Late at night, there was a lonely lamp, and there were two identical people sitting under the lamp, Lu Yunzhi and Nightmare, but Lu Yunzhi's face was a little older, he lost a little bit of his longevity for Shang Yu's transfer of flowers and trees, and slowly became tired after a few days, showing his old age,

The lonely lamp flickered, but there was no shadow in the house, both of them had no shadow to defend themselves, in order to prevent the shadow from coming at any time, now they are always in a shadowless state, and they dare not have the slightest slackness, Nightmare said carefully, Lu Yunzhi nodded from time to time, and after a long time, Lu Yunzhi sighed and said: "Doesn't it have to be like this." ”

Nightmare nodded: "There is no other way, it must be so, you, me, and your son Lu Qiutong are all suitable." ”

"You're not necessarily suitable, after all, you're transformed into a ghost, it's really unpredictable, let's do it with Tong'er." Lu Yunzhi said, with some tears in the nightmare's eyes and said: "Even if I can't be used as a carrier, then the spell can always be cast, and Lao Lu is still here." ”

"Don't argue, I'll ask you, which of us has the more ability." Lu Yunzhi asked, and the nightmare was sad: "It's me, you won't use my own ghost dream technique." Then the nightmare said, "But you are smarter than me, no one can fight you, I am not as good as you." ”

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Lu Yunzhi's mouth: "It's not that I'm smart, it's my heart that is ruthless enough, it's not that you can't do it, but everything is done by me, I absorb all your anger, and you are transferring my temperament, the two of us have the same mind, and the thoughts are also connected, as long as I go, you will slowly become vicious, this world is an abrasive world, as long as you are in its position, you can't help but be ruthless, nightmare, optimistic about the secret thirteen, optimistic about Daming, don't let Yao Guangxiao's prophecy come true, Don't let God up there see our jokes. ”

"Old Lou." Nightmare shed tears before speaking, Lu Yunzhi said: "I renewed my life for Yingzi once, transferred my soul for Shang Delusion once, my yang life has been damaged, and I used the sect's heaven and earth technique to hurt my own foundation when I was young, I'm afraid I don't have much time to live, so you are the most suitable, Nightmare, please." ”

The two were speechless all night, Lu Yunzhi read at night, and Nightmare was drunk all night, but after that, Nightmare didn't drink anything, and he gave it up.

Looking at the northwest, Zhen Lingdan's army has besieged Yili for fifteen days, as Zhen Lingdan expected, they can't attack the city, and the people in the city can't get out, separated by the refugees besieging the city, the long-range weapons on both sides are also beyond the range, and there is no place for use.

Boyan Bell in the city encouraged the people to break out of the encirclement and wanted to use the power of the people to destroy the Ming army, but the people retreated, and behind them were the warriors of their own people, who had all kinds of swords, bows and arrows, but they insisted on sending themselves to death without fighting, and on the opposite side was the Ming army armed to the teeth, not without rushing through, but those stunned young people were either beaten into a sieve by the fire gun, or were shot into hedgehogs by ten thousand arrows.

Boyan Bell was also extremely angry but helpless, he was not afraid to fight, how could he be a Mongolian hot-blooded man, how could it be reasonable for people to fight at the door without fighting, but he was really blocked by his own people and couldn't get out.

As soon as the city gate is opened, it is crowded with people, and it is difficult to move and how to charge, and once the army leaves the city, taking advantage of the time when the door is opened, the people will pour into the city and occupy the place that originally belonged to the army

The backwater array is broken, these allusions are not unheard, but the allusions are allusions, the reality is different, it is too risky to really get to yourself, once you go out of the city and are crowded and can't move, it is the live target of the Ming army's artillery, or defend the city, it can hold for a day,

The food carried by the people outside the city was about to run out, Zhen Lingdan and Chao Xing stood on the fortifications with heavy faces and looked at the refugees, and after a long time, Chao Xing said: "As far as Brother Zhen can see, these people can still last a few days." ”

"At most, it will not be more than ten days, outside the city after the trampling of these people, even the grass roots are gone, you see their horses because they have no food to eat are beginning to run loose, I think the smell must be unpleasant, maybe it will cause disease, if there is no food can kill the horse to eat, but the water is almost drunk, drinking horse blood can quench thirst, but the horse blood is hot and dry, it can't last a few days." Zhen Lingdan said expressionlessly, without a trace of pity on her face,

Chao Xing had a slightly unbearable expression, and then slammed his fist and said, "That's it, I'll send someone to mix in tomorrow and create chaos." ”

"If we have work, we will act according to the plan." Zhen Lingdan said loudly, and finally had an expression on her face, that is, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of her mouth,

Thirsty, hungry, the horses have killed a lot, the meat can be eaten to satisfy hunger, but can't let go, even if it is buried in the soil on this day, it can be kept for three or four days, as for the bag cake has long been eaten, the water bag is empty, even if it is full, it is just horse blood, the people think that as long as they flee to the capital, they will be saved, so they did not bring a lot of dry food, but how did they think that now they are turned away and end up like this,

There are wolves and tigers in front of them, dilemma, where to go, the night is hazy, and there are suddenly a few more faces among the refugees, but no one has paid attention, the refugees here come from all the tribes in the eastern territory of Yili, the residents of each city, everyone does not know each other, and now there is a food crisis, who will pay attention to these people,

These faces speak Mongolian language very authentically, and they look a little like Turks, if they are in Warat or Tatar, they will definitely be recognized, but Yili has made many of the people in it Turkic, not only culturally but also in appearance, so those people quickly mingle with the people around them, because they still have a small amount of water in their water bags, and they are very generous,

"Many of my people are starving to death, and these soldiers eat the grain and grass that has been collected, but they do not go to war, where does the grain and grass that these soldiers eat come from, and it is not from us, and one year there is a famine, and they actually killed my mother for a few sheep" The man told a touching story with emotion, and scolded Boyan Bell for his inaction, saying that they were afraid to go out of the city.

Many young people were inspired, and they followed the man to shout at the city, but the patriarchs and elders of the tribe watched coldly, and did not participate in it, and the man glanced at a person next to him, and the man shook his head slightly, and the man no longer encouraged the people to shout and demonstrate, and sat down on the ground with his head down, and sang, and the song brought everyone into the rich days of the past.

Herds of cattle and sheep, beautiful mothers-in-law, green grasslands, thousands of miles of yellow sand, the warmth in the tent, the enthusiasm by the campfire, the fat and oily barbecue, the sweet and refreshing wine, the singing is emotional, melodious, everyone listened silently, fell into deep memories,