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Three hundred and twentieth chapters big victory

Before the blade reached, the surging force, which was as strong as a wave, poured down.

In an instant, Jinlong was shocked to find a strong sense of oppression, which made him almost suffocate.

Jin Long, who had never fought with Gan Ning, suddenly realized that the young general, who was not very old, had extraordinary martial arts.

Without thinking too much, the sword had arrived like lightning.

Jinlong took a deep breath, and his whole body was filled with all the strength to his arms, and he held the knife to block each other with great enthusiasm.

Amid the buzzing sound of the hound, the blade hit, and the huge force like a raging wave poured directly into the golden dragon's body from the weapon.

The golden dragon's body shook violently, and he felt the surging force hit his internal organs, which only caused his qi and blood to swell, and his five internal organs were about to split.

With a glance at the squinting eyes, the golden dragon was even more frightened to find that a trace of blood had flowed out between the fingers of the knife. In the meantime, the tiger's palm was shattered.

"This child's martial arts skills are no less than that of Gao Shun, the dog thief. Could it be that he is the old thief named Gan Ning..."

When he was shocked, it was too late. Gan Ning's old face was as cold as ice. His ape's arms stretched out. Before he could see clearly how he changed his moves, the second sword was already like a wheel, slashing across.

The golden dragon's qi and blood were not calmed down. Seeing that the first killing move had arrived, I knew that his martial arts were inferior to his opponent, but he didn't think too much about life and death. He was eager to hold up a knife to block each other.

Clang~ Mars flew everywhere, and another sound of metallic sound.

Gan Ning's subordinates showed no mercy and had done their best to this knife.

The golden dragon felt a thousand pounds of force coming, and his qi and blood were turbulent, and his footsteps were unstable. His huge body fell to the side by the knife, and he hit the wall of the city tower heavily.

"This old guy's martial arts is certainly..."

When the golden dragon was frightened, he felt the five-year-old rolling inside, and the sweetness in his mouth was vaguely felt, and blood was already soaked in his mouth.

Before the horror, Gan Ning's third and fourth swords came one after another like a storm.

One sword is as fast as one sword, and one sword is as fierce as one sword. Both swords and swords are killing ways to take human life.

Jin Long didn't even have the opportunity to think about the pros and cons, so he could only endure the turbulence of his qi and blood and try his best to withstand it.

Just when the Jinlong was in a panic, several walls along the city line had been broken through. Hundreds of Chu soldiers were inspired by Gan Ning's bravery and bravely came to the city. The sword ruthlessly slashed at the enemy soldiers with disorganized morale.

The Korean army was small and the morale was already scattered. As more and more Chu troops rushed to the city, the previous defensive battles at the city had evolved into a close-knit hand-to-hand combat, and the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable to the Korean army.

However, Jinlong had no choice but to do anything about it.

At this time, he did not even care about the defeat on the front line of the city wall. He was being forced to be in a hurry and overwhelmed by Gan Ning's extremely fierce sword force.

Gan Ning's martial arts are at its peak, and the strength of the Golden Dragon is only between first-class and second-class. The difference in realms is huge. If it weren't for the Golden Dragon fighting to save his life, how could he be able to stop Gan Ning's ten moves?

However, this gap in strength, even if the Golden Dragon fights his life, how can it be made up for it?

In the blink of an eye, fifteen moves have passed, and the golden dragon is already in chaos with swords and horses, and there are many flaws.

Jinlong wanted to escape, but the city was already full of melee. Jinlong's retreat was blocked by the crowd and had no way to retreat, so he could only fight to the death.

With Gan Ning's martial arts, as long as you try to attack a few more moves, it is easy to get the life of the Golden Dragon xi within a few moves.

However, Gan Ning kept Gao Shun's instructions in mind and ordered him to confront Jinlong and capture this person as much as possible so as to keep it for later use, so he did not kill him.

Say it!

With three consecutive attacks, the huge force hit the golden dragon's footsteps and horses were chaotic, and his figure was shocked. The sword in his hand was almost unable to hold it.

Gan Ning seized the opportunity, let out a low roar, and the long sword in his hand penetrated the golden dragon's defense, and slashed towards the golden dragon's neck with the sound of the hunting wind.

This sword is already about to take the life of the Golden Dragon.

When the golden dragon's body was not stable, he saw that the bright blade had swept like a crescent moon.

A terrifying tide hit the whole body, and the golden dragon's mind suddenly became blank, leaving only two words:

"It's over!"

That face was instantly twisted to the point of being unnatural. When the eyes instinctively closed, they were completely lost and they were killed.

A sneer flashed across Gan Ning's mouth.

When the blade attacked the golden dragon's neck, it suddenly changed into a slap.

Cang~ With a dull sound, Gan Ning's back slapped Jin Long's head heavily. With this blow, Jin Long flew backwards and hit the wall with a bang.

Although Gan Ning's sword did not kill him, the force inside was so strong, but this beat was enough for the Golden Dragon to bear.

The golden dragon's nostrils and mouth instantly spurted blood, and he felt dizzy and fainted without saying a word.

The sword slapped the golden dragon fainted, Gan Ning snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand swept away the fallen leaves like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, continuing to attack the stubborn enemies.

One by one, the heads were harvested wantonly, and countless Korean troops rolled down from the city with screams.

The suspension bridge was cut down and the city gate was lifted from the inside. The Chu army soldiers who were waiting outside rushed towards the city like a tide breaking the dam.

Losing the command of the main general, the city gate was broken again, and thousands of remaining Korean troops had completely lost their will to resist.

The defense of Xiangshan was completely collapsed.

Gao Shun, who was watching the battle under the city, could finally stop beating the drums.

At this time, although he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, he was in a very refreshing mood.

He admired Gan Ning's beautiful siege battle with his own eyes, and confirmed the correctness of his choice of Gan Ning as the vanguard of this battle. Gan Ning is worthy of being the most aggressive general in his Chu army.

The shouts of killing gradually faded, and most of the battles in Xiangshan had ended, and the two cities in Guancheng, north and south, were occupied by the Chu army.

Except for hundreds of people who escaped from Beicheng to Guanzhong by luck, most of the other Korean troops were killed, and Jin Long and Jin Xiaosheng and other guards were all captured by Gan Ning.

When night fell, the two cities in Xiangshan, north and south were covered with large flags with the word "high".

The victorious soldiers cleaned the battlefield, while Gao Shun rode his horse slowly in the city, and walked into Xiangshan with his head held high.

This southern gate of Guanzhong is the majestic pass that guards Nanyang, and now it has finally fallen into the hands of Gao Shun.

From now on, no matter Japan or other princes, they would never imagine that they would easily enter the territory of North Korea to conquer his city and massacre his people.

The moment he rode his horse into Xiangshan, Gao Shun felt a sense of relief in his heart.

He rode his horse all the way, and Gao Shun advanced to Jinlong's military palace.

When Gao Shunbu people's lobby is, looking around, the cups and plates are full of mess, and the air is still surrounded by wisps of undispersed fragrance of wine.

In the lobby, more than a dozen monkeys knelt there in panic, all of them like frightened birds, and they didn't dare to let out a breath.

Gao Shun sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Jinlong is quite good at enjoying it. He is indeed a wealthy man."

In the words, the irony is revealed.

All the generals laughed, not hiding their satire towards the Golden Dragon.

And the dancers who were kneeling down were even more scared and trembled as if they were trapped in a tiger's mouth.

Gao Shun glanced at the maki on the ground and waved his hand, "Leave two for me to warm up the bed, and the rest of you are all divided. Let's enjoy it, just treat me as a reward for your hard work in today's battle."

The generals looked at the beauties and had long been slanderous. When they heard Gao Shun's gift, they were all very happy and were extremely grateful to Gao Shun.

The group of tigers and wolves then snatched all the dancers and left happily.

When Gao Shun was just sitting in the main seat, the footsteps sounded outside the hall, but Gan Ning made a big stride.

"General Gan Ning is indeed a good general who is good at attacking. After the battle just now, I really opened my eyes!" Gao Shun was not hesitant to praise Gan Ning.

Gan Ning was a little proud and bowed: "If the general didn't beat the drum himself to boost morale, how could the last general and the soldiers break through the city in one go?"

Although Gan Ning is arrogant, she also knows not to take advantage of her achievements.

Gao Shun is in a great enemy, and he is in a very good mood.

At this time, Gan Ning waved his hand and shouted, "Bring that golden dragon up."

Soon, several soldiers carried the still sleeping golden dragon in.

Gao Shun looked down the steps and saw that Jin Long's face had been rotten halfway, and he was ashamed of death and did not move at all.

When he saw the golden dragon, Gao Shun couldn't help but feel emotion in his heart and sneered: "This golden dragon is really unlucky. It actually fell into the hands of this general. Come on, let's wake him up first."

After the order was passed, several personal soldiers quickly raised a large bucket and sneered, and the one who "wowed" him fell on Jinlong's body.

After being stimulated by cold water, the golden dragon, who was already fainting, shook his body and woke up faintly, slowly opened his eyes.

The golden dragon, who was still in a daze, had not yet come back to his senses, and his eyes were looking around in confusion.

Gao squatted down, patted Jin Long's face with his hand, and sneered: "I said General Jin, how long has it been since then? Why don't you know me, an old friend?"

The confused golden dragon rubbed his eyes and stared at Gao Shun blankly.

A moment later, when he recognized the nightmare face, his originally confused expression suddenly became occupied by unprecedented horror.

"Oh" screamed, and the golden dragon lying on the ground suddenly jumped up, as if he had seen a devil, so scared that he stepped back.

But just as he jumped up, he was kicked hard by the captain behind his knees, his legs became weak, and he knelt down again after a pounce.

The golden dragon was about to struggle to get up, but he pressed the captain's tiger palm on his shoulder, and it was difficult to get up even if he had the best effort.

At this time, Gao Shun had already stood up and stared at the kneeling captive with a cold look.

At this time, Jinlong realized that he had become Gao Shun's captive again, and his face was filled with fear and shame.
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