Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

Thousands of miles north of Wanren Mountain, there is a magnificent gate tower.

This is the last great pass in the human realm. Because the gate is a condensed righteousness, it is named Zhengqi Pass, and because of the jade color, it is also called Yumen Pass.

After leaving the Yumen Pass, it is a thousand miles of desert. The power of heaven and the power of the barbarian are entangled here. Every piece of land here has witnessed countless wars between people and barbarians.

Now, a new battle begins.

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In the savage wind, the city gate of Yumen Pass slowly opened, and the 10,000 soldiers who had just been sent from Wanren City through the Heavenly Dao Qi Luck slowly walked out of the gate.

The exhilarating drum sounded, this is the main general of Yumenguan Pass, and the great scholar Su Dingfang personally beat the drum for the strong camp of the gods.

As the main general of the party, Su Dingfang naturally understood the significance of this battle to the human race.

If you fail, you don't need to say anything.

If it wins, it will open up a new chapter for the human race to resist barbarism.

From now on, the human race will be able to fight in the army tenfold as it is now!

...

Hearing Su Dingfang's drumbeat, Zhong Qi felt agitated in his heart. Before leaving, he was appointed as the chief general of the war to control the battalions, and he was already familiar with the styles and characteristics of all the battalions of the gods.

"Tulan Wan ride..." Chong Qifang looked towards the far north, and the cloud of blood that was approaching showed that the barbarian army was also coming towards them at this time.

As a direct descendant of the family for generations, Chong Qifang is no stranger to this Wanqi.

"Turan" means "forward" in barbarian language.

This is a barbarian army that only knows how to move forward.

They don't have rank 9 brute force, the lowest rank is rank 8 valiant, and rank 7 stubborn can only be a centurion.

Compared to other barbarians who slaughtered human people, this team has definitely ranked in the top three in the number of human troops slaughtered in the past ten years.

"Turan is called the fourth hand of Mordan Khan." Chong Qifang said to the lieutenant next to him, "It is the sharp blade in Mordan Khan's heart."

"In this battle, we will break this sharp blade."

"Don't worry, general!" A captain of Yunchang Camp cupped his hand, "No matter how hard this sharp blade is, it can't be as hard as our human character. Just a small knife, I have a blue dragon in Yunchang Camp, and I can cut off those gangs who put up labels and sell their heads. only."

Chong Qifang smiled lightly. Since the spirit of heroic spirit was drawn, the behavior of these people has become more and more similar to the characters in the book, such as Guan Yu's arrogance, Sun Ce's domineering, Xiahou's fierceness...

Thinking of this, Chong Qifang couldn't help but think that someone had drawn the charm of "Pan Feng", the role of the heroic spirit is to attract the opponent's attack ten percent to hit him.

It's just a pity that one hit kills.

Shaking his head, he shook off these flying thoughts.

"Order the whole army to speed up."

"Attract the barbarians to fight in the heart of the wasteland, don't get too close to Yumen Pass!"

"Here!" Immediately, a messenger led the order, and passed on the military order for all kinds of Qi release!

...

At the same time, Mochik also rode with Turanvan over the wasteland.

Naturally, he also saw the faint blue cloud in the distance, that was his prey.

In this thousand-mile wilderness where heaven and wild sky are mixed, there is no way for any spell to transmit the picture here back to the rear.

but!

Mochik knew that the old guys in the Khan Department must be the spies who were secretly investigating in the Turanwan Ride.

His every move in this battle will be recorded and taken back by them.

As a material to support yourself or press yourself to death.

So he's going to win.

Not only to win, but also to win beautifully!

Mochik shouted: "Turan warriors, speed up, this prince will end this boring battle before the sun goes down!"

"I will give my first daughter to the bravest soldier!"

"Ah-la-" Hearing Mochik's promise, Turanvan immediately became emotional.

Even Javier looked at Mochik unexpectedly, not to mention his aura, this little prince is really generous.

He wanted to ask if he was eligible to compete.

Stimulated by Mochik's reward, Turan Wanqi was excited, and the speed of progress suddenly increased a little bit.

...

Wanren Mountain.

Han Qingzhu was sitting in the Mighty Mansion, talking with a great Confucianist.

"Bing Xiang, are you really not worried about the first battle?"

"Erlang will kill the enemy, I can just sit down and sit down."

"But……"

"Every time there is a major event, there must be calmness, you, how can you enter the first grade of righteousness in this state of mind."

"I mean……"

"Don't say anything, just play chess with peace of mind."

"Bing Xiang, you used the wrong piece! The black piece in your hand is mine!"

"Huh? The truth is that you are afraid that you will lose too fast, so I will help you take a step! Look, if you fall here, will you be stuck in the truth?"

...

Wild wasteland.

"Report - General Zhong, the barbarian army is twenty miles away from our army!"

Chong Qifang nodded: "Yunchang Camp, Xiahou Camp, Sun Ce Camp come forward, Yide Camp is at the rear, prepare to fight!"

"Here!"

...

"The little prince, the big family, the human race is attacking."

"It's ridiculous, to actually fight against my barbarian! Is it a man of mighty power?"

"No, three armies of mostly ordinary people!"

"Ordinary people?"

Javier and Mochik glanced at each other, and both saw confusion on each other's faces.

"What kind of trick is the Terran doing? Use ordinary people to fight us?"

"Maybe the Terran heard that I was riding Turanwan, so let's give up this battle."

"If that's the case, then kill them all!"

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Javier's face: "Follow your will, my prince."

There was a sharp shout from Javier's mouth, and Turan Wanqi also accelerated and rushed.

...

The former soldiers of the two armies finally saw each other.

Javier made another strange sound, and suddenly several savage cavalry rushed out of the savage army, just like a few sharp arrows, shot at the camp of the gods.

This is the tactics used by elite barbarians. The human race is below the master state, and the only way to fight the barbarians is to unite, so the barbarians will use their most elite troops as knives inserted into the human race army to break up the formation of the human race and pave the way for the massacre of the subsequent troops.

"Go to hell, Terran!" The barbarian shouted loudly, not far away, he could almost see the face of the Terran sergeant rushing in front, and he began to think about where to kill him.

"A mere ordinary person, this is giving me military exploits!" Mochik also confirmed at this time that in this human army, nearly half of the former army had only a few Confucian scholars, and the rest were all ordinary people. , breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are strong men in the back, but only two or three thousand people." Javier said disdainfully, the mere two or three thousand strong men actually came to fight against Turan Wanqi?

"It seems that this time, Turanwan may be able to win the first battle without hurting one person!" Mochik also showed a relaxed smile.

However, the next picture will always be engraved in the mind of the barbarian.

I saw that the front army of the human race rushing from afar seemed to be divided into small army formations. When they were still a mile away, a strange charm suddenly rose from their bodies, and the charm was in every corner. Above a small army formation, a figure with a height of 10 feet was condensed.

There is a big man in blue with a knife and a horse; there is a sturdy boy in red; there is also a one-eyed general with an arrow in one eye!

In an instant, above the human army formation, phantoms of heroic spirits formed in an instant.

"This... what is this?" Mochik frowned slightly, he had never heard of such a spell from the human race!

"The little prince doesn't need to worry, but it's just a phantom condensed by ordinary people. What's there to worry about." Javier comforted.

At this moment, one after another voice sounded out of thin air in the heaven and earth.

"I Guan Er is the one who sells the first mark!"

"Children of Jiangdong, why are you afraid of the world!"

"Father's essence and mother's blood, don't give up!"

The heroic spirits of the battle formation rushed towards the oncoming barbarian army, and at the moment of the confrontation, barbarians were continuously cut down by barbarians.

"This human race... this human race..." Mochik was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw that the front army of the human race who had gathered the heroic spirits in the battle array was about to leave, and shouted: "The whole army charges!"

At the same time, the camp of the former military **** general has also given up the road of the Chinese army, and the seeds who have long been arranged to shout: "Zhuangwei!"

"Majestic!"

"Majestic!"

The mighty warriors of the Three Thousand Zilong Battalion instantly replaced the original former army and rushed towards the barbarian army.

"Kill!" Chong Qifang took the lead in rushing into the barbarian army, and a vague white horse general appeared beside him, waving his spear to block an attack for him.

"Destroy them! Destroy them!" Mochik shouted loudly, and the dignified Turan Wanqi was successfully rushed by the three thousand magnificent men of the human race. In this battle, he has fallen behind.

Only by completely annihilating the human race can his reputation be restored.

That's right, killing all these mighty men and capturing all the ordinary people who gathered strange figures might be a great achievement.

Such an attack is impossible for ordinary people...

At this time, taking advantage of the mighty warriors to hold back the barbarian army, that Yunchang Camp, Sun Ceying, and Xiahou Camp once again gathered a new battle formation heroic spirit and rushed to the barbarian army formation!

"Pour down the wine, and come when you go."

"I am Jiangdong Sun Bofu!"

"Courageous and daring, no need to be afraid of minor injuries!"

Mochik: (′⊙w⊙`)

Countless heroic spirits of war rushed into the barbarian army, and in an instant, Turanwan, who was still entangled with the mighty warriors, was in chaos.

Chong Qifang looked around, and his tongue burst into thunder: "Retreat!"

Disturbed by the heroic spirits of the battle formation, the mighty warriors quickly rolled out of the battlefield.

At this time, Mochik felt his head explode.

What is the human race doing?

What the **** happened to those battle formation heroes?

And what happened to the white-robed phantom beside the mighty man?

I just saw to myself that a savage army was going to hack to death a mighty man, why did it cut crookedly?

The **** pitcher that he guards, throws short spears with a hundred hits, how can he not kill the main general?

This slash, the human race has not lost much, and the Turan Wanqi has lost nearly 2,000.

No, we must win back.

At this time, Javier came to Mochik, and his face was full of shame and anger: "His Royal Highness, their human race must be out of strength, so run away, let's hunt down!"

At this time, Javier no longer thought about the aftermath of the war. If Turan Wan was defeated by a Terran army composed of 3,000 mighty warriors and thousands of ordinary people, he would be executed as soon as he returned!

"Do as you wish!"

"Yes!"

Javier shouted, stabilizing Turanvan's panicked position.

He exuded a strong blood energy, and rushed out first.

Turan was Mordan's elite after all. Seeing the coach's actions, he immediately unified his mind and followed Javier to the retreating hero.

...

"General, the barbarian army is chasing!" The deputy general shouted towards Chong Qifang.

Chong Qifang laughed and continued to speak with spring thunder: "Make way!"

The mighty warriors split into left and right in an instant, and gave way to the Yide Battalion, which had been standing still in the rear. From top to bottom, the Yide Battalion all closed their eyes and stood still, as if they had not seen the previous battle.

I saw a phantom of black-bearded and black-faced reckless people condensing above the head of the army formation in Yide Camp, and the phantom also closed his eyes slightly.

Chong Qifang smiled slightly, this flying phantom is fine, but the charging time is too long.

"Yide Camp!" Chong Qi shouted loudly.

The captain and generals of the Yide Camp suddenly opened their eyes, and almost at the same time, Zhang Fei's virtual shadow above also opened his eyes!

That Zhang Fei opened his mouth slowly, and a voice resounded through the wasteland.

"Zhang Yide from Yan is here, who would dare to fight to the death!"

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

Three "war" words came out of the shadow's mouth, and an invisible wind and waves blew towards the oncoming Turan.

"Ququ Waryin, I..." A thought arose in Javier's mind, and suddenly he felt his brain being hit by a heavy hammer, and his eyes were blurred.

At the same time, he heard the sound of the barbarian cavalry landing behind him.

"Soul attack! It's a soul attack!" Javier's spirits fled.

The blood of the barbarian gods is strong, but until the realm of barbarian kings, there is no protection for the soul.

"withdraw!"

"withdraw!"

At this time, Javier couldn't care about the punishment of retreat. He had to retreat. Under the impact of the soul, if there was no support from the savage sacrifice, they would be like newborn babies!

"Want to withdraw? It's too late!" Chong Qifang turned the head of Leiju's horse again and shouted, "Zhuangwei!"

"Majestic!"

The mighty man once again rushed towards the Turan Cavalry, who was shocked by Zhang Fei's roar, and at the same time his tongue burst into thunder: "The whole army strikes!"

Immediately, there was a thunderous wind on the ground!

The Terran soldiers rushed to the Turanwan Rider once again!

...

"It's over, it's over!" Mochik rode his wild beast and fled frantically.

An hour ago, he had walked this road of escape with confidence, thinking that what would greet him would be a glorious victory.

But in just an hour, the Turan Wan ride was gone!

In order to protect himself, Javier was stabbed in the throat by the master of the mighty man.

He fled frantically.

Human race!

The human race is not as weak as those people say.

They have magical battle formation spirits, undead majestic warriors, and strange attacks that send out divine attacks.

And the main force that constitutes these is actually ordinary people!

Ordinary people!

The human race is too strong!

He wants to escape back ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ What kind of sweat, what kind of barbarian king, he doesn't want it, and he doesn't want it anymore.

He would rather eat and wait to die, and just live his life in peace.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a sharp arrow shot directly out of Mochik's throat.

After a while, Zhong Qifang came on his horse, looked at Mochik who was lying in a pool of blood, his face was calm, and he picked up his body with a spear.

Great victory in this battle!

The just-built barbarian Jingguan always felt that something was wrong.

It turned out to be a little less expensive!

Now it's complete!

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