Chapter Eighty-Four: Idyllic Exploration

In December of the 30th year of Emperor Feng, after careful deployment, the Xiqu Mountain Kingdom began to develop the Huayu grassland. Also known as the Dandelion Corps' westward movement. This peaceful, friendly and idyllic development of the Huayu Grassland and its western mountainous areas has had a profound impact on the local residents and immigrants. The Dandelion Regiment is composed of a group of enthusiastic and fearless pioneers, they are adventurous and hard-working, their wit, bravery, composure, calmness, and friendliness have infected the local residents and immigrants, making them eager to integrate into the Xiqu Mountain Country.

--"The Chronicle of the Kingdom of Xiqu Mountain"

Minister Zhao, a pioneer of the Freedom Liberation Movement, dedicated his life to giving citizens the basic right to express their opinions and ideas according to their own wishes. And personally put his ideas into practice. It is also recorded that this right of citizens was tried on a trial basis for one day in the Xiqushan country. On the day of the trial, someone held a sign with the slogan "The Blood and Tears of the Immigrants of the Flower Language" for a public speech. As a measure of beauty and holiness, Minister Zhao promptly and effectively stopped the slander of lawbreakers.

The grassland at night has a different kind of beauty, the strife of the world does not disturb the tranquility of the grassland, and the tranquility is intoxicating.

After listening to her counts, Xie Xuan couldn't believe his ears and questioned: "I'm so tired that I can't pull the strings, at least thirty arrows have been shot." "That's right, you killed half of it alone. The others were killed by General Ling, the three of them and the two of us, hey, the general also killed a heavy horseman. Su Wen spread his hands and expressed doubt. Ling Yue'er said: "Fifty steps is too far, you can't break it lightly, you can only hurt people." I didn't shoot a single heavy arrow. Chang Aotian saw that the little girl looked lonely, and comforted: "There is no bow of more than six jun and armor-piercing heavy arrows, so it can only be like this." The two generals had excellent marksmanship and killed and wounded at least a dozen people. "You can't push in and shoot, and we'll start dying any closer." Lingyun Feidao.

After a day of fighting, although everyone was injured, fortunately no one died. Touting each other doesn't make a difference in the battle situation. Even if the wounded are counted, the other party is not to the point of breaking the muscles and bones. Su Wen fell into deep thought.

After letting his subordinates rest for a while, Su Wen gathered the generals and arranged it like this. With Zhao Shu on his own, he disappeared into the night on horseback.

Ling Yunfei and Ling Yue'er partnered, Xie Xuan and Ling Mengyi partnered, desperately attacking again. Hunt enemies along the creek to get water and drink horses. The battle took place only in the first half of the night, and in the second half of the night no one dared to go to the river anymore.

"You have a demon pill? You actually have a demon pill?...... You don't trust me, you have no conscience, I followed you from birth to death, the wind came and went, the sky made the quilt, the ground was used as a bed, and I left the family and lost my freedom for you. Because of you, I have been exiled to this poor country. I gave up the dignity of a woman and preferred to recommend myself as a pillow. You..... What else do you want from me? I'll put it

Is it good to dig your heart into you?.... Tell me, I beg you to tell me, what am I going to do before you want to believe me?" The point is that everything this woman says is true, and it is impossible to refute it.

It's heart-piercing, old iron..... Su Wen couldn't say a word, looked at Zhao Shusheng with tears in his eyes, and after complaining about himself, he was ready to complain about the injustice of fate. Shaking and shivering, he touched out the last piece of demon pill, "Be quiet, I almost believed it when you scolded me." Can I still be a human being if it spreads?" "The last piece?" Su Wen nodded. "Well, good, let's go. Let you see how powerful your sister is. ”

Su Wen gritted his teeth angrily, not only did he not get the new demon pill on these two trips, but he lost his money. The landlord didn't have any food left at home, so he asked with a sad face: "Can you do it?" Zhao Shu's face turned cold, "Go find Su Mei's little hoof." "Turn around and go back.

"The table is big?" "The chair is big?" "The basin is big?" "The sea bowl is big?" Zhao Shu heard this, smiled smartly, turned around and said, "You know how powerful my sister is, right?" "Just this ability, you need so many demon pills, take one is enough for you to toss for a day!"

Su Wen rushed over to grab the point, but Zhao Shu shoved the demon pill to his body and looked at Su Wen provocatively.

Sooner or later, I will be tossed crazy by this nervous woman. Su Wen decided to go back and write to the emperor, and it was best to let her go.

Although the power is a little smaller, it is better than nothing. sent Zhao Shu across the other bank and quietly lurked by the river. With his position as the center, the upstream and downstream battles are in full swing, and his subordinates once again rely on the advantage of horses to frequently attack and harass the enemy who takes water, and people can not be killed, and the water will never be brought back to you.

Six hundred horses are not a fraction of the water used. Dozens of people came out to fetch water, but they couldn't even bring back many of the people who were fighting. He didn't dare to let the horses go to the river, because the horses were dying of thirst, and when they got to the river, they immediately jumped into the river, and they couldn't pull it out. The other party's group of shameless guys left people on the other side of the river and threw war horses from afar. The most terrifying thing is that as long as one arrow is shot, the war horse will fall into the river, and it will be drowned in a short time. "Poison Arrow!" This is undoubtedly a poison arrow.

Fortunately, the number of opponents was small, and two generals each stuck in a river and finally grabbed the water source.

Su Wen crouched quietly in the grass, watching a group of people sneaking water under the cover of pasture. The battle between the upstream and downstream was in full swing, and the screams were heard one after another.

On the other side of the river, there is the sound of horses' hooves, through the moonlight, you can see a white horse galloping by, immediately a fairy-like woman in white clothes, holding a few streamers on her arms and flying behind the horse, the background is a bend of the moon like the flying sky in the Dunhuang murals. Su Wen, who watched it, was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but complain that this woman can really do it!!

The soldier who fetches the water is vague and can't see clearly,

I only know that the other party is graceful, but I don't know if it is a fairy or a demon. I was looking forward to the legendary goddess of Wushan, and I just stretched my neck to see what was going on, but I forgot that this was a battlefield, and I should take out a bow and arrow.

The fairy woman did not hesitate, raised her hand and called the headless immortal technique, and a thunderbolt of water exploded with a "snap". The debris flew, and then he reacted, shouting "Immortal Master, run!" The mystery and strength of the Immortal Master have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of ordinary people. I heard that there was an immortal master on the other side, and the electric light was extremely dazzling in the dark night. All the people who were fetching water threw down their buckets and water bags, and crawled back with their belts. Fortunately, the other party's immortal master couldn't chase after him on the other side of the river. It's just that he put a few immortal spells in the distance, and he didn't see the target, so he wandered for a while and rode away along the river. Presumably to find other bad luck.

At the urging of the officer, the soldier cautiously felt back to the river....

The immortal master on the opposite side patrolled around the other side of the river, seizing the opportunity to fight the soldiers across the river.... The bow and crossbow were against the immortal arts, and the immortal master was afraid, so he hurriedly shot just to scare people, and even if the electric fireball splashed up, it scared people a lot. The soldiers responded to a few arrows and then turned and retreated!

You tossed back and forth a few times, and the immortal master disappeared inexplicably. After several attempts, the soldier and a few colleagues dared to touch the river again. Just as he was about to fetch water, a bowstring sounded, and the figure of a teammate disappeared into the grass. As soon as someone went to the rescue, a "snap" immortal spell hit the person, and the silver snake danced wildly in the dark, shining in all directions. Flames burst from his hair in an instant, and the air was filled with a pungent scorching stench.

The soldiers were so frightened that their souls almost went out of their bodies. I didn't dare to move, so I lay on my stomach in the grass, holding my breath and not moving. Colleagues were also frightened, and rushed towards the way they came by through the dense grass.

As more bowstrings and casts crackled, more cry moans filled the gap between the creek and the camp. Several other teams were robbed one after another, and for a while, the river was like purgatory. Everywhere there was the cry of the sergeants, the sound of which penetrated the hearts of people and shocked their hearts. The white moonlight sprinkled on the grassland, and the entire grassland was like a ghost domain.

The number of ambushes in the camp could not be judged, but they still sent people to rescue them. Just in time for the opponent to surround the point to send reinforcements. Immortal art doesn't want money, one after another. The flashes of light, erratic, and the screams accompanied by the flashes of light are heart-wrenching. How can this be called immortal magic? This should be the most terrifying and bloodthirsty demon art!

The soldier choked back tears, lying on the ground and shaking until dawn, delaying too long before he could be treated, and the screams gradually decreased. Knowing that the ambush retreated, the battalion dared to send a large group of infantry out to meet it......

The sergeant who returned to the camp squatted on the ground, holding his head and weeping, glad that he had escaped purgatory.