Chapter 131: Heavenly Fury Extinguishes Enemy Flames
Even Qinglong froze, frowning, faintly anxious, and faintly expectant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The corners of Nangong Douling's mouth were tilted to one side, his face was proud, and the dark red fire light rolled in the clouds.
The first person to see pointed to the sky, "What's that......"
Everyone looked up in unison, and a flaming stone flew out of the clouds, swooping down towards the earth at a speed like lightning.
The stone was immense, larger than the village below the hillside, and its shadow covered the entire land, plunging the battlefield into darkness, and the light of the fire on the stone illuminated everyone's face.
On horseback, Nangong Douling silently put his hands on his chest, raised a few fingers, staggered and staggered, and a roar of anger broke the silence.
"Crack!"
The fiery red boulder exploded and scattered into countless small stones.
These burning stones seemed to have eyes, and they were specifically aimed at Yan Jun.
They ran eastward, and the stone pursued eastward, always biting their buttocks, until they could not run, and the stone struck them in the back, and the fire suddenly rose and burned on them, and the burning man rolled on the ground in agony.
Nangong Douling frowned and endured this cruel scene, she persuaded herself not to be soft-hearted at the critical moment, otherwise her previous efforts would be wasted.
Under the repeated pursuit of flames and stones, Yan Jun suddenly cried wolf, "Don't chase me! Don't come here!" ran so much that even his pants fell off.
The rain of flint finally stopped, and the Yan army did not have a chance to breathe, and was exhausted, and had to deal with the spears and swords of the Zhao army immediately.
"General Qinglong, why did you become a demon and a monster?" a general of the Yan Kingdom riding a russet war horse killed in front of Qinglong.
"General Purple Shirt, are you finally willing to come to the battlefield in person? In the previous battles, I have never seen your figure, and it seems that you have become bolder. Qinglong sneered.
"You retreated like a group of monkeys at Iris Pass, but you turned back and ambushed me, so insidious. The other party is also sharp-tongued.
"It's not as good as you, you let a little monster with the size of a palm burn my military camp with black fire oil in the forest, this evil plan is admirable. ”
The purple-shirted general looks like he is in his early thirties, with delicate eyebrows and a decent temperament in his facial features.
Nangong Douling thought that there was a beast without humanity hidden under this sanctimonious skin.
She rode over and asked, "Where's Yuexian?"
"How do you know the name of my little pet?" there was an evil aura in the eyes of the purple-shirted general, "He is gone, I heard that he captured your quicksand general, and then there is no trace of him, didn't you kill him? Why do you pretend to ask me where he is." ”
Nangong Douling looked around the chaotic battlefield, and indeed as he said, he found no trace of the moon, guessing that he followed Nangong Douling's advice, stayed away from human strife, and no longer served the purple-shirted general.
Nangong Douling saved nonsense, "Qinglong, capture the thief and capture the king first, and capture him alive for me." ”
"Yes, Lord Nangong. ”
"Lord Nangong? Hahaha! You actually call a woman an adult? General Qinglong, it is rumored that you are not close to women, when did you also confuse women to such a depraved point?"
Qinglong didn't reply, and swept towards the purple-shirted general with the diamond-shaped iron blade of the soul attracting banner.
The other party struggled to open the Qinglong offensive, the green dragon was no longer a mortal, it could be described as infinitely powerful, and it was difficult for ordinary people to parry.
Nangong Douling was watching the battle intently, and suddenly, a cold light flashed in the corner of her eyes, she was startled, the white horse fell forward, and the horse's two front legs were cut off alive.
Nangong Douling rolled off the horse's back, knelt on one knee on the ground, stabilized his body, and looked at the white horse struggling in a pool of blood in dismay.
Once again, she felt the brunt of the killing.
War is so disgusting and terrifying, why do humans continue to indulge in such games?
Whether in ancient times or in modern times, the flames of war in the world have never been completely extinguished.
Nangong Douling was tired of everything in front of her, this was not the thrill she was pursuing, she longed for an adventure full of fun, not a random slaughter of living beings.
The Yan soldier, who had severed the horse's limbs, jumped over the horse with a knife, and the blade slashed at her.
Nangong Douling ran out of white talismans, she picked up a stone with her hand, used up the last trace of aura, and made an invisibility spell, the stone flew to the enemy's head, and Yan Jun fell backwards.
Nangong Douling jumped over, snatched the wide-backed long knife in his hand, held the handle of the knife with both hands, raised it high, and stabbed the tip of the knife straight towards the man.
The man screamed, and Nangong Douling looked down at him panting.
The man's closed eyes slowly opened, and to his surprise that he was not dead, the tip of the knife stuck in his ear, cutting off a piece of his ear.
Nangong Douling pulled out the tip of the knife, and the man covered his ears and rolled, "It hurts!"
"If you are missing a piece of meat, it will make you feel like this, and if you have two legs less, it will definitely make you cool to ascend to heaven!"
Nangong Douling angrily stabbed him into his thigh, and the man turned to hug his thigh, unable to shout in severe pain, and his face was pale.
Even if this bastard can leave this battlefield alive, he will have to be disabled for the rest of his life, and Nangong Douling's heart is happy.
It can be regarded as avenging the white horse, but Nangong Douling never wants to kill people with his own hands.
Nangong Douling walked to the side of the white horse and squatted down, the white horse was still out of breath, but the blood was pouring infusion, and it seemed that he would not live long.
She stroked the mane on the horse's neck, "You have done your duty for Zhao Guo, thank you, go with peace of mind." ”
The horse slowly closed her eyes under the soothing of her palm.
Someone behind her called her, "Lord Nangong......"
She turned her head to see that the green dragon was pressing the purple-shirted general's back with the soul attraction, and the guy was kneeling under the horse, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.
"It's fast enough, I just diverted people's attention, and you captured people, worthy of my Shikkai. ”
Nangong Douling smiled slightly, if it would take half a day to even clean up an ordinary person, then she would be disappointed in Qinglong.
She threw away her weapon, climbed on a big rock, clasped her hands around her mouth, and shouted loudly: "General Purple has become a prisoner of Zhao State! The soldiers of Yan State have surrendered to me, I can consider opening the net and sparing your lives!"
The Yan soldiers looked at her at a loss one by one.
Zhao Jun also looked very stunned, and exclaimed: "It's only been half a day, and Master Nangong has captured the purple-shirted general alive?
Nangong Douling instructed Qinglong to bring the Purple Shirt General to the stone, she raised her foot and stepped on the Purple Shirt General's shoulder, "Tell your subordinates to surrender, otherwise, let your head fall to the ground, kill you alone, and exchange me for the peace of the village, which is cost-effective." ”
The purple-shirted general shouted hoarsely: "Don't fight! I admit defeat, you surrender, throw the weapons in your hands to the ground, and those who do not obey will bear the consequences." ”
The Yan soldiers glanced at each other, their faces showed a dejected expression, their arms hung down weakly, and their swords fell to the ground one after another.
Zhao Jun cheered and immediately started to tie up Yan Jun.
Nangong Douling looked at Qinglong amid this cheer, "The war is over." ”