Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

Only Khal Dungo was lucky to escape, being pushed away by his bloodrider at the last moment, avoiding the fatal blow.

Wu Feng kicked him in the chest and abdomen, and there was a clear sound of fracture, and he didn't know how many bones were broken, causing him to roll on the ground and scream in pain.

At this time, Wu Feng only needs to kill the opponent with a single sword, and he can even take him as a hostage to make the remaining Dothraki fight. However, he did not do this, but roared mockingly at the Dothraki, "Come on!" Come on, cowards! You castrated eunuchs!"

Wu Feng said this in the Dothraki language. If such an insult can be tolerated, it is better to wipe his neck directly. The surrounding Dothraki roared and rushed to Wu Feng, vowing to tear this hateful enemy to pieces. !

Wu Feng swung his huge sword excitedly, and swept across the crowd in all directions. No one could block his sword. The carefully crafted Dothraki scimitar collided with the Tiger Roaring Sword, just like fragile glass Fragmented, torn along with its owner.

Under Wu Feng's inhuman strength, speed, combat skills and weapons, the Dothraki were slaughtered like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Their weapons could not touch his body at all, and the opponent's speed was faster than the horses in the sky. Swift, more erratic than a gust of wind, he was about to touch the opponent's body, but suddenly a weapon in his hand slashed in the air, and immediately there was a sharp pain, and his eyes fell into permanent darkness.

What's even more frightening is that this man's physical strength seemed to be endless, and he was always at his peak during such a fierce battle. Over a hundred Dothrakis died in his hands in a short time, but his combat power was not damaged at all. Still slaughtering the Howling Dothraki warriors as fast as they started.

Gradually, the Dothraki corpses piled up under their feet, and the blood gathered into a creek and flowed wantonly, muddying the land. Presumably, the grass will be more luxuriant in the coming year!

Unexpectedly, an inexplicable idea came to Wu Feng's mind.

When he came back to his senses, there was no crowd standing in front of him. Except for the dead bodies, the remaining Dothraki and Lazarin were all kneeling on the ground.

"Cut! Boring!" Wu Feng casually threw away a piece of thigh in his hand. It turned out that he didn't know when, he picked up that Dengo Kao as a weapon and swept across it. Of course, he killed and disabled several roaring warriors In the end, this khal Dungo turned into a pool of blood and mud.

Compared with the powerful fighters in the Zhongtian Continent, the results of these Dothraki's long-term training are only at the first or second level of body training, and they can't pose any threat to him at all.

However, in the eyes of the Dothraki and Lazarin, this man is not human at all, because no one can slaughter five hundred roaring warriors in one go without even taking a breath, and no one can walk out of the mountain of corpses and blood. Not stained with a trace of blood.

There has never been such a powerful "human" in the history of Essos, so the identity of the other party must be a god.

Surrendering a foreign Infika (foreigner) is a shame, but it is always a matter of course for mortals to bow their knees to the gods. The proud Dothraki also choose to surrender in exchange for the chance to continue to survive.

To show their obedience, the Dothraki cut off the braids on the back of their heads one by one with a machete, and threw them at Wu Feng's feet.

"Great master! We are willing to conquer the world for you, please accept our loyalty."

Wu Feng is considering whether to accept the Radothraki's surrender, because just now, he was slaughtering their brothers, relatives and friends wantonly. This group of rebellious roaring warriors only fear his power. This kind of loyalty is too cheap .

He is not invincible, and his physical strength has its limit after all. Without any supplementary extraordinary strength, even he would have to run away if he was surrounded by a large army.

In this case, it is not a wise choice to plant a time bomb around one's own home.

Chapter 5 The So-Called Power

At this time, the sudden rapid breathing in the distant town made him change his mind.

"You guys, go! Open the gate of that town, remember, killing is not allowed!" Wu Feng casually pointed to a Dothraki who took the lead in surrendering, and the priestess Mora.

"Obey, my master." The Dothraki gave the priestess a provocative look, and he rode to the gate of Lazarin's camp, threatening loudly, saying that a great god had gained much bravery. The Slarks are loyal, and now he has taken a fancy to this place, demanding that the people inside immediately surrender the camp and welcome the gods to settle in.

Many people in the camp witnessed the entire process of the war, so when the Dothraki said this, it caused a commotion. They dared not make enemies of the Dothraki, let alone provoke and kill the Dothraki Like the one who killed the dog, but the upcoming unknown fate made it difficult for them to make up their minds for a while.

The Dothraki was furious and wanted to kill a few people to gain power, but Wu Feng's words just now made him dare not disobey, so he could only curse angrily in the Dothraki language.

"My compatriots! Open the door quickly! The great god is willing to lead us with his great power! Bless us! Why do we have any reason to keep the gods away..." Compared with the threats of the Dothraki, The priestess obviously knew better how to communicate with her compatriots. After some persuasion from her, the gate of the camp opened tremblingly from the inside.

When Wu Feng entered, all the Lazarin people in the town who were able to move knelt on the ground to welcome him, their new master!Incomparable God!

Half an hour later, Wu Feng was sitting in the largest tent in the city. The former town chief, the old man Lazarin with white beard and hair, was kneeling on the ground and reporting fearfully.

Both the Dothraki and the priestess were present.

Probably how many livestock and farms there are in the city, how many women, young and old, as well as gold, silver and weapons, these are now Wu Feng's wealth.

Wu Feng has long been familiar with all these things.

He ordered: "Put my people in order, and treat those who can be treated together with those war horses."

Wu Feng's words moved the Dothraki standing aside, because the Dothraki have a special relationship with horses, and taking good care of the horses means that the other party values ​​them and is willing to accept them

Although many Dothrakis died in the battle just now, the horses under them were not killed or injured, and there are still many horses staying next to the corpses of their original owners and not leaving.

If Wu Feng knew about this mental activity, he would definitely think too much. He just didn't want to waste his property. You must know that a cavalryman is much more valuable than an infantryman.

"Yes! Great god!" The old man Lazarin responded quickly.

Wu Feng asked him again, "How many Lazarin camps are there around here?"

As soon as the old man hesitated, he saw the Dothraki with a murderous look on his face and pressed his hand on the weapon. He shuddered and said truthfully, "There are three, my lord!"

Wu Feng raised a finger, "I want them to come here to see me within a week, and I will leave this matter to you."

"Yes, great God!" The old man Lazarin hesitated and responded.

"Also, my name in this world is Sauron, not a god as you think." If Wu Feng remembers correctly, there is a broad religious belief foundation on the continent of Essos, the King of Light and the God of Thousand Faces. The followers of the gods wield enormous influence.

Claiming to be a god rashly will only attract unnecessary hostility. Although he is fearless, there is no need to be an enemy at this stage.

For the people present, such an explanation revealed some "truths" even more. They looked at each other and tacitly obeyed, "Obey, my lord."

After explaining the matter, Wu Feng sent everyone away, and after sitting quietly in the tent for a while, he took out a black iron scroll from his arms.

"True Hard Way"

In a world where extraordinary powers are not revealed and cold weapon wars dominate, mortals have limits after all. A powerful warrior can fight ten times with one, and an elite army can defeat opponents that are several times their own. exist.

Although Wu Feng has achieved this with his extraordinary body and amazing battery life, he is not invincible. He will also be injured, bleed, and exhausted, and has all kinds of flaws of ordinary people.

"True Gang Hard Pole" can make up for this shortcoming, or in other words continue to increase this upper limit.The most important thing is that this body training method achieves this goal by continuously tempering muscles, bones, and blood, and there is no conflict with the rules of this world.

Moreover, Wu Feng can quickly improve the level of cultivation of this technique through continuous wars, using wars to support wars.

Wu Feng has already read through this cheat book several times, and before this practice, he read the first chapter again to make sure nothing will go wrong.

"Hard Skin", "Steel Armor", and "True Gang" are the three major realms of this exercise. If you cultivate the Hard Leather Realm, you can resist cutting down by ordinary swordsmen. The Steel Armor Realm is like covering a warrior's body with a layer of magic weapons. Armor, as for the real astral state, from the inside to the outside, the body surface automatically generates protective aura, which is invulnerable to all poisons and difficult to injure by water and fire.

The first "hard cover" contains thousands of words, including posture pictures, breathing methods, auxiliary medicines, and key points, which are explained one by one. It can be done, but if you have a strong foundation, you can achieve it in a few months, and if you are in the battlefield of killing, you can infinitely adapt to the artistic conception of this skill, and the training time can be halved.

In the next few days, Wu Feng devoted himself to practicing the exercises, and he had a strong foundation. His progress was rapid, and his skin gradually changed from the original fairness to a bronze color, and it became more resilient and tightly structured.

During this time, the chief of Lazarin from the Dothraki Sea met this mighty chief.

"Great warrior! We have come here at your call. May I ask what you need to order?" Under the force of force, the leaders of Lazarin are used to obeying, let alone this terrifying man who can subdue the Dothraki.

The priestess said beside her as a handmaiden, "My compatriots, the great and merciful King Sauron has mercy on us and is willing to protect us from evil. Now is the time for us to show our loyalty."

The leaders of Lazarin looked at each other, and a highly respected elder with a white beard said: "Please forgive me, the powerful warriors, the brutal Dothrakis regard us as cattle and sheep, and the citizens of the city-state kidnap our young wives and daughters to sell us. As slaves, what qualifications do we have to accept Your Excellency's protection?"

"No! You have!" Wu Feng sneered, "For a long time, you have been bearing the burden of coming from Dothraki, from Astapor, from Yunkai, from Meereen, from The endless insults, oppression, and plunder from the Free Trade Federation have survived painfully and tenaciously, but you have always longed to change this status quo from the bottom of your heart."

Chapter 6 Fear My Name

The elders were silent for a moment, and then said: "No matter how rough the future is, we are still alive at least, but if those beings are offended, the ending of the Lazarin will only become a piece of history in the Dothraki Sea."

The Lazarin people have their own survival wisdom. After sacrificing their cattle, sheep, wives and daughters, those raiders at least understand the principle of exhausting their resources. However, they will never sit back and watch the Lazarin people form a gang to resist their rule.

The leader of the Dothraki in the camp roared: "You lowly goatmen who don't know what is good or bad, I will make you history today!"

He couldn't understand why the master valued the weak "sheep people". In his opinion, he could kill all these slaves by himself.

Wu Feng held up a hand to stop the anger of the Dothraki, "Before you swear allegiance, I will forgive this offense. Forbearance will only make the other party gain an inch. The only way for the Lazarin to avoid being bullied is to unite. I will give you three days to think about it, and then give me your answer..."

After all the leaders of Lazarin left the tent, the priestess said with a worried face, "O great king! They still have chances. It is basically impossible for you to convince them to be loyal to you after three days."

"No! They will!" Wu Feng got up and walked out of the tent for the first time in several days. Outside the tent, a hundred roaring warriors and four hundred Dothraki were ready to go.

"Go! My steed! Fight for me! Conquer everything!" Wu Feng roared suddenly, and the Dothraki in front of him rushed out like a bloodthirsty beast.

Wu Feng stepped onto a tall, all-black steed, and said unfinished words to the stunned priestess, "I hope they will make the right choice when I return!"

The next moment, like an arrow shooting from the string, the target was the enemy on the prairie!

As a nation on horseback, the Dothraki are as simple as eating and drinking for them. Long-distance raids are their usual way of fighting. They change horses, eat and drink while galloping, and come before dusk and sunset. In front of a nomadic tribe.

On the backside of the green hillside stood a khalasar of a mighty khal, thick smoke from the settlement wafted into the sky, and the wind carried the smell of roasting horsemeat and the clatter of crowds.

The other party was about to have dinner. This khalasar was even more powerful than the original Khal Dungo, with [-] roaring warriors, [-] bowmen, and more slave cannon fodder. The leader of the Karasar.

Kaalasar of Dungo Khal originally lived next to him, and even in his heyday, he would not dare to provoke the other party, unless he decided to annex the other party's khalasar, and Yehou Kao had no intention of destroying the other party at the risk of losing his troops. It has been safe and sound.

The attack came suddenly, and the first thing that landed was a rain of arrows, shooting and killing the patrolling soldiers one after another. When the opponent finally reacted, the warriors on the horses roared into the camp.

The opponent's large army did not seem to be in the camp, and the arrogant Dothraki did not expect that someone would take the initiative to attack them. The only defense force was disintegrated by Wu Feng several times, and the tribe of thousands of people was caught off guard.

The Dothraki were equally vicious to their own kind, setting the tents of their camp ablaze with rockets, setting the tribe in flames in an instant.

The Dothraki were all soldiers, and children and women also took up arms to face the invaders, but what a pity they faced cruel executioners, who cut down all the rebels without any mercy.

They came and went as fast as they could, taking everything that could be taken away, and burning what could not be taken away, anyway, they did everything that could disgust the enemy.

So when Ye Hou Kao rushed back from the hunting place with his army, all he saw was the lair covered by fire and thick smoke and dead bodies all over the ground. Roaring: "Despicable villain Dunge, I will turn your head into a drinking utensil, and tear your body apart with a horse!"

It's a pity that he didn't know that Deng Ge's soul had already returned to the earth, his body had been crushed, and the opponent he was about to face was even stronger.

Eager for revenge, Yehou Kao divided his khalasar into several kass, and searched for the enemy in all directions, but unfortunately, the enemy seemed to disappear out of thin air and found nothing all night.

When Ye Hou Kao regrouped and deployed on the second day, he suddenly found that more than 500 people in a whole Cass never came back.

Only then did Yehou Kao become vigilant, because he knew that the most powerful animals on the grassland were not tigers and lions, but vicious and cunning wolves. They were proficient in tactics, and they would not launch a general attack all at once, but would wear down their opponents with sneak attacks one after another. , and then when the opponent is exhausted, he will pounce on you and bite your throat.

Just as he was about to prepare for guard, the earth-shattering sound of horseshoes came from all around. It was obvious that his side had more people than the other side, but it created a feeling of isolation and helplessness.

One side was exhausted after a night of searching, while the other side was ready to go, and more importantly, they had an invincible commander!

Wu Feng brandished a huge heavy sword, stabbing into the army like a spearhead, no matter whether it was an ordinary Dothraki warrior or a roaring warrior with multiple bells tied to his braid, no one could resist his casual sword, he It was like a meat grinder constantly piercing through Kaasar of Yehou Kao, leading the subordinates behind him to kill wantonly.

Yehou Kao rushed up with three blood alliance guards with red eyes. They wanted to make this despicable sneak attacker regret being born in this world.

Wu Feng's eyes were already bloodshot at this time. He just felt a strong wind coming, and he didn't even look at the sword being swung out. It was so powerful that others could only see a white line flashing by. The khal and his bloodrider were split in two.

The torture like beheading kept them alive for a while, with earth-shattering howls from their mouths, but they could only watch the organs slip out of their chests and die in extreme pain.

This sorcerous scene made the Dothraki completely terrified. The opponent alone killed more than a hundred Dothraki warriors and roaring warriors. There are many opponents, but the remaining Dothraki no longer have the courage to fight.

They gave up their resistance one by one, turned over from their horses and knelt on the ground, expressing their submission.

With a mere [-] people fighting against nearly [-] enemies, there was no damage to themselves. This victory over more with less made the Dothraki warriors who followed Wu Feng roar to the sky. They raised their weapons and shouted for joy.

"Invincible! Sauron! Invincible! Sauron!"

"He is the most powerful khal in the Dothraki grasslands!"

"Our... Sauron Khal!"

Chapter 7