Nightfall Chapter 131: The general is thunderous
Chapter One Hundred and One Hundred and Thirty-one Generals Are in Power
The middle-aged Yanren didn’t see the two electric eyes in the remote tent, but as the most powerful teacher living in Yanxi, he was extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of the vitality of the world, and instantly felt as if There is a cold from the deepest part of the earth, breaking through the air and invading in front of him.
His complexion changed drastically, he snorted and took the first shot! The skinny hands formed a handprint between the chest and abdomen, and the mottled blood stains on the palms came out unconsciously, like two deep winter red plum blossoms, the power of thought gushing out of the air!
The air in the military tent in the distance was attracted by this turbulent thought force, and suddenly rolled like a storm. The middle-aged general, who was sitting quietly among a dozen precious furs, frowned slightly.
The precious furs under him were cracked and rolled up as if there was life, while the sheet leather was torn into ropes by violent thoughts, sneered like a snake, and instantly bound his body. Deep down.
These seemingly terrifying rope leathers are actually unable to restrain middle-aged men at all. What really works is the vigorous vitality attached to these rope ropes and the invisible and powerful thought power!
The young man is a great swordsman who has just become famous in the country of Yan. He has entered the realm of Dongxuan middle grade before the age of thirty. He can be called a genius of cultivation and he is naturally unavoidable to be proud. The appearance of the enemy knows that his side has been detected by the enemy, thinking of the enemy's violent and powerful reputation, how dare you be a little bit of negligence, the eyebrows are raised like a sword, the tip of the tongue is bitten and a mouthful of blood is spurted, and the fingers are pinching the sword. And out, with one move, all the cultivation bases are exhausted!
The flying sword hidden in the sheath beside him choked out of its sheath, and the streamer flashed into a silver dragon, tearing through the tent in front of him, piercing the pre-dawn darkness that enveloped the military camp, and piercing the light The shaky Chinese army camp tent!
The middle-aged man in the camp was full of indifferent faces, letting the ripcord leather that contains the vitality of the world, letting the invisible powerful thoughts restrain his body, letting the torn precious furs on his body In the weekly account, the sky was flying swiftly, and there was a sign that Ruogang's body had no power under his single clothes.
He frowned and stared at the flying sword mournfully, looking at the invisible and unpredictable shadow of the sword in the air that was powerful and powerful like a flying dragon, suddenly a very contemptuous smile appeared on his brow.
Those cracked rope leather containing the vitality of heaven and earth, those invisible thoughts tightened the thin underwear on the middle-aged man into grids, like a dragon-like flying sword, which has already spurred him quickly at this time Less than three feet in front of him, he whispered and screamed, and the next moment he would pierce his forehead, the situation was extremely dangerous.
At this moment, the corners of the middle-aged man’s lips tightened like a carved firm line, with a little boring, a little contempt, and a little fatigue, and he said a word casually: "Broken!"
With a broken word, I spit out my lips, crisp and thick, but not very loud. However, just as the voice echoed in the camp, the slow-flowing black cloud above the barracks suddenly accelerated the speed of circulation. A gray sky shone towards the ground, and the cloud exploded with Haotian Thunder!
Boom!
I don't know if the thunder came from the clouds or from between the middle-aged man's indifferent lips, it roared, and instantly occupied all the space of the barracks in the Datang Barracks, and a strong and irresistible aura enveloped the fields.
The flying sword that pierced into the central barracks trembled suddenly, as if hit by an invisible sledgehammer, trembled and screamed almost wailing, struggling to turn around and want to escape, but the middle-aged man's eyes were like electricity. Like thunder, what things in this world can be faster and stronger than thunder and lightning?
With a bleak and smashing sound, the flying sword that looked like a silver dragon was directly blasted into scorched black iron pieces, which instantly shattered into dozens of fragments, splashing around and piercing the tent. Where did you go.
The precious fur fragments flying in the sky of the tent, as if being casted by a hold spell, suddenly suspended quietly in the air, the middle-aged man’s tightly tied rope resembles a snake cut by a sharp knife He broke in every inch, and fell to the ground without a breath of life, no longer able to control him!
The thunder that came from the middle-aged man’s lips from the cloud did not end there. Instead, the rumbling continued to resound through the barracks. The majestic and powerful power came out again, and the majestic and solid Chinese barracks tent will be in the next moment. It exploded violently like a skin filled with too much alcohol, and countless tent fragments spewed out mixed with the contents of the tent!
Immediately afterwards, a small tent next to the Chinese military camp was overturned and blown to pieces. The awakened Tang Jun guard rubbed his eyes and looked at the high sky blankly, without understanding what was going on. The thing, he was subconsciously creeping to the ground by the terrifying crackling sound coming from behind.
The tents of Tang Jun’s tents one by one burst and flew, and the thick soil on the border seemed to bloom one after another. Starting from the ruined Chinese military camp, they flee in a straight line toward the south. Where the line pointed, whether it was a tent or a stable, all fell apart in an instant. The strange thing is that the people and horses inside were not injured.
In an instant, that majestic and powerful force came to the end of the line. The two Yan people were hiding in the tent of the intelligence office. The middle-aged Yan people were pale and felt the rushing energy. Knowing that there was no time for the two of them to react at all, subconsciously pitying glanced at the trembling young companion beside him, then shook his head.
In the violent storm, the small tent was torn in an instant.
The middle-aged teacher from Yanxi's cervical spine snapped off, and the shaking head shook off his body directly, exploded like a ripe watermelon, leaving only a horrible **** body to move forward. Pour, blood splattered.
The desperate eyes of another young Dongxuan expert from the country of Yan burst into two **** flowers, and then his whole body slowly collapsed like a sand sculpture blown down by the wind, turning into a pool of terrifying flesh and blood on the ground.
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The golden sound of the warning sounded quickly, and the Tang frontier army responded with great efficiency and quickly strengthened the defense of the position. The left front cavalry began to prepare knives and hot horses, pressing forward in the direction of Yan, but deep in the camp Still in an orderly appearance, the general guards in full armor walked among the ruins with expressionless faces, looking for possible enemies.
Suddenly, whether it was the guard officer who was looking for the spy, the ordinary soldiers sorting out the ruins of the tent, or the grooms who were holding the frightened horses and softly comforting them, they stopped almost at the same time, stood straight in place, and raised With his right arm on his chest, he looked at the middle-aged man in awe and saluted neatly: "See General Xiahou!"
The sound of calm footsteps sounded in the barracks, and the middle-aged man walked over indifferently. At this time, he was already wearing a set of bright armor. You can faintly see a certain meaning engraved on the armor. The runes of these black lines did not dilute the armor's solemn meaning, but added a somewhat inexplicable and powerful meaning.
He is one of the four most important generals in the Tang military.
He is...Xiahou, general of the town army.
General Xiahou is the pinnacle of martial arts practice in the world. His muscles and bones are made of steel, and he has an indifferent expression like a glacier. He has brutal and brutal military methods, and has a strong and fearless military style. Invincible, to open up territories for the empire, to frighten the enemy, highly regarded by the court, and respected by his subordinates, and in the hearts of the suffering Yan Ren, this general of Tang is simply a demon king among individuals.
The tent of the intelligence office that was torn to pieces has been turned into rubble. The subordinates and generals cleaned it up as quickly as possible, and then used cloth belts to live around it. Respectfully ask the general to inspect.
Xiahou looked at the headless corpse of the Master Yanxi, and said after a moment of silence: "Twenty-four years ago, you were the commander of Yan's Pioneer Battalion. After being defeated by this general, you were afraid to fly. Since I was embarrassed on the battlefield, I heard that you have been hiding in Yanxi all these years. I didn’t expect that after many years, you would have the courage to assassinate the general again."
After saying this, he looked down at the flesh and blood in front of his boots indifferently, and said contemptuously: "A small sword master of the middle rank of Dongxuan even dared to provoke this general. It is really looking for death." /
At this time, a middle-aged man in civilian clothes walked forward calmly, and after a respectful salute, he handed over a few broken objects with both hands, and said: "There is no problem with the defense of the barracks. These two Yanren assassins can Infiltrating the barracks and doing this frantic move is because they carried the seal and documents issued by the Chang'an Military Ministry."
Hearing this information, Xiahou Jingjing looked into the eyes of the middle-aged man and did not speak for a long time.
If you change to another subordinate, in the general's calm gaze and silence, I’m afraid I’ll be frightened and tremble all over. I don’t need to ask why I kneel down and plead guilty, but this middle-aged man is named Gu Mingxi and his origin is mysterious. Knowing, being skilled in strategy, he is Xiahou’s most trusted subordinate to deal with the private affairs of Xiahou on weekdays. Therefore, facing Xiahou’s eyes without fear, he calmly said: "The seal comes from the Chang'an Military Department, and it doesn’t explain anything. Things."
Gu Xi knew that the last thing the General would like to hear was that this assassination was related to anyone in Chang'an, and there was no evidence to prove it, so he answered yes.
General Xiahou no longer looked at him, and did not mention any topics related to the Chang'an Military Headquarters. He held his hand behind him and looked at the white fish in the sky. After a long silence, he squinted his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Mi A great teacher who has half-life hatred for this general and a young sword who is proud and incompetent who thinks that a genius can do something immortal, wants to assassinate this general, so it seems...the people of Yanguo don’t want the prince to return. ."
This time, Yan Guo dispatched a great sword master who can be called a genius and a great master who has lived in seclusion for many years to initiate the assassination. It seemed that it had taken a great price and invested a lot of effort and expectations. Going up is also extremely dangerous, but in fact, compared with the powerful and unparalleled force of General Xiahou, this assassination is more like a desperate death.
Listening to this seemingly headless analysis, Gu Xi admired and admired: "The general really has a brilliant plan. It is the day when the prince of Yan Guo returned to China this year. No matter whether the assassination was successful or not. , Your Majesty is bound to be angry. If the general writes another letter, I am afraid that the prince can only continue to work as an apartment in Chang'an."
General Xiahou said with a blank face: "How can this general accept the meaning of those Yan people and order the army not to mention the assassination. Later, I will write a secret letter to your majesty to explain the matter. The beginning and the end. I want to keep the prince Longqing, who is sending you Yan people hope for the restoration of the country, in China. How can it be so easy!"
"Prince Longqing might not want to stay in the country of Yan." Gu Xi thought about the news from the former Japanese military department, and said with a smile: "Being able to enter the second floor of the academy and follow the master to study is not necessarily better than being a substitute. The prince came very poorly."