Lang riding a war horse

The days are going on in full swing, and although everyone has some complaints, they dare not say anything. During this period, Gu Zhen's value has risen a little bit, and now it is 0.51. Although it is very small, it is still better than nothing.

Soon it was the day of the final battle, the weather was unexpectedly clear, the long-lost sunshine poured down like no money, and the world of Yao was covered in silver, shining brightly. This scene made Gu Zhen feel his heart surge. .

Before departure, Gu Zhen greeted everyone for a drink before leaving, and gave a speech again, and he was about to tell himself that his blood was boiling.Gu Zhen found that this body still has some buffs, such as eloquence or something. His three diplomas in the past were really useless.Now not only are the four-character idioms crackling, but if you want to pretend, you can speak with a strong bookish air. After all, this body is the head of civil servants. Although he is a bastard, he should have some knowledge.

After speaking, except for the few groups of soldiers who stayed behind, everyone followed Gu Zhen on the road.

Xiyue and Yeran rode two maroon horses at the front of the line. Gu Zhen, He Xuliang, and Liang Daguo walked side by side in the line. Gu Zhen looked at the line of people in front of him and felt a surge of emotion in his heart. The sadness of the battle, the uncontrollable start of the heart beating, although this competition can be said to be a child's play compared with the real military encounter, but the result will determine the victory or defeat of this battle, the integrity of the country's territory, Gu Zhen, who has never been a soldier or joined the army, is naturally a little excited.

But he will definitely win, so apart from being excited, he is not very nervous.

That's the game, he said to himself.

The decisive battle took place at the foot of Boundary Mountain, where there was a large open space that had been covered by thick snow before, but now it has been cleaned out. When Gu Zhen and his party arrived, the Hu people had already arrived. They could hear their deafening yelling from afar. Compared with the last negotiation, there were more than five times the number of people. I am afraid that all the young and middle-aged people who could come have come to watch the battle. After all, this is also a battle that will determine the fate of their tribe.

Looking at them from a distance, they were so dark that they couldn't see their figures clearly, but it was okay, but when they got closer, Gu Zhen couldn't help swallowing, feeling a sense of oppression.

How are these people? They all look like gorillas, and there are so many of them here, holding various weapons they made themselves or suppressed from Jiangyun's army, yelling in a language they don't understand, Gu Zhen felt as if he had come to World of Warcraft.

Ba Zhan quickly stood up and saw Gu Zhen signaling his people to be quiet, frowned fiercely, and shouted at Gu Zhen: "You, what do you say? You win all three games?"

Although what he said was half-snoring, Gu Zhen could still understand, and shouted from the air: "Yes, there are three competitions, as long as you win one, we will admit defeat!"

Ba Zhan paused for a while, then shouted: "Empty talk, no proof, I need to sign, a military order!"

Gu Zhen was a little surprised, thinking to himself that this reckless man is not completely out of his mind.

Ba Zhan raised his palm, which was only half the size of a copper basin, and waved back. The dark crowd behind him quickly gave way to a passage wide for one person, and a figure riding a horse came out, completely different from the rough barbarians. , it was a thin man with a somewhat handsome appearance, holding a scroll-like thing in his hand, he walked to Bazhang with the horse's belly between his legs.

Gu Zhen frowned and said, "That's... is that a Central Plains person?"

Liang Daguo said: "Maybe he voluntarily surrendered to the Hu people."

Gu Zhen nodded, not very surprised, after all, all the common people in the poor place like Qiong Oak ran away, and those with a little ambition had no possibility of becoming an official. It is not uncommon to flee to other countries or submit to some foreign tribes , anyway, there is no way out in this decadent country.Gu Zhen was just a little surprised that the barbarians were not even a state, at best they were only a tribe, and their cultural level was extremely low, so he didn't expect that someone would defect to the barbarians.

Gu Zhen silently searched "The Great General of the Mad Demon" in his mind, but there was no description about this person. He sighed, thinking that it would be better if there were no variables.

Gu Zhen also took a sandalwood box from the soldier next to him, took out a piece of golden cloth inside, held it in his hand and wanted to get off the horse, at this time He Xuliang beside him grabbed his shoulders, Gu Zhen turned his head to look, and there was no emotion in He Xuliang's eyes, he just said lightly: "I'll go with you."

Gu Zhen nodded, agreeing.

Ba Zhan over there also took the scroll from the man, got off the horse and walked towards this side, followed by a tall and strong man, Gu Zhen had a little impression, because he also came during the last negotiation, just to remember I don't know what it's called, but the other one is the thin Central Plains man.

It wasn't until the two sides faced each other that Gu Zhen saw clearly that the scroll seemed to be some kind of animal skin. Ba Zhan stared at He Xuliang who was beside Gu Zhen and grinned for a while, his already fierce face became even more terrifying, but He Xuliang didn't respond at all. , looking calmly at the content on the scroll they brought.

Gu Zhen gave the cloth in his hand to Ba Zhan, who directly gave it to the thin man. The man seemed to be a military adviser, or he was the only one among the barbarians who knew the characters of Zhongyuan.

Similarly, Gu Zhen also took the scroll and slowly opened it, but instead of reading what was written on it, he asked the thin man, "Where are you from? Why did you go to the barbarians?"

Before the man could respond, another tall and strong man behind Ba Zhan yelled, "Shut up! Don't talk too much!"

This roar gave Gu Zhenhou a pain in his chest, as if someone had directly yelled in his ear with a loudspeaker, Gu Zhen staggered a bit.

He Xuliang quietly clenched the spear in his hand.

In this small group of people, he seemed to be the only one who was startled by the roar. The thin man looked as if he was used to it, but said something softly, which should be the language of the barbarians. The man seemed to be tamed. The teacher followed Mao's lion, his tense muscles slowly relaxed, and his eyes slowly returned to the military order that Gu Zhen brought.

Gu Zhen was even more surprised.

The things on the two military orders are similar, nothing more than the rules and regulations that have been agreed in advance, and except for the superior side voluntarily withdrawing, until one party dies, no third person can affect the competition, no matter whether life or death, it cannot be used as a trigger for war again in the future It's a gimmick, this military order is also a sign of life and death.

The two sides quickly confirmed that Ba Zhan got a nod from the man, took a dagger, made a long cut in his palm, and took a bloody handprint on the cloth.

Gu Zhen didn't want to add any weird scars to himself, so he bit his finger, and wrote his name on the animal skin, scolding his mother while writing, why didn't he call himself Gu Yi, no, Gu Du No, why didn't I call one!

Naturally, there is no more red tape to deal with the barbarians, and the battle to determine the territory of Qiongjiao began in a neither grand nor mediocre way.

According to the plan, Yeran was the first to go into battle. The other party was a little uproar when they saw that a half-grown child was sent here. There was a lot of discussion in the dark crowd, and Ba Zhan also frowned and shouted: "Children? Look down?"

It has not been a short time to fight with the barbarians. They have already figured out what masters the opponent has, what moves they are accustomed to, and what weapons they have. But they are different here. Ye Ran is completely an "airborne soldier". In addition to being kicked by a horse in the surprise attack, he has never participated in the battle with the barbarians, and naturally no one knows what level he is.

Gu Zhen smiled at Bazhan, and said, "Let's be fine, after all, Jiangyun is a big country, we can't bully the small with the big?"

Ba Zhan was very angry when he heard this, his chest heaved and fell, and he looked like he was completely cracked, Gu Zhen shrugged his shoulders indifferently, adding fuel to the flames, only to hear Ba Zhan shout loudly, as if calling for their help. Whose name was called in the language, and a fierce man riding a horse came out from the crowd. Gu Zhen looked to be two meters long, and he was painted in the same style as Ba Zhan. His ancient brown skin was full of large and small scars. There are some hideous scars on his barren head, and he holds an iron lance (which can be understood as a mace) taller than him, and the eight rows of iron teeth on the round hammer head reflect a terrifying light.

Liang Daguo walked up to Yeran, possessed him and said, "He is Suo Mao."

Ye Ran nodded knowingly. The opponent had only a few combat powers. Beforehand, General Liang and Brother He had explained everything to him in detail. Now that they heard the opponent's name, they directly Can think of the strategy of the battle.

Liang Daguo patted him on the shoulder, with a gratified smile on his face, and said, "My good boy, don't forget what I usually teach you, you can do it, go."

A few rays of light flashed in Yeran's eyes, he nodded and said, "Thank you, General."

After finishing speaking, he looked back, nodded to Sister A to signal her to rest assured, then looked at Brother He and Gu Zhen, Brother He was still expressionless, but Gu Zhen was smiling, and raised his chin to signal him to go.

Yeran squeezed the spear in his hand, turned his head, his usually emotionless eyes were full of cold determination, this was his dream, his battlefield, his first battle to protect sister and mother!