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In "Taiping Yaoshu", it was said that there was an unbelievable summoning technique, and the last paragraph of the record was about the ancient demons.

Nanhua Lao Immortal once warned that the ancient demons were not only sealed by the Five Elements Technique, but also belonged to them, and the incarnations of the three major ones with the most noble bloodline in the world could not be obtained, and in addition, when summoning, if you were a little careless when unsealing, it would cause a catastrophe.

Of course, Nanhua Lao Xian said that there is no right or wrong in things, just different positions, if you feel that it is necessary, you can not worry about the criticism and eyes of others.

Because, you are yourself, you are unique in this world!

"Taiping Technique" has a saying that unless you are a descendant of one of the three races with the most noble bloodline, and find the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor Sword with the power to turn things around, if you can get this rare divine weapon, otherwise, the ancient demons are invincible.

Bo Cai thought of this, if he could summon the ancient demon and deal with this district chief, it would not be a piece of cake, a matter of flick of his fingers.

Thinking of this, Bo Cai rushed out of the tent with a loud shout.

"Someone! Quickly build an earthen platform, three feet high! ”

..

In the second half of the night, the moon is dark and the night of murder, and the wind is high and the sky is on fire.

There was silence all around, the river quietly stopped flowing, and slowly fell asleep, as if afraid to wake her, and the dark pine forest suddenly ceased to be noisy.

The nightingale's singing fell silent, and after singing all day, she went to rest, and the long-legged coot was not shouting, as if she was afraid to break the tranquility and beauty of this moment.

On this side, Zhou Cang and other centurions also scolded, it was already the second half of the night, whether it was the defenders of the Changshe or the Yellow Turban Legion on the periphery, they were all tired, everyone took materials on the spot, and they fell asleep.

At the same time, on the other side, Huang Fu Song and Zhu Jun were sitting and waiting, although Huang Fu Song was convinced that Bo Cai would not attack, but the Yellow Turban gang could be said to be fanatical believers on Taiping Island, and they could not be treated with common sense.

Just like that, the night passed, and sure enough, Bocai's gang of yellow turbans did not attack, and the defenders of the Changshe and the Bocai yellow scarves passed without incident.

In this way, for two days in a row, Bocai still had no road, and it was all his group of centurions who took turns to fight, scolding all clichés, and it is estimated that they are also poor in donkey skills.

Of course, Zhou Cang is very happy, after all, there is no need to go into battle to kill the enemy, at least the safety is very guaranteed.

Wang Xuan also thinks that the small life is good, these days are three meals a day, and he eats meat and drinks a lot of wine, the roast pork leg exudes an attractive aroma, and the mellow barley wine has always been in the mouth.

"—"

Wang Xuan's face was flushed, he was living a comfortable life, eating and drinking all day long.

..

On the other side, Huangfu Song was a little unable to sit still, waiting left and right, waiting for the other rebels to come, could it be that Bo was thinking about surrounding but not fighting, wanting to eat the imperial troops who came to reinforce.

Thinking of this, Huangfu Song felt a panic in his heart, judging from the current situation, it is very likely that Bocai is thinking like this, in this way, Bocai is not a reckless man, but an unborn hero.

Judging from the situation in the past few days, on the one hand, Bocai excluded many Yellow Turban believers from outside the city gate and called for battle, the purpose of which was to increase the psychological pressure of my guardian Changshe, and to achieve the effect of surrendering without a fight.

At the same time, the Yellow Turban fighters who are capable of fighting are excluded from ambushing those reinforcements who come to reinforce on the periphery.

Could it be that Bocai has already decided that we don't care about opening the city gate and going out to fight to the death?

Thinking of this, Huangfu Song's face turned blue, his fists clenched, his heart was full of anger, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Huang Fu Song thought of it, did he already have the Tao of Bocai, at this time, Huang Fu Song, who was standing in the county office, looked at the direction of Bo Cai outside the house.

"Bo Cai, Bo Cai, at this moment, have you really killed a lot of my Han's reinforcements?"

Huangfu Song fell into deep thought.

On the other hand, Hutu also had no sleep, he gathered all his troops, and was preparing for battle all night.

"Comrades, as the saying goes, raising a thousand soldiers, and using them every day for a while."

Balabala said a lot of inspiring words, just when he was thirsty, the master Li Wu on the side was very considerate and brought a bowl of cold water.

"Master, you taste it, who is sweet today."

"I'm not in the mood, you can drink."

Hu Tu was worried and sullen and walked towards the county office.

Li Wuzhi on the side shook his head: "Hey, this nerd doesn't know how to enjoy himself, he doesn't know how to enjoy." ”

Let's say that I picked up a bowl of water and drank it all, it was really sweet and delicious.

Of course, the sergeant on the side couldn't wait to rush up and drink the tea.

"It's delicious—"

"It's so much better than watermelon—"

In the county office, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun were discussing something, and when they saw Hu Tu coming, they hurriedly beckoned.

"What, form a death squad and wear the Yellow Turban Barracks at night?"

All of a sudden, Hutu was stunned, this, this is life-threatening.

"Don't worry, you call a few locals who are familiar with the terrain, and we will have someone to follow." Zhu Jun patted Hu Tu, who was a little distracted.

"Don't forget, you are a county commander of the empire, and it is your duty to defend the territory!" Huangfu Song said solemnly.

"Down, the lower official understands."

Hutu only felt a cold sweat on his back, and he didn't know how he got back into his room.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Hutu's wife, Yun, looked at her husband with relief.

"Hey, Lord Huangfu Song asked to send a few to break into the Yellow Turban Barracks at night, I'm worried about who to shoot."

Hutu looked sad and affectionate.

"Master, you let me talk too much, although I am a woman's family, but, I know, this is the place where our child was born, and it is also the place where the master and I tied the knot, and I still have a lot of feelings for the long society. Therefore, we should do our part, besides, as an official of the imperial court, you naturally have to take on your own responsibilities. ”

"What Madame said is very true." Hearing this, Hu Tu walked to Yun's side and hugged her tightly, and then looked at the children who were still sleeping next to him, whether they were very sweet in their dreams, because they were smashing their mouths, Hu Tu looked at the child with some love.

"Ma'am, I'm going to go."

After a long time, Hu Tu said: "After all, I am asking others to die, and I, as the head of the long society, naturally have to take the lead." ”

Let's say, Hu Tu sighed, he also won a place in the Changshe by showing filial piety, he originally thought that he could show his ambitions, display his talents and revenge, but he never thought that the big man was already difficult to return and terminally ill.

The eunuchs of the DPRK and China were in power, wantonly plundering the wealth of the people, coupled with the abnormal weather in recent years, the people had no fixed place to live and were forced to stay away from their homes, so that the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out.

In the face of the long society, Hutu still has some apologies.

"Sir—"

Yun looked at Hu Tu with tears in his eyes.

"So-"

"Well, if anything happens, I hope Madame will live well, for herself and for our children—" said Hutu, turning and leaving.

As a man, you shouldn't shed tears in front of your beloved woman, because you are a woman's heaven and a woman's patron saint. (To be continued.) )