Wang Xie Yi took half a step back with a white face, sobbing and not knowing what to say. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What he has in his heart, the queen mother in his heart, the queen mother he sees in front of him who is still like a little girl, should be a graceful and luxurious, motherly and generous person like a bodhisattva.

But if this is an order given by a general and a man, Wang Xie Yi will only think that he is experienced, brave, and wise.

But is it wrong for the queen to give this order? She is right, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, and it is precisely because of her own cowardice and ignorance of the art of war that so many people will die right now.

Pan Tongju hit him at this time: "What are you thinking! The noble man kindly helped us think of a countermeasure, and this method is very good! Let's show those hateful Great Moon people how good we are! Most of the dead and wounded were poured with hot oil, and they would definitely not attack again for a while, unless this seventh prince was even more stupid than the third prince! If he didn't want to chill the hearts of the soldiers, he would definitely have to rest. This gives us time, we can also slow down, you see, this noble man gave an order, everyone's morale is high, you are so dead, don't blame me for not taking you to play when the time comes! ”

Song Mier looked at Pan Tongju quietly, and smiled Ruoruo, "This is not enough, I also need you to lie down on the cliff and fight and scold below, be careful not to raise your head and let the following shoot." ”

Pan Tong was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Dare to ask nobles, nobles, why is this?" ”

Song Mier smiled, "Most of the people in Dayue are reckless and can't stand the excitement, if you scold him like this, it will only make him very angry, and he can't wait to climb up and attack, wouldn't it be that there are more people smashed?" ”

Pan Tongju opened his mouth, and after a while, his right hand clenched his fist and pounded it in his left palm, "The noble man is a good plan!" The nobleman does not lose his son! As he spoke, Pan Tong no longer paid attention to Wang Jieyi, who was still stunned and had not figured it out, and beckoned to the militia below, "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up, do what your nobleman says!" ”

Sure enough, the villagers in the mountains and wilderness can scold anything, but the education level of the calendar is relatively high, everyone can scold the Riba people, and they can also scold the spring and white snow, and the Dayue people who are generally not highly educated are stunned, and they don't know how to fight back.

If you don't know how to fight back, then fight back! Otsuki is athletic, grabbing the knot and rubbing it up. "My lord! There are three or five more knots, and they're about to climb up! "The crouching soldier above reported the situation.

This is the time! Song Mier waved his gesture, and the prepared falling rocks rolled down in an instant!

・・・・・・

Standing down the cliff under the seventh prince of the big moon, his face was gloomy, his right ankle jumped and hurt, he held the nine-section whip, watching a column of soldiers climb up, the knuckles of his fingers were pinched and gurgling, if it weren't for the two Dali people who hurt themselves, how could they stoop to the third brother, the inferior soldier, now the inconvenience of the legs and feet can not let more people know, if you find the three ugly women, you must make them break into pieces!

The eyes of the Seven Princes were gloomy, and suddenly he heard a rumbling sound from above, and he raised his head suddenly, his pupils dilated, and countless falling rocks rolled down one after another, hitting the soldiers who climbed up, and the soldiers on the ground went to the rescue, or his hands slipped and slipped and fell to the head of the next soldier, and they were crowded together one after another, and they had to avoid the falling rocks, so they were not embarrassed.

The falling rocks continued, the Seventh Prince had a black face, and ordered the team leader to order people to evacuate, the team leader had just received the order, and suddenly heard the sound of breaking the sky, and everyone looked up suddenly, only to see that the unknown liquid was pouring from the cliff.

"Not good! Evacuate! The Seventh Prince's eyes were full of cracked blood and veins, and he screamed, and the green tendons on his neck burst out. And the soldiers above who are dodging the falling rocks you push me, noisy and shouting, I didn't hear what the Seven Princes roared at all, looking back and exploring, I only felt that something hit my face and body, my body suddenly became heavy, and the strange and pungent smell spread, a soldier wiped his face with a free hand, his face was very oily, and before he could react, he suddenly felt a heat on the top of his head, and when he looked up, countless burning torches were thrown down, with the sound of the wind.

Before the torch arrived, the spark went first, and as soon as it ignited, the fire engulfed a soldier in an instant.

In an instant, countless torches fell on the rope ladder, on the soldiers, and on the ground, and the fire burned violently, and the valley was filled with wails, and countless soldiers fell from the rope ladder and burned from the cliff to the valley and the earth.

The soldiers who had gone to the ground to remove the fallen rocks to rescue the wounded were also set on fire, and they cried in the light of the fire and rolled on the ground to extinguish the fire.

But the ground was full of tung oil, and as soon as it fell to the ground, the tung oil spread far away, and the horses of the Seven Princes screamed and neighed, almost throwing the Seven Princes off their horses.

"Withdraw! Remove! Remove! The Seventh Prince couldn't care about the soldiers who were still burning at the moment, his ankle was throbbing uncontrollably, and he was about to cry, "Withdraw!" Don't come forward again! Stay alive! He rode his horse and turned around and ran out, and the rest of the soldiers were red-eyed, and had no other way but to abandon his brother who was still burning and chase after the Seventh Prince.

The fire burned from noon to midnight, and until dinner, the painful wails of the soldiers below could be faintly heard.

Wang Xie Yi couldn't bear to look sideways, tears rolled in his eyes, his face was pale, and he didn't dare to come forward to investigate.

Wang Ruosu and Mrs. Wang had already sat in the back to rest, and had stopped bandaging the wounded with Zhu Lu. They don't feel terrible when they look at these stumps and severed arms everywhere with blood, but listening to the endless wails below, they feel that the fire is burning the air hot, as if they are going to pounce on their faces in the next moment, and the endless imagination gives them endless fear.

Only Song Mier stood on the edge of the cliff with her back straight, and the hot wind carried her skirt and hair tails hunting, and everyone couldn't see her expression, and they didn't dare to look at her expression. At this moment, she seems to be so independent. At this moment, everyone realized that they were different from her.

The cliff was filled with the smell of burning tung oil and burnt meat, and the thought of the charred corpse of a human made everyone almost sick.

Fortunately, this side of the cliff is mostly bare rocks, there is no medium, it can't be burned, and everyone is very careful to pour oil and fire, although one-sided is overwhelming the opponent, but who says this is not a life-and-death struggle.

Only Pan Tongju looked still in good spirits, and volunteered to cover his nose to investigate the situation of his head, but his face was very bad when he came back, but he still insisted on reporting to Song Mier: "Nobleman, there is no one under the head, I think the seven princes are afraid that they have fled to the outside of the mountain, and there are piles of charred corpses all over the ground, and the morale of the other party will definitely be greatly reduced, according to the lower officials, we will definitely be able to sleep well tonight!" ”

"Soldiers are poor too. but they will bear the penalty for the iniquity that others have committed. Song Mier said in a deep voice, "However, tonight, if the Seven Princes don't sneak attack, we can sleep well." ”