(One hundred and seven) tortoise
Jiang Chiyu stood at the tuyere and looked coldly at Xuanyuan Jinghua's army opposite.
Compared with their majestic orc regiments and the pterodactyl regiments hovering in the air, the army of the Celestial Clan seemed silent and calm, not only did the soldiers not have a trace of restlessness, but even the horses were well-trained and steady, and they would never walk around at will without orders. An army of 200,000 is like only 20 people, and even the breathing is uniform.
Jiang Chiyu looked at it coldly. This is the soldier brought out by Xuanyuan Jinghua, who is as indifferent, quiet, and stoic as he is.
He knew that he must not underestimate his opponent, and his three sons before him just didn't realize how much power was hidden under this seemingly calm surface, so they died one by one. He won't do that.
Of course, neither will his tin.
No one knew, not even his other sons, the secrets of the tin. His expedition this time is actually the biggest bet on this seemingly unknown son.
He looked to the side, and the child was still standing calmly, silent as an ordinary tree growing in the wilderness. In the face of the big war, there was neither excitement nor nervousness, and there was no emotion to be seen.
Jiang Chiyu turned back with satisfaction, in the enemy camp, the generals of the four divisions had already arrived on horseback and stood firmly.
The sky is full of smoke and sand, and the flag is hunting, but Xuanyuan Jinghua is not seen.
Jiang Chiyu frowned.
The eldest son, Jin Ge, had already understood, and stepped forward to scold: "What about Xuanyuan Jinghua? Tell him to come out to meet the enemy!" The dignified commander, but he is timid, and will only call his subordinates to come out as substitutes for the dead ghosts, is it possible that the Yinlong family has changed to a turtle with a shrunken head?"
When he scolded, the 200,000 soldiers shouted along, and at the end they shouted again and again: "Xuanyuan Jinghua, the turtle with a shrun......ken head!"
The orcs already had a loud voice and a rough voice, and 200,000 people shouted at the same time, and no matter how unbearable the content was, the momentum alone was unbearable. The earth-shattering sound wave was like a giant axe grinding against a person's head, and some soldiers in the front row who were on the low level of cultivation had already started holding their heads*, and some of them had begun to bleed from their ears and noses.
Qing Lan snorted coldly, whispered a few words to the deputy general on the side, and sixteen soldiers pushed two small chariots, each with a giant drum on it, and quickly pushed them to the front of the formation.
There were two wrestlers on the chariot at the same time, and after reading Qinglan's order, the drummer raised his thick arms and slammed the drumstick against the windmill-like drum surface. The drums rumbled, like a rain shower, and like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, making an earth-shattering sound, and finally drowned out the cries and curses of the orcs.
Qinglan saw that the orcs were no longer arrogant, so he asked the drummer to stop, and shouted to Jiang Chiyu from a distance: "Listen to Jiang thief! You have gathered this group of rabble and committed chaos, our Highness really can't look at it, so let me send you these two giant drums, so that you can save your day, be vigilant and repentant, and thank you quickly!"
With a wave of his hand, the two giant drums rode the wind and galloped towards Jiang Chiyu. Jiang Jinge was shocked, and immediately commanded his subordinates, saying, "Escort! Escort!"
A small group of crossbowmen unleashed hundreds of feather arrows against the two giant drums, and forcibly unloaded the force of the giant drums flying over, and finally stopped a place away from Jiang Chiyu.
There was silence on both sides.
Qing Lan's push was actually not very strong, and there was no hidden weapon poison erupting from the giant drum. Except that the drum surface is more fancy than the average drum, as if it has some kind of pattern painted, it really seems that it is just two ordinary drums.
Jin Ge secretly wondered, what kind of medicine was sold in Xuanyuan Jinghua's gourd? Is it really to send two drums?
Qinglan saw that he didn't know why, and couldn't help laughing: "I said that you two stupid big brothers are really pitiful, it doesn't count if you are roasted into charcoal alive, and you are pierced into a target when you die, hahaha......"
Jiang Chiyu screamed, almost fell off his horse, and threw himself in front of the two giant drums. Jin Ge hugged his father tightly and shouted bitterly, "It's silver and copper crossbows! Father, really...... It's them!"
Those two-sided giant drums were actually made by skinning Jiang Yinlu and Jiang Tong's crossbow! The flowers on the drum surface that Jiang Jinge saw before were the tattoo totems on the two brothers, no wonder they were so familiar!
Jiang Chiyu couldn't stand it anymore, the peace he had endured in the past few days was broken again, he was like an injured caged beast, he let out a crazy scream, and gritted his teeth, "Xuanyuan Jinghua! You come out for me! Let me also draw your tendons and skin you! Xuanyuan Jinghua, you bastard!"
Tian Meng looked at Jiang Chiyu and Jiang Jinge, father and son, who were crying and roaring from a distance, and he knew that Jinghua's strategy had worked.
Shi Er's shadow guard reported that after losing three sons in succession, Jiang Chiyu changed into a different person, becoming calm and not easy to get angry. This is bad news for them, the two armies are facing each other, and the manager's open-mindedness is often the key to success or failure. Calm and stoic is His Highness's greatest advantage, and similarly, irritable impulsiveness is also Jiang Chiyu's biggest disadvantage, the greater the disparity between the two sides, the more beneficial it will be to His Highness. And Jiang Chiyu, after losing one battle after another, actually learned from the pain and acted calmly, which made the battle situation even more difficult.
What's more, they also have a Jiang Xi person who is still elusive.
Therefore, His Highness violated his nature and secretly ordered people to cruelly peel off the skin of the silver and copper crossbows and make two huge drums, which angered him again!
His Highness is not a ruthless person, but it doesn't mean that he can't be ruthless. The difference between a gentleman and a butcher is that a gentleman will only do so when he thinks it is necessary.
And now these two drums are very necessary. Jiang Chiyu was really enraged again, angry and angry, and lost his mind.
Tian Meng was observing another person, the one who made them suffer all night and night without a solution-Jiang Xiren.
He was as ordinary as the rumors suggested, he didn't even have an expression, and when his father and eldest brother scolded bitterly at the sight of the two giant drums, he just stood there indifferently, looking down at his toes. As if it didn't belong to them, it didn't belong to this world.
Tian Meng's melancholy became heavier and heavier.
Jiang Xiren stepped forward silently and said to Jiang Chiyu, "Father, son, please fight." Even his tone was flat, without a hint of emotion.
Jiang Chiyu's eyes were red, and he yelled: "Xiren, go kill him! Take his corpse and force Xuanyuan Jinghua to come out!"
Jiang Xiren didn't give a look, but only urged the horse to go into battle.
Qinglan also grabbed the horse's belly, immediately raised his gun to meet him, and chuckled: "You are the Jiang Xi person, but you are not as arrogant as your brothers." Come, let me teach you how to do it!"
Jiang Xiren remained motionless, looking at Qinglan's eyes.
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There was a charcoal fire burning in the tent, and the sound of killing on the front line shook the sky, but it was as warm as spring inside, and there was no cave.
Jinghua listened to it and chuckled, "Momo, what are you listening to them shouting?"
Ah Mo is using spirits to sterilize all the surgical instruments. She didn't have a professional scalpel like Miaoyuan, and she didn't have stitches and stitches, so she had to go to Lao Fang to find a few closest ones to make do with.
She also listened, and said blankly, "What are you shouting? They are talking strangely, and they can't hear clearly." ”
Jinghua smiled: "The orcs are slurred, they should be shouting 'Xuanyuan Jinghua, shrunken turtle'." ”
"Hehe," she said sarcastically, "Are you so happy to be scolded by so many people? ”
"I'm not happy," he shook his head, smiling slightly, "I just like to be scolded by you alone." ”
Ah Mobai glanced at him and gave him a bowl of black and slimy medicine, "You bear with it, if you can drink it, drink it." ”
Jinghua frowned, he had seen this medicine, and Miao Yuan gave him this drink before the operation, and immediately said, "I don't drink it, I'm not afraid of pain." ”
"I don't care if you hurt or not. "Ah Mo is even more absolute," This is not an anesthetic, it is to make the transplanted new scales adapt to the new part faster, otherwise even if I sew it up, I may not be able to grow it firmly, and it will be rejected in a few days...... Drink it or not!"
Jinghua seemed to have made a lot of determination, and finally stubbornly said, "Okay, I'll drink." ”
He took it, frowning and forcing himself to swallow a little. This is much better than the medicine that Miao Yuan brought him, not so rushed, but Rao is so, a small bowl was divided more than ten times before swallowing it all, and several times in the middle he almost vomited again, telling him to force himself to go back. finally drank a bowl of medicine, and was covered with cold sweat, and couldn't say a word.
After another hour or so, his face recovered a little, and he smiled at her reluctantly, and said, "Let's begin." ”
He sat cross-legged, revealing his perfect upper body in front of her, every muscle, every line as if it had been deliberately carved, spraying strength, showing off sexy, and making people's hearts pound.
Before Ah Mo could see enough, the surface of the skin changed, and a faint layer of pure turquoise lingered, dotted with stars, as if there was nothing, wrapping him whole. Under the fluorescence, the scales of the dragon gradually appeared on the skin.
One piece, two pieces, at first vague and vague outline, gradually become green and delicate, especially the part near the heart, the most formed scales, but also the most dense. And in the neatly arranged scales, a piece was obviously missing in the very center, showing an ugly gap that did not fit in the gorgeous verdant.
Ah Mo's heart also seemed to have been cut into a gap, which was very uncomfortable. What a beautiful body, so good, but with so many horizontal and vertical scars, tearing the scales is like tearing a piece of paper, and she has already cut off three pieces at such a young age, and she will have to rip off the third piece with her own hands later.
Not only that, but the inside of this body is afraid that it has been destroyed to pieces. Her medical skills are not as good as Yuan's mother-in-law, but these basic things can still be seen that his heart and lung diseases have been weakened, and not only the heart and lungs, but also many other organs and tendons in the body are not intact.
Her nose was so sore, and she caressed it gently, and she wanted to cry in distress. She likes him so much, cares about him so much, even every inch of skin and every scale on his body is crazy and cherishes life, but why can someone be so ruthless and throw him into danger again and again, to endure the rain of swords, frost and arrows, and die for a lifetime?
She just couldn't figure it out.
Jinghua slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw her stunned appearance, she couldn't help but smile, "What's the matter, are you scared to see my real body?"
Ah Mo stuck out his tongue, "What a real body, at most a few scales." She showed her bright knife, deliberately making a murderous appearance of sharpening the knife, "Hmph, where do you want to cut?"