Give a chance.

Many of them fell to the ground without even reacting.

It wasn't until the scribes from Qian Yong's account entered that the situation eased, but soon it was discovered that a third force had joined. The leader was an aggressive old man. He held a big sword in both hands and used a tornado to kill people, with guards around him.

The big insect with the courage totem on the side pounces on people when it sees people, and bites its head with two claws, and the sharp claws are as sharp as clay...

There were not many people behind him, and they all looked like bandits.

"Boy, get out of here, this is my military merit!"

The white-haired brave warrior shouted loudly, the muscles of his arms expanded and accumulated strength, and the sword energy and sonic explosion were added, and he smashed head and face into the general who had cornered the Silver Spear team leader. The team leader temporarily escaped and was able to stabilize his body, and was about to say thank you.

, and found out they were acquaintances.

"Old General Jiang?"

The leader of the Silver Spear Team, Zhao Wei, was very surprised.

Shouldn't General Jiang be on the battlefield in Sibao County?

But General Jiang didn't answer.

The old general, with unparalleled momentum, slashed at the general with a sword. The general's cultivation, experience, and momentum were not as good as the former, and he was so oppressed that he could hardly have the will to win.

This is fatal on the battlefield.

General Jiang cut off his head with one smooth stroke of his sword.

Only then did the anger in my heart dissipate a little.

He squinted his eyes and was keenly aware that there was an enemy on the battlefield who could pose a threat to him. Looking away, he saw the man wearing pajamas stained red with blood, holding a bloody corpse in his hand, with a livid face.

Face, the back molars squeezed out a murderous sneer: "Okay, you old man made me lose a general, and I will pay for it with your life today!"

General Jiang's response was nothing more than a contemptuous sneer. He picked up the bun on the head with his big sword, flicked his wrist, and threw it back.

Provocatively: "Come here!"

_(:з　∠)_

I have given up on the title, alas. At present, it is still a bit reluctant to add updates or resume double updates. Shiitake can only try to increase the number of words in each chapter.

Grandpa said this morning that the fever has gone away, and he can go check on Leather Jacket tomorrow, Tuesday, hoping it will get better.

PS: Recently, I suddenly fell in love with the male protagonist who is sincere, passionate and has high martial arts value.
Chapter completed!