From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside was a scorched earth, and six thousand iron lance soldiers marched forward in unison, striking the red burning stump upwards, and at the same time swept the iron lance and cleared a way out.

They kept advancing, their faces as cold as ice, and the scorching fire became the extremes of two opposites.

And higher on the mountainside, countless seemingly soft willows were scorched by the flames, emitting a mysterious cry like a baby.

It also smells of oil, as if it is not wicker but barbecue.

Under the resistance of hundreds of thousands of wickers, the flames stopped halfway up the mountain, and it seemed that this was the case, and they were going to continue to stalemate......

That's right, that's right, at least in the eyes of Baoyu, Zhao Guining, Bai Nanyan and others.

But Mu Xiu'er rose to the sky, and the three kinds of brilliance of green, yellow, and red were entwined all around, and while fighting with the wicker, what she saw in her eyes was another miserable scene.

She saw more than 10,000 wood barbarians swept away by the wicker and thrown into a clearing in Huofeng Mountain;

She saw countless seemingly soft, but extremely tough wickers binding her people, and she also saw that with every fierce point of flames, one of his people was drained of his blood and turned into a huge willow tree to make up for his injuries;

She saw the sad faces of the tribesmen, heard the painful wails of the tribesmen, and suddenly understood

What kind of thing is this ancestral spirit that they worship and has been hiding as a hole card.......

"Lord Jia, save my people, I, Mu Xiu'er, will be loyal to you!"

Mu Xiu'er screamed, and a red blood flower exploded around her body, and the whole person turned into a sharp arrow, shooting straight in front of Baoyu.

Zhao Guining and others hurriedly came to protect Baoyu, but found that Mu Xiu'er fell to the ground, and only the strength to breathe was left.

Save?

This word is really remarkable.

Baoyu felt that Mu Xiu'er should beg to be spared, rather than let him, a barbarian 'executioner', save people.

But soon, he understood.

Whew~~

The terrible ghost roar continued in patches.

Baoyu suddenly looked up and found that those soft willow branches were swaying with countless sinister ghosts. The ghost energy rolled around, then condensed, turning into a large, hollow, terrifying face with no nose, no eyebrows, and no ears.

The face had only eyes and a mouth, and it was as black as a pool underground, wide open and wide, as if it were about to eat people, and it was in a battle with the flames that rushed upward.

In the space overflowing with yin qi, even through the flames in the sky, the six thousand iron lance soldiers felt cold all over.

They couldn't help but howl in unison, the iron lance was like a forest, and the cold light was aimed at the hideous big face.

"Do you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!

Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are clothed with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Let's go with my son!"

The whistling sounds were all in one piece, neatly and neatly.

The six thousand iron lance soldiers gathered all their momentum and sang "Qin Feng, No Clothes", and the true qi was stirring back and forth, and finally resisted the yin qi that wandered through the sea of fire.

With the military order in hand, they are indomitable, still stepping upward, constantly fueling the fire.

However, the overflowing yin qi eroded their bloodlines, making them still exhale a snow-white cold qi near the scorching sea of fire.......

Seeing this situation, Baoyu waved his palm, and Zhao Guining picked up a bronze cymbal.

It is a token the size of a head, similar in shape to a small bell, with a handle. In the excitement of talent, a very penetrating metallic sound is emitted.

The so-called Ming Jin to collect troops is to beat a musical instrument such as a cymbal, and when they heard the sound of the cymbal, the six thousand iron lance soldiers did not hesitate and immediately withdrew their troops.

They slowly retreated, gradually retreating to the foot of the mountain, quietly Baoyu new orders......

At this time, Mu Xiu'er also relieved her breath, choked and cried, and threw herself at Baoyu's feet.

"Lord Jia, please put out the fire, please save my people......."

Mu Xiu'er couldn't cry, but intermittently, Baoyu still understood it.

It turned out that this huge willow tree was not the ancestral spirit of the Wood Barbarian Clan.

The Muman clan has no ancestral spirits, they are the people of the Great Zhou who were taken away by the Earth Wolf Demon Clan, fled to the barbarian area, and were afraid that they would not be re-accepted by the Great Zhou, so they stayed here and became the Mubarian tribe.

According to Mu Xiu'er, the Mu Barbarian tribe cultivates all true qi, and it belongs to the lower ninth-rate martial artists, so they can simply survive. It's just that one day, a willow tree grew next to the [Send Autumn Sycamore], and the Muman tribe had an ancestral spirit.

It's this willow tree!

They thought that it was God's blessing that they could allow their clansmen to multiply, but when they encountered a catastrophe today, Mu Xiu'er understood

Where is this ancestral spirit gifted by God? It is clearly a demon!

Demons who have bred the barbarian tribe like pigs and dogs, and want to devour their flesh and blood!

And now, after a hundred years of erosion by the breath of the willow tree, except for her, a half-breed, no one of the clansmen can escape the innate suppression of the willow tree!

Blood flowed from the corners of her eyes, and Mu Xiu'er said sadly: "I beg Lord Jia to extinguish the flames, please save my people, Mu Xiu'er will be a slave and a maid in the future, I just ask you to save my people......"

Baoyu shook his head, feeling that he did not lack a slave and maid, and that he ......

His eyes had been strengthened with a simmer, and he could see the horror of this willow tree even more.

Boundless yin qi, countless resentments entangled with each other, seemed to devour everything.

If there is this ability, Baoyu doesn't mind that there is nothing more than such a scourge in the world, but they literati, or iron lance soldiers, have no way to deal with yin qi at all.

Resentment can be eliminated with righteous qi, while yin qi can be ......

Baoyu only knows that it is a ghost and a monster, but there is no targeted way to deal with it.

He sighed and said, "I don't need to put out the fire, but I don't have the ability to save your people." ”

"Please, please, Mu Xiu'er will be a slave and a maid in the future......"

Mu Xiu'er glanced back and found that the flames were gradually extinguished by the wicker of Zilala, but she was even more anxious.

Only she knows how many people's lives are needed to make up for these shiny and oily wickers.

She wanted to continue pleading, when someone suddenly knocked her on the shoulder.

"Brother Bao doesn't need you as a slave,"

Bai Nanyan smiled and said to Baoyu: "Although you don't need to, but Brother Bao'er, you are a military attache this time, and you have left all the attackers in the mansion, and there is no one around to serve you." ”

Baoyu smiled and sneered: "It's not that I can't take care of myself, why do I need someone to serve me?"

"You can't say that, you should enjoy it more, and in a hundred years, maybe it will be your turn to serve others. ”

Talking about others in his mouth, Bai Nanyan put aside his pretty face, and his onion-like fingers were slightly picked, pointing at himself.

Obviously, this other person, that is really no one else.......

Baoyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood.

"This lord is not an internal supervisor, you wait, I have to fight with the white fox lady in a hundred years!"

"You're so daring,"

Bai Nanyan smiled with his hands in his hands, and said with a smile as he walked towards the purple yarn incense car: "Okay, let's withdraw the troops." This willow demon is terrifying, and I don't want to stay here. ”

Baoyu shook his head and ordered the troops to withdraw.

He ignored Mu Xiu'er, because Mu Xiu'er reluctantly glanced back and followed closely behind his military formation......

The plan was shattered, and Baoyu didn't feel much lost.

Compared with subduing a neutral barbarian tribe, the news of sending Qiu Wutong is obviously ten times heavier than a hundred times.

Baoyu found a few spare maps, and used cinnabar to draw the area near Huofeng Mountain, drawing the entire area without cold winds.

It's vast, equivalent to the size of a big city.

He marked the words "send autumn sycamore" on it, pinched the paper kite, and used his talent to let the paper kite soar into the sky.

Lifting people can make paper transform into paper kites to deliver messages, Baoyu is the first time to use it, so he simply put a few more.

Presumably, the first person to receive the paper kite will have a wonderful expression......

The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound of the sound, Baoyu felt that the small life was good, and compared with the nearby camp, it should be very good.

A message to Qiu Wutong is worth at least ten neutral barbarian military exploits.

He didn't just win a game first, it was ...... I won ten games first!

As for the willow tree, if he wants to wait for the news of the autumn sycamore to arrive, he doesn't need to worry about it at all.

Le Yangshen's pupils flickered with handwriting, and he was supported by two lifters, constantly trying to control his legs to walk, and when he saw Baoyu coming, he smiled like a weasel.

"Second Master Bao, I have closed the news, at this time, I am afraid that Li Qing and Lei Qi are still working hard to train and want to compare with you. ”

Baoyu shook her head and just said that she didn't care about them.

When Li Qing got the official position of General Yulin Lang, Qianlihu handed over the news, which explained in detail the causes and consequences of this time.

The Li family sent them here to stumble on him, and if they had the chance, they wouldn't mind killing him.

But no matter what, they are all the generals of the Great Zhou, and they are all the soldiers and horses of the Great Zhou, even if they use more tricks, it is impossible to fight with a sword and a gun.

Therefore, now when he does not move, Li Qing is helpless against him......

"Old Seven, Jia Baoyu failed. ”

Li Qing flew in from outside and landed at the front of the battle array.

He looked at the magnificence of the eight thousand ironclad demon soldiers, and each demon soldier was like a heavy piece of iron, being beaten madly by Lei Qi.

And under Lei Qi's training, these pieces of iron seemed to have condensed into a torrent of metal, completely unbreakable.

Looking at the iron armor in his eyes, Li Qing praised in a low voice: "It is worthy of you, Lao Qi, the people in the pupils are perfectly used by you, although you have not practiced the art of using soldiers in the Nine University Palace, but your ability has surpassed the art of using soldiers." ”

Lei Qi bowed his head slightly, but under the felt hat, there were proud words.

"Hitomi is a powerful ghost elf, and besides, I have two.

Sixth brother, you are a disciple of the Asking Heart Palace, you have read the chapter on the art of using soldiers, don't you understand......"

Lei Qi picked up his felt hat, faced Li Qing with snow-white pupils for the first time, and said coldly: "What is the skill of the Nine Great Palaces? Even if it is a soldier master, it is the legendary Bai Qi Sun Wu, and he will not be my opponent!"

"You're so proud. ”

"I'm proud of my abilities,"

Lei Qi was stunned, feeling bad, and changed the direction of the wind and asked, "Why did Jia Baoyu fail?"

Li Qing didn't want to say that anymore, and said with a smile: "Haha, it's very interesting to say, not only did he confiscate the Muman tribe, but he also burned the Fire Maple Mountain and got a willow demon out."

Now he Jia Baoyu,

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