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Chapter 220 Secret Weapon (for Subscription)

When the army entered the city, the people lined up to welcome them.

At this time, a group of people from the Jianghu appeared in front of them, waiting with a lot of smiles.

It was Guo Jing, Lu Youjiao and others.

Lin Lang showed what he thought was the most cordial smile, and said, "Guo Daxia, I haven't seen you for a long time, so don't come here to be safe."

Guo Jing cupped his hands and said, "Brother Lin, Mr. Guo is here to see Brother Lin off."

His face was full of respect, and there was a faint flash of emotion.

An army of [-] is really vulnerable to the brave Tartar cavalry.

But Brother Lin still came here bravely, Brother Lin's heart to protect the family and the country, Guo Mou couldn't match it.

Lin Lang was riding on the king's back, his face was a little unnatural.

Send off?

Will there be guillotin later?
Thinking about it, he floated down from the king's back, turned his head and said, "Zhao Zheng, please follow the plan."

Zhao Zheng, who was completely wrapped in a black robe, clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, the leader, I will leave everything to the widow...subordinates."

"Ah."

Lin Lang nodded, then turned his head and smiled at Guo Jing: "Haha, Hero Guo doesn't need to send Lin away, and Lin doesn't plan to leave yet."

Guo Jing was taken aback, "Brother Lin, what do you mean?"

Lin Lang stepped forward and said with a smile: "Haha, this time the troops are dispatched, and all matters have been handed over to General Zhao Zheng. As for Lin, of course he stayed in Xiangyang and took care of the logistics."

"Oh? General Zhao Zheng? Who is this person that Brother Lin trusts so much?" Guo Jing was very curious.

Lin Lang pointed to Zhao Zheng at the back, and said: "He is Zhao Zheng, his martial arts are no less than Lin's, and he is familiar with the art of war. He has also experienced countless battles and has rich experience. This trip will be foolproof."

Guo Jing looked at Zhao Zheng who was hiding in the black robe, with a strange look on his face.

This person has a gloomy aura all over his body, he is not a good person at first glance, the Demon Cult is indeed a Demon Cult...

……

Outside the city of Xiangyang.

Zhao Zheng led the army all the way forward.

"Report, general, five miles ahead, three thousand Tartar cavalry are approaching our army." The spies came to report.

Zhao Zheng waved his hand and said forcefully, "Explore again."

His voice is no longer modified in any way, and his every move exudes endless majesty and domineering.

The spy was a little dazed, but quickly came to his senses.

"Yes!"

As for Zhao Zheng's sudden change, Jue Yuan and others who accompanied him also noticed something was wrong.

"General Zhao, shall we start preparing for battle?" Xiao Hei asked.

Zhao Zheng waved his hand, "No, wait for them here."

"Wait?"

Everyone was taken aback, what are they planning to do?
"Stay where you are and stand by!"

"Yes!"

Not long after, everyone felt the ground tremble slightly, and from a distance, they saw wind and sand blowing up in front of them, and a group of well-equipped Tartar cavalry rushed towards them at high speed.

The Tartar cavalry was so powerful that the Mingjiao army couldn't help being a little riotous.

The first time they went to the battlefield, they encountered the famous and invincible Tartar cavalry. Naturally, they felt guilty and nervous.

Zhao Zheng frowned. The Mongolian cavalry really lived up to its reputation and was not inferior to the Great Qin cavalry he was so proud of.

"Da da……"

The Tartar cavalry were running fast, with an unrivaled momentum.

"Hmph! The Tartars underestimated us so much, three thousand cavalry dared to attack our Mingjiao's [-] troops, it's too deceitful!" Jue Xin said angrily.

"General, give the order!" Xiao Hei said.

Zhao Zheng said slowly: "No hurry, you wait."

"Still waiting?" Everyone was anxious.

Before they could make a sound, Zhao Zheng snapped his fingers suddenly.

Suddenly, a colorful worm leaped high from the nearby hill and let out a deafening roar.

"Roar!!"

The tiger roared, and the galloping cavalry was suddenly startled, and then the horses under their crotches were in a commotion.

The horses in front were afraid and did not dare to step forward, and the cavalry behind couldn't dodge in time, and the people who hit them immediately turned their backs.

Many Tartar cavalry were overturned to the ground, trampled by the horses, their muscles and bones were crushed, and they vomited blood to death.

"The sacred beast mount of the leader!" Everyone was delighted.

"Hahaha, the cavalry is abolished, kill!" Zhao Zheng shouted.

"kill!!"

The morale of the Mingjiao army was high, and they rushed towards the half-disabled cavalry.

The [-] army fought against the half-disabled [-] Tartar cavalry, bullying the few with more, and the outcome is self-evident.

The first battle of the Ming Cult was so inexplicably won.

……

Guo Mansion.

Guo Jing took the letter, and with a happy expression on his face, he walked quickly to Lin Lang's room.

"Hahaha, brother Lin, Mingjiao wiped out three thousand Tartar cavalry in its first battle, and no one was killed or injured. It's a great victory!"

Standing in front of the desk, Lin Lang was practicing the Maoshan spell meticulously, holding a magic weapon, a tiger brush.

He smiled disdainfully at Guo Jing's big victory.

"Hero Guo, there are only three thousand cavalrymen, what is there to be happy about?"

Guo Jing smiled, then shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Brother Lin is so calm and relaxed, he must have expected it a long time ago, and Guo really admires it."

When he came to Lin Lang's side, he was taken aback when he saw the crooked spell on the yellow paper.

"Brother Lin, what you drew is..."

Lin Lang drew the last stroke, and slowly put down the brush.

Looking at the charm exuding a wave of aura, he smiled.

"Play around casually, don't worry about Guo Daxia."

"By the way, Guo Daxia, Lin has just roasted some chicken wings, come and eat some!"

"Ah...thank you, Brother Lin..."

……

The sky was getting darker.

Zhao Zheng ordered the camp to be set up on the spot, tents were raised one after another, and the soldiers began to light fires and cook.

In the big tent, Xiao Hei suggested to Zhao Zheng: "General, if we wipe out [-] cavalry in the daytime, the Tartars will definitely make some moves. I guess they will attack the camp tonight."

Jueyuan and the others also nodded inwardly, but they didn't know much about marching and fighting. They followed the army, and they only played a role in stabilizing the army's morale. All military arrangements depended on Zhao Zheng.

At this moment, Zhao Zheng suddenly took out a gloomy stone slab. The surface of the slate was haloed with black air, and he knew it was not a good thing at a glance.

"General, is this?"

"Haha, this is the secret weapon left by the leader to this general!" Zhao Zheng laughed.

"Secret weapon?" Everyone was curious.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Zhao Zheng slapped the stone slab, and saw that the slate was full of black air, and a creepy coolness filled the tent.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Hei and the others turned pale, their backs suddenly felt cold, and their scalps went numb.

A figure surrounded by black air slowly emerged in front of their eyes, and endless gloom was revealed in a pair of lifeless eyes.

This is the stone ghost that was subdued in the tomb of the ghost queen mother!

"Ghost!"

Li Mochou, as the only woman present, was immediately frightened by this strange scene, her legs went limp, she collapsed on the ground, her face pale.

The rest of the people were not much better, their faces were pale, their bodies were stiff, and their hearts were beating.

Zhao Zheng saw this in his eyes and shook his head slightly.

"This is the thousand-year-old ghost king that the leader has subdued overseas. You don't need to be afraid."

As he said that, Zhao Zheng said to Shi Yuangui: "Stay around at night. If there is any situation, you must come here to report it."

"Woooo..."

Shi Yuangui nodded, his body suddenly turned into a gloomy black air, and quickly sank into the ground.

"Guru..."

Xiao Hei swallowed his saliva, tremblingly said: "No wonder the master only sent [-] troops, it turns out that there is a ghost king to help!"

(End of this chapter)