Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 127 The Three Join Forces to Destroy the Dead

Below the city tower, several Daqin cavalry were staring at the direction of the battlefield intently.

Suddenly someone fell from the sky, trembling with fright, one of them turned over and fell off the horse.

Zhao Gao had a serious face, he stretched out his hand and pulled the horse over, and then his palm landed hard on the horse's buttocks.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are fantasizing about hitting someone in the face hard.

The war horse was frightened, let out a scream, let go of its hooves, and headed towards the direction of the battlefield.

Zhao Gao jumped onto the horse, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the battlefield.

"Who is this righteous man? So bold?"

Meng Tian was taken aback and couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

If he knew, the other party was Zhao Gao who once stood side by side with him to go to the early court, his jaw would fall to the ground.

"He is a coachman, his name is Lao Zhao."

Ying Zige smiled slightly, then turned his head to look at Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, "A coachman can't help but do it, you two won't stand by and watch?"

"Humph!"

Wei Zhuang snorted coldly, as if ten thousand alpacas were galloping past in his heart at this moment.

If he didn't do anything at this time, there might be rumors in the world that he was not as good as a coachman.

The two rows of teeth creaked, but he still jumped off the tower with his sword.

Several Daqin iron cavalry under the tower were already stunned, looking at Zhao Gao's back.

"Isn't this the coachman of the thirteenth son? He turned out to be a top expert?"

"Didn't you say that the thirteenth son is a waste? I didn't expect that even the coachman next to him is a top expert. It seems that the thirteenth son is indeed hiding something."

Just when they were shocked, the two figures fell down in an instant.

As soon as Wei Zhuang stretched out his hand, he pulled one of the Daqin iron cavalry off the horse, then got off the horse, and chased in Zhao Gao's direction.

Gai Nie smiled politely at one of the great Qin cavalry.

The Great Qin Iron Cavalry immediately understood, and hastily gave up his war horse.

A person who can jump down from a tall building without being injured at all must be a top expert.

In this case, if you don't give up your horse, you will probably be pulled down directly.

It's better to be acquainted with each other a little bit.

In a blink of an eye, the two fast horses headed towards the direction of the battlefield.

Those big Qin cavalry at the door, you look at me, I look at you, all fell into a state of bewilderment at the moment.

They thought that the only coachman beside Ying Zige was a master of concealment, but they didn't expect that there were two top masters beside him.

The three masters, one in front and two behind, holding long swords, rode their horses into the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the Great Qin Iron Cavalry was already powerless to support under the siege.

All of them had bloodshot eyes and gritted their teeth tightly, and they were even ready to wrap their corpses in horse leather.

suddenly!

Those Xiongnu masters who were attacking in an orderly manner turned out to be in chaos.

The two figures came on horseback, and rushed straight into the ranks of the Huns.

Then the sword light flew apart.

Accompanied by the screams, patches of blood flew.

This battle was originally a mess. At this moment, it is obvious that the two long swords are glowing with light, constantly blooming, and there are pieces of sword flowers. Even from the top of this city tower, they can see very clearly.

The attack rhythm of the Huns army was instantly disrupted.

They all stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief.

I really don't understand why two top players suddenly appeared.

Those Xiongnu masters who were entered immediately let go of the two hundred elite cavalry for the time being, and all pointed their spearheads at these two swordsmen.

Gai Nie and Zhao Gao's swordsmanship is superb, and their superb swordsmanship combined with their own internal strength has already exploded with devastating fighting power.

However, under the siege of hundreds of people, it is still a bit difficult.

At this time, the archers on the high ground had their eyes firmly fixed on the two of them.

Among them, the archer at the level of a master archer had already held his breath, bent his bow and set his arrow, and locked on Ge Nie and Zhao Gao in an instant.

"You must be wondering why one of the three people who came here suddenly turned around and disappeared?"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind.

The archers turned around hastily, their faces showing horror.

I saw a young master Pianpian, holding a long sword in his hand, with the corners of his mouth turned up, as if he was looking at the grass that was about to die under his sword.

It was Wei Zhuang.

Brush brush!
The archer, who was originally in a safe zone, did not expect to be approached by people without anyone noticing.

They hastily dropped their bows and arrows, pulled out their scimitars and rushed towards them.

"I almost forgot, you can't understand what I said. Then I have to speak with a long sword!"

Wei Zhuang sighed, feeling a little lost at this moment.

When rushing to the battlefield, he had already regarded these archers as his target.

After thinking for a long time, I figured out what kind of words should be used to open the scene, so as to be able to draw the force to the fullest.

But as a result, the language barrier, these people simply do not understand.

Depressed use the long sword to vent.

In an instant, the sword light flickered like thunder and lightning.

His Guigu swordsmanship was already extremely sharp, and Ying Zige's making up for the loopholes had already raised his Guigu swordsmanship to another level.

It is simply not comparable to these archers who are not good at close combat.

As the sword light kept flickering, each archer fell to the ground and died.

Afterwards, holding the blood-stained long sword, Wei Zhuang rushed straight into the battlefield like lightning.

Zhao Gao and Gai Nie felt very strenuous in this fight, but suddenly they felt a lot easier.

Only then did he discover that Wei Zhuang had already launched an attack from the rear.

The three of them were shocked at the same time, and their swordsmanship was as smooth as clouds and flowing water, without any hindrance.

In a blink of an eye, those Hun masters fell crazily.

The sudden appearance of these three swordsmen made the remaining Daqin iron cavalry burst into a fierce fighting spirit, and each of them was full of energy and crazily charged.

In just a few minutes, the situation on the battlefield was reversed.

"This this……"

Meng Tian's face changed drastically, the thirteenth sons only sent three people, and they turned the tide of the battle?

Especially the unremarkable coachman among them, who was obviously extremely angry, and kept venting his anger with the soft sword in his hand.

It's just that I don't know what he is angry about?
"My thirteenth son, thank you."

Meng Tian clasped his fists in both hands, his eyes were already full of gratitude.

"You don't have to be so polite. Just treat me well tonight."

Ying Zige smiled happily, and at the same time secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

These three people finally did not embarrass me.

"Young master, please rest assured. After repelling these Huns, I will definitely hold a big banquet to welcome you well." Meng Tian said seriously.

"Isn't she a beauty?" Ying Zige was taken aback for a moment, but was immediately disappointed.

"What beauty?" Meng Tian frowned, looking ignorant.

Jian Nu and Han Baichuan behind them shook their heads and sighed at the same time.

He also has great righteousness for the thirteenth son, so he let Zhao Gao and others take action.

It turned out to be...

Following this young man with no ambitions, the future is indeed bleak.

(End of this chapter)