Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 691

  Wei Shou: "..."

  He is in an unprecedented mood now.

  Looking at this lifelike giant dragon, Wei Shou could feel the powerful aura and threat in the latter's body.

  He has been a soldier all his life, and he has seen literary scholars like crucian carp crossing the river, but if he wants to say who among them makes him fear or even fear...except for Chu Wuhui, he will not be the second person. Because Chu Yao knows how to take advantage of the weakness of people's hearts, the larger the scale of the war, the better for him. The more people, the more difficult it is to schedule. Once there is chaos, it is difficult to control it.

  Chu Yao became famous as a young man, and he was called the "Three Masters" together with Chu's other two second-rank Chinese scholars. He stepped on Beimo's 80,000 bones, and was praised to the altar by others!

  80,000 bones, the real number, not much more.

   It's all his military exploits.

   The North Desert Arrogance was defeated in one battle.

  Bei Mo even bid ten thousand taels of gold for Chu Yao's head.

  Jiang Ao pulled 100,000 soldiers from Chaoli Pass. If Chu Yao is not stopped, it is hard to say how many of these 100,000 people can go back!

   "Chu Wuhui!"

  At the same time, he scolded Jiang Ao in his heart.

  Before sending out troops, he hinted that Jiang Ao must not take it lightly, and he only made it clear that once Jiang Ao started a war, he must enter the alliance army and kill Chu Yao. Jiang Ao didn't take his words to heart at all, and after Chu Yao made a move, Jiang Ao knew that there was an old enemy on the opposite side, and he was hooked away by two less Chong. Do you really think that you can walk sideways by building strength at the Sixteenth National Congress?

   Dodgy garbage!

   Wei Shou didn't care about other things, and kicked the young general flying away.

  The latter flew upside down and knocked down unknown number of people.

  When he landed, there were two enemy corpses under him, and the corpses were knocked out of human shape. From this we can see how much effort Wei Shou used in this kick. If it wasn't for the young general's body armor, this kick would have pierced his chest!

  Although the young general regained his life, the breastplate on his chest shattered and fell off piece by piece. He raised his hand to caress his aching chest, circulated his martial energy to restore his martial armor, and stabilized the broken ribs to prevent the ribs from piercing through the internal organs and causing more serious internal injuries. There was a scuffle on the battlefield, and an enemy soldier wanted to sneak up on him from behind, but the young general fired a shot without looking back.

  The tip of the gun pierced the attacker's forehead.

   poof—

  He easily drew back the spear and swiped again.

  The wind of the gun sweeps away the enemy soldiers killed by the siege.

  At this time, he saw the end of the path, and Wei Shou yelled at the giant dragon: "Chu Wuhui, you are **** crazy!"

   But what responded to him was the swooping dragon.

  When Wei Shou and Chu Yao had a good relationship, he curiously asked Chu Yao if his move was unsolvable. The arrogant young scribe said: [There is no incomprehensible speech in this world...]

   He also revealed the key to his friends.

  Wei Shou looked up to the sky and screamed, frantically circulating the martial energy in his body, gathering his palms in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand to strike the giant dragon, and the palm wind buzzed, instantly condensing into a huge light pink martial energy shield wall, with a wide range, spanning nearly a hundred feet!

   "Someone move this thing away!" The simplest and rude way to break Chu Yao's trick is to remove the "giant dragon". As long as it is moved out of the battlefield, even if it has a lethality comparable to the plague, it will be useless to lose the target. It's just that he and Chu Yao haven't seen each other for more than 20 years. The latter is clearly aware of its weaknesses, so why doesn't it try to improve it?

   There are also many literary scholars on the Chaoliguan side.

  Wei Shou also has scribes and officials under his account.

   It's just that none of their movements are as fast as Chu Yao's.

  The giant dragon volleyed in the sky and turned into dots of gray and black snow falling on the world. Wei Shou's complexion was as gray as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth.

   "Wind up!" As long as the **** things don't get on people. Or, minimize the number of infected people as much as possible.

  Wei Shou had already prepared for the worst.

  But he didn't expect that Chu Yao was darker than before!

  When the scribes at Chaoli Pass received the order, they immediately blew the wind, and three or four different cultural atmospheres caused the gray-black snowflakes to fly towards the sky. The strong wind blew Chu Yao's clothes and hair flying, and the silver-gray Wenxin monogram hanging around his waist shone with an ominous light. Chu Yao looked down at the battle situation, with a sneer on the corner of his lips, and as the words came out, his literary energy surged through his meridians.

   "The wind is rushing, the sky is high, the ape is mourning."

  Under the sky, a phantom of a hundred-foot-tall white ape appeared out of thin air. It opened its mouth at the chaotic ants below, and let out a mournful cry. The violent wind gusts out from the mouth of the white ape, and all the gray-black snowflakes that had flown high into the sky were blown back.

  The sonic boom caused the eardrums of the enemy soldiers to bleed.

  With a long howl, the shadow of the white ape disappeared.

  Although this scene is shocking, everyone on the battlefield has already had red eyes. Who cares about these scenes. Compared with the battle of the white ape, the lethality it caused is not worth mentioning. More or less, it gives people a sense of embroidered legs, which is not useful.

  But, only Wei Shou knows how powerful it is.

   On the battlefield, there are only a few brave warriors.

   It is often the most ordinary ordinary soldiers who decide the outcome of a war. Chu Yao's speech skills are basically researched in this direction - how to achieve the effect of breaking the formation and killing the ground by disturbing people's hearts. The army is huge, and once it is in disarray and the morale of the army is loose, it will not be far from being defeated like a mountain.

   "When two armies confront each other, how can there be any reason to be merciful?"

  Chu Yao landed lightly, on this battlefield full of blood under his feet, his Confucian shirt was clean and refreshing, free from dust.

  Wei Shou weighed whether he could split Chu Yao in half with one knife, and the latter seemed to see through his mind: "I'm just the embodiment of Daoist spirit now, if Yuanyuan wants to vent her anger, she can just raise the knife!"

  And Wei Shou once said in person in those years: 【Venting anger and venting anger, that's what the grandson of an incompetent turtle can do, it's useless at all! 】

   Wei Shou's finger pointing at Chu Yao was trembling.

   "Your literary spirit is limited after all, and there are not dozens of scribes to borrow your literary spirit. One hundred thousand people, how many can you influence?"

  Chu Yao was able to accomplish the feat of causing the enemy to kill 80,000 bones, and his literary reserves alone were far from enough. The scribes who joined the army from the northwestern countries all helped him. Even though many years have passed, Chu Yaowen Palace is now Dacheng, and he is a second-rank upper Chinese heart with considerable advantages, but his literary spirit can influence more than three to five thousand people, and it is impossible to cover the entire army!

  Chu Yao said: "Yuanyuan still underestimated Chu."

  Chu·Wen Qi Incarnation·Yao raised his hands and opened his arms, and asked, "Look at Yuanyuan again, are you sure there are only three to five thousand people?"

  Warrior warriors with the strength of Wei Shou can clearly see the flow of different auras. After being reminded by Chu Yao, he discovered that the gray-black snowflakes transformed by Chu Yao's literary energy can float out of a corpse that has just died, looking for the next target.

   It is known that gray and black snowflakes can disturb the mind, ranging from self-mutilation and suicide, to severe cases of killing each other, endless...

   I also know that this thing is not a one-time consumable.

so-

   It now not only has the lethality of the plague, but also the ability to spread like the plague? Wei Shou was so angry that the muscles in his cheeks twitched. Suddenly, he thought of something. Uncertainly, he slashed Chu Yao's incarnation with a knife.

   Strongly ordered: "Go all out!"

   This was completely forced by Chu Yao, there was no other way.

  Chu Yao's words can confuse people's hearts and attack the most vulnerable position in the heart. The minds of ordinary soldiers are not firm. In addition, they are on the battlefield where they may die at any time, and their spiritual defense is almost zero. Following this line of thought, as long as their morale is boosted, their hearts are clean, and they are not afraid of life and death, Chu Yao's influence can also be minimized. Of course, the disadvantages are also obvious.

  Boosting morale will accelerate the consumption of soldiers' energy and stamina.

  Once the morale has passed the peak, it will go down all the way to the bottom, which means that it is impossible for the army to fight a protracted war.

  The battle situation is stalemate, and the loser is Chaoli Pass.

  Now we can only rely on Jiang Ao, a piece of trash, to get rid of Shao Chong and Shen Tang as soon as possible, so as to boost the morale of the army and restore morale.

  However, there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life.

  Shen Tang and Shao Chong are not so easy to solve.

  Jiang Ao didn't expect these two young people to be so difficult.

  If there are still some rules to follow in Shen Tang's moves, then Shao Chong is a complete beast style of play, cruel, violent, vicious, and crazy. He is like a wild beast that doesn't know pain, only knows how to bite off a large piece of meat from the enemy, and doesn't care how much he has to pay for this process.

   From time to time, his throat overflowed with a thick "hehe" sound like a wild beast, and his eyes had turned completely scarlet at some point.

but-

  Compared to Shao Chong, Jiang Ao is more wary of Shen Tang.

  He always felt that Shen Tang at this time was different from the previous one, not only because he was stronger, reacted faster, struck harder, and there were other changes that he didn't know about. There was only indifference on that Zhang Li's face, and his eyes were indifferent, looking at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

   "Flying for three thousand miles."

  The speed of the boy holding the sword is beyond the naked eye.

   "One sword was once a master of millions!"

  Thousands of cold sword shadows descended from the sky.

  Jiang Aobang retreated, and if it was unavoidable, he forcibly knocked him into the air with his martial energy. The martial energy like mud dots fell on the ground, and burly faceless men emerged from the ground, each holding a huge shield. The shadow of the sword hit the shield, and the sound of nails was like rain.

  He seized the time to condense the Gang Qi around his body, and he still seemed to be able to do a job with ease under the baptism of the sword rain, causing circles of ripples but never breaking through his defense. Jiang Ao had to admit that the "Landscape Pot" he was looking at gave him a long-lost taste of urgency!

   Desperately want this in the collection!

  The more powerful it is, the more valuable it is to collect.

   "You will be my most cherished head!"

  Need to hold it in your arms and play with it every day.

  It is a waste of money to process it into a landscape pot.

   "Iron Buddha, take them down!"

  The 16th class is built on a large scale, and can command 800 soldiers of martial arts.

   These martial arts soldiers in front of him are not comparable to what Shen Tang has seen before. They are all wearing heavy armor, holding a giant knife, and wearing two layers of chain mail. Wearing a shawl and armor body, the legs are protected by skirt armor, the pockets are draped under the neck, and the neck and cheeks are protected from water. The rest of the place is protected by heavy metal, and only the eyes are exposed from the whole body, and the oppressive breath blows to the face!

  The armor is extremely strong, and spears and arrows cannot enter.

  Warrior warriors ranked 20th grade, and the soldiers transformed from martial arts made by the 16th grade, their equipment is rare and excellent, and their defense is amazing. The higher the level, the equipment still has room for improvement. For example, the 20th-rank Chehou can summon 1,000 heavy cavalry.

   Both men and horses wear heavy armor, and the armor is excellent!

  Although they are not good at running, once they finish charging and speeding up, the place where they gather is an indestructible thick wall! No matter how many enemies are blocking the way in front of you, you can crush all obstacles with a destructive posture and overwhelming power.

   until powder!

  The Iron Buddha mentioned by Jiang Ao is one of them.

  The strength of the brave warriors is getting higher and higher, and the strength of the arms is different, but without exception, they can cause huge damage!

but-

   "There are no horses, call your father an Iron Buddha!" ​​Facing the heavily armored soldiers charging towards him, the corners of Shen Tang's mouth twitched, his almond eyes narrowed slightly, and sarcasm flashed in his indifferent eyes.

  In terms of secondary illness, Shen Tang in front of him is no less than Jiang Ao.

   "Ten steps to kill one person!"

  Although the Mother Sword in his hand is invincible and unstoppable, it is a short soldier after all. Compared with two-handed swords or spears and halberds in terms of lethality on the battlefield, it is not an exaggeration to call it a "toy". However, the lethality of the sword still depends on whose hands it is in. The heavily armored soldiers came with all kinds of weapons in their hands, like an earth dragon turning over, shaking the gravel on the ground.

   Shao Chong uses the most violent means to tear people apart with bare hands.

   Strong visual impact, but low efficiency and high cost.

  Shen Tang is different.

  Following the words and spirits, step on the wrong foot, step on the clouds and ride the wind, and shuttle flexibly among the swords, lights and swords intertwined by dense enemies. The heavily armored martial arts soldiers spurted blood flowers from their necks, and their figures exploded on the spot. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that Shen Tang's sword edge first provokes the opponent's neck, and then cuts the throat with the sword edge along the gap: "A thousand miles will not stay!"

   She calmly killed Jiang Ao.

  The latter is not only not angry, but his eyes are brighter and more greedy.

"Hahahaha, you are fine! Very good!" Jiang Ao raised his arm and caught Shen Tang's sword with his bare hands. The metal and the scale armor rubbed and splashed dazzling sparks. Palm, patted Shen Tang's chest.

   "You mere ant, dare to blaspheme the destiny!"

  Even though he avoided it, Shen Tang's brows were sullen.

   Shao Chong rushed up again.

   It was Jiang Aohua's epee that came oncoming.

  The epee was as tall as two Jiang Ao's. The blade was extremely wide and thick, and when it hit the ground, it would be a terrifying pit!

"bring it on!"

   "I, I have to be serious!"

  Jiang Ao's words are arrogant and plausible.

  However, Shen Tang didn't give face.

   "Slap your face swollen to pretend to be fat, pretending to be your father! If you can pretend so much, it would be a waste of money if you don't go to the assembly line to pretend to be enough."

   Even so, Jiang Ao does have proud capital.

  He shouted loudly, his swollen muscles seemed to stretch his armor, his arms were as thick as rocks, and he raised his sword and danced!

  Jiang Aoneng was promoted to the 16th-class university at this age, in addition to borrowing Zheng Qiao's resources to make a living, it was more of a hard work by himself. The epee, which weighed hundreds of catties, was as light as nothing in his hands. The body moved with the sword, opened and closed, but danced airtightly. It is difficult for Shen Tang to even get close to him at this moment, let alone take Jiang Ao's life with his sword.

  The long sword turns into a bow, and thousands of arrows break through the sky like shooting stars.

  Ding Ding Ding—

   Either blocked by the blade of the epee or split open.

   Shao rushed forward and was shot flying.

  Shen Tang let him fly backwards from his side, rolled on the ground several times before slowing down and stopping with the help of the rivets on the boots.

   "This bastard's shell is thick enough."

   Shao Chong gasped and said, "Indeed, I can't scratch it."

  _(:з」∠)_

  Hey, the leather jacket took the rotavirus vaccine at its own expense and the thirteen-valent pneumonia vaccine at its own expense. When I saw the bill, my good guy, it was 1,000

   Looks like there are two more rounds to play, alas...

   It seems that my vaccinations all depended on the free vaccination activities organized by the school?

  PS: Yesterday when the manuscript fee bill came out on the 3rd, Shiitake's heart was broken. For a month of double update in February, the subscription fee is only 17% more than that of the single update in January, and there are fewer group channels on the red sleeve... woo woo woo woo woo... crying like a train.

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