Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 220: Jingguan is still a little extravagant?

A thousand and six hundred miles north of Wanren Mountain, there is a magnificent Guancheng towering over it.

This is the last great pass in the human realm. It is named Zhengqi Pass because of the condensed righteousness of the gate. It is also called Yumen Pass because of its jade color.

Out of the Yumen Pass, it is a thousand miles of desert. The power of heaven and the power of the barbarian are entangled here. Every piece of land here has witnessed countless wars between people and barbarians.

Now, a new battle begins.

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In the savage wind, the city gate of Yumen Pass slowly opened, and the 10,000 soldiers who had just been sent from Wanren City through the Heavenly Dao Qi Luck slowly walked out of the gate.

The exhilarating drum sounded, this is the main general of Yumenguan Pass, and the great Confucian Su Dingfang personally beat the drum for the strong camp of the gods.

As the main general of one side, Su Dingfang naturally understands the significance of this battle to the human race.

If you fail, you don't need to say much.

If it wins, it will open up a new chapter for the human race to resist barbarism.

From now on, the human race will be ten times as good as now!

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Listening to Su Dingfang's drumbeat, Zhong Qi felt agitated in his heart. Before leaving, he was appointed as the chief general of the war to control the battalions, and he was already familiar with the styles and characteristics of all the battalions of the gods.

"Tulanwan ride..." Zhong Qifang looked towards the far north, and the cloud of blood that was approaching showed that the barbarian army was also coming towards them at this time.

As a direct descendant of the family from generation to generation, he is no stranger to this Wan Qifang.

"Turan" means "forward" in barbarian language.

This is a barbarian army that only knows how to move forward.

They don't have rank 9 brute force, the lowest rank is rank 8 valiant, and rank 7 stubborn can only be a centurion.

Compared to other barbarians who slaughtered human people, this team has definitely ranked in the top three in the number of human troops slaughtered in the past ten years.

"Turan is called the fourth hand of Mordan Khan." Zhong Qifang said to the lieutenant next to him, "It is the sharp blade in Mordan Khan's heart."

"In this battle, we will break this blade."

"Don't worry, General Tsang!" A captain of Yunchang Camp cupped his hands, "This sharp blade can't be tougher than my human character. It's just a small knife, I have a blue dragon in Yunchang Camp, I can cut off those stickers. A head-seller."

Zhong Qifang smiled softly. Since the spirit of heroic spirit was drawn, the behavior of these people has become more and more similar to the characters in the book, such as Guan Yu's arrogance, Sun Ce's domineering, Xiahou's fierceness...

Thinking of this, Chong Qifang couldn't help but think that someone had drawn the charm of "Pan Feng", the role of the heroic spirit is to attract the opponent's attack to hit him 100% of the time.

It's just a pity, one hit kills.

Shakes his head to shake off these flying thoughts.

"Order the whole army to speed up."

"Attract the barbarians to fight in the heart of the wasteland, don't get too close to Yumen Pass!"

"Here!" Immediately, a messenger led the order and passed the order of all kinds of release!

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Meanwhile, Mochik also rode with Turanvan over the wasteland.

He naturally also saw the faint blue cloud in the distance, that was his prey.

In this thousand-mile wilderness where heaven and wild sky are mixed, there is no way for any spell to transmit the picture here back to the rear.

But!

Mochek knew that those old guys from the Khan Department must be spies who were secretly investigating in the Turanwan Ride.

My every move in this battle will be recorded and taken back by them.

As a material to support oneself or kill oneself.

So he's going to win.

Not only win, but win beautifully!

Mochek shouted: "Turan warriors, hurry up, this prince will end this boring battle before the sun goes down!"

"I will give my first daughter to the bravest soldier!"

"Ah la-" Hearing Mochik's promise, Tulanvan immediately became emotional.

Even Javier looked at Mochik unexpectedly, not to mention his aura, this little prince is really generous.

He wanted to ask if he was eligible to compete.

Stimulated by Mochik's reward, Turan Wanqi's emotions were agitated, and the speed of progress suddenly increased a bit.

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Wanren Mountain.

Han Qingzhu was sitting in the mighty mansion and talking with a great Confucian.

"Bing Xiang, are you really not worried about the first battle?"

"Erro will kill the enemy, I can just sit down and play chess."

"But..."

"Every major event must be calm, you, how can you gain a righteous mind in this state of mind."

"I mean..."

"Don't say anything, just play chess with peace of mind."

"Pawn, you used the wrong piece! The black piece in your hand is mine!"

"Huh? The truth is that I'm afraid that you will lose too fast, so I just help you take a step! Look, if you fall here, will you be stuck in the truth?"

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The savage wasteland.

"Report - General Zhong, the barbarian army is twenty miles away from our army!"

Chong Qifang nodded: "Yunchang Camp, Xiahou Camp, Sun Ce Camp come forward, Yide Camp is at the rear, prepare to fight!"

"Here!"

……

"The little prince, the big boss, the human race is attacking."

"It's ridiculous, you actually hedge against my barbarians! Are you a mighty man?"

"No, three armies of mostly ordinary people!"

"Ordinary people?"

Javier and Mochik glanced at each other, each seeing puzzlement in each other's faces.

"What kind of trick is the Terran doing? Use ordinary people to fight us?"

"Perhaps the Terran heard that I was riding Turanwan, so let's give up this battle."

"If that's the case, then kill them all!"

Javier had a bloodthirsty smile on his face: "Follow your will, my prince."

Javier let out a sharp shout, and the Turanvan cavalry also accelerated.

……

The former soldiers of the two armies finally saw each other.

Javier made another strange sound, and suddenly several savage cavalry rushed out of the savage army, just like a few sharp arrows, shooting at the camp of the gods.

This is the tactic used by elite barbarians. The human race is below the master state, and the only way to fight against the barbarians is to unite, so the barbarians will use their most elite troops as knives inserted into the human race army to break up the formation of the human race and pave the way for the massacre of the subsequent troops.

"Go to hell, Terran!" the barbarian shouted loudly, not far away, he could almost see the face of the Terran sergeant rushing in front, he began to think about where to kill him later .

"A mere ordinary person, this is giving me military exploits!" Mochik also confirmed at this time that in this human army, nearly half of the former army, there are only a few Confucian scholars, and the rest are all It's an ordinary person, so he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"There are strong men in the back, but only two or three thousand." Javier said disdainfully, the mere two or three thousand strong men actually came to fight against Turan Wanqi?

"It seems that this time, Turanvan may be able to win the first battle without hurting one person!" Mochik also showed a relaxed smile.

However, the next picture is forever engraved in the mind of the barbarian.

I saw that the ex-human army rushing from afar seemed to be divided into small army formations. When they were still a mile away, a strange aura suddenly rose from their bodies. Qi Yun condensed a figure with a height of about ten feet above each small army formation.

There is a big man in blue with a knife and a horse; there is a sturdy boy in red; there is also a one-eyed general with an arrow in one eye!

In an instant, above the human army formation, phantoms of heroic spirits formed in an instant.

"This... what is this?" Mochik frowned slightly, he had never heard of such a spell from the human race!

"The little prince doesn't need to worry, but it's just a phantom condensed by ordinary people. What's there to worry about." Javier reassured.

At this moment, a series of voices sounded out of thin air in the sky and the earth.

"Wu Guan Er is the one who sells the head!"

"Jiangdong children, why fear the world!"

"Father's sperm and mother's blood, don't give up!"

The heroic spirits of the battle formation rushed towards the oncoming barbarian army, and only at the moment of the confrontation, the barbarians were continuously cut down by the barbarians.

"This human race... this human race..." Mochik was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw the front army of the human race who had condensed the heroic spirits of the battle array was about to leave, and shouted: "The whole army charges!"

At the same time, the camp of the former military **** general has also given up the road of the Chinese army, and the long-arranged Zhong Qi shouted: "Majestic!"

"Powerful!"

"Powerful!"

The mighty warriors of the Three Thousand Zilong Battalion replaced the former army in an instant and rushed towards the barbarian army.

"Kill!" Chong Qifang took the lead in rushing into the barbarian army, and a vague white horse general appeared beside him, waving his spear to block an attack for him.

"Destroy them! Destroy them!" Mochik shouted loudly, and the dignified Turan Wanqi was successfully rushed by the three thousand mighty warriors of the human race, and he was already at a disadvantage in this battle.

Only by completely annihilating the human race can his reputation be restored.

That's right, killing all these mighty men and capturing all the ordinary people who gathered strange figures might be a great achievement.

Such an attack is impossible for ordinary people...

At this time, taking advantage of the mighty warriors to hold back the barbarian army, the Yunchang Camp, Sun Ce Camp, and Xiahou Camp once again gathered a new battle formation heroic spirit and rushed to the barbarian army formation!

"Pour down the wine, go and come."

"I am Jiangdong Sun Bofu!"

"Bold and bold, don't be afraid of minor injuries!"

Mochik: (′⊙w⊙`)

Another number of war heroes rushed into the barbarian army, and in an instant, Turanwan, who was still entangled with the mighty warriors, was in chaos.

All kinds of Qifang looked around, and his tongue burst into spring thunder: "Retreat!"

By disrupting the battle formation heroic spirits, the mighty warriors quickly rolled out of the battlefield.

At this point, Mochik felt his head explode.

What is the human race?

What happened to those heroic spirits?

And what about the white-robed phantom beside the mighty man?

I just saw to myself that a savage army was going to kill a mighty man with one knife. Why did he cut it crookedly?

The **** pitcher that he guards, throws short spears with a hundred hits, how can he not kill the main general?

This slash, the human race has not lost much, and the Turan Wanqi has lost nearly 2,000.

No, we must take back the victory.

At this time, Javier got close to Mochik, and his face was full of shame and anger: "His Royal Highness, their human race must be out of strength, so they ran away and we chased them up!"

At this point, Javier no longer thinks about the aftermath of the war. If Turanvan is defeated by a Terran army composed of 3,000 mighty warriors and thousands of ordinary people, he will be executed as soon as he returns!

"Do what you want!"

"Yes!"

Javier gave a loud shout, stabilizing Turanvan's panicked position.

He was full of blood and rushed out first.

Tulan is Mordan's elite after all. Seeing the coach's actions at this time, he immediately unified his mind and followed Javier to the retreating hero.

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"General, the barbarian army is chasing!" The lieutenant shouted towards Chong Qifang.

All kinds of Qifang laughed, and continued to speak with spring thunder: "Make way!"

The warriors of mighty might split into left and right in an instant, and gave way to the Yide Battalion, which had been standing still in the rear. From top to bottom, the Yide Battalion all closed their eyes and stood still, as if they had not seen the previous battle. .

I saw a phantom of black-bearded and black-faced men condensed above the head of the army formation in Yide Camp, and the phantom also closed his eyes slightly.

Zhi Fang smiled slightly, this flying phantom is fine, but the charging time is too long.

"Yide Camp!" Chong Qi shouted loudly.

The captain and soldiers of Yide Camp suddenly opened their eyes, and almost at the same time, Zhang Fei's virtual shadow above also opened his eyes!

That Zhang Fei opened his mouth slowly, and a voice resounded through the wasteland.

"Yan native Zhang Yide is here, who would dare to fight to the death!"

"Battle!"

"Battle!"

"Battle!"

Three words of "war" came out of the phantom's mouth, and an invisible wind wave blew towards the oncoming Turan Rider.

"Ququ waryin, I..." Javier's mind came up with a thought, and suddenly he felt his brain being hit by a heavy hammer, and his eyes were blurred.

At the same time, he heard the sound of the savages landing behind him.

"Soul attack! It's a soul attack!" Javier's spirits fled.

The blood of the barbarian gods is strong, but they don't have any protection measures for the soul if they are not in the realm of barbarian kings.

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw!"

At this time, Javier couldn't care about the punishment of retreating. He had to retreat. Under the impact of the soul, if there was no support from the barbarian lineage, they would be like newborn babies!

"Want to withdraw? It's too late!" Chong Qifang turned around the horse's head again and shouted, "Majestic!"

"Powerful!"

The mighty man once again rushed towards the Turan Rider, who was frightened by Zhang Fei's roar, and at the same time, his tongue burst into thunder: "The whole army strikes!"

Suddenly, the earth wind is thundering!

The Terran soldiers once again rushed to the Turanwan Rider!

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"It's over, it's over!" Mochik rode his wild beast and fled frantically.

An hour ago, he walked this escape route with confidence, thinking that what would greet him would be a glorious victory.

But in just an hour, the Turan Wan ride is gone!

In order to protect himself, Javier was stabbed in the throat by the master of the mighty man.

He flees frantically.

Humans!

The Terran is not as weak as those people say.

They have magical battle formation spirits, undead majestic warriors, and strange attacks that unleash divine attacks.

And the main force that constitutes these is actually ordinary people!

Ordinary people!

The human race is too strong!

He wants to flee back ~IndoMTL.com~ What kind of sweat, what kind of barbarian king, he doesn't want it, and he doesn't want it anymore.

He would rather eat and wait to die, and just live his life in peace.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a sharp arrow shot directly out of Mochik's throat.

A moment later, Zhong Qifang came on his horse, looked at Mochik who was lying in a pool of blood, his face was calm, and he picked up his body with a long spear.

This battle is a big victory!

The newly built barbarian Jingguan always feels that something is wrong.

It turned out to be a little less expensive!

This is complete!

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