Finally, it feels like a battlefield. The person in the goose-yellow military uniform on the river bank represents Liu Bei, and the person in the black military uniform on the opposite side is Cao Jun. Although there are no flags flying and wild sand dancing, there are also angry mountain fires and a solemn atmosphere. At this moment, Wang Mo was a little eager to try, and the genes of knights and violence in his heart were active again.
"The general will be named, and Wang Mo's subordinates will never die!" Wang Mo put on Bai Long's general feeling and pointed at the officer opposite him with his long sword.
When Xixi saw Wang Mo's image and feelings at this time, her scalp opened with embarrassment. If possible, she would stay far away and would not admit that she knew the guy on the wolf's back. It looks like a psychopath immersed in his own world, looking like a fanatic.
"Captain Zhou Yong of the cavalry, you talk so much nonsense!" Zhou Yong raised a long sword, which looked like Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue. He spanked the horse's butt with the handle of the knife and rushed directly towards Wang Mo, who was still posing on the opposite side. As a soldier who has been through life and death, Zhou Yong does not have such a bad fart.
"Kill!" Wang Mo also urged Bai Long to rush over and swung the long sword in his hand.
"Clang!"
It's really like what was filmed in the movie, with horse heads and wolf heads intertwined with each other, and long knives and swords colliding together, making a harsh sound. When Zhou Yong turned his horse back to fight again, Wang Mo ran far away. In fact, Wang Mo rushed down as if he understood, preparing for another round.
"Why are you running?" Zhou Yongyong screamed.
"Isn't that true? Running too far?" Wang Mo felt embarrassed. The white dragon is urged to charge forward again, and the second round of battle begins.
Wang Mo doesn't know any fighting skills at all, he just fights for the movie camera. Wang Mo's weapon was light and weak, and his whole body was trembling from the shock. He almost gave up and threw the long sword. After several rounds of fighting, he was completely at a disadvantage. If this continues, he will definitely die.
"I'm sorry, it was a trick." Wang Mo held down his trembling hand. The gap between his courage and his weapons could not make up for it.
"No matter, dismount and die!" Zhou Yong knew Wang Mo's strength and urged the horse to charge. This time he used all his strength to prepare to end the battle.
"Come on!" Wang Mo also expressed dissatisfaction, but his movement speed was much slower.
"Brush!" Zhou Yong's broadsword slashed at Wang Mo with the sound of wind, but Wang Mo remained motionless with a smirk on his face. Suddenly, there was a sound of wind behind his neck, and Zhou Yong flashed quickly. A small flying knife made a thrilling pass without causing any harm.
"Awesome, look how you dodge!" Wang Mo saw Zhou Yong dodge the flying knives he made, and immediately made five more in a row, launching attacks from different angles, basically blocking all possibilities for Zhou Yong to dodge.
I thought it was foolproof, but three of them were dodged and one was knocked out. Only a flying knife pierced Zhou Yong's weak side, but due to the protection of the armor, it did not cause fatal damage. It also made Zhou Yong go berserk and scream.
"Pfft!" When Zhou Yong screamed strangely, a short knife gave him a chill in his heart, and he lay firmly on the horse. Cao's cavalry lost its backbone and internal chaos broke out, leaving them no time to take care of Wang Mo and the villagers.
Seeing that the assassination plan failed, Wang Mo hurriedly took back all the flying knives he had made, and made another short knife. When the enemy is angry, a window is opened from the back. But after doing all this, he also consumed a little too much. His whole person became light and his body felt light again.
"Let's go, you have exhausted your soul power too much!" Xixi jumped on the white dragon and quickly retreated towards the river. He took out a spare soul bottle and put it into Wang Mo's body, but it was difficult to recover in a short time.
The pontoon bridge on the river has been built, and more than 200 villages are crossing the river one after another. Wang Mo's battle bought precious time before everything became a feasible reality.
"That's..." Wang Mo sat on the back of a tall dragon and saw a large number of Cao's troops chasing him in the forest, and there was also a big black flag. "The flag says Xiahou..." Wang Mo's head There was a buzz, "Xiahou Dun is here. Everyone, hurry up and cross the bridge. We are definitely no match for this guy."
In panic, the villagers sped up, and Wang Mo was the last one to step onto the pontoon. At this time, Xiahou Dun's troops had appeared, and their military appearance was very solemn. Seeing that he could not catch up with the villagers crossing the river, he actually raised his sword. A terrifying charm quickly condensed. This was definitely an existence beyond the first level, and the space was trembling rapidly.
"Run..." Wang Mo urged the white dragon to run quickly, but when the shore was right in front of him, Xiahou Dun's knife fell. A huge blade struck fiercely, shattering the huge wooden pontoon and causing a huge trajectory to form on the water surface. Although only half of the wooden bridge was destroyed, a huge wave of water several meters high was set off and flowed ruthlessly to the other side.
"Ah..." Wang Mo and Xixi were helpless. They were caught in the huge waves and fell hard on the other side of the river. Many villagers also lost their lives and were swept back into the rapid river.
"Sit down...it's quite comfortable!" Wang Mo was pinned down by Xi Xi, and his long burgundy hair covered his face. But he still looked like he was enjoying it. Even though he only felt it in his heart but not in his body, it still felt very good.
"Rogue..." Xixi cursed and stood up quickly. Looking at Wang Mo, who was in a pale body, he said, "At least you haven't dissipated yet. I hope you are lucky."
Wang Mo insisted that all villagers retreat to the distant mountains, which would be truly safe. When the frustrated villagers reached the top of the mountain, the original Bowang Slope was already in flames, and no part of the forest was spared. Originally, Jiming Village was nowhere to be found and became a dry firewood in the fire.
"People are still there, let's find a place to continue to survive. Our mission has been completed!" Wang Mo said to the village director and an elder, watching them disappear from sight. It seems to satisfy the knight's fantasy, which is really satisfying.
"What's wrong? The space is shattering!" Xixi saw that the entire ancient battlefield was shaking, as if glass was breaking.
"boom!"
There was a small explosion, and the entire ancient battlefield was completely shattered. After a burst of intense white light and a sense of distortion, the place that reappeared was no longer an ancient battlefield, but a scorched black land with a radius of one kilometer. Beyond the scorched blackness, there seemed to be a yellow wasteland, and they had already left the ancient battlefield.
"We're out..." Xixi jumped and shouted happily, but he was not excited when he saw Wang Mo. Instead, he stared at a nearby boulder. There was a burnt black thing stuck in the stone, and it was hard to tell what it was.
"Something is calling me, and that's it!" Wang Mo came to the boulder in a few steps and held the burnt black thing firmly with both hands. With a little force, the black root broke away from the boulder.
Shake it hard, rub it with your hands, and shake it back and forth. The black one has no change, it is just an ordinary stone. But Wang Mo just felt it was calling, so he input a little soul power into it. This was so good that it almost killed him. The long black stone seemed to be able to absorb stars, quickly absorbing Wang Mo's charm.
"Help me..." Wang Mo's body faded quickly, his mind felt dizzy, and he asked for help from Bianyianxi.
Xixi injected Wang Mo's soul power into the spare soul bottle again, but it had no effect at all. Seeing that Wang Mo was about to be dissipated, Xixi was anxious and simply used the soul bottle on the stone. The stone seemed to become lighter, and the soul bottle did its job. Xixi poured bottle after bottle until all the stock was gone. The black color of the stone also completely faded away, revealing its original appearance, letting the weak Wang Mo go.
This turned out to be a beautiful and mighty long sword. The entire sword was 1.2 meters long and was metallic white in color. A mighty purple dragon is wrapped around the sword. The thick guard and hilt are enough for both hands to hold at the same time. There is a sound of wind when swung, but it feels light and nimble.
"Weapons on the ancient battlefield, my God..." When Xixi saw this sword, she was so shocked that her eyes almost fell off. Facing Wang Mo's questioning look, she explained, "There will be a weapon on the ancient battlefield. The way to obtain it is always a mystery, and the specific ability is also a mystery. I only know that this weapon can kill enemies across realms."
"Haha... I am the Chosen One!" Wang Mo laughed wildly, completely ignoring Xixi's envious and longing eyes, showing his complete complacency. Watching the long sword complete the naming process, he said, "From now on, you will be called Bowang Long Sword. It is of commemorative significance."
"Don't get carried away, that long sword is still absorbing your charm, and you are about to dissipate!" Xixi roared, breaking Wang Mo's fantasy and bringing him closer to reality. Looking down at his body, he saw that his soul was almost the same as that of an ordinary amateur.
"There is no more soul bottle, let go of the sword quickly..." Xixi reminded loudly, her voice becoming hoarse with urgency.
"Okay..." Wang Mo felt that his body was about to leave the ground, and he was about to throw the sword out. But he was disturbed by a whistle and turned to look in the direction of the sound. There was a small car parked not far in front of me, which looked like an elderly scooter. But there was a cannon on its roof, and its dark barrel was facing Wang Mo.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Wang Mo held the long sword with both hands and poured the only doubtful soul power into the long sword. The purple dragon glowed faintly.
"Time is running out, you are almost finished, let me tell you quickly!" An old voice sounded harmless and said quickly, "You will be finished no matter whether you let go or not, your charm has dried up. I can save you. You, and let you get the sword, but you must listen to me. I am not a Blue Flag Army, just a scientist."
"How do I know what will happen to you?" Wang Mo said back very forcefully, and suddenly he fell to the ground because his left foot disappeared.
"Making a choice is the prerequisite for a hero. Now it's up to you!" The old man said nothing more and waited for Wang Mo's choice.
"I'll carry you away and get you some soul bottles!" Xixi looked at Wang Mo who was quickly dissipating. She was already confused. She was used to fighting with Wang Mo.
"Believe him, this is the only way!" Wang Mo looked at Xi Xi's face, then turned around and said loudly to the old man, "I am just hired by you. After completing the contract with you, I will still be the God of Freedom."
"Okay, be decisive in dealing with things." The old man didn't talk too much, and an agreement without clear content was completed. The door of the car opened, "Come up quickly, or he will really be finished!"
Wang Mo and Xixi got into the car and were pulled to a mysterious place by the old man.
