With Ding Shuo, who had lost his strength, in the confusion, he saw the pair of extremely conspicuous antlers on He Wendao's head; As soon as my mind was relieved, my mind completely fell into boundless darkness.

A flash of light flashed, and Ding Shuo's fugue was too void and cloudy. He opened his eyes and saw his father and sister who had already died under the knife of the Mobei horse bandits. The three of them sat in their small courtyard, with their backs to the cool and sweet well, and they were smiling and waving to themselves.

Ding Shuo couldn't believe his eyes and slowly stepped forward. Just as he wanted to raise his hand and touch the top of his little sister's head, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him; I saw that my smiling little sister had turned into an old woman with a thin and indifferent face and eyes as cold as a knife! Before he could shout, the other party struggled to push out a pair of meat palms! Ding Shuo couldn't be forced, his body staggered, and he plunged into the sweet well......

In the process of falling, Ding Shuo looked to the sky through the circular wellhead; I saw that on the blue satin, a crescent moon and a warm sun hung high at the same time; There is also a Dapeng bird soaring with its wings and its chirping sound moving Kyushu......

Woo...... Knock knock knock......

Before Ding Shuo, who fell into the water, figured out what was going on; From the direction of the enemy camp outside the city, a melodious attack horn was heard! The sound of the heart-shaking war drums announced that the Shenshi Army had launched its seventeenth offensive; At the same time, Ding Shuo, who was in a trance, was dragged back to reality.

Less than a quarter of an hour has passed since the last withdrawal.

The battle of Qingshan City has been fought to this point, and everyone's nerves and willpower are repeatedly pulling the last line! In this case, the so-called tactical tactics are no longer useful; Whoever can have the last laugh just depends on who can last longer.

Whether it is Ding Shuo, the general of Taining, or Qin Bari Guo Xing of the Shenshi tribe, there is no way to retreat!

He Wendao, who had just been cut off by a gust of wind, asked Ding Shuo, who had woken up again, with a confused expression:

"General Ding, your body ......"

Ding Shuo raised his left arm, moved up and down, patted He Wendao's shoulder, and praised repeatedly:

"It seems that I'm Ding Shuo who has no eyes and mistaken what a great shaman! From now on, I am also a believer in shamanism! Amazing, amazing! ”

After finishing speaking, Ding Shuo bent down and picked up the big gun beside him, looked left and right at the more than 100 remnants of the old and weak soldiers under the city, and shouted loudly:

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, outside the north gate of Qingshan City, Guo Xing, who had a red cloth wrapped around his waist, was hysterically shaking Qilin Jun's shoulders:

"Where's the grain! Reinforcements! What about ordnance! Fuck Kirin-kun, let me tell you, if I can't see the grain and grass today, I must pay an extremely painful price for you! ”

Qilin Jun, who was outstanding in martial arts, casually opened Guo Xing's two arms, slapped him again, and said through gritted teeth:

"Little bastard, what do you think you are? A general of a defeated army, a dog who lost his family, and dares to be wild to the mountain people? I have listened to you and given you plenty of food, grass and infantry support, which can be described as responding to your needs and helping you! But if you look at yourself, you can't even beat a small Qingshan City! And when it comes to siege equipment, if it weren't for the carelessness of your people, would they be set on fire? Guo Xing, Guo Xing, do you think you have voted for a good master and worshiped a broad godfather? Bah! If we didn't have the support of Di Ting, then what kind of bullshit Shenshi Alliance would be just a bigger gang of horse thieves! ”

Qilin Jun's slap did not use real power, but it also left a complete and red and swollen palm print on Guo Xing's face! And with the sound of the slap, he couldn't distinguish Qilinjun's words......

But as the saying goes, you don't hit people in the face, and you don't scold people if you don't expose them! Guo Xing, who was insulted, did not explode instantly; Instead, he covered his hot left cheek sluggishly, and looked at the "prison account" sent by Di Ting with an unbelievable gaze.

He was really stunned by Qilinjun's slap!

The boys of the Guo family have been in the army for generations, guarding the border for the emperor of Beiyan; And the young marquis Guo Xing also joined the army with his father since he was a child, and he grew up with knives, guns and sticks since he was a child. Like Cai Ning, he also started as a vanguard, whether it was a military officer or a gun and stick leader, he received strict orders from the old marquis, and he didn't clean him up.

For such a general, it is very common to break his muscles and bones, not to mention a mere slap!

It's just that this slap also brought back some embarrassing memories for Guo Xing......

The skyrocketing anger and extreme humiliation actually made Guo Xing's mind very calm. He twisted his neck, pointed at the cockfight-like Qilin-kun lightly, and said:

"Someone, tie him up for me!"

Qin Bayi gave an order, and four or five Mobei men rushed up, each of them performed a skillful Mobei wrestling method, and went straight to Qilin Jun's waist and legs; However, Qilin Jun looked at these Mobei men who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and he just sneered, and his whole body turned in a circle......

A crackling sound bounced the five Mobei men and completely defused the opponent's offensive.

However, these Mobei men around are not only masters of wrestling. They were born on horseback, or enclosing sheep or harnessing horses, and they have long practiced the craft of ropes. Hu Legen saw that Qilinjun was amazing, and he had no intention of stepping forward to fight in person; He just poked his fingers into his mouth in a circle and blew a muffled whistle......

Whoosh ......

As soon as the whistle was remembered, countless ropes flew from the sky at the same time, turning the unarmed Qilin Jun into a zongzi; A moment later, the crowd let out a "hey" sound, and everyone ran in the opposite direction, dragging the Qilin Jun off the ground, looking like a five-horse corpse.

Guo Xing, whose face was sinking like water, gently stroked the slap marks on his face, and walked between Qilin Jun's legs:

"Since you claim to be a cultivator outside the square, you can't use this "mundane thing" anymore......

Before Qilinjun begged for mercy or scolded, he only felt a sharp pain in his crotch; Immediately after that, it was dark, and he passed out completely.

Guo Xing waved his hand at Hu Legen, pointed at the unconscious Qilin Jun and said:

"Trap him on the Divine Stone Alliance Banner for me, and on the day Qingshan City is broken, I will cut off his head with my own hands and comfort the heavens!"

Hu Legen wanted to speak several times, but in the end he only turned into the words "the last general commands", and then dragged the unconscious Qilin Jun towards the military flag in front of the battle; And Tian Dali, the senior brother of the Huashen Sect who had been watching coldly, waved his hand to attract a confidant and whispered a few words to him, and then coughed lightly:

"Cough, Qin Bayi, the friction between you and Qilin-kun, I can't control it, and I'm not interested in participating in it. However, my Huashen Sect has already increased its membership three times, but it has only received two batches of silver, what do you mean? Therefore, before the 20,000 people under my command are completely wiped out, whether you successfully capture the entire territory of Youbei or do not advance an inch, I will also find a "suitable" time to quietly withdraw from the Third Road of Youbei. ”

When Guo Xing heard this, he looked at the group of fools who were "drinking talismans and chanting spells" in front of the battle, and twisted his brows into a big pimple:

"You're leaving? Are you planning to go back to the Bashu Dao General Altar to report on your work? Brother Tian, Qilin-kun is Qilin-kun, you are you; And this Qingshan City is about to break, why do you ...... at this time"

"No, no, no, in fact, I haven't received news for a long time from the Bashu Dao General Altar. Ay...... Young marshal, I might as well tell you the truth. Regardless of whether this third incense money is given or not, I don't want to wade into this troubled water again; I have already earned enough of my Tiandali's silver, and now it is time to reap it when I see it. Of course, my 20,000 believers are still your subordinates; And I, Tian Dali, will also be "killed" in a certain battle...... I don't know what I'm saying, do you understand? ”

Indeed, the war between Youbei and Mobei is a national enemy and a family hatred for Guo Xing; For Chaolu, it is a springboard for him to compete in the Central Plains; But for Tian Dali, who was born in the middle of the Huashen Sect, it was just an opportunity to make money. Now that he is greedy for money, he is afraid that he will not be able to enjoy it for the rest of his life, which is also a reasonable thing.

Guo Xing thought about it and felt that Tian Dali was greedy, but when he traded with himself, he always talked and spoke. At least, it's much stronger than listening to the yin and yang weird "prison army"!

"Okay, after Brother Tian "dies in battle", where should I send the obituary? ”

"What's the complaint?"

“…… Where should I send your dead letters, so that the Huashen Sect can send a new senior brother!" ”

"The young marshal is thoughtful, then before I leave, leave a place for you to contact."

At this moment, a strange scream came out from the direction of the front of the formation, and those Huashen cultists who were naked and had red belts on their heads frantically shouted inexplicable slogans and flocked to the dangerous Qingshan City again.

"Governor, Governor!"

Above the east gate of Qingshan City, a deputy general with a cloak shook Gu Hui, who was leaning on the city tower and snoring; After three or two clicks, Gu Hui still closed his eyes, but he opened his mouth and coughed a few times, smacked his lips again, and threw out two words indistinctly:

"Fuck off."

"Governor Gu, wake up! The enemy is attacking again! ”

"What? Didn't you just take it down? ”

"Who's to say it's not......"

As soon as Gu Hui raised his hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes, a "light pole arrow" fell from the sky and pierced directly on the wooden window lattice of the city tower; It landed only half an inch from his right cheek.

Master Gu was born as an orthodox literati, and his personality is also very pedantic and stubborn, and he rigidly follows traditional etiquette, and he doesn't even know how to speak without hanging his book bag. Now this feathered arrow, by the slightest fraction, took his life; But Master Gu neither shouted nor screamed, just calmly pulled it out and put it into the quiver on the lieutenant's waist:

"The arrow is crooked, so when aiming, remember to deflect to the left."