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The former sword forest and the mountain stream behind it.

A lantern, a small table, a pot of wine, three glasses and three people on the small table.

The wine glasses were filled with wine, and a man in white clothes spoke: "Back then, you destroyed my Jianlin, took away Meili Xuehong, but left me alive, just for today?"

He is the leader of Sword Forest, Lu Xiaofeng!

"Even if I didn't destroy your Jianlin back then, my closed disciples would not let you go. Although I killed many of your disciples, if you were to blame me for this debt... I would also Accepted. ”

He is Su Changsheng, the master of the Taoist temple.

"I heard that your Thunder Army is about to fight against Fu Xiaoguan's army. Do you still have time to come here?"

He is Song Qingtian, the leader of Daoshan!

Su Changsheng stroked his long beard and smiled calmly. He looked up at the crescent moon in the sky. It was a little red, as if it had been soaked in blood.

"That's not the main battlefield."

"That's an army of more than 400,000 that you spent all your efforts to train, but it's not the main battlefield? Where is the main battlefield?" Song Qingtian asked.

"Chilechuan! He is in Chilechuan!"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned slightly, with a sarcastic look on his face, "Do you think this is retribution? That's what raising tigers means, right?"

Su Changsheng looked calm. He didn't care about Lu Xiaofeng's ridicule at all. "You don't know many things. He created Daxia, and this world has science. For example, a flintlock gun can kill saints with one shot. ”

"He also tinkered with a lot of things. You will naturally know these things when you go out."

"This is not about raising tigers to cause trouble, but I want these things. Now it's time to get them back, so I'm here to ask you to come out. This is the agreement we made back then."

Song Qingtian raised his head, "He is the Emperor of Daxia, with countless masters around him, but just the three of us? Are you a little arrogant?"

"No, there are six of us in total."

"Who else?"

Su Changsheng clapped his hands, and three people fell from the sky.

"Let me introduce you to Tuoba Xiaoyu, the Holy Order of Xixia, Yeluyuan, and Tulan, the Holy Order of Liao Dynasty."

Song Qingtian and Lu Xiaofeng were startled, and saw the three men bowing their hands to them. Tuoba Xiaoyu smiled and said: "The grudges were once wiped out, but now what we have to do is... work together to kill Fu Xiaoguan!"

Song Qingtian glanced at Su Changsheng meaningfully, "How many holy orders are there around Fu Xiaoguan?"

"On the surface, there are Bei Wangchuan, my third junior sister Xu Xinyan, and Ning Siyan, who has just entered the saint level. Behind the scenes, I don't know, but my second junior brother Wu Dalang is missing, even if he is added It’s only four people.”

"He has an artifact that can kill saints easily!"

"Don't worry, he still has one bullet at most!"

"Then who will take this bullet?"

"I am his master, of course I will pick him up!"

"He also has ten thousand Praetorian Guards!"

"He will always be far away from the Guards, so this battle must be fought quickly!"

……

……

The blood-red moon hangs high. If you stand in the sky and look down at Dading Mansion, you will see a city surrounded by a sea of ​​fire from all directions.

Fire oil was burning on the four-sided city wall. Tens of thousands of Thunder Army masters who flew to the top of the wall were fighting desperately with the city wall defenders with guns and knives in their hands.

The sound of gunshots echoed in the night sky, and the screams and screams of killing were endless!

Yuan Biao ran crazily on the city wall, shouting with all his strength: "Kill them to death! Guard them for me, don't embarrass the Daxia army!"

"The fire is so big, don't throw more fuel on it, save your money, the first guard quickly supports the second guard...!"

"The left city wall is in danger, please support!"

"Brothers, be careful, their rear troops are shooting arrows, stay away!"

"..."

The long knife in He Sandao's hand cut off the head of an enemy soldier in front of him with a click, "Zhao Lizhu...!"

"Uncle, what are your orders?"

"Call me, Commander! Hurry up and take my personal guards to assist the west city wall!"

"Uncle, the lady said that the guards cannot leave you even half a step on the battlefield!"

"Shut up for me, what time has it been? Go quickly, or I will shoot you right now!"

Zhao Lizhu shut his mouth, and he led five hundred personal guards and ran quickly towards the west city wall, "Give me a gun to kill this wave of enemies first!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Fierce gunfire rang out again.

"Aiming point, I usually train so accurately, how come I get like this on the battlefield!" Zhao Lizhu yelled, he raised his gun and aimed at a martial arts master wearing silver armor.

"Bang...!"

One shot knocked the martial arts master to the ground, "Don't panic in the battle! You have to be steady and accurate with your hands and eyes. Remember, hurry up and kill them before you can go back to protect your uncle!"

When the five hundred personal guards arrived, the Liao soldiers guarding the west city wall suddenly felt relieved. They looked at the warriors driving away wolves and tigers with great envy, and then they truly understood the power of the Daxia army.

The Thunder Army's flintlock muskets have little effect on the Marine Corps' bulletproof clips, but the Marine Corps' Mauser rifles can effectively kill them.

These 100,000 Thunder Army soldiers wearing bulletproof clips are the elite of the Thunder Army.

The commander of the Thunder Army, Lou Yingzong, sent a total of 50,000 elites in this first battle. He wanted to seize the city wall and open the city gate in one fell swoop, but he did not expect that the defense on the city wall would be so tenacious!

The Daxia Marine Corps is powerful, but they only have 20,000 people, and these 20,000 people are insignificant when thrown on the long city walls in all directions.

But what he didn't expect was that the Liao soldiers who helped defend the city were so brave and fearless of death!

These traitors!

Lou Yingzong held up the telescope and gritted his teeth as he watched, "According to the commander-in-chief's order, the Second Army and the Third Army are to approach the city wall two hundred meters and kill those **** Liao soldiers with flintlocks!"

A full 200,000 troops pressed up against the city wall. Immediately afterwards, intensive gunshots rang out, and the Liao soldiers who were caught off guard injured thousands of people.

"Hidden! Be careful, don't show your face!" Yuan Biao roared. He didn't notice that a master of the Thunder Army was falling from the sky behind him.

The man held a spear in his hand. He flew from a distance, and the spear in his hand pointed at Yuan Biao's back!

He just showed a ferocious smile, but suddenly felt a huge danger - he looked up and saw a knife coming towards his waist.

This is He Sandao's knife!

This is a domineering sword!

In panic, the man swung his spear to meet the knife.

"Go to hell!"

The long knife fell, and the spear was broken. The long knife was invincible, and the man blocked the waist and broke.

Yuan Biao was so frightened that his face turned pale. He Sandao fell in front of him and patted his shoulder: "Brother, you have to be careful when killing people!"

"Bang!"

"Cang!"

"Holy shit!"

A flintlock gun under the city wall hit He Sandao's silver armor. A cloud of sparks flashed, leaving an obvious bullet mark on the silver armor.

"Get down!"

He Sandao pressed Yuan Biao down. He was hit by two bullets, and he hurriedly bent down in a cold sweat. What the hell, if the enemy has this rifle, I will tell him to do it. Here it is.

The battle continues.

The blood moon sets in the west, and dawn finally arrives.

The enemy troops retreated, and the walls were covered with corpses.

He Sandao lay on the ground, lifted his helmet and gasped for air. This was the first day of the enemy's attack!

Bai Shuai...you have to come quickly!

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The former sword forest and the mountain stream behind it.

A lantern, a small table, a pot of wine, three glasses and three people on the small table.

The wine glasses were filled with wine, and a man in white clothes spoke: "Back then, you destroyed my Jianlin, took away Meili Xuehong, but left me alive, just for today?"

He is the leader of Sword Forest, Lu Xiaofeng!

"Even if I didn't destroy your Jianlin back then, my closed disciples would not let you go. Although I killed many of your disciples, if you were to blame me for this debt... I would also Accepted. ”

He is Su Changsheng, the master of the Taoist temple.

"I heard that your Thunder Army is about to fight against Fu Xiaoguan's army. Do you still have time to come here?"

He is Song Qingtian, the leader of Daoshan!

Su Changsheng stroked his long beard and smiled calmly. He looked up at the crescent moon in the sky. It was a little red, as if it had been soaked in blood.

"That's not the main battlefield."

"That's an army of more than 400,000 that you spent all your efforts to train, but it's not the main battlefield? Where is the main battlefield?" Song Qingtian asked.

"Chilechuan! He is in Chilechuan!"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned slightly, with a sarcastic look on his face, "Do you think this is retribution? That's what raising tigers means, right?"

Su Changsheng looked calm. He didn't care about Lu Xiaofeng's ridicule at all. "You don't know many things. He created Daxia, and this world has science. For example, a flintlock gun can kill saints with one shot. ”

"He also tinkered with a lot of things. You will naturally know these things when you go out."

"This is not about raising tigers to cause trouble, but I want these things. Now it's time to get them back, so I'm here to ask you to come out. This is the agreement we made back then."

Song Qingtian raised his head, "He is the Emperor of Daxia, with countless masters around him, but just the three of us? Are you a little arrogant?"

"No, there are six of us in total."

"Who else?"

Su Changsheng clapped his hands, and three people fell from the sky.

"Let me introduce you to Tuoba Xiaoyu, the Holy Order of Xixia, Yeluyuan, and Tulan, the Holy Order of Liao Dynasty."

Song Qingtian and Lu Xiaofeng were startled, and saw the three men bowing their hands to them. Tuoba Xiaoyu smiled and said: "The grudges were once wiped out, but now what we have to do is... work together to kill Fu Xiaoguan!"

Song Qingtian glanced at Su Changsheng meaningfully, "How many holy orders are there around Fu Xiaoguan?"

"On the surface, there are Bei Wangchuan, my third junior sister Xu Xinyan, and Ning Siyan, who has just entered the saint level. Behind the scenes, I don't know, but my second junior brother Wu Dalang is missing, even if he is added It’s only four people.”

"He has an artifact that can kill saints easily!"

"Don't worry, he still has one bullet at most!"

"Then who will take this bullet?"

"I am his master, of course I will pick him up!"

"He also has ten thousand Praetorian Guards!"

"He will always be far away from the Guards, so this battle must be fought quickly!"

……

……

The blood-red moon hangs high. If you stand in the sky and look down at Dading Mansion, you will see a city surrounded by a sea of ​​fire from all directions.

Fire oil was burning on the four-sided city wall. Tens of thousands of Thunder Army masters who flew to the top of the wall were fighting desperately with the city wall defenders with guns and knives in their hands.

The sound of gunshots echoed in the night sky, and the screams and screams of killing were endless!

Yuan Biao ran crazily on the city wall, shouting with all his strength: "Kill them to death! Guard them for me, don't embarrass the Daxia army!"

"The fire is so big, don't throw more fuel on it, save your money, the first guard quickly supports the second guard...!"

"The left city wall is in danger, please support!"

"Brothers, be careful, their rear troops are shooting arrows, stay away!"

"..."

The long knife in He Sandao's hand cut off the head of an enemy soldier in front of him with a click, "Zhao Lizhu...!"

"Uncle, what are your orders?"

"Call me, Commander! Hurry up and take my personal guards to assist the west city wall!"

"Uncle, the lady said that the guards cannot leave you even half a step on the battlefield!"

"Shut up for me, what time has it been? Go quickly, or I will shoot you right now!"

Zhao Lizhu shut his mouth, and he led five hundred personal guards and ran quickly towards the west city wall, "Give me a gun to kill this wave of enemies first!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Fierce gunfire rang out again.

"Aiming point, I usually train so accurately, how come I get like this on the battlefield!" Zhao Lizhu yelled, he raised his gun and aimed at a martial arts master wearing silver armor.

"Bang...!"

One shot knocked the martial arts master to the ground, "Don't panic in the battle! You have to be steady and accurate with your hands and eyes. Remember, hurry up and kill them before you can go back to protect your uncle!"

When the five hundred personal guards arrived, the Liao soldiers guarding the west city wall suddenly felt relieved. They looked at the warriors driving away wolves and tigers with great envy, and then they truly understood the power of the Daxia army.

The Thunder Army's flintlock muskets have little effect on the Marine Corps' bulletproof clips, but the Marine Corps' Mauser rifles can effectively kill them.

These 100,000 Thunder Army soldiers wearing bulletproof clips are the elite of the Thunder Army.

The commander of the Thunder Army, Lou Yingzong, sent a total of 50,000 elites in this first battle. He wanted to seize the city wall and open the city gate in one fell swoop, but he did not expect that the defense on the city wall would be so tenacious!

The Daxia Marine Corps is powerful, but they only have 20,000 people, and these 20,000 people are insignificant when thrown on the long city walls in all directions.

But what he didn't expect was that the Liao soldiers who helped defend the city were so brave and fearless of death!

These traitors!

Lou Yingzong held up the telescope and gritted his teeth as he watched, "According to the commander-in-chief's order, the Second Army and the Third Army are to approach the city wall two hundred meters and kill those **** Liao soldiers with flintlocks!"

A full 200,000 troops pressed up against the city wall. Immediately afterwards, intensive gunshots rang out, and the Liao soldiers who were caught off guard injured thousands of people.

"Hidden! Be careful, don't show your face!" Yuan Biao roared. He didn't notice that a master of the Thunder Army was falling from the sky behind him.

The man held a spear in his hand. He flew from a distance, and the spear in his hand pointed at Yuan Biao's back!

He just showed a ferocious smile, but suddenly felt a huge danger - he looked up and saw a knife coming towards his waist.

This is He Sandao's knife!

This is a domineering sword!

In panic, the man swung his spear to meet the knife.

"Go to hell!"

The long knife fell, and the spear was broken. The long knife was invincible, and the man blocked the waist and broke.

Yuan Biao was so frightened that his face turned pale. He Sandao fell in front of him and patted his shoulder: "Brother, you have to be careful when killing people!"

"Bang!"

"Cang!"

"Holy shit!"

A flintlock gun under the city wall hit He Sandao's silver armor. A cloud of sparks flashed, leaving an obvious bullet mark on the silver armor.

"Get down!"

He Sandao pressed Yuan Biao down. He was hit by two bullets, and he hurriedly bent down in a cold sweat. What the hell, if the enemy has this rifle, I will tell him to do it. Here it is.

The battle continues.

The blood moon sets in the west, and dawn finally arrives.

The enemy troops retreated, and the walls were covered with corpses.

He Sandao lay on the ground, lifted his helmet and gasped for air. This was the first day of the enemy's attack!

Bai Shuai...you have to come quickly!