175 Battle
In fact, since Ji infinitely practiced the Secret Record of Martial Arts, the bones and muscles of the whole body have undergone a lot of changes. Although it can't be seen from the appearance, Ji Wuliang can obviously feel that the hardness of her muscles is constantly improving. With the current feeling, even if she only relies on the strength of the body and does not rely on external forces, it is not difficult to open the boulder!
Ji Wuliang clenched the immortal green dragon with his hands, slightly exerted, and the blue veins bulged along the root of his arm, like a steel bar! In the area, the ancient immortal green dragon with a star of more than 100 catties is like a woodcut in Ji Wuliang's hand, and there is no effort at all.
"I didn't expect that in just a few days, my physical strength has improved so much. Now even if I don't have to pour the power of qi and blood into my arms and use this 140 catties of wind to cut, I will not be stagnant when I wave it. If you use the power of qi and blood, I'm afraid that 200 catties of fist marrow can also be used freely!" Ji Wuliang didn't expect her physical strength to be so high. Even I feel a little incredible.
In the previous life, it is said that the punches used by ancient boxers reached 100 jin. In the past, when I talked to Chen Sihu, I still listened to it as a myth. I didn't expect it now. You can also use the fist of 100 catties of stars at will!
People are like tigers, and iron is like dragons!
Ji's infinite spine bent into a bow, took a step forward with her left foot and followed her right foot! The body suddenly shot out, and the ancient immortal green dragon in his hand was like a wandering dragon caught by Hercules's tail, bursting suddenly, with four fires of iron! It pierced the air, as if there was a sound of explosion!
miso!
Stretch your left arm forward and withdraw your right hand quickly. The ancient immortal Qinglong drew a deep ditch on the ground of Jinghua Stone in the martial arts arena under the twist of Ji!
After waving on the martial arts arena for more than an hour, the boxers in Yanzhou Fan's family came to the martial arts arena one after another to work hard. This is also a compulsory course for every boxer in the Fan family in Yanzhou. If you slack off, even if you return to Baichuan, you will be punished by returning to Qianchou. So whether you like it or not, everyone must go to the martial arts arena to practice for an hour before Mao!
One by one, boxers practice on the martial arts arena either alone or against the practice moves. Some boxers also noticed Ji Wuliang and stood aside to concentrate on Ji Wuliang's practice of fire and iron.
More and more people have seen Ji, and there is no one who knows each other, which is a little uncomfortable. After practicing for more than ten minutes, I returned to the courtyard.
In fact, Ji Wuliang doesn't know that there is not only one martial arts arena in Yanzhou Fan's home. This martial arts arena near the gate of the backyard belongs to the guard of Yanzhou Fan's family. However, Tan Qiyuan and these people are in the martial arts arena near the pawnshop! In this era, even in merchants' homes, the level is not easy!
When Ji returned to the room, someone had already sent her breakfast. Gui Baichuan knew that Ji had the habit of getting up early, so he ordered people to make breakfast early and send it to him.
Ji infinitely shook her head and smiled. After coming to this world, except for Chen Sixun, the best thing for him is to return to Baichuan. It is very thoughtful everywhere. I was also a little moved unconsciously.
An hour of exercise is also extremely exhausting. Ji Wuliang is also a little hungry.
After breakfast. To prevent anyone from being disturbed, Ji Wuliang plugged in the door and sat cross-legged to practice martial arts. Meditation and exercise are necessary for Ji Wuliang every day. Rain or shine. Only in this way is the first step in pursuing the peak of martial arts! Since he learned about martial arts, Ji has been practicing hard.
In everyone's expectation!
At night!
Yanzhou has been decorated with lights for a long time, looking happy. A large number of people came out of their respective yards after nightfall and gathered into the turbulent crowds on the street. The crowd rubbed their shoulders, carrying seven-color glass, smiling and looking at the stalls on both sides.
It's not just Yanzhou.
16 states in the world.
It's all so festive.
This is a national festival.
In those years, after it became a floating cloud during the Warring States Period, the festival was permanently passed down.
With the passage of time, there are more and more people who love this festival.
The empire is now gradually in a critical situation.
People are nervous. They really need a festival to relax themselves and relieve stress.
This is the use of the festival.
Festival is a celebration, that is, avoiding disasters, which is very important!
However, there are still some things that must be done. For this "lurking" task secretly given to Lord Liu, the god of the Zhou army, he said that he had to fulfill it.
On the edge of the ebony field, in a secret sub-elite camp.
Lord Liu sat cross-legged, without sadness or joy. This time, he "betrayed" the Dazhou Empire and removed the names of "Dazhou Junshen" and "Prince Taishi".
At this time, he was already a well-known traitor in the world.
All over the world, countless people scolded him, but there were also countless people who supported him.
After knowing that he was from Jijiazhai and Ji Shenmen in the world.
Countless people think that he is resourceful and powerful, but some people also think that he is strong and persistent.
After decades of success and fame, he shocked the master, and then gave up glory!
It's an honor to start a war against the empire that has served for decades!
The glory of the brave!
Ordinary people don't have this glory!
"Have you never heard of the bloody butcher? Which general is commanding?
"Maybe it's a new compilation."
"The world's first, invincible teacher, I have never heard of it. It's really a shame!"
"The martial arts of these 14 people are the best in the camp. Are we really sent to the queen of the army?"
"Will it be dangerous?"
"What is danger?"
"I'm afraid not necessarily, otherwise why let us abandon the war horse?"
"We soldiers only need to follow the orders of our superiors, no matter where it is, and there is a place to go."
"It's true..."
The general said harshly, "Keep quiet and make no noise." Everyone didn't dare to say much and walked forward.
Night has slowly come, and the general is not allowed to light torches. Under the cover of darkness, everyone travels all the way south, passing by barren mountains and mountains.
This is a counterattack of the Great Zhou Junshen!
The first counterattack!
You must win the beauty.
Occasionally, I met several groups of soldiers, ranging from two or three to no more than 20, all of whom were walking without holding the lights.
Ji Wuliang received the news, so he came back from Gui Baichuan.
After that, he looked at the performance of these people and the performance of these troops!
Ji's infinite eyes are like stars.
Of course, there are some things that don't need star-like eyes--
Ji Wuquan noticed that everyone is a master of vigorous and quick action, and he is disciplined, moves forward silently, and has no ear to each other. It is obvious that they are all elite soldiers in the army.
I'm afraid this is a bloody army, or it's only the quality of my uncle's newly trained army.
After walking more than ten miles, I came to an unknown barren mountain. After a short rest at the mountain pass, I walked along the narrow mountain path like a sheep's intestines. There was a deep valley in front of me, and there were only a few dim lights in the dark valley, which was difficult to see the face of Lushan Mountain.
Ji's face remains unchanged, and she is still going low-key.
He stayed in the bloody butcher army for a few days and knew a lot about some things in the army.
He still remembers those days, in which he met fists without hatred.
Moreover, he also killed the talented teenager among the Zhou family, a relative of the royal family, and Zhou Qingcheng, a rising star in boxing.
In that battle, Ji was in the limelight.
At the same time, it also caused great trouble.
In the end, Ji killed a lot in all directions, and the matter slowly ended.
Ji Wuliang didn't think much about anything. He just glanced at the battlefield.
He glanced at him and saw--
At the height of the hillside, there are several sentries every dozens of steps, which are heavily guarded. Compared with the Chinese army battalion, it seems that this barren mountain has suddenly become the command center of the three armies.
Entering the valley, there were three or four hundred people standing in the small venue. Under the leadership of the general, everyone lined up in the queue. Ji Wuliang saw several familiar faces of the scout camp, and the red tiger was also among them, but most of the soldiers did not know each other.
Ji Wuliang doesn't know what they are doing. He doesn't care. He is just a spectator. How to learn Lord Liu's way of leading troops, the ability to create chaos, management ability, etc. He doesn't want to be just a warrior.
A false name, a warrior who only knows how to kill.
Ji Wuliang still needs it, she also needs poetry and calligraphy, and she also needs millions of soldiers hidden in her chest.
He is not Wufu.
Martial arts is Ji's infinite favorite, but it can't hinder the acceptance of others.
This is Ji Wuliang.
Ji Wuliang saw that this was an army that had not yet run in, and Ji Wuliang saw it. Everyone had doubts on their faces and didn't understand what the task of "blood slaughter army" was.
However, they seemed to know the specific situation of the matter, but at this quiet moment, no one asked.
At this time, strict discipline appeared.
At this time, no one knows good or bad, or wants to show their personality.
There is no one.
No one made a noise or even showed a trace of impatience. They just look at each other and seem to weigh each other's ability.
This is a living army, an army that doesn't even need a leader in battle, and a spiritual army.
Ji Wuliang just swept away and found their different momentum.
With a different look, Ji Wuliang felt that their spirit would not even be worse than the invincible division's blood slaughter army.
Even, Ji regarded these people as blood butchers.
Ji knew that these soldiers were elites in a hundred miles or even a thousand miles in the army, and she couldn't help but have a strong curiosity about the blood slaughter army. What kind of task needs to gather the best soldiers of the whole army to complete?
The soldiers arrived scattered one after another, and it took another half an hour before they stopped.
Someone in the depths of the valley asked, "Are they all here?" The voice is not loud, but everyone can hear it clearly. Obviously, he is a man with excellent qi and blood.
"Report that a total of 480 soldiers, plus 80 soldiers serving as vigilance, 300 bloody butcher soldiers in Sparta have all arrived!"
Three hundred blood butcher soldiers in Sparta, when Ji Wuliang heard this, couldn't help but light up his eyes. This is the core of this time, the elite among the elites.
This time, things are a little difficult to do. This is Lord Liu's words. If it is done, he must rely on the so-called 300 bloody butcher soldiers of Sparta.
Ji Wuliang thinks so.
A familiar voice of the whole army sounded, no domineering, no pride, just a little loud. This is the voice of the Great Zhou Junshen: "First of all, congratulations, because you have only proved one thing when you come here: you are the best soldiers and generals of the three armies."
This voice is the voice that all soldiers want to hear. Whether it is from the enemy or their own side, there is no exception.
Because this is the voice of the Great Zhou Military God, and the Great Zhou Military God is the god of all armies.
He is invincible. He is full of genius. He wrote "72 Conspiracy" and made it famous all over the world!
No one spoke and no one objected to it, but the blood has begun to surge in everyone's heart.
This is Lord Liu's voice, still so calm, so confident, so bright, with that domineering spirit of the world.
Domineering is invisible, but that's what all soldiers feel.
"Secondly, I want to disappoint some of you. From now on, you will all experience an unforgettable battle. All people, regardless of whether they are high or low, are equal warriors, warriors, and even dead soldiers. They have to face this. There are many kinds of results, which may live and may die!"
No one spoke, but the soldiers coincidentally raised their fists and expressed their determination and courage with silent actions.
What is life? Either busy living or busy dying.
Ji infinite understanding of Lord Liu and General Liu's thoughts, and all the soldiers understood his thoughts.
Ji's eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood everything: Lord Liu is a person he is very familiar with, and he even knows the character of Lord Liu better than a subordinate or a friend. He will not beg for mercy from the enemy, let alone be scared away by the enemy. He has always been a stronger person when he is strong and stronger when he is frustrated!
Lord Liu is a myth that no one can defeat.
No one can break the myth, even himself.
This is Lord Liu! Dazhou's military god! The number one enemy in the emperor's heart, and at the same time, he is also the most respected person in his heart!
When I saw Lord Liu, Ji knew--
The real counterattack will start from now!
"Finally, there are two pieces of news about myself, one good and one bad. The bad news is that I am no longer the god of the army of Dazhou. I am no longer a general, no longer the emperor's mentor, nothing, just a warrior, warrior and dead warrior who fights side by side with you. The good news is that I finally have a chance to become younger and can treat you young men in their teens and 20s. Call out without hesitation...brother!"
As brothers, let's kill together!
Bear together!
Die together!
We share joys and sorrows!
Lord Liu's voice is not loud, but it is like gold and iron, with a rock-solid smell.
This is his voice, which is different. It's fascinating.
At this moment, countless soldiers left tears and applause.
Ji felt the power, the weight of the seemingly ordinary words.
Yes, it's heavy, not anything else.
Hearing his calm and determined voice, everyone firmly believed in one thing: Lord Liu, who had won a hundred battles, came back. Really, the real god-like figure came back, and he was invincible. He led his army to create victory and miracles.
Dazhou Junshen will lead them to the 101st victory together!
No one spoke, but the valley held up Sparta's 300 pairs of clenched fists, burning the boiling blood of 300 Spartans and echoed Sparta's 300 firm heartbeats.
Sparta's 300 warriors, the last killing machine, the slaughter machine, may not win this battle with them, but they will never fail.
Because with them, the enemy will not be alive.
They are the sickle of death. Slaughter the living enemy, regardless of anything else or anything else.
This is the magic of Sparta 300!!!
At this moment, Ji was infinitely surprised to find that he had a feeling of being willing to fight for Lord Liu and his enemies!
This is not a kind of affection, but a deep-rooted, or imperceptibly infected like this.
This is not the greatness of personality!
But the charm of personality, the charm of the Great Zhou Junshen!
After everyone calmed down, Lord Liu smiled and said, "Before I died in the war, I will still be your general for the time being, whether you are from Dazhou or Jijiazhai. You just need to know that you are my soldiers, Liu Zhenyuan. You are all my brothers. Let's live, die together, fight the world together, and do everything together.
Three hundred Spartans held their breath and looked at Lord Liu, waiting for his question.
Lord Liu's eyes were like arrows and glanced coldly at the audience: "This is a crucial duel. Now, I must tell you that this is a gamble I set up. This is a gamble between the Zhou Dynasty and my Ji Shen. It has lasted for thousands of years and changed the trend. My bet is the blood, life and supreme belief of all participants to be loyal to the country. If we win the bet, we will end the war immediately. Probably only a few people will have the opportunity to return home and return home, but all your names will be deeply remembered by history, countries and people. If we lose the bet, we have nothing, and we don't even have the opportunity to engrave our names in the death book, including me. Internally, because the enemy cannot be allowed to use the news of the death of our military commander to attack the morale of the whole army.
Life, is Ji Shenmen, death, is Ji Shenmen ghost!
Life, as a hero, death, also a ghost hero!
Therefore, this battle must be a wonderful battle, and no one can ignore it.
"If you follow me to participate in this gamble, you only have these two paths and no other choice." Lord Liu suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, "Of course I won't ask you if anyone wants to quit, because I won't insult my best soldier with such a question. But if any of you are unwilling to accompany me to disobey military discipline, I won't force it. But those who withdraw cannot return to the army immediately, because there may be enemy spies in the army. Your return will threaten the safety of others. You must disappear as soon as possible, no matter what method you use. In short, you must not expose it until the final victory or defeat of this gamble. Pardon. Those who don't want to accompany me to the gambling game now can be listed immediately. I swear in the honor of soldiers that I will never stop you!"