Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

choke!
Long Xiang unsheathed, the cyan sword light danced, Gai Nie's body was surrounded by strong air currents, his clothes were fluttering, and his long hair was flying.

Gai Nie jumped up, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, one person and one sword surged with sword aura, and the sword aura turned into a substantially visible blue aura, dazzling sword lights criss-crossed.

I saw the ten people flying upside down, before they landed, they were cut by the sharp sword light. In one breath, Ge Nie slashed out ten sword lights, blood splattered, and the move was life-threatening.

Every sword hits the target with precision, and every sword takes a life.

Wang Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in his heart, "What a Gai Nie, he is really good at swordsmanship."

"Come on, besiege and kill this man." Wang Jue gave an order, and dozens of nearby soldiers sent out half of them to besiege and kill Gai Nie.

These are all trusted and dead soldiers cultivated by Wang Ji secretly. As the head of the Great Qin Zuo Shu, his authority is almost as high as Ji Wuye's.

With Meng Tian in his hand, two of Wang Ji's personal soldiers were killed by Ying Zheng as soon as they approached them.

Meng Tian shouted loudly: "Where is the Meng family army, escort them!"

All of a sudden, among the discarded debris on the four sides of Dianjiangtai, Montessori black armor elites poured out one by one, pouring out from all directions, and slaughtered Dianjiangtai.

Seeing this, Wang Yu was furious: "Meng Tian, ​​you actually helped to rebel?!"

Meng Tian snorted coldly: "Wang Jue, you intend to assassinate the king, you are the traitor."

On a high platform, Meng Tian's deputy: Sima Yufu climbed the high platform of the sentry and killed the strong crossbowman with a single sword, but...he was still a moment late.

Before the crossbowman was about to die, he buckled the handle, and the arrow flew out.

The distance of ten feet came in an instant, and the strength of the crossbow was astonishing. Even a ninth-rank martial artist would be seriously injured by him if he was not a professional body-training martial artist.

Sima Yufu shouted: "General, be careful!"

Meng Tian's complexion changed, he slid to the left, pushed Ying Zheng away softly, and suffered a strong hit on the left side of his face.

Ying Zheng's eyes were slightly startled, and his body stepped back one after another. He clearly heard the sound of cracking iron objects, heard the sound of sharp knives cutting through flesh and blood, and saw the iron mask worn by Meng Tian scattered all over the place.

At this moment, Ying Zheng took three steps back and stood firm, Meng Tian knelt down on one knee, a crossbow rubbed between the corner of his left eye and the left side of his brain, and blood dripped.

Fortunately, the eyes were not injured, let alone the brain.

Meng Tian looked to his side from the corner of his eyes, the powerful crossbow arrow hit the target by more than a foot, and the slender arrow body swung, he let out a long breath with lingering fear.

Between life and death, a square inch of land.

If the arrow was pointing an inch to the right, even if he survived by chance, it would still be a serious injury.

Wang Jue jumped up, smashed down with a long pole and heavy axe, and made a surprise attack from behind.

Meng Tian took advantage of the trend and rolled forward, put his hands on the ground, and flew up into the air with his strength. During the flying, he slapped a spear on the ground with his right hand.

Just as Meng Tian stood up, the ground was swept by the long pole he slapped, and fell into his hand precisely.

With a gun in hand, Meng Tian became more confident and heroic.

Wielding a long spear in both hands, his posture moved, the spear swung round and round, his arms trembled, the point of the spear pointed directly at Wang Wei, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

One old and one young, the two generals of Great Qin confront each other.

Wang Hao shouted: "Kill, kill the target."

The soldiers and dead soldiers were ordered to attack Yingzheng.

Ge Nie raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and the scabbard came out of his hand, flying straight out, accurately hitting an enemy's spear that was stabbing at Ying Zheng, and then the scabbard hit another enemy head-on.

Swish!
The figure flashed, the blue and white gown swayed, and Gai Nie swung his sword with sword aura within a radius of one foot. Anyone who tried to get close to Ying Zheng was killed.

Suddenly, the special long soldier made by Wang Ji's personal soldiers touched the trigger, and the tip of the long soldier shot out, and there was a trick inside.

With such a surprise attack, Ying Zheng's expression was slightly startled.

Gai Nie's figure flicked, quickly remedied, and cut down with a sword, but only the iron chain was cut off. Although the tip of the soldier was shifted by some size, it could not be completely stopped.

No one is absolutely omnipotent, especially on the battlefield. On the battlefield, everything changes rapidly, and life and death are in the blink of an eye.

What's more, they were calculated by others and fell into a passive position. Wang Ji ambushed not only archers, killers, but also special weapons in advance, and his preparations were quite thorough.

Li Si was the closest to Ying Zheng, almost walking side by side.

"Your Majesty, be careful."

Li Si pushed Ying Zheng away, and then felt a sharp pain in his right hand.

With a chirping sound, the tip of the long soldier rubbed against Li Si's right hand, bringing up a streak of blood.

Li Si snorted, covered the wound on his right arm with his left hand, stood in front of Ying Zheng, and said, "Your Majesty, be careful."

At this moment, Gai Nie had already been killed, and the unexpected attack of Wang Ji's personal soldiers angered him.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, his murderous aura surged instantly, one person and one sword shot straight out, the speed was like a fright, the sword was like a long river, the sword aura was as bright as the extreme, and it was also as fast as the extreme.

"Changhong pierces the sun!"

Chi-la, Chi-la, Chi-la...Where Gai Nie passed with his sword, a soldier named Wang Ji flew upside down. They were all torn apart by the strong sword energy, like fallen leaves flying upside down.

On the other side, Wang Jue let out a loud shout, and swung his long pole with both hands, Zhongyue took the lead in attacking.

Meng Tian's eyes flashed, the long spear danced, the refined iron long spear waved, and the spear lights bloomed one by one.

clang!
clang clang...

Wherever it passes, the blade cuts through the strong wind.

Where the spear is pointed, spear flowers bloom.

Wang Yu, a famous general of the Qin Kingdom, followed the Great Qin Wu'an Jun Baiqi all his life as a soldier. He fought hundreds of thousands of battles and killed tens of thousands of enemy heads. His experience in hundreds of battles is not enough to describe his military career.

At his peak, Wang Ji was also a brave general, with a big ax in his hand, he was invincible in the battlefield, but now that he is over [-] years old, his vitality has long since declined.

But even so, Wang Ji still possessed considerable strength in the realm of the ninth rank of martial arts.

Meng Tian, ​​young and heroic, with a vigorous appearance, is the same age as Ying Zheng this year, both in their 20s. He is the descendant of the general family, the young master of the Meng clan, with excellent aptitude, and he has used family secret techniques since childhood to cultivate his inner strength. In order to surpass the peak of the eighth rank, one foot stepped into the ninth rank of martial arts.

With a solid foundation and vigorous energy and blood, half of his foot has stepped into the ninth rank of martial arts, and he has learned spear skills for more than ten years since he was a child. Meng Tian's strength is enough to fight Wang Ji head-on.

'clank clank...'

Jin Ge collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

However, Jiang is still old and hot. Wang Ji has been fighting in front of the battle for decades. He is experienced in killing and hunting.

With the blow of Dang, Wang Jue swung the big axe with both hands and cut it down, while Meng Tian raised his spear horizontally with both arms to block.

Almost at the same time, Wang Wei kicked out unexpectedly, and Meng Tian flew upside down and fell to the ground.

"Drink!"

Wang Jue jumped ten feet high, raised the weight with both hands high, and smashed it down in the air.

This blow is no less than ten thousand catties, if it is really hit, Meng Tian will die.

Meng Tian's face changed in shock, the lazy donkey rolled over and got up, avoiding the blow.

boom!
With a radius of ten feet, the wooden plank exploded, and the strong airflow tore through the surrounding area.

Meng Tian stood up and stabbed with his spear.

Wang Ji also knows spear skills, and has exchanged ideas with countless spear masters. He knows the strength of spear skills, and also knows the weaknesses of spear skills.

Therefore, facing Meng Tian's stab, he did not retreat but advanced, and suddenly slid half a step in front of his left side, subtly staggering Meng Tian's ultimate move, and at the same time raised his long pole horizontally, jamming the spear between the big axe and his left arm.

Meng Tian's complexion changed, the fine iron spear in his hand was caught by Wang Jue's long axe and left arm, there is nothing worse than this for a general.

Wang Yu sneered triumphantly, as long as Meng Tian was quickly dealt with, he could kill Ying Zheng and achieve his goal.