Resurrection of Reiki: I Will Win Every Bet

I complained in my heart: Isn't this a certain game from the previous life?

[The war has begun, the whole army is attacking! 】

Thirty seconds later, the sound continued...

The Wagang Army, which had already set up their formation, suddenly blew drums and horns.

The banner fluttered in the wind, and the cavalry on both wings took the lead.

The soldiers of the Chinese army walked in neat steps.

The mountain is advancing like a torrent, shouting every three steps: "Kill!"

"Kill!" "Kill!"

The loud voice directly spread to the opposite Ming army position.

The imposing manner is uncommon, unexpectedly rumbling forward calmly.

On the other hand, Zhu Qizhen didn't put up any formation at all.

Because the generals didn't follow, he didn't know what to do in this situation, and he didn't know what formation to put in.

Just doing my best to boost morale as much as possible.

Now seeing the opponent's army, they have already moved towards their side, and their killing sounds shook the sky.

Zhu Qizhen shouted loudly: "Pass down the order, let the soldiers shout to me, shout out the momentum, and suppress the arrogance of the enemy."

The Ming army had no choice but to follow the order after receiving the order. They shouted, but their momentum was obviously weaker.

Zhu Qizhen was a little disappointed when he saw this, and saw the enemy cavalry getting closer.

He shouted loudly: "Send the order, the artillery bombards the opponent's cavalry!"

The execution power of the Ming army is still very high.

For a while, artillery fire roared, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and shells flew towards the opposing cavalry one after another.

Because the cavalry is very fast, although the military front sight is not bad, the damage caused is relatively average.

Many cavalry were hit by shells, and they turned their backs on their backs. They couldn't bear to send EUR from! Group, stay! Stay 9: 8#0>2!0;58/56 see.

Surprised the surrounding Wagang Army, when did they see such a battle?

Shan Xiongxin also frowned as he watched the artillery bombardment of the Ming army...

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief. The momentum was quite scary, but the casualties caused were not large.

I thought to myself: Fortunately, the target of the opponent's attack was cavalry, and the weapon was exposed in advance. If the dense infantry formation approached, it would be troublesome if it came suddenly.

Shan Xiongxin immediately ordered the infantry to change formation, and the cavalry directly launched a death charge towards the opponent's artillery position.

The formation of the Wagang infantry gradually became looser, and it was no longer so dense. After finishing, they quickly rushed to the Ming army's position.

Although the temporary changes on the battlefield did not change much, it can be seen that Shan Xiongxin still has some military talents, and the Wagang Army is also quite well-trained.

After a few rounds of artillery, it was completely misfired, and the cavalry of the opponent broke through and fell into chaos.

Seeing this, Zhu Qizhen had no choice but to draw out his sword and point it forward.

Roaring: "The whole army goes out, let them see how powerful I am as an elite."

After the Ming army got the order, it surged up, the flags were flying, the drums were thundering, and it could also be called the army of tigers and wolves.

Not long after, the two armies finally collided like mountains and seas.

It's like rumbling and heavy thunder resounding through the valley, and it's like a vast expanse of raging waves hitting the mountains.

Long swords and scimitars clanged and danced, spears and spears whizzed and flew, and the dense rain of arrows was like locusts crossing the border, covering the sky and covering the ground...

The dull shouts and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble!

Shan Xiongxin also brought his personal guards to break through forcefully, turned into a sharp knife, and brandished a spike in the distance.

It's like painting with blood.

The head on the armor that has never been lowered is so eager to win.

Leading the way, greatly boosted the morale of the Wagang Army.

They all screamed as if they had been injected with blood, waving their weapons and charging forward.

In this scene, the advantages brought out by the fierce generals are highlighted to the fullest...

The Ming army on the opposite side showed no sign of weakness.

Facing the menacing enemy army, don't be afraid!

Build layers of hard fortresses with a steel-like body.

Facing the momentum of tigers and wolves, I never backed down half a step...

Fatal wounds often come straight ahead...

A soldier of the Ming army kicked the dead body by his feet, and looked left and right. The brother on the left had an arrow stuck in his right arm.

But he slashed desperately with his unskilled left hand, with a hideous face.

The brother on the right was so red-eyed that he yelled loudly, even bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

The Ming army fought very tenaciously, without command, without formation, and even without a general to take the lead, but their combat power was not weak.

Seeing this, the water friends had to sigh: Well done!

If they have a qualified commander, the outcome of this battle is really uncertain.

An incompetent general exhausted the three armies to death is a true portrayal of this war.

The loser is not the Ming army...

Zhu Qizhen was the only one who lost, and his incompetence led to the regrettable ending of the entire war.

Yang Fan and the water friends watched with enthusiasm, this is the real war movie.

No wonder the directors of Blue Star have gone to make romance films.

All because I really dare not make war movies!

will be scolded to death...

The water friends are discussing...

"It's so tragic! But the outcome has already been decided, and this time I won the bet."

"Actually, the fighting power of the Ming army is quite strong, but because the first general is incompetent, the entire army was exhausted."

"Yeah! Although I lost the bet this time, but seeing the stubborn Ming army, I really can't hate it. I only hate that idiot Zhu Qizhen, what kind of **** of war? I can't even form an army, I will fight you Grandma!"

"We won the bet, but the Ming army is good. If neither side has a commander, the Wagang army is no match for the Ming army."

"Give Mingjun a thumbs up!"

"..."

With the discussion of the water friends, the battle came to an end.

The Wagang army won a small victory, and most of the soldiers were killed or injured. As for Zhu Qizhen, he had already died in the chaos.

[The end of the war: "The Red-haired Spiritual Officer" Shan Xiongxin (

Wagang Army) won. 】

[Citizen Yang Fan bet on 150 years of life to win, please choose the reward method, 1: Legion lucky bag, 2: 150 years of life]

[Citizen Yang Fan bet on a 150-year lifespan to win, and 300 years of lifespan will be returned! 】

War competitions are not like heads-up competitions, and they don't happen often.

It usually takes more than a month, or even a few months.

Invisibly restricted Yang Fan, the God of Gamblers.

But fortunately, other competitions will also be held randomly, and the speed of gaining lifespan is not slow.

What Yang Fan is most looking forward to is the chaos competition.

Choose a few people to fight randomly, and if you only bet on one person to win, the betting odds are often higher.

The next heads-up match is not far away, there are still two days left.

Yang Fan started his stud operation again, betting on Xiongba for 300 years.

After exiting [Wanjie], I found that there was a missed call from Ding Jie.

Yang Fan was about to call him back, but when the phone rang, the other party called him again.

Just after connecting, Ding Jie's excited voice came out...

"Hey! I won the bet again. I think I have been lucky recently. Do you want to consider betting with brother in the future?"

Yang Fan asked amusedly, "So excited? How much did you win?"

Ding Jie smirked: "Hey...he bet a lot this time, and won for 12 years."

No wonder! For a student who has just grown up, winning a game for 12 years is already a very good harvest, enough to have a good mood.

Yang Fan doesn't care, so bet with you? Can you imagine how much I won?

Chapter 8

It was a rare holiday, and Yang Fan was going to visit the grave of Yuanshen's parents.

Although they are not Yang Fan's biological parents.

But he inherited a lot of memories from the original body, and he still has some affection for them.

I brought a pot of chrysanthemums, a bottle of Yuanzheng's father's favorite wine, and three glasses, and took a taxi to the Martyrs Cemetery.

The towering peaks in the cemetery have built long steps one after another, and each mountain is full of graves.

There are many mountains, and they are connected one by one. Except for the tomb, there are all trees on it, and the environment is quite good.

When walking up to the resting garden stairs where the original parents slept, there are tombstones all the way.

In each tomb are buried martyrs who died fighting alien races and fighting for human lives.

Some tombs are quite luxurious, with the name of the deceased engraved in gold on the tombstone made of marble, and flowers are placed in front of the tomb.

But more tombs are very simple, even crude, with only an ordinary stone tablet recording the information of the owner of the tomb.

Although it is May Day, there are not too few people who come to the grave, they are all people who come to remember their relatives and friends.

The tomb of the original parents faces south, with green pines and cypresses behind the tomb, and a photo of the original parents on the stone tablet in front of the tomb.

The father looked straight at the eyes, cold and firm, while the mother was kind and gentle.

After Yang Fan apologized to his original parents, he picked up three glasses and poured wine.

Just as I was about to have a drink with the two of you, I heard a voice not far away.

"Puff...cough cough cough cough..."

The wine he just drank spurted out, choking him to tears.

It turned out that not far away, a boy who looked about the same age as Yang Fan was also visiting the grave.

Right in front of him, you can see it at a glance.

The reason why he spit out a sip of wine was because what the boy said shocked him so much that he doubted his life.

I saw the boy take a sip of wine.

Facing the grave, he said slowly...

"Father, rest in peace! I lost another bet last time, and I am afraid that there is no hope to avenge you, but if I can't avenge you, what face do I have as your son?

Said that the boy suddenly pulled out a small knife and cut off a strand of his hair.

"Today, I will sever the father-son relationship with you! This revenge for killing the father, please be wise, and leave!"

After finishing speaking, I left gracefully...

Hearing this, Yang Fan almost belched on the spot...

"Cough" for a while before recovering, and sighed: The world is really big, there are all kinds of birds...