And no matter how detailed the battle plan was made by Xian Chen, the other party seemed to have known it for a long time, and it would not be able to attack for a long time. The fire in Xianchen's heart burned so much, but he was helpless. It wasn't until a few days ago that she found a letter in the camp tent of Shen Chengli, which clearly described their battle plan, and Xian Chen immediately ordered people to imprison Shen Chengli.

It's been two days now, and no matter what method Xianchen uses, he just doesn't tell the truth. Shen Chengli heard Xian Chen's words now, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"I believe the general is a smart man who should know how to make trade-offs." The tacit understanding between Lan Weishu and Xian Chen is increasing day by day, even if he didn't hear the words that Xian Chen attached to Shen Chengli's ear, but after a little thought, he knew what Xian Chen said, so at this time, Lan Weishu said such a sentence to Ming Chengli.

The expression on his face seemed to be very entangled, and Xian Chen didn't speak, just let the soldiers exit the camp. Finally, a trace of perseverance crossed his face, and he slowly spoke: "I am also acting on orders, the above meaning is this, let me be defeated without a fight, the emperor will definitely send General Zhennan to help, to that point, I just need to drag you down." Now, you can let my wife go, right? ”

"That's natural, General Hades is a manly man, and he really won't ignore your wife. But now I want to ask the general a question, who is this? A hint of pride flashed in Lan Weishu's eyes, although the trick of kidnapping his family is detrimental to the morality of the rivers and lakes, but it is effective, isn't it?

"I really don't know this, the other party is very hidden, there is no usable information, I really don't know who it is." Xianchen didn't look like he was lying, so he gave Lan Weishu a look, and Lan Weishu understood, so he took Shen Chengli down.

Sure enough, someone deliberately wanted them to leave Kyoto, but why? The cool breeze of the night blew in his face, stirring up Xianchen's originally chaotic thoughts even more chaotic. Just after the hour, Xian Chen was called from his dream by the sound of an urgent horn, rubbed his eyes, and walked out of the camp with a strong spirit.

Galloping all the way, a large number of soldiers fell everywhere they passed, and the drowsiness of Xianchen suddenly disappeared cleanly. The eyes were full of blood, red, the whole world was red, and the pupils of Xianchen also changed at this moment, and the original light brown eyes turned into blood red at this moment. The surrounding northern soldiers didn't dare to take a step forward when they saw Xian Chen's appearance, it was really terrifying, they had never seen such a person with this kind of eyes in the past, and all around them were murderous aura that could not be hidden, so that people like them who had been on the battlefield for a long time couldn't help but tremble.

Xian Chen pulled out his sword from his waist, and a silver-white light spread around with Xian Chen as the center, and where the sword qi passed, all the soldiers of the Northern Kingdom fell, and no one survived. The people behind looked at this scene and didn't dare to step forward, in the vast night, Xian Chen saw a person sitting on horseback, his lips were closed, talking about something, Xian Chen didn't have time to react, the overwhelming rain of arrows fell from the sky, Lan Weishu's eyes suddenly enlarged, and his body reacted first, urging the internal force in his body, turning the internal force into a protective barrier, and firmly protecting Xianchen and him inside.

The eyes of the person on horseback flashed, it was the excitement of the opponent in chess, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the blood scattered on his lips, there are people in this continent who can turn internal force into a physical protective barrier, heh, interesting.

After the rain of arrows, Lan Weishu pulled Xianchen out of his arms, up and down to check whether she was injured, at this time he no longer dared to ignore his inner feelings, the moment he saw Xianchen being attacked just now, his heart seemed to stop beating instantly!

The eyes of the person in his arms were closed, his eyelashes as long as butterfly wings trembled, and then there was a yao nose, bloodless lips, and a pale face, all telling that this person was suffering greatly at this time! Lan Weishu put his hand on the pulse of the thin dust, and his arms shook the woman in his arms vigorously.

"Dust, dust, wake up, wake up." looked anxious, no longer as calm as before.

Blood, so delicious blood, I want to eat it!

Xianchen felt like she was in an Shura field, and those people were all fighting each other, but she was the only one, sitting on a high seat, her body clamoring to suck blood. Suddenly, the picture in front of her shook, someone was calling her, who was it, the voice was so panicked, Xianchen tried hard to open his eyes, a little bit of light came through, a vague figure was shouting something, and finally, he finally saw clearly, Lan Weishu, how could he be so panicked, did something happen?

Oh! That's right, the North ** team attacked at night! His eyes suddenly opened, still light brown, and Xian Chen looked around, and stood up from Lan Weishu's arms. The tent was full of blood, a pen, thick ink and heavy color, smudged, like a red plum in winter. Suddenly, the figure on horseback moved, and Xian Chen pushed Lan Weishu away, and the internal force was poured into his palm, and he faced the person who came! For a while, the palm wind was raging, and the people around them were affected, and they fell to the ground and died, some of them were even worse, their flesh and blood were flying, and the faces of Xian Chen and Lan Weishu were full of the flesh and blood of those people!

What a domineering internal force! The man's silver helmet and silver armor, glowing with a cold light in the night, took a few steps back and stood still, a smear of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Xianchen was no better, desperately suppressing the true qi scurrying around in his body, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out, dyeing that place also with demonic red. Looking at the man, Xianchen asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Ning Zhan!" The man spoke, not caring for his own injuries at all, and replied in a rather cheerful mood.

It's him! The myth of the undefeated war of the Northern Kingdom! Xianchen was shocked, he didn't expect that the northern kingdom would send this general to attack Dali this time!

"The two of them have good kung fu, Ning Zhan has not encountered such a strong opponent for a long time. If I propose a martial arts competition at this time, it is better for me to withdraw first, and when you recover from your injuries, Ning Zhan will ask the two for advice! ”

Xianchen thought that this Ning Zhan was talking and playing, but who knew that he had really withdrawn from the army. Xianchen felt that he had encountered a strange thing again, and if it was her, he would not let him go if he said anything today. After walking before the ghost gate closed, Xian Chen and Lan Weishu had exhausted their internal strength at this time, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up, so they had to stay where they were.

The camp was full of corpses, and the smell of blood hit Dust's stomach, causing Dusty to retch. The corners of Xianchen's eyes were a little pantothenic, these were all Dali's people, some of them discussed the marching strategy with her in the morning, some were still showing off their daughter-in-law a few days ago that they had given birth to a big fat boy, and some were still looking forward to seeing their wives when this battle was over...... But now, all of them have turned into a cold corpse.

A transparent liquid snaked down his face from the corner of his eye, and Xian Chen closed his eyes, and the attachment he had never had before took shape in his mind.

Departed souls, go with peace of mind, I will definitely give you a share of the peace of prosperity!

If it is said that Xianchen used to be the empress because of the teachings of the queen mother since childhood, the current Xianchen is the desire for prosperity!

The morning sun rose from the east, and the bright colors dispelled the boundless darkness of the night, and Xian Chen and Lan Weishu counted the remaining troops, so that those who were not injured could help dig the graves, and the dead soldiers could rest here. Everyone's heart was heavy, and Xianchen raised his voice and said: "Brothers, we must make them pay the price for today's hatred, and pay for it with blood!" ”

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

……

The shouts of killing in the camp shook the sky!

It is this brother, this blood debt and blood repayment, so that Xian Chen has an elite army that is extremely loyal and brave and good at fighting, that is, the Black Cloud Rider who terrifies the enemy! Of course, that's all for later.

After tidying up, Xianchen sat in the main tent and looked at the topographic map of the entire continent. The number of troops has been sharply reduced, and it must be too late to transfer reinforcements from Kyoto, so Xianchen sent 13 to Lingnan with a tiger talisman that could mobilize the Lingnan Army, and transferred all 30,000 Lingnan troops. Lingnan is only a thousand miles away from here, and it will be possible to arrive in less than three days. At the same time, he wrote a memo and ordered it to be sent to Kyoto.

After arranging this series of things, Xian Chen ordered someone to bring Shen Chengli up. As soon as he was about to speak, Xian Chen's foot kicked on his lower abdomen, this kick used ten percent of his internal force, and Shen Chengli spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his eyes locked on Xian Chen.

After a moment, he laughed out loud, "Hahaha, it seems that last night's night attack hit you hard!" Hahaha......" Shen Chengli laughed heartily, Xian Chen kicked it up again, and pinched Ming Chengli's neck with one hand, Ming Chengli had difficulty breathing, and the green tendons on his neck burst out, only to hear Xian Chen's voice was cold and piercing: "Ming Chengli, I underestimated you, there is still a way to pass the news out of the tent locked in the camp, but I haven't figured it out for a long time, why are you doing this?" Dali is also your country, what is in it for you to do so? ”

"Whew! Lao Tzu's sister was killed by the dog emperor, she was only sixteen years old at the time, but she just broke a tribute inkstone, the dog emperor got her to the military camp, as a military prostitute, my sister was tortured to death by those people that night! His eyes were bloodshot, and he was excited, "That dog emperor should die, Lao Tzu just wants to let this Dali be destroyed, and let that dog emperor die without a place to be buried!" His expression was hideous and terrifying, and Xianchen was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and at this time, he was like a demon from hell who wanted to ask for his life.

Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, Ying Chengli suddenly broke free from the shackles of the people around her, pulled out a soldier's sword, and slashed neatly on his neck.