but--

Before that, Gong Xiqiu had to deal with some annoying "little mice". Gong Xiqiu pursed his lips, his eyes were slightly deeper, and he carefully felt several breaths of his bravery locked in. The corner of his mouth, stained with blood, raised a disdainful sneer: "You are worthy too? Get out!"

The long halberd swept across, and the wave of air condensed by the sound and martial energy was centered on him and fluctuated in all directions. The ordinary soldier who was hit by the front immediately exploded and bleeding from his seven orifices. The brave warriors who were killed seemed to be hit by a huge catastrophe of thousands of kilograms and flew backwards.

Those who are stronger are not that embarrassed.

The war horse under his crotch made a painful neigh.

Gong Xiqiu looked around and said provocatively: "Go together?"

One person felt deeply humiliated and blushed in anger: "The little thief is arrogant!"

After saying that, he took the lead in fighting with a knife.

Gong Xichou looked at the brave warriors surrounding him.

The murderous intent is rising!

The brave warrior who could not hold back his breath had not even seen Gong Xiqiu's movements clearly. In a trance, he seemed to see a dark green phantom flashing in front of his eyes, followed by a chill in his throat. The blood splashed out strongly dyed his vision red, and the heaven and earth rotated.

strangeness--

Why did his vision become so low?

Why does it feel so cold?

Who is holding his hair?

Why……

Until Yu Guang saw a familiar headless body falling down, his pupils trembled and stared at him in disbelief. His consciousness completely dissipated, and he still had not closed his big copper bell eyes.

silence!

Complete silence!

One move!

Just one move!

Most of Gong Xiqiu's face was stained with blood, but he was too lazy to wipe it. Instead, he arrogantly raised his head with his left hand and held his head with his eyes widened, and could see the shock of the head owner when he was dying - he said lightly: "Come?"

"Public! Western! Revenge!"

After a brief shock, one person blew up.

He said, "Go back! My brother! Long live! Come!"

Gong Xichou looked at the man's appearance and it was indeed a bit similar to the head in his hand. He was probably a brother. He threw his head to his war horse. The war horse opened its first mouth and held it back, tilting its neck and hanging it accurately on the bag.

Seeing that his brother's head was treated like this, the man was even more irritated, and the pain of losing his hands and feet, strong hatred, and humiliation... All negative emotions were mixed together, causing his martial arts to burst out at a much better level than usual.

However, this "far-win" is based on his own opinion.

In front of Gong Xiqiu, the difference between the two is just the difference between "anti-ant" and "slightly stronger ant", whether it is the difference between "one move" or "three moves". He laughed: "I can't pay your brother's life, but I can send you to see him generously!"

The laughter also had a sound attack with a qi-bang sound.

When ordinary soldiers approach, they were dizzy and tinnitus the most time.

Almost all the brave warriors of the eighth-level Gongcheng level were drawn to intercept Gong Xiqiu. As a result, one of them was taken away by him in one meeting. I have to say that this was a very shame - you should know that Gong Xiqiu was fighting two generals in a row!

Logically speaking, both physical strength and martial arts have been lost by more than 50%.

They thought their opponent was at the end of their strength to support, but at the moment of the real confrontation, they realized that they were very wrong. The pressure brought by Gong Xiqiu was like facing a mountain that was difficult to climb, let alone overthrow him!

On the battlefield, the fight continues.

The shouts of killing soared into the sky.

Martial spirit and literary spirit are raging.

The biggest advantage of the Alliance Army is that they have many literary scholars. Although their level is neat and inconsistent, they are not bad overall. On the other hand, Gongxiqiu, the fighter has always been unique, and almost no literary scholar can perfectly get along with him.

Only some of the chief clerks of the army helped to support the scene.

Even so, the two armies almost fought for 50% of the time.

The final analysis is still due to Gong Xiqiu.

With such a brave and invincible chief general, coupled with the great advantage of the fighting general, the morale condensed by more than 10,000 soldiers and horses is so strong that no one dares to look directly at it. When fighting a war, it is like a mad dog. It tore apart the defense of the Wenqi City Wall built by several Wenxin counselors on the Alliance Army, just like a sharp knife about to pierce into the heart of the Alliance Army's central army.

Leader Wu Xian kept a close eye on the changes in the battle situation and looked solemn.

He knew that the first battle of the Alliance might not go smoothly, but he didn't expect that it would be so smooth. Is it so difficult for a Gongxi Qiu? How many brave generals are there under the rebels of King Yu who are similar to Gongxi Qiu? No, no, no - Gongxi Qiuxi should be an exception.

If King Tsang had such a deep foundation, he would not have lost to Zheng Qiao when he was fighting for the throne. Thinking about it this way, I feel a lot of comfort.

The soap-shirt scribe suddenly said, "Lord, why aren't it foggy?"

Alliance leader Wu Xian sighed: "This is the only way now."

He didn't want to expose his strength too early.

However, his troops under his tent were the main force of the Alliance Army.

After such fierce battles, the biggest loss was his family's wealth.

The two evils are the least.

Now I don't care about anything else.

The soap-shirt scribe bowed and said, "Yes."

After a while, the situation on the battlefield changed. As the two soldiers worked, a strange thick fog rose around them. Whether it was the enemy in front of them or the robes around them, they were all flooded with thick fog, and they couldn't see their five fingers, which was panic.

However, these people did not include the soldiers under Wu Xian’s tent. As soon as they saw the familiar thick fog, they knew that it was the military advisor who took action!

Sure enough—

A familiar voice came into everyone's ears.

"Kan is six, two hundred and three hundred, three feet, and then turn to four."

Some people also heard: "Dou 2146 zhang."

"Thirty-five-seven feet away..."

The soldiers who received the instructions acted without hesitation, walking freely in the thick fog, avoiding the fight, and their actions were not affected.

The thick fog will affect the vision of ordinary people and low-level martial artists, but high-level martial artists are sensitive to the five senses. Even if they cannot see the thick fog with their five fingers, they can still move freely based on their vision and hearing. For a moment, the balance tilted towards the Alliance Army.

Gong Xiqiu knocked back the enemy general with one blow, and sneered unhappy: "There are little tricks in the devil, and you dare to play tricks in front of me!"

After saying that, he waved his hand to sacrifice his brave tiger talisman.

The siege of the brave warriors tried to stop them but failed.

at the same time--

Kang Shi and several others paddled through thick fog.

It's not that they don't want to romance, but—

There are only more than 200 people who have been fighting, what are you going to do???

His lord was seriously injured and unconscious.

Although Qi Shan was still awake, he lost too much blood and looked as pale as a piece of white paper, making people suspect that he would faint in the next second and report to the King of Hell. Tens of thousands of soldiers in the Alliance Army would not be discovered even if they were caught in the water.

Seeing the thick fog rise, Kang Shi said, "Is this a maze?"

Gu Chi said: "It's more like a fog array."

Qi Shan took some pills to heal internal injuries, and Gu Chi and the others helped to input literary energy. The exhausted Dan Mansion greedily absorbed it and ran wildly around his limbs. This made him feel much better. He shook his head: "It's neither a maze nor a mist array."

Kang Shi and the other looked at him.

Qi Shan said: "This is Qin Li's 'the way of scholars'."

"Qin Li?"

Qi Shan covered his chest and coughed twice, then he felt that the stuffy feeling dissipated, and a little blood appeared on his face, which was not that scary. He continued: "It's the counselor next to Wu Xian, the leader of the alliance - Qin Gongsu."

Kang Shi then remembered that the leader of Wu Xian always had a soap-shirt scholar next to him. It turned out that this person was called "Qin Li" and "Qin Gongsu"?

Qi Shan slowed down: "Don't underestimate him."

"How come the way of a scholar is not famous?" Kang Shi looked at Qin Li from afar, and did not know this person, and he only knew the name now. This way of a scholar is simply born for the battlefield, so why is it not famous?

Qi Shan said: "He likes to play with the yin."

Kang Shi: "…"

Is something wrong with this???

In terms of means "yin", it seems that praying for good is more authoritative???

Although he didn't ask, his eyes showed everything, and Qi Shan almost breathed a sigh of relief.

Kang Shi was also afraid of making his popularity worse.

Hurry up and restrained his expression.
To be continued...