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Chapter 129: White-eared soldier

"Drink! Break!" Thousands of Wei Wushu charge suddenly, like a titan beast, and knocked open the first line of defense arranged by Gongsun Yan. Under the leadership of Wei Qing, the defeated soldiers gathered their troops and horses and began to walk backwards. The bloody armor killed the bloody man, and the horse became a bloody horse.

"Report to the general! General Wei Qing's front army can no longer hold on, General...!" Meng Zhan rode a war horse to Gongsun Yan. He had blood on his black armor, his face was firm, and he had a beard on his green cheeks. His tiger eyes looked at Gongsun Yan, and he was breathing, with a firm look in his eyes.

Gongsun Yan still maintained a calm face, looked at Meng Zhan, rubbed his wet hands tightly for a few times, and said with a serious expression: "Meng Zhan, do you dare to charge!"

Meng Zhan was so excited when he heard this, he clasped his fists and said, "General, please give an order! The sword tip is invincible!"

"Very good! Go and replace Wei Qing! Snatch the remaining soldiers! Stabilize the situation ahead! Be sure to hold on!" Gongsun Yan said embarrassedly.

"The last general will take the order!" Meng Zhan received the general order, turned over the horse, held two guns in his hand, staring at the battlefield ahead, and gently erected his horse: "Drink!"

"Set out!" Several of the predecessors moved together, like a pack of wolves running straight to the battlefield.

"Let me do it! Although this Wei Wushu is fierce, I am confident that the soldiers in his hands are not inferior to him!" Standing behind Gongsun Yan was a middle-aged man, wearing Shu armor, with a tiger picture pattern on the white cloak behind him, wearing a silver-white helmet, a concave beard, pressing the bronze sword in his arms, and his face was plain, and even his eyes did not have much magical charm.

Gongsun Yan glanced at the general beside him, and his hands were hanging on the handle of the arrow and sighed: "It's not time for the general to come forward, just wait patiently!"

"Since that's the case! Then I'll wait!" After the man said that, he rode his war horse back to his original position. The soldiers behind him were all dressed in bright armor and bright armor. When the soldiers looked at the battlefield like Shura Field, there was no trace of tension or fear. The battle flags under his command were whistling and two words were written on it...... White ears.

The Baier soldiers were Liu Bei's personal guard force, and their military equipment was the best among the Shu army. In order not to affect his combat power, Han Yi's military transformation was too expensive, which made them still use their original armor.

As for why the Baier soldiers were sent, there were no good generals under Gongsun Yan's command, and the second was that the Baier soldiers and several famous troops such as the Shantou camp were not bad, but they were not convinced by each other. In order to calm everyone's mood, Han Yi had to take them apart.

"Go!" Meng Zhan took the lead. The first thing he saw was Wei Qing, who was fighting fiercely with Zhang Gouer. He immediately rushed up, holding two guns in his hand, and the cold light was sharp under the moonlight.

"Ha!" Hearing a tiger's roar, the two guns in Meng Zhan's hand arrived as promised, killing Zhang Gou'er's throat.

Zhang Gou'er was stunned and quickly danced the knife in her hand and resisted it. Wei Qing was also out of breath at this moment, so he had a chance to breathe. He looked at Meng Zhan who was rushing toward: "Thank you!"

Meng Zhan's eyes were as lightning as lightning, and his star eyes looked at Zhang Gou'er. He was stalemate with Zhang Gou'er with one hand and a spear. Taking advantage of the fight with Zhang Gou'er, Meng Zhan hurriedly said: "General Wei Qing, return the troops and horses to stabilize the situation!"

"Okay!" Wei Qing was not too tired, but he was just exhausted. When Zhang Gou'er heard this, she looked angry and shouted: "Where did the little brat come from? Do you think this will not exist?"

"Ding, Zhang Gou'er started anger and reduced Yan Liang's martial arts value by 5 points, added 1 in personal martial arts value, added 1 in Black Tiger Golden Sword martial arts value, added 1 in Zui Chi-throat martial arts value, added 1 in the current martial arts value!"

Insult is a naked insult. How could Zhang Gou'er not be angry? He held the big knife in his hand and was about to kill Meng Zhan. His strength was much stronger than before.

"Bang!" With a knife, Meng Zhan blocked it, but the spear sounded like a cicada, which made his palm hurt, and almost broke out, and his face said with a slight angrily: "Looking for death!"

"Ding, Meng Zhan Lu Cun's attribute is activated, you have to pay back what you owe, and you have to try the killing. The attribute force value is 3, and it can be activated twice. Facing a force value of more than 100, the attribute force value is 1, the attribute force value of 110 is 2, the attribute force value of 120 is 3, and the attribute force value of 130 is 4"

"Ding, the current Zhang Gouer's martial arts value is 106, the additional 1 in the Mongolian war martial arts value is added, the basic martial arts value is 97, the additional 4 in the martial arts value is added, and the current martial arts value is 101!"

"Bang! With one blow, the two of them did not decide the outcome, but Meng Zhan was pressed and beaten by Zhang Gou'er. Meng Zhan only felt that his palm was so painful that he thought to himself: Where did the general come from? Why have you never heard of it?

But after all the fights, there is no room for regret. Meng Zhan held his breath and focused his mind. When he fought with Zhang Gouer, he would not be able to decide the winner in a short period of time.

Pang Juan naturally saw clearly on the platform. He had a good opportunity just now and drove straight in, but disappeared because of Meng Zhan's joining. This made Pang Juan feel anxious and hurriedly said: "Send the order! The whole army charges!"

Wei Wuzhu changed his original method of fighting formation, opened the original square formation, slowly dominated by fan shape, and rushed around suddenly. Even Wei Qing was surprised. Compared with the original ferocious Wei Wuzhu, these people are now desperate.

"Report to the general! There are 10,000 soldiers fighting on our left and right wings on the west and east sides. Brothers can't hold on!"

Gongsun Yan looked up at the lights in the distance and said calmly: "Since you pay such attention, I will accompany you to the end!"

"Transfer my order! Start with this general, if you retreat, you will be killed and decisive, and Bai'er soldiers will be the vanguard, Zhong Hui! Deng Ai, you two lead their troops to resist and stabilize the battle situation ahead. You must not take a step back no matter what!" Gongsun Yan's expression gradually became cold.

Gongsun Yan suddenly pulled out the sword in his arms, his gray beard drifting in the wind, and he looked trembling when he held the sword. This is the case with veterans over fifty years old. None of the brave soldiers who have experienced many battles look like wolves or tigers, moving forward bravely.

"Crack!" The sound of the bronze sword and the bones chopping were intertwined, and blood spurted out along the flesh and blood, splashing Gongsun Yan's face. Some soldiers rushed to kill in front of them, hoping to grab the precious head, but they did not notice that the white-eared soldiers beside them were almost untouchable, and they would die if they touched.
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