Chu Jie looked at Su Shiyilu in surprise.

If it were a few years ago, he would never have dreamed that the four words "written away" would be said from the old guy Su Shiyilu - how arrogant was Su Shiyilu? Relying on his talent, he regarded the human ethics that the world values ​​as a bunch of nonsense. What he trampled on was the rules! Let such a arrogant and arrogant person take the initiative to surrender?

Hahaha, Chu Jie felt that the possibility of killing Su Shiyilu was much greater than that of convincing the other party and admitting defeat.

Seeing that Chu Jie did not respond immediately, Su Shiyilu quickly pulled down his face: "What, the general refuses?"

Chu Jie turned the knife with one hand, and the air blade brought by the blade flew across Su Shiyilu's temples. He bent his elbow and wiped the blade with metal scales to create sparks. The moment the sparks splashed, the muscles of the one-arm suddenly tensed, and the hundred-foot sword shadow slashed at the pretentious enemy without any warning.

"Okay, for the long-term friendship between you and me, I will buy you one free discount this time, and all three heads belong to you."

Chu Jie took on the job with a smile.

Su Shiyilu lowered his head, he could write a tombstone on this matter.

The sword shadow broke through the air, with a fierce momentum. The sharpness carried by this attack could make people fight. Unexpectedly, several people at high altitude did not dodge or avoid, allowing the sword shadow to kill him in front of him. They really didn't need to dodge, because this attack had no lethal power at this moment!

It seems to be splitting the sky and the earth, but after getting close, there is only a pleasant breeze that blows red tassels in the temples. This is the dead rule of the "sand table battlefield" that limits both the enemy and us. The enemy cannot sneak attack Chu Jie's troops before the start of the game, and Chu Jie's sword will not hurt them.

However, it is enough to use it for provocation.

The enemy general in the leader was finally willing to give Chu Jie a little more eyes, but he just looked at Su Shiyilu with contempt and looked down on the blue face, but said unfortunately: "Why do you have to go all the way to the black? Everything Kang Guo did to Shiwu is blood debt. Today you refuse to rebel against her. Shen Youli will be the ones in the future. In the future, the Wanwu will be sucked by Kang Guo's bones and marrow, and it will never be restored."

Su Shiyilu sneered: "Silly thing, who do you look down on?"

I may not have reacted in the early years.

After so many years, no matter how slow it is, it is time to find that Kang State is secretly cutting off the firewood. The Shiwu nobles are slave owners. Kang State has been using various policies to attract the slaves at the bottom of Shiwu. The former slave owners either died in the war or were "influenced" afterwards. Only the surrendered old nobles could protect some of their interests and be enthroned in the local government of Wuzhou by Rong.

Is this Kang Guo’s compromise?

No, this is just a slow-tempered strategy to cut flesh with a blunt knife.

There were no slaves in name, and the lower class commoners only had Kang Guoliang's family, which was not the property of the old nobles, nor was it the property of the old nobles. The slaves applauded, and the slave's descendants joined the Zhechong Mansion with the resources provided by Kang Guo, and were on par with the old nobles' descendants, even overwhelmed the latter. Think about it, what did the old nobles have done before? These slaves really won't take revenge?

Haha, of course I'm afraid.

Trembling, unable to sleep at night.

Even Su Shiyilu was filled with fear, and the old nobles of Shiwu were ready to collapse at any time, and they took the opportunity to go out independently. To put it bluntly, Shiwu and Kangguo were not the same as Su Shiyilu could not be the same as Shen Youli.

But, I'm afraid of comparison in everything.

Chen Youli will be sucked by bones and marrow, but at least she has a life. Moreover, the population growth in Wuzhou in recent years has exceeded the highest in recent hundreds of years. These Su Shiyilu saw it, and even some stubborn elements have quietly changed their minds. Even if they oppose Kang Guo, they cannot oppose it now. They have to wait for thirty or fifty years to restore the vitality of the ten Wu in their essence and blood. Let’s talk about what happened next.

Chu Jie Youyou reminded him: "Don't affect morale."

Su Shiyilu's attitude will affect the morale of the Wuzhou army's military soldiers.

"You need to remind me about this?"

Su Shiyilu rolled her eyes in her heart.

The enemy general seemed very interested in Su Shiyilu, and was not completely furious when he was called a "stupid guy". He was willing to give Su Shiyilu a chance: "As long as the general is willing, the position of Chehou is in his pocket, and the ten-miao can master the national seal and establish a country."

This promise is quite tempting.

It is also the bargaining chip that can most impress Su Shiyilu.

Whether it is Shiwu or Beimo, other foreign races have been in barren land for more than a thousand years, and have always been foreign races rather than countries. The fundamental reason is that they do not have a national seal and have been rejected by other countries.

If Su Shiyilu had agreed in the past.

I have been studying for many years now, but now I am different.

"...Wu, really think I'm a three-year-old fool? What do the central aristocratic families pursue? There are no poor families in the top grade, no inferior families? All our own people can only get a inferior grade, let alone none of our race? If you really believe your nonsense, you are really brainless."

Don’t brag or not, and to touch your conscience, Kang Guo has been the country with the best attitude towards foreign races for more than a thousand years. Kang Guo is willing to spend time playing a game of cutting off firewood. Other countries don’t want to pay attention to Shiwu. When they lack experience, they will remember that there are several foreign experience packs living next door. If you have nothing to do, they will come and try it.

The central continent's attitude towards aliens will only be worse.

Any verbal promise can turn against you at any time.

Su Shiyilu refused twice, and the enemy general finally got angry and said indifferently: "I don't know how to live or die, go to the underworld to repent!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and flew out of his sleeves a ball of martial arts.

This group of martial arts stopped in mid-air.

Chu Jie strode forward, and a illusory golden dragon shadow burst out from his palm, and the dragon shadow flew into the martial arts. At the moment when the two merged, time seemed to be forcibly suspended on the "sand table battlefield", and a cold reminder that neither a man nor a woman sounded in everyone's ears.

[The battlefield rectification is completed, the warring parties are ready.]

【Countdown – 】

【ten!】

【Nine!】

【eight!】

As the countdown began, the time when this illusory space paused again. The enemy general was the leader rubbed the hilt pattern of the knife, and his eyes were locked at Chu Jie below. Su Shiyiluyang made a unique utensil with iron-gray all over his hand. It was not a common bone hammer, but a thing that looked like a long cone - a four-edged armor-breaking cone! The gun body consisted of dozens of intertwined dragons.

Chu Jie glanced at Yu Guang.

This thing is used to break the heavy armor. Judging from this special shape, Chu Jie used his toes to know who Su Shiyilu was working on this thing: "Do you understand how to dance?"

Su Shiyilu grinned.

"You'll know if you try it back?"

After one vertex, he brought Chu Jie's brain out!

【three!】

【two!】

【one!】

At the moment when the countdown ended, Kang Shiqi took two [Five Virtues of Generals]. The Xuanwu Formation tightened inside and showed a heavy barrier to the outside. Chu Jie soared into the sky like an arrow from the string, and the enemy general led by him also rushed down at the same time. At the moment when the two martial arts collided, the valley shook open all around the sky and the sun and the thick fog was like a lotus blooming. The enemy general said angrily: "Overbial power, I'm looking for death!"

The moment the five-colored light penetrated Su Shiyilu's body, he also threw it out with a gun after Chu Jie. As soon as the special armor-breaking cone gun left his hand, the dragon came alive and separated smoothly in the air.

The sharp and harsh dragon roar makes people feel dazed.

The martial arts are like a cow entering the sea of ​​mud, and the naked eye can see that it slows down.

This spurt dragon has a sharp force.

No matter how thick the martial arts armor meets this thing, once the opponent breaks the defense, it will pierce the armor to the flesh, recover blood, and blood will surge like a spring! Su Shiyilu's shot is still heading towards the enemy's forehead! Well, before hitting Chu Jie, use the enemy to practice his hands first.

"Damn it, old bastard!"

When the enemy general was the leader to talk about his sister and even said the four words "the hatred of killing a son", Su Shiyilu had only one thought left in his mind - no one of these people could be kept!

On the battlefield below, the morale clouds above the Wushu's head turned into Xuanwu's shadow. The turtle's back was as thick as a mountain, and its limbs were cast by iron, and it stood tall. Under the turtle's back, more than a thousand archers bent their bows and arrows, ready to go. Only the dense buzzing sounded in their ears, dense rain of arrows roared like ferocious beasts, gushing into all directions of the valley. The head of the Xuanwu turtle poked out, and a heart-wrenching roar was heard.

The enemy scribes on the battlefield of the transformed sand table were slightly surprised.

Unexpectedly, Kang's troops would react so quickly. Judging from their formation and attack, they were not even in a panic stage. It seemed that they had learned about his literati's way in advance, and they came prepared this time. Little did they know that Kang's first time this time.

Wu Zu's reaction was so calm, purely because he had seen too much.

The people are keen on the "sand table battlefield", how can there be few military camps?

Zhechong Prefectures in various places have various exercises every year. Although it is a great pleasure to win, it will be reviewed and analyzed by various types of people if they lose.

This time, it was just a chess piece from a spectator to a game.

What a panic?

Not only are they not panic, but they also have special starting rules for the "sand table battlefield". They don't have to worry about the enemy's sneak attacks. They can ease their emotions during the opening interval, adjust their queues, and ensure high morale.

"What Xuanwu Formation? It's just a turtle with its head hunch."

Looking at the almost airtight military formation below, a trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the enemy scholar, he quickly pinched his hand and recited the Yan Ling in his mouth. As the Yan Ling poured out, countless light filaments like dragon beards turned into under him, extending all the way to all directions of the battlefield. These filaments gathered into ten feet of stone pillars in all directions, and the column bodies were suspended in different styles of birds and beasts.

"Form a formation and behead!"

A ray of wind blew up somewhere, and the long filaments of stone pillars spread to the battlefield downward, but not at the Kang State's troops, but at the central Allied troops surrounding the shrinking line from all directions of the valley.

These filaments are lighter than spider silk.

It falls on people but becomes an invincible puppet silk.

The scribes can use these silk threads to let the martial masters hear their commands and minimize errors in order dispatching. Kang Shi guessed the function of these silk threads at a glance and said: "... This must be captured alive, so Luan Gongyi owe two favors."

I guess Qin Li will be interested.

Qin Li's [Clouds and Skyscrapers] can use heavy fog to interfere with the enemy's sight and command their own troops. However, the main body of the operation still depends on the military soldiers themselves, which is a great test of the cooperation between the scholars and the military soldiers. These puppet filaments seem to be different, and even this step is saved. Such ability to be beneficial to the battlefield, Kang Shi boldly speculated that even if the owner of the scholar's way is not perfect, it will be soon...

He is not in a hurry yet.

Su Shiyilu roared: "Kang Jishou--"

Not in a hurry to see such a big tiger-headed guillotine falling from the sky?

An enemy soldier came from the direction of the head of the Xuanwu turtle, and a dazzling light burst out from the formation. The morale cloud instantly melted into a majestic tiger-headed guillotine, and the falling position happened to be the head of the Xuanwu formation. Su Shiyilu curled his finger, and one of the dragons in the armor-breaking cone gun turned a right angle in the mid-air conditioner, and dinged it in the tiger-headed guillotine body. The tiger shadow whistled in pain.

Kang Shi didn't even tick his eyelids.

He said lightly: "I'm afraid of a bird!"

Not to mention that the variants of the Xuanwu Array are covered with thick scale armor. Even if this tiger-headed guillotine can use the power of falling to break through mountains and seas, Kang Shi can still choose to shrink. When it is time to shrink its head, what kind of turtle is it? Su Shiyilu's blow did not ease the falling trend of the tiger-headed guillotine, and it was not even able to deviate it a little bit. It just fell straight, hitting the ground and raising more than ten feet of smoke and dust.
To be continued...