Vol 7 Chapter 19: Sword mark

The color in Wei Wu's eyes quickly faded.
He looked at Zhao Xiangxi and replied softly before he died: "I only admire a woman, you are now the second."
Zhao Xiangyu nodded and closed his fist, letting his body slip from his arm to the ground.
There is no doubt that her adventure has been successful, but she is also very clear that the final victory depends on the Yinshan area.
When she turned back and looked at the direction of Yinshan, in the Yinshan territory, most of the Qin army had been assembled, and the Qin army, which was besieged in Tianqi City, was about to start a new round of offensive. &nbs novel p; because Sima wrong regards the besieged city of Chu Jun as the key to winning the battle, the order is to capture the city before dark, and then quickly arm, to attack the main force of the Chu army here, Therefore, this offensive is different from any previous one. It can no longer take into account the casualties and cannot take into account the loss of ordnance.
Countless arrows fell into the city like a rainstorm. The arrows of these arrows were made of phosphorite. After intense friction with the air, they burned and became a ball of fire.
Qin Jun’s arrow pulls the bowstring. This expensive arrow is now used in their hands like a dead branch without money. Because of the pursuit of extreme speed, the arrows of these archers begin to bleed. The arms began to tremble.
Most of the symbols were exhausted as early as the first round of bombardment. At this time, the lonely city in the siege of the Qin army, most of the places have burned up, there are smoke columns everywhere, and the air is emitting A variety of charred flavors.
A heavy armored army of Qin Jun has begun to strike against the fracture of a city wall. The heavy iron hoof hit the ground and the gravel on the wall was beating.
At this moment, a burst of savage sounds overwhelmed all the sounds. In the next moment, Qin Jun issued a cheering voice.
At the same time, a batch of heavy-duty machines in the Qin army had also moved here. Hundreds of heavy-duty arrowheads, such as baby arms, fell into the wall of the city, and then it was another round. In three rounds, thousands of heavy-duty arrows smashed the wall into a forest, and the power of terror provoked the spread of dust and waves.
However, in the cheers of the shaking of the mountains, in the dust and splatter that smashed into the wall and the mud inside, it was in front of the impact of the heavy armor. There was a figure at the broken wall.
At the moment when this figure appeared, there was a horrible heat in the dust, and then even the diffuse dust seemed to burn all over, turning into countless Mars flying away.
The figure in the floating Mars is a tall and straight-looking man. The long black hair is not bundled, flying freely in Mars, but when all these Qin sergeants see his figure, his hands There has been a more dazzling fire.
He took the sword and waved the fire.
The sound of the heaven and earth sword banged.
It was like a huge furnace that fell down and then turned into a sword and crossed.
Oh...
The front of the heavy armored cavalry was violently falling. The hundreds of heavy armored squadrons slammed into the flaming red. The whole body exploded like a blast, and numerous heavy metal nails were splashed. Fly out.
Time is also like solidification at this moment.
Many people have swallowed a bite of mouth, but still can't breathe smoothly.
In the place where the red is falling, there is a deep sword mark that is more than a hundred feet long, more than a foot wide.
The armor of the heavy armored armor broke, and it fell into the sword mark and burned.
The remaining dozens of riders can't move forward, and the horses that have been blinded by the eyes perceive the great fear, and the above-mentioned cavalry imperial can't control, and they are crazy in the place.
The most shocking of the mind is the number of practitioners in the Qin army. Some of their memories that have been buried for many years begin to wake up. Such a picture seems to have met.
Many years ago, when the army of the Daqin dynasty was like a broken bamboo in the city of Zhao Dynasty, there was a tin shop in the city.
There was a master in the iron shop, and then he took the sword to the gate of the city, facing the Qin army who came from the tide.
A long sword mark appeared in front of the city.
Then the master just said, who died this sword mark.
Then the whole army will be gone.
The world knows that there is a Zhao Jian furnace in the city.
"Whoever died of this sword mark."
In the fire, Zhao Ce's long black hair has also become deep red, such as countless small flames dancing. He went to Tang Dynasty with his teacher and left Zhaodi for many years. Many memories about Zhaodi were also forgotten. However, he was the one who experienced the war of that year. He and Zhao Jianhua’s practitioners were Standing in the city, watching his master respect the sword.
Looking at the sword that he himself gave out today, looking at the sword mark, his sword in his memory became clearer and gradually merged with the light and shadow in front of his eyes.
Until then, he really realized the meaning of the sword in his master's respect.
He said this sentence.
Listening to his own voice burning in the flames, he felt that he and his master's master were close to a few points, feeling that they were strong again.
This feeling is really good.
A number of stern military orders sounded, and several troops that had followed the heavy ride to the area suddenly began to retreat.
"In the past, you Qin people were not afraid to face the sword of our Zhao Jian furnace. Don't go through many years, or there is no one who dares to come out."
Zhao Ce looked coldly at the front of Qin Jun and said: "If you are invincible, who was the real invincible?"
When he said this, a strange sound rang in the sky flying in the clouds.
This sound is like a crane, but with a very ghastly taste.
At this moment, everyone unconsciously looked up at the sky.
A cloud of dark black ink continually rolled over the shape and flew in the sky.
There seems to be a crane in the cloud, but there is no flesh and feathers, it is a skeleton, but the black flame is burning on the skeleton, beyond the scope of the world's imagination.
"Some things you don't understand."
A ghostly sound fell from the air.
The black cloud was closed, and the black bone crane disappeared.
Not far behind the sword mark, but it has already stood a ghostly deep practitioner.
The practitioner was wearing a black collar with a high collar. When he looked up at Zhao Ce’s speech, his body continued to shine with black hair, naturally condensed into a black plum, and then It quickly disappeared.
"Wang Jingmeng has promised the war with your master, but the emperor of Da Zhao is too stupid, just because some rumors are afraid that your teacher will honor his position. First set up the bureau to kill your master."
The practitioner said faintly, "Although I and Wang Jingmeng are deadly enemies, but there is one to say one, but can not smash all the names of Qin people." Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net