Dragon Vein Martial God

Nanlie's eyes shrink when he sees Jiangting's bowing and taking an arrow. However, he is not afraid. At this moment, even if Jiangting attacks him with an arrow, he has a dead man to block his sword, not to mention that he is not simple.

After a moment's silence, nanlie drank: "Doujiang, dare you!"

Fighting generals is not only the custom of fighting, but also the method of fighting to win the hearts of the opponents.

In fact, he still has a lot of words that can constantly shake the morale of the military in Yuwen County

However, he did not dare to say that, for example, Jiang Ting fled in a panic a few days ago. He said that he was actually unifying the army as a bandit... In a word, many, many.

Jiang Ting appeared in the city wall in person... If the insult was too much, it would be over here. If Jiang Ting really angered him, he could not escape the pursuit of a rule three.

He didn't believe that a Yuwen County, even if it was temporarily united by Jiangting, would really be able to stop his elite soldiers, such as the general he proposed.

As far as he knows, Qianqing stronghold is almost dead. There are only three Dharma protectors left behind. Jiang Ting doesn't have so many generals to die.

Jiang Ting roared in the city wall: "why don't you dare!"

Although Jiang Ting is not good at leading soldiers, he is really not afraid of fighting generals... Although all the soldiers under his hand are disabled soldiers, now he has become a martial arts expert.

Single to single, unless it's nanlie himself, it's hard to predict the outcome.

The only thing we need to care about is whether Ke Yang has his own martial arts... He can do it quickly, but Ke Yang can't.

"Who will fight me?" On the side of nanlieshen, a general in silver armor rode out, twenty-five feet away from the city.

Jiang Ting whispered, "who's going?"

There was a moment of silence here. Han Zhuo said softly, "the first battle should be a victory to boost the morale of the army. I'll go."

After saying that, Han Zhuo's feet gently jumped down the wall: "I'll cut you!"

After falling the wall several feet high, Han Zhuo leaped again and rushed to the silver armour with his shadow.

"Child arrogance!" Silver a pupil shrink, then suddenly step on the stirrup, the whole person also leap up.

This man has a lot of martial arts.

But three breath, two people close, then in mid air began to wave the blade, knife fatal.

"Ding Ding..." the sound of gold and iron, repeated.

Where the two collided, sparks splashed.

When they fell to the ground, they stepped back at the same time... There were many gaps in their weapons, as if they had collided at least ten times.

"Win

"Win

"Win

All of a sudden, the army of nanlie's men roared. The sound was like a wave. The sharp blades in their hands stabbed at the sky one after another.

The momentum is terrible!

The people under Jiang Ting's hands... Didn't respond.

Even if there were, only a few people followed the whistling, and then bowed their heads with shame under the attention of others.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting shakes his head without any trace... There is a big gap between the two soldiers.

Under the wall.

Silver armour grimly smile: "the difference between heaven and earth, just a small town, a break... From you, death!"

Silver armour, save again.

Seeing this, Han Zhuo shook his head: "you are a pure general... But I am not, so I won."

He is good at both literature and martial arts, and has been given a gift by Jiang Ting... His strength, among the people under Jiang Ting's hands, at least the top three, really fight for life and death. Su Jiu may not be his opponent.

After all, what Su Jiu is good at is never positive.

Words sound falls, Han Zhuo side body, avoid after flagrantly sword sweep.

Silver armour waved his knife in a hurry.

But unexpectedly, Han Zhuo shows a little smile, and his left hand suddenly punches... As Han Zhuo said, he is not a pure general, what he is good at, and he has never been a positive fight.

"BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM.

Han Zhuo finally finds a chance to fight the silver armour in the abdomen, and the huge force blows the silver armour away... Han Zhuo flies up and cuts it down with a sword.

"Yi" sound, silver head and die, as a price, Han Zhuo is also silver head before the death of a knife hit the abdomen, with half an inch of blood.

The pain made him sweat.

However, Han Zhuo looks back at Su Jiu, who is paying attention to the battlefield. His eyes flash a little obsession... Then he tears off a piece of clothes and directly wraps the wound together.

Then he looked at the South hunting army in front of him and drank: "who else can fight!"

With the roar of Dasheng, the whole battlefield is instantly infected.

The soldiers in Jiang Ting's hands, after the stern eyes of many team leaders, began to drink angrily.

"Who else can fight!"

"Who else can fight!"

"Who else can fight!"

…….

The sound of angry drinking, earth shaking, reverberated in the whole Yuwen county.

With the roar of anger, many soldiers were infected by the roar... Morale, available.

Although he is still a new recruit, this time, as long as he is not defeated by the people of Nanqi, he will not shrink back... After all, anything can happen when he is in the brain.

And Jiangting is guarding the city, and there are more people than Nanli... The first battle of hanzhuo has laid the foundation for today's battle of guarding the city.

Looking at Han Zhuo standing in the same place, Nan Li clenches his fists in an instant... A touch of anger rises.

Seeing the difficulty of the siege, he was ready to crush the morale of the army in an instant. Then the army crushed the city and harvested Jiangting army as pigs. Unexpectedly, the first battle not only failed, but also inspired the morale of the army.

There was a moment's silence. Nanlie looked at the other generals with cold eyes.

After a while, another silver low drink: "please fight!"

Although the generals here are not angry that they have won Ke Yang's unconditional trust in hunting in the South... However, they will not make mistakes when fighting.

Military orders should be like mountains!

"Sure." Nanlie looks back at Han Zhuo, and his voice is cold to the extreme.

"I'll fight you!" The silver armour slapped the horse's buttocks... The horse leaped out in an instant with its four hooves waving, and then the general held the halberd and waved like a demon.

Soon, silver armour rode close to Han Zhuo within five Zhang, still not dismounted.

If there is no performance before Han Zhuo, I'm afraid everyone will think that Han Zhuo will be directly killed.

But... With Han Zhuo's performance, who dares to think so?

Looking at Han Zhuo himself again, he suddenly sneered: "come with great strength... Seek your own way to death!"

Words fall, Han Zhuo feet suddenly toward the right side, just to avoid the impact of silver armour and long halberd.

Silver armour see, eyes show a little cruel, long halberd suddenly, toward Han Zhuo then pierce past.

"If you're close to me, there's still a chance... It's a pity." Han Zhuo sneered again. He patted the ground with his left hand, and his internal power turned, and his body tilted again.

He not only avoided the halberd, but took advantage of it and threw it back.

"Huhu..." in the face of the broken halberd, the silver armour bent down and held the halberd again... But in a hurry, he couldn't hold it tightly for a moment.

Han Zhuo, who had been prepared for a long time, got close and swept with a long sword. All he left was a head.

The horse continued to march forward with the headless body.

Han Zhuo felt relaxed. Fortunately, he was ready.

The strength of the silver armour just now is not low... However, the silver armour tried to reverse the morale of the army, risked a frontal surprise attack, and the battle was doomed.

The failure of the stratagem... As a price, he was killed without injury.