Zongwu, because I have a bad mouth, you treat me as a villain?

Wu An didn't expect this to be the case.

Let yourself command the battle?

What are you kidding, when I was in school, the school didn't teach me how to fight.

At most, I've played similar war games on my computer.

But a game is a game, and a war is a war.

What should I do?

For the first time since the crossing, Wu An felt a little panicked.

Sweep the eyes of those who are looking at themselves.

Those eyes full of anticipation made Wu An feel a lot of pressure.

Some have seen it before.

Some people are very raw.

But these people all looked at Wu An with a pair of expectant eyes.

This kind of trust is undoubtedly unfamiliar to Wu An.

Wu An swallowed his saliva.

Lin Pingzhi also seemed to be stimulated by the atmosphere of the scene, and also said: "Big brother, what do you say, I'll do it?" "

Wu settled down.

Suddenly I felt that these people were a little stupid.

Seriously, these people have almost no friendship with themselves, and some of them have never even seen themselves before today, but they dare to put their lives in their own hands.

These people are not having problems with their brains.

But......

But the hell...

Wu An suddenly felt that there was an extra mountain on his body.

Case...... Damn...

In fact, it is not difficult to understand what these people think.

Jianghu has always been a world that speaks with fists.

Among all the people on the scene, Wu An's fist was the biggest.

Even Shaolin's Doom is not the opponent of the greedy playboy, so it must be no problem for him to lead everyone to repel the Yuan army.

"Since you trust me so much, then I won't do anything about it."

"Wudang Song Yuanqiao is available?"

"Song is here!"

"Mingjiao left and right envoy Yang Xiao, Fan Yao is here?"

"Fan Yao is here!"

"Yang Xiao is here!"

"Emei Zhou Zhi Ruo is there?"

"Zhou Zhiruo is here!"

“......"

Wu An called all the people of the sect together.

I'm not good at war.

But there's always someone who can do it, right?

Yang Xiao of the Ming Sect and Song Yuanqiao of Wudang are all momentary leaders in the martial arts.

In particular, Yang Xiao, the left envoy of Yang, is not only both civil and military, but also a rare talent in all aspects.

Face this small battle.

Wu An already had a plan in his heart.

It's just to hear everyone's views first.

It's like when I used to have a meeting in the company.

Originally, the leader didn't have any idea of the new project in his head.

But there are capable people under him.

Maybe someone will be able to come up with a plan or proposal that will make a difference.

In the end, the leader said again, if you do a good job, you will implement it according to so-and-so's plan.

So the one who was mentioned was excited.

"I'll say it first, time is tight, the task is heavy, don't ink if you have any ideas, hurry up..."

After half a stick of incense.

"Where is Wei Yixiao?"

"Wei Yi is here!"

"You quickly go to the bottom of the mountain to find out the news, find out the weak point of the Yuan army, and come back quickly to report."

"Yes!"

Wu An ordered the people who were quite good at light skills among the major sects, and asked them to follow Wei Yixiao to find out the news.

This time, the Yuan army suddenly attacked, and it really caught everyone off guard.

And the most important thing is that this time the Yuan army is coming, if what the woman in the yellow shirt said is true, then there are tens of thousands of troops.

What is the concept of tens of thousands of troops.

When standing together, the sides are almost ugly. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

If you want to repel the Yuan army, it is almost an impossible task.

Even if Wu An's martial arts are world-renowned, how many people can he kill?

The number of Yuan troops attacking this time was too large, and with this less than a thousand Jianghu people, plus the group of bald donkeys in Shaolin, it was almost an impossible task.

At this moment, the empty monk ran over in a snort: "Greedy dude, what about our Shaolin?" "

I really don't want to come.

After all, Wu An had just killed their uncle Du'e.

But there is no way, the current Shaolin is in danger.

Wu An's method is obviously intended to take everyone out of the siege.

If Wu An is really allowed to break through successfully, what will Shaolin do?

Could it be that the monks and monks are running together with the temple?

"Shaolin, what's wrong with Shaolin?"

"Greedy boy, don't make fun of Lao Gao, although Shaolin and Gongzi had some misunderstandings before, but..."

Shaolin is quite miserable this time.

This lion slaughter conference not only killed a doom, but also brought Shaolin to the ground.

The last time it was Emei. []

This time it was Shaolin's turn again.

There is no safety for people and animals, there is no safety for people and animals everywhere they go, what Ning Nuxia said is really right.

At that time, the dragon slayer knife and Lin Pingzhi should be returned to Wu An.

This man is simply a broom star.

Wherever you go, there can be no peace.

Just when I was about to say something.

I saw Wei Yixiao rushing back like a big bat.

"Childe, it's not good, the Yuan army is coming up."

"What?"

"Childe, not long after I went out, I saw the figure of the Yuan army, and the mountains and fields were full of Yuan troops!"

Wu An's cold sweat came down all of a sudden.

So fast?

What's more, all the strategies just discussed (promised good) are useless.

Is this going to be hand-to-hand combat?

"How is it so fast?"

"It's over, it's over, it's dead this time!"

"Pity my newborn son, who is not yet a full moon!"

"What should I do if I die?"

"Fuck, I fought with those dogs, my head fell off the bowl and got a big scar, but after eighteen years, I'm a good man again!"

"My daughter-in-law who just went, I don't want to die!"

"Daddy, the child is not filial, and he can only repay the kindness of parenting in the next life!"

There was a panic all around.

Some have started to cry.

Some sighed.

There are also people who know that death is near, but they are stimulated to be fierce.

The shouts of killing are getting closer and closer.

You can even hear screams.

"Kill!"

"Kill!".