Shanhai Gang watched the movement on the battlefield from a distance, with a very ugly expression on his face.

He originally thought that there should be no suspense in this fight, but he never thought that Wu Yong would suffer such serious injuries in the end.

In this way, this victory will be greatly reduced.

"Bring him back and replace him!"

But no matter what, Wu Yong finally won a victory for the Shanhai Gang, and the suzerain of the Shanhai Gang couldn't be too harsh. He immediately sent someone to rescue Wu Yong, and then someone went out to call for battle.

But before this person left, he was repeatedly taught by the Shanhai Gang to be careful.

The second person called the formation, according to the usual practice, entered the second-level Qi-refinement and God Transformation Realm. This person held a long sword, stepped on the corpse of the general of the Song Army, and slandered the city.

The generals of the Song army were furious, even though they knew that the sword in the opponent's hand might be very extraordinary, they still called for the fight one after another.

The second battle was still won by the Shanhai Gang, and the warrior who came to call the battle arrogantly did not suffer any injuries at all.

In the third match, the warriors of the third-level god-returning realm entered the house against each other. The Shanhai Gang still relied on their excellent weapons and killed a general of the Song Army.

After three victories, the morale of all the soldiers under Shanhai Gang's command was boosted.

On the contrary, the faces of the generals of the Song Army were ashen, and the eyes of the defenders in the city were even more frightened.

"The next round should be a martial artist in the realm of refining the virtual and combining the way."

Huan Chang's eyes were red, his right hand firmly held the Zhan Lu sword, and he was ready to fight in person.

(End of this chapter)