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Chapter 67 The Great Prophet

"How do you say this?" Huan Yi asked.

Liu Yu solemnly said: "The weapon used by my subordinate just now was specially made by Secretary Wang for me. It is light and easy to handle, can move around effortlessly, and can penetrate the enemy's shoulders and backs. It is definitely a sharp weapon!"

Huan Yi looked confused: "Secretary Wang?"

"You mean Wang Mi?"

Liu Yu lowered his head: "It is indeed Secretary Wang."

He handed the spear to Huan Yi and asked him to identify it carefully. The difference between the spear and the halberd was so obvious that Huan Yi could tell it at a glance.

"You mean, it was Secretary Wang who suggested removing the thorn from the halberd?"

Incredible!

It’s incredible!

In front of Huan Yi's eyes, the image of Wang Mi suddenly appeared, waving a feather fan and wearing various beautiful clothes. In Jiankang City, he was always surrounded by countless young ladies chasing him, but he always showed a look of disgust.

How can a person like this who is soaked in makeup and powder be able to transform weapons?

However, I did hear that this person also came to Jingling with the Beifu soldiers this time. Could it be that he came to the battlefield specially this time not to watch the fun, but to do practical things?

In order to let Huan Yi know Wang Mi's contribution clearly, he told him in general what happened in the square outside Jingling just now.

"I didn't expect that this handsome gentleman would actually have a real idea!"

Hearing this, Liu Yu's complexion changed slightly. In his eyes, Huan Yi and Wang Mi were equally fair-faced.

"When the Qin soldiers are driven away, I will have a good talk with him."

After saying that, Huan Yi strode forward to join his team. Beside Liu Yu, the horse Zhui Feng snorted. He stroked Zhui Feng's ears and said with a smile: "Good brother, from now on the battlefield will be better." rely on you!"

Huh?

Isn't this...a stirrup?

Still a pair!

The stirrups hanging on both sides of the horse's belly are easily overlooked if you don't pay close attention to them, as if they are just on the horse's body.

Liu Yu suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, as if what he had just explained to Huan Yi was still unclear.

When it comes to saving him, stirrups can be considered one of them...

In the inner city of Jingling, in a relatively secluded military tent.

The great heroes behind Huan Yi's victory, Wang Mi and Wang Zhiyuan, were lying on the couch, leisurely counting the threads hanging from the top of the tent.

"One, two, three, four."

"Five, six, seven or eight."

"There are so many threads and it's shoddy. I should get a sewing machine and press it around!"

"Sewing machine?"

"What it is?"

Tan Pingzhi, a strong man with a square head and a big face, stood beside Wang Mi all the time, helping him to fan himself diligently. Although he was rough and heroic, he was very meticulous and very patient when it came to doing small things.

A gentle breeze blew slowly, making someone feel so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.

In the open space in the military tent, Duan Xian punched angrily. He really couldn't understand that Tan Pingzhi could still laugh when he missed such an important battle.

"For that reason, I wanted to protect Xiao Lang, but why didn't you rush to the battlefield?" Duan Xian was really upset and couldn't even hold on to a set of punches, so he went to drink water angrily.

Tan Pingzhi's mood was not affected at all. He was always broad-minded and troubles came and went away even faster.

"Brother Duan is too impatient. The Qin army is still surrounding Jingling City. There is still a big battle ahead, so there is no need to rush for a while."

"Look, Brother Tan thinks so well. That's the truth. You are just too impatient."

Wang Mi turned over and said to Duan Xian with squinted eyes. Duan Xian was still unconvinced. He was like a greedy cat who smelled the fishy smell but couldn't get close.

I scratch my heart and my liver, and I feel uncomfortable.

The smell of blood!

So heavy!

When the first smell of blood wafted into the tent, Wang Mi immediately turned over and sat up. Sure enough, Liu Yu, who had killed more than thirty enemy troops, was walking into the tent with long strides.

"Jinnu, you are back!"

Liu Yu's armor was not removed, and there was still blood on his neck. Looking at the joyful look on his face, you can tell that the victory was fruitful.

"Secretary Wang, the weapons you made are really good things and are so useful!"

"With its help, this time Ji Nu killed more than thirty enemy soldiers in one go. Even General Huan greatly appreciated the weapons you made!"

"Thirty people?" Wang Mi's eyes were as big as bells, it was incredible!

Wang Mi remembered that in history, Liu Yu's skills in the first battle shocked everyone, and his record was probably only killing a dozen people at once.

This has simply increased exponentially!

"Jinu is indeed very skilled in martial arts. I will be like you in the next battle!" Tan Ping stepped forward, patted his good brother on the shoulder, and raised the challenge with dignity. Hearing that Liu Yu defeated many enemies, Duan Xian felt even more excited.

Twisted.

"How can I use it next time?"

"If I go, I will definitely kill more than him!"

Wang Mi snatched Tan Pingzhi's fan, fanned himself, and gave Duan Xian a look as if he was blowing.

"Mr. Duan, if you are really unconvinced, think about Chen Ding."

"He has no chance of going to the battlefield at all."

Duan was stunned for a moment. When he was bidding farewell to Jingkou, Chen Ding's melancholy expression appeared in front of him.

He immediately shut his mouth tightly.

Compared to Brother Chen, Duan Xian is certainly lucky.

Think about Chen Ding, who always has his eyes set high above his head and dislikes everyone. How could he be willing to look after Liu Yu's home and nursing home?

Feel comfortable!

Duan Xian grinned and finally returned to his cheerful nature.

"Brother Duan, the Qin army on the opposite side is now in chaos. When the time is right, you and we will rush in and we will ensure that we kill them all. It will be a lot of fun!"

Tan Pingzhi looked at Wang Mi eagerly. Wang Mi was very confused, weren't you talking to Duan Xian? What were you looking at me for?

"You're right, Mr. Duan. There are five thousand Qin troops on the opposite side. Don't worry, I will never forget you and will give you a chance to play."

"You, Xianbei, and they, Di Qin, have a feud." Wang Mi pointed out this point lightly, raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, Duan Xian's face suddenly became extremely heavy.

The Murong Yan Kingdom was annexed by Di Qin. Although the Yan Kingdom was not founded by the Duan Xianbei clan, they were both of Xianbei ethnicity. The Duan clan and Xianbei also had their own territory. Moreover, in the Yan Kingdom established by Xianbei, they were also considered first-class nobles. .

And such a happy life was all destroyed in Fu Jian's hands.

And now, he wants to destroy the peaceful life of the people of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

"Xiao Lang is right, we should settle this account!"

At the thought of being able to deal with the Qin army, Duan Xian was as excited as a fighting cock, but then he became sad again.

"Eh!"

"However, that bastard Jiantou (Fu Jian's nickname) is not here, so we can't take his dog's head!"

Fu Jian, Fu Jian, tell me, you are so happy every day, how many people have you offended, and yet you still feel good about yourself!

Wang Mi coughed twice and reminded kindly: "Don't worry, everyone. If you are lucky, you might be able to catch Fu Jian this time."

Tan Pingzhi was immediately shocked: "Why did Secretary Wang say this?"

"The Lord of Qin has been enjoying himself a lot in recent years and rarely goes on personal expeditions." Tan Pingzhi only succeeded in crossing south last year. He still knows more about the affairs of Di Qin, even more than Duan Xian, a Xianbei man who has been wandering in the south for many years. Be meticulous.

"Even so, I dare to conclude that when we arrive in Xiangyang, we will definitely see Fu Jian!" Wang Mi raised his posture, glanced around, and made an expression that said, "I don't care if you believe it or not, but I believe it anyway." What made him very satisfied was that , no one present showed any doubts.

"I knew that Xiaolang really had the ability to predict the future!"

"I told you, but you still don't believe it. Believe it this time!"

Duan Xian turned around and announced excitedly to his comrades. Liu Yu and others nodded repeatedly. Wang Mi sweated: What does he mean?

Are they talking about him behind his back?

What was said?
Chapter completed!
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