The God

its 084: The assistance of two old uncles

"It's not good!" When Cheng Xingxing saw Lin Shaowu rushing into the battlefield, he immediately jumped up in a hurry. What is Lin Shaowu's ability? There will be no second person in the divine door who knows better than him. Long Lao Long has told him that in front of Lin Shaowu, the generals of the hundred generals are useless and can only rely on military tactics for a while. However, if there is no advantage of military tactics, the generals of the hundred generals are completely a piece of cake for Lin Shaowu.

Sure enough, when he rushed into the regiment, the situation immediately reversed, from the original Wu Zhao's slight advantage to a one-sided situation. Long Lao alone fought against several officers, and with the siege of other soldiers, it was dangerous for a while. The fierce cattle scattered and attacked the soldiers around him. Ordinary soldiers kept flying up or falling to the ground in screams, but only the officer-level soldiers had the power to resist them. Although the single tree sound and the soldiers in yellow clothes were fierce. However, the number was far less than that of the other party. Although he had an advantage just now, Lin Shaowu rushed in, the stick was raised, the horse's head was split, and the human bones were broken, and no one could stop it.

"Brothers, let's fight until the last man!" At this time, the sound of the single tree suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Death, let's die vigorously!"

"Vinvous!" Under the leadership of the two elders, the altar masters shouted in unison, staring at the battlefield with red eyes one by one, and their soldiers rushed to the enemy desperately.

"If it goes on like this, although we can win, the casualties will be too great." Wu Zhao looked at it and shook his head, "Forget it, the game is over..."

Before the voice fell, a clear roar suddenly came. From the direction of the gate, a figure rushed to him, but he was an old man in his sixties. His eyes were bright and he ran like thunder. He put a steel glove on each of his hands, and each finger had a sharp claw-shaped blade of a foot long, shining cold light in the sun.

" Stop it!" As he roared, the old man ran over. At the edge of the square, he split his claws and looked up to the sky and shouted, "A outsider, this is the territory of the wonderful door. If you want to be wild here, ask me if you want to do it first!"

In an instant, hundreds of blue and yellow gates emerged from the old man's side, but the door did not open. The old man's eyes were fierce, he looked at Wu Zhao from a distance, and said loudly, "That young man, I can feel that you have the power of a general of no less than a thousand people, so please think about it carefully. If you fight with me, what are the chances of winning?"

Wu Zhao looked at the hundreds of doors with a solemn expression on his face for the first time.

"I didn't expect that a small rural place would make me..."

He smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head gently, and suddenly said loudly, "Long Meng, An Lao, Master, recruit!"

Lin Shaowu didn't say a word. After swinging a stick and beating several surrounding officers out, he withdrew from the regiment and returned to Wu Zhao in a blink of an eye. After looking at the hundreds of doors beside the old man in surprise, Long Meng and An Yuzhen hurriedly commanded their soldiers and beast soldiers and slowly retreated in the chaos.

The generals on the side of Shenmiaomen were at a loss by the sudden situation, but he also knew that since the other side wanted to withdraw his troops, he must not chase them again, so he commanded his soldiers and slowly retreated. The two sides retreated together, and the battle soon stopped.

Long Lao gasped and slowly retreated with the soldiers. He took a few breaths and whispered, "It's so close. If you delay a little longer, maybe the old man will be finished here."

Cheng Xing and a group of teenagers stood behind the door of the hall with a shocked expression on their faces, while Mulan, who stood beside the single tree sound, found that the single tree sound's face had become extremely gloomy, which made her feel strange. You know, in the face of a strong enemy, the single tree sound has been laughing, but at this time...

She was very puzzled: "How can this two old uncle be such a powerful general?" As soon as the door owner saw him, why did he become so..."

That's right, the old man who rushed here was the old man who planted flowers under Longyin Mountain. At this moment, the long cigarette bag was inserted diagonally behind his back, and what appeared on his face was no longer the usual appearance of the old man in the countryside, but an extremely scary and fierce expression.

His eyes radiated cold light. Although there was a smile on his face, the smile seemed more or less ferocious. Cheng Xing felt that this face was extremely similar to that of the villainous opposition in ordinary movies. Through the mirror of the battlefield, he magnified the old man's face, and Cheng Xing couldn't help shivering. This time, it was not because of excitement, but simply feeling fear.

In the wonderful door, except for the sound of the door owner's single tree, no one looked at the old man with consterling eyes. Some people have also seen this old man who grows flowers when they go down the mountain, but no one can imagine that this old man who is not amazing looks is such a great general!

Elder Liu took a general look and felt that there were at least more than 200 doors next to Shuangchi. He couldn't help exclaiming secretly, while Elder Wang muttered, "Oh, my God, even if it is calculated by one door, this brother is also a thousand-person general!"

Soldiers have to rush out of the tiger rune space through the door, and this door is not as much as they want. According to common sense, if anything can be created in the tiger rune space, a door can be generated, and a second door can be generated only when the number reaches a certain level. For example, when the number reaches ten people, Only then will the second door be born, so that all the soldiers can rush out as quickly as possible in an emergency.

That is to say, for every five more soldiers added on average, you can add one more door. Generals with a large number of soldiers can have more doors, but when using them, they do not necessarily have to open all of them, because the door is just a channel connecting the real world and the tiger charm space. If you only open one door, you can also walk out of thousands of them. Ten thousand horses.

At present, more than 200 doors have appeared around Shuangchi, which means that this old man is at least a thousand-level general.

However, I'm afraid this is not the case, because no one is sure whether the old man can let more doors appear.

Except for those teenagers present, they are all mature generals, and everyone can clearly feel the power emanating from other generals. The old man faintly exudes a frightening and powerful force behind the door, which makes everyone think that there will never be only five soldiers behind the door.

Or, that will never be the ordinary five soldiers.

"Two uncles..." Cheng Xingxing looked at the old man's face and muttered in a low voice, "How can... How can it be so powerful?"

"It's no wonder." Mulan sighed in his heart, "No wonder I think this old man is unusual. It turns out to be a hidden master. But why is the doorkeeper more nervous and uneasy than facing Wu Zhao and others when he sees him coming?

"This old gentleman, are you really going to send a head for such a small country door?" Wu Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Shuangchi with a smile. The steel claw fingers in Shuangchi's hand moved in turn, constantly reflecting the sun, and smiled gloomily: "Young man, at a young age, you have reached the level of a thousand people. It seems that you are not an ordinary person. Listen to my advice and leave quickly. Nothing happened before. Otherwise, ask the unrelated soldiers to retreat. How about you and I borrow this mountain and have a big war?

"Borrow this mountain" "to have a big war", these words have clearly shown the identity of Shuangchi, and it can see Wu Zhao's level at a glance, which also shows his good skills. The wonderful door is happy that he can add such a powerful help to the sky, and Wu Zhao slowly smiled.

"Forget it." He shook his head slowly and waved his hand: "Six people, put away the soldiers, let's go."

"Go?" Long Meng was stunned, "Is this the way you left? No..."

"Rumble." An Yuzhen stared at him and said, "If you say it, don't talk nonsense."

Long suddenly swallowed the second half of the sentence and closed his mouth tightly. He just stared at the generals of the wonderful door, which seemed to mean: Good boy, wait for me. Sooner or later I will come back to deal with you!

Lin Shaowu retreated to Wu Zhao and whispered, "Just give up like this?"

"Anyway, it hasn't been collected yet." Wu Zhao said lightly, "Now that we are in conflict with them, I think we should also win, but the loss must be very big. If it's hard to gnaw, just put it at the end. Moreover, if they are smart, they may be able to find it for us. At that time, we don't have to work too much, just grab it.

"I see." Lin Shaowu nod his head.

Shuangchi sneered: "This is what smart people do." The hundreds of doors around him disappeared in the air. He slowly stepped forward and came to the center of the square, blocking between the two sides. He looked at Wu Zhao and said, "I don't know what you are thinking, but as long as there is an old man here for a day, you can't easily bully Shenmiaomen."

"I'm offended." Wu Zhao didn't say much. He just smiled faintly. After arching his hand, he turned around and left. Three subordinates followed him and went out.

When he was about to go out of the gate, Lin Shaowu turned around and took a look at Long Lao. His eyes were quite complicated. After sighing, he finally turned around and strode away.

It was not until Wu Zhao and his party went out of the door and completely disappeared from everyone's sight that the generals of Shenmiaomen took a breath. Everyone wanted to rush over and thank Shuangchi, but at this time, they realized that they were not qualified enough, so they all looked at the single tree.

The single tree sounded with a gloomy face and walked forward slowly. The expression was by no means like thanking. Everyone looked at it in a frenze. They didn't know what kind of wind the door owner was.

"I want to thank you for the wonderful door first." The sound of the single tree came to Shuangchi. First, he bowed, then raised his head and stared at the old man's eyes: "When did you come?"

"It's been a long time, half a year." Shuangchi smiled bitterly and looked a little gloomy.

"Look at this dress, it seems to be a farmer from the countryside." Shan Shusheng's tone was quite unfriendly, "What, you are a master who dominates the world and wants to establish a great career. You are a tycoon who dominates one side. Don't you want your great ideal?"

People were stunned. Cheng Xing looked at this scene through the mirror of the battlefield, with more than 1.8 million question marks in his heart.