There was a lot of discussion in the Shenji Camp camp.
"Oh, it's a pity that it's not the master who came down in person. General Mu Le killed a few more times later, and the other party would be afraid and would definitely not come out again."
"Yes, it's such a pity!" One by one, he didn't feel that there was any suspense when he spoke.
"Your Majesty, how many moves do you think you can win?" Murong Shunhua suddenly walked out of the chariot, wearing a simple white outfit, highlighting his sharpness and figure. How could he tell that he was a woman who had given birth to two children?
Qin Yun looked ahead and raised his mouth: "One move."
She was not surprised when she heard this. After all, Mu Le had already realized her talent and courage: "Then I will only bet with one and a half tricks."
Qin Yun looked with a smile: "Are you a happy enemy whom God deliberately sent to oppose me?"
She smiled proudly: "I regret it now, but there is no regret medicine!"
"Then I'll return the goods." Qin Yun was serious and started to flirt in front of the army. I wonder if the Persian army would be angry to death on the spot.
"You!" Murong Shunhua's starry eyes widened and he was about to attack.
Sudden!
Bang!
A loud noise was heard in the battlefield, and the huge body of the Persian warrior fell to the ground. A spear pierced through his chest, and blood was flowing, quickly dyeing the earth red.
The entire army burst into a roar like a tsunami: "The general is mighty, the great Xia is mighty!"
Qin Yun Zhanyan smiled: "Hahaha, if you see, I will just say one trick? Shunhua, if you lose, the bet is to wear black stockings next time!"
Murong Shunhua's peerless face turned black. Did he bet on his own? This is too shameless!
She was too lazy to pay attention to it and looked under the city wall.
Mu Le pulled out his spear, and his armor shone brightly in the sun, full of domineeringness and becoming more mature. He pointed with one hand: "Who else, come down together!"
The whole army followed and shouted: "Who else? Come down!"
"Down!"
Morale surged and the clamor continued.
On the city wall, the Persian army looked scared and ashen: "This, how is this possible!"
"How did he take action when the gallery was shot dead with one move?"
General Giannis was extremely angry and clattered his fists: "This waste, I didn't even have time to pick up the weapon, I was too careless!"
"Bastard, who will go down and kill this person?" he yelled, as if angry.
Even if he doesn't want to fight now, he has to continue fighting, because if he doesn't kill him, his morale will fall into a low state. Moreover, if Daxia does not retreat, the fight will only lead to greater losses!
This is also the situation that Qin Yun thought of at the beginning, and it counts as a gambler's psychology.
"General, I'll go!" A middle-aged man with a golden Huthi face shouted, holding a knight's sword in his hand, and his body was covered in iron.
Seeing that it was his capable player, Mensolo was relieved: "Okay, go on quickly. If you can succeed, you will be the first to win this battle!"
"Yes!" Mensolo quickly rushed down the city wall, rode a group of white horses, and rushed out arrogantly.
The morale of the Persians was not completely low, and horns suddenly rose up, and the sound of Neville continued to shake the sky.
"Who is coming? Sign up!
Mu was as happy as a mountain, with the shadow of a young war god, and his sharp eyes were obviously very casual.
Door Suoluo tightened the knight's sword and shield and said coldly: "Diet, don't need to know my name!"
Mu Le sneered and fought back mercilessly: "Okay, come here and kill you with one move!"
He waved his hand, extremely domineering and looked down upon.
"Arrogant!"
Mensolo roared in Western languages, his hair stood upside down, and then he rode his horse and rushed like a chariot. He came to Mule in just a few breaths.
"Die!" He roared, and the knight's sword slashed head-on, with great force and strength.
At that moment, more than 200,000 people on both sides were watching.
"Ha." Mu Le was disdainful, and the sweat-blooded BMW under him didn't even move. He held his gun and stabbed him like a snow dragon going out to sea, as fast as lightning, which was almost impossible for humans to complete.
puff!
The knight's sword fell to the ground with a bang, and there was another blood hole in Mensolo's chest. He vomited blood in his mouth, looked down at his chest, his eyes frightened and incredible.
"you……"
Mu Le was cold and this kind of fighting could not satisfy him: "I have seen this general riding a white horse, but now there is only a pair of dry bones left, and you are no exception!"
After saying that, he pulled the spear with blood, and Mensolo screamed and blood speared in his chest.
Boom!
He fell to the ground again, twitching constantly, repeating the same mistakes.
Mu Le's courage shocked the West!
On the city wall, the Persians looked at this scene for a long time and could not speak. They fell from heaven to hell. Those who just said they had killed one move were even hotter!
Giannis felt as uncomfortable as eating dead flies. He thought He Ya was already hard to deal with some time ago, but another one appeared.
At this time, there was another tsunami of mountains and seas in the Daxia Army Camp. The Shenji Camp celebrated with swords and shouted constantly, and its momentum was like a rainbow.
Qin Yun stood in the chariot behind him, with a look of relief on his face and laughed: "Hahaha, not bad, this kid has the power of my past!"
As soon as this statement was spoken, Murong Shunhua almost vomited it out. He glanced at him with a squinted look, and he was quite cold and unpretentious, saying, "Please, when will you be powerful?"
There were Jinyiwei around the chariot. Qin Yun couldn't get out of the Taiwan face and glared at her fiercely.
But Murong Shunhua was indifferent, but she didn't talk back again. There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she enjoyed this unique privilege.
If it were someone else, I really didn't dare to speak like this.
At this time, Qin Yun saw that the other party had no movement, he immediately stood up and shouted and said excitedly: "Persian warriors, you seem to be in a good state today. Why don't I come back another day?"
puff!
Murong Shunhua couldn't hold it in his arms and laughed. This thief man's mouth was really... murderous!
If you don’t have it, it’s not okay. If you say you are in a bad state, isn’t this pure and disgusting person?
The Shenji Camp, which had more than 100,000, burst into laughter, full of ridicule, surrounding the entire city of Lance.
Suddenly, Giannis was so angry that his whole body shivered and his facial features were furious!
He shouted: "Bastard, don't be arrogant, how dare you insult me Persian soldiers!"
Qin Yun shouted seriously: "I don't mean to humiliate you. I'm just telling the truth. If you are in a bad state, don't beat me, otherwise you'll be bored if you watch it. Do you think so?"
"You!" Giannis was furious and shouted: "Who else dares to go down and fight, the winner will be promoted to the third level!"
At this moment, the Persian generals obviously did not dare to be careless and were a little afraid.
Someone gritted his teeth and said hesitantly: "General, something is wrong. Are we trapped by the other party?"
"This person is definitely not a young man!"
"The Gallery Warriors and General Mensolo died one after another, both of which were killed in one move. This is too exaggerated. I think, otherwise, wouldn't you hang the battle-free card?"
Bang!
Giannis slapped him and roared: "I'll use you to say!"