"Li Mu actually played the role of this great Shanyu. How could such a person be just a personal soldier?" The great Shanyu of the wolf clan looked a little ugly when he looked at the personal guards picked up by the enemy in the air.
Although he did not understand the technical principles of the Mohist school, he used a long halberd to pick up an existence with a weight plus armor on his body that was more than a few hundred kilograms in the air. Such a power could not be described as a force of a thousand kilograms.
"It was agreed that the personal guards would fight one-on-one. Li Mu actually sent his general to pretend to be a personal soldier. Since that's the case, we don't have to follow the rules. General Zuo, you can fight in the next round and take off his head for this great khan." The great khan of the wolf clan said to the confidant general around him.
"The Great Shanyu can rest assured, and I will definitely take off my head at this time." A general wearing war armor and red fox fur coat urged his war horse and walked out of the military formation.
The General Zuo of his wolf clan has a high status, and only those with the title of king can surpass him, but that does not mean that his strength is not as good as those of those people, but because he is not from the royal family, Zuo General is almost the limit of status that people from the wolf clan who are not from the royal family can reach.
As General Zuo came to the front of the formation, the momentum of the wolf clan army, which was dim as Zhao army shouted, was shocked.
"Don't this person look like a Shanyu's personal guard?" said Master Cang, who had come to Li Mu since Yang Ming came out of the battle.
"I'm dressed like this and I've roughly seen who he is." Li Mu said knowingly.
"The Wolf Clan General?"
"General Zuo, former leader of the Great Shanyu's personal guard, is known as the number one warrior of the wolf clan in ten years." Li Mudao.
"The number one warrior of the wolf clan?" Master Cang said silently, with a more serious expression.
Although the wolf clan does not have various martial arts evolved from various schools of thought like the Seven Kingdoms, the wolf clan also has its own witchcraft. The wolf clan that believes in shamanism is circulated among the wolf clan, which is the same as the witchcraft in the Baiyue Land.
It can even be said that in the longer-term past and during the Shang Dynasty that disappeared from historical books, such witchcraft was still circulated on a large scale in the Central Plains countries.
However, the conditions for practicing witchcraft are too harsh and are not as universal as martial arts. After the existence of various schools of thought and earlier sages such as Jiang Taigong developed the Qi training method passed down from the Yellow Emperor period into the current martial arts, witchcraft gradually went to the end among the seven kingdoms, but among the Hu people in the north and Baiyue in the south, these witchcrafts were passed down.
The replacement of witchcraft by martial arts does not mean that its power is not as powerful as martial arts. Therefore, there are not without masters in the wolf clan. Among them, those who practice witchcraft and combat skills to a high level are not necessarily weaker than those of the hundreds of schools of thought.
"It is said that he is proficient in fire witchcraft and is good at using spears." Li Mudao, since he wanted to plot against the wolf clan, Li Mu naturally had already investigated the masters of the wolf clan clearly.
"Do you want to call Yang Ming back?" said Master Cang.
This time Li Mu did not respond, and Master Cang knew that he had made up his word. Once he was on the battlefield, he would not have any other opportunities to choose.
Above the battle formation, Yang Ming looked at the wolf general who stepped out of the formation and threw away the corpse carried by the long halberd. He didn't know how strong the person was, but he could feel the wolf army's fighting spirit increased in that moment, and everything was because of this person.
"This is the battle between men." The flames in Yi Shuang's slanted eyes, whose arms were numb by Yang Ming's vertical slash, became more vigorous, and the red light shrouded around her body became more and more fierce.
Yang Ming was slashed down in the air again by a halberd that was swept away. The one who hit him back was still a simple and unpretentious gun blocking him.
With nine consecutive attacks, Yi Shuang's slanted man could still support him, but there was a sound of bone cracks coming from the mount under his crotch.
"It's bad." The slight sound in his ear made Yi Shuangxie's heart sank, but time no longer allowed him to think too much, and the tenth halberd had already slashed down.