Rebirth of the third master of the ring of the Red Chamber

Mo Zhuo is the most valiant son of Ji Li Khan, who has repeatedly made outstanding achievements in the battlefield at the age of fifteen, and is often compared with the five princes of the year.Moreover, he possesses the 'immortality', which gives the army he leads an aura of 'invincibility'.

He was like a sharp knife, almost stabbing into the hinterland of Daqing, but such a legendary general was decapitated by an unknown soldier. What a huge blow to the Xiyi army?

The Fifth Prince thought that it would take at least ten and a half months for the Xiyi people to recover, but unexpectedly, in the early morning of the next day, the Xiyi people beat the drums rumblingly.

"Well, that's Mojo? Isn't he dead?"

"A monster! Mojo must be a monster!"

"Maybe he killed the wrong person! It's true that Mo Zhuo is not dead!"

"He is protected by the divine bird and possesses the power of phoenix nirvana. How can we fight this battle?"

The soldiers of Daqing assembled quickly, seeing the face of the enemy commander clearly, they all showed inexplicable expressions of horror.Mo Zhuo is really unkillable!He is either a god or a monster!No matter what he is, no mortal can match him!

The officers and men of Daqing panicked and timid, and quietly retreated in their hearts, and the spears, bows and arrows they held aloft drooped down one after another.

"Is there really someone who can't be killed? This king wants to see how many heads he can cut off!" The fifth prince stared at Mo Zhuo and sneered.

The generals couldn't laugh at all.Faced with such a strange and chaotic scene, veterans like them who have been on the battlefield will inevitably be shocked, let alone the soldiers?Before the battle started, the morale was exhausted first, and Daqing had already shown signs of defeat.

Jia Huan's eyesight is unmatched by ordinary people. As early as the drums were beating, he found Mo Zhuo whispering to the general beside him. That general was the deputy commander who had not been killed by him yesterday, pointing with a pale face. Own.Mo Zhuo followed his fingertips to look over, his facial features were slightly distorted for a moment, and there was deep hatred hidden in his eyes.

Jia Huan's ability is called 'immortality', but even at his strongest, it is impossible to be immortal forever.If the head is cut off, can a new one grow?I have never heard such anecdotes in the grotesque end of the world.So he was sure that this Mo Zhuo was not Pi Mo Zhuo.Who can't even recognize the enemy who killed him?

It's just a little trick.

He raised his jaw and gave Mo Zhuo a playful smile.

Today's Xiyi army has completely changed its formation. The front row is densely packed with archers, and the sun shines on the cold arrows, reflecting a burst of dazzling light.After all, they were afraid, and tried their best to avoid melee combat and change to long-distance attack.If the young general had been given the chance to enter the camp, he would have lost a lot of troops, and what was even more frightening was the blow he had caused to the soldiers' hearts.The sense of despair of being on the verge of death but being powerless to resist is hard to let go even after decades or even a lifetime.

"Shield hands step forward to cover, hurry up! Archers and bed crossbows are ready!" The fifth prince immediately adjusted the battle formation.

The terrified Daqing soldiers returned to their souls and hurriedly changed their positions, but their morale eventually weakened, and the formation inevitably became disordered.Mo Zhuo launched an attack at this time, and the first wave of arrows rained down, taking away countless lives in an instant.

"Fight back!" The fifth prince ordered loudly.

The sky above the confrontation between the two armies was filled with dense arrows, and almost even the high-hanging sun was blocked.

The sharp arrow is a deadly weapon to others, but to Jia Huan, it has no deterrent effect except for a little pain.But Mo Zhuo inadvertently caught his weakness.He can't expose his supernatural powers, and he can't let people see the spectacle of him piercing his heart with ten thousand arrows and still not dying.

But Mo Zhuo thought that he could trap him or even kill him in this way, then he was very wrong!

Jia Huan licked his lips excitedly, turned his horse's head and came to a bed crossbow, bent down to pick up the strong and heavy crossbow, and put on a five-foot-long cold iron arrow that was half an arm thick.

"General Jia, the bowstring of this crossbow is made of twisted and twisted copper wires. It can withstand the force of two hundred stones. The range is more than five hundred feet. It takes six soldiers to pull it apart..." General Hu saw the boy Riding the horse to his side to find the best shooting position, he was about to persuade him not to waste his efforts, but was stunned for a moment.

The young man pulled the bowstring easily and shot the heavy arrow straight at Mo Zhuo.A silver arc streaked across the air, accompanied by a sharp and ear-piercing whistling sound.Mo Zhuo has been closely watching the boy's every move, and he rode his horse to avoid the arrow as early as when the arrow came, with an expression of extreme horror on his face.

At the critical moment, he luckily escaped, but the general behind him was pierced by the arrow and fell down suddenly.The ferocious force poured into the bow and arrow did not abate even a bit, it pierced through more than a dozen people in a row, and then pierced into the belly of a war horse and sent it flying several feet away before it could barely stop.The Xiyi general who was carried away on the horse struggled out from under the horse corpse, his distorted expression seemed to have seen a ghost.

The bed crossbow, which was difficult for six people to pull together, was 100% lethal by the young man.Is he human?

"Bow and arrow!" The boy frowned dissatisfiedly, and ordered to the soldiers behind him.

Six soldiers stood behind the empty pedestal, still holding the noose for pulling the bowstring in their hands, and looked at him stupidly.All the soldiers around were stunned, shocked beyond words.

"Huan'er did a good job! As expected of my beloved general (wife)!" The fifth prince pulled his big bow of hundreds of stones and shot five arrows at the same time, killing five Xiyi archers in an instant. He laughed loudly, "Huan'er continue, Killing them to the brim! I, Tu Quexi, have never been afraid of anyone!"

Jia Huan also followed with a low smile, his eyes crept up a few strands of blood.

"Third Lord, bow and arrow." Ji Yan handed over a heavy bow and arrow.

Having shot a thunderous arrow, does General Jia still have the energy left?All the soldiers were shocked beyond measure.You must know that the six soldiers responsible for launching the bed crossbow have to rotate every quarter of an hour, which shows how much power is needed to activate the bed crossbow.Even the mighty Fifth Prince can only pull half full at most...

However, as soon as the thought of doubt popped up, the young man had already easily pulled the bowstring, and his slightly narrowed eyes were shining with a frightening light.The sharp piercing sound pierced everyone's eardrums, and it was another thunderous arrow!

"Bows and arrows!" The boy didn't pause at all. He took an arrow from Ji Yan's hand, shot it again, followed by another one, and after four consecutive shots, he raised his jaw and looked at the Xiyi camp. On a fully drawn bowstring, ready to inspire.

Before Mo Zhuo had time to catch his breath, another sharp arrow roared towards him.He hastily turned his horse's head to the side to dodge, the arrow brushed past his ears, and the strong wind almost scraped off a layer of his flesh.The soldiers behind him were pierced one by one, and the arrows shot more than five hundred feet square and pierced into the ground with a bang.

However, the matter was not over yet, the young man seemed to have anticipated the direction where Mo Zhuo was evading, sharp arrows struck one after another, and soldiers fell down one after another.The well-ordered Xiyi camp suddenly became chaotic. The screams of soldiers and the neighing of war horses were mixed together, accompanied by dust all over the sky.

Who would have thought that with just five arrows, Mo Zhuo's arrogance could be extinguished, and thousands of people were killed.The battle formation has been broken.

At the age of 15, he led an army to fight against Daqing. His prestige was comparable to that of the Fifth Prince. Retreat!" The morale of the army has been disturbed, and if the stalemate continues, the entire army will only be wiped out.

The aggressive Xiyi soldiers fled in embarrassment.

"Take advantage of the victory to pursue!" The fifth prince waved his hand, and the soldiers with high morale rushed forward with their sabers and spears.The Fifth Prince fell behind the young horse.The two harvested lives like chopping melons and vegetables all the way, and the enemy soldiers who killed them were terrified and pissed off.

After chasing to the vicinity of Pingqiu, the fifth prince jumped up, jumped behind Jia Huan, and yelled in his ear, "Huan'er, stop chasing! This is the territory of the Bayan tribe and an ally of the Xiyi people. If you chase down, you may encounter ambushes! Moreover, the battle line is too long, and the supply of food and grass cannot be supplied, so we need to stop and set up camp for a while to rest!"

Jia Huan didn't listen, but clamped the horse's belly tightly.

The fifth prince couldn't help it, he held his cheek and gave him a deep kiss. The two fell off the horse and rolled away on the soft grass.When all the soldiers arrived, they saw the young man riding on the waist of the prince, with a gleaming dagger stuck to the prince's fragile neck.

All the soldiers backed away, feeling sorry for the lord, and immediately stepped forward, not daring to advance an inch after a distance of three zhang.Pulling the powerful crossbow with one person's strength, and shooting five arrows through the enemy's line and retreating the army, not to mention Daqing, even in the whole world, there may not be one person who can compete with the young man.I didn't see Lord Ji turning his head silently, pretending that he didn't see anything?

Jia Huan's blood-red eyes regained some clarity, put away the dagger, fixed the young man's face with both hands, then slowly lowered his head, and placed a light kiss on his thin and beautiful lips.When the bloodthirsty frenzy devours sanity, it is always this person who takes the trouble to pull him back, ignoring his indiscriminate attacks.

The fifth prince was dumbfounded, stunned, and stiff, until the young man patted his cheek and stood up, jumped on the horse, then hurriedly got up and shouted, "Good Huaner, kiss me again! Please!"

Responding to him was the young man's back as he left swiftly and a faint smile.

All the officers and men turned their heads in embarrassment, but they thought in unison: one is tall, one is thin, one is masculine, and one is handsome. The overlapping figures are hidden in the setting sun, and that picture is actually beautiful!In fact, to be honest, the prince and General Jia are a perfect match in terms of temperament and ability!

The soldiers quickly turned around, put away their tents and provisions, and built a new camp on Pingqiu.Across the Bayan tribe and Lone Wolf Mountain is the Sangka Grassland where the Xiyi people have lived for generations. The imperial court of the Xiyi people stands in the center of the grassland.

The battle line has been pushed from the border of Daqing to the hinterland of Xiyi, but the atmosphere of victory is not felt in the coach's camp at all.

"My lord, Mo Zhuo is an unkillable monster. How should we deal with it? We can't kill him again and again, right? So, when will it be the end? Sooner or later, the soldiers will be frightened!" A general said with lingering fear.

The rest of the people were all shocked.

Jia Huan chuckled, and said quietly, "Who says Mo Zhuo can't be killed? It's just that a pair of twins with the same appearance, a bizarre life experience spread out, and a few scams of wounded self-healing will scare you. Embarrassed? Will you use your brain?"

The generals couldn't hold their heads up after being taught a lesson, but there was no dissatisfaction on their faces. They respected the fifth prince more than they did to the fifth prince. After thinking for a while, they all cupped their hands and praised: "Great advice, General Jia! Why didn't we think of that!"

"General Jia is resourceful and resourceful, how can we compare them!"

"General Jia is so talented, brave and good at fighting, we really admire him!"

"That's right, stop flattering, and get the hell out of here. Tell the soldiers that Mo Zhuo is a pair of twins, nothing surprising!" The Fifth Prince waved his hands impatiently.

All the soldiers hurriedly resigned, but when they reached the door, the young man complained, "Call me Guerrilla General in the future, don't call me General Jia. It sounds like this military position is fake."

All the generals burst out laughing, bowed and retreated at the same time, no longer the previous contemptuous contempt.