roccoschili Chapter 1582: 191 Soaring (Request for Monthly Tickets)_5
Chapter 1582: 191 Soaring (Request for Monthly Tickets)_5
Chapter 1582: Chapter 191 Soaring (Request for Monthly Tickets)_5When the person who looked like a general charged, he knew it was over.
This was what his father had said, life and death are destined, fate has arrived.
An ordinary soldier like him couldn’t stop the opponent’s blade.
But he still instinctively swung his sword, a move ingrained after countless times. This should be the pinnacle strike of his life!
As he expected, the powerful strike missed its mark.
Meanwhile, the opponent’s blade lightly brushed across his chest.
He simply did not see how that strike came!
Is it over?
Besides eating, farming, and being a soldier, he hadn’t done anything else.
What was my life for? Ah Wu never thought about this question, not understanding why at this moment, in such an unsuitable place to ponder life, he thought of this question.
Ordinary as he was, he had no answer.
As he himself thought, his entire body flew up and crashed heavily!
But…
He thought he wasn’t a match, thought he would be sent flying by a single strike, but never expected… to actually still be alive.
He lay on the ground, strenuously looking at his own chest, then lay back down relieved.
Whew! He let out a long breath.
The nameless petty official struck down easily by the genius of Jinguo, Wu Jiangchen, also never conceived it.
As a cultivator of arrogance, passing through the battlefield, he casually struck a blow. Killing a nameless petty official hardly required effort. Using even the slightest more force would be an insult.
His sword force was controlled precisely to cleave the opponent, ensuring no excess.
But this person… was actually sent flying?
Wu Jiangchen began to doubt his own control!
He couldn’t resist turning his head to see, noticing on the nameless petty official from Xu Country, after his battle attire ripped, an ice-inscribed pattern shone under the light of the suspended bright lantern!
Wu Jiangchen now began to question his own vision.
Did I see wrong? An illusion?
On a petty official, you damn well wear an ice-inscribed inner armor???
This ice-inscribed inner armor, at least should be the configuration of a commander, right?
Wu Jiangchen, long in the military, believed he would not judge incorrectly. If the opponent were a commander-level officer, his strike would never have been as weak. Yet it was clearly a petty official?
Which subordinate’s men is this, damn it?
Wu Jiangchen was dumbfounded for a moment, and when he turned back, what greeted him… were dense talismans.
“Damn!”
He only had time to curse before being engulfed by the overwhelming talismans.
Colorful spells encircled him clearly.
The young master Yan, in a brocade robe, standing afar with feet untouched by dust, smiled approvingly: “Good, another round.”
The soldiers beside, eager for action, tore open the talismans in hand.
Firelight, thunderlight, swordlight surged forward.
A green gourd suddenly flew over, absorbing the sky-full of flames within.
The genius of Jinguo, Xu San, riding the wind, cut through with a sword of red peach blossoms blocking the way, pulling the bewildered Wu Jiangchen, and turned to leave.
The genius of the Yi Kingdom, Lin Jie, serving as adjunct deputy general to Yan Fu in this battalion, stood dumbfounded watching, failing to find an opportunity to act, the reckless fellow charging the array had already fled in youthful haste.
Unconsciously, he looked at young master Yan in surprise and admiration.
Misjudged, Jiang Qingyang pales in comparison. The true unparalleled genius of the Qi Country, should be this one!
Yan Fu watching the backs of Xu San and Wu Jiangchen, remarked: “Not bad!”
Lin Jie beside promptly explained: “This later one is Xu San, his strength is indeed beyond question. It’s said that he originally had the chance to attend the Yellow River Gathering…”
“I meant this gourd is nice, I’ll buy one later.” Yan Fu said as he handed over a storage box: “Please distribute this box of talismans, the brothers’ hands are empty now.”
“…” Lin Jie: “Yes, General.”
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Dong dong! Dong dong!
The war drum never ceased.
Countless hearts beat with it, surging fervently.
Dong! Dong!
The light of the suspended bright lantern flowed like water. On a long spear, it flashed brilliantly before being covered in blood. As the spear was retracted and mounted back on the war chariot, the blood was wiped away, yet it remained chilling.
“Did you see it?” Zhongxuan Sheng asked.
“Xiaohu war chariot?” Lin Xian said, “It’s indeed a killer weapon.”
Battlefield weapons like war chariots, Qi Country also had, deploying twenty units this time, though inferior to Xiaohu war chariots.
Of course, as it’s not full-scale war, otherwise the Thorn Boat would be deployed to the battlefield of the Mystical Realm, that thing is truly a killer weapon.
“No.” Zhongxuan Sheng shook his head: “It’s Wang Kun.”
He firmly stated: “This person has different thoughts.”
Lin Xian, confident in his military strategy acumen, didn’t see any issue in Wang Kun’s division command just now. At most, it was a bit slow, failing to intercept Li Longchuan’s division in time, but that was also because Li Longchuan’s division charged too swiftly—Li Longchuan, one must say, truly a great talent of the military clan!
Though he didn’t understand, his strength lay in being open to opinions, striving for improvement without being stubborn.
Zhongxuan Sheng’s insight and wisdom had left a deep impression on him these days, so he did not question why and directly regarded “Wang Kun and Chen Suan have different ideas” as a conclusion, asking aloud: “Shall we attack him?”
Zhongxuan Sheng squinted: “Attack Lou Junlan.”