Chapter 47 Jinge Iron Horse Dream

The green mountains are stacked, and the eagle hits the sky. A city with vicissitudes of life is located in it. The wall is five feet high, the middle door is equipped with doors on both sides, and the middle door is inlaid with stone plaques three feet above. There is no evidence of the book 'Green Mountain Pass' and the font of the Han Book.

A team of neatly guard patrolled back and forth in an orderly manner, with a solemn appearance and neat and uniform footsteps, bringing out the toughness of the soldiers. When passing by a general on the other side, the whole team couldn't help slowing down.

Looking at the other general, he withdrew his thoughts, sighed, and walked down the wall dejectedly and went straight to a wasteland in the west of the city.

Two strong war horses in the wasteland ate grass leisurely. When they heard the sound of footsteps, they looked up and saw that the man was covered with a thyroid and unruly beards, and their hair was coiled randomly knotted. They roared happily and began to bow their heads and eat grass again.

This man was the general standing on the gate just now. Hearing the hiss of his beloved horse, his face eased a lot. He walked into the only tent in the wasteland, put his sword on the shelf, and took off his armor on the side of the bed. Thinking of the news he had just received, his annoying anger rose again.

Pull open his clothes and exhale a turbid breath. Feeling unresolved, he simply took off his coat and sat in the tent bare arms.

At this time, it is the spring breeze, and there are words; "Frozen nine cover three spring", the weather is not warm, but I don't see any goose bumps on him. I can't see that he has goose bumps, but his things are more horrible than goose bumps.

The overlapping scars are like a broken fishing net, ferocious and terrible. As soon as the body gets hot, some scars turn red, like a hungry wolf hiding in the dark with a bloodthirsty look.

The most shocking thing is the knife wound from the abdomen to the neck, a long scar, as ugly as a snake. I really don't know how he survived? What kind of fierce battle did it go through?

"Zheng Manzi, are you in there?"

The voice of the outside the tent came in with the hiss of the horses, and the general sitting in the tent scolded without saying good words, "Get in."

A man came in with a pot of wine, with long hair and a golden complexion, some scribes, but covered with armor and swords. Seeing Zheng Tian naked, he smiled, sat down and said, "I know there are some good game here. How can we drink without meat? Bring it quickly."

"Mother hippie! I knew to rob me, and I didn't know that I would catch some fox pheasants.

The man narrowed his eyes and smiled, picked up two rough wooden bowls from the side and poured a bowl of wine for them. Zheng Tian shrugged his nose and scolded, "Shit, are you finally willing to buy good wine in Wanfulou?"

Get out of here! It seems that I haven't given you a good drink. The comer also seemed to have been aroused and counterattacked without showing weakness.

Zheng Tian grinned with his yellow teeth, put a plate of meat on the table, raised his eyebrows, and said provocatively, "Go?"

"I'm afraid of you!"

The two raised the bowl and drank three bowls in a row. Zheng Tian burped and praised it as 'cool'. However, when he saw Kong Fansheng with a red face, he couldn't help but say a few more words: "You are a little drunk as a guard. Damn bitch! Shame on our Qingshan Pass!"

"Dastard, I'm a human, not you animals. Like drinking and drinking water, I can't catch up with you even if I drink it for another ten years.

Hearing the praise, Zheng Tian was in a good mood. He took a piece of dried meat and took another sip of wine. Kong Fansheng accompanied him to take a small drink.

"Zheng Manzi, how long will it take to prepare to start?"

Zheng Tian, who had just improved his mood, immediately darkened his face and turned his head and said angrily, "I'm not going anywhere. Just stay here."

"B bastard! What kind of mess are you doing? Early tomorrow morning, you can pack up for me and get out of here quickly.

After being fueled by the fire, Zheng Tian slapped a few cases and stood up. Wine and dried meat spilled all over the floor. Kong Fansheng stood up, grabbed Zheng Tian's shoulder with both hands and roared, "Don't lose your temper with me. I can't beat you. Can so many people in Qingshan Pass still beat you? Do you really think you are General Yue Xiong? You are a fucking son of a bitch. Don't be mean to me!"

"Bastard! Don't compare me with General Yuexiong. He will always be my eldest brother! The people taught by Zifeng are all sissy. You are a typical example!"

"Zheng Manzi, I warn you not to insult General Zifeng, or I won't fall in love with you!" I'm his man, and I don't care about people like you who don't have a big brother.

"Bastard! You are looking for death!"

Zheng Tian raised his fist and hit Kong Fansheng's chest. Kong Fansheng raised his foot and hit Zheng Tian's fist with his knee. When Zheng Tianzhong's door opened, his toes turned into a cone and pointed straight at Zheng Tian's heart.

Speed, strength, angle, are all perfect. The skills honed from the battlefield are absolutely not sissy weakness, only an iron-blooded blow will kill!

Zheng Tian clenched his teeth and smiled, and the corners of his mouth were cold. He clenched his fists and hit the ground straight. With the help of a rebound from the ground, he quickly grabbed the falling horse boots and clasped his hands tightly. His whole body was like a crocodile biting its prey, turning over powerfully.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Kong Fansheng flipped in advance and tried to break free from Zheng Tian's restraint, but would the crocodile let go if it bites its prey?

When Kong Fansheng landed, one of his legs was still in Zheng Tian's hands. Zheng Tian turned over his body, and a sound of bone twisting sounded. Kong Fansheng's face turned aween and stepped down fiercely against Zheng Tian's temple.

Finally out of Zheng Tian's restraint, Kong Fansheng did not check his injury, but stood more tenaciously, and opposite him stood a red-eyed bear.

Stepping on the ground,

Fight forward.

What is injury? What is pain? Fuck you, you will be qualified to take care of it if you survive!

Zheng Tian opened his mouth and roared, with his fists full strength, and pushed against Kong Fansheng who rushed over fiercely.

I had a sharp pain in my chest. I only stepped back three steps. After three steps, I took the first two steps and hit it hard with my head.

Dizziness! Blood burst!

Look up!

Bump!

The two were like crazy, bumping into each other with their heads without hesitation. The blood had blurred their faces. The strong impact made them a little absent-minded, but no one admitted their cowardice and clenched their teeth to death.

Kong Fansheng was finally a little worse than Zheng Tian. When he saw Zheng Tian's head, he clenched his fist at his chin. Zheng Tian's body shook and retreated two meters to stabilize his body.

After suffering a hidden loss, Zheng Tian became more and more angry. He rushed and punched Kong Fansheng. Kong Fansheng opened his mouth and quickly exhaled. When his eyes could see the surroundings clearly, he got up, spit out a mouthful of blood at Zheng Tian, and punched Zheng Tian with tit for tat.

You punched me, compared with who fell first. They were like a child, and no one stopped.

Two fists hit each other's face at the same time without any power, but the last straw to crush the camel. The two exhausted fell to the ground at the same time. Kong Fansheng was relieved and suddenly fainted.

"Dog, I just want to stay here. I don't want to go to Bianliang to serve those young masters! Following General Yuexiong, I, Zheng Manzi, don't know what fear of death is? I don't know how long this shabby body will last? But as soon as my eldest brother left, I, Zheng Manzi, didn't know what else to do. Fortunately, Hu Shuai was considerate of our group of elders, so that I would not take off my armor and return to the field. It's ridiculous that as soon as I come here, I don't like you. Zifeng's people don't like me! But you son of a bastard still has some blood, so that I can look up to you.

"What about talking to you? If you don't die, just make a sound!" Zheng Tian, who was swollen into a pig's head, pushed Kong Fansheng and found that there was no movement. He laughed with a painful expression and said, "You coward! Your Zifeng Camp can't compare with our Yuexiong Camp.

Lying on the ground with his eyes closed for a long time, Zheng Tian suddenly said, "Thank you, brother."

Another time of fragrance, Zheng Tian gently wiped off some water stains from the corners of his eyes and said to himself, "Bian Liang, I'll go."

has decided that Zheng Tian got up and drank all the drinks on several cases, slept peacefully on his head and stomach. Kong Fansheng, who lay on the ground without knowing whether he was alive or death, got up, took a deep look at Zheng Tian, and lay down again.

The beacon smoke is everywhere, the blood is stained with yellow sand, the bald bird pecks the corpse, wipes the knife and sharpens the gun, and looks at life and death!

Sighting cold light at the sky and the ground trembling like a bell, who is afraid to fight?

Ten thousand horses hissed, riding first, and a long gun into the cavity!

Waving a knife on the verge of death, magnificent!

"Kill!"

"Shield wall!"

The two woke up, their eyes were dark, and they couldn't sleep anymore!

How many old soldiers are there?