Chapter 536

Sparse eyebrows, yellowish brown eyes, a flat face, even with a hooked nose, can't hide this planar face.

However, the man pretended to be romantic. His virtue of wide robes, big sleeves and scattered hair is just like those famous Han scholars who love talking about metaphysics?

"Are you Wu Zhixiao?"

Yumingchuan didn't answer him, but asked a question. He intuitively thought that there would be no one else except Wu Zhixiao who could dress up as such a "willful" appearance in Wuguan.

Wu Zhixiao was slightly stunned. Didn't he say that the Han people, especially the children of these aristocratic families, are very polite? Why didn't yumingchuan answer his question first, but asked him if he was Wu Zhixiao?

However, in a word, it made Wu Zhixiao's impression of yumingchuan very bad, and directly put him into the ranks of vulgar people, but I didn't know that it was also rude for him to ask people directly.

Yumingchuan continued to stare at Wu Zhixiao. He was so brave that he dared to run to the front with a group of puppet soldiers when his army was pressing on the border. What made him confident?

Is it because I learned the means of the morning God and was better?

After several fights, they also saw that these puppet soldiers were indeed the Jianghu masters used by the Lord Chenguang, but Wu Zhixiao's method was to unify them, rather than let them act according to their instincts like the Lord Chenguang.

This has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that they are orderly and will not cause trouble, but this also limits the ability of these Jianghu people. After all, they have learned a lot and have their own characteristics. Now they either carry bows or swords, which weakens their strength a lot.

So the two of them, after asking for two words, did not say a word, but began to observe each other.

This is the top of the low mountain. It's not flat. Things such as sky thunder bombs can't be thrown by a catapult. If you throw them by hand, if they are too close, they are easy to hurt their own people and will be exposed to the range of each other's bows and arrows.

So, Wu Zhixiao, this is a blatant test.

Moreover, this corner is blocked. Wu Guan can't be seen from the mountain road, and there is a big river. If they don't break through this crossing, they can only hold in the mountain road and don't know what will happen.

Some people must be on the mountain, be able to grasp the trend of Wuguan at any time, and cover the team in the mountain road, step by step around this corner.

At this time, these people brought by yumingchuan are used for this purpose, because those who appear on the top of the mountain are absolutely experts.

On the other side of the mountain path, there are also top experts, led by Cui Jing himself. Now the mountain path is coming to an end, and they are also ready to come to the side of yumingchuan.

Too lazy to have big eyes to small eyes with Wu Zhixiao, Yu Mingchuan gave an order, and countless arrow feathers and locusts shot at the puppet soldiers around Wu Zhixiao.

Naturally, Wu Zhixiao would not wait to die. The slender flute made a sound in an instant. It was ugly to die. However, the puppet soldiers immediately opened their bow and began shooting at yumingchuan's team.

While doing these things, they still protect Wu Zhixiao in the middle.

It seems that these Huns did not study their weapons carefully.

Yu Mingchuan smiled and looked at the arrows shot by Wu Zhixiao. When they came in front of them, they lost their strength, but they were cruel and accurate.

In an instant, many puppet soldiers were hit by an arrow. Unfortunately, they may not fall down. Unless they shot through their head or heart and lungs, they are still standing in front.

Wu Zhixiao was not a fool. He soon found the problem of bows and arrows. Another sound of flute came out and the puppet soldiers moved.

They still gathered together, but they came in the direction of yumingchuan.

Yumingchuan didn't bring many people. Some of them were his own soldiers, others were experts like Cao Hongchang, and Huo Jing was also among them.

Only a small number of people who are good at archery can shoot at each other, but in the face of such a crazy attack, it is not enough.

It seems that Wu Zhixiao wants these puppet soldiers to have a hard face-to-face battle with them.

That's fine. I can't wait.

But yumingchuan is not interested in these miscellaneous fish.

With a wave of Mo Dao, Yu Mingchuan walked towards Wu Zhixiao.

Everywhere he went, flesh and blood flew. Those mindless puppet soldiers were not his opponents at all.

Huo Jing, Cao Hongchang and Li Lanxin in the same armor closely followed Yu Mingchuan and killed him mercilessly.

When they passed through hundreds of puppet soldiers, there was a river of blood behind them.

There were also several people around Wu Zhixiao. Although his clothes were gray, he could see at a glance that he was not a puppet.

They also looked at Yu Mingchuan and several people around him with great interest, looking eager to try.

"It seems that you rude military man understand what I mean."

Wu Zhixiao pulled a smile on his face and took out his weapon from behind, a nine Section Whip.

This weapon

Yumingchuan picked his eyebrows. He really looks familiar.

There was once one family with as like as two peas, and the same as the same weapon, even the barbs on the top were all the same.

However, one is under Liu Yao and the other is under shile. He looks completely different. He should not be a brother.

However, the places that should be protected should still be protected. For example, the whip is poisonous. Even if they wear armor, they should be more careful.

The rest happened to be three, a bearded man with an iron chain and a ring in front. I don't know what the function is.

A woman as long as noodles, with a pair of strange gloves, each nail is half a foot long and cold.

Finally, the man could not see what weapon he was using. His whole face was numb, just waiting for Wu Zhixiao's order.

Yumingchuan motioned to several people behind him to act carefully, claimed their opponents and killed them.

Watching the sky darken, Lu Qing is a little restless. Every time yumingchuan goes to war, she has this virtue. Last time he went to huyanshi, she blushed when she came back.

But this mood can't be suppressed. Even if the clouds set up a mahjong table, her mind often drifted away. She only played five rounds, and she fired four shots.

Wang Jian asked someone to warm a pot of wine and put it next to Lu Qing. He also wanted to make her drunk, so he didn't think about these things anymore. There is also him here. There will be no accident in the auxiliary barracks.

But Lu Qing didn't drink a mouthful. She said she would wait for the scouts to know whether yumingchuan was well.

Lu Qing always feels a little strange about the death of the God of the morning light. Anyway, she has mastered so many secret skills of the God of the light palace. She is also a capable person. In this way, she was sent as cannon fodder unless