Chapter 947: The Undressing Painter

The Liao envoy traveled with two entourages, these two were burly and sharp-eyed, and they looked like pawns.

When going to other countries, the most important thing is not to lose the face of Da Liao.

And Da Liao's face is preserved with the blood of countless enemies, so once he is humiliated, he will not die.

The two attendants exchanged glances, one of them walked out, and the other said with a regretful face: "It's a pity that it's not so-and-so, otherwise a certain hand can strangle him." ”

When the Liao envoy heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and said proudly: "What's the hurry? The Song people have become more and more proud over the years, and there will be opportunities to clean them up in the future. ”

In the past, the psychological advantage of the Liao people in the face of the Song people was gradually weakened, and the Liao envoys were so anxious that they couldn't wait to return to the era of the supremacy of the Liao people overnight.

It's a pity that there isn't.

Look at the people of the Song people, cowardice is slipping away from their eyes, and Wu Yong is slowly recovering.

To be wary of this situation, the Liao envoy felt the need to report to Yelu Hongji after he returned, but at present, he was most concerned about how to kill the provocative general.

The military generals were slave-like beings in the Great Song Dynasty, which was also the reason why the Liao envoys dared to provoke Chang Jianren.

If you are killed, does Emperor Song still dare to attack someone? That's just for Da Liaokou, and when the time comes, the army will go south...... In an instant, this world of flowers will change hands.

What a place!

The Liao envoy looked around, wishing that this place would become the territory of the Great Liao, and then run horses here every day.

And the entourage in front had already walked over, and he was looking at Chang Jianren.

At this time, someone on the side shouted: "Isn't this Chang Jianren, who originally painted in the Hanlin Academy?" How did he fight the Liao? Isn't that a death sentence? ”

it!

The Liao people instantly looked relaxed, even sneering.

And the Song people were panicked, and someone said: "He didn't go to the navy for long......"

"It's not appropriate, hurry up and change people, go somewhere."

A painter official of the Hanlin Academy actually wanted to single-handedly challenge the warriors of the Liao Kingdom......

The Liao envoy felt that he had heard the funniest joke, so much so that he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

And his retinue grinned.

It's like a leopard spotting a fawn.

The fawn is weak and harmless, but it tastes excellent.

Kill him, and you'll be a hero when you go back.

It's just that this hero is too simple, which makes people melancholy!

Thinking of this, the Liao people pulled out their long knives and asked, "What do you use?" ”

Han Qi couldn't help himself a little inside the door, and asked, "Chang Jianren may have defeated the Liao?" Why did the old man feel a little flustered? ”

"Didn't you say that he was brave enough to win the three armies?" Ouyang Xiu couldn't see the front clearly, the surrounding sounds were noisy, and there was no way to listen to the explanation.

"He has only been in the army for a long time, and no matter how powerful he is, he can't ......" Zeng Gongliang didn't say it later, but his suspicion was overflowing.

Fu Bi also felt unreliable, but adhering to the principle that the political hall agreed with him and opposed it, he strongly supported Chang Jianren, "The old man sees him as a blessed person." ”

Blessings include longevity.

Shen An also muttered a little, according to Qin Zhen, Chang Jianren is a killing method that is risking his life, and ordinary people can't understand it at all.

What does it mean to be completely incomprehensible?

Shen An was a little confused, so he ordered: "Xiao Seed." ”

"Lang Jun." Wen Xiaozhong quietly appeared in front of Shen An.

Zeng Gongliang frowned and said: "No matter how bold those Liao people are, they don't dare to attack us, but your courage is a little worse, you have to practice with the old man......"

Shen An glanced at him and ordered: "You are guarding the side, if Chang Jianren is in danger of defeat, throw the drill......"

it!

This product is going to be hacked?

Zeng Gongliang's old face turned red, and Han Qi was thinking about scolding him, so he asked, "How is this guts?" Do you have one? ”

The old man didn't!

Zeng Gongliang shook his head, he felt that he was not so shameless.

This is a competition, what is it about someone else to help?

"I'm afraid the Liao envoy won't give up when the time comes." Zeng Gongliang felt that Shen An was acting rashly and did not consider the consequences.

Shen An said lightly: "He didn't see anyone, can he still testify?" If he dares to say that it is the black hand of the Great Song Dynasty, he dares to say that it is a trick he made himself, and he wants to frame it. ”

This thing is really shameless!

Even the corners of Han Qi's eyes twitched, feeling that he was far less thick-skinned than Shen An, and he was not as unscrupulous as Shen An.

Wen Xiaozhong hid into the onlookers, and looked at it without looking at it at all.

But he has a small chisel in his right hand, and as long as Chang Jianren's situation is not good, he will make a move.

As for what heads-up can't help, let alone blackhand, this may work for Chen Luo, but for Wen Xiaozhong, who was born as a killer, it is a fart.

The duty of a killer is to kill people, with the goal of killing the opponent, regardless of the means.

He glanced at Chang Jianren and found that this person was actually excited.

As a killer, you have to accurately discern your opponent's emotions.

The people on the side, as well as the Liao people, all felt that Chang Jianren was nervous and panicked.

Only Wen Xiaozhong used the quality of a killer to see that this person was not nervous, but excited.

It's heads-up, what are you excited about?

Wen Xiaozhong doesn't understand, and the Liao people don't understand either.

When the Liao envoy saw that the people around him were getting more and more around, he shouted: "Let the Song people see the majesty of the Great Liao warriors!" ”

When the Liao people heard this, they tore it with one hand, and in two clicks, they tore off their clothes, revealing their strong chests.

He held a long knife in his hand and said to Chang Jianren: "Come, give you a ride." ”

Chang Jianren saw the scene where he ripped his clothes, and he was suddenly substituted......

As if he had returned to the warship, the soldiers stretched out their hooks and sickles and struggled to pull the enemy ship over.

He was standing at the front, and behind him were all thugs.

He tugged at it, and his clothes slipped off.

The people around looked at the ribs and couldn't help but feel shocked.

It's a dead end.

The Liao people thought it was funny.

"Woo Woo ......"

Chang Jianren slapped his ribs hard and shouted, "Kill the enemy......"

When the Liao envoy saw that he was crazy, he shouted: "Do it! ”

The Liao man shouted, raised his sword and rushed forward.

Chang Jianren was shouting to the sky, and when the people on the side saw that he was defenseless, they shouted: "The Liao people are here!" ”

Chang Jianren lowered his head, and the Liao people had already rushed in front of him, and were about to raise their knives.

Raise your knife and slash.

He remembered what he had asked Shen An last time.

Is it possible for such a person to practice swords?

Yes!

How can you practice without a master?

Then practice the knife quickly, the faster the better.

Sharp knife?

Yes, there are no tricks to fighting, the only trick is to slash and slash, hacking your opponent to death as fast as possible. So the faster your knife, the more powerful you are.

Chang Jianren believed it and practiced the speed of slashing every day.

After countless slashes, the arm swelled, and the swelling subsided and continued to practice......

He couldn't believe his eyes when he used his quick knife to slash the robes of the army and retreated in embarrassment.

It's that simple?

Yes, it's that simple.

Just like the sharpshooter of later generations, you have to shoot accurately and quickly.

In a master duel, the opportunity is fleeting, there are no tricks, the only trick is to be quick with your eyes, and then pull the trigger and take out the opponent hidden somewhere.

Liao Ren slashed out a knife, and he felt that he could overwhelm his opponent in terms of momentum with this knife.

Momentum is very important on the battlefield, and strong momentum can not only bring self-confidence, but also make opponents fearful.

Who is still your opponent?

The momentum of this Liao person is extraordinary, and he has a reputation in the army that he can make people defeat without a fight.

And his opponent is a painter......

It's so funny!

A painter defects to the army, and then dares to provoke the Daliao warriors, isn't this death?

So he slashed out with ease.

Then he realized that something was wrong.

Chang Jianren on the other side didn't seem to feel his momentum, and his eyes were even more vain.

Just a knife.

A lightning bolt.

He didn't even defend himself?

Nima!

It's a lose-lose rhythm!

What to do?

On the battlefield, two people face each other, and one person attacks first, then the opponent will inevitably defend, and then look for opportunities to counterattack.

But Chang Jianren didn't think about defense at all.

Come, see if so-and-so cuts you first or if you cut so-and-so first.

That's a question.

The Liao people will not do it.

The key is that Chang Jianren's knife is very fast, as fast as lightning, which makes him panic.

After panicking, he subconsciously returned to the knife to prepare for defense, and he felt that Chang Jianren should be the same.

But in Chang Jianren's eyes, he is just a scumbag.

It's true.

Chang Jianren has seen the warriors of the Liao people, in the northern seas, he took the lead in that battle, and there were many great Liao warriors who fell under his sword.

So this confident Liao man really encountered a wall.

Chang Jianren did not defend, he confidently swung his knife.

Swish!

The long knife flashed through the neck of the Liao people, and then the human head flew up, and the blood splattered Lao Gao.

Chang Jianren grabbed the head with one hand and raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Ah......h

Look!

The people of Hallym Temple came to see what a certain person looks like now!

There is also that Ren Shouzhong, who swore that one day he would make you look good and return all the humiliation and persecution to you!

The people around were dumbfounded.

The Liao envoy felt that this fight was just a face-to-face effort, and he didn't even have time to prepare some afterthoughts, such as humiliating the Song people again.

It is indeed a person who ends with a face, but it is his person who dies.

Somebody dazzled, right?

This is the painter of the Hanlin Academy?

it!

The painters of the Song people were able to lift a knife to kill the warriors of Daliao......

You're not coaxing, are you?

He panicked.

But the people on the side cheered.

"Won, Da Song won!"

The Bianliang people, who have been frightened by the threat of the Liao people countless times, raised their eyebrows today.

A former Hanlin Academy painter who fought against the Liao people, that body of ribs made people worry that he couldn't even lift a knife.

Unexpectedly, after taking a look, Chang Jianren used a skillful and outrageous knife technique to chop off the head of the Liao people with a knife, and then skillfully grabbed the falling head, shouting madly.

"Wan Sheng!"

A man raised his arms and shouted, his face flushed.

"Wan Sheng!"

The sound of the Tang Dynasty resounded in Bianliang City again.

"Wan Sheng!"

The soldiers who guarded the imperial city were cheering for the victory of the warriors.

The cheers soared into the sky and gradually spread.

"Wan Sheng!"

The sound went from near to far, and from far to near, with a thunderous roar, making people's blood boil.

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