Training Wu Zhou

It was night, Tang Guan put the letter in his hand next to Shangguan Wan'er's pillow, looked at her sleeping soundly, leaned over and pecked at her pretty face, and his back disappeared into the darkness.

His gentle attitude is indeed a great comfort to a heart despised by the world, just like Lin Yuxun saw Tang Guan clearly and fell in love with him.

A sleepless black dot fluttered its wings all the way to the west, and this lion-like city once again spit out an iron nail that could not be digested by it.

The three seals passed by the man who personally inscribed the jade seal took effect in the center, three thousand bachelors, the nine academies, and the rest of the day and night. When the state agencies were mobilized, the shining point of a person's wisdom was infinitely expanded, and the head of a dynasty determined to reform. It is short-lived, but the waves created by that woman in the long river of history, even if there is no reform, will be short-lived...

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There is such a record in an ancient national myth: On the center of the sky, there lived six father kings, the God of Heaven. The God of Heaven had a prince named Qi Duanji. He had three brothers and three younger brothers, a total of seven people.The third prince who abandoned his own prince descended from the sky to the mortal world to be the master.

It’s another time when the gods descended to the earth that people are fascinated by. Faith failed to save another nation. This time, the deep-buried fear once again spread its wings. So can the gods here come down faster and save his people? What about them?

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26 days later, at the junction of Shu and Tibet, in the Fangqiu Bingzhi Office.

The night seemed to have never changed. Wherever that man appeared, it was dark.

Just landed here.Zhang Yuan, who had been promoted to a sixth-rank school lieutenant from the eighth-rank nonentrant, stood respectfully with his hands folded.The man actually came in person.

At the same time, he also realized that something unknown was quietly flowing in the man's hands, and all he could do was nod his head in agreement.Making a deal with the devil.

And the devil also appreciates this human being who is greedy for life and afraid of death. He is blinded by interests, and his heart is pierced by fear. Even if his heart doesn't beat, it will bring countless conveniences to the devil.

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Thirty days later, by the Tabo River in Tubo.

Standing on a high place, people will not only feel extremely cold, but also vomit.

Based on the roof of the world, this is the army born from extreme environments.The strange black armor on his body also kept shaking.

"Arrangement!"

"drink!"

"go ahead!"

"drink!"

The soldiers raised their shields high and their spears raised horizontally. This army of only a hundred men formed a square battle formation, as tight as a moving fortress, and the ground rumbled under their footsteps.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang."

The Tubo cavalry, who were driven out from the opposite side, looked at this group of robbers who came out of nowhere with a mocking look on their faces. The armor on their bodies did not belong to any ethnic group they had ever seen.A troop of only a few hundred people, although they looked well-equipped, the Tubo warriors, whose number was several times larger, had the courage to raise their sharp knives and shout.

It seemed that they wanted to use a demonstration to drive back the invading enemy, but the phalanx still trampled on the land and approached inch by inch.Finally, the cavalry couldn't bear it anymore, and under the shout of the leader, the black-armored phalanx that seemed to be easily submerged appeared like a tide.

There are 18 people at the forefront of this phalanx.Looking at the Tubo cavalry approaching, he shouted loudly.Implanting the large shield in his hand deeply into the ground, one of them shouted, "Go forward!"

The horseshoes came galloping.The scimitar went to the meeting as promised, and between the metal and iron clashes, the 18 people in the formation forcibly resisted the Tubo cavalry like a tide. The horse fell down amidst a long roar, and the soldiers behind screamed and suddenly pushed their shields to the forefront Between 18 people.

There are no leaders here, no generals, there is just a whole, their last name is no longer important, they have a common name warrior.

"Huh, ha!"

"Huh, ha!"

The phalanx was like a meat grinder, advancing inch by inch with heavy steps, and the cavalry was like waves hitting a hard reef, coming surging but falling down one after another.

The spears came in and out in the gaps, taking the lives of the creatures. The leader of the Tubo warriors, who had been out of the battle, finally lost his color in shock.

Seeing the black fortress getting closer and closer, the leader shouted in amazement: "Bow and arrow!"

"boom."

As soon as the voice fell, arrows shot out from the tribe behind this person, as if dark clouds covered the sky, and they shot towards the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood regardless of enemy or friend.

"hidden!"

"Bang." There was a neat metallic sound, and the soldiers held up their large shields, squatting down in a row, standing up in a row, and combined into a seamless shield.

"go ahead!"

Rain of arrows washed over the fortress, soldiers fought in the shade, butcher knives and spears pierced the corpses, blood stained the iron armor red, and blood became the only symbol.

The leader's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted, "Throw!"

"Bang!" The trebuchet exploded, and the air was blasted by boulders, like a meteor across the sky, falling from the sky and blasting towards the steel barrier.

"Ah!" The roar echoed, and the boulder suddenly smashed on the barrier within a few breaths.

"Bang!" The delightful sound of the hit made the leader smile, and they didn't even dodge. Looking at the billowing gunpowder smoke stirred up by the boulder, he would see a pile of meat paste when it cleared away.

But after a long time, the leader's smile froze in the air, and a corner of him appeared again from the black barrier.

In the smoke, there was a scream that only the Tibetans could understand: "They are gods!"

"They are gods..." The leader rolled down from his horse, looking at the armored army walking out of the gunpowder in disbelief, this series of blows didn't even change their direction in the slightest!

They came silently, stepping in neat steps, the fragments of the huge boulder shattered rolled down under their feet, and the black wings advanced silently, blurring everything.

It wasn't until the leader's body was separated, and the head flying high and wide-eyed watching them step by step towards their own tribe, that the song of slaughter had just started.

Amidst the screams, the herdsmen and farmers launched insignificant attacks. Their warriors had been buried by the mother river, and this tribe, which was not too big or small for the dynasty, gradually lost its voice.

When the chains of the slaves were severed and the cages of the prisoners of war were captured, a piece of cake and a knife arrived as promised.

A man stood in a pool of blood and took off his iron helmet. Instead of stopping the game of pie and knife, he said to the people around him: "No one who takes the pie will be kept, and all will be captured."

"Captive!? Brother... you?"

The man heard the sound and said calmly: "Build camps, smelt iron, and set up flags."

"Flag, Yao Zhou."

"Yao Zhou!?"

"Yao Zhou!?"

Hearing this, the dozen or so people standing beside the man exclaimed in surprise, and after looking at each other, they suddenly fell to the ground on one knee and said in unison: "I will see you, my lord!" (To be continued...)