Chapter 1st and 30th chapter

"This... how is this possible?"

Gao Xianzhi smashed and finally felt the extraordinaryness of this long knife. Being able to withstand his two finger hits means that Wang Chong’s new weapon technology is quite mature. The hardness and the characteristics of his blade are not easy to break, so the quality and grade of this weapon will jump. A big cut, surpassing the vast majority of weapons in the world.

"Good knife! It's a good knife! It's long and easy to fold. I have never seen a long knife to break through this rule. Wang Chong can't think of you actually having this kind of skill. It's great!"

As one of the most prominent empire generals, with more than ten years of rich experience in the battle, Gao Xianzhi almost instinctively feels the great value of this long knife. Hu, Gao Xianzhi’s palm was explored, and the eight-foot-long m-knife was grabbed from the brocade box. He turned his head in the hand and danced twice. Gao Xianzhi’s eyes became brighter and brighter.

The long knife is easy to slash, and the sturdy, hard-to-break blade is the overlord in the knife.

Just a long knife like this may not be so amazing, but if thousands of people are equipped with such a knife, then on the battlefield, it will be a terrible torrent of destruction.

- This long knife is simply a dominant weapon for the battlefield.

"Wang Chong, how many weapons do you have?"

Gao Xianzhi turned her head and looked at Wang Chong. Suddenly he understood the meaning of the warrior in Wang Chongkou. If there is an elite, all of them equipped with Wang Chong's long knife, the lethality will be unimaginable. And this eight-foot blade, Gao Xianzhi just looked at it and suddenly understood that it was designed by Wang Chong for the infantry to deal with the cavalry's weapons.

This kind of knife cut down, not only the horses, but also the knights on the horseback, all in the scope of the attack. The mighty might be extremely mighty, and Gao Xianzhi can fully imagine the scenes on the battlefield.

"Zhang Shouzhi has built more than 100 pieces there. As long as the adults agree, all the craftsmen will work day and night. Within a month, all the knives should be completed. I will let them replace them with wooden sticks before."

Wang Chong seriously said.

Wang Chong Mo knife used a lot of forging techniques far beyond this era. In terms of weapon materials, Wang Chong collected a large number of large-scale food scimitars on the battlefield. These are the most elite steel products. Coupled with the extraterrestrial iron, and a small amount of Uzi steel, the current Modao has a variety of characteristics at the same time, becoming the real knife in the best.

"Wang Chong, do it boldly according to your thoughts! I will let the Anxi Junt army fully cooperate with you!"

Gao Xianzhi looked at the strange light and made a speech.

Bang, even Gao Xianzhi did not expect it, just at the moment of his consent, the pattern of the entire mainland war has also changed. An unprecedented army in history has reached the stage of history at this moment!

After leaving Gao Xianzhi to leave, Wang Chong pushed open the door and quickly went out. It was in the inner city of Jurass, the training ground in the north, and Wang Chong saw Li Yiye and more than 4,600 black-striped iron riders.

"Hou Ye!"

Seeing Wang Chong, Li Yiye quickly spurred the sweaty blood immediately before, one-handedly chested, and respectfully bowed.

"Ready?"

Wang Chong looked up and asked.

"Hou Ye rest assured, everyone is waiting for Hou Ye to call!"

"Very good, these pieces of paper you take, lead all the black and iron riding day and night drills, our time is very limited, only one month you have to complete all the cultivation of this array of methods."

Wang Chong nodded and sank.

"The subordinates must go all out!"

Li Yuye said, bowing his head and glanced at the heart of the letter, and suddenly his eyes became shy, and his expression became serious. He slammed back to Wang Chong and immediately walked away behind him.

Shura hell!

This is the content of the two letters that Wang Chong gave. Li Yiye had the privilege to hear from the audience about the ten major formations from Wang Chong. Among them, the smashing and smashing squad of the squadron was the last, and Shura Hell... was ranked second.

......

In the main hall of the city of Ross City, a large door was pushed open. Gao Xianzhi wore the new armor created by Wang Chong, returned to the residence, took off the armor, and Gao Xianzhi came to the table, and also revised the documents in the army.

Just as Wang Chong is busy day and night, Gao Xianzhi also has a lot of military affairs to deal with, the wounded rescue of the Anxidu garrison, various logistical distribution, the appeasement of the Khan and Glory departments, the repair of various city defenses, and the patrol of the waiting soldiers. Alert... All these things need to be handled too much.

By the time Gao Xianzhi approved all the official documents, the time is already very late.

Hanging the fine pen back to the pen holder, Gao Xianzhi blinked his eyes and could not help but reveal a tired look. The rain is coming from the wind, and now the city of Ross is still calm, but everyone can feel the strong pressure. Sixty thousand Tangtang/Army ups and downs, everyone is scrambling to grab the second, and try their best to strengthen themselves and prepare for the more brutal war.

"The adults are working hard, take a cup of tea and have a rest."

With a knock on the door, the guard of Anxi Dufu, came in with a cup of tea.

"let it go."

Gao Xianzhi gently tapped the table.

Waiting for the name of the guard to leave, Gao Xianzhi picked up the fragrant tea on the table and was about to take a sip. Suddenly, the two thin letters on the table squinted at the table, and I couldn’t help thinking about it:

"It is the practice that Wang Chong said."

It’s hard to fix the situation to reach the level of Gao Xianzhi. Almost instinctive, Gao Xianzhi will not believe that there is anything else to help himself. But after all, Gao Xianzhi couldn't bear to smash Wang Chong's good intentions.

"Let's take a look."

Gao Xianzhi shook his head and smiled. He absent-mindedly picked up the two letters and glanced at it. However, it was only this eye. Gao Xianzhi was like a needle, and he was all excited. All the tiredness disappeared without a trace.

“How could this be the case?”

Gao Xianzhi stared at a paragraph on the letterhead.

"The mind is in harmony, the sword is in vain."

Just eight words, exactly the same as a certain heart in the "Six-pole Royal Art" that Gao Xianzhi himself practiced. Gao Xianzhi sat up straight and continued to look down. Then his look became more and more serious and more serious. When I finished reading the last word, Gao Xianzhi suddenly gave a long exclamation and slowly raised her head for a long time.

There was silence in the hall, but at this moment, Gao Xianzhi’s heart was set off.

Wang Chong gave him this practice, which is similar to Gao Xianzhi's own martial arts, but the power... is more powerful than Gao Xianzhi's own exercises, just like the upgraded version of Gao Xianzhi's Gongfa! In this case, Gao Xianzhi has never encountered it.

Although the two are different, they must have a deep relationship!

"The practice of this vein, I have exhausted all efforts to search, there is no other derivative method. Is it true that I am wrong. The "Six-pole Yushen" that I practiced is actually only a certain part of the ancient times. A derivative version of the more ancient Famen, there is a more powerful method above?"

Gao Xianzhi took the two thin letters and muttered to her, and her heart was one after another.

The study was quiet, but there was a huge airflow around Gao Xianzhi, and he lowered his head. Gao Xianzhi saw the contents of the two thin letters on several occasions. At the end, the whole was completely attracted. . I don't know how long it has been -

boom!

The two thick gates seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and all the tables and chairs were removed from the hall. Gao Xianzhi sat on the ground, and a huge breath emanated from him. The suffocating gas in the body of Gao Xianzhi began to slowly flow in a direction that has never been seen before.

"Congratulations to the host, get the heart of the generals (grateful), harvest the good feelings of Gao Xianzhi, make subtle changes to the history of war, and reward 100 fate energy points!"

......

At the same time, in the training ground on the north side of the city, there was a sudden reminder of the stone of fate in Wang Chong’s mind. In the heart of Wang Chong’s heart, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky in the direction of the main hall of the city of Ross. The face suddenly showed a smile.

Everything is on the right track!

According to Gao Xianzhi's "Six-Pole Royal God", he gathered the power of many top powers and jointly created one of the top generals of the eight-pole cracking. This world was released more than twenty years ago and returned to the original Gao Xianzhi's hand. A subtle turn in history occurred, which was facilitated by Wang Chong’s hand, and further deviated from the original passage.

"Eight-Ball Cracking" has strict requirements for training. It must be the level of the imperial generals, and it takes at least one month from the beginning to the end, and cannot be disturbed by anyone. This is also the beginning of Wang Chong, and did not give the reason for the "eight-pole cracking" to Gao Xianzhi.

"The notice goes on, telling Cheng Qianli, and sending people. Within the Baizhang of the city's main government, no one is allowed to approach."

Wang Chong turned his head and suddenly rushed to the side of a Daisy.

"Yes, adults!"

......

Time passed slowly, and when Ross was busy, everyone was fully prepared for the battle. At a distance of more than 60 miles, the camp in West Turke was also tense.

"Booming!"

The roar of the thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth, just above the camp of the West Turke, the thunderclouds rolled, and countless clouds of air gathered from all directions and rushed. Just in the place where the thunderclouds are the most powerful, a blue-colored spirit is so vast that it penetrates the heavens and the earth and is extremely conspicuous between heaven and earth.

Down the cyan column, the sturdy and sturdy figure in the air, suspended in the air. He was wearing heavy armor, and a black big cloak danced behind him, revealing a sturdy domineering.

Just around Dusit, Shamu Shaq, the rut and the Pelican, and other Western Turks were nervously guarded around. Farther away, densely packed, thousands of West Turkistan iron horses, according to a certain rule, with the core of Wusili as the core, like the torrent of steel, frantically surging, they rushed while they screamed, blinking in their eyes With a feverish glow.