Chapter 82 The bravery of Yuan was beaten by Xiang Yu
Twenty-eight riders descended from the mountain in four directions.
These are the children of Jiangdong who once followed Xiang Yu in his charge.
One general's success will destroy ten thousand bones.
If Xiang Yu had not lost in the end, they would surely have had a place among the famous generals known to future generations, and their bravery naturally did not need to be considered. Although the Han army was hundreds of times more powerful than these elites, they were still cleared of roads.
This illusion is constructed based on the considerations of Captain Sili's own cultivation.
Therefore, there was no overly exaggerated scene, especially since the evil aura of the fighting on the battlefield was strong enough to make Wei Yuan feel his scalp numb. He rushed forward with a sword in hand, but he never thought that the Kansai in front of him
The Han Dynasty was originally a soldier of the Qin Dynasty. Although he was incorporated into the Han army, his deepest instinct did not necessarily think so.
The big man in front avoided the gun point quite skillfully.
Wei Yuan, who was behind him, was sold directly.
The spear in the Chu army cavalry's hand suddenly pierced forward. Wei Yuan subconsciously used the eight-sided Han sword to block. The manpower and horse power were combined into one, and there was a loud noise. The sword edge was directly knocked away. Wei Yuan's combat experience made him retreat quickly.
He avoided it, but on the battlefield, he collided with another person, and his body and footwork were deformed.
In the blink of an eye, the cavalry who had gone through bloody battles reacted.
The heavy spear pierced Wei Yuan's throat in an extremely light and agile manner.
My eyesight went dark.
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Wei Yuan opened his eyes suddenly and subconsciously raised his hands to cover his throat.
The feeling of being pierced frontally by cavalry charging down the mountain was quite uncomfortable.
I still underestimated the ancient elites who had experienced various wars.
These should be the soldiers who accompanied Xiang Yu from Julu to Gaixia. How could the fighting ability be weak? Wei Yuan calmed down, holding his waist card, a scroll appeared in front of his eyes. The battle at Gaixia was still in the first place.
position, but immediately two shadows of moon dew separated from it.
They are respectively the Battle of Julu experienced by veterans of the Qin Army.
And the bloody battle in Pengcheng that Yang Xi experienced.
There is Xiang Jiao when he became famous at a young age, and the Overlord when the army was at its peak.
Wei Yuan looked at the achievements behind him and his face turned a little blue.
This is simply not what he can afford now.
Of course, for the former Sili Lieutenant, these meritorious deeds are nothing, but Wei Yuan has enough reasons to suspect that this is the people of the current dynasty legally and reasonably exploiting the merits accumulated by the Crouching Tigers of the past generations in slaying demons and slaying demons, to prevent them from destroying the great nation.
Some of the treasures of heaven, materials and earth were exchanged.
After all, for those crouching tigers, a millennium elixir is exchanged for a fight with the heyday overlord.
Is it a good deal?
What a great deal.
But Wei Yuan looked at the only fifty-nine points of meritorious service left, and then focused on the first one. He was in a sad state of victory. It was a sad song at the end. Yu Ji had passed away, and only twenty-eight of the eight thousand Jiangdong disciples were left.
The Battle of Gaixia under the human condition.
After seeing the overlord's demeanor from the veterans of the Qin army and Yang Xi.
It is difficult for any martial arts practitioner to resist the temptation of facing an overlord.
Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and comforted himself in his heart.
There are still fifty-nine points left, which is still plenty.
I continued to exchange for this moon dew photo.
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The time the old vixen told Heavenly Girl Wei Yuan was three days.
After waiting for him for three days, he gathered his magic power to create a token that could prove his identity.
Then go find Qingqiu with the token.
Wei Yuan had been in seclusion for the past three days. The situation on the battlefield was unpredictable. He kept trying to get closer to King Xiang's position, but this was not easy. During these three days, he no longer knew where to fight in Gaixia.
For a long time, most of the time, they were entangled with King Xiang's personal guards.
His swordsmanship and experience continue to grow.
In this illusion, the physical strength of King Xiang's personal guards was similar to his.
And from the very beginning, he was killed by these elite warriors without paying attention.
Now he is able to entangle the undefeated, and even kill one of them with sword moves.
Wei Yuan's progress is so rapid that it can be seen with the naked eye.
But he still couldn't touch Xiang Yu's side.
After being killed by the Jiangdong disciples next to Xiang Yu again, Wei Yuan opened his eyes and was obsessed with this battle for three days. Even with the protection of a Taoist lineage, his eyes were bloodshot. There was a clear battlefield evil spirit around him, but it was still hidden.
hair.
Wei Yuan raised his hand, almost instinctively wanting to exchange it. Only then did he realize that of all the merits he had prepared for himself in exchange for the moon dew photos, he only had the last one left.
He has gone through fifty-nine times in the Battle of Gaixia.
He also died fifty-nine times.
Wei Yuan's movements paused, but in exchange for the moon dew photo this time, the last feat dissipated, and the scroll slowly unfolded in front of Wei Yuan's eyes again. This time he was well prepared and still appeared next to Yang Xi.
When he was lost in despair, he reached out directly in the air and pulled the future Marquis of Chiquan off his horse.
There was a commotion in the Han army camp.
Wei Yuan squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the war horse neighed and jumped out of the battle.
He rushed straight towards the brave Wu Zui.
The Han troops were all surprised by such a sudden change, and subconsciously retreated, as if the waves were breaking.
Wei Yuan looked directly at King Xiang who was rushing down from this direction.
Since following the trend of the war situation, it is impossible to contact Xiang Yu, this method can only be used.
Wei Yuan raised his hand and drew his sword, and rushed towards King Xiang as if he was not afraid of death. One of Xiang Yu's personal guards shouted angrily and rushed towards him. Wei Yuan held the sword in his right hand and raised his left arm, just in time to hit the guard's lance.
Clamped under the arm, the atmosphere of the battlefield is the most affecting one's mind. With a roar, he cut off the lance with the sword in his right hand and threw the front part of the lance away.
It was smashed to pieces by the spear in Xiang Yu's hand.
It seems that because of Xiang Yu's character, he quite appreciated this behavior and said loudly:
"Who is coming?!"
Wei Yuan swallowed the boiling blood and slashed at Xiang Yu with his sword.
"Quanzhou Weiyuan."
"good!"
Xiang Yu knocked down the heavy gun from his hand.
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"Isn't the guard master not here?"
Zhang Hao knocked on the door, and it was the water ghost who opened the door.
The water ghost shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't been out for three days."
"Come in and sit down first."
Those who came here today, besides Zhang Hao and Chen Jifeng, there was also a man who looked about thirty years old, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes. He was very popular, and the young man had a slightly stern expression on his face.
Embarrassed, restless.
The water ghost said: "Xiao Zhang, what are you doing here this time?"
Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and didn't know what to say for a while.
It cannot be said that it is because my uncle Zhang Yu's words are frivolous and a bit rude.
This time, the young uncle brought his master to apologize, and he was worried about being thrown out again, so he wanted to find Wei Yuan to intercede? He had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "I'm here to express my gratitude.
The wraiths of the Rixin Continent have arrived in Quan City, and the Master of the Labor Guard Hall is here to help."
The water ghost said oh.
Zhang Hao raised his hand to drink water and looked at this museum which was relatively rare in other places.
I thought about what I had experienced in Liucun before.
After that, they told the elders in Zaiquan City about the matter. Among them was the man next to him. Although he looked young, he was actually nearly seventy years old. He was awarded the Five Thunder Rips, and they, the younger generation, were called Master Uncle.
The old man was well-informed and agreed with their subsequent speculation.
I believe that the general mentioned by Aunt Huang refers to the earth god who was transformed into an earth god after a certain ancient general died in battle, not the head of the guard hall.
The experience of the guard master is clear and normal under the modern household registration system.
And if we speculate from this point, the relationship between the senior opposite and the master of the guard hall is because they live next to each other, so everything makes sense. In the final analysis, it is because Master Zhang Yu is too frivolous and presumptuous. .
Zhang Hao put down his water glass and looked at his uncle next to him.
But he saw that the old man was a little surprised, and kept looking at a black cat lying on the cabinet.
Zhang Hao was a little curious.
When I came here before, I didn't seem to see the owner of the house keeping a cat.
Zhang Yu over there was dejected, feeling that he couldn't hide it anyway, so he took the initiative to tell the water ghost and others about his purpose. The main reason was that he was a little rude and called the senior by his name to a certain extent, which attracted the water ghost. All the existences, as well as the black cats' gazes of surprise and some kind of admiration.
At this time, even Zhang Hao, Chen Jifeng and Zhang Hao were feeling a little embarrassed.
Suddenly hearing footsteps, Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, his expression softened, and he said:
"The master of the guard hall comes out..."
Before the voice fell, a heart palpitating that could not be described in words suddenly appeared in my heart.
It was as if he was thrown into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as if a blood-stained knife was placed behind his neck.
Zhang Hao's body was stiff. He saw the hairs on his arms standing up little by little, and goosebumps broke out. He stiffly looked at the door. The sound of footsteps sounded extremely calm and cold, but in a daze, it seemed that the sound of footsteps was outside. I also heard other things.
The sound was like the scraping of armor leaves.
step, step, step
Along with the sound of footsteps, the atmosphere in this small room became visibly depressing.
The black cat's hair exploded.
Is it murderous intent?!
squeak
The door was pushed open.
Wei Yuan stepped out.
The moment he opened the door, an extremely cruel and cold Qi suddenly spread with him as the core. It was the Qi that uniquely belonged to the generals in the cold weapon era. It made the soldiers of the Qi family shudder and subconsciously stood up straight with their chests. at the door.
Wei Yuan's eyes were a little dazed, as if the scene of fighting with Xiang Yu was still stuck in front of him.
It's so destructive.
It is unimaginable that with the same level of cultivation, facing the Overlord, they would end up like this.
But thinking about what I've seen before, Overlord's record doesn't seem that hard to accept.
It's just that the energy that was left on the battlefield finally broke out.
Wei Yuan sat down, and the people across from him were a little stiff. Zhang Yu almost thought that his previous rudeness was known, so he was targeted by this evil spirit, and his lips trembled. In this ancient street, Could it be that all the people living there are like this?
Only the wise old man was fine, but he saw the lazy black cat suddenly flew towards Wei Yuan, stretched out his paw and pressed it between Wei Yuan's eyebrows. After confirming that this was still the original person, he relaxed. .
It almost thought that this guy was influenced by someone in his dream.
Wei Yuan hugged the black cat directly and almost slapped him with his backhand. However, thinking of the girl with Kunlun aura not far away, he still endured it. The Taoist priest looked at this scene in surprise, almost a little uncomfortable. Dare to believe it, Lei turned his head and looked at the old Taoist grinning and letting out breaths.
The old Taoist priest introduced himself and pretended to be surprised:
"I don't know, Master of the Guard, this black cat is..."
Wei Yuan's consciousness had become clear, but his murderous aura still remained. Part of it was due to his fight with Xiang Yu's afterimage, and he was infected with the latter's evil aura. He casually teased the cat's chin, and after hearing the words, he replied: "It was raised by a Taoist friend Zhang. This is She will be fostered in my house for a while."
The old Taoist priest looked at the calm and peaceful figure in the young man's arms and was speechless.
Uncle Tianshi will be scratched.
Moreover, Daoyou Zhang?
He felt that the thing he was investigating before cracked open.
After thinking about it, he noticed Shen Jifeng holding his glasses next to him and Zhang Hao with slightly bright eyes. He decided to make a final attempt. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I saw that Wei Xiaoyou's breath was a little unstable just now, but when he encountered whats the matter?"
Wei Yuan also noticed the evil aura on his body.
It seems that three days of continuous fighting at Gaixia still left some traces.
He thought for a moment and said, "It was just a nightmare."
The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "I have thoughts every day and have dreams at night. It may be that little friend Wei has some depression in his heart, or it may be that some past experiences are difficult to let go and have been entangled in his heart. The poor Taoist is also familiar with some dream interpretations. If you don't mind this technique, you can interpret your dreams for fellow Taoists."
Wei Yuan thought for a moment and found no reason to refuse, so he stretched out his right hand.
The Taoist picked up a talisman, somewhat curious, wanting to see the dream that the young man had seen before.
He is the kind of person who is truly moral.
So in front of his eyes, he saw the mental traces left by Wei Yuan just now.
Just one scene, full of evil spirit, made the old Taoist priest feel horrified.
Boundless evil spirit, a real cruel battlefield.
Towering mountains, beacon fire and smoke, thousands of troops fighting for their lives, a tall man in armor struck down his spear heavily and asked: "Who is coming?!"