Nanling City Tianwu Army Central Army Camp
Deng Cangshing slowly took off his tiger-headed golden helmet. The moment the hard leather lining inside the helmet left the head of his hair, his scalp loosened after being pressed all night, and a torn sting suddenly appeared. It seemed that he could feel the blood rushing through the congested blood vessels. He frowned slightly, and fine lines like spider webs were squeezed out from his temples.
The slits of the tiger-headed helmet were covered with patina. The few remaining gilded surfaces reflected a vague and twisted dark face. As the candlelight shaking in the tent disappeared, the outline was not real, but the grayish whiteness on the forehead was seen very clearly.
So I... have reached this age?
Back then, whenever, when talking about the Tengyun Huguan and Deng Cangxing in Chuzhou, everyone knew that he was the leading general around the leader of Qi, who trained his personal soldiers for the leader of Qi, and fought south and north. He was a well-known figure in the north.
Later, Qi Tianfang practiced many unjust practices, and they betrayed their relatives and divorced each other, and was eventually wiped out by that person. The man admired Deng Cang's strict military discipline. Not only did he extend him to his command as a guest general, he allowed him to retain his old subordinates and control himself, but he was also named one of the Five Tiger Generals. His honor was still above the army of the headquarters, and it was once a beautiful story.
More than ten years have passed in this flash.
‘Five Tiger Generals’…
Deng Cang stroked the foggy gilded tiger helmet and smiled bitterly.
A false reputation not only misleads people, but also misleads youth!
The shouts and fighting sounds in the distance seemed to have come to an end, only the waves of Zulongjiang River were faintly slamming the shore; outside the tent, a crisp sheath armor slammed into the cowhide tent, and a long black shadow cast on the cowhide tent.
Zhonglang, I am Yanting.The throat sound is clear and calm, with a little bit of accent that is unique to young people.
Come in.
As soon as the door of the tent was lifted, a bloody aura mixed with smoke and fire was sent in with the wind. A white and thin young officer walked in quickly with his knife and bowed slightly to Deng Cangxing a few days later.
Etiquette will be spared.He waved his hand and looked up and saw the young man's blood-stained Wenxiu's face. His young face looked a little tired, but there was still a gleam in his slender eyes.
That is the look that only veterans who have lost their battles and have won many battles.
Deng Cangxing already had a clue in his heart, but he still asked in a habitual manner: Has the Evil Fire Sect withdrawn?
Retreat.
The young man approached the knife and approached the few days ago. There was a huge pattern of the city walls on the table. The cowhide pictures were painted with red and green dots and lines, and the two sides were arranged in detail in detail.
The enemy feinted the attack on the Qinglong and Zhuquemen, each of which was about a thousand people.
The young officer named Yanting pointed to the east and south city gates, with a cold expression, as if it was someone else who was experiencing that fierce offensive and defensive battle, not himself.
Another two thousand people attacked the White Tiger Sect in the west. There were more people than beasts here, probably the army of the headquarters.I sent a archer to clean the west gate. The enemy had retreated a quarter of an hour ago, and the damage must be counted after dawn.
Retreat faster.Deng Cangxing frowned and pondered: I thought it would be stalemate for a while.He tapped his fingers lightly on the edge of the table and fell into a long test for a while.
The young officer Qu Yanting followed him for several years. He knew it was Deng Zhonglang's old problem, so he stood aside with a knife without disturbing him.
The Evil Fire Sect uses the secret techniques of the heretics passed down from the Demon Sect to drive away the beasts and relies on their efforts to dominate the southern territory. The beast legion under its command is extremely resistant to fighting. If it cannot shoot and kill the beasts, these beasts will far exceed that of humans in terms of physical strength or lethality, and it is very hard to fight.
Zhang Qu, the guard of the former Nanling City, was a famous general from the Zhongjing Army. He guarded the southern portal for many years for that person. He had a high evaluation in the Tianwu Army, but he was completely defeated in the battle against the Evil Fire Sect. Eight thousand defenders were slaughtered by mountain jackals, wolves, and even white-bred tigers that flocked to the night. Less than 20% of them could retreat back to the city alive.
As soon as Zhang Qu's unnatural body was sent back to Zhongjing, the military advisor immediately sent a fast horse of eight hundred miles to transfer Deng Cang back from the western front and ordered him to replace Zhang Qu, the fallen general of Wu Feng, and quickly move to Nanling.
There are many powerful generals in the world who conquer cities and land, but there are only one general in the world who is good at defending cities, retreating, and saving the nation from millions of troops.
The night after returning to Zhongjing, the military advisor came to Deng Cangxing's mansion in Zhuquehang in the south of the city alone. The huge hall was empty, and the swaying dim lights cut her black clothes like ink, making her skin look greasy and white, like milk honey.
Deng Cangxing sat on the Taishi chair covered with white cloth, squinted his eyes and looked at the petite beauty with a smile on her face. She didn't even think of being distracted, but she felt as if she was facing a great enemy.
The military advisor didn't like him.
Just like other colleagues from the Zhongjing Army, Deng Cang-shaped's identity as a guest general marked his former army of the Hundred Army Alliance to fight against the Tianwu Army. The difficulty of the enemy is still fresh in everyone's memory; the bonds formed by both sides will never be automatically wiped out because of that person's extravagance of his blue eyes.
More importantly, no one believes that famous generals like Tengyun Hushi and Deng Cangxing can truly be inferior to others.
One singular rebellion is enough. After experiencing the pain of being betrayed, how could this tiger in his life, who has been bound by loyalty for more than ten years, still tolerate the word "loyalty" in his heart?
Who else in the world can stand his loyalty?
So Deng Cangxing has always been cautious over the years, but the doubts around him have not decreased as a result, as if his respectfulness and caution are another kind of conspiracy disguise.
The military advisor praised it.If it is useful, you can get the last general, but you can rely on the military advisor to send him.Deng Cangxing answered neither humble nor arrogantly, pretending not to understand the ridicule in her words.
In order not to show his edge, he has not snatched a vanguard in the past twelve years.
Deng Cangxing never took the initiative to fight for the most outstanding tasks of military achievements such as luring the enemy, surprise attacks, sweeping, and breaking through. He would rather take on the job of cutting off the rear and replenishing the back as long as it is not attracted attention.
Even so, the criticism and slander behind it have never stopped.
Some people questioned that he was too stubborn and had plans; some people laughed at him for being timid and not worthy of being the title of the Five Tiger Generals, and secretly gave him a nickname, calling Deng Yantou. Although the tiles on the eaves were carved with tiger faces, they were fake tigers burned in the mud of the cellar. How could they be compared with the King of the Tiger Mountain, which was proud of the deep forest?
Military Advisor Card! A laugh came out, and his watery almond eyes turned: The general is so heroic.Then I'm not polite! There is something now that I think only generals can tell, but it's difficult to tell, and I dare to say it if the general agrees.
Isn’t it just moving to defend Nanling? Deng Cangxing thought to himself.
He heard the wind on his way back to Beijing, and Zhang Qu was bitten and terrible. The Tianwu Army was mostly bravest military generals, but not everyone was willing to deal with wild beasts.
Military advisor, please tell me.
Then I will think you agreed!
The military advisor clapped and smiled, took out a small square scarf like a handkerchief from his collar, spread it on the table. The delicately embroidered monofilament exuded the sweetness of the rose in her arms, and it faintly carried a little warm frankincense, which made people feel heart-warming when it smelled.
Deng Cang looked at it with a squinted look and saw a mountain-shaped flowing water embroidered on the silk scarf, and it turned out to be a concrete and slight silk map.
I want the general to help me guard one place and take care of another place.
Deng Cangxing was slightly stunned and suddenly realized that she was not intentionally sarcastic just now. This was indeed a very difficult task. In addition to himself, he really couldn't think of another person in the Tianwu Army that could tell.
A long-lost blood rushed to his forehead. He looked down at the petite woman in front of him, and the two of them looked at each other, and they felt tacitly understood.
She glanced at him meaningfully.
This is what I mean, not the owner.
---If that person is told, he will never be allowed to die.
Deng Cangxing nodded and bowed: Deng must do his best to live up to the military advisor's desire.This means that he voluntarily becomes an accomplice of the military advisor and will not leak the content of this secret mission, including that person.
The guest general had no right to disobey, but at least he had to give him more troops; there were no strong cities and high buildings in Nanling, and if he wanted to defend himself, he would have to endure the consumption--this was the exchange condition implicit in this sentence.
The military advisor smiled sweetly, and the dark hall seemed like peonies blooming, bringing a sweet fragrance to his face.
It is best for the general to have this enlightenment.
She giggled, her little hands covering her mouth slightly raised her fine white tail fingers, like a delicately carved jade dragonfly.
General Deng Cang of Yiling obeyed the order! He ordered you to lead your own army to Nanling within seven days and defend the city without any mistakes! I will ask Chuxu City to supply as much as possible for the food and equipment needed, but the war is imminent, so please let the general persevere, and the community will be in trouble.
(This...our personal army!)
Deng Cang opened his eyes and had his caution for many years, but he had become an instinct.
He bowed his fists and avoided the embarrassment of facing the military advisor's eyes in time. After a while, a sentence burst out from his teeth: The last... the last one will get the order.
The military advisor's silver bell-like laughter echoed in the empty hall on all sides.
Deng Cangxing only remembered that she was leaning against a long-backed chair covered with white cloth. Her legs wrapped in black and thin silk were round and tight. She was wearing a pair of black satin embroidered shoes decorated with jade butterflies, which were half smaller than his palm, and less than a grip; the exposed right instep was round and delicate, and even whiter than the jade teeth.
She finally made him do it.
(This demonic woman has a very toxic heart!)
She... should be thirty-seven or eighty years old? She has never looked old all these years. Looking at her snuggling in the chair and shaking her feet gently, she is clearly a silly girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
In an instant, Deng Cangxing suddenly felt a sense of time and space disorder, as if he was in the squirm of memory, his helplessness and nowhere to vent his catharsis, all turned into a trance and hazy...
Jung-law!
Qu Yanting's voice was always cold, bringing Deng Cang-sha's thoughts back to reality.
General Hu Ben is a military rank of Deng Cang, with a sixth rank official rank, and is not a minor official in the Zhongjing Army.
In addition to Zhonglang Qiang's real official, Deng Cangxing was also named General Huya. When he was transferred to Nanling, he was specially appointed General Yiling. Yanting seemed to feel that the comforting intention was too explicit, so he refused to call him General General, and still called him General Zhonglang.
Deng Cang's throat was clear.How many people have been lost?
Thirty-five died and more than a hundred injured.Among the dead were twenty-three brothers of Shan Junzhi, and most of the injured were Xinjun.
Shan Junzhi is a direct subordinate of Deng Cang. Based on the former Hundred Army Alliance in Chuzhou, he recruited poor peasants from counties near Zhongjing to train him. After more than ten years of expedition and loss, he is now known as 1,500 cavalrymen, but in fact he is only about one thousand and only one thousand. One is killed in battle and one is deducting one point of precious combat power.
Qu Yanting was born in Shan Junzhi. In his early twenties, he was promoted to the marching Sima by Deng Cang in an extraordinary manner.
The new army he mentioned was the baby soldiers recruited from nearby after Deng Cangxing took over Nanling. Together with the remnants of the headquarters and Zhang Qu, a total of 5,000 people defended the city.
After a soldier from Shan Junzhi was removed, the loss of a new army far exceeded ten times.
But in actual combat, Shan Junzhi's deaths are often higher than those of the new army.
(Who are the dead? Are they children from Chuzhou, or are they from Jingzuo people from Chengen County and Musheng County? When... can they bring their remains back to their hometown?)
Deng Cangxing rubbed his frown and sighed in his heart.
The wind outside the tent suddenly became violent, roaring with flags.
Deng Cang's shape seemed to be able to imagine the dark and thick haze that came with the north wind in early winter in Jiangbei. If such a wind blows for a few more days, it will snow fall, just like white fluff leaking from the dark curtain, blowing all over the sky...
He observed for more than a month, paid attention to the movements of birds, beasts, grass and trees, recorded the changes in clouds and water flow, felt the bone-permeable coldness coming from the iron armor bit by bit, and judged that the snow line would cross the Zulong River this year.
The severe winter is finally coming.
Yanting! The tiger who is used to fighting on the battlefield waved his hand and did not reveal any emotion in his heart: He ordered the treasury to send out winter clothes. I expect it will snow in the next few days. Let someone take stock of the food tomorrow morning and prepare for the winter.If this winter comes quickly and vigorously, the bastards of the Evil Fire Sect will be in trouble.
Qu Yanting was right when he heard this, and a gleam of light flashed through his delicate Danfeng's eyes.
Three months ago, the Evil Fire Sect raised all its elite troops, claiming to be a 50,000 army. With ten times the strength, it surrounded a small Nanling City.
Deng Cangxing sent people to pile up corruption outside the city, digging the embankment of the Zulong River tributary. The collapsed river water flooded into Nanling City, and immediately flooded the four fields into a swamp. The siege ladders, chariots, cavalry, and even the beast troops they were good at driving were all limited to the mud, so the siege degenerated into the most primitive battle between the body and the city wall, and Nanling has been able to support it to this day.
Since the mysterious prophecy of the Three Laws has been made public, the weather in Zhongchenzhou has become colder and colder as the prophecies show, and the spring and summer seasons have gradually shortened; over the past decade, the ice and snow lines in the northern border have been moving southward, approaching Zulongjiang at an incredible speed.
The Evil Fire Cult was prosperous in the south, and its experience in combat overwinter was not as good as that of the Tianwu Army in the north. If you did not retreat, you would naturally remove these southern barbarian soldiers for the Tianwu Army in winter.
I'll prepare now.Qu Yanting bowed with a knife and hurriedly lifted the tent.
Deng Cangxing called him.
Is there any news on the ‘Water’?
I received a reward two hours ago, but there was no movement at the foot of the mountain.
Let them change to reward once every half hour.I sent my order to go up the mountain, and asked General Lu to prepare to evacuate, so don't delay any further.If the calves still refused to submit, they would tie the 'Waoku's family and bring them all back!
If possible, maybe Zhonglang would have done this long ago.
Qu Yanting pursed his lips slightly and bit a smile.
knew.The sword armor was clanging and quickly retreated into the wind. There was only one person left in the huge tent.
Deng Cang cuts the candle flowers in a shape and spreads a larger map on his back. Tuli Nanling is just a small dot on the banks of the Zulong River. The closest annotation is Chuxu City slightly north. The dots to the south are all painted with red pens. At the bottom, there are three words "Evil Fire Sect" written with red characters, and the handwriting is as red as blood.
The same situation also occurs in the east, north and west.
The huge color blocks in all directions divide the entire picture into five areas. The central willow yellow covers the smallest range, as if compressed and pushed by the four directions. The double-ring punctuation marking the word Zhongjing, and a few places such as Chuxu City in the Zulongjiang River Basin.
Originally, twelve years ago, the entire territory of Zhongchenzhou was under the rule of the Tianwu Dynasty. Unexpectedly, the imperial veins were broken overnight and the world was in chaos.
Taiyi Daofu, which represents the supreme wisdom of Zhongchenzhou, sent an envoy to make prophecy, saying that the three laws were different, and the imperial star was in all directions. So heroes and heroes rose up everywhere, and everyone called the emperor who responded to the destiny of heaven. As a result of the circular struggle, only the four forces were left behind, which really responded to the prophecy of Taiyi Daofu.
Until that person appears.
With the support of the elites from the Demon and Taoism, the man re-established the Emperor in Zhongjing for the declining Tianwu Dynasty and led the heroes to fight with all directions. After more than a hundred battles over the past decade, Zhongjing has always stood firm, and the Tianwu Dynasty has a faint revival.
As long as the figure wearing a snow-white sable fur appears on the battlefield, the Tianwu Army will be blessed like the God of War, and it can be said that it is invincible. Most of the people who laughed at the beginning of saying that the Fu family of the Tianwu Dynasty had exhausted their energy are no longer here today, but the name of that person has spread throughout the corners of Zhongchenzhou, and no one can defeat him.
They called him the heavenly tribulation, which means the disasters brought by heaven.
Fighting him against him is the greatest misfortune in the world.
However, the forces of all directions are not easy to save money. Twelve years ago, they might have thought that they were destined to be the destiny of heaven, and no one took the boy surnamed Jie from Zhaori Villa in Zhongjing seriously. Twelve years later, they finally realized that the Heavenly Jie Zhao was the most powerful and terrifying unparalleled enemy in Zhongchen Prefecture. In order to defeat him and to clear the ultimate obstacle before the throne, they now join forces to eliminate the unbeaten myth of Zhongjing.
If the information is true, Zhongjing will face an unprecedented four-way coalition, and Deng Cangxing's mission is to defend Nanling to the death, like an arrow firmly inserted into the throat of the southern streets, so that the evil fire sect could not go north.
Deng Cangxing had already planned: dig out the dike of the tributary embankment, use mud tactics to deal with siege equipment; master the navigation rights on the river surface, and force the enemy to fight to the city; if Nanling is lost, it will destroy the villages, towns, and villages along the way. If necessary, it will even let Chuxu City burn, implement the principle of strengthening the walls and clearing the fields, cross the river and other evil fire sects first, and then launch a surprise attack with half-cross...
The military advisor is right.
Tengyun Tiger View Deng Cangxing is indeed the most skilled general in the world who is good at defending cities and retreating. He can judge the situation and control the flow according to the local conditions. Whether it is given five thousand or fifty thousand people, unless God is pretending, the result will be the same.
Deng Cangshi spread his five fingers with his right hand and slowly covered the tanning map. The palm lines exposed to the wind sword and frost for many years seemed to be engraved, just like crow's feet on the corners of his eyes and temples.
No matter how difficult the situation was, the situation in the southern border was always in his control, with only one exception.
Deng Cang looked at Ji Zhang's five fingers silently. In a cinnabar pen that symbolizes the forces of the evil Fire Cult, a three-fold sharp corner was repeatedly depicted by yellow paint, with three small words "Jiuyi Mountain" written below.
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Jiuyishan General Lu Zongyuan
On the mountain road, two black shadows couldn't stop rising and falling, and were running towards the mountainside with their light skills.
The cold wind blew down the mountain. Although the trees in the middle of the road were tall, the leaves had withered yellow. The branches were combed by the wind blades, and they rolled down the mountain all the way.
The two men wore crescent crowns on their heads, their robes were divided into mysterious white colors, and their clouds were streamers. They were obviously young Taoist priests who had just received the first true dictum.
One of them held a broken sword in his hand, his forehead was scattered, and a vermilion was biting on his lips; the other was carrying a four-foot blue cloth bag, which seemed to be a sword-wrapped dress. This man not only looked more mature, but his aura was longer than his companions, and he always kept his lead in the way between rising and falling.
Suddenly there was a rustling behind, and the sparse tree canopy in the forest suddenly shaking, as if an invisible giant snake was swimming back and forth, coming all the way!
Senior brother! The young Taoist priest holding a broken sword couldn't help but turn around and his feet were slow.
The boy was at most sixteen or seventeen years old, with thin velvet on his lips and had not turned into thick and hard blue moustache. His pale face was set against his bright and bright eyes, and his appearance looked even weaker.
He hesitated a little while he shouted, and the young Taoist priest, known as the senior brother, flew out seven or eight feet further away. The two were three feet apart, and the footsteps were almost submerged by the wind.
Li Zaiwei, don’t stop! The young Taoist priest didn’t look back, and his internal force forced his voice to penetrate the wind and cut, which clearly penetrated into his junior brother’s ears: If you are not prepared on the mountain, don’t fall into the enemy’s delaying plan!
The young Taoist Li Zai was slightly shocked, but it was too late. Reflected in the depths of his dark eyes, the shaking Lin Ye quickly rushed to his front, and suddenly occupied the entire vision; with a thrust, countless black shadows rushed out of the shade and rushed towards him!
(This...this is the monster just now!)
He was attacked at the foot of the mountain before, and he couldn't see the monster's appearance clearly in a hurry. At this moment, he met again and was inexplicably frightened. He was overwhelmed by the fishy wind that was rushing to the face and barely pushed the broken sword forward. Suddenly, he heard a scream like a wolf howl. The black shadow turned over and turned around, and then raised his limbs and raised his head and whistled. Although his whole body was covered with sharp black hair, he could vaguely tell the shape of his facial features and body, which was actually his personal appearance.
Li Zaiwei was stunned and forgot to get up to fight the enemy. The half-human and half-wolf monster that was passing through Lin Ying was more than one. In the blink of an eye, four or five black shadows came in a row and wanted to swallow him---
Why are you still stunned? The green shadow waved, and the wolves howled and jumped away, and a figure fell from the sky.
Li Zaiwei blurted out: Senior brother! But he saw that the senior brother held a long bag in his hand, his sword eyebrows were upright, and his thin cheeks were slightly green like steel: I miss the roots and forget the truth! Li Zaiwei, if you teach the enemy to attack the top of the mountain, what face do you and I should use to meet the general? You are no longer a child, you should be more calm when encountering problems and not be distracted.
Li Zaiwei was shocked and sweated coldly: I...I know I was wrong.Although they were the same school, the young Taoist priest Shao Shizai was ten years older than him. In Li Zaiwei's heart, this senior brother who always called him directly was actually more like a stern master and a stern father, and his awe of him was no less than that of the leader of the head.
A pair of red eyes flashed, and the half-human and half-wolf monster dispersed and surrounded the two of them.
Shao and Li leaned back against each other. Shao Shizaiyao looked at the stone house in the mountains. His blue and white face was silent, but he was secretly anxious.
Jiuli Mountain has always been the base of the Taoist General's Literature. It has stood firm for thousands of years. If foreign enemies invade, you can only ring the Xuanquan Bell on the side of the mountain. It is said that it can move a hundred miles, and it is difficult to ban the city. When the general's Literature disciples and Taoist sects within a hundred miles hear the sound of the Xuanquan Bell, they must follow the sound and do not teach the outsiders to succeed.
But as there is chaos today, there are beacons everywhere in Zhongchenzhou. Which place is not a demon in charge of the Tao? Xuanquan Zhong is afraid that he can no longer summon the reinforcements from the Taoist sect. At best, it is just to inform the peak of Liuhe Inner Vipassana to prevent early.
But the enemy obviously saw through Shizai's plan. The group of half-human and half-wolf monsters surrounded the two of them, and they were almost at the foot of the Chengshang Pavilion on the mountainside. They couldn't help but hit the bell.
(If this continues... it will be bad!)
Shao Shizai's green cloth bag suddenly lit out, and in an instant, the sky was filled with blue shadows, and the sound of whirring sounds were endless. Each of them hit the eyebrows of a monster, poking the monsters upside down, and tilting their heads to throw away blood lines.
Unexpectedly, a sharp whistle suddenly passed by in the wind. The monsters moved when they heard the sound, and then organized attacks one after another, and they had their own set of laws.
Damn it! He gritted his teeth and cursed himself: This will continue to fight endlessly, and he must pull out the guy from Yin Yulang!
On the other side, Li Zai was slightly refreshed, and the half-cut sword in his hand became more and more fierce. A faint glow appeared on the sword, like the moonlight shining.
His sword, the Eve Sword, was a treasure of the general Lushan Mountain Envoy. When it was cast, it was a complete sword, with an extremely sharp edge.
The cultivator Suman, a cultivator in the Qingqiu Kingdom, wanted to cross this sword, but he stroked the sword and sighed: You are the one who kills people, and you are the one who bears the karma.May you be wise and wise, and you will suffer from it from now on! With one finger, the sword was broken into two pieces, and it became what you are today.
The blade of the Dunxu sword fades, and it must be poured into internal force before it can produce an invisible sword light.
Li Zaiwei's true power was swelling all over his body, and the sharp light of the broken mouth of the Xu Sword flashed, forcing the half-wolf monster around him to retreat.
Master Shao was able to cover up, pinched his fingers and recited it in his mouth. The long-standing will and concentration suddenly condensed, and his spirit reflected a flawless whiteness, ready to accept deep hints at any time.
Hey! He clapped his eyebrows, opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted in a low voice: The eagle opens his eyes, and all changes will return to the same! ‘Yi Shenshou Sun Shooting Talisman’!
The martial arts of the General's Lotus combines internal strength and talisman to stimulate potential with spiritual suggestion. The spell of the Yi Divine Shooting Sun Tail was slapped into the forehead. In the five senses and six consciousnesses of Shao Shizai, the sound of the wind and breath stopped in an instant, and everything on the dark forest suddenly became extremely clear; although it was only a short moment, I could see a dark shadow deep in the shade of the tree--
I've caught you!
Shao Shizai pulled out a long hair, hooked left and right, stretched his arms straight, just like the god Yi opened his bow; sniffed! A loud bang through the air, and the arrow attached to the internal force flew out of his hand.
With a terrifying howl, a tall man in wolf's skin jumped out of Lin Yi, his huge palm covered with blue veins covered his left eye, and a thread of blood flowed out between his fingers.
The man was more than nine feet long, with a dark chest with tangled muscles and tangled muscles. His lower body was surrounded by fur and his chest and abdomen were pricked with complex indigo patterns. The covered gray and white wolf skin fluttered in the wind, and the huge wolf's head had pointed yellow and sharp teeth, which just covered the man's head, just like a customized animal-shaped pocket.
There are six beast gods under the seat of the leader of the Evil Fire Sect. Judging from the appearance of this person, it should be that the leader of the assassination unit, Tianlang Division, entered the room to attract the wolf and Wei Yi thieves.
Shao Shizai did not expect that this gossip arrow could seriously damage one of the six beast gods of the evil fire sect. The half-wolf stopped moving, as if a puppet with a broken line, and immediately exchanged glances with his junior brother. The two of them shook their bodies and rushed out of the siege like arrows!
The thief Wei Yi behind him did not chase him.
Shao Shizai felt relieved and suddenly heard a sinister voice in his ears: Little Taoist, you can't tell that you have such skills! Tsk tsk, the fat Taoist is not badly taught.He suddenly turned his head and saw a white-faced young man with his head in a virtuous crown and a hat tassel flying around him. The man shaved his eyebrows and his face as if applying powder. His smile was very evil. At night, he looked like a gloomy lacquered puppet.
He hugged his chest with his hands in his chest while moving backwards, leaning back slightly, and actually ran backwards.
Shao Shizai's back is cold: Is this kind of light skill... a ghost of the mountain mandrel? He waved his palm against Li Shizai's vest, turned his head and shouted: Go! He stopped horizontally, blocking the white-faced young man and his junior brother.
The young man didn't take action, his toes fell lightly like a flying tide, blocking Shao Shizai's way forward, looking lazy, embracing his arms and leaning against the ancient tree. His handsome appearance contained seven-pointed yin energy. Under the moonlight, he could only see the pupils in his slender phoenix eyes, and almost no white eyes could be seen.
Li Shizai was pushed out by his senior brother. As he rose and fell, he saw that the pavilion was within ten feet, so he did not dare to turn around and ran wildly with his breath.
Want to leave?
A string of silver bells burst out from the forest, and a charming force that made people's blood rushing was hidden.
Li Shizai's eyes turned white, and a wide sleeve like flowing snow swept over with a strong fragrance. As soon as the fragrance penetrated into his nose, his knees suddenly became a little soft: It's... poisonous! He quickly put his breath and jumped.
Unexpectedly, Xiangfeng seemed to entangle him and could not even wave it. Li Shizai danced with both hands and staggered back until a palm came from behind. A soft and harmonious inner power penetrated into his body. His spiritual platform suddenly cleared: Master... Senior brother! When he turned around, he saw that Shao Shizai's face turned ashen, and the two of them returned to their original place.
A beautiful woman in the palace dress came gracefully from the moon, with a melon-shaped face, a thin willow waist, a white and plump breast half exposed, and her small jade feet were wearing a pair of pink satin embroidered shoes. Her eyes were as silk as silk, and even her voice was particularly sweet.
Why did the dignified Tianlang Master hang the lottery? Come on, let Mèier pull out the hair for the Master lord, don’t delay the injury, and one eye was broken.She completely ignored the existence of Shao and Li, and said softly to Wei Yitou in the shadow of the tree, her tone was full of love, but there was no sympathy on her face. She pursed her beautiful cherry lips, which was obviously gloating.
On the other end, the young man with his arms folded and leaned against a tree, and his white face looked like a ferret and smiled gloomy, saying a hint of teasing.
Nightmare Dao Mèi Fox, Master Wei has been your lover, making you die. People say that a couple has been kind to each other for a lifetime, how can you be so ruthless? The little Taoist priest's "gossy arrow" has a potential force. Once the hair is threaded into the body, it is connected to the qi and meridians. This pull will not stop the pain and penetrate into the bone marrow, and maybe even the eyeballs will be pulled out.
The palace beauty, known as the nightmare fox, had her cheeks flushed and covered her mouth and smiled shyly.
You are so heartless! mèi'er... Since you tasted your benefits, you have no one else in your heart! There are so many men in the world, who can match my Dongxiang Siming? His almond eyes rolled and said in a sweet voice: If the hair is not pulled out, and the air will be inserted into the brain sooner or later, it will be a dead end.The Dongxiang Siming master had such good looks and martial arts, and no one in this sect could surpass him. Once the Wei Sizhu died, the five hundred dead soldiers of the Tianlangsi were still under the jurisdiction of the East Warriors?
The young man with white face, named Dongxiang Siming, clamped his fingers lightly, stroked his long silk rope and hat tassel, and his black eyes flashed a few times, and said in a slight smile: You have always been pleased by the leader, and maybe the people of Wei Yi thieves will be under your control of "Ye Meisi". Where is my share?"
Weasel and fox, I haven’t died yet!
The burly giant man stood up from the shadow of the tree. Wei Yi, the assassination pioneer of the Evil Fire Cult and the leader of the Tianlang Division, stepped out of Lin Yi, closed his bloody left eye tightly, and a smirk appeared on his face covered with blue patterns, gritting his teeth at Shao Shizai: OK! Little Zamao, hello, very good! What a "goss-sleeve arrow" that penetrated the body and ragged! He pulled the arrow in his hand, and howled a long time, and pulled out a flesh-and-blooded eyeball!
Wei Yi's roar fell, and opened his empty left eye socket and swallowed his left eye. The long hair in his hand was still stained with thick red blood beads, falling to the ground drippingly.
Li Zaiwei was stunned, but Wei Yijiu was very proud and raised his head to laugh: Eat it and then melt the flesh and blood again, this eye is mine, and no one can take it away! The white fangs were stained with some red and white slurry stains that looked like meat but not meat, which was shocking.
Dongxiang Siming sighed and said: Wei Yibi, you have fallen into a trap! Once this gossip arrow is pulled out, the qi and meridians are pulled by the arrow thread, and bleeding is difficult to control, and the light flow can kill you.It is said that "the most toxic woman's heart" is a pity that you don't listen to your brother's advice.
Nightmare Mèi Fox Ouch, with a wave of the snow-white satin sleeves, covering your mouth and sneering: Dongxiang Siming, your plan to kill people with a knife is too poisonous.I have so many injuries, so don’t blame the good people.The mouth of the neck was slightly opened, and on the snow-white milk, a bright red silk thread tied a small gilt bottle the size of a finger. The red thread rose and fell violently along the proud peaks and valleys, making the skin look crystal clear as snow, particularly white and greasy.
When Wei Ketuo saw her two tit-for-tat, he felt a stern: They were deliberately pretending to behave and finally dragged me to death.Listening to the slight sound from the wind, he shouted: Medicine seat! Can this injury be cured?
Shao Shizai and Li Zaiwei were just surprised, and a hoarse and old voice suddenly came from the forest: Are you worried that you can't cure? Humph!
Dongxiang Siming's expression changed slightly. He suddenly turned around and saw a short old man holding a crutch walking out from behind. His eyes were red and two sharp front teeth burst out from his shriveled mouth. He was probably only as tall as Wei Ke's waist, and he looked like a thousand-year-old rabbit spirit, with both funny and weird appearance.
The old man walked tremblingly by Siming in Dongxiang and passed by Shao and Li. The strange-shaped wood with a rugged tree waved, and a little blue light flew into the hands of Wei Yizhe.
After taking this medicine, bleeding will cause coagulation within a moment. If I can only suffer from bleeding for a quarter of an hour, I don’t have to take it anymore, and I’ll waste my medicine. The old man sat on the big rock next to the road. Since then, the escape route between Shao and Li has been completely cut off. He has to go to the pavilion halfway up the mountain and must pass the old man.
Shao Shizai's heart sank to the bottom.
There is only one person who is proficient in medicine in the Evil Fire Sect, who is the palm medicine chair of the West Chamber to help Xixiang help the elderly.
This person is not only ranked first among the six major beast gods, but also helped Sikongdu, the leader of the Evil Fire Sect, establish a foundation. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is below one person and above ten thousand people.
The commander of medicine, Xixiang helps the elderly, the commander of soldiers, Dongxiang's commander of Tianlang, Wei Yijiu, and Yemei's commander of Yandao, and the commander of Yemei's commander of Yandao. Seeing that the six beast gods had already made their debut, it seems that the evil fire sect is bound to be successful in the journey tonight.
Dongxiang Siming claimed to be unparalleled in light skills, but was bullied by the old man. His face stinged and said with a forced smile: I thought I could take the lead and seize the first skill of attacking the mountain. I didn't expect that the medicine was still stronger and stronger. It was still before us. Siming admired it very much.
Xixiang Fu Lao's red eyes rolled up and his expression was indifferent.
You continue to chat! Don’t pay attention to my old man, wait until the leader comes, and then we will go up the mountain together.The three of them were shocked when they heard this. They remembered the leader's order. The back became cold and there was no interest in intrigue. They turned their heads at the same time, and their five eyes were concentrated on Shao and Li.
The nightmare Taoist fox's almond eyes rolled, moved his lotus steps lightly, walked forward gracefully, and said in a sweet voice: Little Taoist, be obedient, you can suffer less bits and pieces.What did you send out today? Tell me and my sister.
Shao Shizai was shocked: General Deng’s ‘washing’ was elusive, and even the guardian stakes of the mountain were difficult to grasp. How secretive is today? How can the Evil Fire Sect know? No! It must be her bluffing.After calming down, he replied in a deep voice: General's Lamp and the Evil Fire Sect have never violated the rivers. What do you want to trek into this mountain tonight and kill the disciples of my sect?
The fox's eyes were flowing, and he laughed at Gu Dongxiang Siming and Wei Yi and the thief, saying: Listen, this little Taoist priest pretended to be stupid! He looked back coldly and said: This sect has declared war on the pseudo emperor in Zhongjing. Your family's general is the close friend of "that person", and he also leads the general's disciples to Beijing to participate in the war, which is the enemy of our sect.You also know that once the war begins, Jiuji Mountain will inevitably be lost, so you communicate with Deng Cang, Nanling and secretly transport such a "baby". What I said is not right?
Li Zaiwei looked miserable and said in a trembling voice: Senior brother...
Shao Shizai had a blue face and said sternly: Nonsense! How dare that witch?... Suddenly he was stunned and could not continue.
It turned out that with a wave of the sleeves of the nightmare, there were more than a dozen corpses hanging from the woods behind him. The dead were all brown clothes, brown scarf covered with faces, short knife inserted into their waists, and an owl embroidered on their chests. Although the embroidery worker was clumsy, it had an indescribable mystery of deep diving.
--- tile stalk.
Looking at the corpses whose neck was hanging by thick ropes and whose blood was stained with brown robe, Shao Shizai felt that the blood in his body was cold.
The nightmare fox laughed sweetly: These owls are pretty good, but it’s a pity that they met my Ye Meisi.Little Taoist, if you are obedient and honest, your sister will make you die ecstatic. Not only will it not be painful, but it will also be a bliss that you can't imagine in your life.If you teach Wei Sizhu or Siming to ask, you are afraid you will be eager to die.
Shao Shizai sneered: Shamelessly, the demon! Under the general's sect, there are no greedy people who are afraid of death! You... Suddenly, the black wind swayed in front of you, the beast smelled scent came to your nose, and a pain in your left eye, and a blood arrow spewed out to the sky.
Wei Yizhe smiled so hard that his white fangs showed his bloody ball in his hand, which was Shao Shizai's left eye.
Eye for an eye, tooth for an tooth.Wei Yizhe grinned his teeth, his eyes were cold, and the blue tattoos on his face were twisted like snakes: What else do you want? One hand or one leg?
Shao Shizai covered his left eye, and blood kept oozing from his fingers; he looked at the sank corpse with a slight gaze, and he silently thought in his heart: 1, 2...17. When the Wazan was on the rotation of the mountain, there were twenty people in each shift. In other words, at least three of them escaped the sniper.
(So...the things have been sent out safely!)
Shao Shizai smiled and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
The fox looked sharply at the eyes of the fox, smiled, waved his hand into the void, and shouted with a sharp voice: Things are not on the mountain! Go to Nanling quickly! The shadows of the trees hanging with the corpse were moved, and countless Ye Meisi secret spies were sinking into the darkness. More than a dozen tiled corpses were left hanging in the forest, rising and falling with the shaking branches.
The stunning beauty wrapped in light gauze and pink satin turned around suddenly, and her slim water snake waist twisted, making her jade buttocks look round and plump, extremely graceful.
Where are you going? Dongxiang Siming hugged his arms and glanced at him, and asked coldly.
The nightmare Mèi Fox chuckled, and said with a slight chuckle, "Go and lose your punishment!" Ye Meishi got the information, and asked you to send troops to surround the mountain in the east wing, and pay one of the eyes of the Lord Tianlang... If the treasures entered Nanling, the four of us still have their lives? Dongxiang Siming had no expression on his face, but Wei Yizhe was shocked and turned around and called out: Medicine!
The helper of Xixiang stood up tremblingly with a cane and walked straight up the mountain.
I only remember the leader said that except for such a "treasure", there is no armor left on Jiuyi Mountain! It is the order of the leader to seize treasures and occupy the mountain.Wei Yizhe was stunned and said with a grim smile: Then I will choose ‘Don’t leave any armor’!
This is the moment when Shao Shizai was waiting for.
The two foxes and Fu Lao moved, and the situation of siege immediately had a gap. Shao Shizai took advantage of Wei Yizhe to distract himself, and suddenly pulled down his belt and stepped on it. The other end was over the elbow, and the whole person pulled into a giant bow, turned around and yelled: Li Zaiwei, hurry!
Li Zaiwei came back to his senses and jumped up, kicking his body across the tense belt. Shao Shizai's successful power came, and suddenly shot Li Zaiwei out! The Yi Sun Shooting Talisman he attached to his forehead had not yet been lifted, and this shot was no less than a strong bow and crossbow. Li Zaiwei suddenly crossed over Xixiang's old man's head and flew towards the Chengzhang Pavilion!
Wei Yi found out that he was trapped, shouted loudly, and swept his claws into the air.
No! Xixiang Fu Lao hurriedly stopped drinking, one step slowing down.
Li Zaiwei was swept by two claws and her mouth was spitting blood. Her castration was even faster. In the blink of an eye, she crossed ten feet away and fell heavily in front of the stone house on the mountainside, vomiting a wall of red eyes.
The four walls of the house are made of stone, with no windows or doors, and the brick joints are as dense as hair, so even the blade cannot be inserted into it. Even if an old ebony plaque with the Chengzhu Pavilion was hung under the eaves, it is impossible to tell where it looks like a pavilion.
There must be something strange in that pavilion! Xixiang helped the old man in an instant, and rushed towards Li Zaiwei.
Li Shizai was beaten to the point of being star-stirring. He heard the sound of breaking through the air in a trance. He gritted his teeth and inserted the Xunxu sword into the keyhole in front of the stone house. Damn! The inner hole of the machine spring bit the broken sword. He pressed the hilt with his body's strength. Suddenly, the four walls roared, and the earth and powder fell. The whole house was swallowed by dust and dust. The vibration was so strong that even the ground around him shook.
What mechanism is this?
Xixiang Fu Lao suddenly stopped, and swung the smoke and dust away, but saw the four walls of the stone house sinking into the ground, and only the four corners of the pillars supported the eaves of the brackets, which really looked like a pavilion.
There is no cross beam in the pavilion, but is hung with copper-cast suspended wood. Although the surrounding earth is shaking, the bell body is not shaking.
The clock was incredibly large, with its edges almost sticking to the four walls of the original stone house. The bell was covered with simple Kui-shaped cloud and thunder patterns, and the whole body was dense, without a trace of space.
The vortex-like patterns are symmetrical and delicate, the logic is complex and not trivial, exuding a quiet and distant atmosphere.
Li Zaiwei helped Xuanquanzhong get up, but she was too seriously injured. She struggled a few times but could not get up.
When Shao Shizai saw him from afar, he felt a grip on his heart and couldn't help but scream: Li Zaiwei! Go quickly, run away quickly! Suddenly, smell a strong beast scent, and the cold voice of Wei Yiji came from behind himself: Go? Can you go? A bunch of your throat has been pinched off the ground, and the hairy giant palms that were slinging the neck tightened, making it difficult to inhale the air.
He suddenly understood.
You idiot, Li Zaiwei; you are both impulsive and uneasy, and you are so self-righteous.
Secret passage... Shao Shizai lowered his head and whispered: Under the Xuanquan Bell... He seemed to be enduring some pain, his teeth were chewing, and his whole body was shaking.
Wei Yizhe heard it clearly and sang: Medicine seat! The little Taoist priest said that the entrance to the secret passage is under the bell!
The old man walked forward with a crutch. Sure enough, there was a large dark round hole under the Xuanquan Bell, and the diameter happened to be larger than the clock. The hole was built like a well, and the inside was deep and there was no bottom. A vague sense of moist water.
Xixiang helped the old man a little bit, drag Li Zaiwei to the edge of the well: The hole is so deep, you go down and explore the old man first! But these legs are not used.Twist and broke his leg bones.
Li Zai's face was as white as white paper, and his body shook slightly, and he couldn't even scream.
Xixiang Fu Lao was about to throw him down, but suddenly he saw his lips twitching a few times, but he didn't know what he said, so he got closer: Little Taoist, what did you say just now?
I mean... Li Zai smiled with his eyes closed: You can't use your legs anymore.Holding the hilt of the Dunxu Sword lifted, the stone wall suddenly rose!
Xixiang helped the elderly quickly jumped back, but Li Zaiwei's right arm grew rapidly and grabbed the old man's ankle.
Li Zaiwei's upper body was horizontally beside the well cave, and his waist and abdomen were mostly outside the pavilion. The stone wall mechanism was together, and he was immediately rolled into two sections, but his broken right hand did not fall. Xixiang Fu Lao was hung upside down and clamped to the top of the wall, touching! He hit the eaves of the pavilion.
Wei Yi's thief general Shao Shizai shook him away, and found that the stone wall had fallen down again. Xixiang Fu Lao fell to the ground in a mess, dragging his broken hand and crawling with his belt, and then climbed out of the pavilion.
Medicine seat! Are you okay?
Just because of this little stinky little hair? Humph! The old man in Xigo was so shocked that he kicked half of the limbs that fell to the ground back into the pavilion, groping and picking up the wooden crutch.
Death means death, and life is ruined! If you want the old man’s life, it’s just a waste of death.
My junior brother's life will never be sacrificed in vain.
Shao Shizai stood up with a long bag, swish! He threw away the blue cloth, revealing a bronze drumstick engraved with the shape of a dragon's head. He raised his last bit of strength and threw the drumstick towards the Chenggong Pavilion on the mountainside!
Kui Shen Boom was originally the only treasure in the world that could strike the Xuanquan Bell.
(Li Zaiwei! Senior brother... Senior brother did what you mean!)
Shao Shizai knelt down dejectedly, as if he saw his junior brother sitting against the bell in the distance, smiling slightly and closing his eyes.
The Kui Shen, who was surrounded by wind and thunder, rushed into the pavilion and attacked the huge bronze bell!
In an instant, the scenery around the clock body was slightly distorted, and the invisible sound waves seemed to pull everything in, and suddenly burst out! Li Zaiwei, who was closest to the Xuanquan Bell, was in the brunt of the head, and the body suddenly turned into powder; Xixiang was too late to help the old man, so Mu Guai threw it away, turned around and flew out of the pavilion, but the twisted and deformed space flew to catch up with him. The old man's body stagnated, and the lines of his body also twisted and trembled. Suddenly, blood from the seven orifices shot. When he landed on the ground, he was curled up and died on the spot.
The grand bell rang across the earth.
Dongxiang Siming and Yandao foxes covered their ears and flew back, and were suddenly shocked and their qi and blood surged.
As the Xuanquan Bell shook the sky, white smoke suddenly surged from the mountains, and the mountains of Zhou rose and fell one after another. The originally withered mountain forest was filled with a wet mist and dew, and the vision suddenly became scattered.
What's going on?
The two looked at each other and suddenly saw someone roaring and cutting through the clouds and mist, holding a bloody Taoist priest in his hand. It was Wei Yi, the leader of the Tianlang Department.
When Dongxiang Siming saw him holding a broken arm, he looked closely and found that he was actually catching Shao Shizai. The little mao's right sleeve was empty. It seemed that his right hand was torn off by Wei Yi's thief, and he fainted from pain.
No! The person surnamed Wei is crazy and it is hard to guarantee that he will not take the life of the little Taoist priest!
Dongxiang Siming flew forward, pointed an iron fan in his sleeve, and quickly pointed Wei Yizui's right eye, throat, and chest Danzhong point; kicked his feet out in succession, and even kicked his vagina down.
Although Wei Yi lost his mind, his reaction was still there. The two of them changed a few moves in a row. Wei Yi had to put down the hostages, but Dongxiang Siming retreated quickly and turned around and whispered: Use poison!
The nightmare said that the fox cloud swung his sleeves, and a bright fragrance mist scattered towards him. The jade fingers in the sleeves were slid, like a pipa, and three colorless and tasteless medicines were shot out. Wei Yi and the thief were approaching two steps, and suddenly staggered back, as if they were drunk.
The nightmare fox frowned: Wei Yi thief! It's so cool, why are you going crazy?
Dongxiang Siming sneered.
He is deaf.
When the fox saw that Wei Yijiu saw that two thin blood lines were flowing in the ears of Wei Yijiu. He turned his head and kept turning, as if he was trying to distinguish the direction. After a while, he turned around and his gloomy right eye faced Dong and Yan, his expression no longer as crazy as before.
The nightmare fox pointed Shao Shizai's acupoints casually. Seeing that the broken arm gradually stopped bleeding, Shao Shizai was still unconscious and couldn't help but complain: Look at the good thing you did! Once this clue was broken, how could he explain to the leader? Wei Yi couldn't listen, but just looked at her gloomyly. The remaining right eye was covered with a cold light like a beast, and looked at people all over.
The clues remained unbroken.Look, isn't it everywhere? Dongxiang Siming wiped out the dust on his body and said leisurely: When the Xuanquan bell rings, the water vapor bursts out of the ground, and the two are connected.
So what?
According to rumors, the sound of Xuanquan bells is hundreds of miles away, and the city is difficult to ban. No matter how far it is, it can attract reinforcements from the Taoist sect for the general's talisman.Now the south is full of the sphere of influence of our evil fire sect, and Deng Cang, the Tianwu Army, is trapped in Nanling. If you want to talk about reinforcements, it is impossible to reach a hundred miles.These two little Taoist priests were willing to sacrifice their lives to ring the bell. What do you think is for?
The nightmare meèi fox's eyebrows moved.
you mean……
The bell may be a warning to inform the people on the mountain that we are coming and we should be prepared as soon as possible; it may also be to activate some mechanism. The mist all over the mountains and fields is strange, and it seems to be a kind of maze formation to prevent us from going up the mountain.No matter what kind of explanation, there is only one meaning behind it--
Dongxiang Siming smiled coldly.
What we want is most likely still on the mountain!
Deng Cangshing slowly took off his tiger-headed golden helmet. The moment the hard leather lining inside the helmet left the head of his hair, his scalp loosened after being pressed all night, and a torn sting suddenly appeared. It seemed that he could feel the blood rushing through the congested blood vessels. He frowned slightly, and fine lines like spider webs were squeezed out from his temples.
The slits of the tiger-headed helmet were covered with patina. The few remaining gilded surfaces reflected a vague and twisted dark face. As the candlelight shaking in the tent disappeared, the outline was not real, but the grayish whiteness on the forehead was seen very clearly.
So I... have reached this age?
Back then, whenever, when talking about the Tengyun Huguan and Deng Cangxing in Chuzhou, everyone knew that he was the leading general around the leader of Qi, who trained his personal soldiers for the leader of Qi, and fought south and north. He was a well-known figure in the north.
Later, Qi Tianfang practiced many unjust practices, and they betrayed their relatives and divorced each other, and was eventually wiped out by that person. The man admired Deng Cang's strict military discipline. Not only did he extend him to his command as a guest general, he allowed him to retain his old subordinates and control himself, but he was also named one of the Five Tiger Generals. His honor was still above the army of the headquarters, and it was once a beautiful story.
More than ten years have passed in this flash.
‘Five Tiger Generals’…
Deng Cang stroked the foggy gilded tiger helmet and smiled bitterly.
A false reputation not only misleads people, but also misleads youth!
The shouts and fighting sounds in the distance seemed to have come to an end, only the waves of Zulongjiang River were faintly slamming the shore; outside the tent, a crisp sheath armor slammed into the cowhide tent, and a long black shadow cast on the cowhide tent.
Zhonglang, I am Yanting.The throat sound is clear and calm, with a little bit of accent that is unique to young people.
Come in.
As soon as the door of the tent was lifted, a bloody aura mixed with smoke and fire was sent in with the wind. A white and thin young officer walked in quickly with his knife and bowed slightly to Deng Cangxing a few days later.
Etiquette will be spared.He waved his hand and looked up and saw the young man's blood-stained Wenxiu's face. His young face looked a little tired, but there was still a gleam in his slender eyes.
That is the look that only veterans who have lost their battles and have won many battles.
Deng Cangxing already had a clue in his heart, but he still asked in a habitual manner: Has the Evil Fire Sect withdrawn?
Retreat.
The young man approached the knife and approached the few days ago. There was a huge pattern of the city walls on the table. The cowhide pictures were painted with red and green dots and lines, and the two sides were arranged in detail in detail.
The enemy feinted the attack on the Qinglong and Zhuquemen, each of which was about a thousand people.
The young officer named Yanting pointed to the east and south city gates, with a cold expression, as if it was someone else who was experiencing that fierce offensive and defensive battle, not himself.
Another two thousand people attacked the White Tiger Sect in the west. There were more people than beasts here, probably the army of the headquarters.I sent a archer to clean the west gate. The enemy had retreated a quarter of an hour ago, and the damage must be counted after dawn.
Retreat faster.Deng Cangxing frowned and pondered: I thought it would be stalemate for a while.He tapped his fingers lightly on the edge of the table and fell into a long test for a while.
The young officer Qu Yanting followed him for several years. He knew it was Deng Zhonglang's old problem, so he stood aside with a knife without disturbing him.
The Evil Fire Sect uses the secret techniques of the heretics passed down from the Demon Sect to drive away the beasts and relies on their efforts to dominate the southern territory. The beast legion under its command is extremely resistant to fighting. If it cannot shoot and kill the beasts, these beasts will far exceed that of humans in terms of physical strength or lethality, and it is very hard to fight.
Zhang Qu, the guard of the former Nanling City, was a famous general from the Zhongjing Army. He guarded the southern portal for many years for that person. He had a high evaluation in the Tianwu Army, but he was completely defeated in the battle against the Evil Fire Sect. Eight thousand defenders were slaughtered by mountain jackals, wolves, and even white-bred tigers that flocked to the night. Less than 20% of them could retreat back to the city alive.
As soon as Zhang Qu's unnatural body was sent back to Zhongjing, the military advisor immediately sent a fast horse of eight hundred miles to transfer Deng Cang back from the western front and ordered him to replace Zhang Qu, the fallen general of Wu Feng, and quickly move to Nanling.
There are many powerful generals in the world who conquer cities and land, but there are only one general in the world who is good at defending cities, retreating, and saving the nation from millions of troops.
The night after returning to Zhongjing, the military advisor came to Deng Cangxing's mansion in Zhuquehang in the south of the city alone. The huge hall was empty, and the swaying dim lights cut her black clothes like ink, making her skin look greasy and white, like milk honey.
Deng Cangxing sat on the Taishi chair covered with white cloth, squinted his eyes and looked at the petite beauty with a smile on her face. She didn't even think of being distracted, but she felt as if she was facing a great enemy.
The military advisor didn't like him.
Just like other colleagues from the Zhongjing Army, Deng Cang-shaped's identity as a guest general marked his former army of the Hundred Army Alliance to fight against the Tianwu Army. The difficulty of the enemy is still fresh in everyone's memory; the bonds formed by both sides will never be automatically wiped out because of that person's extravagance of his blue eyes.
More importantly, no one believes that famous generals like Tengyun Hushi and Deng Cangxing can truly be inferior to others.
One singular rebellion is enough. After experiencing the pain of being betrayed, how could this tiger in his life, who has been bound by loyalty for more than ten years, still tolerate the word "loyalty" in his heart?
Who else in the world can stand his loyalty?
So Deng Cangxing has always been cautious over the years, but the doubts around him have not decreased as a result, as if his respectfulness and caution are another kind of conspiracy disguise.
The military advisor praised it.If it is useful, you can get the last general, but you can rely on the military advisor to send him.Deng Cangxing answered neither humble nor arrogantly, pretending not to understand the ridicule in her words.
In order not to show his edge, he has not snatched a vanguard in the past twelve years.
Deng Cangxing never took the initiative to fight for the most outstanding tasks of military achievements such as luring the enemy, surprise attacks, sweeping, and breaking through. He would rather take on the job of cutting off the rear and replenishing the back as long as it is not attracted attention.
Even so, the criticism and slander behind it have never stopped.
Some people questioned that he was too stubborn and had plans; some people laughed at him for being timid and not worthy of being the title of the Five Tiger Generals, and secretly gave him a nickname, calling Deng Yantou. Although the tiles on the eaves were carved with tiger faces, they were fake tigers burned in the mud of the cellar. How could they be compared with the King of the Tiger Mountain, which was proud of the deep forest?
Military Advisor Card! A laugh came out, and his watery almond eyes turned: The general is so heroic.Then I'm not polite! There is something now that I think only generals can tell, but it's difficult to tell, and I dare to say it if the general agrees.
Isn’t it just moving to defend Nanling? Deng Cangxing thought to himself.
He heard the wind on his way back to Beijing, and Zhang Qu was bitten and terrible. The Tianwu Army was mostly bravest military generals, but not everyone was willing to deal with wild beasts.
Military advisor, please tell me.
Then I will think you agreed!
The military advisor clapped and smiled, took out a small square scarf like a handkerchief from his collar, spread it on the table. The delicately embroidered monofilament exuded the sweetness of the rose in her arms, and it faintly carried a little warm frankincense, which made people feel heart-warming when it smelled.
Deng Cang looked at it with a squinted look and saw a mountain-shaped flowing water embroidered on the silk scarf, and it turned out to be a concrete and slight silk map.
I want the general to help me guard one place and take care of another place.
Deng Cangxing was slightly stunned and suddenly realized that she was not intentionally sarcastic just now. This was indeed a very difficult task. In addition to himself, he really couldn't think of another person in the Tianwu Army that could tell.
A long-lost blood rushed to his forehead. He looked down at the petite woman in front of him, and the two of them looked at each other, and they felt tacitly understood.
She glanced at him meaningfully.
This is what I mean, not the owner.
---If that person is told, he will never be allowed to die.
Deng Cangxing nodded and bowed: Deng must do his best to live up to the military advisor's desire.This means that he voluntarily becomes an accomplice of the military advisor and will not leak the content of this secret mission, including that person.
The guest general had no right to disobey, but at least he had to give him more troops; there were no strong cities and high buildings in Nanling, and if he wanted to defend himself, he would have to endure the consumption--this was the exchange condition implicit in this sentence.
The military advisor smiled sweetly, and the dark hall seemed like peonies blooming, bringing a sweet fragrance to his face.
It is best for the general to have this enlightenment.
She giggled, her little hands covering her mouth slightly raised her fine white tail fingers, like a delicately carved jade dragonfly.
General Deng Cang of Yiling obeyed the order! He ordered you to lead your own army to Nanling within seven days and defend the city without any mistakes! I will ask Chuxu City to supply as much as possible for the food and equipment needed, but the war is imminent, so please let the general persevere, and the community will be in trouble.
(This...our personal army!)
Deng Cang opened his eyes and had his caution for many years, but he had become an instinct.
He bowed his fists and avoided the embarrassment of facing the military advisor's eyes in time. After a while, a sentence burst out from his teeth: The last... the last one will get the order.
The military advisor's silver bell-like laughter echoed in the empty hall on all sides.
Deng Cangxing only remembered that she was leaning against a long-backed chair covered with white cloth. Her legs wrapped in black and thin silk were round and tight. She was wearing a pair of black satin embroidered shoes decorated with jade butterflies, which were half smaller than his palm, and less than a grip; the exposed right instep was round and delicate, and even whiter than the jade teeth.
She finally made him do it.
(This demonic woman has a very toxic heart!)
She... should be thirty-seven or eighty years old? She has never looked old all these years. Looking at her snuggling in the chair and shaking her feet gently, she is clearly a silly girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
In an instant, Deng Cangxing suddenly felt a sense of time and space disorder, as if he was in the squirm of memory, his helplessness and nowhere to vent his catharsis, all turned into a trance and hazy...
Jung-law!
Qu Yanting's voice was always cold, bringing Deng Cang-sha's thoughts back to reality.
General Hu Ben is a military rank of Deng Cang, with a sixth rank official rank, and is not a minor official in the Zhongjing Army.
In addition to Zhonglang Qiang's real official, Deng Cangxing was also named General Huya. When he was transferred to Nanling, he was specially appointed General Yiling. Yanting seemed to feel that the comforting intention was too explicit, so he refused to call him General General, and still called him General Zhonglang.
Deng Cang's throat was clear.How many people have been lost?
Thirty-five died and more than a hundred injured.Among the dead were twenty-three brothers of Shan Junzhi, and most of the injured were Xinjun.
Shan Junzhi is a direct subordinate of Deng Cang. Based on the former Hundred Army Alliance in Chuzhou, he recruited poor peasants from counties near Zhongjing to train him. After more than ten years of expedition and loss, he is now known as 1,500 cavalrymen, but in fact he is only about one thousand and only one thousand. One is killed in battle and one is deducting one point of precious combat power.
Qu Yanting was born in Shan Junzhi. In his early twenties, he was promoted to the marching Sima by Deng Cang in an extraordinary manner.
The new army he mentioned was the baby soldiers recruited from nearby after Deng Cangxing took over Nanling. Together with the remnants of the headquarters and Zhang Qu, a total of 5,000 people defended the city.
After a soldier from Shan Junzhi was removed, the loss of a new army far exceeded ten times.
But in actual combat, Shan Junzhi's deaths are often higher than those of the new army.
(Who are the dead? Are they children from Chuzhou, or are they from Jingzuo people from Chengen County and Musheng County? When... can they bring their remains back to their hometown?)
Deng Cangxing rubbed his frown and sighed in his heart.
The wind outside the tent suddenly became violent, roaring with flags.
Deng Cang's shape seemed to be able to imagine the dark and thick haze that came with the north wind in early winter in Jiangbei. If such a wind blows for a few more days, it will snow fall, just like white fluff leaking from the dark curtain, blowing all over the sky...
He observed for more than a month, paid attention to the movements of birds, beasts, grass and trees, recorded the changes in clouds and water flow, felt the bone-permeable coldness coming from the iron armor bit by bit, and judged that the snow line would cross the Zulong River this year.
The severe winter is finally coming.
Yanting! The tiger who is used to fighting on the battlefield waved his hand and did not reveal any emotion in his heart: He ordered the treasury to send out winter clothes. I expect it will snow in the next few days. Let someone take stock of the food tomorrow morning and prepare for the winter.If this winter comes quickly and vigorously, the bastards of the Evil Fire Sect will be in trouble.
Qu Yanting was right when he heard this, and a gleam of light flashed through his delicate Danfeng's eyes.
Three months ago, the Evil Fire Sect raised all its elite troops, claiming to be a 50,000 army. With ten times the strength, it surrounded a small Nanling City.
Deng Cangxing sent people to pile up corruption outside the city, digging the embankment of the Zulong River tributary. The collapsed river water flooded into Nanling City, and immediately flooded the four fields into a swamp. The siege ladders, chariots, cavalry, and even the beast troops they were good at driving were all limited to the mud, so the siege degenerated into the most primitive battle between the body and the city wall, and Nanling has been able to support it to this day.
Since the mysterious prophecy of the Three Laws has been made public, the weather in Zhongchenzhou has become colder and colder as the prophecies show, and the spring and summer seasons have gradually shortened; over the past decade, the ice and snow lines in the northern border have been moving southward, approaching Zulongjiang at an incredible speed.
The Evil Fire Cult was prosperous in the south, and its experience in combat overwinter was not as good as that of the Tianwu Army in the north. If you did not retreat, you would naturally remove these southern barbarian soldiers for the Tianwu Army in winter.
I'll prepare now.Qu Yanting bowed with a knife and hurriedly lifted the tent.
Deng Cangxing called him.
Is there any news on the ‘Water’?
I received a reward two hours ago, but there was no movement at the foot of the mountain.
Let them change to reward once every half hour.I sent my order to go up the mountain, and asked General Lu to prepare to evacuate, so don't delay any further.If the calves still refused to submit, they would tie the 'Waoku's family and bring them all back!
If possible, maybe Zhonglang would have done this long ago.
Qu Yanting pursed his lips slightly and bit a smile.
knew.The sword armor was clanging and quickly retreated into the wind. There was only one person left in the huge tent.
Deng Cang cuts the candle flowers in a shape and spreads a larger map on his back. Tuli Nanling is just a small dot on the banks of the Zulong River. The closest annotation is Chuxu City slightly north. The dots to the south are all painted with red pens. At the bottom, there are three words "Evil Fire Sect" written with red characters, and the handwriting is as red as blood.
The same situation also occurs in the east, north and west.
The huge color blocks in all directions divide the entire picture into five areas. The central willow yellow covers the smallest range, as if compressed and pushed by the four directions. The double-ring punctuation marking the word Zhongjing, and a few places such as Chuxu City in the Zulongjiang River Basin.
Originally, twelve years ago, the entire territory of Zhongchenzhou was under the rule of the Tianwu Dynasty. Unexpectedly, the imperial veins were broken overnight and the world was in chaos.
Taiyi Daofu, which represents the supreme wisdom of Zhongchenzhou, sent an envoy to make prophecy, saying that the three laws were different, and the imperial star was in all directions. So heroes and heroes rose up everywhere, and everyone called the emperor who responded to the destiny of heaven. As a result of the circular struggle, only the four forces were left behind, which really responded to the prophecy of Taiyi Daofu.
Until that person appears.
With the support of the elites from the Demon and Taoism, the man re-established the Emperor in Zhongjing for the declining Tianwu Dynasty and led the heroes to fight with all directions. After more than a hundred battles over the past decade, Zhongjing has always stood firm, and the Tianwu Dynasty has a faint revival.
As long as the figure wearing a snow-white sable fur appears on the battlefield, the Tianwu Army will be blessed like the God of War, and it can be said that it is invincible. Most of the people who laughed at the beginning of saying that the Fu family of the Tianwu Dynasty had exhausted their energy are no longer here today, but the name of that person has spread throughout the corners of Zhongchenzhou, and no one can defeat him.
They called him the heavenly tribulation, which means the disasters brought by heaven.
Fighting him against him is the greatest misfortune in the world.
However, the forces of all directions are not easy to save money. Twelve years ago, they might have thought that they were destined to be the destiny of heaven, and no one took the boy surnamed Jie from Zhaori Villa in Zhongjing seriously. Twelve years later, they finally realized that the Heavenly Jie Zhao was the most powerful and terrifying unparalleled enemy in Zhongchen Prefecture. In order to defeat him and to clear the ultimate obstacle before the throne, they now join forces to eliminate the unbeaten myth of Zhongjing.
If the information is true, Zhongjing will face an unprecedented four-way coalition, and Deng Cangxing's mission is to defend Nanling to the death, like an arrow firmly inserted into the throat of the southern streets, so that the evil fire sect could not go north.
Deng Cangxing had already planned: dig out the dike of the tributary embankment, use mud tactics to deal with siege equipment; master the navigation rights on the river surface, and force the enemy to fight to the city; if Nanling is lost, it will destroy the villages, towns, and villages along the way. If necessary, it will even let Chuxu City burn, implement the principle of strengthening the walls and clearing the fields, cross the river and other evil fire sects first, and then launch a surprise attack with half-cross...
The military advisor is right.
Tengyun Tiger View Deng Cangxing is indeed the most skilled general in the world who is good at defending cities and retreating. He can judge the situation and control the flow according to the local conditions. Whether it is given five thousand or fifty thousand people, unless God is pretending, the result will be the same.
Deng Cangshi spread his five fingers with his right hand and slowly covered the tanning map. The palm lines exposed to the wind sword and frost for many years seemed to be engraved, just like crow's feet on the corners of his eyes and temples.
No matter how difficult the situation was, the situation in the southern border was always in his control, with only one exception.
Deng Cang looked at Ji Zhang's five fingers silently. In a cinnabar pen that symbolizes the forces of the evil Fire Cult, a three-fold sharp corner was repeatedly depicted by yellow paint, with three small words "Jiuyi Mountain" written below.
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Jiuyishan General Lu Zongyuan
On the mountain road, two black shadows couldn't stop rising and falling, and were running towards the mountainside with their light skills.
The cold wind blew down the mountain. Although the trees in the middle of the road were tall, the leaves had withered yellow. The branches were combed by the wind blades, and they rolled down the mountain all the way.
The two men wore crescent crowns on their heads, their robes were divided into mysterious white colors, and their clouds were streamers. They were obviously young Taoist priests who had just received the first true dictum.
One of them held a broken sword in his hand, his forehead was scattered, and a vermilion was biting on his lips; the other was carrying a four-foot blue cloth bag, which seemed to be a sword-wrapped dress. This man not only looked more mature, but his aura was longer than his companions, and he always kept his lead in the way between rising and falling.
Suddenly there was a rustling behind, and the sparse tree canopy in the forest suddenly shaking, as if an invisible giant snake was swimming back and forth, coming all the way!
Senior brother! The young Taoist priest holding a broken sword couldn't help but turn around and his feet were slow.
The boy was at most sixteen or seventeen years old, with thin velvet on his lips and had not turned into thick and hard blue moustache. His pale face was set against his bright and bright eyes, and his appearance looked even weaker.
He hesitated a little while he shouted, and the young Taoist priest, known as the senior brother, flew out seven or eight feet further away. The two were three feet apart, and the footsteps were almost submerged by the wind.
Li Zaiwei, don’t stop! The young Taoist priest didn’t look back, and his internal force forced his voice to penetrate the wind and cut, which clearly penetrated into his junior brother’s ears: If you are not prepared on the mountain, don’t fall into the enemy’s delaying plan!
The young Taoist Li Zai was slightly shocked, but it was too late. Reflected in the depths of his dark eyes, the shaking Lin Ye quickly rushed to his front, and suddenly occupied the entire vision; with a thrust, countless black shadows rushed out of the shade and rushed towards him!
(This...this is the monster just now!)
He was attacked at the foot of the mountain before, and he couldn't see the monster's appearance clearly in a hurry. At this moment, he met again and was inexplicably frightened. He was overwhelmed by the fishy wind that was rushing to the face and barely pushed the broken sword forward. Suddenly, he heard a scream like a wolf howl. The black shadow turned over and turned around, and then raised his limbs and raised his head and whistled. Although his whole body was covered with sharp black hair, he could vaguely tell the shape of his facial features and body, which was actually his personal appearance.
Li Zaiwei was stunned and forgot to get up to fight the enemy. The half-human and half-wolf monster that was passing through Lin Ying was more than one. In the blink of an eye, four or five black shadows came in a row and wanted to swallow him---
Why are you still stunned? The green shadow waved, and the wolves howled and jumped away, and a figure fell from the sky.
Li Zaiwei blurted out: Senior brother! But he saw that the senior brother held a long bag in his hand, his sword eyebrows were upright, and his thin cheeks were slightly green like steel: I miss the roots and forget the truth! Li Zaiwei, if you teach the enemy to attack the top of the mountain, what face do you and I should use to meet the general? You are no longer a child, you should be more calm when encountering problems and not be distracted.
Li Zaiwei was shocked and sweated coldly: I...I know I was wrong.Although they were the same school, the young Taoist priest Shao Shizai was ten years older than him. In Li Zaiwei's heart, this senior brother who always called him directly was actually more like a stern master and a stern father, and his awe of him was no less than that of the leader of the head.
A pair of red eyes flashed, and the half-human and half-wolf monster dispersed and surrounded the two of them.
Shao and Li leaned back against each other. Shao Shizaiyao looked at the stone house in the mountains. His blue and white face was silent, but he was secretly anxious.
Jiuli Mountain has always been the base of the Taoist General's Literature. It has stood firm for thousands of years. If foreign enemies invade, you can only ring the Xuanquan Bell on the side of the mountain. It is said that it can move a hundred miles, and it is difficult to ban the city. When the general's Literature disciples and Taoist sects within a hundred miles hear the sound of the Xuanquan Bell, they must follow the sound and do not teach the outsiders to succeed.
But as there is chaos today, there are beacons everywhere in Zhongchenzhou. Which place is not a demon in charge of the Tao? Xuanquan Zhong is afraid that he can no longer summon the reinforcements from the Taoist sect. At best, it is just to inform the peak of Liuhe Inner Vipassana to prevent early.
But the enemy obviously saw through Shizai's plan. The group of half-human and half-wolf monsters surrounded the two of them, and they were almost at the foot of the Chengshang Pavilion on the mountainside. They couldn't help but hit the bell.
(If this continues... it will be bad!)
Shao Shizai's green cloth bag suddenly lit out, and in an instant, the sky was filled with blue shadows, and the sound of whirring sounds were endless. Each of them hit the eyebrows of a monster, poking the monsters upside down, and tilting their heads to throw away blood lines.
Unexpectedly, a sharp whistle suddenly passed by in the wind. The monsters moved when they heard the sound, and then organized attacks one after another, and they had their own set of laws.
Damn it! He gritted his teeth and cursed himself: This will continue to fight endlessly, and he must pull out the guy from Yin Yulang!
On the other side, Li Zai was slightly refreshed, and the half-cut sword in his hand became more and more fierce. A faint glow appeared on the sword, like the moonlight shining.
His sword, the Eve Sword, was a treasure of the general Lushan Mountain Envoy. When it was cast, it was a complete sword, with an extremely sharp edge.
The cultivator Suman, a cultivator in the Qingqiu Kingdom, wanted to cross this sword, but he stroked the sword and sighed: You are the one who kills people, and you are the one who bears the karma.May you be wise and wise, and you will suffer from it from now on! With one finger, the sword was broken into two pieces, and it became what you are today.
The blade of the Dunxu sword fades, and it must be poured into internal force before it can produce an invisible sword light.
Li Zaiwei's true power was swelling all over his body, and the sharp light of the broken mouth of the Xu Sword flashed, forcing the half-wolf monster around him to retreat.
Master Shao was able to cover up, pinched his fingers and recited it in his mouth. The long-standing will and concentration suddenly condensed, and his spirit reflected a flawless whiteness, ready to accept deep hints at any time.
Hey! He clapped his eyebrows, opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted in a low voice: The eagle opens his eyes, and all changes will return to the same! ‘Yi Shenshou Sun Shooting Talisman’!
The martial arts of the General's Lotus combines internal strength and talisman to stimulate potential with spiritual suggestion. The spell of the Yi Divine Shooting Sun Tail was slapped into the forehead. In the five senses and six consciousnesses of Shao Shizai, the sound of the wind and breath stopped in an instant, and everything on the dark forest suddenly became extremely clear; although it was only a short moment, I could see a dark shadow deep in the shade of the tree--
I've caught you!
Shao Shizai pulled out a long hair, hooked left and right, stretched his arms straight, just like the god Yi opened his bow; sniffed! A loud bang through the air, and the arrow attached to the internal force flew out of his hand.
With a terrifying howl, a tall man in wolf's skin jumped out of Lin Yi, his huge palm covered with blue veins covered his left eye, and a thread of blood flowed out between his fingers.
The man was more than nine feet long, with a dark chest with tangled muscles and tangled muscles. His lower body was surrounded by fur and his chest and abdomen were pricked with complex indigo patterns. The covered gray and white wolf skin fluttered in the wind, and the huge wolf's head had pointed yellow and sharp teeth, which just covered the man's head, just like a customized animal-shaped pocket.
There are six beast gods under the seat of the leader of the Evil Fire Sect. Judging from the appearance of this person, it should be that the leader of the assassination unit, Tianlang Division, entered the room to attract the wolf and Wei Yi thieves.
Shao Shizai did not expect that this gossip arrow could seriously damage one of the six beast gods of the evil fire sect. The half-wolf stopped moving, as if a puppet with a broken line, and immediately exchanged glances with his junior brother. The two of them shook their bodies and rushed out of the siege like arrows!
The thief Wei Yi behind him did not chase him.
Shao Shizai felt relieved and suddenly heard a sinister voice in his ears: Little Taoist, you can't tell that you have such skills! Tsk tsk, the fat Taoist is not badly taught.He suddenly turned his head and saw a white-faced young man with his head in a virtuous crown and a hat tassel flying around him. The man shaved his eyebrows and his face as if applying powder. His smile was very evil. At night, he looked like a gloomy lacquered puppet.
He hugged his chest with his hands in his chest while moving backwards, leaning back slightly, and actually ran backwards.
Shao Shizai's back is cold: Is this kind of light skill... a ghost of the mountain mandrel? He waved his palm against Li Shizai's vest, turned his head and shouted: Go! He stopped horizontally, blocking the white-faced young man and his junior brother.
The young man didn't take action, his toes fell lightly like a flying tide, blocking Shao Shizai's way forward, looking lazy, embracing his arms and leaning against the ancient tree. His handsome appearance contained seven-pointed yin energy. Under the moonlight, he could only see the pupils in his slender phoenix eyes, and almost no white eyes could be seen.
Li Shizai was pushed out by his senior brother. As he rose and fell, he saw that the pavilion was within ten feet, so he did not dare to turn around and ran wildly with his breath.
Want to leave?
A string of silver bells burst out from the forest, and a charming force that made people's blood rushing was hidden.
Li Shizai's eyes turned white, and a wide sleeve like flowing snow swept over with a strong fragrance. As soon as the fragrance penetrated into his nose, his knees suddenly became a little soft: It's... poisonous! He quickly put his breath and jumped.
Unexpectedly, Xiangfeng seemed to entangle him and could not even wave it. Li Shizai danced with both hands and staggered back until a palm came from behind. A soft and harmonious inner power penetrated into his body. His spiritual platform suddenly cleared: Master... Senior brother! When he turned around, he saw that Shao Shizai's face turned ashen, and the two of them returned to their original place.
A beautiful woman in the palace dress came gracefully from the moon, with a melon-shaped face, a thin willow waist, a white and plump breast half exposed, and her small jade feet were wearing a pair of pink satin embroidered shoes. Her eyes were as silk as silk, and even her voice was particularly sweet.
Why did the dignified Tianlang Master hang the lottery? Come on, let Mèier pull out the hair for the Master lord, don’t delay the injury, and one eye was broken.She completely ignored the existence of Shao and Li, and said softly to Wei Yitou in the shadow of the tree, her tone was full of love, but there was no sympathy on her face. She pursed her beautiful cherry lips, which was obviously gloating.
On the other end, the young man with his arms folded and leaned against a tree, and his white face looked like a ferret and smiled gloomy, saying a hint of teasing.
Nightmare Dao Mèi Fox, Master Wei has been your lover, making you die. People say that a couple has been kind to each other for a lifetime, how can you be so ruthless? The little Taoist priest's "gossy arrow" has a potential force. Once the hair is threaded into the body, it is connected to the qi and meridians. This pull will not stop the pain and penetrate into the bone marrow, and maybe even the eyeballs will be pulled out.
The palace beauty, known as the nightmare fox, had her cheeks flushed and covered her mouth and smiled shyly.
You are so heartless! mèi'er... Since you tasted your benefits, you have no one else in your heart! There are so many men in the world, who can match my Dongxiang Siming? His almond eyes rolled and said in a sweet voice: If the hair is not pulled out, and the air will be inserted into the brain sooner or later, it will be a dead end.The Dongxiang Siming master had such good looks and martial arts, and no one in this sect could surpass him. Once the Wei Sizhu died, the five hundred dead soldiers of the Tianlangsi were still under the jurisdiction of the East Warriors?
The young man with white face, named Dongxiang Siming, clamped his fingers lightly, stroked his long silk rope and hat tassel, and his black eyes flashed a few times, and said in a slight smile: You have always been pleased by the leader, and maybe the people of Wei Yi thieves will be under your control of "Ye Meisi". Where is my share?"
Weasel and fox, I haven’t died yet!
The burly giant man stood up from the shadow of the tree. Wei Yi, the assassination pioneer of the Evil Fire Cult and the leader of the Tianlang Division, stepped out of Lin Yi, closed his bloody left eye tightly, and a smirk appeared on his face covered with blue patterns, gritting his teeth at Shao Shizai: OK! Little Zamao, hello, very good! What a "goss-sleeve arrow" that penetrated the body and ragged! He pulled the arrow in his hand, and howled a long time, and pulled out a flesh-and-blooded eyeball!
Wei Yi's roar fell, and opened his empty left eye socket and swallowed his left eye. The long hair in his hand was still stained with thick red blood beads, falling to the ground drippingly.
Li Zaiwei was stunned, but Wei Yijiu was very proud and raised his head to laugh: Eat it and then melt the flesh and blood again, this eye is mine, and no one can take it away! The white fangs were stained with some red and white slurry stains that looked like meat but not meat, which was shocking.
Dongxiang Siming sighed and said: Wei Yibi, you have fallen into a trap! Once this gossip arrow is pulled out, the qi and meridians are pulled by the arrow thread, and bleeding is difficult to control, and the light flow can kill you.It is said that "the most toxic woman's heart" is a pity that you don't listen to your brother's advice.
Nightmare Mèi Fox Ouch, with a wave of the snow-white satin sleeves, covering your mouth and sneering: Dongxiang Siming, your plan to kill people with a knife is too poisonous.I have so many injuries, so don’t blame the good people.The mouth of the neck was slightly opened, and on the snow-white milk, a bright red silk thread tied a small gilt bottle the size of a finger. The red thread rose and fell violently along the proud peaks and valleys, making the skin look crystal clear as snow, particularly white and greasy.
When Wei Ketuo saw her two tit-for-tat, he felt a stern: They were deliberately pretending to behave and finally dragged me to death.Listening to the slight sound from the wind, he shouted: Medicine seat! Can this injury be cured?
Shao Shizai and Li Zaiwei were just surprised, and a hoarse and old voice suddenly came from the forest: Are you worried that you can't cure? Humph!
Dongxiang Siming's expression changed slightly. He suddenly turned around and saw a short old man holding a crutch walking out from behind. His eyes were red and two sharp front teeth burst out from his shriveled mouth. He was probably only as tall as Wei Ke's waist, and he looked like a thousand-year-old rabbit spirit, with both funny and weird appearance.
The old man walked tremblingly by Siming in Dongxiang and passed by Shao and Li. The strange-shaped wood with a rugged tree waved, and a little blue light flew into the hands of Wei Yizhe.
After taking this medicine, bleeding will cause coagulation within a moment. If I can only suffer from bleeding for a quarter of an hour, I don’t have to take it anymore, and I’ll waste my medicine. The old man sat on the big rock next to the road. Since then, the escape route between Shao and Li has been completely cut off. He has to go to the pavilion halfway up the mountain and must pass the old man.
Shao Shizai's heart sank to the bottom.
There is only one person who is proficient in medicine in the Evil Fire Sect, who is the palm medicine chair of the West Chamber to help Xixiang help the elderly.
This person is not only ranked first among the six major beast gods, but also helped Sikongdu, the leader of the Evil Fire Sect, establish a foundation. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is below one person and above ten thousand people.
The commander of medicine, Xixiang helps the elderly, the commander of soldiers, Dongxiang's commander of Tianlang, Wei Yijiu, and Yemei's commander of Yandao, and the commander of Yemei's commander of Yandao. Seeing that the six beast gods had already made their debut, it seems that the evil fire sect is bound to be successful in the journey tonight.
Dongxiang Siming claimed to be unparalleled in light skills, but was bullied by the old man. His face stinged and said with a forced smile: I thought I could take the lead and seize the first skill of attacking the mountain. I didn't expect that the medicine was still stronger and stronger. It was still before us. Siming admired it very much.
Xixiang Fu Lao's red eyes rolled up and his expression was indifferent.
You continue to chat! Don’t pay attention to my old man, wait until the leader comes, and then we will go up the mountain together.The three of them were shocked when they heard this. They remembered the leader's order. The back became cold and there was no interest in intrigue. They turned their heads at the same time, and their five eyes were concentrated on Shao and Li.
The nightmare Taoist fox's almond eyes rolled, moved his lotus steps lightly, walked forward gracefully, and said in a sweet voice: Little Taoist, be obedient, you can suffer less bits and pieces.What did you send out today? Tell me and my sister.
Shao Shizai was shocked: General Deng’s ‘washing’ was elusive, and even the guardian stakes of the mountain were difficult to grasp. How secretive is today? How can the Evil Fire Sect know? No! It must be her bluffing.After calming down, he replied in a deep voice: General's Lamp and the Evil Fire Sect have never violated the rivers. What do you want to trek into this mountain tonight and kill the disciples of my sect?
The fox's eyes were flowing, and he laughed at Gu Dongxiang Siming and Wei Yi and the thief, saying: Listen, this little Taoist priest pretended to be stupid! He looked back coldly and said: This sect has declared war on the pseudo emperor in Zhongjing. Your family's general is the close friend of "that person", and he also leads the general's disciples to Beijing to participate in the war, which is the enemy of our sect.You also know that once the war begins, Jiuji Mountain will inevitably be lost, so you communicate with Deng Cang, Nanling and secretly transport such a "baby". What I said is not right?
Li Zaiwei looked miserable and said in a trembling voice: Senior brother...
Shao Shizai had a blue face and said sternly: Nonsense! How dare that witch?... Suddenly he was stunned and could not continue.
It turned out that with a wave of the sleeves of the nightmare, there were more than a dozen corpses hanging from the woods behind him. The dead were all brown clothes, brown scarf covered with faces, short knife inserted into their waists, and an owl embroidered on their chests. Although the embroidery worker was clumsy, it had an indescribable mystery of deep diving.
--- tile stalk.
Looking at the corpses whose neck was hanging by thick ropes and whose blood was stained with brown robe, Shao Shizai felt that the blood in his body was cold.
The nightmare fox laughed sweetly: These owls are pretty good, but it’s a pity that they met my Ye Meisi.Little Taoist, if you are obedient and honest, your sister will make you die ecstatic. Not only will it not be painful, but it will also be a bliss that you can't imagine in your life.If you teach Wei Sizhu or Siming to ask, you are afraid you will be eager to die.
Shao Shizai sneered: Shamelessly, the demon! Under the general's sect, there are no greedy people who are afraid of death! You... Suddenly, the black wind swayed in front of you, the beast smelled scent came to your nose, and a pain in your left eye, and a blood arrow spewed out to the sky.
Wei Yizhe smiled so hard that his white fangs showed his bloody ball in his hand, which was Shao Shizai's left eye.
Eye for an eye, tooth for an tooth.Wei Yizhe grinned his teeth, his eyes were cold, and the blue tattoos on his face were twisted like snakes: What else do you want? One hand or one leg?
Shao Shizai covered his left eye, and blood kept oozing from his fingers; he looked at the sank corpse with a slight gaze, and he silently thought in his heart: 1, 2...17. When the Wazan was on the rotation of the mountain, there were twenty people in each shift. In other words, at least three of them escaped the sniper.
(So...the things have been sent out safely!)
Shao Shizai smiled and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
The fox looked sharply at the eyes of the fox, smiled, waved his hand into the void, and shouted with a sharp voice: Things are not on the mountain! Go to Nanling quickly! The shadows of the trees hanging with the corpse were moved, and countless Ye Meisi secret spies were sinking into the darkness. More than a dozen tiled corpses were left hanging in the forest, rising and falling with the shaking branches.
The stunning beauty wrapped in light gauze and pink satin turned around suddenly, and her slim water snake waist twisted, making her jade buttocks look round and plump, extremely graceful.
Where are you going? Dongxiang Siming hugged his arms and glanced at him, and asked coldly.
The nightmare Mèi Fox chuckled, and said with a slight chuckle, "Go and lose your punishment!" Ye Meishi got the information, and asked you to send troops to surround the mountain in the east wing, and pay one of the eyes of the Lord Tianlang... If the treasures entered Nanling, the four of us still have their lives? Dongxiang Siming had no expression on his face, but Wei Yizhe was shocked and turned around and called out: Medicine!
The helper of Xixiang stood up tremblingly with a cane and walked straight up the mountain.
I only remember the leader said that except for such a "treasure", there is no armor left on Jiuyi Mountain! It is the order of the leader to seize treasures and occupy the mountain.Wei Yizhe was stunned and said with a grim smile: Then I will choose ‘Don’t leave any armor’!
This is the moment when Shao Shizai was waiting for.
The two foxes and Fu Lao moved, and the situation of siege immediately had a gap. Shao Shizai took advantage of Wei Yizhe to distract himself, and suddenly pulled down his belt and stepped on it. The other end was over the elbow, and the whole person pulled into a giant bow, turned around and yelled: Li Zaiwei, hurry!
Li Zaiwei came back to his senses and jumped up, kicking his body across the tense belt. Shao Shizai's successful power came, and suddenly shot Li Zaiwei out! The Yi Sun Shooting Talisman he attached to his forehead had not yet been lifted, and this shot was no less than a strong bow and crossbow. Li Zaiwei suddenly crossed over Xixiang's old man's head and flew towards the Chengzhang Pavilion!
Wei Yi found out that he was trapped, shouted loudly, and swept his claws into the air.
No! Xixiang Fu Lao hurriedly stopped drinking, one step slowing down.
Li Zaiwei was swept by two claws and her mouth was spitting blood. Her castration was even faster. In the blink of an eye, she crossed ten feet away and fell heavily in front of the stone house on the mountainside, vomiting a wall of red eyes.
The four walls of the house are made of stone, with no windows or doors, and the brick joints are as dense as hair, so even the blade cannot be inserted into it. Even if an old ebony plaque with the Chengzhu Pavilion was hung under the eaves, it is impossible to tell where it looks like a pavilion.
There must be something strange in that pavilion! Xixiang helped the old man in an instant, and rushed towards Li Zaiwei.
Li Shizai was beaten to the point of being star-stirring. He heard the sound of breaking through the air in a trance. He gritted his teeth and inserted the Xunxu sword into the keyhole in front of the stone house. Damn! The inner hole of the machine spring bit the broken sword. He pressed the hilt with his body's strength. Suddenly, the four walls roared, and the earth and powder fell. The whole house was swallowed by dust and dust. The vibration was so strong that even the ground around him shook.
What mechanism is this?
Xixiang Fu Lao suddenly stopped, and swung the smoke and dust away, but saw the four walls of the stone house sinking into the ground, and only the four corners of the pillars supported the eaves of the brackets, which really looked like a pavilion.
There is no cross beam in the pavilion, but is hung with copper-cast suspended wood. Although the surrounding earth is shaking, the bell body is not shaking.
The clock was incredibly large, with its edges almost sticking to the four walls of the original stone house. The bell was covered with simple Kui-shaped cloud and thunder patterns, and the whole body was dense, without a trace of space.
The vortex-like patterns are symmetrical and delicate, the logic is complex and not trivial, exuding a quiet and distant atmosphere.
Li Zaiwei helped Xuanquanzhong get up, but she was too seriously injured. She struggled a few times but could not get up.
When Shao Shizai saw him from afar, he felt a grip on his heart and couldn't help but scream: Li Zaiwei! Go quickly, run away quickly! Suddenly, smell a strong beast scent, and the cold voice of Wei Yiji came from behind himself: Go? Can you go? A bunch of your throat has been pinched off the ground, and the hairy giant palms that were slinging the neck tightened, making it difficult to inhale the air.
He suddenly understood.
You idiot, Li Zaiwei; you are both impulsive and uneasy, and you are so self-righteous.
Secret passage... Shao Shizai lowered his head and whispered: Under the Xuanquan Bell... He seemed to be enduring some pain, his teeth were chewing, and his whole body was shaking.
Wei Yizhe heard it clearly and sang: Medicine seat! The little Taoist priest said that the entrance to the secret passage is under the bell!
The old man walked forward with a crutch. Sure enough, there was a large dark round hole under the Xuanquan Bell, and the diameter happened to be larger than the clock. The hole was built like a well, and the inside was deep and there was no bottom. A vague sense of moist water.
Xixiang helped the old man a little bit, drag Li Zaiwei to the edge of the well: The hole is so deep, you go down and explore the old man first! But these legs are not used.Twist and broke his leg bones.
Li Zai's face was as white as white paper, and his body shook slightly, and he couldn't even scream.
Xixiang Fu Lao was about to throw him down, but suddenly he saw his lips twitching a few times, but he didn't know what he said, so he got closer: Little Taoist, what did you say just now?
I mean... Li Zai smiled with his eyes closed: You can't use your legs anymore.Holding the hilt of the Dunxu Sword lifted, the stone wall suddenly rose!
Xixiang helped the elderly quickly jumped back, but Li Zaiwei's right arm grew rapidly and grabbed the old man's ankle.
Li Zaiwei's upper body was horizontally beside the well cave, and his waist and abdomen were mostly outside the pavilion. The stone wall mechanism was together, and he was immediately rolled into two sections, but his broken right hand did not fall. Xixiang Fu Lao was hung upside down and clamped to the top of the wall, touching! He hit the eaves of the pavilion.
Wei Yi's thief general Shao Shizai shook him away, and found that the stone wall had fallen down again. Xixiang Fu Lao fell to the ground in a mess, dragging his broken hand and crawling with his belt, and then climbed out of the pavilion.
Medicine seat! Are you okay?
Just because of this little stinky little hair? Humph! The old man in Xigo was so shocked that he kicked half of the limbs that fell to the ground back into the pavilion, groping and picking up the wooden crutch.
Death means death, and life is ruined! If you want the old man’s life, it’s just a waste of death.
My junior brother's life will never be sacrificed in vain.
Shao Shizai stood up with a long bag, swish! He threw away the blue cloth, revealing a bronze drumstick engraved with the shape of a dragon's head. He raised his last bit of strength and threw the drumstick towards the Chenggong Pavilion on the mountainside!
Kui Shen Boom was originally the only treasure in the world that could strike the Xuanquan Bell.
(Li Zaiwei! Senior brother... Senior brother did what you mean!)
Shao Shizai knelt down dejectedly, as if he saw his junior brother sitting against the bell in the distance, smiling slightly and closing his eyes.
The Kui Shen, who was surrounded by wind and thunder, rushed into the pavilion and attacked the huge bronze bell!
In an instant, the scenery around the clock body was slightly distorted, and the invisible sound waves seemed to pull everything in, and suddenly burst out! Li Zaiwei, who was closest to the Xuanquan Bell, was in the brunt of the head, and the body suddenly turned into powder; Xixiang was too late to help the old man, so Mu Guai threw it away, turned around and flew out of the pavilion, but the twisted and deformed space flew to catch up with him. The old man's body stagnated, and the lines of his body also twisted and trembled. Suddenly, blood from the seven orifices shot. When he landed on the ground, he was curled up and died on the spot.
The grand bell rang across the earth.
Dongxiang Siming and Yandao foxes covered their ears and flew back, and were suddenly shocked and their qi and blood surged.
As the Xuanquan Bell shook the sky, white smoke suddenly surged from the mountains, and the mountains of Zhou rose and fell one after another. The originally withered mountain forest was filled with a wet mist and dew, and the vision suddenly became scattered.
What's going on?
The two looked at each other and suddenly saw someone roaring and cutting through the clouds and mist, holding a bloody Taoist priest in his hand. It was Wei Yi, the leader of the Tianlang Department.
When Dongxiang Siming saw him holding a broken arm, he looked closely and found that he was actually catching Shao Shizai. The little mao's right sleeve was empty. It seemed that his right hand was torn off by Wei Yi's thief, and he fainted from pain.
No! The person surnamed Wei is crazy and it is hard to guarantee that he will not take the life of the little Taoist priest!
Dongxiang Siming flew forward, pointed an iron fan in his sleeve, and quickly pointed Wei Yizui's right eye, throat, and chest Danzhong point; kicked his feet out in succession, and even kicked his vagina down.
Although Wei Yi lost his mind, his reaction was still there. The two of them changed a few moves in a row. Wei Yi had to put down the hostages, but Dongxiang Siming retreated quickly and turned around and whispered: Use poison!
The nightmare said that the fox cloud swung his sleeves, and a bright fragrance mist scattered towards him. The jade fingers in the sleeves were slid, like a pipa, and three colorless and tasteless medicines were shot out. Wei Yi and the thief were approaching two steps, and suddenly staggered back, as if they were drunk.
The nightmare fox frowned: Wei Yi thief! It's so cool, why are you going crazy?
Dongxiang Siming sneered.
He is deaf.
When the fox saw that Wei Yijiu saw that two thin blood lines were flowing in the ears of Wei Yijiu. He turned his head and kept turning, as if he was trying to distinguish the direction. After a while, he turned around and his gloomy right eye faced Dong and Yan, his expression no longer as crazy as before.
The nightmare fox pointed Shao Shizai's acupoints casually. Seeing that the broken arm gradually stopped bleeding, Shao Shizai was still unconscious and couldn't help but complain: Look at the good thing you did! Once this clue was broken, how could he explain to the leader? Wei Yi couldn't listen, but just looked at her gloomyly. The remaining right eye was covered with a cold light like a beast, and looked at people all over.
The clues remained unbroken.Look, isn't it everywhere? Dongxiang Siming wiped out the dust on his body and said leisurely: When the Xuanquan bell rings, the water vapor bursts out of the ground, and the two are connected.
So what?
According to rumors, the sound of Xuanquan bells is hundreds of miles away, and the city is difficult to ban. No matter how far it is, it can attract reinforcements from the Taoist sect for the general's talisman.Now the south is full of the sphere of influence of our evil fire sect, and Deng Cang, the Tianwu Army, is trapped in Nanling. If you want to talk about reinforcements, it is impossible to reach a hundred miles.These two little Taoist priests were willing to sacrifice their lives to ring the bell. What do you think is for?
The nightmare meèi fox's eyebrows moved.
you mean……
The bell may be a warning to inform the people on the mountain that we are coming and we should be prepared as soon as possible; it may also be to activate some mechanism. The mist all over the mountains and fields is strange, and it seems to be a kind of maze formation to prevent us from going up the mountain.No matter what kind of explanation, there is only one meaning behind it--
Dongxiang Siming smiled coldly.
What we want is most likely still on the mountain!
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