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Chapter 75 Divine Power
But is Jiang Wei really easy to catch?
Yang Zheng couldn't help asking himself.

Look at the Qiang people around them. Although they are wearing Shu army armor, they can't hide their wildness.

And other people without armor, like beggars, with disheveled hair and various clothes, some people have no clothes, half of their butts and buttocks are exposed.

I don't know how long I haven't taken a shower. In the midsummer weather, there is an unpleasant smell.

Lice and fleas are crawling everywhere, and flies are flying around.

Yang Zheng has suffered a lot these days.

I feel like a beggar leader.

If Jiang Wei was killed by these people, Yang Zheng would feel wronged for him...

The only ones that can be used are the three hundred cavalry of the Wuwei Battalion.

People must have self-knowledge, and Wai Wai must also be based on the actual situation.

The difference in strength between the five thousand Qiang soldiers and the eight thousand tiger infantry seems to be small, but in fact the gap between the two sides is huge.

The clues can be seen only from these hundreds of Shu cavalry.

With excellent equipment and high morale, hundreds of people faced thousands of people without any fear.

The spirit and spirit completely surpassed the veterans of the military camp who had been tired for many days.

It seems to be lazy, but in fact there is a murderous aura that does not dissipate.

Jiang Wei took two steps forward on his horse, "Since there is a letter of promise, why don't you come and meet?"

"Your Excellency, is Tianshui Jiang Boyue?" Everyone else took the initiative, and Yang Zheng couldn't be cowardly.

"Who are you?"

"I am Jiang Faye from the Qiang tribe in Hexi." Yang Zheng opened his mouth and came.

Jiang Faye's eyes became strange.

The two were separated by a hundred steps, and Yang Zheng could clearly see the change in Jiang Wei's eyes.

And Jiang Wei was also looking at him.

Yang Zheng wanted to lure him up, but when he saw his sharp eyes, his heart was shocked for no reason, and a sense of supreme majesty and the weight of history was conveyed through his eyes.

People are different.

Faced with Guo Huai's coercion, Yang Zheng was able to grit his teeth and hold on.

For Xia Houba, he can speak like a tongue.

For others, they can run the train with just opening their mouths.

But in the face of Jiang Wei, he couldn't get out the nonsense.

It seems to be stuck in the throat, very uncomfortable.

Of course, it's not entirely due to Jiang Wei's majesty, but because he is also a soldier, Yang Zheng admires Jiang Wei's loyalty and courage, and admires his unswerving determination.

In this era, there are too many treacherous heroes, too many conspiracies and calculations, and too many intrigues.

And the heroism is getting thinner day by day.

That's why Huaxia fell into the dark abyss amidst constant internal friction.

Of those dynasties and empires built on darkness, which one was not annihilated in the long river of history with the wind?

History should not only be dark, but also soul-stirring, magnificent, and intense, just like the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Even though he was paralyzed in the second half, the first half of his life was as bright as the sun.

In Yang Zheng's mind, Jiang Wei, like Zhuge, is undoubtedly the soul of China.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Jiang Wei suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, "You are not a Qiang, but a Wei thief."

Yang Zheng couldn't fool Jiang Wei, and naturally Jiang Wei couldn't fool Yang Zheng either.

The so-called tricks are all about drugging people.

Yang Zheng also didn't want to embarrass people with such a small trick, and it would be meaningless to pretend to be so, "I am Yang Zheng, I have seen the general."

"A mere general is not enough to reach my ears." Jiang Wei spoke arrogantly and looked contemptuously.

In reality, Yang Zheng wasn't even a general, he was just a lieutenant in the army, while Jiang Wei was already the general of the town of Shu and the governor of Liangzhou.

Being able to stand in front of him was already a victory for Yang Zheng.

So nothing to be discouraged about.

"The general will hear my name in the future." Yang Zheng was neither humble nor overbearing.

There was a look of surprise in Jiang Wei's eyes, and it disappeared for a moment, and he said domineeringly: "You who boast and talk, dare to fight me?"

My brain was kicked by a donkey before I went to duel with you.

Yang Zheng cursed in his heart.

His strengths lie in his boxing skills in foot combat, and he will be singled out immediately. If he fails in one round, he will hang on to his long spear.

Do not hesitate to act when it is time to act and force it, and act forcefully when it is not right to act, that is courting death.

So when it's time to be cowardly, be cowardly.

Yang Zheng had seen the fate of "Admiral" Pan Feng and "Admiral Lingling" Xing Daorong in TV dramas in his previous life.

But the two little Qiang leaders around him were eager to try.

The Qiang people don't have as many flirtatious stomachs as Yang Zheng, and they are always aggressive and hot-tempered. When they are free, they will chop up their own people for trivial matters.

At that time, Duan Jiong once concluded: the Qiang people are strong with strength, and their soldiers are in the valley, shorter than on the flat ground, and cannot last long, but they are born in the synapse, and it is auspicious to die in battle, and the end of the disease is auspicious, and they can endure cold and suffering, just like animals , strong and brave in nature, has the spirit of Western gold.

Jiang Wei's provocative method was useless against Yang Zheng, but it added fuel to the fire against the Qiang people.

"If you can behead Jiang Wei, you will be famous in the world. Who would dare to fight?" Yang Zheng said in a low voice, not talking about martial arts.

Several Qiang chieftains looked at me and looked at you, and with a sound of "Aah", the two small Qiang leaders rushed out at the same time.

Yang Zheng had already recited the mantra for them several times in his heart, wishing them a good birth in the next life.

Two riders rushed out, one left and one right, condescending, as if they were going to swallow Jiang Wei alive.

Jiang Wei stood where he was, sneering again and again.

The look in Yang Zheng's eyes became more and more contemptuous.

Yang Zheng could only say in his heart that he was sorry.

It's not that he has no guts, but that Jiang Wei's level is too high, just like a full-level boss bullying newcomers in the game.

The current situation is not the same as when Luo Gu had to risk his life.

If he is dead, who will save Xia Houba?
Yang Zheng kept comforting himself psychologically.

The momentum of the two Qiang generals is like a rainbow.

Jiang Wei also urged his horses to run slowly up the hillside.

Seeing that the three riders collided in one place, Jiang Wei suddenly had a cold light in his hand, like lightning falling from the clouds.

There was a violent neighing sound, as if even the war horses were scared out of their wits.

Three riders staggered past.

Jiang Wei still sat firmly on the horse, his eyes became more and more fierce.

The closer you are to Yang Zheng, the greater the oppression you will bring.

And behind him, a Qiang general trembled all over, with blood flying from his throat, and he fell powerlessly off his horse.

The other Qiang general roared again and again, turned his horse's head, swung his sword and turned back to fight again.

Jiang Wei just stood eighty or ninety steps in front of Yang Zheng, staring at Yang Zheng coldly, as if he didn't know the enemy rushing behind him.

All eyes were on the ring-shoulders raised behind his back.

As long as it falls, Jiang Wei's head will fall to the ground.

But at that moment, Jiang Wei swung a white light with his backhand.

The horse was still galloping, but the knife in General Qiang's hand had been broken in two.

Not only the knife, but even his upper body was broken in two.

Hanging on the horse, the internal organs and white bones are exposed to the blue sky.

Everyone held their breath, and Yang Zheng seemed to hear his own heartbeat.

In two rounds, kill two Qiang generals!

Yang Zheng asked himself that he could defeat these two Qiang generals with the help of the Hua Ting Sword on the ground, but it would never be easy.

It's not like Jiang Wei strolling in the courtyard.

"Jiang Wei is here, will the thief dare to fight?" Jiang Wei held a gun in his right hand and a sword in his left, standing in front of the army, as if looking at a group of lambs.

Whether it is the Qiang people or the old soldiers, they are silent like cicadas.

(End of this chapter)