Chapter 1803： Game

Huh!

Jiuhe's pupils shrank fiercely, and he looked at Baifeng in amazement. Although he knew Baifeng was a **** of war, he only knew his fame, but really speaking, he didn't know Baifeng's record. When Bai Feng opened his mouth, he suddenly hesitated.

Then Jiuhe smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

"Haha, okay, okay! I'll take a look at your means after a while."

Bai Feng hugged his hands on his chest, and still looked like that. He nodded with a smile and glanced at Chen Yu, who was sitting on the stone mountain, and smiled indifferently.

"This Chen Yu's own strength is good, but the march fought? He is still out of my sight. The military method depends on battle after battle, commanding time and time again, in order to continuously accumulate experience and integrate everything. He How many battles can I experience at this age? How much experience can I have? Personal strength can encounter adventures or inheritances, and be inherited, but the art of war? Oh, the gap in time can not be bridged by so-called adventures! "

Bai Feng seemed to be pointing at the mountains and rivers, faintly speaking, and had absolute confidence.

"Even me, in the process of continuous learning, I have not known how many times I have to die. I can achieve today's achievements in the art of warfare. Even if he goes against the sky again, it is just a war against the sky. consider."

A dozen people all nodded. They agreed with Bai Feng that they had gone through such a long life. Of course, they knew that it was easy to create a master, but they wanted to create a general who could lead a war and win an invincible battle. How difficult it is!

After all, masters only need to cultivate themselves, but if there is a march to fight, there are too many factors to consider. Climate, people's mind, situation, geography, the gap between the two sides' combat power, etc. are not something that can be mastered by cultivation alone. .

The title of the **** of war, but battle after battle!

"This time, Chen Yu will lose!"

"Yes! Zhenxian and Army God, the two together, how can Chen Yu still have a chance to win?"

"Oh, it seems that we have no chance to take a shot, so we should watch the show of military gods."

Smiles spread over the faces of those who just appeared.

"Baifeng, don't take it lightly, capsize in the gutter."

Jiuhe reminded.

Bai Feng smiled, and said indifferently, "I know that the lion beats the rabbit and also uses his full strength. Although he is not even a rabbit, I will not despise him. I hope he can last a quarter of an hour, otherwise It's too boring. "

With a wave of a hand, the smile on Bai Feng's face suddenly disappeared, two cold lights burst out from his eyes, staring at Chen Yu.

"Mr. Chen, please!"

Chen Yu nodded, and then pointed out, all of the golden soldiers suddenly moved!

At the same time, Bai Feng was also sitting in the cloud, waving his sleeves, and in the battle of the nine dead cranes, all the soldiers transformed by the sea were all moving, suddenly looking up, like a ruthless war machine, moving pace.

"Ju Liuhe, hanged!"

Bai Feng opened his mouth. This was the command language he set during the year's march. Every sentence was concise, and the counterpart was the position of each soldier in the unknown army formation.

Suddenly, a thousand soldiers suddenly launched, taking four people as a unit, following a special trajectory, wandering among the nine dead cranes, but took up six positions in a moment, and began to rush toward Chen Yu!

Chen Yu's face was calm and silent, but the golden soldier also moved.

Suddenly, in the battle of Nine Dead Heming, Heming was shocked. Under the control of Nine Crane, he turned into a flying crane and was engaged in the battle between the two sides.

The two are like two chess players, playing in a battle of nine deadly cranes.

"Elder, can you say that Mr. Chen can win?" Shuirou could not help asking.

Wen Qian's face was abnormally dignified and she said, "It's hard, it's too hard! Bai Feng is the legendary army god, and Jiuhe is a fairy. Now the two are working together. This big battle is huge for Bai Feng. Help, but for Mr. Chen, it is a powerful obstacle. When the two armies are confronted, he not only has to watch out for Bai Feng's art of war, but also always guards against the nine deadly cranes, which is almost impossible to succeed! "

Shuirou's face changed, he gritted his teeth, and said, "This is too unfair!"

"Fair?" Wen Qian smiled and shook her head. "How can there be fair? Since Mr. Chen is going to be the overlord of Tianxie Xingzhou, then no challenge can be avoided. The rules have been set, even if it is It's not fair, Mr. Chen will follow! This is the way Mr. Chen chooses, and he must go on! "

Shuirou froze, his eyes turned to the field, his fists clenched tightly, his face full of anxiety.

Not only him but everyone, including Prajna Ruri, was full of worries. Only Jia Cui was still heartless and heartless, sitting beside him, taking the medicine, and even yawning.

The game between the two sides continues.

But in just one minute, Jiuhe and Baifeng had the absolute upper hand. Even those who did not understand the art of war, could see that Baifeng's command was well advanced and had a special beauty. And there is a sense of indestructible, all things are broken. It's like the **** soldier of the battle, full of irresistible feeling.

But on the side of Chen Yu, a thousand soldiers were like headless flies, completely cluttered, under the siege of Baifeng soldiers, struggling to support, it seemed that the next moment, they would be completely finished.

"Ah, sure enough, the gap is too big! This time Mr. Chen will lose!" Someone shook his head and sighed.

In the sky, those people saw this scene, put aside their lips, a little disdain.

"I thought this guy had what he could do. I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable? It seems that it won't take long for this battle to be able to determine the winner."

"Yeah, another hour? I'm afraid he may not be able to hold on for ten minutes."

Jiuhe also smiled softly and said, "Bai Feng, I want to apologize to you. It seems that Chen Yu has no chance to threaten you at all."

Bai Feng smiled, but frowned.

I don't know why, although he seems to have an absolute advantage now, but there is a little anxiety in his heart. This uneasiness was the sixth sense he had formed after going through so many wars. It transcended the art of war and became a soldier's instinct. And this kind of feeling, in Bai Feng's military career, he has made him comeback in a desperate situation many times.

Wrong!

Very wrong!

What went wrong, and why do I feel this throbbing? However, I have experienced so many wars, judging the direction of the war, and the use of peace and time, and the use of peace and harmony, there is no problem at all, but why, my anxiety is getting stronger and stronger?

At this point Bai Feng could not laugh at all, and frowned tightly at the large array on the sea.

He deduced many times, and the final result was his own victory and absolute victory, but he couldn't relieve the strong anxiety in his heart.

At this time, Jiuhe beside him suddenly exclaimed, letting Bai Feng's heart shake.

"What's wrong?" Bai Feng asked.

Jiuhe's face suddenly became unsightly, and he looked at the big array hard, his eyes were full of incredible.

"I, I lost control of the game!"

"What did you say ?!" Bai Feng paused, then took a sigh of cold air and turned his head to look at Chen Yu.

Did he make it! ?