Thunder Martial

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The general was picked up high by the old bull, and was pierced through the body by the bull's horn when he fell. The soldier talisman he was holding in his hand fell to the side, and no one cared about it.

Without the soldier talisman, the original crossbow-bearing soldiers put down their crossbows. They were unwilling to make a move. As for the general's personal soldiers, they seemed at a loss at this moment.

In the arena, there are all soldiers, and the original leaders have all disappeared.

"Okay, let's go, everyone." Zi Chen waved his hand, and the assembled soldiers dispersed, and naturally someone took care of the corpses.

Zi Chen killed the general, and then returned to his residence, as if nothing had happened, and the strange thing is, other people in the entire barracks seemed to be unaware of this matter.

Time passed peacefully, because there was no leader, so the army that Zi Chen was in did not continue to march.

Ten days later, the commander returned, very angry.

"Marshal." A deputy general walked into the big tent, as if he had something to report.

The coach is a very dignified old man, he sat down and waved his hands and said: "Needless to say, I know all about it, it's really unreasonable to take advantage of my absence to attack my people."

This matter has obviously spread to the imperial capital. Seeing the commander-in-chief, the lieutenant clearly understood everything in his heart, so he asked cautiously: "Commander, what does the imperial capital say?"

"What else can I say, I don't believe that he can give Zichen a name of rebellion, hmph, those stupid people who only know how to fight among themselves and don't know how to fight, have some tricks to plot against their own people..."

After listening to the coach cursing for a while, the lieutenant asked again: "Could the emperor really kill Zichen?"

"They dare, but this matter is not so easy to solve. They let Zi Chen stay at the front line, and they will not be promoted again."

The deputy general breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It's nothing. For Zi Chen, maybe it's a good thing. After all, he has been on the front line for seven years and has refused countless rewards."

Hearing this, the coach's expression softened a little, he nodded, and said: "The general is dead, and Chen Liu is appointed as the general. Also, you go and call Zi Chen. It's because we didn't keep him. I'll follow him." Let him explain."

A coach explained to a small soldier that this matter sounded so unbelievable, but there was no look of astonishment on the lieutenant general's face,

After responding, he withdrew from the tent.

After a while, Zi Chen arrived, and he opened the curtain and walked into the big tent.

"Boss, you are looking for me." Zi Chen asked.

The coach looked at the calm Zi Chen, with a touch of admiration on his face: "You can still be so calm after killing the general of the Hai family. If nothing happened, Zi Chen, you are really different."

Zi Chen smiled and said: "I'm not wrong, he is looking for death by himself."

"After the Hai family knew about this, they were very angry. At the same time, they asked His Majesty to give you the death penalty and punish your nine clans." The commander looked at Zi Chen and said.

The smile on Zi Chen's face disappeared, and he said indifferently: "They have colluded with Qin, and now they want to punish my nine clans, they are really cruel."

"Don't worry, this is just the Hai family's attitude, but the Hai family is not the only one in the Tang Dynasty. The families where your bosses belonged to all came out to speak for you, so His Majesty decided not to pursue this matter, but the premise is that you must wait for it in the future." On the front line, there is no chance of advancing."

Zi Chen looked at the coach and said, "Thank you, Marshal."

He knew that for this matter, the handsome man had put in a lot of effort.

"Okay, you go out." The coach waved his hand.

When Zi Chen went out, the coach kept looking at him. Over the years, as the coach, he had seen Zi Chen many times, but he had never been able to see through Zi Chen.

"Beside the boy from the Hai family, there are two people in the innate realm, and he hacked one of them to death. If he was a mortal, why would he have such a trick, but if he was a monk, why couldn't I sense his aura?"

Just like before, he still didn't see through Zi Chen.

Five days later, the battle with Qin broke out again.

Seeing that the old bull riding soldier was gone in the Tang army, cheers came from the Qin army, and the morale rose instantly.

After that, the armies of the two sides began to contact.

After contact with the melee, the soldiers of the Qin Army were full of fighting spirit, but before this fighting spirit lasted long, they saw veterans riding bulls coming from a distance and joining the battlefield.

Cheers came from Tang Jun's side, and Zi Chen entered the battlefield and began to kill.

In this battle, and the subsequent battles, Zi Chen did not advance with the army, but killed alone.

"puff."

He sat on the back of the old ox, and slashed around with the long knife in his hand, cutting off the heads one by one. At the same time, the old ox was also rampant, picking up the enemy's horses from time to time.

The bull-riding veteran is still active on the battlefield, but he used to charge and follow the large army to kill, but since he killed the general of the Hai family, the bull-riding veteran began to fight alone.

On the battlefield, the bull riding veteran became very lonely.

Everyone thought that the bull riding veteran was disappointed with Tang Guo and Tang Bing, but it was not the case. Zi Chen felt that only by killing alone could he achieve the effect of experience.

After the battle, Zichen dragged his tired body back to the tent, because he was very special, even though he was just a small soldier, Zichen enjoyed the accommodation and food treatment that only generals could have.

Pulling back the curtain, Zi Chen frowned slightly, tightened his hand holding the long knife, and then walked into the big tent.

A stern knife light suddenly appeared from behind Zi Chen, and the knife light contained substantial fluctuations of Yuan force.

Zi Chen didn't look back, but slashed back with his backhand.

As soon as the knife fell, the light flashed, and the substantive light of the knife disappeared in response to the sound.

After shattering the saber light, Zi Chen swung the saber again and slashed forward.

The sword light that just appeared in front of him was smashed by Zi Chen's blow again. At the same time, Zi Chen took two steps forward, dodging the two sword lights attacking from the side, and cut the long knife forward again.

There was no one around him at all, and there were only attacks that appeared out of thin air.

This looks very strange, but Zichen's face is still calm, he slashed forward, and slashed on the air, but there was a pop sound, a human head flew up out of thin air, and fell towards the distance. There was a headless blood-spitting corpse falling backwards.

After beheading one person, Zi Chen took a step back, then turned right, slashed forward very casually, and there was another puffing sound, and one person was beheaded out of thin air.

To kill a person, Zichen turned left, took a step back, turned left again, and then killed with the knife.

Afterwards, Zichen turned left again and killed with a knife.

In the blink of an eye, there were four more bloody heads and four more corpses in the big tent.

Glancing at these corpses indifferently, Zi Chen went out and asked someone to come and deal with them.

Looking at the corpses in the big tent, the soldiers were no strangers to it. This happened from time to time in the past two years.

It's just that they didn't understand whether the people who came this time were from the Qin family or the Hai family.

Yes, two years have passed, Zi Chen has been on the front line for nine years, and in the past two years, such assassinations have occurred almost every month.

After everyone cleaned and cleaned the large tent as quickly as possible, Zi Chen went into the tent to rest.

A moment later, four heads appeared in the coach's big tent.

Looking at the bloody head, the coach said indifferently: "It will be recorded in the account, and it will be settled together when the calculation is made."

The lieutenant nodded.

This assassination is completely over here, maybe one day, someone will rediscover this matter, maybe they will stay in the file until they disappear.

In the tenth year since the bull riding veteran created his glory, most of Qin State's territory has already belonged to Tang State.

It's still a battlefield, Qin Guo's coach looks at Zi Chen from afar, wishing to swallow his flesh, drink his blood, and gnaw his bones.

"Kill, no matter what, kill him today."

In the past ten years, the coach of the Qin State has said this sentence many times, but Zi Chen has lived for a full ten years.

Still the old routine, many cavalry scattered, abandoning other Tang soldiers, and attacked Zichen.

In the past ten years, the people of Qin gradually discovered a situation. When monks went to surround and kill Zi Chen, they would definitely die, and they would not hurt Zi Chen at all. On the contrary, those ordinary soldiers could cut Zi Chen every time, causing him serious injuries.

"Kill him," shouted a cavalry captain.

The crowd surrounded Zi Chen, who had a calm expression and continued to slash with a knife. As the cavalrymen fell down, more and more wounds appeared on Zi Chen's body.

In this battle, they still did not surround Zichen to death, and Qin suffered heavy losses.

The retreat horn sounded, and the Qin people were unwilling to retreat, but Zichen stood in the field, listening to the cheers of the Tang army.

"Hey." Watching the Qin people retreat, Zichen suddenly felt unwilling, because he felt that he was only a little short of enlightenment.

"Walk."

So Zichen yelled and signaled Lao Niu to catch up. He couldn't let the Qin army retreat, he wanted to kill people.

Zichen was scarred and seriously injured. He suddenly left the team and rushed towards Qin's army. This scene was surprising and shocking.

"What is Zichen going to do?" All the soldiers in the Tang army were very puzzled. They didn't understand why Zichen had to chase after Qin's army had obviously retreated.

The old cow was very fast, rolled up a cloud of smoke and disappeared in an instant.

"Not good, Zi Chen went to chase Qin Jun."

"Hurry up and report to the general."

"Go to the coach quickly."

Zi Chen rushed to Qin Bing alone, causing chaos among the Tang army. When the news of the commander's attack came, Zi Chen had disappeared.

On the Qin side, seeing Zi Chen rushing in alone, the anger that had accumulated for ten years finally broke out.

"kill. "

Many cavalry returned, besides the cavalry, there were many soldiers, surrounding Zichen layer by layer, the entire encirclement had dozens of layers.

Zi Chen cut down enemies one by one with a knife, but in the same way, Zi Chen would also be cut with many wounds.

"Die, Zi Chen must be killed this time."

Qin Jun's coach was completely out of control, with a grim expression and a little hysterical. At the same time, his heart was full of excitement and ecstasy, because today he finally had a chance to kill Zichen.

Zichen slashed at people with a knife, his expression was calm, and his movements were natural. There was a strong evil spirit in his body, which was accumulated by killing soldiers in the past ten years, but it was suppressed by him on weekdays.

The evil spirit accumulated for ten years was finally unable to be suppressed today, and it spewed out directly, and Zi Chen also saw the rules in the mist of evil spirit in an instant.

"Puff puff."

A series of weapons pierced into Zi Chen's body