Chapter 202 Meeting
As the saying goes: "Ant bites more elephants." People like black tide are organized together, which is a huge force that no one can underestimate. Once this force breaks out, it is in danger of breaking down the majestic city of Wuyun City... In particular, it is a group of people who are hungry to gnaw on the bark and grass roots. Such a group of people have the characteristics of all rebels, and their huge The destructiveness is absolutely unimaginable... Dongfang Wentian, as a generation of prime ministers, knows very well, so he has to prepare for the worst, and the whole Wuyun City is making the most rigorous preparations in silence...
Wuyun City has issued a curfew order. When the violators were found, they were arrested immediately. The soldiers and horses of the five cities and the government of the Ministry of Justice have received the highest-level secret order. Jianghu people or dangerous elements have been strictly imprisoned. If there is any abnormality, they can be arrested immediately or even beheaded... The underground fox in the city Rats are often the most sensitive to this smell, and they have disappeared early for fear of becoming unjust deaths...
The ambitionless monk stood on the mountain bag of the cyan rock, and the black stick in his hand was raised high. Countless black crowds began to **, and the footsteps of those tough men slowly moved towards the tower of Wuyun City...
"Open the door, open the door, enter the city, enter the city..."
Countless cloth shoes, straw shoes, barefoot feet on the red or cyan or yellow land, making a variety of different sounds, and then, the ensemble of a strong momentum, the dull hurricane-like sound roared towards the city, the strong momentum makes people smell and change...
Wu Ren, the president of Qian, has been promoted. His soldiers have changed from hundreds to thousands of soldiers. All kinds of strong bows and crossbows transferred from the five cities have been put in place as never before. The sharp arrowhead reflects the red light of the sunset, emitting a cold light... The miserable red sunset is like a red fireball, but there is no There is a trace of heat, as if you don't want to see that this human tragedy is about to happen...
"Master Wu, it seems that we are in trouble." The sex noble next to him stretched out his neck and whispered in Mr. Qian Wu Ren's ear, "It really can't, we..." He looked like he wanted to say and stopped, which made Mr. Qian Wu Ren, who was already irritable, couldn't help but feel angry. He kicked him fiercely and said angrily, "Fuck, when are you still in the mood to play dumb riddles for your grandfather? , if you have something to say, and fart..."
Segui endured the grievance, covered his buttocks with his hand, and made a strange gesture with a smile. He kept bending his hand with four fingers in the air... Wu Ren finally understood the chill in the erotic gesture, muttered, and his eyes rolled around his eyes... He couldn't see what he was thinking in his heart. Question mark
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Under the front finger of the black stick, the black tide under the tower is about to crash into the majestic tower... The earth seems to be trembling...
A sad roar came from the nine heavens, and its voice was like an eagle, and then poured into the eardrums of countless people and entered the hearts of countless people. In an instant, people suddenly felt stuffy in their hearts, couldn't help but turn pale, and there was a feeling of wanting to vomit...
All the shocking crowd included not only countless black crowds under the city building, but also thousands of soldiers guarding the tower. In shock, people couldn't help casting their eyes to the source of the sound...
A big black flag, I don't know when it appeared on the head of the city, and the golden dragon embroidered on Phnom Penh. A big Korean character is burning under the bloody sun... The sun is like blood, and the black flag blinds everyone's eyes, just like a black cloud rolling from the sky. Come on, and then appear in everyone's sight, as if the bloody brilliance has been sucked into the black flag...
It seems to feel some strange air machine. The eyes of the mountain-like unreatening monk's eyes are shrinking, and the black stick draws a strange arc...
The vibration of the air machine in the air makes these people who have been extremely skilled in the migration of thousands of miles understand the meaning of the breath... There is no chaos. After a little **, it slowly stops... If a long-lived general sees this scene, what will happen? What kind of idea...
Countless people in dirty clothes raised their heads to find the source of pressure that made them faintly feel stressed, and all their eyes were fixed. At this moment, the black flag of hunting in the burning sunset on the head of the city...
What kind of person made this black wave-like sea of people stop moving forward? ......
In fact, the trembling came not only from the crowd at the head of the city, but also from the thousands of soldiers waiting at the head of the city. They felt that their muscles were contracting, which became tense because of tension... After a moment, the blood in the heart became boiling, and then flowed into the heart and began to have a fever. Some people's eyes are on the black flag and a mountain-like figure under the flag...
A person's name appeared in everyone's mind, which is
The character who can make them feel extremely proud both physically and mentally, and also the military of the entire Xuanhuang Dynasty is extremely proud. His name exists in everyone's heart - Han Jian. It was Han Jian, who was the leader of the interior at that time. It is also a rapidly rising tomorrow's star in the dynastic army... Long hair and black flags are rolling. People don't care about looking directly at his hard and iron face, lest they will be stabbed by his sword-like eyes...
Dozens of extremely tough soldiers and soldiers have moved quickly and have joined thousands of people's of troops like sand. Thousands of teams that were originally wanted to be distracted are like being hooked up by a solid cylinder liner and summoning up new courage...
"Those who retreat will die, and those who defend the city will live." The eight-word order came from under the black flag, deep and powerful. Although simple, it has a tough and irrefutable binding force...
The lines on the faces of the armored soldiers and generals began to bend down, and their hearts calmed down, and their hands holding knives and guns calmed down... The soldiers had given up any other ideas and rematched against the black crowds that could not be seen under the city... Because they all knew that obeying orders was their only The choice of...
The four-man-carrying Lianyun crossbow aimed again at the crowd below in a ah, and the cold light of knives and guns made people feel chilling... There was a trace of madness in the burning eyes in the blood... The people under the city had a strange feeling. Although they were facing the same team, they felt that the team on the tower seemed to have changed. A new soul, or like a dead person coming back to life... If they collide with the city now, they will definitely fall the bodies of countless people...
People say that a sheep leads a group of lions, then this group of lions is a group of weak sheep, a group of sheep is led by a lion, then this group of sheep is a group of fierce lions...
Wu Ren, the president of Qian, no longer had any idea. His footsteps were as vigorous as if he had changed a different person. The meteor had walked under the black flag, bent down respectfully and said loudly, "Wu Ren, the guard commander of the North City, see the commander."
The lines on Han Jian's face are like chiseled out with an axe. Each of them is full of manly temperament. His eyes are bright, just like a fire burning in the depths of his eyes. His long hard, thick and dark hair dances with the wind, and a long sword pierced into the dark sky, full of an incomparable atmosphere. Potential...
Han Jian's eyes stopped on Wu Ren's body for a moment, but Wu Ren felt as if it had been a long time. In silence, the latter felt a faint soreness in his spine, like a light on his back...
"Well, go and take precautions. Leave everything here to me." Han Jian said softly. However, Wu Ren seemed to be relieved. He answered and turned to walk towards his camp. As soon as the cool wind blew, he felt that his body was cold. When he touched it, he was all wet. He felt that every thought could not be hidden from the other party's eyes...
Han Jian stood on the head of the city, with a slight signal, and a fierce general standing behind him shouted, "Please take your heads out and speak..."
In the rolling black crowd, the aimless monk with a black stick appeared in front of the crowd. He looked up at the figure under the big black banner burning in his eyes, and there was a slight solemn look in his eyes. Their master has a wild intuition. He can feel how terrible the young man standing above the gate under the black flag is... Although, they have never been masked... And this strange feeling is also in Han Jian. They should belong to the same category...
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No one noticed that several figures were quietly squeezed into at the end of the black crowd. They squeezed left and right in the crowd, trying to break through the countless crowd... It was annoying, and finally, a young and crisp voice sounded.
"How can we go back to so many people?" The speaker is a beautiful girl with an extremely handsome face, but strangely, her eyes are green. Founder's Wuyuncheng accent finally attracted the attention of others. People in various clothes around looked at these very strange people strangely... A big man with an extremely black figure like an iron tower, his eyes were like copper bells, and the pressure was released, which made people dare not approach. He looked calm and had a harmless smile. In the year, a beautiful girl and a little girl with green eyes finally attracted people's attention. People gathered their eyes towards the city and looked at these strange people strangely...
"Brother Feng, why do these people look at us like this?" Green said coquettishly. She reached out to drag Han Feng's sleeves and squeezed into the crowd... There was a trace of solemnity in Han Feng's eyes and said, "Greener, don't mess around. These people should have come from northern Xinjiang." While talking, he turned his eyes to the beautiful girl beside him...