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Chapter 844 Battle of the Sentinels

Chapter 844: Battle of the Wandering

The valley master chuckled, "I don't understand what you said to me. But we are all old, and I still want you to spend more time with me."

Zhang Jue turned around with some emotion, "Don't worry, the emperor has implemented a new retirement system. I am also at retirement age. When someone in the army can take over my position in two years, we will go back to Changsha. I will accompany you every day, and we can also go to the palace to see Ru'er often. But the emperor has great kindness to me. Now that I am still the deputy military order, I cannot disappoint the emperor. I have to guard the Guangnan West Road and Jinghu North Road. This is probably the last part of my military career."

The valley master gently kneaded Zhang Jue's shoulders with both hands, "Okay, okay, it's all yours."

She could no longer see the coldness and a little bit of anger she used to be, but now she only has tenderness.

By the way, appearance is born from the heart, and the current valley master looks undoubtedly a lot easier to get close to.

In the vast mountains.

Among the ten imperial guards of the Song Dynasty, a total of 100 people were all in the team. Some teams were shuttled through the mountains, and some were quietly hiding.

Luodian, from Qi and Shicheng County, the mountains are stretching, not flat rivers, and it is no longer so easy for both sides to inquire about each other.

In addition to these hundred roaming posts, there are more than ten other roaming posts in the deep mountains. This is naturally the roaming posts within the Dali Army, and they just wind their way towards the Song army camp.

The vast mountains can be said to be a hidden murderous intent.

In the end, both sides inevitably encountered each other.

Before we met officially, a cold arrow cut through the night.

A whoosh suddenly sounded in the quiet deep mountains.

There was a muffled groan.

In the night, there were fire-slicing stars swaying, and they fell to the ground as the soldiers who were caught in the arrow fell to the ground.

Then all the fire notes were extinguished.

There are familiar and reckless footsteps.

Even the roaming sentry can be regarded as the elite of the army, not necessarily all the warriors, but they are definitely old soldiers in the army.

Both wandering whistles scattered in the night and detoured towards each other.

There are ways to fight a big battle, and this kind of small-scale encounter also has deep ways.

Liu Shiwu was originally a soldier in the personal guards' army. When Zhao Feng and Zhao Feng left Lin'an, they followed hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians and finally arrived in the Guizhou after several twists and turns.

Later, the personal guards were merged into the Tiankui Army and the Tiangang Army, and Liu Shiwu followed him into Su Quandang's command.

He is naturally an unquestionable old man in the current imperial guards of the Song Dynasty.

In the Battle of Juzhou and Leizhou, he failed to catch a head of the army. Later, Zhao Dongting attacked Guangnan West Road. Liu Shiwu saw that many new recruits in the camp were successfully commanded by killing the Yuan army. The commander and even the centurion were perhaps stimulated to be bleeding. He was extremely brave in the bloody battle under Wuzhou City, and he actually got five heads of the Yuan army from the army. Since then, he has been able to become the commander of the Youshou Shi in the Tiangang Army.

The roaming whistle is full of elites, and his strength is barely comparable to that of ordinary centurions.

Although the wandering sentry also means that it is easier for ordinary infantry to fail on the battlefield, Liu Shiwu, who has no relatives at home and has been stimulated to be sexually aroused, no longer cared about these things.

In the past, an old man who was older than him said that the King of Hell was full of eyes, and the more afraid of death on the battlefield, the easier it was to die. Liu Shiwu didn't believe it, but now he found that this is indeed the case.

He even thought about when he could make all military achievements and become a centurion, he could marry a big-butt girl. At that time, the Liu family would be able to grow up again.

"disease!"

The ten people were divided into three teams, with a distance of about five meters between them. As the footsteps became more and more real, Liu Shiwu shouted softly.

He personally led the two of them, and the pace was about to reach two points faster.

The two sides collided in the night until they were only two or three meters away from each other, and they could finally see each other.

"edge!"

Liu Shiwu sniffed again.

He and a wandering whistleman next to him all jumped up and slashed the round sword towards the black shadow in front.

Use power to suppress people.

It is not easy for the roaming sentry to make military achievements during large-scale warfare, only then is the opportunity.

However, these whistles in the Dali army who dared to drive straight in were obviously elite.

When Liu Shiwu and the other two jumped up to chop the knife, two black shadows rolled towards the lazy donkey behind to avoid it. Another person used a knife to hold Liu Shiwu's knife.

"What a burly man!"

Liu Shiwu finally saw the person in front of him clearly, and his eyes were a little surprised.

The guy who held his knife with his sword was a big and thick man, and his figure was two larger than his size.

A clanging sound.

The scimitar blade passed by the short blade of the Dali whistle in front of me.

"receive!"

Liu Shiwu whined again, without hesitation, turned around and retreated.

Liu Shiwu had never attended any private school, but he learned this method of issuing orders by himself from the method of sending orders from the army. It is now quite popular among the Tiangang Army's roaming.

There were also two other teams not far away from them, such low shouts, either as blade or swimming.

The blade is a blood fight.

You are a siege and killing.

What Liu Shiwu said about collecting is not retreating.

The three of them pulled away for more than three meters, and suddenly turned around at the same time, slashing straight towards the front of them.

The burly Dali Wandering naturally chased him up.

Three swords fell at the same time. It was just in the night, and there was no light.

The burly swinging whistle's eyes instantly glared, and hissing loudly. It was too late to retreat. He suddenly lifted the short blade from bottom to top.

He had practiced some tricks and had the strength, so he was naturally unwilling to die like this.

It was the sound of metal and iron intersecting again.

The two scimitars were held by the burly whistle with a short blade.

He was really very strong, and he held two swords at the same time, but his one hand was still motionless.

However, he failed to stop Liu Shiwu, who could be considered an old fried dough stick.

Liu Shiwu suddenly changed his tricks when the scimitar was about to be held. He lowered his body and stabbed several times in a row into his burly whistle's belly like lightning.

The white knife comes in, and the red knife comes out.

"ah……"

The burly whistle was angry, painful, and hatred.

He probably knew that he could not survive anymore. He had already capsized in the gutter and wanted to fight to the death of Liu Shiwu. No matter how he had two scimitars, the short blade suddenly stabbed Liu Shiwu's back.

But Liu Shiwu seemed to have eyes on his back, and when the short blade stabbed him, he rolled to the back.

Two scimitars slashed heavily on the shoulders of the burly swinging whistle at the same time.

This Mongolian scimitar is the most capable of chopping and cutting.

The two knives that are not cut iron like mud, but are absolutely powerful and powerful and heavy on their shoulders at the same time. The lethality they can cause can be imagined.
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