What happened?

Liu Kui also asked, he ran in the walled castle with the remaining firelight, there were corpses everywhere, the dead corpses were not terrible, he had never seen any miserable dead corpses, he kept rummaging among these dead corpses.

And what about the bastards? And what about the bastards?

Ran away? Ran away?

"I'll watch you guys! I'll be watching you guys! He shouted repeatedly, and finally found a familiar face under the walls.

A huge head, round eyes, and a hideous beard.

Liu Kui trembled his hands and wanted to turn him over, but it was a little laborious, it turned out that Xu Bangmao's hands were holding a Fan person, and a spear pierced the two together, or Xu Bangmao was holding this person and hitting this spear.

Liu Kui's eyes widened, and he didn't separate them in the end, he stood up a little dazed and looked around.

What about them? What about them?

He walked forward with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

I'm going to watch you, I'm going to watch you!

I'll be watching you guys! Don't run! All back! All back!

Liu Kui let out a roar and sat up, the night wind was whistling, and the summer night sky was shining with stars.

Is it a dream? It's a dream! That's great!

Hurried footsteps kept ringing, talking, shouting, horses neighing, crackling, and all kinds of noises were filled.

“… The number of dead and wounded has not come out..."

“… How many beheadings are there for the thieves..."

“… The corpses were burned on the spot...."

"....Eighteen people were found alive... It can also be cured..."

"The wounded soldiers are transported away first..."

Casualties! Corpses! Liu Kui was cold for a moment, it was not a dream!

He got up and stumbled in one direction.

The dense pile of corpses had been cleared, and there were only heads on one side. It was the thief who was beheaded. It is to be transported back as a meritorious reward. Although it has only been a day's work, the smell of summer is already everywhere, and countless flies and insects are buzzing and hovering on it.

On one side is the corpse of his comrade, and the corpse here will naturally not be separated, but neatly organized, and the big pit over there is being dug up, and it can be buried on the spot before dawn.

Liu Kui pounced and stumbled through the group of dead bodies. One, two, three, four...

From time to time he stopped and sat on the ground, then got up again and searched, and sat on the ground again, and got up again....

"Liu Da, what are you doing!" Someone couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Have you become a girl?" Haven't you seen the dead or wounded? Crazy! ”

yes, what is there to be crazy about,

Which encounter with the West Thief is not dead. Which one is not facing death all the time on the battlefield, if he is afraid that he will flee back long ago.

He's not afraid. How could he be afraid, he just... It's just that....

"I'll watch you guys! Do not run away! Rise up, all of you. Get up! ”

When the sky was bright, with cheers, the elite soldiers of the West Piece King retreated ten miles in one go.

After a night of fierce fighting, the side of Dragon Valley City was also tired, and took advantage of this gap to change the camp formation, and the sharp soldiers of yesterday's fierce battle were replaced in the camp to rest.

The snoring around him shook the sky, but Liulang couldn't sleep, the tension of the fierce battle still made his nerves tense, his heart beat like a drum, he simply got up and walked out.

There was a group of men and horses galloping into the camp, causing a commotion, with soldiers and people, looking very embarrassed.

It's back!

Saturday Lang was suddenly overjoyed and hurried over.

The soldiers were driven aside, climbed the mountain and made a detour past the enemy, apparently exhausted, either sitting on the ground or simply lying on the ground.

Liuliulang glanced over, but he didn't see those people, and he didn't look at them again, as if he cared about them too much.

He took a deep breath and stepped into the tent.

A general in the tent was excited.

“… Thank you for sending troops to the rescue..."

Lord Zhao, whose face could not hide his tiredness, nodded, with a bit of admiration.

"You did a good job, defending the city and blocking the western thieves, so that we could mobilize and arrange in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, and you will be a great achievement this time." He said.

Sure enough!

Fang Shiban was even more excited.

"It's all taught by adults! Someone who is loyal to the country does not dare to spare his life! He straightened his chest and said loudly.

The generals in the room also admired.

"After the war, you will be well subordinated, and those who should be rewarded will be rewarded." Lord Zhao said.

Liuliulang, who was standing at the door of the tent, sighed, fortunately in time, his expression couldn't help but be a little more relaxed, and he turned around to leave, but was kept by Lord Zhao.

"Come on, Fang Shiban." Lord Zhao greeted Liulang on the one hand, and said to the other party's attendant, "You also want to thank Zhou Dian, he arranged for the cavalry to meet you." ”

Fang Shiban hurriedly saluted Liulang.

"The affairs of my colleagues are all self-help, how dare I thank you." Liulang said with a salute.

Lord Zhao patted Liulang's shoulder and couldn't hide his smile, this time it was really right, it seems that Inspector Zhou is right, this kid from the Zhou family should pay more attention, especially the suggestions he made.

At that time, he was still a little puzzled when he heard Inspector Zhou's instructions, if he said that it would be nothing to listen to the rest of the Zhou family, after all, the Zhou family has been a general for generations and has a lot of prestige in the army, but what is there to hear about this hairy boy who has just come to the northwest.

Supervisor Zhou obviously had doubts about this, but he only let him do it, saying that this was what Chen Shao and Chen Xianggong had told him when he was leaving.

What did Chen Xianggong advise? This kid is actually looked down upon by Chen Xianggong?

So when Liulang proposed to receive reinforcements, Lord Zhao had more eyes, and now it seems that it is true, Fang Shiban did not disappoint him, and he really led the troops to control the enemy, and he also won prestige by accepting Fang Shiban, so that no one will mention the mistake of decision-making and scheduling before the war, and it can be said in the past.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous.

What is missing now is a big battle to repel the thieves.

"Okay, go and rest, there's still a big fight!" Master Zhao said loudly.

The tent shouted in unison, and the sound was uplifting.

I didn't dare to rest for too long, and the horn began to sound before half a day, and the sleeping generals immediately jumped up, and the generals who did not rest also quickly assembled in their respective teams.

With the gongs and drums, the long snake array gradually laid out. The battle has not yet been assembled. The enemy's horse convoy had already stormed over.

Arrows rained down. The drums were like thunder, and the rain of arrows covering the sky and the sun stopped, and the sharp cavalry carrying axes, knives and guns rushed out of the swaying army formation, and began to slash and kill the enemy.

The screams shook the sky, and the bloody air hit the face.

Saturday Lang led the queue to which he belonged to to rush to kill, those stories of his childhood, the sweat on the school martial arts field, and the training of his brothers. It's all for today, and it's all condensed into today.

He swung the sword and axe in his hand and brought up a mist of blood.

When the sun was sinking again, the thieves had retreated from the mountains, leaving behind only countless corpses, and the soldiers singing the song of victory were wielding their swords and axes to cut off the heads of the dead corpses, and the land was red.

This is the color of victory and reward, without a hint of luck or falsehood.

When the light brightened again, the tense atmosphere of the great battle was swept away, and a meandering queue appeared outside the gate of Dragon Valley. Knowing of the danger, the people of the city went out of the city to greet them. While looking at the captured exploits.

The hideous heads of the cars and the flags of the cars attracted a sea of people in front of the city gate, and the noise was constant.

Liuliulang did not enjoy this excitement, and as a wounded soldier he entered the city early.

"Bear with me." The medic said.

As he spoke, an arrow was ripped out with a knife, and the iron plate thrown aside made a crisp sound.

Liuliulang's body trembled, and he bit a wooden stick to the death, watching the military doctor sprinkle the medicinal powder and the people bandaged it with a white cloth.

"It's good for a few days of recuperation." The military doctor said, wiping the sweat on his head while retiring, "The little one retires." ”

After each war, there were many wounded soldiers, and the military doctors were very busy.

Saturday Lang nodded, and was about to stand up, when he heard a commotion from next door.

"What's wrong?" The military doctor asked hurriedly.

"There's a wounded soldier who is clamoring to die or die." Minfu replied.

"It's so easy to get out of the pile of dead people and save it, and it's a blessing to die." Several of Liulang's relatives said.

"He said his brothers were dead, so he didn't want to live." The man replied, "It's the soldiers guarding the village." ”

Linguanzhai reported in time and resisted the elite soldiers of the Western Thieves for nearly an hour and a half with less battles and more battles, and there were less than 300 of the nearly 2,000 people left, almost all of whom were wiped out, so there was enough time for them to make corrections and deployments.

I heard that it was the wounded soldier there, and the people present were silent.

"I'll take a look." Saturday Lang said suddenly.

Before anyone could react, he had already hurried out.

"My lord, your wounds haven't been tied up yet." The man shouted, looking at the white cloth that had been dragged out of his hands.

The camp was overcrowded, wailing and weeping everywhere, the blood was diffuse, and the smell of blood was stinking.

The noise was gone, but the people and the military doctor were driven out of the house, looking at the house helplessly.

"....Why bother..."

“… Since life and death are unpredictable on the battlefield..."

“… Let's start a little bit..."

“… Or knock him out..."

The people outside the door were talking, and Liuliulang stood behind him and only felt breathless.

"Let Rang, let Rang, Zhou Dian's value is here." The entourage shouted loudly.

These words made the people around them suddenly get out of the way.

The battle has been won, everyone is cheering and celebrating, especially those generals, it is really rare that there will be a high-ranking general to visit the wounded soldiers at this moment.

The door opened, but Liulang didn't dare to raise his feet.

"Your Excellency, please." The military doctor said busily.

After the war, the mood of the wounded soldiers is depressed, and it is easy to become depressed due to disability, and it is also a good thing if there are generals to comfort and encourage them at this time.

Saturday Lang stepped into the house with his feet raised.

There was not enough place for the wounded soldiers, this was originally a firewood house, but it was emptied at this time, and only this one wounded soldier was placed in the narrow room.

At this time, the wounded soldier was lying on the plank, his arm was raised to cover his face, and the wound on his arm was still oozing blood, not only on his arm, but also on his leg and head.

"Oh, this can't be done, it's so badly injured, why hasn't it been treated for so long." The medic shouted and hurried over.

He had barely passed, when the wounded soldier, who had seemed to be unconscious, waved his hand violently and opened it to the military doctor.

"Get out of here, you can control Lao Tzu if he wants to die!" He shouted, his eyes red, "Lao Tzu's brothers are dead, why should Lao Tzu live!" ”

Liuliulang looked at him, and only felt his mind boom.

"Fan Jianglin." He said in a hoarse voice, "You say, everyone is dead?" ”

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Hehe... (To be continued......)