romantic flower

()ps: I had a birthday today. I thought that I might not have time to code words, but I didn’t give up in the end, so I stayed up all night to code today’s chapter and update it regularly. .Maybe unsatisfactory, but hope to bear with me!

Zhao Kuangyin was thinking about things many years ago at the top of the city.

At that time, Zhao Kuangyin was not yet the emperor, and Yue Wu was superior to Zhao Kuangyin in both literature and martial arts. The so-called civil and martial arts included many aspects, and Zhao Kuangyin was inferior to Yue Wu in many aspects.

Later, when Zhao Kuangyin became the emperor, he asked Yue Wu: "You are clearly much stronger than me, but why you decided to follow me and assist me, I have always been puzzled..."

Yue Wu replied like this at the time: "Actually, at the beginning, I also felt that Your Majesty would lose to me in the art of war and strategy, but I discovered that there is one thing that I have never been able to defeat you..."

Zhao Kuangyin asked strangely: "Play chess?"

Yue Wu nodded and said: "The reason why I have never surpassed Your Majesty in chess, I thought about it carefully later, is not that I am not rigorous enough or sharp enough, but that Your Majesty has so many methods in playing chess that he can use everything to the extreme. In order to win... and I am not as good as His Majesty. Another thing that strengthened my determination to follow His Majesty is that in these years of battles, there are better fighters than His Majesty, and there are better planners than His Majesty, but no matter what kind of fight Come down, your Majesty will always be among those who can survive to the end...and as long as you live, the soldiers will always be able to regroup and win the final victory..."

Zhao Kuangyin was stunned, and after thinking about it, he asked again: "In addition to me, you are the ones who survived, and there are some people..."

Facing Zhao Kuangyin's doubts, Yue Wu just replied indifferently: "Indeed, but the only person who can face failure without defeat is Your Majesty, so Your Majesty, you are the one who can really decide the general situation..."

In the end, Zhao Kuangyin laughed. In the following days, he released the military power of some people, but left Yue Wu and others, and handed over the unreserved general power to these people. It is as firm as a mountain in human hands!

It was an old story back then, but it seems that after Zhao Kuangyin agreed to King Kang Zhao Ze to go to the border, Zhao Kuangyin could only stand at the top of the city and recall these old things...

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Surrounded by thousands of people, Yue Wu disappeared like a speck of dust in a sea of ​​sand.

But Wanyan Agu's shouts are still there, Wanyan Agu's sword is still waving, thousands of people are still moving, and the screams are still coming...

Yue Wu was still alive, although he couldn't see it outside, but the Jinren saw it.The golden man saw it, so he was terrified and shocked!

Among the tens of thousands of people, Yue Wu flew up and down with a silver spear, dancing the ground in front of him so that water could not enter, while the place he passed was splashed with blood.No one, no swordsman can get close to him, and even if he touches his silver gun, he will be thrown away!

The weapons that flew out, the people who flew out, and the blood that flew out brought great shock to Jin Bing, and also gave Wanyan Agu a heart-pounding awe.The golden man is bloodthirsty, but he also admires heroes.

Yue Wu was dressed as a literati, his long hair was loose, and his body was covered in blood. Who dares to say that he is not a real hero?

Every shot goes like a dragon, falls like a lightning, and is as powerful as a thunder!

His gun actually seemed not to be a dead thing at all, but to swim like a living thing, drinking countless blood.

Wanyan Agu, who is known as the number one warrior in the Kingdom of Jin, made the heavy sword of tens of catties seem to be nothing. However, he was already tired. It is no longer continuous and fierce as before.

Yue Wu is still hurting people, every shot is hurting people, and every shot is defending!Wanyan Agu probably only saw this kind of marksmanship once in his life.

Bark --- shot out!

Poof --- spear stab!

Bang --- bullets!

Keng --- gun guard...

Like a chilling bleak song, Yue Wu brandished his unique killing rhythm with his spear.Following Yue Wu's movements, the golden soldiers fell down or flew out one by one.Puffs of blood fell on the snow to melt the snow and then condensed into red snow and ice.

Jin Bing almost trembled, and Wanyan Agu was already frightened when he heard about the approaching Da Zhao's horseshoe.But at this moment, it seemed that it was just a coincidence, and it seemed that this was the inevitable result of thousands of struggles. Yue Wu was a bit slow in defending, and then Wanyan Agu stabbed him empty door.

呲啦---

The clothes on Yue Wu's chest were cut, even though Yue Wu stepped back instantly, but Wanyan Agu was a master swordsman, and the moment he cut the clothes, he advanced the lower blade a little.

It was just one point, from the chest to the abdomen, Yue Wu couldn't dodge all of them after all, the icy blade cut open his abdomen, leaving a deep wound, and the blood flowed out along the way...

Yue Wu didn't slow down because of the stinging pain, he almost didn't hesitate to follow his own rhythm and continue to shoot and then defend.

Shoot out - protect!His rhythm is simple and clear, but the gun must kill, and the defense must be stable.It's just that even if his rhythm is still there, he is still injured.If Wanyan Aguda hadn't seen the red shirt on Yue Wu's abdomen, he would almost have thought that the familiar feeling of blade piercing his flesh was an illusion.

Therefore, Wanyan Agu's fight is like a person who has returned to the light, suddenly burst out all the strength that he had reserved to escape, and his eyes are completely gone. Feng Qingting and Da Zhao's men and horses have brought out their swords to the point where they can play the ultimate.

Yue Wu's face was already covered in blood, and his clothes were all stained red, most of them were other people's blood, but after all, there was still his own blood, so when he frowned to resist Wanyan Agu's attack, his back felt red again. Suffered several stab wounds.

No matter how brave a general is, he can't be the real enemy of ten thousand people. From the first knife wound, Yue Wu began to be injured continuously.Although he was still killing people, swinging Wanyan Agu's big knife, and moving forward and backward according to his own rhythm, his speed began to slow down... and then slowed down... .

Finally, Yue Wu let out a muffled grunt, a mouthful of blood overflowed from his tightly closed mouth, and because of being stabbed in the shoulder, he lost his strength when he fired the gun to block Wanyan Agu's shot, and then Wanyan Agu shot There was a sharp wound on his chest with a knife...

Blood spattered, Yue Wu let out a long roar, and sprayed out the blood that had accumulated in his mouth for a long time, splashing on Wanyan Aguda's face like a sharp arrow.

Wanyan Aguda was blinded by this, and the moment he opened his eyes, a silver light flashed, and his shoulders felt a sharp pain.

Yue Wu's silver spear pierced a hole in his shoulder, and then retracted it.

But how could Wanyan Agu give up this opportunity, he almost desperately reached out and dropped the knife, grabbed Yue Wu's silver spear fiercely, and then suddenly shouted, "Kill!!!"

Yue Wu smiled miserably, and simply continued to pass the spear forward, stirring the wound on Wanyan Agu, Wanyan Agu collapsed under the severe pain and let go, Yue Wu's silver spear got freedom, but he had already lost it. All opportunities to counter the defense.

A dozen people armed with more than a dozen kinds of weapons instantly slashed at his body...

At this moment, what echoed in Yue Wu's mind was an empty and lonely sentence, the general will die in a hundred battles!

"Hehe...the general will die in a hundred battles!" Yue Wu murmured, risking his life to die.