Sui and Tang Dynasties Summons

Chapter 293
"No.4, Overlord of Western Chu."

Hearing this, Chen Tian couldn't help but his heart trembled suddenly, could it be that God of War who is unique through the ages?
"No.4, Xiang Yu, Overlord of Western Chu."

"Sure enough, it is Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. Yu's bravery is unmatched throughout the ages. Today, the turntable unexpectedly met Xiang Yu!"

Chen Tian slammed the desk, stood up and walked out of the hall.

Looking at the sky full of smoke and clouds, I can't help but have mixed feelings. If I really get Xiang Yu, can I really control it? If I can't get Xiang Yu, I will become an enemy in the future, what should I do?
Xiang Yu, this monster-like god of war, charged forward, relentless, unstoppable.

The official history may be well-deserved number one, but the novels are inferior to the weird romances of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. I am afraid that only Li Yuanba, Jiang Song and others can compete in the world today.

"If you come here, let it be. That's all. Why do you think so much? Continue to submit the list. This master wants to see who else is there."

"No.5 military general, Southern Song Dynasty anti-gold general, the number one fierce general of the Yue Family Army, Gao Chong."

"Damn it, it's actually Gao Chong, this unrivaled general who picks a pulley and breaks into the camp to kill the golden soldiers. Today's luck is strong."

Chen Tian clapped his hands together, and immediately smiled.

"The following is to extract characters for the host, please wait a moment"

"Congratulations to the host for being highly favored by the anti-gold generals of the Southern Song Dynasty. The four dimensions of high favor are as follows, force: 103, intelligence: 55, command: 70, politics: 33, potential is unknown, and the implanted identity is Zhao Yun's deputy general. Please check the host carefully."

"Well, the high pet is worth it. The force of 103 is just better than Pei Yuanqing, and it can be regarded as filling a vacancy in my heart. It seems that Zilong has no worries."

Chen Tian was thinking in his heart, but he also thought of Pei Yuanqing, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. Pei Yuanqing had died in battle before he made great achievements, and even before he even married a wife. It was really inevitable for him to escape fate.

"Because the turntable is turned on, a person from history will be randomized, please pay attention to the host."

"The character who entered the chaos is Gao Changgong, the king of Lanling during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Gao Changgong's four dimensions are as follows, force: 95, intelligence: 78, command: 88, politics: 60, the implanted identity is the descendant of Gao Changgong, and now lives in seclusion in the Jiangdong area, please pay attention to the host to check .”

"Fortunately, I didn't send warmth to other anti-kings. It seems that this host needs to take some time to recruit capable people and righteous people from the people. Maybe there will be unexpected gains."

Chen Tian could only smile bitterly.

At the same time, the battlefield was murderous.

Guns come and knives come and go, horses step on dust and sand.

All around the battle group, strong winds swept in all directions, blade energy soared into the sky, and the force of raging waves splashed everywhere, only scraping the surrounding ground with grooves.

Zhao Yun had already fought with Xia Houyuan for forty or fifty rounds. Facing Zhao Yun's attack like a dragon, Xia Houyuan was able to fight with strength in the early stage, but the later, Xia Houyuan's defeat became more and more obvious.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Xia Houyuan was not stupid enough to risk his life.

"go with!"

Xia Houyuan yelled violently, took out the dark dart in the short sleeve of the armor, and threw it at Zhao Yun in the air.

"drink!"

Seeing all directions with his eyes and listening to all directions, Zhao Yun had already calculated that Xia Houyuan would definitely play tricks.

Accompanied by Zhao Yun's stern shout, he held out the silver spear in his hand like lightning, and the strength like a huge wave quickly condensed, forming a swirling and radiating vortex that pierced straight out.

Keng!
There was a loud bang.

The two streamers collided, and the sound of metal clanging resounded throughout the field.

Zhao Yun's silver spear slammed into Xia Houyuan's dark dart, and turned towards Xia Houyuan like a gust of wind.

Xia Houyuan slammed Zhao Yun's silver spear away with all his strength, and with a roar of anger, he turned around and reined in his horse and rushed into his own army.

"Zhao Zilong, if you have the courage, come and fight with me!"

Hearing Xia Houyuan's words, Zhao Yun remained silent. He just breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Xia Houyuan's fleeing figure, but instead of chasing after him on horseback, he directly killed the phalanx of archers.

Then join forces with Zhang Fei.

Seeing the arrow wound on Zhang Fei's arm and the blood all over his body, Zhao Yun put away the silver spear, tore off the white robe on his back and handed it to Zhang Fei, saying, "Yide, withdraw your troops."

Zhang Fei stared ferociously at Xiahouyuan's army lined up in front of him, his heart was full of anger, but he could only nod forcefully.

Because he knew very well that his arm was injured today, and the enemy had twice as many troops as him, if he wanted to act recklessly, he would undoubtedly be courting death.

"Damn it, when Grandpa Zhang recovers from his injuries, he must kill this bastard with his own hands and retreat!"

"A turtle with a shrinking head, dare not fight!"

"A turtle with a shrinking head, dare not fight!"

"A turtle with a shrinking head, dare not fight!"

Just when the whole army was about to retreat, Liang Jun suddenly taunted in unison, and his momentum was as arrogant as the sky.

The presumptuous wind whizzed wildly, Xia Houyuan's face was full of madness, raised his head and smiled bitterly:
"Native chicken and tile dog! A mountain bun, a pig butcher, dare to set my mind on Daliang, don't take a pee to see how you look! Go back to your Yangzhou, or you will be cleaned up one by one today! "

"Xia Houyuan! Damn you!"

Being humiliated by the enemy general for the first time, Zhang Fei was furious immediately, and wanted to charge up again with the Zhangba Snake Spear, but the wound burst open again, and he almost fell off the horse.

Zhao Yun had no choice but to tightly hold the silver spear in his hand, his knuckles creaking. Although he was not afraid of Xia Houyuan, how could he be brave as a general when it comes to soldiers and horses?
Even if he could kill Xia Houyuan among the millions of troops and then retreat, what should his subordinates do?
Not only Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei were like this, but Chen Jun was all furious and wanted to explode.

"A man can bend and stretch! The whole army retreats thirty li and sets up camp!"

Zhao Yun had no choice but to back down, and ordered the whole army to retreat.

"I'm not reconciled, Liang thief bullied us too much!"

"I can't wait to kill him, have his tendons, and eat his flesh!"

"Better die in battle than take a step back and be scolded as a coward!"

As soon as the order was issued, none of the soldiers were willing to obey. Instead, the resentment and anger became heavier, and they wished to fight Liang Jun to the death.

"This is a military order! The whole army retreats! Anyone who disobeys will be punished by military law!"

Zhao Yun's stern tone forced the soldiers with orders. Although he really wanted to go forward and fight, he knew that no matter what today, he had to swallow his breath!
With this order, Chen Jun began to retreat, but there were complaints and morale collapsed.

Watching Chen Jun's retreat, Xia Houyuan laughed wildly: "What kind of general is ever victorious, I think it's not as good as bullshit. He brought a bunch of countrymen and dared to come to the battlefield to embarrass others. Hurry up and go home and embroider!"

"Be patient once and for all, how can you bear it three times!

I can't bear it, I don't need to bear it anymore! "

Furiously burning, a violent storm like a golden fire blasted out from Chen Jun's formation, and the red-gold spearhead shone across the world.

An unprecedented momentum of terror is approaching crazily!

(to be continued.)

(End of this chapter)