Humane Yongchang

Chapter 537
Northern Xinjiang.

Xiang Yu stuck in the crowd, holding steaming hot broth in one hand and dead dough cakes bigger than noodles in the other, chomping on them.

At this moment, he is no different from the generals around him.

The same filth, the blood stains almost covered his appearance, five fingers scratched on the scones, and there were five dark fingerprints.

The same exhaustion, armor that weighs tens of kilograms, they have been wearing it for more than half a month, and they are almost patted...

"Old Yu, another bowl for a certain family!"

Xiang Yu held the scones in his mouth, handed the empty bowl to the gang leader, and said vaguely: "As long as it's rare, don't do it, you can't eat it!"

The Huotoujun, who had only one arm left, looked at Xiang Yu, then at the empty bowl he handed over, took it silently, put it on the edge of the pot, and stirred it at the bottom of the boiling pot, Just scoop up a big spoon full of stew.

Seeing this, Xiang Yu hurriedly yelled, "I can't eat anymore..."

The Huotou army handed him a big bowl full of broth: "This bowl is my ration, I only have one arm left, I can't kill the enemy, I want to entrust the general to take my share of the enemy, too." killed!"

"Good talk!"

Xiang Yu smiled, took the big bowl, and happily accepted the deal: "How much is this bowl?"

Huotoujun thought about it seriously, and tentatively said: "Three, three?"

Xiang Yu: "Are you looking down on a certain company, or this bowl of broth?"

The Huotou army immediately said: "That counts as six!"

Xiang Yu held up the big bowl: "It's fair... If you can still have a bowl of hot broth to drink at night, a certain family will spare you three more!"

The Huotoujun pulled the hookah on his back, lit it in the bonfire and took a good sip: "Then it's settled, I will cook the broth at night, and wait for the general to triumph!"

Xiang Yu stirred the broth with the dough cake, dried up half a bowl in one go, nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's a deal!"

"Woooo..."

"The dog Rong has touched it again!"

"Second and third sons, copycats!"

The desolate sound of the horn connected one camp after another, and the soldiers of the Youzhou Army clustered around the campfire all put down the big bowls in their hands, picked up their spears and rushed towards the Great Wall.

Xiang Yu ate the hot soup unhurriedly, and after stuffing all the dead dough cakes in his hand into his belly, he finally burped in satisfaction!
Hmm...five full.

Enough strength!

He put down the big bowl, grabbed the dark halberd from the tree stump beside him, and said with a big smile, "Old Yu, count to nine and receive the goods!"

He suddenly jumped tens of feet, looked up to the sky and shouted angrily: "The big man wins!"

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!"

All the soldiers of the Youzhou Army shouted in unison, the silent and oppressive battlefield suddenly came alive!
It's like a forest under high temperature, finally ignited a big fire, and swallowed the whole mountain with a "crack".

Amidst the shouts, Xiang Yu had already turned into a ball of dazzling purple thunder, smashing fiercely into the army of dogs outside the Great Wall, which was as impenetrable as a mudslide!
"Oh!"

While the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, a strange flower bloomed in the mudslide!

Just in time, Lao Yu in front of the stove also happened to count to nine.

"General, that's enough!"

He happily yelled out of the city, then put his arms around the hookah around his waist, took a sip of the bonfire, and whispered in his mouth: "I've made a lot of money, I've made a lot of money... Tomorrow Beef stew soup, give the general a meal..."

And Xiang Yu, who was outside the Great Wall, seemed to have really heard Lao Yu's voice, and while charging left and right against the enemy tide, he murmured: "Is that enough, is it enough... You bastard, you've made a lot of money, you've made a lot of money!" Already... bookkeeping, bookkeeping... beef soup, beef soup..."

The Zhangba broken city halberd weighs more than a hundred catties, but in his hand it flutters up and down like a light grass, bringing up a large afterimage and bursts of roar!
One person with one halberd blocked tens of thousands of dog soldiers to kill them!

Facing his lawless massacre, several tyrannical auras no weaker than Xiang Yu rose from the ground in the mudslide.

Xiang Yu raised his head suddenly, and saw a hatchet-sized hatchet, a scarlet blood-like spear, a white bone sword lingering in black air, and an old-fashioned bronze saber all attacking him at the same time.

"Cowardless gangster, let someone die!"

He roared furiously, purple flames suddenly erupted all over his body, and the aura that seemed to have stretched to the limit suddenly increased by a section!
I saw him swinging the city-breaking halberd, sweeping thousands of troops with one move, sweeping 180 degrees in front of him, and at the same time sweeping back the four weapons attacking him!
Then the whole person jumped up again, and rushed straight into the denser crowd of enemies in front of him. His vigorous posture was like a bow stretched wide, and an arrow shot out...

"Oh!"

Xiang Yu slammed into the crowd, splashing sand and stones all over the place, and smashed forward with the city-breaking halberd in his hand as a hammer. The head of this big-armed and round-shouldered dog warrior was smashed into the chest cavity!
Turning around again, the tyrannical murderous intent swept away in the turbulent crowd, and soon caught a breath that was fleeing at high speed, and without thinking about it, a halberd blasted a bloody path in the turbulent crowd, and chased after him: "Where is the sinister villain!"

The dogs and soldiers around him were finally overwhelmed by him, and everyone rushed to avoid him when they saw him, lest they be crushed to death by him!

From among the thousands of troops, Xiang Yu walked on the ground like walking on the ground!
"The madman dares to be presumptuous!"

A roar like thunder suppressed the shouts on the battlefield, and as soon as Xiang Yu raised his head, he saw a black light shooting from behind the dog army, and it turned into a three-foot-tall, double-horned, bare-chested, whole body A muscular dark cyclops.

The Cyclops looked Xiang Yu up and down and asked, "Are you Xiang Yu?"

Xiang Yu slammed down the city-breaking halberd, raised his head and chest and responded loudly: "Naigong is Xiang Yu, what should you do with the beast!"

"How brave!"

The Cyclops let out a roar, stretched out his fist like a golden hammer beating a drum, and slammed it at Xiang Yu.

When Xiang Yu saw this, he was not surprised but happy, he let go of the city-breaking halberd, and punched him with a tit-for-tat punch.

"Oh!"

The two fists slammed into each other without dodging or evading, the sound of the collision was as thick as a bronze bell, and the strong wind blew up all the surrounding dogs and soldiers.

But in the next second, Xiang Yu's majestic body like a calf turned into a cannonball and flew backwards dozens of feet, killing an unknown number of dogs and soldiers...

This scene made Confucius, Chen Ao and others who were in the rear unable to bear to cover their faces with their sleeves, wishing to tell the world loudly that they did not recognize the man on the battlefield!

His mother's one-eyed giant is the Beiming demon sage baritie, that guy is known for his strength among the nine great demon saints of Beiming!
You went to fight him?
Such a good brain, you throw it away like a pair of shoes?

Just when Confucius rolled up his sleeves and was about to go off to rescue the poor man.

I heard a burst of crazy laughter, coming from the pile of people who fell...

Confucius fixed his eyes, and saw Xiang Yu, whose armor was broken, soaring into the sky from the crowd, holding a general who was hacking at him with a machete in his hand.

"Stab!"

Like tearing up paper, Xiang Yu casually tore the Inu Rong general in his hand into two pieces and threw them on the battlefield below. Then, without a word of nonsense, he jumped straight up, turned into a dazzling thunder light, and rushed towards the Cyclops again.

"clang!"

The Cyclops punched Xiang Yu back again, and the overflowing force killed a large number of dog soldiers.

And Xiang Yu, at the moment when he could barely show his figure, turned into a thunder light again, and rushed to the Cyclops again with a faster, fiercer, and fiercer posture than before, and everyone thought that he had already raised his head. The aura that reached the apex has risen a lot higher again!

In terms of breath strength, it is already comparable to the realm of a great master!
This familiar scene made Confucius put down his sleeves.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."

The frequency with which Cyclops repelled Xiang Yu became faster and faster.

Every time Xiang Yu was repelled by the Cyclops, he would pounce on him again with a more swift and fierce posture.

His breath, like the "limit" and "bottleneck" in the eyes of ordinary people, is constantly rising and rising...

In a short time, the thunder light turned into an afterimage whose trajectory could hardly be seen by the naked eye, flickering around the immobile Cyclops on the ground!

And the Cyclops also changed from one hand at the beginning to two hands, and within a radius of one hundred feet under his feet, he has sunk more than three feet!

As far as this situation is concerned, it is widely believed that the two are evenly matched!

It can be clearly seen that the two people fighting inside are at the sub-sage level, while the other is at the grandmaster level.

Although this Yasheng is a partial Yasheng who is good at physical strength.

Although this grandmaster is a perverted grandmaster with amazing talent in martial arts.

But the gap between the two is still too big to be reasonable!

This scene...

Don't say that those who are knowledgeable are all dumbfounded!
Even people who don't know how to do it can feel their hearts are surging and they can't help themselves!
On the battlefield, the shouts of "Wan Sheng" were louder and louder!
In the field, perhaps only Confucius could see it clearly... The man in the field seemed to be fighting against the iron by himself!

But in fact, it is that guy who is backing up with the strength of the whole country, and using the hands of the Iron Demon Saint to polish his own martial arts practice!
It can only be said that this man's luck is really not ordinary!
Previously, the four sages of the Han Dynasty entered Qingming together, which greatly reduced the burden of the power of the Han Dynasty's national destiny.

And at the moment, when the whole country in Kyushu is united and united, the fate of the Han Dynasty is at its peak...

To put it more bluntly, the current fortune of the Great Han Dynasty is like a person who took a small blue pill, but met a big red man who stood in the way!
And Xiang Yu is the little cabbage that took the initiative to deliver to the door!

Didn't this hit it off, hook up and become adulterous, and the sky thunder hooked the fire, and it was out of control?
Of course, blacksmithing still needs to be hard.

The essential reason for being able to seduce the big red man is not because of that little pill, but because what is delivered to the door is a fresh and bright cabbage.

'This son will surely become a master! '

Old Confucius was amazed, no matter how he looked at the thunder light, he felt pleasing to the eye.

He thought to himself, if this son can read a few more sage books and learn some principles of benevolence, righteousness and morality, even if he can't catch up with that brat Chen Sheng, his future achievements will not be far behind!

He thought about it, and punched out casually, the edge of the fist sank straight into the space, and his arms suddenly swelled several times!
In the next second, a huge mushroom cloud slowly rises dozens of miles ahead of the battlefield...

The old master Confucius withdrew his fist, blew on the non-existent dust on the front of the fist, and said lightly: "You are a real gentleman when you watch chess without talking. If your hands are itchy, I can accompany you to exercise your muscles and bones!"

The space shook for a while, but soon returned to silence.

"If there is a handle in the sky, the sky will fall!"

A hoarse roar suddenly suppressed the noisy sounds of fighting on the battlefield.

Countless pairs of eyes looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a sturdy man with a naked upper body, red as a boiled prawn, and bursts of hot smoke rising, standing in mid-air , holding a bunch of dark halberds in his hand, with a distorted and ferocious face, he looked up to the sky and screamed: "If the earth has a ring, the earth has a limit!"

"Give me... break it!"

"Crack!"

A dazzling thunderbolt accurately struck the dark halberd, and a purple halo flowed over the halberd.

Just like that, the sturdy man swung his radiant halberd, and smashed it hard at the same topless Cyclops on the ground...

The halberd approached, illuminating the Cyclops' pupils shrunk a little!

I saw him landing on all fours in the face of danger, raised his head and jumped!
"Moo!"

Amidst the deafening roar of the cow, a one-eyed black bull soared into the sky, and its bright horn slammed into the radiant halberd fiercely.

"Crack!"

There was another thunderclap.

The dazzling electric light illuminates the two skeletons of a man and a cow...

Seeing this, Old Master Confucius' eyes shivered slightly, and he took a step forward and appeared in the sky above a man and a cow.

next second.

Swords, guns, halberds, fists and minions appear together!
Old Confucius was about to punch him without fear, when suddenly a big rough hand like an old farmer appeared on top of Confucius' head out of thin air, and took all the attacks at once.

Seeing this big rough and warm hand, Old Master Kong was stunned for a while.

Until a generous voice sounded softly over the battlefield: "Since there are rules, then you must abide by the rules, and if you stretch out your hands indiscriminately, you will die... What do you think? Little Golden Crow?"

The lonely figure in the dark golden gown beside him appeared above the dog army, saluted respectfully and said to the big hand: "Your Majesty the Emperor taught me the lesson, and I will remember it in my heart."

The big hand slowly disappeared, leaving only a meaningful old laughter.

Master Confucius came back to his senses, quickly picked up Xiang Yu, who was as vigorous as a silk, and flew towards the direction of the Great Wall.

Before leaving, he glanced at the bared iron demon sage who showed his original shape... There was only one breath left, and it was destined that he would not be able to save him!
Tsk, the young cubs now!
It's really a competition one by one!
Confucius flew back to the Great Wall, and the sound of gold ringing resounded across the battlefield!
retreat...

(End of this chapter)