Chapter 140

The first ray of light in the dark told me that I had woken up in Sanmei's dream, and it should be day now. He opened his eyes and scanned around. He found that he seemed to be in a mountainous area with high mountains and dense forests, and there was a faint sound across a mountain.

I climbed to the top of the mountain along the not very steep hillside. When I looked down, I was stunned. I saw a big depression in front of me. In the depression is a grassland with an area of two football fields, on which two groups of people stand. The first army of thousands of people, dressed in ancient armor and a mixture of walking and riding, is encircling the second group of more than a dozen people. What I just heard was the majestic drum sound of this powerful army with banners waving.

From the point of view of the number of people on both sides, there is a great difference in strength, not to mention the side with a large number of people wearing neat bright silver armor, and the tall war horses are breathing with their heads down and ready to attack at any time. On the side with a small number of people, only the leader wears armor. It may be that the whole armor is mixed with some non-ferrous metal. The whole armor is light red, and there is a long colorful feather on the helmet, which is a bit like that worn by the Queen's royal guard at the military parade. I as like as two peas in the two western long swords, which are exactly the same as I saw in three dreams.

Which song is this? Mu Guiying in command? Three British war Lubu? With doubt, I walked down a distance until I could see what they looked like. At this time, the sound of war drums also stopped. The leader of the encirclers jumped out and shouted to the dozen people surrounded: "Lord count, the Duke has told us that as long as you are willing to go back with us to fulfill the engagement, he can spare the life of the fox spirit."

"What about my daughter?" a clear male voice came. I also saw from the background that this man was my father-in-law, count atua. He held the child next to him. Hu Jiumei was dressed in a pure white dress. The others looked like servants and old women, shaking with each other.

"Evil seed must die" before the leader spoke, a horseman on his right shouted at a high voice. It should be a woman. She was wearing dark blue armor, which was brighter than the count's, a bit like blue silk, and had to be a very high-grade one. Her whole face was blocked by a helmet like a mask. She couldn't see her face clearly, but judging from her voice and temperament, she should take the route of iceberg beauty.

"Then there's nothing to talk about? Can you let these people go first?" said count atua, pointing to a group of women behind him.

The leader nodded and waved to his men to make way. The throwing maids looked at the count and his wife. Hu Jiumei motioned to let them go quickly.

"Wait," the count suddenly stopped several family members who wanted to leave and shouted to the woman in blue armor, "flower servant, can you let them go?"

"It's impossible. The Lord's private affairs must not be leaked. These people must die," replied the blue demon girl decisively, and clenched her hand on the hilt of the sword. It was when the count saw that she kept her hand on the hilt that he speculated that she had the intention of killing her mouth.

"Good" surprisingly, count atua did not show much anger, but looked as expected. He motioned to his wife to stay here with others first, and raised her legs to the enemy line in Hu Jiumei's concerned eyes.

Generally speaking, when a person goes to a whole army, he will more or less have a tragic feeling of returning to death. It should be the posture that the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the heroes are gone. But I don't know why, the count has an unparalleled self-confidence. Now I finally understand why the female killer who was pressed by Sanmei on the yellow sand that day has no momentum. I'm afraid it's hereditary.

With the count's forward steps and the slight metal sound of friction with armor, the whole army opposite was quiet. The horse's hooves didn't dig the ground, but stood on all four feet, a little trying to step back. I also took advantage of this opportunity to run close in order to see more clearly.

When the count stood still like a pine, he was less than 50 meters away from the enemy's front line. The enemy team hurried out a lot of shield players, juxtaposed the square large shields together to form a wall in front of the commander's horse, which seemed to prevent the count from charging. I couldn't help laughing. I thought my father-in-law was not a war wolf. Why are you so nervous.

After stopping, the count raised his hand, pointed to several people around the commander in the enemy array, and said in a loud voice: "Shoot the moon, break the mountain, the Golden Lion and the black horn king. I've heard about four brave generals and called them the four warriors of our family. It's said that all four of them have said publicly or privately on different occasions that my adoptive brother is just a famous martial artist and can't be beaten by your men. I'm not talented. I've been instructed by an unparalleled war wolf. I want to meet four of them today. I'll ask for justice for my adoptive brother , what do you think? "

As soon as these words came out, he was immediately silenced by his momentum. Even the count's men whispered. Only Hu Jiumei had an expression of "I'm relieved that my husband works" and teased the children like nothing, saying: "Erica is the best. Smile. Your father is going to pick up some bragging vampire scum. Aren't you very happy, my little princess. Well, you smiled. Even you know those people are straw pillows, cloth outside and bran inside..."

As soon as the couple sang and made peace, several of the others who were named couldn't hang on their faces, and came out from behind the shield one after another. None of the four men rode a horse. It seems that they are all ruthless characters with a lot of killing. The first one on the left may be called sheyue. He has a long silver bow and a long barrel of arrows on his back. He is wearing silver armor. When the whole person is illuminated by the sun in broad daylight, he can just reflect a little Moonlight effect. This person is a little thinner than the other three. It seems that he takes the technical or agile route.

The second on the left is a strong man who can compare the transformed old black to a Labrador dog. The whole is like a giant beast coming out of the wilderness. According to visual inspection, his height is almost three meters. The shooting moon next to him looks not short, but only to his chest. What's more exaggerated is that his muscles bulged like stone bumps one by one. He didn't wear armor and ordinary cloth clothes. With his chest hair showing that even black and blind people have to frown, he stood there with big feet and powerful martial holes. He carried an iron rod two circles thinner than the electric pole on his shoulder. It looked solid. If it was long enough, I don't know if it was Archimedes who wanted to pry the earth.

The third one on the left is between the height and stature of the first two. The armor seems to be made of gold. It's glittering in the sun. If shopkeeper Qian is here, his first idea is to put this guy down and take all his clothes back to sell money. The man was holding a golden mace with inch long barbs. I wondered who would have to be honeycombed if he got such a blow.

The fourth man looks like the black horn king. He is really black. He is a little like old black, but a little whiter than old black. The most remarkable thing is that his helmet has two curved black corners, which is a bit like the logo of the team Jordan plays for, but it is mainly red, and the one in front of him is mainly black. In addition to the horns, the helmet and armor on the body are also black, which is black to a little non reflective. It looks a little cold in broad daylight. His weapon is a long sword, which is said to be a sword, but it is much wider than an ordinary sword, almost the width of an adult's palm.

After the four men stood still, the first man on the right, that is, the man with two black horns on his helmet, took a step forward and said, "I've heard that the count is wise all the time. Today, let me use the horn king sword in my hand to experience the skill of double love between butterflies and flowers in the palm of the wise general." then he took out the long sword on his back. This guy may be quite fond of black, Even the long sword is black.

Just when I thought the butterfly flower double love was a concealed weapon that would fly all over the sky after being hit, my famous father-in-law slowly pulled out one of the two long swords and said: "The butterfly sword is light, and the flying flower sword is heavy and gorgeous. One sword must be enough to deal with four people. The flying flower sword has a fragrance and is difficult to clean when it is stained with blood. It's also very bad for the scenery."

This is the black horn king. His face was so black that he could travel to Africa visa free. Obviously, he was angry. The long black iron sword in his hand swept the void and drove several dead leaves on the ground into the air. It can be seen that this guy is not a good person. He said to the count: "Well, it seems that in addition to wisdom first, the title of the first military general of the blood sucking family should also be the earl."

"Those who use knives and guns don't like my family. They are all done by rough people. It's too impolite." then the count turned back and threw a flying eye at his wife. The posture didn't pay attention to these four guys at all.

The black horn king was completely impatient. He roared and was about to rush forward, but he was stopped by the count's stop gesture. He only heard the count say faintly: "let's come together, save some time, and don't make a loud voice to scare my daughter."

As soon as they said this, the faces of the four people changed again. They were blacker and redder. Those who were originally white were angry and black and red. They couldn't help shouting and rushed up three. But it was not these three people who rushed to the count first, but shot the moon and brushed three arrows without moving their feet.

The three arrows flew to the count in a triangle. Behind them were three generals with a total weight of 1000 kg, especially the barefoot strong man called Duanshan. With the thump of his running, the earth seemed to tremble.

The count did not move his steps, but waved the butterfly in his hand and met three flying arrows. With this move, I immediately realized that my previous definition of this western sword was absolutely wrong, and I can't be wrong again.

This sword is definitely a medium to see and to use. The key depends on who uses it.

The count could not blink his eyes. He turned his sword point on the tip of the arrow and picked back the three incoming arrows quickly. Generally speaking, many people can use the weapons in his hand to knock down or block the flying concealed weapons.

But the count's surprise is that the direction of the three arrows has changed, but the strength and speed have not changed at all. The degree of control over the attack force is really amazing and suffocating