Chapter 59

Dozens of generals from the Ling Kingdom gathered in the courtyard. Everyone had just come off the battlefield, their bodies and faces were covered with blood, but they were all in high spirits, chatting and laughing happily.

Ling Junxing and Jueying were not in the courtyard.Even Wei Wuji was not there.

On a big locust tree in the courtyard, two people who were also covered in blood were tied up.

One of them had blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, whether he was unconscious or dead.

Qin Luoyu had met this person before, he was Xiao Shangyan's deputy general, and indeed had a high official position in the Qin army.

The other person was tall and slender, with his head bowed, and his messy black hair fell down, covering his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

"This battle was so fucking difficult. I almost thought I wouldn't be able to come back."

Zhan Shaogang looked up at the direction of the Chinese army's big tent, his face was full of admiration: "Your Highness is really good at using soldiers like a god. If you say that Daqin will retreat today, they will retreat today."

"That's not true. I thought that all of us were fighting Daqin on the battlefield. Unexpectedly, His Highness also arranged for a small army called General Jueying."

"The Ancheng Mountains are the most precipitous. There are poisonous snakes and miasmas all over the place. It can be said to be full of dangers. It is amazing that General Jueying can turn over."

"The key is that the little general Jueying has brought back a prisoner. Our people are fine, but the prisoner is almost out of shape, haha."

"Hahaha, that is, people from Daqin, how can they compare with those from our Xiaoqi camp."

……

Qin Luoyu was surprised, Jueying, also took a prisoner?
"General Zhan, what should we do with these two people?" A general asked Zhan Shaogang, "We can't tie them here forever."

"General Wei has an order. If you surrender, you will stay. If you don't surrender, you will be killed."

Zhan Shaogang brought a bowl of water, raised his head and drank half of it, then raised his hand, and the remaining half bowl of residual water poured on the unconscious lieutenant head-on.

The lieutenant moved and slowly opened his eyes.

"I'll ask you one last time, whether to surrender or not."

The lieutenant spat hard, "Surrender to your grandma. I was born as a Daqin man, and died as Daqin's ghost. It's a dream to want me to surrender."

Zhan Shaogang waved his hand, "Drag it, kill it."

Two soldiers stepped forward, and the lieutenant was dragged out by the soldiers after they cursed endlessly.

Zhan Shaogang looked at the other person who was tied to the tree with great interest.

"Don't look at him languidly, he is very good at swordsmanship. I have to fight with him for at least [-] rounds before I can capture this kid."

In Zhan Shaogang's hand is the Thunderbolt Sword, which can be said to be invincible in all Xiaoqi camps.Of course, Wei Wuji and Jueying were excluded.

Although the Benlei swordsmanship handed down by the Zhan family is a swordsmanship, it is not the light and nimble general swordsmanship, but the heavy and heavy swordsmanship that follows the tough path.

Zhan Shaogang has practiced swordsmanship for many years, and this is the first time he has met someone who is as fierce as him in swordsmanship.

It's just that this person's tough way is different from his.

If it is said that his swordsmanship is like running thunder, and his moves are all thunderous, it is definitely not vain.

This person's swordsmanship is like a hurricane, but it is violent but has unpredictable changes. If he is not paying attention, he will be involved in it and die by the sword.

When all the generals heard Zhan Shaogang say that the man in front of him could go so many rounds under his hands, they immediately set their eyes on him.

Many people expressed doubts about this: "Is this kid really so powerful?"

"That's not true. This guy is a tough guy, and he's tough."

Zhan Shaogang glanced at the person on the tree, and said triumphantly, "No matter how powerful you are, you are still no match for Grandpa."

The man tied up on the tree raised his head, revealing a blood-stained face, which looked surprisingly delicate, with chapped lips and bright eyes.

 Fourth watch, see you tomorrow

  
 
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