Datang: I was the champion in high school, but was persuaded to quit by the court

The blood is real, the flesh is real, and it is also true that the fresh life becomes cold.

Lu Donglin thinks that the civil servants like his father are pedantic because they will just drift along in the long river of time in silence, get married if they can't be attacked by foreign countries, and fight if they can't be beaten, and they will always be trapped in themselves, and it is difficult to escape from them.

Lu Donglin, who abandoned literature and turned to martial arts, feels that what his father did is not wrong, but he can do better. Scholars have their own reasons for their words and pens. Since they cannot prove themselves, why not try simpler slaps and fists .

This is the first sentence that Jiannandao handed over to Lu Donglin, it doesn't look like the truth, it's the most like the truth.

Lu Donglin breathed a sigh of relief, his tired body was not enough to support the consumption of successive battles, and the feeling of weakness from his eyes slightly closed made people want to fall down without waking up. Scar, is this still the son-in-law who has been hanging out in the capital for several years?

"Don't lose your mind!"

"You still have to go back to Chang'an alive!"

The heavy armored guard in front of him handed out the big 260 halberd in his hand, and while flying two Tubo soldiers, he yelled loudly, covering his face under the visor, with a bit of expectation.

Lu Donglin laughed at himself. The heavy cavalry of Jiannan Road who was always rushing in front of him didn't know his name until now. Whether the face under the visor was full of wind and frost, or a slightly delicate Young man, Lu Donglin laughed softly,

"Leave me alone, you go!"

"If you are lucky enough to meet my father in the future, please tell him something!"

"I used a different path to prove him wrong!"

"What a piece of shit, eldest grandson Wuji, what a piece of shit from a powerful family!"

"Why didn't dad slap him with a slap!"

"..."

Lu Donglin chattered endlessly, as if he was telling his last words, the more he spoke, the weaker his words became, and his wobbly body was afraid that he would fall to the ground in the next second.

"Bastard talk!"

"I don't allow your son to sleep!"

(afbe) "You son of a bitch!"

"Didn't you agree to take me to Chang'an!"

"Did you agree that I can play Chang'an Oiran without paying?"

The black armored guard cursed angrily one after another, but no matter who listened, there was a strong sense of sadness.

Lu Donglin struggled to open his eyes, there were less than [-] soldiers from Jiannan Road around him, and the Tubo catapults in the distance were far away, which was the limit.

"you go!"

With the last ounce of strength, Lu Donglin clenched his saber and shouted loudly, he was about to step forward to stop the three Tubo barbarians attacking, and use his remaining strength to clear the way for the black armored guard.

The black armored guard raised his head slowly, took off the black armor covering the lower part, turned his head to look at the charging young man, and grinned foolishly.

"I'm the same as your turtle son, both have the surname Lu!"

"Maybe we were still a family 500 years ago, my name is Lu Ming!"

"In case you are a poor son of a thousand knives, I will burn paper money by mistake in the future!"

"The sons and daughters of Bashu haven't fallen to the point of letting outsiders make decisions!"

Losing his visor, Lu Lin turned his head and held the eucalyptus. Lu Donglin, who was charging behind him, had moist eyes, opened his mouth wide and choked silently, shaking his head desperately.

The closer the distance was, the farther and farther it was. It was a vicissitudes face that had faded from childishness, with resolute determination, like a jar of old wine from Kaifeng.

"no no no......"

"You come back to me!"

"Bring me back!"

"I fucked your mother's ancestor for eighteen generations!"

"Bring me back!"

“…”

No matter how much Lu Donglin yelled, the uncle with the same surname Lu still didn't look back at all. When he approached him, he yelled furiously, holding the halberd tightly with both hands, and waving it high above his head to form a semicircle.

cut!

A head fell to the ground with a bang, Lu Ming retracted his halberd and looked again. He held out the big halberd in his hand, and two Tubo soldiers stepped forward, one on the left and one on the other, and stabbed the saber in their hands at the same time.

The horse stopped, and Lu Donglin stared blankly at the front. Two bloody sharp knives pierced through Lu Ming's torn black armor. With brute force, he lifted the Tubo soldier straight up, smashed it to the left, and fell staggeringly onto the horse's back.

Lu Donglin was stunned, as if everything in the world had returned to calm, his body, no matter how hard it was to support, fell to the ground with a slant, stumbled and ran to the black armored guard and knelt down, did not speak, forgot to cry, and silently looked down at the thorn in the waist. The man who threw two sharp knives and fell to the ground.

"It really hurts!"

"If your father sees what you are like now, you son of a bitch!"

"How distressed it must be, cough cough..."

"I am old, even if there is a woman lying in front of me!"

"I can't play anymore, you have to remember to take my place..."

Lu Ming died, and he didn't finish his last words. There was still a bit of a teasing smile on his face, and he couldn't speak.

"Say it!"

"What do you want me to do for you!"

"You should get up and tell me!"

"You are the son of a turtle!"

"You are!"

"..."

Lu Donglin shook his body, feeling the warmth of the man's body gradually turning cold, and the warm red blood and tears on his cheeks could not make Lu Ming's temperature rise again.

Two cavalry charges, three battles, Lu Donglin always followed behind this black-armored man, knowing that he killed 76 barbarians in Tubo, knowing that he loved women from all over the world, but he didn't know his name.

In my memory, Lu Ming seems to always wear a mask. He doesn’t talk much, and he is happy when he talks about women. He is a poor man without father, mother, wife and children. The two agreed to visit Chang’an together after the war. The man always scolded himself To save money to marry a wife, Lu Donglin promised him that he would take him to Chang'an to see the oiran.

When a person dies, the lights go out, and all the past is left in the mind.

Lu Donglin picked up the mask that had fallen from the ground, gently helped the man close his eyes, and gently put the mask on him, calmly picked up the eucalyptus on the ground and stood up, but was pressed down by a big hand.

"General..."

Turning around, Lu Donglin was slightly distracted, and Ma Gaoqiang, covered in blood, rushed to this place, supported the young man by the shoulders and shook his head in silence.

"I implore the general to give me a new horse!"

Lu Donglin bowed his head and clasped his fists, Ma Gaoqiang shook his head and faced each other.

"Go down and rest!"

"General, please give me a war horse!" Lu Donglin was firm.

Ma Gaoqiang picked up Lu Ming's body on the ground and handed it to the soldiers behind, with an inhuman calm on his face.

"Take him down to rest!"

Two soldiers grabbed Lu Donglin from left to right and dragged him back, not forgetting to bring the big halberd in his hand.

"General!"

"General!"

"Ma Gaoqiang!"

"I fucked your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

"Ma Gaoqiang!"

“…”

The yelling became farther and farther away, Ma Gaoqiang turned his head, inhaled, and finally raised his head, his lips moved.

kill! ......

275: Let me wait, live one more day【Please order】

A ghost without a name is deprived of the fun of being a human being. It is suitable for the drinking and meat young people who are walking dead, and it is also suitable for the heavy cavalry charging in front of the battle.

From the very beginning, Ma Gaoqiang didn't quite understand why Lin Hao built the heavy armored guards himself!

All of them seemed to be blind. The soldiers in the army did not know their names, their faces, or even their past experiences. The cruelty was daunting.

The heavy armored guards with black armor and masks, really created a mighty and domineering aura to deter the enemy?

Lin Hao never mentioned it, but Ma Gaoqiang felt a little touched at this moment.

Probably people can never break away from the shackles of emotions, not to mention the comrades in the army who share life and death, this heavy armored guard with mysterious origins and strange shapes, every time they charge forward, they are the first to get into trouble. War Machine is emotionally involved.

Soldiers who bleed more than tears are most afraid of tears that carry emotions as fetters, destroying the entire army in an instant, and pulling all the soldiers who can't bear it to their backs.

Sensibility and rationality are sometimes difficult to get on the table to say right or wrong. One day, if Ma Gaoqiang is killed, should he drag the 5000 people connected to the hub behind him to be buried with him, or should he replace [-] innocent people with the power of one person? For life, Ma Gaoqiang already has the answer in his heart.

Lin Hao's inner difficulties need not be less than anyone, Ma Gaoqiang sighed softly.

With your lord's plan in mind and your own efforts in hand, what to do is naturally to kill through the formation and kill the enemy until the enemy is frightened.

The double hammers were flying like whips in his hands, Ma Gaoqiang held his breath in his heart, and poured all his strength into his hands, the offensive opened and closed, without any reservations.

Two Tubo Qingqi rushed forward at the same time, Gao Yue's horseshoes were about to trample to death this burly man who dismounted and fought desperately.

Ma Gaoqiang didn't dodge or dodge, with a sarcasm in his eyes, he sent out the double hammers in his hands, and the horse's hooves touched the surface of the hammers, forming a strange balance.

The two Tibetan savages panicked. They had never seen such a strong man. They were about to lose their balance. Ma Gaoqiang retracted his hammers and took a step back.

hiss!

The war horse was frightened, and with a roar, the horse's hooves trampled heavily on the ground, kicking up wind and sand.

While you are sick it kills you.

Ma Gaoqiang flew up high, and slammed down the hammers with all his strength. The two Tubo savages who managed to maintain their balance had no time to react. They saw the horse's head burst like a watermelon, and he fell heavily on the horse's back.

Just when he wanted to get up, the hammer wind had arrived, and there was a loud bang, and two corpses with shattered skulls suddenly appeared on the spot, carrying a strong smell of blood, floating around.

Ma Gaoqiang wiped the blood on the hammer, sneered and continued to look for the next target, as if the god of death was reborn.

The situation of the great war followed the [-] infantry of Jiannan Dao's plundering formation, and the balance of one side had just been tipped, and there was a fine balance again, making it difficult to move forward.

Gal Qinlin sat on the back of the tall horse, his slightly narrowed eyes flashed a cold glimmer.

"It's really a group of desperate lunatics!"

The commander-in-chief behind the enemy army turned into a woman. The calm Qin Yuyan made Gal Qinlin more and more undecided whether to continue the onslaught or retreat immediately to wait for the opportunity. Finally, the most difficult problem.

The [-] Jiannan Dao pawns who broke into the formation were like sharp knives piercing into the heart of the battlefield at this moment. With the shield formation in front of them and the most defensive and defensive cooperation, the casualties were so small that they could be ignored.

Going on like this, when the remaining [-] Jiannan cavalrymen formed their formation, the [-] infantry targets behind them would not be as simple as just three siege vehicles.

Garqinlin didn't dare to gamble on whether the red-eyed Ma Gaoqiang would directly lead people into the rear and chop off his own head despite the casualties. people who do such things.

Garqinlin also didn't dare to bet on whether Qin Yuyan, the general in the rear of the enemy line, would directly fulfill Ma Gaoqiang's wish and lead tens of thousands of people to the battlefield after opening the city gate. Although this woman doesn't usually make many decisions, as long as she makes up her mind Determined to do anything.

Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention Jiannan Dao, which is more terrifying than tigers at the moment. Without the front armament, it is bound to make dangerous moves. Only after trying out 36 tactics one by one can you be satisfied.

Human nature is mostly qualitative. The cautious and cautious Garqin Lin inevitably made generous and extravagant handwriting a few times, and he was still jealous of Lin Hao's tricks in his bones.

0・・・For flowers・・・

The current situation really made the Tubo Marshal frown so badly that he couldn't see the light. While he had no confidence in himself, he did not guarantee confidence in Jiannan Dao.

In the end, Garqin Lin raised his right hand according to his temperament and gave the order to retreat.

Woohoo!

Immediately after the sound of the horn, the Tubo soldiers who withdrew from the battlefield receded like a tide, leaving behind corpses all over the battlefield. In terms of the current calm, it seemed that nothing had happened.

Ma Gaoqiang's disdainful smile was tinged with coldness. After riding an ownerless horse, he waved his arms lightly. The 7000 Jiannan Dao army chased after him, causing Gal Qinlin to panic unconsciously.

"Exit three hundred miles in the future!"

"quick!"

The Tubo army, who had only retreated three hundred miles, saw the Jiannan Dao soldiers who were chasing forward suddenly stop in their tracks, and stopped pursuing.

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