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The speaker was a man of about forty years of age, with a purple face, a leopard's head and eyes encircled by a ring, a swallow's collar and a tiger's beard, and an eight-foot-long figure.

Han Huaichu cupped his hands and asked: "Who is the general?"

The general glared with his eyes, and said with a coarse voice: "General Zhang Han!"

Hearing that, Han Huaichu was startled, and thought: "So it's this Taisui!"

He had read about the Great Deer War before, and knew that Zhang Han was the strongest general under the Qin Ii. It was precisely this Zhang Han who was both wise and courageous that completely defeated Chen Sheng's Zhang Chu army, and also settled Xiang Liang's army, causing Xiang Liang to die on the battlefield.

Han Huaichu raised his eyebrows and asked: "What does General Zhang want to do?"

Zhang Han roared, "Come and eat my palm!" He struck out with his palm. The explosive force of the palm attack was as strong as his appearance.

Han Huaichu remained calm and waved his palm.

A person behind Zhang Han suddenly stood up and shouted: "Good martial arts, try taking this palm of mine!" This man was a head taller than Han Huaichu, he was as sturdy as an iron tower, his entire body was twisted, and his head was long and bald. Without saying more, he sent a palm strike straight at Han Huaichu.

Han Huaichu did not dare to take it head-on, and stepped to the side. His body moved like a dragon, and his single palm turned into a blade as he chopped at the brawny man's wrist.

A person among the group of generals flashed out, his hand striking towards Han Huaichu's palm like a hook. He was short and agile, and his movements were as fast as a runaway rabbit. He used the Snake Fist.

Han Huaichu turned his palm into an eagle's shape, and was about to capture the spirit serpent.

The brawny man suddenly bent his body and charged forward like a tank. This move, "Iron Head Technique", was a technique that did not follow the rules and was unreasonable. With only a strong body and a hard head, he knocked Han Huaichu down.

Han Huaichu jumped back two meters and said loudly: "Do you want to rely on your strength to win?"

The sturdy man laughed: "We will definitely teach this brat who doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

It turned out that the sturdy man who displayed Iron Head Art was called Sima Xin, and the one who used Snake Fist was called Dong Yi, and he was sworn brothers with Zhang Han. Seeing that Zhang Han had lost half a punch, the two of them came together to support.

Han Huaichu was fearless, he laughed: "All of you come at me together!"

The three meanings of Zhushan, much less say, swarmed forward. Zhang Han released a series of kicks, Sima Xin struck out with the Stele Splitting Palm, and Dong Yi drew out a spirit serpent that split into three sides and attacked Han Huaichu at the same time. The three of them were used to working together and had a tacit understanding with each other. The three of them attacked at the same time, and looked like they had already sealed off all paths of retreat for Han Huaichu.

Han Huaichu's body spun, his left and right hands swiftly swept out, and he had already activated the "Bending Heaven" great technique.

In the blink of an eye, Sima Xin's Breaking Stone Palm, Zhang Han's kicks, and Dong Yi's Snake-Fist, all clashed together. The three of them cried out in pain.

But Han Huaichu dodged to the side, and put his hand down while smiling, as if he was not injured at all.

Just now, he had used the trick of using the 'Proximity Chasm' to draw the three righteousness of the Zhang Shan together and let them suffer the consequences.

A strong musky smell wafted in the air. A woman walked in from outside the tent. Her figure was graceful and her waist was as thin as a willow tree. He was wearing a gauze robe which was as thin as a cicada's wing. It lazily draped over his perfectly round shoulders. His feet were as white as jade as he walked through the barracks. However, he didn't touch the slightest blemish. Her voluptuous figure was like a ripe peach, giving off a boundless temptation. A thin veil covered her face, making people unable to recognize her face. All they could see was a pair of flirtatious eyes.

The woman had a dark green cane in her hand, only a foot and a half long. A pair of charming eyes stared at the graceful Han Huaichu, and praised: "Young Noble has such handsome skills!"

Meng Yi stood up from his Tiger Skin handsome chair and bowed: "Cymbidium is here, why don't you tell me, tell me to send someone to welcome you."

The "Cymbidium" said: "The number of corpses is becoming fewer and fewer. That Whitey of mine isn't full yet, and got angry at me. Upper General, what do you think is the best course of action? "

When Han Huaichu heard this, his hair stood on end, "So those corpses were all used to feed this' Cymbidium 'or whatever' Whitey '. I wonder what kind of fierce bird that Whitey is? A dozen corpses were still not enough to eat their fill. And it had always been forbidden for women to enter the Qin Camp. Meng Yi's military was extremely strict, so how could he allow a woman from the 'Cymbidium' to stay in the camp? and seems to be extremely respectful to the 'Cymbidium'. "

Meng Yi then said with a smile: "Cymbidium, please let Whitey endure for two days. In three days, our army will have a battle with the Anti-scoundrel s of the Mo family. In the past few days, Whitey has been starving, but based on the Cymbidium's love, she can feed the cows and sheep horses to it. "

The horses of the Qin Army had gone through rigorous training and were all more than five feet tall. At that time horses were expensive, and one horse could be exchanged for five slaves. Yet Meng Yi actually told the spirit demon girl to pick her own horse and feed her some Whitey!

Cymbidium nodded and looked at Han Huaichu: "Who is this little brother?" The autumn wave flashed, and a breathtaking jade-green light shot out.

When Han Huaichu saw that gaze, his mind was in a mess.

Meng Yi said: "Cymbidium, this is the messenger from the Mo family. "Don't use that 'Demon Witch Nine Yin Method' on him."

Cymbidium immediately retracted her sharp eyes upon hearing it. Han Huaichu's body shook, she had regained her consciousness.

Only now did he understand that he had heard the Cymbidium's words just now. When he heard the words "Demon Witch Nine Yin Method" from Meng Yi's mouth, he felt a lingering fear.

"Damn, that was close!" "This demon's bewitching arts are so evil, I almost became his furnace."

It was not a good place to stay. Thus, Han Huaichu did not speak anymore. He quickly bade farewell to Meng Yi, and left the Tiger Lair of the Qin Camp, walking towards Wanzai Valley.

When Han Huaichu returned to his Wanzai Valley, it was already the third night. After he had just passed the gate, he saw a frail Zhang Liang waiting by the side of the road by himself, looking up at the sky, waiting for his return.

When Zhang Liang saw Han Huaichu, she was elated. She went up to him and said, "Xin Lang, you're back!"

Han Huaichu knew she was worried, so he pretended to be indifferent, and said: It's just a written challenge, there's no need for Sister Liang to worry.

Zhang Liang glanced at him and said: "I'm afraid that you won't be able to return. I've been standing here for four hours."

Han Huaichu said lovingly, "Sister Liang, why do you have to go through so much trouble?"

The two of them went over to Mo Zhuang's residence and saw that everyone was waiting for them. Han Huaichu said a few words, and everyone knew that the Holy Sword Sect was safe for now, and seeing that it was already late, they all went to sleep.

The next day at noon, the leaders of the various sects gathered at Mo Zhuang's residence to discuss about the decisive battle.

The leader of the Five Tiger Broken Sect, Jin Xuan Du said with a hum, "I am a boor, I don't know anything." "People in the martial arts world have strong martial arts. Let's fight to the death with them."

Xiang Liang shook his head: "In this battle, if it wasn't for me fighting in the martial arts world, no matter how high your martial arts are, trapped in the midst of thousands of troops, I am afraid you would not be able to use it."

Sect Master Lv Chen said, "Let's choose a group of people with powerful martial arts skills and sneak into the enemy camp during the night. We can set a fire on them and take the chance to rob their camp, burning their food."

Han Huaichu shook his head: "Last night, I went to issue a challenge. I saw that the Qin Camp is extremely heavily guarded, and even the stables have people standing guard outside.

Xiang Liang nodded and said, "Meng Yi is the most cautious when leading troops."

The Shark Gang Leader Peng Yue said hoarsely: "If we can't fight, then we will just fight. If we can't fight, then we will just hide in the valley. Once the big iron gate is closed, no one can come in due to Qin Army. "

Long Xiang Pavilion's Pavilion Master Long rolled his eyes at him and said: "The iron gate is very narrow, and I, over two thousand people, was defeated. How can we squeeze through now?" At that time, defeat would be akin to a landslide, and they would be utterly defeated. Furthermore, us brothers of Holy Sword Sect, will we not care about their lives? "

Peng Yue was known as the "Guerrilla Captain". Over the years, the Shark Gang and the surrounding Qin Army relied on guerrilla tactics, with the enemy retreating and advancing, the enemy advancing and retreating. At this time, he also wanted to use his expertise in guerrilla warfare to fight against Meng Yi's lead Qin Army.

The chief of the Qilian Twelve Chain Dock, Han Guang, said impatiently, "With this idea of yours, what do you think? There is a commander on the battlefield. Although we have many people in the martial arts world, we can be like a piece of loose sand. We were invited by the Ju Zi, we should let the Ju Zi make his decision and listen to his commands. "

Mo Zhuang stood up, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, stronghold master Han, for your kindness, but this old one does not understand the matters of the army. I think that the matter of the army fighting should be under the command of the Sect Head Xiang. Sect Head Xiang is the son of the famous general Xiang Yan, so he should be able to take on this role. "

Everyone's gaze turned to Xiang Liang.

Xiang Liang hesitated.

In his mind, he once again thought of the scene of his father and Qin Army fiercely battling with their flesh and blood.

A row of hard crossbows shot out like they covered the sky and covered the earth, suppressing the ferocious Chu Army to the point where they couldn't get close at all, as rows after rows of them fell into the pool of blood.

He was covered in blood, his left hand holding onto a head, while his right hand was dragging a Chu Army prisoner of war, trying their best to chase after the defeated Chu Army, hoping to obtain another piece of door tile that could help him advance to the next level, the enemy head.

Under the siege of a group of Qin Generals, his father, Xiang Yan, who had been shot through the chest, was finally unable to endure the attacks anymore. With a pierce through the armor, Xiang Yan fell to the ground.

Xiang Liang shook his head, and said: "There are too many deceitful Qin people, and their Qin Army is too cruel. My father is not a match for you all, and I fear that I have let you all down. "

His voice paused for a moment, and then he said: "With so many Gaodi s present, there's no need for me to mess around with them."

Uncle Zhou sighed: "It's a pity that my Third Senior Brother Li Zuoche isn't here. Otherwise, why would I be afraid of him, Meng Yi?"

Zhongli Mei suddenly stood up and said in a clear voice: "I recommend a person to everyone. I know his abilities the best.

Everyone asked in unison, "Who would Brave Warrior Zhong recommend?" Zhongli Mei pointed at Han Huaichu, and enunciated every word: "My junior brother, Han Xin."