Guo Xiaotian shot an arrow to Xiahou fierce tiptoe to flash back several zhangs easily.
"What I have just done is just equivalent to a mere 100 strength in the Jin Guojun today."
Xiahou Lie snorted, "It seems that Yang Zaixing’s younger generation, the grandson of Yang Jia Gun, has nothing to commend, which is really disappointing!"
He frowned and added, "Maybe it’s the change of dynasties, and the martial arts of Dajin Kingdom’s heavenly machinery are becoming more and more prosperous and extensive. Even if Yang Zaixing is resurrected, his marksmanship can still be equal to that of our Dajin National Army."
"Who said that a little thief lu xu jin guo can be comparable to Yang’s gun? ！”
There was a sudden gust of wind whistling in the moon and stars sparse forest.
There are two figures crossing into this small "battlefield".
A man with a long beard and a three-foot green front sword is cold and shiny, but he is not angry. It was just that the big exit refuted Qiu Chuji 3.
In the past, Yang Zaixing led 300 soldiers in the Song and Jin Wars and fought 40,000 nomads and spears in a small Shanghe War. From 8,000 nomads to 1,000, a hundred guns combined with the enemy.
I don’t know how many stone machines are mixed with the blood of those Jin Guo thieves, and his gold-lacquered red tassel gun is scattered and abandoned.
It’s really hard to be brave.
At that time, Marshal Jin Guodu mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops, such as King Dragon and Tiger, King Gaitian Han Chang and so on, to contain Yuegujun’s main force, and personally went to Xiaoshanghe Tianjie to stir up mud waves, destroy bridges and swallow horses, which made Yang Zaixing fall.
Another ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, and the rain continued for three hours. The arrows consumed in that World War I alone weighed more than 50 thousand Jin.
In this way, Yang Zaixing finally died in the river
Sixty years after the death of God, the fame of the two countries will remain immortal.
Going back, the Yang family in Tianbo Prefecture has been loyal and brave for generations.
How can Qiu Chuji let a few thieves of Xu Jin Guo insult this marksmanship lightly?
After the tin, I have picked up my broken hand and stuffed it into my arms. When I get back, please ask Xu Jin Guo to help him reconnect it.
Although his wrist and chest wounds stop bleeding, there are still bouts of severe pain to his face twitch and ferocious. "Taoist?" This person must have assassinated General Xiahou, the chief culprit of Wang Daoqian. You will take me to kill the master of Peach Blossom Island. "
At this time, Hu Sangge said, "If you kill him now, how do you know about the other treasures?"
Xiahou Lie didn’t mean to do it immediately. He is a general in the army. He pursues the principle of knowing yourself and knowing yourself in every battle. It is always safer to know something about the enemy.
It was his eyes that first Yang Zaixing lingered for a few minutes, but he couldn’t see the number of martial artists, so he secretly paid attention to the first part of his attention to Qiu Chuji. "Do you know Yang’s guns if you want to make a difference?"
"Yang Jiajiang’s reputation for being original has been heard for a long time, but it’s a pity to practice."
Qiu Chuji turned to Yang Tiexin with a thick beard. "Since there are descendants of General Yang here, you must be original?"
He tiptoed to pick the hunting fork back to Yang Tiexin and said, "Brother Yang, please fight them with your gun again."
Although Yang Tiexin didn’t know the origin of this Taoist priest, he was also impressed by his Yangjia gun and was indignant. He thought to himself that there was this Taoist priest, bring up the rear. No matter what, I have to spell out one, which is not a disgrace to my ancestors!
Yang Tiexin mind a turn at the seriously injured tin.
Qiu Chuji saw that his face was a bit dead, and the sound gathered into Yang Tiexin’s ear.
"Brother Yang, being original just saw your marksmanship. be adept at has a solid foundation, and he must have practiced day and night."
"The Yang family’s gun is ingenious, so it’s natural that it’s never the way of Xu Guo’s dog thief boxing. What you lack is just a mechanical skill."
A provincial road in Huo Ran, Yang Tiexin, "When I was a child, there was a gun spectrum in my home, but …"
But that day, machinery was something that ordinary people could Xiang Xiao.
The celestial machinery recorded in the Yangjia gun is not the transformation of ordinary soldiers’ celestial machinery, but it can be compared with the fact that if you want to collect the Chinese materials, please make them into shapes by skilled craftsmen, and at least spend a lot of money. If you want to invite people to install them themselves, the price will probably have to be multiplied several times, which is even more valuable.
Qiu Chuji Ji Ran said, "Today is also a beautiful day, so the descendants of General Yang, who is being original, will make up this foundation for the time being. Brother Yang, don’t worry."
The bearded road flyover stamped Yang Tiexin’s back and Yang Tiexin immediately rushed out.
Call Sang Ke to laugh. I’ll do it.
This man is not proficient in Chinese, but he is ignorant. He also heard something of a clue. He played a cat-and-mouse trick and strode across his chest to meet Yang Tiexin hunting fork.
Since the early days of the popularity of celestial mechanics, people have tried to seek immortality by using celestial mechanics.
However, if one’s mind is not cultivated enough, once the proportion of implanted celestial machinery reaches a certain level, one will be disturbed and die of insanity.
If it is for the pursuit of combat power, the celestial machinery will often specialize in one aspect and play a certain position to the extreme.