"Xun Shaoyu...the fourteenth son of Marquis Lu!"

Youmen's eyes were pale and green, looking in the direction of Tangyi, with a serious smile on his lips.

"Tell me, if we throw Xun Shaoyu's head in front of Wen Yuanming's handsome tent, how effective will it be?"

Hearing this, Gu Li's expression froze and he was speechless.

The barbarians are descended from the barbarian bloodline, and most of them are violent in temperament, and few are calm and knowledgeable in strategy.

With Gu Li's knowledge, it was natural to just rush through it all the way. How could he understand many of the thoughts in it.

Seeing Gu Li's embarrassed expression, Youmen smiled strangely.

"Whether it is to appease the morale of the army or for the sake of the general sentiment of Lu State, Wen Yuanming will not give up. Hey... we are not afraid that he will not give up, but we are afraid that he will stick to the camp."

"We don't pay much attention to tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of stones of food and grass, but the head of Lu Hou's son is worth coming to pick up in person."

Youmen was high-spirited and pointed in the direction of Tangyi with his spear in hand.

Although tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers are not wearing armor, they can still attack some small Fang Kingdoms. They are more than enough to deal with a feudal official.

This was a crushing battle in terms of hard power. Youmen didn't believe that a small feudal official could withstand tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers.

"Um……"

Gu Li responded in a low voice, her copper-bell-like pupils flickering with evil intent.

Each barbarian soldier had a stern expression on his face, like a ferocious beast with its fangs restrained, waiting for the opportunity to hunt.

…………

Tangyi camp is in full swing!

Thirty thousand soldiers were ready to go, and a gloomy and solemn killing atmosphere permeated the army, making people wary and frightened.

Xun Shaoyu stood in front of the general stage, with all the edicts and edicts being issued, and the clouds were shining brightly. He was ranked first among the generals in Shangyang Dynasty, each with his own splendor. Dozens of generals stood tall, looking fierce and fierce, with mixed expressions. Fighting spirit. Many soldiers and armors surrounded the general station, making it full of evil spirit.

"The enemy barbarians are coming, you must be determined to die."

When Xun Shaoyu opened his mouth, it was like spring thunder bursting out of his tongue, and silky numbness spread all over the place.

"I, my ministers, are willing to die in service to the Lord!"

A famous general knelt on the ground, his armor making a sound.

Xun Shaoyu shouted: "All troops, dare to die!"

"have!"

"have!"

"have!"

Tens of thousands of troops were moving in the wind and clouds, the military spirit was boiling, the soldiers were so sharp that they soared into the sky, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

Although these tens of thousands of troops do not have the blood to kill, they are still first-class powerful soldiers. They only need to roll a few rolls on the killing field. Even the top powerful troops of the Blood Fiend True Form Series may not have this kind of power. potential.

Xun Shaoyu put his hands behind his hands and said to the elegant middle-aged man beside him: "Master Si, look at the appearance of my subordinates, how is their military appearance?"

At this time, Si Changchang stood beside Xun Shaoyu, the only one standing among the troops in the field.

After all, Si Changchun was a senior official and the son-in-law of Grand Master Wen Yuanming. His status was far above that of Xun Shaoyu, a commoner son.

If it weren't for this moment, Si had been seriously injured for a long time and had to live under someone else's roof for the time being. He wouldn't have just stood by Xun Shaoyu's side.

Si Changjiang reluctantly shook his head and said: "The troops under the Young Master's command are certainly in great shape, but the barbarians are coming in force. It is enough to wipe out tens of thousands of barbarians on Shang Cai!"

"Young master, with thirty thousand soldiers and armor, there is not even enough blood to kill, and you are fighting against the barbarians, but you are just hitting an egg against a stone, and it is of no use?"

Si Changjiang spoke bluntly, saying: "It is better to withdraw the army southward and retain a useful body to plan for the future. This is the way to be mature and prudent."

Obviously, Si Changchun was not optimistic about this battle. Even with Si Changchun's understanding of the brutality of the barbarian soldiers, it was still a question whether Xun Shaoyu's 30,000 soldiers could fight the barbarian soldiers for one round.

The reputation of barbarian soldiers for being ferocious is not just a word of mouth, but a real record of their achievements.

These remarks caused the expressions of dozens of generals to change, and they all showed angry faces.

After Si Changchun finished speaking, his face looked calm, with a faint smile on his face as he faced the generals' glares that almost made him want to spit fire.

There are just dozens of martial arts masters who [cut off their hair and cleanse their marrow]. Si Changchun is at the level of a grandmaster. If he had not been seriously injured, and a grandmaster kills a grandmaster, unless the opponent has the help of a top military formation, it would be no more painful than crushing an ant to death.

How many.

"Doctor Si's words are extremely hurtful."

"However, it is the truth!"

Xun Shaoyu gently tapped the handle of the knife with his fingers and nodded slowly.

Although telling the truth hurts the morale of the army, the tyranny of the barbarian soldiers is real and cannot be ignored.

"I know this very well. There is a saying in military strategy and tactics. If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger in a hundred battles."

"How can I not know the strength of our enemy and the rivalry between us and our enemy?"

Xun Shaoyu murmured to himself, the golden color in his eyes became thicker and thicker, the Youjing Sword trembled slightly, and the black-gold divine light revealed an unparalleled edge.

"I have my own plans, let the doctor see...how I can bury the enemy barbarians."

The director looked forward to the high-spirited Xun Shaoyu and said with deep meaning: "In this case, I will wait and see how the young master can turn the tide with one hand."

"You'll see,"

Xun Shaoyu smiled coldly, and strands of golden light floated around him, as if he was born a god, with his eyes like an eagle, looking proudly at the end of the sky.

Although Xun Shaoyu values ​​​​his friendship with Si Changchun, dragons do not live with snakes. Xun Shaoyu clearly knows that Si Changchun is only temporarily in decline. Once the barbarians are repelled by the Yuzhou kingdoms, the road between the two parties will return to normal, and Si Changchun will

He will definitely return to Wen Yuanming.

During the introduction, the secretary can end this relationship with a little casual reward for a long time.

And with the influence of a powerful man with the rank of Immortal of the Earth, and the respected status of the old master Wen Yuanming. Not to mention that Xun Shaoyu was just an inconspicuous concubine, even the direct son of Lu Guo could not be compared with him.

After all, the status gap between the two is too big, and the so-called affection will gradually become weak over time. Only people of the same status can have long-lasting affection.

Xun Shaoyu's move to send troops was certainly intended to establish his authority, but more importantly, it was to show off his muscles and prolong this hard-won friendship.

Of course, you need to be strong yourself in order to forge iron. Placing your expectations on others will not withstand the wind and rain.

Only by remaining strong yourself can you truly be the foundation for a stable life.

…………

A hundred miles west of Tangyi, there is Qingfeng Mountain, which is named Qingfeng because of its long green mountains.

The mountain is thousands of feet high, with tens of thousands of walls. The surrounding rock walls are vertical and very steep. In ancient times, it was called Qingsongkou. There is also a saying that Qingsongkou is the worst and the most poisonous water in the Five Streams.

Xun Shaoyu stood in front of Qingsongkou. All the soldiers and armor were spread out one after another, blocking the mountain pass that was only ten feet long and wide. The bronze spears were like forests and mountains, and the spearheads were densely packed with no end, and they were floating with silvery white. There were shields standing on each side, and one by one.

The arrows shone coldly.

"My lord, the enemy barbarians have arrived at Qingsongkou!"

A scout walked quickly and reported back to Xun Shaoyu.

"Raise the shield, mount the arrow, raise the spear..."

When Xun Shaoyu heard the reward, he waved his big hand decisively.

"Prepare for war!"

"Prepare for war!"

"Prepare for war!"

In the dull atmosphere, a famous soldier silently tidied up his military appearance, with a hint of twisted madness in his simple face.

Most of these armored soldiers are newcomers to the battlefield. Although they have already experienced the psychological inferiority of blood-spattered battlefields, their initial fear and cowardice will still shake their minds. They can only wait until they experience it later. He has a lot of knowledge and is completely numb to life and death. He is a truly strong soldier who can fight in every battle.

And this battle, where the enemy's strength is vastly different from ours, will be the grindstone for their transformation. The soldier who can survive will be able to transform into a qualified soldier.

boom!

boom!

boom!

It was almost like the thunderous roar of the mountain, as if the heaven and earth were shaking, and the entire Qingfeng Mountain was also shaking with it, and gravel and gravel fell rustlingly from the rock walls on both sides.

A giant man, two feet tall, wrapped in layers of animal skin armor, gradually appeared in front of Xun Shaoyu.

The giant men were tall, with steel-like abdominal muscles exposed on their chests, arms as thick as ordinary human thighs, all veins exposed, and fanatical fighting spirit boiling in their eyes.

Youmen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Tangyi army that was ready at Yamaguchi. He couldn't help but clenched the spear in his hand.

"I didn't expect that this guy is really tough. He knew he was invincible and yet he didn't run away. He really has a lot of toughness."

Youmen seemed to be mocking and belittling, quite scornful of the army waiting at the mountain pass.

When a weak male deer faces a strong tiger, even if he fights with his antlers, it will only make the tiger spend more effort to hunt the prey, but it will not change the outcome of being devoured.

"Get out of the way and let us have a word with that boy."

Youmen laughed. His body of more than ten feet, surrounded by barbarian soldiers, stood out like a chicken among the flock, extremely conspicuous.
To be continued...