Heavenly Curse

“Young General, something's wrong. ”

On the official road, one of Wang Tao's personal guards suddenly came to him and whispered.

“What's the matter?” Wang Tao asked puzzled, at least he didn't see anything wrong.

“One hour ago, there were people passing along the road, but now, half an hour has passed.” The protégé said in an ugly way.

When he heard the words of the protégé, Wang Tao's face stirred up suddenly. He was not the kind of unskilled dude. On the contrary, because of his father, he became a general from a young aspiration, so he studied military law early and learned to fight.

Previously, he didn't pay attention to the people he was dealing with because of his heavy heart and because he felt that as long as he had Maiyi and the giant, he didn't have to worry about getting into trouble, but when he heard the words of the protégé, he immediately understood what was going on.

Unless the road ahead is blocked, that's why no one comes back, and the answer to who blocks the road is self-evident.

Either for Maki or for him.

And the enemy is definitely not small, otherwise it will not be possible to block the road, especially after knowing that Maki is coming, either foolish or confident.

“Are you sure?” Wang Tao asked immediately.

“Sure.” Wang Tao's last glimmer of luck vanished with the friendly nod.

He took a deep breath, squeezed the long gun in his hand, and then accelerated a few steps to catch up with Maiyi in front, "Taoist, something is wrong in the front, there may be enemies. ”

In fact, Mui Yi had just heard the conversation between the two of them, and even before that, he knew there was a problem ahead.

“What, scared?” Though I know, Mu Yi looked at Wang Tao and asked.

“Not afraid!” Wang Tao said without the slightest hesitation.

“If you're not scared, then keep walking. Of course, you can choose to leave if you're scared, and nobody will stop you.” Mu Yi finished, regardless of Wang Tao's reaction, walked straight ahead.

In fact, Maki similarly perceived the crisis ahead, and even this time, it was a little more dangerous than WWI, but he did not detour, or flee, because he knew very well that, once he had escaped, he would no doubt tell everyone that he was afraid.

By then, I'm afraid more people will come around and tear him apart.

Therefore, Mu Yi had no way back, even if he was unwilling to kill, reality forced him to kill constantly, so whoever stood in his way would be destined to be his enemy, which is why he did not choose to take the carriage this time.

He just wants to tell everyone he's here!

At the same time, Maki also understands deeply that only by cutting the hasty knife and crushing all enemies with absolute strength can he save the trouble behind him, unless he hides the slave and changes his human skin mask, he is doomed to constant trouble.

However, it is impossible for Pastoralism to choose this path unless it is necessary.

Wang Tao looked at Mai Yi's back and suddenly dazzled.

“Major General.” Another personal guardian whispered, obviously trying to say something.

“There is no need to say more.” Wang Tao knew what the protégé wanted to say, but he shook his head without waiting for the other party to say it, "I've had enough of this hiding time, big husband, can't you be afraid of war? ”

After that, Wang Tao stepped forward and walked forward. His steps were bigger and more steady.

The two protégés looked at each other and followed each other without a word. Since Wang Tao had decided, then, for better or worse, they all had to follow each other. At the same time, their eyes swept past their Major General, looking at the tall figure of the tower and walking in front of them with only one bamboo wand in their hand.

It was the scene where a man died and waved to manage the existence of the sky thunder. The scene in their minds had to emerge on the boat. It was this figure, standing on the bow, waving to summon a sky thunder, striking the monster in the river and saving their lives.

And just now, they actually tried to escape, thinking about it, and they couldn't help but be ashamed of what they had come up with.

In fact, the two men are not afraid of death, they are afraid that they will not be able to wash their grievances for the old general, more afraid to face the old robe after death, face the general without face.

Soon, not only Mu Yi, but even Wang Tao and the two guards knew what enemy they were going to face.

“Army!” stood on a hillside, Wang Tao watched the military flag float across the street and lost his voice.

Even the two bodyguards behind him changed his face at the same time and became incredibly ugly.

They are from the army themselves, so they know more about what the army means in front of them.

A neat formation, no less than five or six hundred people, that is, they are facing an entire battalion of soldiers at this moment, and not yet the kind of decaying full of eight flags, but the real Green Camp elite, even if it is only a stepper in front of them, without a cavalry, their hearts still sink.

Unlike rivers and lakes, on the battlefield, military orders such as mountains, especially this elite, are fierce and fearless. Even though most of the armies in the world are already in distress, it is undeniable that some still have strong fighting power.

Like this army in front of us.

If a second-rate expert in Jianghu can easily kill one, five, ten elite soldiers, ten second-rate experts are not necessarily rivals of 100 elite soldiers, and a hundred second-rate experts face 1,000 elite soldiers, I'm afraid there is only one way to be slaughtered.

This is the horror of the army, and even the best of the best, caught in the midst of thousands of armies, ultimately there is only one way to drink and hate.

So when you feel the powerful air machine emanating from this army in front of you, even Pastoral, the divine color becomes incredibly concentrated.

These 500 people, definitely not the hundred or more people who were able to compete in the Eight Fang Tang, even the one who was in the Eight Fang Tang multiplied by ten times, are not necessarily the elite opponent in front of them.

The broken boat still has three pins, not to mention the vast empire, so it's not surprising that there are such elite pastoralists in the world, but he didn't think that, in addition to the people in the river and lake, the big men on the top, also began to come down personally.

And as soon as it shows up, it's such a big gift.

Yang Yingzhema looked directly at the distant shadows in front of him. He did not need to come to the battle in person, because he knew that his move would definitely give life to some people in Jinan Province, especially the patrolling adult, I'm afraid his eyes have also looked this way.

After all, his unauthorized departure from the barracks without an order would surely lead to controversy. There would have been no shortage of people to participate in his book, but thinking of the entrustment, as well as the key to the ancient Yellow River Road, his heart could not help but heat up.

Although he did not believe the rumors on the river and lake, even a tenth of a million possibilities were enough to arouse human desire.

Even this time he didn't have to do it personally, just didn't know why, when it was over, he had a little more anxiety in his heart, so hesitated repeatedly, he decided to come personally.

In case he brings out the most elite battalion of soldiers in his possession, called Ace, it was also created at great expense, in order to be able to make a difference in this mess.

Maki didn't say he hadn't heard about the opening and killing of the Eighth Hall, but so what? Even Bafangtang is just a river and lake force in his eyes. How can more than a hundred people in the district be compared to the elite in his hands?

Moreover, Yang Yin is not such a reckless man, or a civilian who does not understand martial arts. On the contrary, he is very strong. Although he is less than first-class, he once killed three second-rate peak masters of Jianghu in World War I, so he is equally confident in himself.

To put it bluntly, there is some disrespect for the power of the river and lake, and even the strength of the pastoralist, in his view, is also blown out by the river and lake. A young Taoist, even if he is stronger, where can he be strong? Even a practitioner? Can you still call the wind and summon rain and sow beans into the army?

So, Yang Yin just chuckled at these rumors.

While Yang Yingwang looked this way, Mu Yi was also asking Wang Tao beside him. After all, as a future generation of Wujiang, he should be more familiar with this situation before his eyes.

“What about this army? ”

In fact, Maki's sentence is tantamount to knowingly asking, because even those who no longer understand can see the strength of this army at hand.

“Elite, today is rare.” Wang Tao said in a heavy tone.

“How does it compare to the army of foreigners?” Maki continued to ask.

Wang Tao's heart trembled when he heard that, but he still said: "If you have the same knife soldiers, then this elite will win. ”

“What about reality? ”

“The reality is that if we don't change, even with more elite, we can only end up drinking under foreigners' guns. ”

Wang Tao finished this sentence, some painfully closed his eyes, because he could imagine that, as the Allied Coalition of Foreigners who burned and plundered left, in no time, more wolves would come together, trying to tie his limbs to this head and bite a piece of meat on the tiger tied to the iron chain.

“Maybe.” After listening to Wang Tao, Mu suddenly looked up to the sky, because just now, his heart suddenly felt a palpitation, which even panicked him.

“What's going on?” Maki was clear that the palpitations just now, although not half a sign, were not brought on by the elite in front of him. It seemed more because of Wang Tao's words, and what did that say herald?

Mu Yi then deeply looked at Wang Tao, only unfortunately, he did not know how to meet, let alone see how lucky a person was, so he did not know what the young man around him would be driving in the future.

Of course, all this presupposes that he will survive today.

Faced with 500 elites, even Mu Yi dared not to say victory, not to mention that once the war began, he might not be able to take care of each other, so it was up to him to survive.