When the battle horse bathing river dissipated, the river surface was completely frozen.

Both sides of the Miaojiang River were silent, with only the sound of wind and rain lingering in their ears. Those who witnessed the scene were so shocked that they were speechless for a long time.

Most of the soldiers in the two armies were ordinary people. Natural disasters and man-made disasters were interspersed in their not-so-long lives, among which natural disasters were the most terrible. They never thought that a river that would cause floods every now and then could be frozen by the combined efforts of others.

"With God's blessing, God's destiny will return!"

At this time, a soldier under Wu Xian's tent raised his arms and roared, with just eight words, as if he wanted to vent all the pent-up anger in his chest. The soldiers around him seemed to be waking up from a dream. At first, they only responded in twos and threes, but soon spread like a plague to

The whole army.

"With God's blessing, God's destiny will return!"

"With God's blessing, God's destiny will return!"

"With God's blessing, God's destiny will return!"

This slogan rushed to the other side like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and the high morale gathered into a cloud above the head, and the momentum was overwhelming.

There is a vague air of swallowing thousands of miles.

The soldiers on the other side were shocked by this operation, and now they were even more frightened. But before the panic really spread, a vast and majestic aura came, powerfully sweeping away the haze in their hearts. After the soldiers regained their composure, they looked under the rain curtain.

On the frozen river surface, the previous awe was completely gone, replaced by the condescension and disdain of the strong towards the weak.

Zhao Feng also glanced at his old friend.

The latter was smiling and waving the knife fan in his hand.

When other people, in order to save their literary or military energy, wear raincoats and bamboo hats, or simply get wet in the rain, my friend uses his literary spirit as a barrier to block the rain and avoid getting wet. In my own words, my family is poor and I am poor.

He is rich, but his family doesn't have many good clothes that he can afford. He will feel distressed if they are torn by the rain. He can mend them when his literary spirit is used up, but he has no money to buy the clothes when they are torn.

Zhao Feng: "..."

He almost believed this guy's lies.

The old friend noticed Zhao Feng's gaze, turned his head and looked over with a smile, and asked him: "Why are you looking at us like this?"

"...What you did just now is really not like your temper."

After the Miaojiang River was successfully frozen, an old friend tapped the guard beside Zhao Feng with a knife fan to signal him to come over. This led to the man shouting at the top of his lungs the slogan "With God's blessing, God's destiny will return to you".

Zhao Feng thought this move was too high-profile.

My old friend always slaps him down when he opens his mouth.

He joked: "Why, your people can't be used?"

Zhao Feng choked at these words, and he, who had always been strict and upright, showed a bit of helplessness and said: "Aren't you worried that Leader Huang will have some ideas? The rafters who are in the forefront will die first..."

The old friend smiled nonchalantly and said: "Old Zhao, you are not happy to say that you are a reckless man. You see, it is at this point. What difference does it make if we don't stand out here?"

In the past, it was necessary to hide one's strength and hide one's cards, but Zheng Qiao has personally conquered this point. If he can fight to the other side in one go, or even capture Zheng Qiao alive, this dragon-slaying game that has taken many years will be completely over. It is the end, and it is also another beginning.

At times like this, it's natural to be as strong as you want.

Zhao Feng felt worried: "Oh, but my lord..."

He was worried that his master would become increasingly unkind to his old friend.

The old friend had a calm expression on his face, shaking the knife and fan lightly in his hand, with no trace of emotion in his eyes: "Dayi, there is no need to think too much, people need fate. When fate comes, they will gather, and when fate goes, they will disperse, just adapt to the circumstances.

, the troubles will go away. Yes or no?"

He and Wu Xian really have no connection.

When Zhao Feng heard what he said, he knew that his old friend had decided to leave. For a while, he also felt a bit complaining about his master Wu Xian. He also thought of his old friend's appreciation for Shen Jun and sincerely hoped that there would be a good outcome. But now

It's too early to talk about this. The most important thing right now is the enemy on the other side. Only by overthrowing the tyrant Zheng Qiao and having no worries can we have a chance to talk about the future.

At this time, Zheng Qiao sat on the throne.

He leaned on his back and ignored the morale and slogans of the coalition forces. He just looked at the people in the tent and said: "Who dares to fight?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone understood that Zheng Qiao was preparing to fight against the general.

"Master, this is too embarrassing for them."

The person who spoke was the sixteenth-level great master, Qi Cang.

His words were recognized by many generals.

Indeed, it is too shameful for the people on the other side. We don’t need any morale boost, and we can still beat the other side to pieces. Choosing a general to fight means that we are cautious. Qi Cang cupped his fists and said: "When the last general takes action, we will definitely capture Huang Lie."

.”

Zheng Qiao said: "I just want to see it."

There is no reason, I just want to watch it.

There is no beauty in one-sided killing.

Qi Cang showed a bloodthirsty sneer and said: "It is rare for the king to be so elegant, so naturally he cannot disappoint the king."

He was about to take the lead and kill a few people to warm up. Unexpectedly, Zheng Qiao disagreed. Instead, he raised his hand and ordered an experienced military commander. This military commander had brownish-yellow to dark skin, a tall and burly figure, and a slight overall appearance.

Different from ordinary people.

When he stood up, he looked like a mountain of meat.

The altitude is actually half a head higher than Qi Cang.

"The general will obey your orders!"

He took long steps in the air and leaped over the river. His body was huge and his tonnage was terrifying, but when he landed, he was as light as a feather. His hands turned into a ghost-faced axe. The axe's surface was as wide as two strong men.

It was as light as nothing in his hands.

when--

The ax hit his feet, and ice shards flew out of the ice.

He looked disdainfully at the densely packed ants on the other side, Dantian Luck, and shouted: "Who dares to come and die!"

The sound waves hit and the rain stopped for a moment.

The raindrops stuck in the air and turned into sharp weapons. Driven by the sonic boom, they turned into thousands of rain arrows and shot out at the coalition forces. Seeing that they were about to kill them, a general emerged from the coalition forces. The weapon's light blade could tear the sky and the earth apart.

The force of the attack hit back, and the rain arrow exploded.

The rain splashed and splashed on the ice.

The general who entered the battle belonged to Wu Xian's force, and was also one of the famous six generals under Wu Xian. He was ranked in the top three in terms of strength. He had just broken through the fifteenth level of junior high rank not long ago. He was in urgent need of a close battle of life and death.

Fight to stabilize the realm.

Seeing this, the old friend smiled at Zhao Feng and said, "Let's see."

The lord Wu Xian is not ready to hide his clumsiness anymore.

If the Dragon Slaying Bureau Alliance didn't have any real knowledge, how could they dare to come and yell in front of Zheng Qiao? Wu Xian's move made the alliance leader Huang Lie look at him with envy and said: "There are so many talents in Commander Wu's account, and this must be the famous Six Heroic Generals."

one?"

"With the false reputation given by outsiders, how can Mr. Wu with his little wealth and background be as good as Leader Huang?" Wu Xian said modestly on the surface, but in fact, God only knows what he thinks.

Huang Lie said: "Wu County Sheriff is joking. Who in the world doesn't know that Huang comes from a humble background, so he has no real wealth to speak of."

The two chatted in a harmonious atmosphere.

On the other side, Gu Ren looked helplessly at his sixth brother.

"Sixth brother, can you let us be brothers?"

Gu Ren originally wanted his brothers to fight, not because he was trying to show off, but because most of his brothers had a blood feud with Zheng Qiao. But as soon as he raised his hand, his sixth brother held him down. He dared to bet that his arm

It must be green.

The sixth brother let go of his hand after hearing this.

Gu Ren rubbed his arms and looked at the two generals who were confronting each other on the river. They were both very imposing, and judging by their auras, they should be about the same. Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Oh, we allies are really... saying no.

Well, it’s hard to say.”

He has always known that the strength of the coalition members is different, but Wu Xian and his ilk appear to be inconspicuous, and there are also fifteenth-level juniors and seniors under their tents. It is estimated that there are more than one. This makes the embarrassing and difficult situation in the early days of the Dragon Slaying Bureau appear.

Quite ridiculous.

This group of people are all hiding their clumsiness. Think about it, if one of Zheng Qiao's 16th-level senior officers is created, several 15th-level junior officers will be attacked and besieged. It is enough to damage other families.

If what is damaged is your own, shouldn't you feel bad?

His eyes were bitter: "Oh, I became a fool for nothing."

"There is also Mr. Shen."

The sixth brother patted his eldest brother on the shoulder to comfort him.

My eldest brother is not the only one who has made a fool out of himself. Wasn't Shen Youli from Longwu County also kept in the dark? The difference is that Shen Youli is a hot-blooded young man, and his eldest brother has seen everything in the world and was fooled.

Together. It sounds even stupider.

Gu Ren looked at his sixth brother with a faint look.
To be continued...