Chapter 104 The First in the World and the Second in the World
Why is Guo Ameng called the first person in Fanyang Jianghu not seen in a hundred years?
Should eunuchs be submissive and be careful? Guo Ameng is not. He has been loyal to serving the Huangfu family for 70 years. Isn't he stained with dragon gas when serving the emperor? Huangfu's family is the peak of Fanyang's power. What's the difference between him and the supreme emperor in Fanyang? In the past 20 years, has anyone dared to disobey him?
The 500 riders in front of us are really not enough to see!
Five hundred riders rushed to kill quickly. Guo Ameng, who was riding on the horse, turned over and got off the horse, stood in the snow with his waist down, and put his hands in each other's sleeves, like a little old man waiting to die. In the face of the cavalry dismancing, isn't this looking for death? The cavalry's battle against the pawn is a condescending chopping advantage. If the cavalry of the two sides fights, if one side falls under the horse, it will either be broken by the iron hooves of the war horse or cut off the head by the samurai, and the defeat is established.
Pang Zhun sneered at the high-speed charge. This old man is really confused. Is the red python robe amazing? Guo Invincible, the former chief eunuch? Ha ha, can you stand the warrior's take turns to attack?
In those years, Guo Amon personally drafted a set of methods to deal with the top martial artists in the world, that is, the wheel of the sea of people and did not give him a chance to breathe. When Wufu's cultivation has reached the extreme, he can resonate with heaven and earth. His breath is long and his blood is abundant. It is not a fantasy to shake Kunlun with one hand 800 miles a day. But he still can't help rushing up the wheels in turn. If the long gas pulse stops halfway, it will be fatal. The giant elephant is so powerful that it still can't withstand the siege of jackals.
You Guo Ameng once divided the realm by the number of one person against Jiashi, so today weigh how many you, the first person in the world, can be worth!
The old man in the cavalry is a few steps away, the horse is fast, and the charge of hundreds of riders is coming. It is rare to be able to do it without changing its color.
The warriors raised their knives, and bloodthirsty light appeared in their eyes.
The next moment, there seemed to be a muffled thunder.
Guo Ameng's big black command suddenly bulged, and the red python robe was shocking. With him as the center, it seemed to set off a thousand-layer waves and roll up white snow and black sand. The moment he stepped out and landed on the foot, the momentum was greater than that of 500 cavalry and horses, and the momentum of the war horse charging stopped for a moment.
Then the old eunuch gathered like a bow, supported the ground with one foot, and threw out a whip leg, which was turned into countless arrows by his bulging white snow and black sand, compared to using a machine to bracket the bow. The arrows launched by the crossbow are more rapid and powerful. The black and white arrows infused with his nearly 100 years of cultivation soared against the unabated cavalry, and only heard a burst of broken flesh and blood. The sound of the hole rushed to the front hundreds of horses to free up a dazzling blood fog, and the war horses mourned and carried the warriors to fall down.
After the arrow made of white snow and black sand penetrated the armor and pierced the warrior's body, it burst like gunpowder, which was caused by the spirit of the old eunuch. In an instant, hundreds of warriors were killed, and the subsequent hundreds of riders suddenly stopped and stopped ten feet in front of the old eunuch.
Pang Zhun's face twitched, and the light old eunuch seemed to see a demon.
The warrior who was killed by the old eunuch with unparalleled means died tragically. After the white snow and black sand arrows penetrated into the flesh and blood, it burst. The warrior who was hit was not only his chest and his head burst, and even his horse was not spared.
Hot blood splashed, fell on the white snow and made a squeaky melting sound, and then melted into the sand. It is said that the sand of this Shahezhou is mixed with the corpses of 100,000 dragons who were burned to death by the founding emperor of Fanyang, so the grass does not produce sand and black. After the blood falls, the snow melts absorbs blood and glows black luster.
The old eunuch put his hands in his sleeves, took a step forward slowly, and staggered.
The remaining 300 riders took a step back.
The old eunuchs took a step further, and the warriors retreated.
What an absurd scene. The majestic elite cavalry in armor was forced to retreat by an unarmed ricke old man.
Guo Ameng smiled femininely, and his wrinkled face looked like a dry old chrysanthemum. He smiled grimly: "General Pang, do you really want to fill this bottomless pit with countless lives?"
"I might as well tell you that the last person in Fanyang Jianghu killed 1,392A in one go, but in front of me, he was slapped and smashed his head without holding out 50 moves."
Pang Zhun's heart is like sinking in the abyss.
The second prince has raised their 20,000 armored soldiers under pressure for so many years, just like casting a sword. Will he break it for the first time in battle? His long-cherished wish to become the next imperial general, and he will also be in vain?
How evil is the peerless master who can kill more than 1,300 warriors in one go and is easily smashed by the old eunuch?
The old eunuch looked up at him, and he looked down at the old eunuch, but Pang knew clearly that Guo Amon wanted to take his life, and he could not resist at all.
"General Pang, I'm old, and I can't see the tragic death at a young age. Why don't we take a step back? As long as the descendant surnamed Ye over there is safe and Li is at your disposal, I will stand with my hands in my sleeves and take a nap to watch the play. How about that? The old eunuch smiled kindly and gently.
Indeed, these people are the Jiashi of the second prince. He can't really kill him. After all, the second prince is also surnamed Huangfu!
A drop of cold sweat on Pang Zhun's forehead rolled into his eyes, which was so painful, but he did not dare to act. He endured and said, "Your Highness, the Second Prince, didn't explain it like this!"
"But that's what Your Majesty told me!" The old eunuch, who has been alive, told a painless lie, "Today, the emperor is not dead yet, and your master is too anxious!"
Pang Zhun frowned and his eyes appeared thoughtfully.
The old eunuch stretched out his finger in the direction of the imperial capital, "General Pang, you see, now that the sky is far away, the emperor's family is waiting for the news over there, and no one knows what happened. Just take a step back. How about you and I?"
Guo Ameng looked at him at the corners of his eyes, and his outstretched fingernails were sharp, like a sharp knife raised. With this fierce look and sharp nails, it is easy to read two words - threat.
Pang Zhun dared to be sure that if he didn't, the old monster would cut his throat with his nails.
"Then listen to Grandpa Guo!" Pang Zhun, who was hard but not soft, nodded in a low voice, took back the knife and scabbard, and ordered the warrior behind him to retreat.
Guo Amon nodded with satisfaction.
"Do you dare to ask your majesty what you mean, General Bao Beichen's night stars?"
"Isn't the second prince also want to protect the night stars?" The old eunuch asked a rhetorical question.
Pang Zhun suddenly laughed: "It turned out to be a misunderstanding. I just offended Grandpa Guo. I hope you have a lot. Please forgive me!"
"Small things, small things!" Guo Ameng withdrew his hands and put his hands in his sleeves again, suffing his waist like a rich old man.
Killing more than 100 warriors casually is still a trivial matter?
General Pang has official duties, so don't bother him anymore! I'm watching the play. General Pang, please take care of yourself!"
"The last general will leave!" Pang Zhun bowed his hand to salute, turned the horse's head, and left.
The old eunuch narrowed his eyes and saw them leave. He grinned and said, "Young people in Fanyang are not as good as a generation. Is the Jianghu more severely suppressed?"
"That's all. After the death of the old man, after 50 or 60 years, the world will be at its peak again. However, before my death, there is no martial artist in Fanyang Jianghu!"
The old eunuch cringed his waist and walked trembling towards the top of the gentle slope. He staggered, dragged behind his command to the ground, smoothed his footprints, leaving no trace.
Pang Zhun, who was galloping on the horse, gave a gloomy order: "Send my order, and the Peking University Camp will transfer another 3,000 armored soldiers!"
The old eunuch lied to him. How did he tell the truth to the old eunuch?
The order given to him by the second prince is that Li Qing Qiu, the governor of the Cang navy, and Ye Xingchen, General Beichen, will die!
But now there is Guo Amon, who is powerful and perverted like evil, and things are too difficult. But the military order fell like a mountain, and he had to follow!
Is it enough to risk 3,000 people to block Guo Amon's deep pit?
If three thousand armors are not enough, then six thousand armors, and if six thousand armors are not enough, 10,000 armors! This old eunuch's flesh and blood body is not iron, and can he run down from the rotation of countless armored soldiers?
The military against Jianghu Wufu is nothing more than the wheel tactics of the sea of people. It is also the first to judge the grade by the number of Wufu against Jiashi, which is also the first of Guo Ameng!
Ten armor lower grade, 100 armor middle grade, and more than 100 armor is the top grade, which risk thousands of lives. Try how many armors you can hurt and how many products you can draw!
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After spending nearly five years in the far north, he has seen the most powerful cavalry, the most powerful war horse, and the most cohesive battlefield. The small fights of more than 200 people can't enter his eyes at all.
He once followed the first person of the barbarian to learn knife skills, and sharpened his knife skills with the former barbarian prince. He once rode the barbarian man in armor and galloped on the grassland with horse armor, and fought selflessly on the battlefield where tens of thousands of cavalry charged.
His surname is Ye, not Liang. He is the son of the Ye family in Mengyang Yeguo. He is a lonely aristocrat exiled outside, a magician with the most noble bloodline, not the dung begling who is called the Star Prince in Shangji City.
Now he is General Fanyang Beichen, and now he is on the battlefield.
For Mengyang's top killers like Xiaowu and Liuzi, the attacks of ordinary warriors are as ridiculous as children's fights. They all disoate against the enemy, and the war horses are more cumbersome to them.
The short and fat little five smiled naively. The soldiers of the Cang navy thought that the short and fat man was coming to give away people's heads on the battlefield and were about to cut off their heads, but they didn't expect that the fat man jumped up in the air like a meat mountain. His legs were horse-like, stepping on a Cang navy cavalryman and a horse into the mud, which was filled with strength. His feet broke the spine of the war horse, and the immediate warrior turned into a pool of flesh and blood.
Blood splashed on Xiao Wuyi's face, and his face was full of samurai's blood. He grinned like a fierce butcher.
Unlike Xiaowu's tyranny, Liuzi's methods are too gentle, and this thin and dull man is always twisted like a steel bar. His face was expressionless, his eyes were deep in his eyes, and he rushed into the fierce cavalry in front of him with fists. The strange six sons slapped the horse on the horse's head, and the heavily beaten war horse was stammered to the ground, penetrating the warrior on his back.
With these two masters who are proficient in killing, the ghost warriors under the command of Night Star have an advantage.
Li Qingqi, who passed by with Ye Xingchen, strangled the war horse and looked around. Seeing the Cang navy warriors at a disadvantage, he said fearlessly, "I didn't expect that Fanyang had such a martial artist? Thanks to you, Liang Xingchen, you can attract it!"
"Dad was right. No matter how many elite soldiers you raise, it is better to recruit a master of martial arts. In such a small-scale battle, Jianghu masters are more threatening!"
"You have a master of Jianghu, don't I have it? How can you know the accumulation of my navy in so many years? Li Qingqi's handsome face is as ferocious as a ghost.
With his words, a sharp eagle falcon roared in the vast sky, and a giant eagle hovered in the air and gradually fell. A figure jumped down from the back of the eagle, more than a hundred feet away from the ground, as light as a leaf, and slowly fell down.
is a bald middle-aged man. He is not good-looking, but he stabbed a winged eagle on the top of his head and stabbed directly on his bald head. He can't do it without being eye-catching.
The man glanced at Li Qingyu and said casually, "Listen to the little doll of the Li family. I will help you this time, and I won't owe you anything to the Li family. Originally, as soon as Li Siam died, I could get rid of my relationship with the Li family, but how could I be so kind!"
Li Qingyu smiled and said, "There is Mr. Lao Gongye. Although the Li family has withered so that there is only one younger generation left, the younger generation keeps his word. This time, Mr. Lao Gongye will take action and return your freedom afterwards!"
"You know something!" The bald man, whose full name is Gongye Eagle, glanced straight at the night stars and fell on the little five and six sons who killed the world. "Fanyang Jianghu is really boring. He was made into a pool of stagnant water by the great eunuch Guo Ameng. The two little dolls you mentioned are still from Mengyang! That's all right. After cleaning up these two little dolls for you, I'll go to Guo Ameng's bad luck!"
The bald Gongye eagle twisted its head and walked in the direction of Xiaowu and Liuzi.
Li Qingqi looked at Ye Xingchen and sneered, "Gongye Eagle, an old monster who lived nearly 100 years old, was the second master in the world when the wind of martial arts was at its peak 30 years ago! It's fair now."
Ye Xingchen raised the divine knife with a blank face and pointed it directly to Li Qing Qiu. He did not respond to his words, but told him with the most straightforward action - how to divide life and death on the battlefield.