Otherworldly Merchant

When I saw the reaction of a girl in white, I realized that I had finally said the wrong thing.

I wanted to say something to remedy it, but obviously ‘she’ wouldn't give me a chance.

Just as I conceived the wording, she had raised the Bronze Bronze Sword and targeted the three of us.

Without showing any weakness, the T-shirt man immediately held down the Eight Sided Han Sword and said coldly to the girl in white: “General Zhao, after more than 2,000 years, why are you disturbing yourself? ”

“Do you, Qin people, betray the righteousness and prevent the rest of the world from speaking freely?” The maiden in white laughed.

The T-shirt man took the opportunity to speak to the girl in white and asked me softly: "What time is it? ”

I took out my phone and looked at it: “Ten o'clock. ”

“How much? ”

“10: 40. ”

“Eighty minutes.” The T-shirt man said.

“What do you mean?” I look a little obsessed.

“Hold him still. Don't let him leave this hill!” The man in the T-shirt finished the sentence, and the girl in white yelled and split her hands against the face with a bronze sword.

The T-shirt men pulled out an eight-sided Chinese sword, blocked the girl in white like lightning, only heard a crisp sound, and the T-shirt men and the girl in white each took a step back.

The girl in white shouted and said, "Who are you? I can't believe you're doing this. Name it. I, Zhao Xuanjian, will not slay the nameless ghost! ”

When I heard the name, I suddenly realized that the girl in white was actually Zhao Kuni's name from the Warring States period. No wonder Zhao Xuan was angry and hard born into organ spirit.

Speaking of Zhao Zhu, I had to mention the Battle of Changping.

The Battle of Changping was the worst war in Chinese history, compared to the Battle of Verdun in Europe.

The Battle of Verdun took place during the First World War and lasted almost a year, killing more than 250,000 people.

The Battle of Changping took place during the Warring States period. Less than three months after Zhao Zhu became the Commander of Zhao Jun, the 450,000 male divisions of Zhao Guo were completely defeated.

That number is truly remarkable, but not all of these 450,000 people have died under swords, and the Cold Arms era has not been as efficient in killing as it was.

According to the Secretary of History, Zhao's death toll was only 50,000, and another 400,000 people were killed after surrendering and ordered to be pitted in vain.

This battle has left so much ink in history that future generations will be sealed in vain: kill the gods! The defeated Zhao Xuan became the poor backstabbing man. People blamed Zhao Xuan's demise on Zhao Xuan's blind command. Zhao Xuan himself was also ridiculed for thousands of years. There is an idiom on the paper that specifically describes him...

The reason I was afraid to take this ancient bronze sword was because it was so small, it was supposed to be a sword used by the ancient lords.

But from the shape of the sword, this sword has not rotted for 2,000 years, obviously it has gathered fierce resentment, forming a rare in the shadow: the organ spirit!

But I really didn't expect that this sword was Zhao Zhu's sword.

It carries 450,000 dead Zhao Jun's ghost! I think that's probably why T-shirts men prefer not to be paid, but to have to do it.

If this sword is still sneaking around, I'm afraid it's not a matter of one or two people dying.

After figuring this out, I hurried to grab my head and say to the girl in white: “General Zhao, there is no one to blame. Your real enemies are white and not innocent people. ”

“Oh, they're all Qin people anyway.” The girl in white sneered: “If I hadn't promised you in vain, I would have sent 400,000 Zhao troops back to their homeland. How could I have surrendered to him? At the end of the battle, he won't necessarily win. ”

“You... didn't you get shot by an arrow?” I didn't know this had happened in history, because according to the history I had learned, Zhao Zhu was shot dead by arrows during a breakthrough.

“Yes!” said the maiden in white: “But that was after I surrendered, Qin was cunning, and after deceiving us to surrender, he immediately started to attack us. ”

“You filthy and shameless descendants of Qin, I Zhao Zhao Zhao came out so easily this time, I must kill you all. Ha ha, you die! ”

I know that persuasion is completely ineffective, Zhao Zhu has lived in bronze ancient sword for thousands of years, and it is estimated that there is only one resentment left.

When Zhao Xua raised his sword again to kill me, I hurriedly pulled out the heavenly wolf whip. Holding the handle tightly in his right hand and the tail in his left hand, he intends to deal with Zhao Xua with the trick of Beidou Heavenly Wolf taught by his grandfather.

However, Zhao Xualai was so fast that my whip could not be thrown out, and Zhao Xualai's bronze ancient sword had been slashed face-to-face.

I couldn't escape. I saw Zhao Xua's sword getting closer and closer. I had to close my eyes and wait to die.

Ding!

Just moments before I closed my eyes, the T-shirt man had grabbed me and waved an eight-sided Han sword to stop Zhao Xua's deadly blow again.

Zhao Zhu understands that if he wants to kill us, he must pass the T-shirt man level first. No more bullshit now, the sword lifting was in a bloody battle with the T-shirt man.

At first, the T-shirt man and Zhao Xuaqi still touched the hard sword, but after a few rounds of fighting by Tinker Bell, the T-shirt man was a little out of strength. His panting grew heavier and heavier, while the white girl, who was possessed by Zhao Zhu, seemed to be doing nothing, waving her sword faster and faster and twisting her expression.

A skinny little girl can only fight a T-shirt man. This Nima is definitely not a normal person!

I held the Sirius whip in my hand and wanted to find a chance to help the T-shirt man, but the two of them were so hard to figure out, I couldn't find any chance to do it.

A few more minutes later, the T-shirt man apparently lost his temper when he turned swordsmanship into four or two kilograms.

Zhao Zhu still attacked by slashing, but the T-shirt man dissolved Zhao Zhu's powerful power with various super methods.

After a few rounds, the T-shirt man actually had more than enough swimming blades. Zhao Zhu not only didn't take up half the price, but on several occasions almost cut himself.

Zhao Xuhe shouted and frowned and asked the T-shirt man: "What kind of sword are you? ”