The Human Emperor

Chapter 712

"Hou Ye!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice was uploaded from the square and quickly attracted Wang Chong’s attention. The people in Wushou Village will never call their own Hou Ye, but they will call themselves Hou Ye, who know their identity, only -

"Hou Ye, it’s General Li!"

A scream came from behind, Gao Feng, Nie Yan, and more than a dozen sergeants, looking at the square, the same direction.

Looking at the direction that came from the voice, passing over a villager named Wusang Village, at the other end of the square, Wang Chong saw a familiar figure at a glance. The height of two meters is like an iron tower. It stands on the square and there is a huge gas field on the body.

And the giant sword that is tall and tall in the hand of the man seems to be very incomparable.

Even on the site of Wushou Village, the man is standing out from the crowd and looks very eye-catching. No one can stop his light at all. Although all the wounded people surrounded him, but separated by a few feet, clearly revealed the jealousy of this giant!

Shentong General, Li Yiye!

After many days of losing contact, Wang Chong finally saw the first love of his Majesty in the core of Wushou Village. His breath is very sloppy, and his body is wounded in many places, but his body is still so straight and straight, just like a lonely mountain, as if he does not want to fall, there is nothing in the world that can defeat him.

"General Lee!-"

One exclaimed, seeing Li Yiye, Gao Feng, Nie Feng's face of uneasiness and worry, and quickly rushed toward the square.

Wang Chong did not stop, and did not rush to keep up, but slightly frowned.

The ability of Li Yiye is unquestionable!

The "magic general" is enough to prove his ability. Such a character, even if it is a micro-end, is not comparable to ordinary people. What's more, after the experience of the Southwest War, the current Li Yiye has become more stable, thicker and stronger.

This is why Wang Chong is willing to hand over the task of conquering the wounded.

However, Wang Chong has the first words. The purpose of this trip is to conquer and levy, instead of killing and suppressing the wounded, so it is strictly forbidden to use weapons without authorization. But now, Li Yiye not only used the handle that he had built for him, but also the Uzi steel weapons, which were not hard to be reminded, but also covered with scars and smoldering!

It is hard to imagine that Wang Chong is, what kind of opponent is it, can Li Yuye, who has made the best efforts to use Uzbek weapons, to this point? !

You must know that the last time Li Yiye made a full-fledged shot, but he alone killed the "Black Dragon Gang" who was on the Silk Road, built a cave, and had tens of thousands of people. Even the helper Zhao Heilong was Killed.

But now, Li Yiye has actually been suppressed.

"Hey!"

When the robes were swaying, Wang Chong did not say anything, and immediately strode toward the square. In all directions, no one blocked it. Wang Chong is the person the patriarch wants to see. Naturally no one will have a life at this time.

"Hou Ye!"

In the encirclement of heavy and wounded people, Li Yiye stood in the sword with both hands. His persevering face was slightly awkward, and the huge physique of the mountain was shaking and trembled. It can be seen that his physical exertion is very large.

Wang Chong looked dignified, nodded, did not speak, and his eyes quickly fell to the ground around Li Yiye.

Li Yiye has more than 20 people. Now, only seven or eight people are seriously injured and lying around him. Others are missing. Gao Feng, Nie Yan, they rushed over and used the drugs in the army to treat them, but it seems that they are obviously not hurt.

"Hou Ye!"

Seeing Wang Chong, a famous sergeant opened his eyes and whispered *, his expression was very painful.

Wang Chong nodded and waved his hand to signal that they had a good rest.

"Hou, I am sorry. I have tried my best. However, the mission is still a failure. I can only protect them for the time being."

Li Yuye's shameful face, for the first time lowered his proud head.

This task is much more difficult than he imagined.

Li Yiye couldn’t think of it. In the small, inconspicuous village of the northwest, there are so many rare masters hidden. A small levy mission is actually more difficult than the battle of the southwest, facing more than 500,000 Mongolian-U.

"I know. I haven't blamed you, just give me the rest!"

Wang Chong put his hand in the road.

The big catastrophe in memory has not happened yet, and Wushou Village has not been attacked by foreign invaders. This is still a conservative, exclusive, but still legendary village. Wang Chong had to admit that he thought too simple.

Known as the world's first "black injury", it is not as easy to convince.

"I still have to come in person!"

Wang Chong sighed in his heart and turned his head to look at the opposite of Li Yiye.

In the last life, the black-striped iron ride was personally conquered. In this life, I am afraid it is still his turn to come in person! Even Li Yiye, the future superstar of the magical powers, seems to be unable to replace him!

"You are the boy in the mouth of the warrior?"

Without waiting for Wang Chong to open, an old, thick voice was first introduced into the ear. Wang Chong looked around and saw the opposite of Li Yuye. He was a vulgar old man with a serious look and standing tall.

Each of these old men is over forty or fifty years old, and some even have two white spots, full of silver, at least seventy or eighty years old.

However, despite these, these old people are not the oldest.

On them, Wang Chong feels that a stock is heart-wrenching, and it is not a huge atmosphere that ordinary people can have.

Huang Botian can control the rock and become a stone general of more than 30 meters high. In Wang Chong's view, this is actually quite powerful. However, compared with these old people, it is obviously worse than one grade.

Some of the old people exude the breath, even Wang Chong feels a pressure.

"A good and strong repair! Royal Wujing... At least the repair of the imperial martial arts!"

Wang Chong’s heart is secret.

The real Wu dynasty is a Xuanwu dynasty. The Xuanwu dynasty is the imperial martial art. Wang Chong himself is the master of the imperial martial arts. But these old people who are opposite Li Yiye are each stronger above the royal martial arts.

Some of the old men, the breath that came out of their bodies, even Wang Chong was secretly scared. That is no longer the power of the imperial martial arts, at least the level of the holy Wujing!

In the northwest of Datang, in an obscure valley, there is still such a hidden power. Even if you don’t see it, even Wang Chong can’t believe it.

"Two holy martial arts, seven emperors... This is the power of the Wushou Village before the catastrophe, and it is really strong! - And, this is probably only the tip of the iceberg of Wushou Village!"

Wang Chong’s eyes were bright and the thoughts flashed in his mind.

At this moment, even he could not help but secretly feel.

Wang Chong has never had the opportunity to see the power of the Wushou Village before the catastrophe, as the commander of the world's first "black-scarred iron ride", this has to be said to be a pity. However, the more this is the case, the more there is a thought in Wang Chong's heart. In any case, the tragedy of protecting the wounded village as much as possible and avoiding the massacre of foreign invaders will be staged here again.

These powerful forces should be played in a better place. They should have a bigger stage than a lonely death here. Hey, Wang Chong’s mind just flashed this thought. The next moment, a familiar voice sounded in his mind:

[temporary mission, ‘call of the marshal’! 】

[Every Marshal needs a soldier, just as a soldier needs a leader! This is the call of the Marshal. In the three days, the innocent black-wounded man was recruited and the first batch of black wounded cavalry was levied. The host will receive 600 fate points. 】

[The mission fails, the host will harvest the bad feelings of the wounded, and will lose the only chance to attract the wounded. At the same time, the war between the host department and the wounded man will incur the hostility of the wounded. The host will forever lose the opportunity to gain allegiance! 】

......

When he heard the familiar sound of the stone of fate in his mind, Wang Chong changed his face in a flash.

Wang Chong did not expect to hear the sound of the stone of destiny at this time, and from the information revealed in the stone of fate, the action of recruiting a wounded person suddenly became a uniqueness, and only three The time of day.

"There must have been the dispatch of Li Yiye before, and they have had conflicts with them, which made the patriarchs and elders of Wushou Village hostile, so this is the case."

Wang Chong’s mind is one after another.

The Stone of Destiny never released the task for no reason, and after the battle of the Southwest, Wang Chong gradually discovered that it is not so much the stone of fate to release various tasks, it is better to say that the stone of fate can only give way to a kind reminder.

There is no doubt that the recruitment task of the wounded person has changed.

"This is troublesome."

Wang Chong was so deep in his heart, but his face was not revealed. However, the harder the task is, the more intense Wang Chong’s heart is. In any case, he must also accept the wounded.

"Yes, it's exactly!"

Wang Chong looked up and looked at the opposite side. His look was calm and there was no fear.

"Hey!"

When I heard Wang Chong's words, the atmosphere in the square suddenly changed suddenly. The elders of a famous Wushou village face each other and frowned slightly, feeling a tricky hand.

The village of Wushou Village is remote, and there are mountains surrounded by the outside world. There are even mountain thieves and horses who are not willing to come in, let alone other people. However, even if the wounded person is ignorant and isolated from the world, he knows that the shore of the soil is not the kingdom.

As long as you still live on the land of China and the Middle Kingdom, you will be bound by the secular power. To put it simply, the black wounded must also obey the order of the court.

When they were strong enough to have a token, they had already noticed the three words of the boy, but the public did not think that the worldly, the noble, high-ranking princes would actually appear in front of them.

Even if you are hurting, you will know that the young man who seems to be only 16 or 17 years old is definitely not moving.

Once it comes to the imperial power in the world, things become very troublesome.