Mountain guest Long Zhong doesn't know how to plow, and he sits in the open pavilion to watch the clouds and fine weather.
The front river and the back ridge are filled with clouds, and thousands of valleys and forests send out the sound of rain.
The sea presses the bamboo branches low and lifts them up again, and the wind blows on the mountain corners.
I don't mind that the house is leaky and there is nothing to do, so I'm just going to gather the armor-washing soldiers.
——"Guan Yu" by Chen Yuyi (Song Dynasty)
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There was a thunderclap, and a bolt of thunder came through the window and exploded in the main building of the inn. Suddenly, flames shot into the sky, and screams could not be heard.
The guys at the Yuelai Inn were in a panic, holding water basins, sandbags and mops to put out the fire.
The main building and several auxiliary buildings of Yuelai Inn were swaying, twisted and deformed in the fire, and turned into towering trees with dense branches and vines, surrounding and binding everyone in the building.
While everyone was busy, a black mist floated towards the Escort Bureau's warehouse at the inn, and rolled up nine camphor wood boxes containing pottery figurines like a tornado. The boxes climbed over the courtyard wall and flew into the street.
A coachman drove a carriage waiting on the street and quickly carried the nine camphor wood boxes to the carriage.
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The tattooed barbarian and the female highness were the first to cut down the vines of the big tree. Later, Fang Shuliu and Su Yubao also broke free from the towering tree. Immediately afterwards, Li Musheng's personal bodyguard and Tu Xingsun also fled into the street in disgrace.
The six of them looked at each other in shock.
Fang Shu said loudly: "Everyone, as things have come to this, only by working together can we survive this calamity."
Everyone nodded in agreement, and even Tu Xingsun actively expressed his willingness to obey Master Fang's orders.
Fang Shuliu gave an order, and the six people chased out of the inn and tried to surround the carriage.
The coachman saw that the situation was not good, and before the six people could complete the encirclement, he pulled the reins of his horse and was about to leave.
Su Yubao rushed in front, leaped into the air, and shot three sleeve arrows at the coachman. The coachman had a long whip like a snake, and shot down the sleeve arrows three times. Then he whipped the horse's buttocks and drove. Escape.
The four horses had just exerted their strength and ran less than a few feet. There was only a "whoosh" sound in the air, and several crossbow arrows were shot from different directions, killing the horses on the spot.
The four horses were covered in blood and continued to run for several feet. Finally, they could no longer run and fell to the ground, neighing.
The coachman picked up his sword, ducked under the wheels, and used the horse's belly and body to resist the crossbow attack like a rainstorm.
Several flaming crossbow arrows hit the carriage, setting the carriage and the camphor wood boxes on board on fire. The coachman had to jump out of the wheels to put out the burning camphor wood boxes.
An iron arrow shot out. When the coachman noticed it, the iron arrow was already in front of him. The coachman instinctively held the sword horizontally to block it. Unexpectedly, the iron arrow was so powerful, heavy and sharp that it actually shot through the blade of the sword. It hit his ribs. The coachman covered the wound with his hand, roared, and fell to the ground.
Seeing the fire getting bigger and bigger, the black mist floated out from the inn again, floated above the carriage, sprayed out frosty air, and extinguished the fire with a breath.
Six people had arrived at this time, and according to Fang Shuliu's orders, they formed a formation to surround the black mist and the carriage.
The black mist rolled up the camphor wood box, rushing left and right, unable to break through the defense of the six people. I heard someone in the mist snort coldly, split the camphor wood box open with several waves of palms, and sprayed a stream of water into the box. Black juice.
The pottery figurine fell to the ground and shattered.
The next scene made these six people stunned:
The pottery figurine slowly sat up and tore off the broken pottery fragments on his body, like a hatchling crocodile crawling out of a broken eggshell.
The pottery figurines were like zombies, with moldy green spots all over their bodies, and exuded a disgusting smell of rotting rags. They shook their heads and necks from side to side, and continued to move their hands and feet, with the bones of their whole bodies making a clicking sound. Then they clenched the crossbow in their hands,
Bronze weapons such as swords, axes, and axes, with murderous aura, have been restored to their original appearance - the iron-blooded Qin soldiers who fought and killed the six kingdoms!
There was a drum sound in the black mist, and nine Qin warriors shouted loudly, and rushed towards Li Musheng's bodyguard and Tu Xingsun. Tu Xingsun was horrified, raised his hand, and threw a piece of yellow sand, and the dust filled the sky, and Tu Xingsun escaped.
escape.
Li Musheng's personal guard snorted coldly and rushed into the enemy's formation with a knife.
Nine Qin warriors formed an attack formation. The two Qin warriors in front quickly fired two crossbow arrows. One arrow hit Tu Xingsun's buttocks. Tu Xingsun screamed and fell to the ground. Li Musheng's retinue was about to hit him with a sword.
The incoming arrows fell. Then he rushed forward and slashed at the crossbow-holding Qin warriors with a volley of swords.
Three sword-wielding warriors rushed out from the Qin Terracotta Warriors formation to protect the abbot's crossbow Qin Terracotta Warriors. The three long swords were divided into glyphs and stabbed at the guard. The guard roared, turned his left wrist, and grabbed a long sword with one arm.
After a struggle, he kicked his feet hard and took two steps back. He not only avoided the attack of the two long swords, but also dragged a sword-wielding warrior out of the formation.
The warrior slashed the Qin warrior's chest with a knife. The warrior did not dodge, but dropped his spear and grabbed the warrior's heart with one claw. The sword was long and the hand was short, so the long sword stabbed the Qin warrior's chest first and passed through the chest. The warrior was overjoyed.
What is frightening is that the long knife seemed to have pierced a section of the tree stump, but the Qin warrior was not hurt at all. At the moment when Sui Hu was surprised, the Qin warrior was already close, and his claws pierced Sui Hu's heart. It turned out to be a move'
Black hand pierces the heart'!
A blood hole as big as a bowl was pierced in the guard's chest, and blood spurted out. He looked at the bloody hands of the Qin warriors and their beating hearts, and couldn't believe it.
He slowly slid to the ground and died with his eyes closed.
Su Yubao was brave and fearless, and attacked the enemy formation from the flank. A sword-wielding warrior jumped out of the Qin Terracotta Warriors formation, and stabbed Su Yubao with a long bronze sword like a white rainbow piercing the sun. The swordsmanship of the Qin Terracotta Warriors was simple and clear, stabbing, slashing, and picking.
There are no unnecessary movements. But the victory lies in the extremely fast speed, risking one's life for one's life, and deadly moves. This is exactly the swordsmanship used by ten thousand people in a decisive battle on the battlefield, forgetting oneself and killing the enemy.
Su Yubao thought to himself: "These zombies are not afraid of swords. If they keep fighting like this, they will lose their lives sooner or later." Thinking of this, he became more scheming.
He first used a flaw to induce the Qin Warriors to stab with the sword. Just when the Qin Warriors were using their swords, he ducked to avoid the tip of the sword, slid around to the side and behind the Qin Warriors, and struck out with his sword.
, chopped off the Qin Terracotta Warrior's right arm. The Qin Terracotta Warrior didn't even look back. He raised his severed right arm, and moldy green blood spurted out, splashing onto Su Yubao's right hand.
I saw a moldy green ink line quickly spreading from the palm to the arm.
"No, corpse poison!"
Su Yubao was shocked. Seeing that his arm was in danger, he gritted his teeth and swung his sword. The strong man broke his wrist and was about to cut off the entire upper arm.
Suddenly, Su Yubao felt his neck tighten and was pulled two steps away. A person next to him jumped out and blocked the abbot's sword Qin Terracotta Warriors for him.
It turned out that in a desperate situation, Fang Shuliu arrived in time. His fingers were like plucking a pipa string, and he quickly sealed all the acupuncture points on Su Yubao's upper arm, and dropped a pill into his mouth. The moldy green ink line stopped at this moment. Finally
Su Yubao breathed a sigh of relief to save this arm, but was very scared when he thought about it.
The person who stopped the Qin warrior holding the sword for him was the tattooed Hu man. His scimitar was as sharp as snow, twisting and turning, drawing arcs of golden light. He got close and cut off the head of the sword-holding Qin warrior, and then quickly
Retreat five steps to avoid being splashed with corpse poison.
The headless Qin warrior did not fall to the ground. He shook his body a few times, and then adjusted his sight. When he sensed Su Yubao and others, he picked up the bronze sword on the ground with his left hand, suddenly trotted forward, and accelerated forward.
, rushed towards Su Yubao.
Fang Shuliu squatted with his knees slightly, bent his hands at shoulder level, exerted all his strength, and gathered strength and momentum throughout his body, like a bow tensioning machine ready to be fired.
When the headless Qin terracotta warriors rushed within two steps, Fang Shuliu punched out. The fierce force blasted the headless terracotta warriors several feet away, and then exploded in mid-air, shattering to pieces on the ground.
This kind of boxing technique that accumulates strength without losing strength and combines hardness and softness is Fang Shuliu's unique skill, the Giant Spirit Fist.
Just as everyone was about to cheer, they saw the remaining eight Qin warriors, under the command of the captain of the formation, holding weapons and marching toward the crowd in neat steps, with firm steps, stamping on the ground, and murderous intent.