The First Chaos In History

Soon after the general led in, I suddenly heard the continuous sound of cannons in the inner city. Zhao Yun hurriedly helped me and asked, "What is it?"

I angrily said: "It's a cannon, this old thing is for us to put on the stage."

The gate of the city opened wide for a while, and Wu Sangui dressed in a yellow robe slowly walked out under the support of the generals. The old guy looked more energetic than when he walked from me. That said, the right is the best for men. Every wrinkle of the old thing looks gleaming. It’s not like that at my time. It’s like moving a horse and carrying a bag to chess and Zhao Bailian’s father.

Wu Sangui went out of the city gate, glanced at us, smiled with his hand held down, and said, "Are you here to join the army?"

I smiled and said: "Yes."

The old guy nodded slightly, seemingly relieved. As soon as I relaxed, the old guy suddenly changed his color and said: "It was the little kid from Kangxi who sent you to surrender, right?"

Zhao Yun whispered: "It really made Army Master Zhuge expected that he doubted us."

To be honest, I also expected it. Don’t look at Lao Wu’s high spirits now, but everyone understands that Kangxi’s strength is not a little bit stronger than him. At this time, the Man Baqi can be regarded as the world’s most elite force. Coupled with Kangxi's gentle policy towards the whole of China, the Han people were unwilling to help him as the people wanted, and the people who opposed Qing Fuming hated him even more. Lao Wu is now an enemy of the whole people. In addition to lack of heart, you can only have ulterior motives when you come to surrender at this festival. I looked up to the sky and smiled: "I thought that His Majesty Zhou would be thirsty when he is employing people. I can't imagine that he is also a conscientious person. I saw the wrong person-Zilong, let's go." All the Shu soldiers were about to turn their heads, Wu Sangui waved his hand and said, "Hold on!"

...I knew he had to say that---but when I said that, the other party would have to say that. What is this trick called? Trying to catch it, even if you are really undercover, keep it as the first nirvana to successfully penetrate the enemy.

Wu Sangui said with a smile on his face: "The temper is not small, I just ask casually, the strong man doesn't need to mind."

I hummed angrily: "Skills can be killed but not insulted."

Wu Sangui said, "Then I'll ask you. Why should I believe that you are not here to cheat?"

I pointed at Zhao Yun casually: "With my brother, my brother is invincible with a sharp gun. If we want to get promoted and get rich, we can go directly to Kangxi."

Zhao Yun pulled me and whispered, "Brother Xiaoqiang, isn't it a bit too much?"

I also whispered to him: "It's okay. If you say you are invincible, you are invincible." Zhao Yun played with a gun. Didn't you block the cap like Li Yuanba played with a hammer? Unless you have a submachine gun.

As expected, Wu Sangui's eyes brightened, and he looked up and down Zhao Yun and said, "Is this young man so good?"

I provocatively said: "If you don't agree with you, try it!"

A general around Wu Sangui said angrily: "Presumptuous!"

Wu Sangui smiled indifferently, and then commanded: "The school army field orders soldiers, all the generals gather, let's observe and observe the marksmanship of this invincible young general."

Zhao Yun still did not forget to say humbly: "That is Xiaoqiang brother absurd praise."

Wu Sangui led soldiers throughout his life. The imperial city was the largest military field. He gave an order. The 20,000 elite soldiers assembled in an instant, and a group of generals surrounded him with bright armor and bright armor. The old guy took a seat and pointed at us with his fingers and said: "Generals, there are two strong men who came to surrender. It is said that the young general’s marksmanship is brave, and whoever is willing to go out to prove it with him. The winner is meritorious and innocent. We will reward together after the war, so that the world will know that I, Wu Mouxiang, is a meritocracy and has no heart. Partiality."

The general who had scolded me stood up and clasped his fists: "The minister is willing to throw some bricks to attract jade, please your majesty."

Wu Sangui said with satisfaction: "That's right, General Wang has fought with me for many years. I have always trusted martial arts. But you have to remember that this is just a private discussion.

As soon as General Wang bowed, he lowered his sword and mounted Tai Chuo on his horse. After three cannon shots, the horse-running field was majestic and majestic.

I whispered: "Damn. The old traitor said that he was not partial. His people came out to be cannoned. Our people didn't even play "Athletes March"." I looked at the horse girth. Zhao Yun said: "Zilong, don't be nervous, calm down."

Zhao Yun smiled and said: "I understand that Zilong is young. It's not like playing against people once or twice. Seeing his posture holding the knife, I'm afraid it's not a head and a half worse than the second brother."

I saw what he said well. Said at ease: "Well, go, give him some

Zhao Yun mounted his horse, put the gun horizontally in front of him, his eyes suddenly changed, and the handsome black-faced guy galloped into the racecourse, clasping his fists and saying, "Senior, please!"

The general king was not polite. He raised his sword and slashed his head. Zhao Yun still kept his salute at this time. Seeing that he couldn't even pick up the gun, he lightly pulled on the rein, and the horse strolled forward leisurely a few steps. General Wang cut through with a knife, and the two of them side by side with such effort, Zhao Yun picked up his spear and pierced it aside. The tip of the spear pierced General Wang’s breastplate from the left, and the spear tip was exposed from the right, but it looked like it was not. Injuring his flesh and blood, Zhao Yun lifted his hand and General Wang was thrust into the sky, and then slipped down the barrel of the gun. Zhao Yun immediately caught him, drew the gun body from his armor, and placed him on the ground. Armed his fists and said: "I have given way."

We all look silly!

From the beginning to the end, almost a minute was useless for the two of them. Before General Wang’s knife fell, Zhao Yun pierced the candied haws. Strictly speaking, this can only be regarded as a half trick. It is not so much a contest. What's more, it's like a game played by adults and children---the child is so coquettish that he wants to hug, and the adult will grab him and throw a few times to relieve his boredom.

The general king was still in the clouds until his feet fell on the ground, and said dazedly: "Why did I get off the horse?"

Wu Sangui's face sank like a water and said, "Call the general king back, who is the second?" The old guy couldn't hold back his face after losing the battle so embarrassingly.

A middle-aged general said loudly: "The minister is willing to go!"

Wu Sangui looked at him, and he probably felt more at ease when this person came out, nodded and said, "General Li, be careful!"

With the same three cannons, General Li rushed to the field. I was amused when I saw his weapons. This man shamelessly took a Fangtian painted halberd. It might be a bit too much to say that he was shameless, but Fang Tian painted a halberd. Is that thing that ordinary people can use? Zhao Yun was born in the Three Kingdoms, and it is impossible for him to be unfamiliar with this weapon. He is ranked second by many people in the overall ranking of the Three Kingdoms generals, because there is Lu Fengxian in front of him, and our Zilong is absolutely sensitive to this thing.

In particular, General Li also wore a shirt of Hundred Flowers, riding on a red horse with great sorrow, and looked defiant. It can be seen that Lu Bu still has a great influence on future generations. He came on the field and took his own identity. He sniffed at Zhao Yun and said: "Look at your young age, let you shoot first."

"Okay!" Zhao Yun handed out his spear while he was speaking, with the spear head in the ear of Fang Tian's painted halberd, his hand raised. This General Li’s halberd was kited by Zhao Yun and flew far away from the school’s military field. General Li still kept his hands with a halberd, his expression demented, and it took a long time to say: “I’m not ready yet...”

Zhao Yun smiled and said, "I can wait for you."

I rolled my hand into a trumpet and shouted, "I really want to face it, if you are embarrassed, pick it up and compare it."

Wu Sangui's face was blue with anger, and he slapped the table and said, "You get me back!"

General Li saw his master angry. I tremblingly got off the horse and walked back, unwilling to look back, and said aggrieved: "I'm really not ready yet..."

Wu Sangui got up angrily and shouted: "If it hurts our military's prestige, we will severely punish them!" As for the rules set just now, they all forgot.

A vigorous voice said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the veteran will go and discuss with the little general." The one who said this was a veteran who was nearly 60 years old. The gray beard floated on his chest, and his expression was not angry or majestic. When Wu Sangui saw this person talking, he couldn't help being polite: "It's General Zhao, why bother you to go out in person?"

The old general Zhao boldly said: "Looking at this doll's marksmanship in its own right. The old minister's skills for a while, your majesty also knows that the old minister's ancestors and the three kingdoms generation gun **** Shunping Hou Zhaoyun are quite related, I want to look at this ancestral Zhaojia gun. Can you share the worries for your majesty?"

Wu Sangui held Lao Zhao's hand in silent tears, and finally whispered, "Old General, we can't lose anymore!"

Old Zhao nodded, glared at the soldiers who were about to fire the cannon for him, and said angrily: "Go to the side. It's not too shameful!" General Wang and General Li were embarrassed. I can't say a word.

Old Zhao Fei wore a white horse, and took off his weapon on the triumphant hook. It turned out to be a bright silver spear. He urged the horse to come to Zhao Yun and smiled with a beard: "Baby, the marksmanship is not bad, who did you learn from?"

Seeing his age, Zhao Yun respectfully said: "Going back to the old predecessors, a few teachers had taught him before. After learning a few tricks, he started to think about it by himself, and the predecessors laughed."

Old man Zhao said with satisfaction: "Well, at a young age, it is rare not to be arrogant or impatient. If you walk under the old man for 50 rounds, I will accept you as a closed disciple?"

Zhao Yun: "..."

I shouted: "Zilong, ignore him, the old-fashioned B criminal who beat Ya!"

Zhao Yun arched his hands and said, "Senior, please."

Lao Zhao was afraid that he would suffer from General Li's loss again. He hurriedly grabbed the gun in his hand, first distracted a white dragon's claws and stabbed. Zhao Yun flashed back, and he stabbed back with the gun in one hand. Old Zhao walked away. His gun had reached his chest immediately, and he hurriedly turned his hand back to resist. Seeing that the barrel of the gun was about to put the gun head on, Zhao Yun turned his wrist and stab again. The old man hurriedly pulled his horse back and said unexpectedly: "Hey, who taught you a single-handed gun? Your land?"

Zhao Yun paused and said: "The younger generation figured it out by himself. Please tell the older generation if you have any problems."

Old Zhao said, "Uh...no, I made it better than you when I was young, but now it's not possible, I don't have enough strength in my hands."

Zhao Yun scratched his head and said: "Single-handed guns are fast and long. What you pay attention to is skill and speed. In fact, it has nothing to do with strength."

Old Zhao blushed and said, "Have you learned this formula too?"

Zhao Yun said: "This is what I want."

Old Zhao said: "The little baby has a big tone. This is clearly the formula of Zhao's gun." "Zhao's gun?"

Old Zhao said proudly: "Don't you know~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The ancestor of the old man is commensurate with the Zhao Yun brothers, and the old man is also named Zhao. This Zhao family gun was hand-in-hand by Zhao Yun to my ancestors and passed down from generation to generation! "

Zhao Yun curiously asked, "Don't dare to ask the ancestors about the name?"

Old Zhao said with a solemn expression: "The ancestors are the same fortune, they are the famous warriors of the three countries."

"You mean Zhao Tongfu?" Zhao Yun thought for a while and said: "This person is indeed a fellow with me. He is not a general, but feeds us horses, but we are quite affectionate. He keeps calling my eldest brother."

Old Zhao was dumbfounded, then furious, and roared: "Little baby, you are deceiving too much!" He pierced over as if he was shaking his guns and killing his life. Zhao Yun easily resolved, and explained: "Senior, don't get me wrong, I'm talking about everything. It’s true. Zhao Tongfu has a habit of raising horses. He likes to print his name on horses. It’s not easy to confuse him. You can watch it if you don’t believe it."

Lao Zhao didn’t care what Zhao Yun said. He poked and pierced like crazy. Everyone laughed. They all thought about Zhao Yun, a young man who seemed to be serious and mature, but his mouth was worse. At first I thought it was Zhao Yun’s unkindness, but two. When the horse made the wrong stirrup, I accidentally discovered that Zhao Yun's horse had three words printed on its ass. Take a closer look: Zhao Tongfu---