man sanctified in death row vest

In Zheng Xiu's eyes.

Zheng Haoran is not considered a qualified general.

Charge into battle, charge the most, kill the most, and withdraw the last.

Is this what a leader should do?

According to Zheng Haoran's temperament, if the old man was not born with a different personality, he would have died [-] times already.

"My birth must have overdrawn my father's luck for the rest of his life."

Zheng Xiu dressed neatly in armor, held a long knife, and rode a tired horse into the valley.

War is also a matter of proficiency. Zheng Xiu has experienced it a few times and is familiar with it.A wave of probing arrows came head-on, Zheng Xiu blocked it casually, and also blocked a cold arrow that was shot towards the throat for Lao Li who was beside him.

Afterwards, Lao Li broke into a cold sweat from fright, and directly called Xiao San as his nobleman.

When they were about to rush out of the Taniguchi, everyone on Zheng Jiajun's side was taken aback.

In the narrow valley mouth, there are five shields in one row, and three rows of "human shields" are built.

It turned out that Manzi had been quiet for so many days, waiting for the "new weapon" to be delivered.The huge black iron shield almost blocked the whole person, and the barbarians piled up on each other, holding the shield in their hands, and erected a "shield wall" at the entrance of the valley.

Zheng Xiu raised his head and looked at the dark "shield wall", his eyes shone brightly, his shoulder blades were itchy, ready to move.

And in the gap of the "shield wall", a little bit of cold light can be faintly seen.

"The wolf king is imitating General Zheng's tactics!"

Such blatant "plagiarism" made Lao Li on horseback exclaim.

"Hahaha! You can't draw a tiger, you look like a silly cat!"

Zheng Haoran laughed three times, and inadvertently mocked the orange cat. In an instant, his face was ferocious, murderous, and he pointed with a long knife:
"The whole army obeys orders—"

"Have nothing to fear,"

"Charge with me!"

"kill!!"

hiss!
Zheng Jiajun panicked briefly when he saw the towering black shield wall, but in the next second, because of Zheng Haoran's words, his breathing was steady, and everyone lowered their bodies on horseback.

huh... huh... huh...

For a moment, Zheng Xiu was stunned.

He noticed a terrible thing: shortly after Zheng Haoran "issued the order", all the soldiers behind him except him, including Lieutenant General Li, seemed to have turned into machines.

Everyone's messy breathing has surprisingly reached "coherence", everyone's breathing is frighteningly synchronized, hoo!call!call!The small breaths gather together, but at this moment it is like a hurricane sweeping across the canyon.

Da da!Da da!Da da!

The sound of hoofbeats.

rumble!rumble!rumble!

Echoes in the valley.

In the blink of an eye, the chaotic sound of horseshoes, after a few breath adjustments, also reached a terrifying synchronization.With nearly a thousand horses, the sound of horseshoes is only pure "da da, da da, da da", full of rhythm, like a war drum!
dong dong dong dong!

The war drums on Manzi's side were beating frantically to boost morale, but they were suppressed by the drum-like sound of horseshoes in the valley.

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!
Soon, everyone's heartbeats also encouraged the same rhythm.

Heartbeat like a drum!
Boom!Boom!Boom!
Zheng Xiu clutched his chest, feeling inexplicably anxious.He knew that this was Zheng Haoran launching the "control" again, because in essence, he was not Zheng Haoran's "soldier". He is now in this army. Out of place, unable to fit in with them.

I believe that the monk gang leader Bing also has the same aggrieved feeling.

This feeling cannot be simply described as "pain", "uncomfortable", or "hesitation".Zheng Xiu felt like he was wearing a red dress to attend a funeral. At the funeral, the filial sons wore sackcloth and filial piety. As soon as he entered, everyone looked at him. He became "a little red among the filial piety". The look in his eyes expressed a kind of "A traitor has been found in us", um, Zheng Xiu is the traitor who was found out.

According to experience, Zheng Xiu waited for himself to be "squeezed out".

But this time he was not "pushed away".

Zheng Jiajun charged in the canyon, they were silent, the wind and snow behind them distorted visible to the naked eye.

Distorted like a stream of air, it soared into the sky and converged in the direction of Zheng Haoran.

Zheng Haoran let out a long roar, exerted force on both feet, and the limbs of the mount under him suddenly bent.

Kaka!

The horse's limbs and knees made a crisp sound at the same time, Zi!The horse's eyes were bloodshot.

boom!
The war horse jumped high, and the rock below crashed down, leaving behind four clear horseshoe marks!

Zheng Haoran was united with the horse, and as the horse jumped up, he raised his sword on the horse's back.

All the distortions converged on Zheng Haoran's arm, Zheng Xiu was shocked to see the figure of the old man and horse in mid-air.

All sounds are silent.

Everything stands still.

At this moment, my father, that arm, that long knife, is like a bow.

"kill!"

After accumulating power for a moment, accompanied by Zheng Haoran's angry shout, the still time flowed again, and Zheng Haoran threw the long knife in his hand towards the shield wall.

call out!
The long knife shot out like a shooting star. During the flight, it engulfed the fine snow floating in the valley, took shape in the blink of an eye, and spun around. From a distance, it looked like a white angry dragon.

The aftermath of the white dragon frantically squeezed against the mountain walls on both sides, bang bang bang!The ground shook and the mountains shook, and the mountain walls on both sides split open, and the broken stones were torn and drawn in, and the canyon was actually widened by two feet.

The spiral energy forcefully tore apart the shield wall, and the seemingly indestructible shield wall was as fragile as a piece of scrap paper in front of Zheng Haoran's thaumaturgy.

"Outrageous!"

Zheng Haoran's action once again refreshed the upper limit of Zheng Xiu's evaluation of his father's strength.

Boom!
The long knife had already broken under the load, Zheng Haoran waved his arm to dissipate the soreness, and blasted away the shield wall, his eyes suddenly opened up.

Behind the canyon, there is a phalanx for every one hundred people, and they have already been prepared to surround the exit of the canyon.But, after Zheng Xiu rushed out of the canyon, Zheng Haoran launched "Control" again, and the Zheng family's army changed silently. With Zheng Haoran as the nuclear warhead, the army twisted into an arrow, easily tore through the defense lines of each phalanx, and in the wilderness Go up and kill.

At this point, Zheng Xiu couldn't get involved anymore. He watched his father charge back and forth in the army of [-] people without panting, so he could only ride his horse silently and stop at the valley entrance to observe.

Obviously the number of opponents far outnumbered Zheng Jiajun by ten times, but Zheng Haoran rushed to kill them, it didn't look like they were surrounded by people, on the contrary, Zheng Haoran surrounded them.

"Horrible."

Zheng Xiu frowned. It is really unreasonable to say that this is a purely cold war.Zheng Haoran was able to lead soldiers in and out seven times in an army of ten thousand troops, all thanks to his innate alien skills.

Zheng Jiajun's aura is like a rainbow. Under the guidance of Zheng Haoran, the so-called "aura" seems to have materialized. It is draped around the periphery of the formation, and ordinary swords and swords are difficult to get close to. They are all blocked, not to mention the rain of arrows. Ding ding ding, Zheng Jiajun didn't move it, and it was deflected away after a few feet of air.

"retreat!"

After killing for a while, the field was in a mess, leaving countless corpses of the barbarians.Zheng Haoran retreated decisively.

……

Zheng Haoran seemed to be fighting a guerrilla.

After a wave of retreat, the whole army triumphed.

Not long after retreating to the canyon, many soldiers who were still alive and kicking in the enemy's formation not long ago rolled their eyes, thumped, thumped, and fell to the snow one after another.

"Quick! Military doctor, military doctor!"

The monk didn't realize it at first, and it wasn't until Old Li was out of breath that he dragged him to see someone, that the monk remembered that he was now a team leader and a military doctor.

……

"Father, where is your alien mark?"

Zheng Xiu found his father with a heavy heart.

"What alien?"

Zheng Haoran made a round of inspection, and he was relieved to see that the soldiers under him were just overtired and there was no serious problem.Hearing this, Zheng Haoran was bewildered and puzzled.

Zheng Xiu lay down and whispered in Zheng Haoran's ear.

"You said that!"

Zheng Haoran suddenly realized, his old face blushed, and he silently dragged Zheng Xiu into the small tent... and took off his pants.

"Only your mother knows about this birthmark!"

Zheng Haoran's alien imprint is on his buttocks, and the distorted word "Yiyou" is very eye-catching.

No wonder Zheng Haoran blushed when he was old, it turned out that he grew up in a strange place.

Zheng Xiu vaguely noticed that the position of the alien's imprint had something to do with the nature of the doorway.

Except for his imprint that grows in his brain, the other aliens grow in specific locations.

"butt?"

"ride?"

"The art of domination?"

"Yiyou, in terms of position, it is indeed among the 'three respects', and the ranking is right next to Wei Chen's 'usurper'."

"Then above the general, it is indeed the 'emperor'."

Zheng Xiu has been studying the portal map for a while, and he didn't spend much thought, so he sat down and wanted to understand why the father's imprint grew on his buttocks.

With his back to Zheng Xiu, Zheng Haoran lifted his pants with a blushing face.

Although, this is his son, his own, he is still a little embarrassed.

"Your alien art, don't use it lightly."

Zheng Xiudang told his father seriously about the theories about "rules", "restrictions" and "media" in the portal system.

"Under certain conditions, 'restriction' may become an 'irreversible price', I am worried..."

Zheng Xiu has watched Zheng Haoran's soldiers get tired for the second time, and he hesitated for a while. Zheng Xiu didn't know whether he should tell Zheng Haoran the truth. For other influences, he said vaguely: "I am worried that they will delay the battle due to exhaustion."

In fact, what Zheng Xiu speculated was that Zheng Haoran's Innate Alien Art brought "increase" to the soldiers at the cost of "consuming the soldiers' lifespan".

It seems so.

Zheng Haoran simply listened, and nodded seriously: "You...what you said makes sense! I'll pay more attention next time."

Walking out of the military tent, Zheng Haoran looked at his fist over and over again.He is still at the stage of "instinct" in performing "thaumaturgy" now, and he can't figure out why he is different from ordinary people and why he is invincible.

……

After a day of repairing, the soldiers of the Zheng family army who fell down due to "exhaustion" quickly regained their spirits and were alive and well.

For the next three days, Zheng Haoran led his troops out of the canyon and killed them for three days.

Under Zheng Xiu's reminder, Zheng Haoran paid attention and divided the soldiers into several groups.

The soldiers who went out with him during the day were exhausted, and other soldiers kept watch at night.

really.

As Zheng Haoran expected, the Wolf King was definitely not a reckless man. He was beaten for several days in a row, as if he was being crushed. Hundreds of infantry sneaked into the barracks in the dark.

This time, Fengbei finally couldn't hold back and made a move.

In the early morning of the next day, looking at the corpses in the canyon that had been cut into pieces, and the snow that was stained red, Zheng Haoran was alone for a long time in silence. Finally, he could only walk back to Zheng Xiu, and patted Zheng Xiu's shoulder. it is more than words.

Several secret letters were conveyed by the raven one after another, and the rest of the front sent back good news. The Northern Man lost its backbone and was defeated. It almost withdrew from all fronts and was kicked out of the pass.

The emperor was sitting in the imperial city, and a series of military orders flew to the front line as if they had grown wings. He ordered all the generals on the front line to guard the frontier to guard against the comeback of the northern barbarians, and to kill every one of them with their carbines.

In the blink of an eye.

It has been more than a month since Zheng Xiu, Feng Bei, and the monk stumbled upon ghosts by mistake.

As the wolf king was dragged here by Zheng Haoran's "hit and run tactic", the long battles were won one after another, and the northern barbarians were repelled. As the northern barbarians retreated, everything seemed to be heading in the right direction.

However, the better the situation, the more uneasy Zheng Xiu felt.

The three of them, apart from making a plan with Zheng Haoran to "hide the sky and feign death", and except that Fengbei couldn't hold back his shot once that night, they have tried their best not to get involved too much.Trying to look like a bystander just waiting for something to happen.

"Zheng Haoran is the third pillar."

"One day, he will be trapped in ghosts and be brought into the eternal darkness."

"As for the barriers between Ever Darkness and Eternity, a large number of human souls are needed to open the entrance."

"This canyon has been stalemate for a long time, and thousands of resentful souls have been accumulated in various places. Why is there no sign of Chang An opening at all?"

Zheng Xiu couldn't figure it out.

The three "outsiders" gathered secretly and discussed for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

Fengbei speculated with some luck: "Could it be that Dad, because of our appearance, avoided the future of death?"

The monk was optimistic, clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Auspicious people have their own auspiciousness, and fathers are kind to others, so we must turn bad luck into good luck and overcome difficulties!"

When the three conspired.

in the military camp.

Lao Li approached Zheng Haoran with a sad face.

"General Zheng, it's me."

"Come in."

"Old Zheng, you should know that our grain reserves can't last for a few days. I have already reported the situation back. The military department said that our front is rough, the weather is bad, and the supplies are difficult to move. We can't supply them again. Go down, I'm afraid..."

"I see."

The ancient map on Zheng Haoran's desktop is tiled, and it is full of labels and strokes.At this moment, Zheng Haoran completely lost the calmness and ease he had in front of Zheng Xiu in the past, and his brows were tightly frowned.Even when old Li Tou said those words, Zheng Haoran didn't raise his head, his eyes stayed on the ancient map.

"Come on," Zheng Haoran smiled, beckoned to Lao Li, and pointed to the mark on the ancient map: "What did you see?"

Hearing this, Old Li looked at the direction of the arrows on the map, which actually recorded in detail the distribution of the troops of each northern barbarian army and when they withdrew from the front line.

The long battle ended with the retreat of all the northern barbarians. Lao Li saw that the situation was very good on the ancient map. After looking at it for a while, it was still good, so he nodded wonderingly: "It's not bad, we can win!"

"Have you ever wondered why the Wolf King has never left this place?"

Zheng Haoran asked back.

"Didn't it be dragged by you, General Zheng?"

"If it was someone else, I would believe it. But I have punched him once, hehe, there is a kind of anger in his fist, a fire that will not admit defeat and never go out. He is definitely not the kind of person who is willing to suffer defeat." Zheng Haoran Closing his eyes, as if recalling the punch he had with the wolf king, he sighed after a while: "Don't forget, he is a wolf, a wolf that has been surviving on the wasteland all year round."

"I've even retreated, what else can I do."

Zheng Haoran shook his head with a smile, picked up the brush, put it on his tongue and licked it, dipped some ink, along the ancient map, the arrows of each army were extended a little.

The first stroke, the second stroke, and the third stroke, Lao Li didn't see the clue.

But when Zheng Haoran drew the route meticulously, drawing the entire ancient map densely.

Lao Li's scalp became numb instantly, his face turned pale, and he sat down in front of Zheng Haoran.

"I hate his aunt, all the barbarians are gathering at Mount Yalasuo!!!"

ooh-

at this time.

On the other side of the canyon, there was a burst of high-pitched wolf howling.