Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 1: Gun Fourteen

"Can you still hold on?" Tie Yan picked up the long knife left by his brother in the field.

He is still unwilling to do anything, besides being proud of his martial arts, he doesn't know how to attack this opponent who is covered in blood, like a massacre.

"Don't underestimate me! I'm sure to win!" Ji Ye raised his eyes and stared at him, "Your younger brother has turned into a wolf, and I have my tricks too!"

"I won't lose...I still have...and..." Exhaustion and blood loss had already made him dizzy, and he couldn't even see Tie Yan's sword clearly. He didn't know how long he could last, the last strength might be enough for him to stab a shot—a perfect thrust.

"Try it!" He untied the rope that tied the gauntlet on his right hand, and firmly grasped the finger cot underneath, "Let's try it!"

"The God of Beichen, the Lord of Cangqing, soars and soars in the vast sky," he recited these words in a low voice. He raised his head, as if the sky was spinning, but he was not afraid, he thought of the eagle named "Qingjun", whose soul had awakened again, and responded to his call from the bottom of his heart, spreading its huge sweeping wings The wings of the sky, shading the sun wherever it goes, over all of them. No one else can see it, only he can. It rushed down here, bringing him absolute strength and courage!

"The way of the gun lies in the long front." Under the moonlight, the old man and Ji Ye slowly turned around an invisible circle, going forward and going against it, and going against it and going straight.

"All weapons have a circle. Swords have circles, and guns have circles. The length of the weapon is the diameter, and the enemy is the center. It is a circle. The enemy's counterattack range is another circle. You attack The range of the back block is still a circle. There are many circles in a battle, and each one is related to your victory or defeat."

"But how can all the circles be calculated?"

"That's the meaning of the Spear of Change," said the old man, "I won't tell you now, but there is a spear technique in the world called the Spear of Extreme Strength."

"Extreme Gun?"

"The so-called extremely fierce spear is a circle-breaking spear that surpasses all circles!"

The old man's gun pointed at Ji Ye's eyebrows: "When your gun is extremely fierce and fast, at that time, you will feel that time even stops, and your gun will break through all the circles above, and within one stab End the battle. When time stops, there is no circle in the world, there is only a line that runs through everything!"

Jimo's eyes fell on the tip of his own spear, and there was only Huya's spear tip left in the world. He aimed at Tie Yan who was two feet away.

"The tip of the gun is a point, use it to draw a straight line that breaks the circle. Don't think too much, when you focus all your energy on the tip of the gun, your body will naturally adjust to the most suitable position for shooting the gun."

Even Himeno himself couldn't notice the slight changes in his body. His wrists, elbows, waist, and back, his whole body began to approach the most perfect shooting posture.

"To know why you shoot, there is a smoldering fire in your heart, a coal mine burning beneath the earth, whose karma will one day burn through the ground to ignite the sky. You will roar, because if you If you don't spit out that flame, it will burn through your chest, it is like anger, and it is also like a high-pitched song, the roar of dragon and tiger makes time stop."

Extremely fierce spear, breaking all circles.

A ray of black-golden light left Ji Ye's palm, and Huya broke through the limit of his own speed in Ji Ye's hands. With the long front in front, Himeno and his spear turned into sharp fangs. The roar and the whistling of the tiger's teeth stirred together, and the domineering and **** hidden in the dragon-slaying spear technique of the previous generation was also reproduced in a childish thrust.

Tie Yan didn't dare to move, as if being suppressed by something invisible.

Lu Guichen suddenly stood up.

As if ten thousand and eleven thousand long needles were piercing every part of his body, he felt trembling, but excited at the same time.

He once again smelled the smell of wolves, blood, and killing on the grassland that night. Following Ji Ye's stabbing shot, the vague feeling he had when he was beheading the wolf suddenly woke up.

He nearly waved his arms and shouted for his enemies.

No one could see the trajectory of the shot clearly.

Just for a moment, Ji Ye flashed behind Tie Yan, the gun wiped blood and plunged into the ring, Ji Ye shook and fell at Tie Yan's feet. People looked around in a daze, not knowing what happened.

"The No. 1 Spear in East China", "Severing Forty-five Long Knives", "The Numb Erdus Goria Who Slaughtered the Dragon", Xi Yan saw all these legends, and suddenly felt became real.

Although it still couldn't compare with the "blocking shot" that launched a poisonous dragon ten years later under the eagle flag, Himeno perfectly realized the strongest attack he could do in this blow. The violent blow completely drained his strength, and at the last moment, his gun went off, missed Tie Yan's chest, barely brushed Tie Yan's arm.

Tie Yan touched his arm silently, there was a thin scratch, and his hand was bright red.

"Balu!" Nine Kings yelled loudly at the table.

Tie Yan suddenly came back to his senses, he carried Qingyang's prestige on his back, and he was here in a daze to reflect on his opponent's spear skills. He hastily turned around and raised his saber over the top. His knife stopped there, and he met Himeno's eyes. Tie Yan knew that he could end the battle with a light knife, and Ji Ye had completely lost the strength to protect himself. His injuries and forced use of spear skills that he could not master made him more vulnerable than a baby. Tie Yan knew what he should do, even if he killed this opponent, he might not be punished.

But his knife was fixed there, extremely heavy.

All eyes were on Tie Yan's knife, and people were talking about this battle in a daze.

"What's your gun called?" Tie Yan asked.

"Extreme spear? Destroy the city."

Tie Yan nodded, took a few steps back, and threw the saber at Ji Ye from a distance. The saber pierced into the ground whistling, only half a foot away from Ji Ye's cheek.

"You won!" Tie Yan nodded, he was not good at words, thought for a while, "You said, you really won all of us."

He turned around and left the martial arts arena, and everyone realized that Tie Yan's throwing of the saber meant exactly the same thing as Tie Ye's throwing of the saber. He handed over his weapon and surrendered.

Amidst the uproar, Tie Yan stepped onto the stands and knelt down beside the seats: "Your Majesty, Baru has lost."

"Did you really lose?"

"I don't know why, but," Tie Yan bowed and kowtowed, "he could have killed me."

"Going down to the Tang Dynasty, Ji Ye wins."

The crowd fell silent again.

The overall situation has been decided, and Xiatang almost completely defeated his opponent inconceivably. It's time to cheer, but the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty follows the ancient system, which is cumbersome and strict. All eyes were on the seat of the king, waiting for Baili Jinghong to applaud first, but Baili Jinghong didn't have time to take care of it. He didn't look at Ji Ye, but only looked at Jiu on the seat of the Golden Tent Kingdom in the distance. king. The Nine Kings finally couldn't hold back in the embarrassing silence. He patted the desk lightly, got up and left without saying anything.

Baili Jinghong stood up and stretched out his hand as if wanting to persuade him to stay, but he could only stare blankly at the back.

Xi Yan looked at the expression of the lord, shook his head quietly, and then went to look at the boy named Youyin. The pale blue face was pale. Xi Yan finally went to see Ji Ye.

Himino drew his gun and stood straight in the middle of the field. He wasn't in a hurry to retrieve the weapon, but he couldn't stand without the support of the gun. Tie Ye's knife was not light, and the blood kept flowing. Ji Ye pressed his waist hard, otherwise the blood would have soaked into half of his battle clothes. His physical strength has long been unable to support him, and the bravery that has been supporting him is also slowly passing away with the blood. Himeno felt dizzy, and the pain gradually became less obvious. A feeling of numbness enveloped him, as if he was wrapped in heavy brocade, and there was a feeling of exhaustion from his whole body.

In a trance, he returned to his childhood again, weak and helpless, and someone gently hugged him behind him. The kind of quiet and distant warmth.

"Mom..." Ji Ye whispered, it was just a rambling in a coma.

In the audience, only Xi Yan who was beside the ring heard it, and Xi Yan stared into Ji Ye's eyes. In the black pupils of the young warrior, Xi Yan saw the eyes of a child—just a child. It seems that fate gave Xi Yan a window to see the depths of Ji Ye's heart, just for a moment.

No one noticed that when staring at Ji Ye, the corners of Xi Yan's eyes twitched slightly, like a painful twitch.

It was August of the eighth year of Emperor Xi of the Yin Dynasty. When Ji Ye called for his mother, the woman who was posthumously named Queen Mother Guangyi twenty years later was already dead.

Himino is waiting for an applause, waiting for an applause to acknowledge his victory, he wants to stand and welcome his victory.

But after a long time, only the sound of clothes shaking, he realized that something had happened. He tried his best to open his eyes to see that the lord, with the **** and other ministers, hurriedly got up and was about to leave.

"The lord...the deputy general has not yet received the reward..." Chang Shi reminded.

"Hurry up and chase the car of the Nine Kings!" The lord shouted in a low voice, "Brutal things! Don't mention it."

"Decree the forbidden army, and the chariot will serve you!" Chang Shi couldn't persuade him anymore, so he had to order his ministers.

Everyone flocked behind the king, including the youngsters from the East Palace. The soldiers of the Great Liuying who were guarding around quickly evacuated the field, and quickly formed an orderly formation, flanking the road to protect the king. Himeno watched silently as everyone left him, even his father and younger brother. Ji Qian was losing face in such a big scene, and under his shame and anger, he was not going to care about the eldest son at all. He took Ji Changye's hand and followed behind the team of officials without even turning his head.

The victorious boy was thrown into the arena like a fool, as if no one remembered him in an instant, Ji Ye didn't know what to do with himself, he couldn't follow these people, and he couldn't fall down either. The great-grandfather's bravery flowing in his veins made him still stand in the center of the field. He inserted his canine teeth into the ground of the ring, and looked coldly at all the people who left him.

In the sound of hurried footsteps, there was sudden applause. Ji Ye looked up to the direction of the applause, and it turned out to be the young master of the Golden Tent Kingdom who hadn't left yet. Although it was just a discordant applause, the young master applauded very hard. The figure flickered, separated them and left an air strike, and the two pairs of eyes looked at each other in the gap between the opening and closing of the crowd.

"My lord, let's hurry up, the nine kings are gone," the old woman kept urging Lu Guichen.

Lu Guichen nodded. He touched his body, wanting to present a gift to this victorious warrior. The barbarian tried his best, and he didn't understand why this victorious Xiatang kid was thrown on the battlefield by himself. But there is nothing around him, only the small saber "Blue Shark" on his chest that Cousin Longge Zhenhuang gave to his father. This is something he cherishes, and he hesitates.

The mother-in-law almost involuntarily pulled him to chase after him, and Lu Guichen had no room to resist.

This is the first time the kings in troubled times met, and they were all under the suppression of heavy power at that time. The future King Yulie and Duke Zhaowu only looked at each other, and never said a word to each other.

The surrounding area was empty, and the guard of honor of Baili Jinghong also left the Daliu Camp, leaving only Ji Ye standing on the ring.

Footsteps gradually approached from behind, and the general in black armor and black robe smiled and patted Ji Ye on the shoulder: "My name is Xi Yan, and I am the commander of the military hall. Although I have no right to grant you the position of deputy general, If you have the ambition to join the military, come to me when you have time."

"Xi...Xi Yan!" Ji Ye was stunned by the name.

"Number Dusgolia, the fangs of the tiger, tore the souls of the cowardly." Xi Yan turned his head in the distance, "It's a god-given spear, I like your spear skills."

Xi Yan stepped out of Daliu Camp and took a deep breath facing the morning sun. The gold-clad purple chariot carried by sixty-four people of the lord was quietly placed on the ground in front of the camp gate, and then the inner **** who was waiting for him stood under the chariot, bowed to his respectful elders, and made a gesture. gesture.

He bowed in front of the chariot, climbed up the steps, and opened the curtain. In the wide chariot, the king sat alone, nodded, and put down the tea bowl in his hand.

"Your Majesty is waiting for your servants."

"General Xi, sit down. The general is left alone, so why not talk to the victorious warrior?" The king asked casually, turning the emerald ring on his little finger.

"Yes," Xi Yan smiled.

"The general has always been arrogant, and there are very few people who can win the general's favor, but today he appreciates that child very much. To be appreciated by General Xi, he is enough to establish a reputation in our Tang Dynasty."

"Brilliant talent is rare, no one can suppress his brilliance, and the appreciation of his subordinates is just icing on the cake for him."

"This is the second time I've heard this sentence from the general today." The lord shook his head, "I'm not going to talk about it for now. Others may not know the purpose of this martial arts performance. The general should Clear?"

"Yes. I heard that Youyin, a young warrior in the East Palace, is close blood relatives to the king, and his martial art strategy is far superior to his peers. Get the military post of the lieutenant general?"

"Yes. Now that the general knows..."

"My lord," Xi Yan interrupted him, "If you want to confer a military position, the lord can write a handwritten letter, let alone a lieutenant, even if you are a general or a general, it's not a problem. Do you want to steal the title of lieutenant general?"

The lord shook his head: "The general also knows that our Tang army is weak, and now Ying Wuyi is rampant, dominating the imperial capital, Chun Guogong Ao Taiquan died in his hands, the princes of the imperial capital can have a stand Come out to speak? We don't have strong soldiers in our hands, and we can't protect ourselves in this troubled world. I intend to promote young people, just to make my Tang army reborn. If I give a warrant to You Yin, it will be different from the previous aristocratic families. What's the difference if a young man joins the army based on the merits of his ancestors? He still can't convince the public."

"The minister is stupid."

"Stupid? Why did General Xi say that?"

Xi Yan gently stroked the simple scabbard of the ancient sword at his waist, his voice was as brittle as metal: "I don't know if I can really convince the crowd like this. I have a little reputation, but I learned swords from a young age." , I have personally killed hundreds of people on the battlefield. I don’t know how many times I may have died under the sword of the enemy, but today I can slightly convince the crowd. The king changed a way to give the military position to You Yin, but May the lord of the country grant You Yin to understand the matters between life and death?"

The lord of the country was silent for a moment: "Speaking of swords and swords, the Kyushu is so big, how many people can sit and discuss with the general? The matter of performing martial arts is fine. But Youyin and I are indeed related by blood. I think he He is a rare general, so I want to use him as the pillar of our next Tang Dynasty. He is already fourteen years old and has been studying with him in the East Palace. Recently, it has been difficult to find a suitable teacher. I think it is better to let him follow the general. Be a Qingying Guard of the Martial Palace."

Xi Yan remained silent. His military position is the Commander of the Military Palace, and the Qingying Guards of the Military Palace are his subordinates who pass orders for him. He has been famous for his military exploits for many years, but he has not yet had a real student under his sect. The king's thoughts are undoubtedly hoped that he will accept Youyin.

He finally shook his head: "My lord, forgive me for not being able to follow orders. I came out one step later to let the winning child, Ji Ye, go to my side to handle some chores. Of course, I can accept Youyin, but I'm sorry. time and energy, only enough to teach one person.”

"The general wants to accept Ji Ye as a student?" The king suddenly sat up straight.

Xi Yan shook his head and smiled: "I do have this intention, but that child has not agreed yet."

The lord of the country raised his brows, and his expression became serious: "The meaning of the general's words is to reserve this student's seat as an empty seat? The majestic earl of the imperial dynasty, General Yu Dianyu, wants to wait for an unknown boy Agree? Could it be that You Yin's qualifications are not enough to satisfy the general, but that Ji Ye is more talented? Didn't the general personally praise You Yin for his courage?"

"The lord forgives my recklessness. Those words are not wrong. They were taught by my teacher when I was young, but that's not all," Xi Yan responded in a low voice, "The teacher said that everyone has their own Courage. The battle is imminent, a red face is blood courage, a white face is bone courage, a blue face is courage... But these are not true bravery. "

"So what about Ji Ye?" the king asked.

"The complexion does not change, the sword is life and death," Xi Yan said in a deep voice, "Of course it is brave!"

The lord was dumbfounded, and after a moment of silence, he sighed and waved his hand to order the chariot to move forward.