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When Huang Zhengsheng heard that Zhang xiaobase finally gathered a team to pursue Huang Meng, he finally gave a long breath.
He was a little lucky that he didn't send out a second tiger sign token. It seems that women are not all short-sighted.
The speed of the team is not too fast. Zhang xiaobase is also very slow to walk in order to keep away from Taiyuan.
In order to grasp the trend of Huang Meng at all times, we have discharged a few waves of people, and know each other's trends anytime and anywhere.
The people who asked for the news reported one after another, saying that Huang Meng was still resting in place, and he didn't go at all.
Zhang Xiaoyi squints his eyes, feeling very strange, does not go, what meaning, is there any arrangement.
Just when Zhang Xiaoba was 30 miles away from Huang Meng, the reporter came back as before.
This makes Zhang Xiaoba really a little confused.
The team stopped, 3000, clouds, mountains, rain poems, Yelu leisure all came, the analysis of the situation.
Everyone always thought that Huang Meng did not go, there must be a reason, according to the common sense, had not taken a shadow, yesterday ate so big losses, unexpectedly left to wait for Zhang xiaobase them.
After a while of silence, Zhang Xiaoba looked at the three thousand and Wanshan people and said, "you two LED 500 people around from left to right, cut off Huang Meng's back road. Since the other party is unwilling to go, you should not be polite."
Yu poetry is worried about Zhang Xiaoba's arrangement. Although the other party received a heavy blow yesterday, how can the rest of the people and horses be around 10000 people to deal with them
Although worried, but did not say it, thought, perhaps Zhang xiaobase such arrangements must have his reason.
In fact, Zhang xiaobase also took a step of risk chess, who can insist on it until the end, he can only bet a game.
Huang Meng, if he really ignores his soldiers' death and lives, and worked hard with himself yesterday, he really has no good way, but he doesn't do so, which means that he is not willing to see his soldiers die in vain. On the other hand, it may be that the bottom line of his heart has been broken. Once the bottom line that the person has been broken, don't say there are 10000 troops in his hand, he will fight hard with himself It's 100000 and it doesn't work.
After three thousand and Wanshan people left with them, Zhang Xiaoba looked at the people around him, waved, and then rushed directly against the Yellow fierce army.
Thirty miles, not far or near, half an hour later, Zhang Xiaoba has been able to see the flag opposite.
The team is still neat, but there is no momentum when we came here. Everyone has a little worried look on their faces.
Huang Meng stood in front of the team on a black horse, with a long knife in his hand, shining in the sun.
Black armor, no expression on the face, eyes dead stare at the past Zhang Xiaoba.
Zhang xiaobase's team stopped about 100 meters from Huang Meng, and looked at it quietly in both respects. No one spoke, and there was no word.
The scene was a bit scary except for the sound of the wind blowing through the flag feet.
Huang Meng's army looked at the people in front of him, feeling strange and depressed. Was it these people who were fighting with them last night.
Except for the 500 people behind Zhang Xiaoba who look hale, how do the rest feel
Someone wants to find a suitable excuse, but no, it is really not.
"You are the leader." Huang Meng finally opened his mouth to speak, the long knife in his hand raised, the blade point flashing the sun light, pointing to Zhang Xiaoba.
"You are Huang Meng." Zhang xiaobase walked to the distance yellow down, 20 meters or so place stopped.
"I have an idea, I don't know if you want it or not." Huang Meng said.
Zhang xiaobase hesitated and nodded.
"I want to choose with you alone. If you lose, the love flower city will be mine. If I die, please let my soldiers go." Huang Meng said, the voice with a trace of sadness.
This man once again let him look at each other, is a man, Zhang Xiaoba thought.
"I give you the chance to leave, you don't go, why." Asked Zhang Xiaoba.
"It's my life. I either killed you or was killed. In short, everything can't escape." Huang Meng said.
Zhang Xiaoba nodded and said, "as long as your soldiers put down their weapons, I will never kill them."
Huang Meng nodded, turned around and said to the soldiers behind him, "today, the first world war won. If I die, you put down your weapons and go home directly."
The soldiers behind were silent, feeling that something touched their heads, pain, special pain.
"Start." Huang Meng said.
Zhang xiaobase nodded, and suddenly a sword appeared in his hand. The double colored sword was covered with thunder arc. The light was shining, even brighter than the sun.
The back of Yelv idle lips tightly closed, a hand dead grasp the long knife in the hand, the expression is dignified.He knew that this was just the beginning, and he hoped that today would be a good start.
Huang Meng's long sword was raised high. The horse neigh through the sky. Yang got up with his head high. Then, he rushed over with an incredible speed.
The long knife brings a cold wind, which ripples in the air and spreads quickly.
Before the knife fell, the cold wind had blown over Zhang Xiaojian's body, blowing all Zhang Xiaojian's clothes.
The soldiers behind Zhang Xiaojian couldn't help stepping back two steps. However, he still did not move at the same time, as if his legs had taken root. Her clothes are floating like a fairy.
Huang Meng's roar, like a bolt from the blue, hit the stone walls on both sides, and then rippled in waves.
It feels like a tiger on the verge of death, struggling in the final, desolate, vicissitudes
The long sword fell from the sky with silver light, and it has covered Zhang Xiaojian below. It seems that Zhang Xiaojian should be unavoidable.
At this time, Zhang Xiaojian's body suddenly flickered, bringing up a golden light.
At that moment, the green cloud sword in his hand suddenly became bright. The light of the two colors kept flashing. It even integrated with the golden light, and went straight into the silver light.
The blood mist rose, the sword fell to the ground, a man fell down from the horse heavily, but before people could see clearly, the figure was engulfed by a red flame.
The world is silent. Zhang Xiaojian appears not far behind Huang Meng. There is still blood left on the green cloud sword. The blood drops on the ground, like the tears of the devil.
He was a little lucky that he didn't send out a second tiger sign token. It seems that women are not all short-sighted.
The speed of the team is not too fast. Zhang xiaobase is also very slow to walk in order to keep away from Taiyuan.
In order to grasp the trend of Huang Meng at all times, we have discharged a few waves of people, and know each other's trends anytime and anywhere.
The people who asked for the news reported one after another, saying that Huang Meng was still resting in place, and he didn't go at all.
Zhang Xiaoyi squints his eyes, feeling very strange, does not go, what meaning, is there any arrangement.
Just when Zhang Xiaoba was 30 miles away from Huang Meng, the reporter came back as before.
This makes Zhang Xiaoba really a little confused.
The team stopped, 3000, clouds, mountains, rain poems, Yelu leisure all came, the analysis of the situation.
Everyone always thought that Huang Meng did not go, there must be a reason, according to the common sense, had not taken a shadow, yesterday ate so big losses, unexpectedly left to wait for Zhang xiaobase them.
After a while of silence, Zhang Xiaoba looked at the three thousand and Wanshan people and said, "you two LED 500 people around from left to right, cut off Huang Meng's back road. Since the other party is unwilling to go, you should not be polite."
Yu poetry is worried about Zhang Xiaoba's arrangement. Although the other party received a heavy blow yesterday, how can the rest of the people and horses be around 10000 people to deal with them
Although worried, but did not say it, thought, perhaps Zhang xiaobase such arrangements must have his reason.
In fact, Zhang xiaobase also took a step of risk chess, who can insist on it until the end, he can only bet a game.
Huang Meng, if he really ignores his soldiers' death and lives, and worked hard with himself yesterday, he really has no good way, but he doesn't do so, which means that he is not willing to see his soldiers die in vain. On the other hand, it may be that the bottom line of his heart has been broken. Once the bottom line that the person has been broken, don't say there are 10000 troops in his hand, he will fight hard with himself It's 100000 and it doesn't work.
After three thousand and Wanshan people left with them, Zhang Xiaoba looked at the people around him, waved, and then rushed directly against the Yellow fierce army.
Thirty miles, not far or near, half an hour later, Zhang Xiaoba has been able to see the flag opposite.
The team is still neat, but there is no momentum when we came here. Everyone has a little worried look on their faces.
Huang Meng stood in front of the team on a black horse, with a long knife in his hand, shining in the sun.
Black armor, no expression on the face, eyes dead stare at the past Zhang Xiaoba.
Zhang xiaobase's team stopped about 100 meters from Huang Meng, and looked at it quietly in both respects. No one spoke, and there was no word.
The scene was a bit scary except for the sound of the wind blowing through the flag feet.
Huang Meng's army looked at the people in front of him, feeling strange and depressed. Was it these people who were fighting with them last night.
Except for the 500 people behind Zhang Xiaoba who look hale, how do the rest feel
Someone wants to find a suitable excuse, but no, it is really not.
"You are the leader." Huang Meng finally opened his mouth to speak, the long knife in his hand raised, the blade point flashing the sun light, pointing to Zhang Xiaoba.
"You are Huang Meng." Zhang xiaobase walked to the distance yellow down, 20 meters or so place stopped.
"I have an idea, I don't know if you want it or not." Huang Meng said.
Zhang xiaobase hesitated and nodded.
"I want to choose with you alone. If you lose, the love flower city will be mine. If I die, please let my soldiers go." Huang Meng said, the voice with a trace of sadness.
This man once again let him look at each other, is a man, Zhang Xiaoba thought.
"I give you the chance to leave, you don't go, why." Asked Zhang Xiaoba.
"It's my life. I either killed you or was killed. In short, everything can't escape." Huang Meng said.
Zhang Xiaoba nodded and said, "as long as your soldiers put down their weapons, I will never kill them."
Huang Meng nodded, turned around and said to the soldiers behind him, "today, the first world war won. If I die, you put down your weapons and go home directly."
The soldiers behind were silent, feeling that something touched their heads, pain, special pain.
"Start." Huang Meng said.
Zhang xiaobase nodded, and suddenly a sword appeared in his hand. The double colored sword was covered with thunder arc. The light was shining, even brighter than the sun.
The back of Yelv idle lips tightly closed, a hand dead grasp the long knife in the hand, the expression is dignified.He knew that this was just the beginning, and he hoped that today would be a good start.
Huang Meng's long sword was raised high. The horse neigh through the sky. Yang got up with his head high. Then, he rushed over with an incredible speed.
The long knife brings a cold wind, which ripples in the air and spreads quickly.
Before the knife fell, the cold wind had blown over Zhang Xiaojian's body, blowing all Zhang Xiaojian's clothes.
The soldiers behind Zhang Xiaojian couldn't help stepping back two steps. However, he still did not move at the same time, as if his legs had taken root. Her clothes are floating like a fairy.
Huang Meng's roar, like a bolt from the blue, hit the stone walls on both sides, and then rippled in waves.
It feels like a tiger on the verge of death, struggling in the final, desolate, vicissitudes
The long sword fell from the sky with silver light, and it has covered Zhang Xiaojian below. It seems that Zhang Xiaojian should be unavoidable.
At this time, Zhang Xiaojian's body suddenly flickered, bringing up a golden light.
At that moment, the green cloud sword in his hand suddenly became bright. The light of the two colors kept flashing. It even integrated with the golden light, and went straight into the silver light.
The blood mist rose, the sword fell to the ground, a man fell down from the horse heavily, but before people could see clearly, the figure was engulfed by a red flame.
The world is silent. Zhang Xiaojian appears not far behind Huang Meng. There is still blood left on the green cloud sword. The blood drops on the ground, like the tears of the devil.
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