Chinese General Summoning System

The Xianbei great Khan, Murong Ke, heard that Master Huiyuan, the abbot of Leiguang Temple, sent two red-clothed guardians and four yellow-clothed guardians to his daughter Murongxue, so he no longer struggled with letting Murongxue return to the court of Xianbei. , With the protection of these two red-clothed law guards and four yellow-clothed law guards, plus Murongxue's own strength comparable to the red-clothed law guards, there shouldn't be any accidents.

Moreover, in the army of the Xianbei tribe, there were two more red-clothed guardians and four yellow-clothed guardians, which also added some combat power.

The position of Lamaism in the entire grassland is otherworldly. Lamaism basically does not intervene in the disputes of the various races in the grassland. Even if most of the nomads in the grassland jointly form a coalition to defeat the army, Lamaism still chooses to stay out of the matter. The reason why two red-clothed guardians and four yellow-clothed guardians can be sent this time is absolutely because of Murongxue’s personal reasons. Although Murongxue is only a named disciple of Leiguang Temple Abbot Huiyuan, but Master Huiyuan’s love for Murongxue Murong Ke is not inferior to the Xianbei Khan.

Murong Ke looked at Murong Xue helplessly and said, "Xue'er, it's okay to stay, but you must not be wayward on the battlefield, just follow Father Khan!"

Murong Xue nodded repeatedly and said, "Father Khan, don't worry, my daughter will never be messed up. Just stay with Father Khan and protect him!"

The Xianbei Great Khan Murong Ke then asked him to set up a few more felt bags next to the felt bag where he lived, as the residence of Murong Xue and the two red-clothed guardians and four yellow-clothed guardians of Leiguang Temple. Xianbei Khan Murong. Ke also saw two red-clothed guardians and four yellow-clothed guardians from Leiguang Temple.

"Master Zhihong, Master Zhiyuan, Cher is fooling around, bother you two!" Murong Ke said loudly to the two red guards.

Leiguang Temple's red-clothed guardian Zhihong said with a smile: "Our Buddhists talk about impermanence, cause and effect, karma, and reincarnation. These are inseparable from the world. This time the master sent a few of us to protect Sister Xue'er. It is also a worldly practice. One kind!"

Another red-robed guardian Zhiyuan said: "You can rest assured that with our six brothers and sisters, Sister Xue Er can be said to be absolutely safe!"

The four yellow-clothed guardians of Leiguang Temple are all of the "Zhi" generation, namely Zhitong, Zhien, Zhiqing and Zhiyun. Six of them are all apprentices of Leiguang Temple Abbot Huiyuan, so they call Murongxue his junior sister. .

The Xianbei Great Khan, Murong Ke, then said politely to the two red guards: "Now that our coalition forces from all races in the grassland have arrived in Qudeng City, the day of the decisive battle with the Raiders is not far away. Xue'er is willful. At that time, you will have to trouble you masters and take care of Cher."

The red-robed law protector Zhihong nodded and said: "Xue'er's own martial arts is not inferior to the poor monk, plus there are six of our brothers and sisters. There is no need to worry about safety. Moreover, this time the coalition forces of all ethnic groups in the grassland still occupy absolute power. With military advantage, it is only a matter of time before defeating the smashing army."

On the morning of June 4th, the Captive Army gathered at least one million troops and pressed towards the camp of the Allied Grassland Army. Then the Allied Grassland Army was not to be outdone, and gathered at least 3 million cavalry troops, aggressively welcoming them. After going up, the millions of troops from both sides confronted each other on the grassland north of Qudeng City.

At the forefront of the smashing army, Liu Ji rode on a maroon horse, turned his head and said to Zhang Shaohua: "Big Bear, the first battle of our smashing army and the Hu people's coalition will be handed over to you. Victory cannot be defeated!"

Zhang Shaohua exclaimed with a look of excitement: "The lord can rest assured, I will definitely not shame us to the army!"

After saying this, Zhang Shaohua urged the horse to come to the front of the two armies, and shouted at the cavalry of all races in the grassland who could not see the side: "Zhang Shaohua of the Broken Army is here! Come on here to die!"

At this time, the Xianbei great Khan Murongke, the Huns great Khan Luan Timao, the Khitan great Khan Yelvdilie, the Xirong great Khan Arishan, the Wuheng great Khan Shuerha, the Rouran great Khan Mugulu, The great Khan Yishaq of the East Hu, the great Khan of the Tiele group, Jirimu, the great Khan of the Karasuma group, Zhaonastu, as well as the 21 great khan whose national strength belongs to the third echelon, and their national strength belong to the No. One hundred and twenty-seven profuse sweats from the four echelons all rode to the forefront of the coalition forces of all ethnic groups in the grassland.

Seeing that a warrior sent by the smashing army came to challenge the two armies, Arishan, a great khan of the Xirong clan, immediately said: "Dear khan, it is better to hand this first battle to the Xirong clan!"

Murong Ke, a great Khan of the Xianbei ethnic group, turned his head to Luan Timao, a great Khan of the Huns ethnic group, and Yelvdilie, a great Khitan khan, and asked: "What do the two great khans think?

Luanti, a great sweat of the Huns, shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter if I sweat a lot."

Yeludilie, a great Khitan khan, followed: "Then hand over the first battle to the Xirong tribe!"

Murong Ke, the great Khan of the Xianbei tribe, immediately said to Arishan, the great Khan of the Xirong tribe: "The great Khan of Arishan, the first battle of the coalition and the broken army of all races in the grassland will be handed over to you Xirong."

A Rishan, a great sweat of the Xirong tribe, said with a smile of joy: "Don't worry, everybody, the great sweat of the Xirong tribe will never lose the name of the coalition forces of all races in the grassland!"

Arishan, a great khan of the Xirong tribe, then sent a guard by his side to urge the horse to the front of the two armies. Arishan, a great khan of the Xirong tribe, selected some outstanding martial arts masters from the entire Xirong tribe and formed himself. The guard, Hasqi, who was sent by the guard, is one of the four masters of the Arishan guard, the great khan of the Xirong tribe.

"Jin Gou Hugh is rampant! Hasqi came to take your life today!" After Hasqi shouted this sentence, he wielded a long knife and fought with Zhang Shaohua.

Liu Ji learned through the system’s scanning function that the man named Hasqi’s force value is not low, he has reached 99 points, but compared to Zhang Shaohua, the fierce man, the gap is much larger. Zhang Shaohua’s force value But as high as 107 points, it is not on the same level at all.

Sure enough, Zhang Shaohua had only fought against Hasqi, a fierce fighter of the Xirong clan, for only five rounds, and Hasqi was cut in half by Zhang Shaohua with a moon knife.

"The prisoner Zhang Shaohua is here! Another one to die!" After Zhang Shaohua beheaded Hasqi, he slammed the Moon Sword in his hand, and shouted at the front of the grassland coalition army.

"Broker! Wansheng! Pakkei! Wansheng!" With Zhang Shaohua's roar, there was a deafening cheer on the side of the Jailbreaker, but the cheering from the grassland coalition army suddenly disappeared.

Seeing that his subordinate Hasqi was hacked to death by Zhang Shaohua in a few rounds, the expression of Arishan, the great sweat of the Xirong tribe, couldn't help changing. He turned his head and shouted to the other guard behind him in a deep voice: "Temur, you Go up and avenge Hasqi!"

This Xirong tribe, a fierce general named Temur, immediately urged his horse to come to the front of the two armies, "Jin dog! Remember that the one who killed you is called Temur!"

After Zhang Shaohua and Temur fought together, Liu Ji, who was watching the battle from behind, still had a very relaxed expression. This man named Temur had reached the standard of a peerless military commander, but his force value had just reached 100 points. Not an opponent of Zhang Shaohua.

Temur’s weapon is also a long knife. Temur is a man with supernatural power. In the past, he used to fight against others. What he was best at was to fly his opponent’s weapon. It was a pity that he encountered Zhang Shaohua this time. As soon as they fought, Temur not only didn't knock Zhang Shaohua's Moon Knife, but Temur's own long knife was so hung that it was knocked by Zhang Shaohua's Moon Knife.

Although Temur’s long knife didn’t get rid of his hand, he fell into a disadvantage after the fight. Temur and Zhang Shaohua fought hard for more than 20 rounds, and Zhang Shaohua caught one of Temur’s flaws. Only feeling a cold neck, Temur's head separated from his body.

"The prisoner Zhang Shaohua is here! Is there anyone to die!" After Zhang Shaohua beheaded Temur, he swept the Yanyue Sword in his hand and continued to roar at the front of the grassland coalition army.

After Arishan, a great khan of the Xirong tribe, was also beheaded by Zhang Shaohua in Temur, his face suddenly turned pale. Temur is the head of the four masters of his own guards, since even Temur is not in front of the two armies. The opponent of this smashing army, then the remaining two masters of his own guards, it seems that they should not be equal to this smashing army's squad.

A Rishan, a great khan of the Xirong tribe, shouted angrily: "Wu Enqi, bring back the head of this captive soldier to this great Khan!"

Wu Enqi is the younger brother of Arishan, the great khan of the Xirong tribe, and the Zuoyi king of the Xirong tribe. He is also the number one warrior of the Xirong tribe.

When Wu Enqi heard his brother let him go into battle, he couldn't help licking his lips, revealing a cruel smile and said: "Don't worry about sweating, Wu Enqi must bring back the head of this warrior warrior to sweat! "

Wu Enqi urged the horse to come to the formation of the two armies, holding a giant mace in his hand, and pointed at Zhang Shaohua, "I didn't expect that you, a Jin dog, are still capable. It's better to throw the weapon away and be the king A slave, so this king can keep you alive!"

Zhang Shaohua said in a dull voice: "If you want me to be a slave to you, then you have to convince me first!"

After Zhang Shaohua and Wunqi came together, Liu Ji who was watching the battle from behind suddenly became more solemn. This man named Wunqi had a strength of 105 points. Although he was still not as good as Zhang Shaohua, his strength was in the fight. Middle is not absolute, and it is not whoever has a higher force value will win, especially when the force value of two people is similar.

Soon Zhang Shaohua and Wu Enqi were cheered by the soldiers on both sides and fought for almost 70 rounds. At this time, Wu Enqi was holding the mace's arms, and the pain was unbearable by the shock, and the jaws of both hands were even worse. The shocked blood flowed, but Zhang Shaohua became more and more courageous in the battle, which made Wu Enqi couldn't help but retreat. He wanted to turn Zhang Shaohua into his own slave, and he had already flown out of the sky.

However, just when Zhang Shaohua and Wunqi made another misstep, the mace in Wunqi's hand was finally knocked off by Zhang Shaohua, and Zhang Shaohua immediately stabbed Wunqi in the stomach with the handle of the Moon Knife. All of a sudden, Wu Enqi stabbed the horse.

Wu Enqi was slammed into Venus. Then Wu Enqi was caught by Zhang Shaohua. Zhang Shaohua grabbed him and put it on the horseback in front of him. Zhang Shaohua was afraid that Wu Enqi would resist. A punch on the head with a helmet knocked Wu Enqi into a faint.

"Just two of you, I want me to be a slave to you. I think you should be a slave to my lord!" Zhang Shaohua muttered a few words, and then he returned to the army's battle.

Returning to the front of the Puppet Army, Zhang Shaohua threw Wu Enqi, who had fainted, to the ground, and said to Liu Ji: "Master, this kid made me a slave to him. Now I will catch him back and leave it to him. Let the master play as a slave!"

Liu Ji quickly asked the two puppet bodyguards to tie Wu Enqi, and then smiled and said to Zhang Shaohua: "Big Bear, not bad, not bad! Let this good martial artist be a slave to my lord!"

Wu Enqi’s strength is as high as 105 points. If he is given a puppet pill, Liu Ji will get a puppet bodyguard with a strength value of 105. At present, among Liu Ji’s puppet bodyguards, the highest strength is only 104. Point, and after being Liu Ji's puppet bodyguard, he is no different from being Liu Ji's slave, even worse.

"Master, then I will go up and catch you a slave with good martial arts to play with!"

"Hehe, Big Bear, haven't you seen the eyes of so many generals all green! You can't let you take all the prestige, you have to leave some opportunities for other brothers to play the prestige!"

Arishan, a great sweat of the Xirong tribe, saw his own brother, Wu Enqi, the Zuoyi king of the Xirong tribe, was captured alive by Zhang Shaohua, and his whole body was blinded~www.wuxiahere.com~Wu Enqi was a great khan of the Xirong tribe. Rishan’s heart has always been invincible. In recent years, the Xirong people have been able to continuously annex some small and medium-sized nomads to expand their own strength. Wu Enqi’s force can be said to have played a big role, and as a result, they have the unjust courage. Wu Enqi, just before the two armies, was captured alive by the violent general of the Sundering Army, which made Xirong, the great khan, A Rishan couldn't accept it at all.

At this time, the great Khan of the Xianbei tribe, Murong Ke frowned and said, "Arishan Khan, the leader of the Xirong tribe who was captured alive by the soldier of the smashed army just now, is it possible that the first warrior of the Xirong tribe is Wu Enqi?"

A Rishan, a great sweat of the Xirong tribe, said with a bitter expression: "I never expected that this soldier of the army was so powerful. The man who was captured by him was the Zuoyi king of the Xirong tribe, Ben Dahan. Wu Enqi's younger brother!"

Murong Ke, a great khan of the Xianbei tribe, then said with emotion: "The Zuoyi king of the Xirong tribe, Wu Enqi, is a very famous warrior on our grassland. He is not even the opponent of this warrior. Commander-in-chief Liu Ji's fierce generals are like a cloud. It seems that the rumors are true. Arishan sweats profusely. Next, can the Xirong tribe send generals to fight in front of the two armies?"

A Rishan, a great khan of the Xirong tribe, said aggrieved: "Even Wu Enqi is not an opponent of the war generals of the smashing army, and the other generals of our Xirong tribe are even worse. Our Xirong tribe can be regarded as giving to all the grassland races this time. The coalition is embarrassed!"