The forty-eighth chapter, the heart is as ruthless as iron shocks the enemy's heart (2)
.When I ended with this chapter, I suddenly realized that I fell in love with Jiang Zhuying, a smart and brave girl who used indifference to conceal her enthusiasm, Huhuhu... I hope you will also like her, my brothers and sisters.
~~~Divideline~~~
In the large tent of the Leng Jade Sand Stealing Group, Jiang Zhuying cut off Chen Liang's weapons with a halberd, his eyes were like ice, and coldly pierced Chen Liang's fanatical nerves.
"Who are you?" Chen Liang's eyes cold. He knew very well. Although he could not compare to any peerless general, at least the leaders present were no better than him.
Sixteen years ago, in the Battle of Wolf Soul Words, in order to save Zhang Tian, he fought alone against the three masters of Ghost Wolf, the largest sand thief group in the Golden Desert. Later, he led Zhang Tian to break out of the siege of Ghost Wolf's more than 500 cavalrymen of Ghost Wolf. At that time, people in the desert called him a ghost-legged person, which shows his courage.
Now, he is just in his early forties and is in his prime. In order to realize his ambitions, he has never stopped practicing martial arts.
I never thought that I didn't have a little white face that I liked, but just a halberd, cutting off his weapon. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, the halberd would have hit him open. How could he not be shocked?
"You don't deserve to know who I am. If you can walk three moves in my hands, you can go out." Jiang Zhuying snorted coldly and raised cold Feng.
"Haha, boy, your kung fu is very good, but I'm afraid you haven't recognized the situation yet." Chen Liang smiled grimly, took a few steps back, and let his subordinates block between him and Jiang Zhuying, and then he felt at ease.
"Boss, I'll gather all the cavalrymen when I talk nonsense with this little guy." A fat man walked in with a slight face full of flesh.
"Wang Yilu, did you actually betray Leng Feicui?" Duan Zhao looked at the man and looked angry. It turned out that this fat man was Chen Liang's subordinate, Leng Feicui's cavalry commander Wang Yilu.
"Haha, Duan Zhao, your set is outdated. I, Wang Yilu, are not betraying Leng Feicui. I just can't stand the fact that Boss Zhang ignores the lives and death of his brothers. I am good for our Leng Feicui." Wang Yilu sneered.
"Just plot, I just realized that there are enough shameless people in this world. Even though they are treacherous and unfaithful, they can still say goodbye to everyone. Is it our pig or he a pig?" Lei Dongfeng suddenly laughed.
"You guy, who is the pig? Come and kill them!" Wang Yilu said angrily.
"Haha, Chen Liang, who are you?" Zhang Ce's question was extremely sinister, which means that you, Wang Yilu, had you defected to Chen Liang, how could you give orders without authorization?
"Little bastard, don't split us. No matter how sharp you are, you will die in a while." Although Chen Liang said that, he still glared at Wang Yilu.
"Boss, do it?" Wang Yilu shivered and said respectfully.
"You don't need to teach me, come here!" After Chen Liang said that, more men in gray were pouring out of the tent. It seemed that many people were following this guy to rebel.
These men didn't say much, their eyes were full of evil lights, just waiting for Chen Liangling to give in.
"Do it!" Chen Liang shouted, but was surprised that Lei Dongfeng's shouts also sounded in his ears.
A raft of arrows shot in outside the tent, and the target was the man in black densely packed with crowds of outside. Suddenly, miserable calls came out.
"Kill--" Xiao Lei's call was always so simple. With a loud shout, the sword light was unsheathed, and the few big men in front of him who were still a little hesitant suddenly became different.
The black figure, like black lightning, was passing through these men in gray. Chen Liang was frightened when he saw it. He had just seen Jiang Zhuying's power, but he didn't expect to provoke such a god of killing again.
Then, there was another shout of killing outside the tent. Chen Liang's heart sank and then he realized that he was probably surrounded by the counter-attack.
Soon, the shouts of killing outside the tent gradually stopped, and there were fewer and fewer gray-clothed men in the tent, either being killed or fled out.
"Wang Yilu, you bastard, where are your cavalry?" Chen Liang said angrily.
"Chen Liang, don't blame me. Didn't you say you have five hundred helpers? Why, is that just this garbage?" Wang Yilu scanned the tent, and the ground was covered with gray corpses, and men in blue and black flashed across the tent.
As the commander of the cavalry, Wang Yilu naturally knew that the man in the sky-blue suit outside the tent was Leng Jade's cavalry - Leng Yueqi.
"Why? Didn't you say you're having trouble with me?" He thought in pain, his eyes were demented, and he was so irritated that he was a little crazy.
"You pig!" Chen Liang kicked him down.
"Chen Liang, do you dare to fight with me!" Jiang Zhuying's cold front and two halberds were in his hands, and none of them was his enemy.
The sharp blade in his hand passed through the enemy and left as soon as he touched it. The enemy's corpse fell to the ground from behind, but his blue shirt had no blood on it, so he was so carefree.
"How are you going?" Chen Liang was a little confident.
"If you can take my three moves, I will let you go!" Jiang Zhuying suddenly laughed.
Zhang Tian and Zhang Ce did not object, and Lei Dongfeng looked at Chen Liang with a sympathy.
"This is what you said, it counts!" The bloody bit in Chen Liang's body finally rekindled.
"Nature!" Jiang Zhuying said proudly.
"Okay, I want a horse fight." Chen Liang asked.
"Ce'er, I'll give you Uncle Chen Si a good horse!" Zhang Tian looked at Chen Liang with disappointment and sadness.
I've made a bill.
"Zhang Tian..." Chen Liang's expression was complicated at this moment. Zhang Tian only knew him. He was just now. If he had hit Xiao Lei immediately, if Xiao Lei was hit immediately, he might not be able to dodge in time.
But even so, Zhang Tian actually gave him a horse without hesitation.
At this moment, he felt a little regret in his heart, but he was immediately swallowed by the hidden darkness...
"Come on." Outside the Leng Jade tent was an open space of hundreds of feet long. Chen Liang rode on his horse, pointing at Jiang Zhuying in the distance in his hand.
Dreams, no matter how distant the words, can appear on such a vulgar and cunning man, and the scars that are so sharp that they are so desperate that they are shattered.
At this moment, among the thousands of troops, the passionate Li Guiliang slowly returned to him.
"Why is this happening? I'm unwilling to accept it!" Chen Liang's heart was ignited by anger. Where did the passion of the past go?
Until, I met him...
Chapter completed!