A Layman in the Qin Dynasty

Even if he wanted to stop.It was impossible for Qin to stop him.

For these Wei Wu pawns who trust themselves.

Zhao Qixie couldn't express his feelings either. Saying guilt was a bit nonsense.Because he knows ↓ even without him.Wei Wuji will still lead them to fight this tough battle with Qin State. The whole of China will also die a lot less.

Others are not guaranteed. But Zhao Qixie's guarantee to these Wei Wu pawns is correct.Their descendants are bound to have a better life than theirs.

Because he has many things enough to change this era l

"I have a day to think about such a great question 21!"

Zhao Qixie couldn't help but feel a little dazed in his heart.Before he knew it, he was thinking about these things.Is this being pushed up unknowingly? Originally, it was light and light. There was no burden.

How do you want to play,

But now, watching these Wei Wuzun, who are getting more and more casualties, looked at the lovely soldiers who launched a death charge under their own words.

After all, there was something more on Zhao Qixie's body.

That's a man's promise.

time flies.

There were less than [-] people left in the original formation of more than [-] people at the ceremony.Every charge of Wang Li can take away several people from their side and even several people.After all, not everyone is as patient as the ceremony.Even if it was punched a dozen times.Except for some shortness of breath, it was still intact every day.

The thin bamboo pole was holding a machete that didn't match his own. Half of his left arm had not been torn off. Blood was dripping down drop by drop.The massive blood loss made his complexion even paler, but his eyes were full of cowardice, and there was even a smirk at the corner of his mouth.Looking at the armor-piercing soldiers reorganizing their formations.He smiled at Dian Qing in front of him.

"Don't talk to the bamboo pole, save your strength!"

Dianqing glanced at him and said in a deep voice while standing tall in front of him, he knew that the thin bamboo pole couldn't hold it.

"It's up to you, Lao Qi. Senior Brother, there is no Qu Mosheng."

The thin bamboo pole smiled and looked at Qi Shi next to him.laughed

As for the brother who originally liked to talk to him + has already died in battle before him.

Death is nothing to them.

Wei Wuzun enjoys superior treatment in Wei State.It is natural to pay more than ordinary soldiers on the battlefield.Where is the most dangerous. They are always at the forefront.

You have to give what you want to get.

at this point.

It's the same whether it's modern or ancient.

Qi Shi held the big knife in his hands.There seemed to be sand in his eyes.Bloodshot.Much more - moisten.Wen Yan said impatiently: "Forgot!" "Haha. I also forgot 1!"

Thin Bamboo Laughed loudly when he heard the words.Haha laughed.

Dianqing was also slightly lost when he heard the words. He thought of it many, many years ago.I am at the master's door.I saw more and more disciples in the armored gate. Later, all the apprentices and brothers participated in the death of Wei Wu.Under the leadership of the master, he fought a hundred battles in the south.

The brothers and sisters have changed batches and batches. There are fewer and fewer old people.

In the end, the master also died.

Until today.

How many years you ask.

Dianqing doesn't know either.

After all, it has been many years.

"I hope today is not the last battle of Lao Tzu. If I can't go back, you have a message for Sanniang. In fact, I have always wanted to peek at her bathing. Unfortunately, I have a thief but no courage. I am afraid of being beaten to death by the senior brother. Haha. !"

The thin bamboo pole chuckled lightly.

It's just that some wretched words are a bit bleak and decisive. ". Not for a long time. I'll take you back."

Dianqing growled.

"Eldest brother. We are not that stupid little sister of Sanniang who doesn't know anything. In fact, not many people hate you for hiding the death of the master. Many of us are orphans, and the eldest brother has been the father for all these years after the death of the master. Thank you. I will take care of you. If there is an afterlife, I will give you a bamboo pole to be your brother.”

The thin bamboo pole's voice fell, followed by a roar.

"kill!"

"Boom!"

In the distance, the armor-piercing soldiers led by Wang Li charged again. It was still the same formation that would never change.Sharp and ruthless. No emotion is like the sharpest weapon.Sprint here.Some are just endless fronts.

And this time, the thin bamboo pole, who had been hiding with the arrogance, actually blocked the two spears with his chest.

Accompanied by the spear breaking out of the body.Blood is reckless.

And the smile on the thin bamboo pole's face is also hideous.The corner of the mouth (money is good) bleeding and looking at the two armor-piercing soldiers↓ swinging a long knife 1 to - life for two lives L

In the end - the knife gathered all his strength.

Accompanied by the flying of two figures.The thin bamboo pen was also trampled by the war horse.

But it was too late for people like Dian Qing and Qi Shi who came to the rescue.

Even if they ask for help, they can't take care of themselves.

"Ahhh!"