Protagonist nemesis? Gain superhuman physique at the start

"Your Majesty, there are 200,000 people in the army of the Kingdom of Pakistan, should we unite with the 10,000 defenders of Chongcheng to design an ambush together?"

On the way through the mountains and forests.

Liu Bei asked Lin Fan at this time.

Lin Fan smiled.

"Ambush? What ambush?

"With me here, there is no need for any ambush at all!" Later, I directly ordered the army to follow me and rush into the Pakistani army.

"Slash all the way!"

"This..."

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Liu Bei suddenly couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, what about you pretending? That's 200,000 troops.

1,000 people and horses threw it in, and they couldn't even splash a splash.

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu also felt a little nonsense, but they thought about Lin Fan's inhuman performance just now.

Suddenly, silence again.

Maybe their majesty really has such power?

Complete disregard for the army of 200,000 ?!

In fact, for Lin Fan, there was no difference between being alone and carrying 1,000 Praetorian Guards.

Even being alone did not have to take care of the lives of these Janissaries.

This time is just to see how the strength of the army he has worked hard to cultivate is, if the casualties are too large.

Lin Fan would directly let them retreat!

After several months of cultivation, a large amount of material cultivation, and the aura everywhere around.

Each of these soldiers has the strength of the early stage of the day after tomorrow, although it is only the most elementary warrior level.

But taking a dozen and ten is not a problem at all!

Coupled with the thick iron armor on his body and the big knife in his hand like a door panel, Lin Fan's combat effectiveness of these soldiers was naturally certain.

However, the disparity in the number of enemies and friends is too great.

1,000 Guards may be able to withstand 10,000 enemy troops.

But the opposite is 200,000.

In other words, if Lin Fan wanted to win, he had to carry the blow of the entire 190,000 troops with his own strength.

Lin Fan touched his chin and thought about it.

"It seems to be able to do it!"

Whoops!

Everyone walked through the mountains and forests, and Lin Fan found that at this time, in the Baguo camp, two general-like people were gathering troops.

It seems that he wants to attack again.

Lin Fanle is happy, isn't this a coincidence?

You want to attack, and I'm about to attack.

At that moment, Lin Fan no longer waited, and directly waved at everyone behind him.

"Rush! Let us kill these enemy troops who dare to invade the land of the Qianguo country with fear! "

Say it, fly straight ahead.

"Rush!"

"Rush!"

Although the enemy is outnumbered.

But Lin Fan had become the faith of everyone, and even if it was a mortal act, they must obey it.

"Hahaha, with 1,000 men and horses, just 200,000 troops! How can this feat be without my old Zhang?!

"Your Majesty, wait for me!"

Zhang Fei laughed loudly, the muscles on his body were like steel bars, and he picked up the weighted version of the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand and rushed out.

Liu Bei and Guan Yu looked at each other.

They all saw a trace of helplessness in the eyes of the other party, and then, a raging fire rose in their hearts.

They all picked up the weapons in their hands.

"See the heroes on the battlefield! After holding back in the mountain city for so long, I can finally move my muscles this time.

"200,000 troops, I'm afraid I won't be enough to kill!"

The two smiled boldly.

Rush forward!

All the armor and weapons on the Praetorian Guards and Liu Bei were all custom-made, with a weight of a hundred or even hundreds of catties.

Ordinary war horses simply can't carry it.

Therefore, although Lin Fan usually let them train their riding skills, he did not let them come on war horses at this time.

And Liu Bei and the three did not find a good horse, so they simply came barefoot to fight.

"Kill!"

The movement on this side attracted the attention of the Pakistani army not far away.

Many people looked sideways.

Xing Daorong and Pan Feng also saw it, and looked at the small group of infantry rushing towards their side suspiciously.

Xing Daorong came to Pan Feng's side.

"Deputy General, I look a bit like the Qianguo army."

Pan Feng took a closer look and said with some surprise.

"Ouch, really!"

"Could it be that Chongcheng wants to send troops to attack us? But why only such a few people were sent, this is not a joke. Xing

Daorong couldn't manage so much at this time, and when he saw that there were few enemy soldiers, he immediately turned over with a smile.

"Since the enemy forces do not measure themselves, then I will kill them all!"

Then he directly led 20,000 horses, taking the lead himself, and the 20,000 infantry behind him rushed forward.

"Kill!!"

"Kill!!"

Seeing the small number of people in the distance, the 20,000 infantry of Pakistan suddenly became excited one by one.

They like to fight this kind of battle that bullies more and less, and fights like bullying children!

Xing Daorong laughed on the horse.

"Who's ahead! I am Xing Daorong, General Lingling of the State of Pakistan! Dismount quickly and surrender, I can still go around

and around..."

Xing Daorong suddenly twitched.

The surrounding soldiers looked at Xing Daorong one by one with some doubt, why didn't they continue.

They didn't know that Xing Daorong looked nervous at this time, looking incredible.

Because right ahead, Xing Daorong just thought that the enemy was riding a war horse, so he could be so fast.

But unexpectedly, it was actually a man in a dragon robe flying in mid-air!

The speed is no slower than riding a war horse yourself.

"How is this possible?!"

Xing Daorong opened his mouth wide and couldn't help but rub his eyes, but then took a closer look, there were still people flying in front!

And not only that.

Although the number of troops behind that person was small, they were covered in the same as iron pimples, and the big knife in his hand was even more exaggerated than the big axe in his hand.

Xing Daorong's body suddenly tightened, and he instantly had a bad premonition.

"Xing Daorong?"

Lin Fan, who was not far away, flew slowly, but when he heard the other general's name report his name, he almost didn't fall from mid-air.

Lin Fan's face was a little strange, and he said with a smile.

"How can it be this talent, General Xing Daorong of Lingling, this king of the country is really a blessing."

And watching Xing Daorong's originally arrogant look suddenly disappear, immediately after, the speed of the horse under the butt gradually slowed down.

Lin Fan immediately understood that this guy saw that he could fly, and he was afraid in his heart, so he wanted his soldiers to go first.

Also shaking his head and sighing.

"This is really the style of General Ling Ling."

There are many thoughts in my heart.

The two armies are about to touch.

However, at this time, the 20,000 infantry of Pakistan were a little hesitant, because there was actually a flying man in front.

It suddenly made them think a lot in their hearts.

One by one, they are a little timid.

Seeing this, Xing Daorong instantly shouted

, "Don't be afraid, everyone! I am with you! Give it all to me! Swallow this force, we all have a reward! With

Xing Daorong's encouragement.

These soldiers also gritted their teeth, and if they disobeyed the commander's order, they would definitely be punished if they went back.

Although this person in front of him can fly, there seems to be nothing special in addition, there is no raw green-faced fangs, and his back is four arms long.

Maybe there's nothing awesome about it?