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The garrison of the underworld army in Snow Dragon Pass

Meng Qiu was wearing fine iron armor and a red battle robe, standing expressionlessly in front of Cao Wenbao's bed, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body, and lay unconscious on the bed with a pale face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hu Yanyue, the deputy commander of the underworld army on the side, had a worried look on his face, it had been more than ten days since Tian Hao colluded with the Mongols to attack Xuelong Pass, Cao Wenbao was unconscious, and the underworld army suffered heavy losses. She commanded the underworld army alone, not only to reorganize the army, to care for and bury the dead soldiers, but also to prevent the Mongols from raiding, the busy work and heavy pressure made her lose a whole circle, and the whole person looked exhausted.

Seeing that Meng Qiu was silent, a tear flashed in Hu Yanyue's eyes, "What are you doing here?" As soon as he arrived at Xuelong Pass, he rushed to visit Cao Wenbao before he had time to order to set up camp. But why did he see Cao Wenbao himself, the nine-thousand-year-old was silent. What was he thinking? ”。

Hu Yanyue's heart was full of doubts, but she didn't dare to say it, she was very aware of the care of this nine-thousand-year-old adult for the underworld, and she also knew the huge pressure that the nine-thousand-year-old took in order to help the underworld army take revenge. But.....

Meng Qiu stood silently like this, and an hour later, just when Hu Yanyue wanted to speak. "How long has he been like this? Is the injury serious? Meng Qiu asked, without the slightest emotion in his tone.

Hearing this, Hu Yanyue couldn't control the tears in her eyes anymore, and cried and said, "The young general has been in a coma for 28 days!" The major general was wounded by the Mongol arrow scimitar and suffered 128 wounds all over his body, three of which were fatal! The whole person knelt on the ground softly, and Hu Yanyue said silently.

Hearing this, Meng Qiu's eyes narrowed, his cheeks twitched, and he stared at Cao Wenbao who was lying on the bed, although he didn't say anything, a monstrous anger had risen in his chest.

"Boom! How many men and horses did the Underworld lose in this battle? With a creepy laugh, Meng Qiu continued to ask.

"14,325 people of the Pluto Army died on the battlefield, 789 people were seriously injured and forced to retire, and 7,000 people were slightly injured and are recuperating!" Raising her head, Hu Yanyue gritted her silver teeth and said, although her eyes were still tearful, her eyes were shining with perseverance, anger, and revenge.

"Hmm!" Nodding, Meng Qiu didn't talk nonsense, and directly pulled out the sword on his waist, and stabbed it at the head of Cao Wenbao's bed with a "whew"!

"Nine-thousand-year-old!" Hu Yanyue was startled, and hurriedly stood up and shouted, at that moment she really thought that Meng Qiu was going to kill Cao Wenbao.

"Get out! Take a good rest! All the affairs of the Hades Army are temporarily handed over to Wang Yinglong to manage! Three days later, I went out with me, and went north to the Karaqin tribe to take revenge! Turning his head to look at Hu Yanyue, Meng Qiu frowned tightly, and said with fire in his eyes.

After saying that, Meng Qiu directly grabbed Cao Wenbao's collar and roared angrily: "The king of Hades wakes up for labor!" Revenge with me in the northern war against Mongolia! After saying that, Meng Qiu didn't say a word and directly "throws" Cao Wenbao on the bed, looking at him with anger on his face, and tears can't stop flowing.

In Meng Qiu's heart, Cao Wenbao, like Wang Yinglong, is his own righteous son, a good son worthy of his trust for a lifetime. For the sake of his good son, Meng Qiu is willing to give everything.

"If you dare to hurt my righteous son, I will kill millions of you to avenge him!"

When he first learned that Cao Wenbao was seriously injured, Meng Qiu swore that compared with Wang Yinglong, Cao Wenbao was more mature, stable and introverted. He rarely speaks, and strictly follows Meng Qiu's requirements to do things, study, and strive to become a talent.

When Meng Qiu needed it, Cao Wenbao didn't care how arduous this task was, and would not hesitate to carry it out. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead, he will do it without hesitation and carry it out.

After saying that, Meng Qiu didn't talk nonsense, he sat in front of the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate, he was waiting, waiting for his righteous son to wake up, waiting for Cao Wenbao, the king of Hades, to follow him to the north to conquer Mongolia.

Meng Qiu sat at the head of the bed like a clay statue bodhisattva, motionless from sunrise to sunset. It wasn't until night fell and began to fill the room little by little, that Meng Qiu heard his most desired voice:

"Father-in-law!" Laboriously opened his eyes, Cao Wenbao opened his chapped lips and said weakly, but his eyes were bright.

"Woo", at this moment, Meng Qiu couldn't control himself anymore, and hid his face and cried. "Little bunny, you've finally woken up! Do you know that your father-in-law, I died three horses tired of coming to see you, and I was about to fall apart! Little Bunny! Meng Qiu said like an old lady while crying.

Covering her mouth and looking at all this with a look of disbelief, Hu Yanyue cried, completely crying. "Major General, you've finally woken up!" At that moment, her tense heart finally relaxed completely, the young general would not leave her, he would not leave the underworld, he was back - the commander of the underworld, Cao Wenbao, the king of Hades!

You must know that for the underworld, Cao Wenbao is not only the boss, but also a totemic existence. When he was invaded by barbarians in the hometown of the generals of the Hades Army, his family died tragically at the hands of the barbarians, and he escaped alone, carrying a deep hatred of blood and hatred, and he was at a loss to stand up and collect the soldiers of the Hades Army with his own strength.

At that time, the situation was very severe, and the barbarians occupied large tracts of land in the Han Dynasty, and in these lands they burned and looted with impunity. In the eyes of the barbarians, the Han people were nothing more than props for torture and entertainment or "delicious food", and they could kill as much as they wanted.

The defenders of the Han Dynasty were taken by the "terror" of the barbarians, defending the city or abandoning the city, and surrendering the people of the mountains and rivers to the barbarians to kill and persecute. Cao Wenbao took Hu Yanyue and hundreds of ragged fleeing people, hiding in the mountains and waiting for an opportunity:

Hundreds of young men and women in ragged clothes gathered around a campfire, and in the middle a thin young man with a sharpened branch stood up and spoke. "We must snatch back our own food, clothes, and weapons from the barbarians, and rescue our relatives, friends, and village party members before they are eaten by the barbarians!" After saying that, the thin young man picked up a weapon made of sharpened thick branches, and walked towards the barbarian camp in the darkness without looking back.

"You're going to kill the barbarians! Is this man looking for death? The barbarians are invincible in our eyes, and we can only be killed by them. We had no horses, no weapons, no armor, and we were hungry for days without a full meal. We are all yellow-faced and thin-skinned, how can we defeat those strong barbarian warriors? Watching the thin young man walk into the darkness, the rest of the people said with horror on their faces.

Most of them squatted in silence and did not move, in their eyes the barbarians were terrible, and they would rather starve to death here, endure the condemnation of their families being killed and their inability to avenge their conscience, rather than fight the barbarians. Although they were all saved by that young man!

"If we continue to wait like this, we will die, and we will fight hard with the barbarians, at least worthy of the benefactor's rescue of us, and worthy of the spirit of our family in the sky! Fight! I'd rather die than live like a dog! But some people did not think so, and they took up their rudimentary weapons made of twigs and caught up with the emaciated youth.

That night, Hu Yanyue and his party of 58 people attacked the barbarian camp at night under the leadership of Cao Wenbao, and finally returned with a tragic victory. A group of 59 people, including Cao Wenbao, returned alive 18 people, rescued more than 300 people, and grabbed a batch of food.

After coming back, Cao Wenbao took the scimitar he had just snatched from the barbarians, and in front of everyone, under the incomprehensible eyes of Hu Yanyue and others, he killed all the people who were afraid of the barbarians who stayed in the camp. "My food is only for those who really care about the people of the Han Dynasty, and my scimitar not only kills the barbarians, but also kills those white-eyed wolves who don't care about the lives of their fellow villagers!" With such thoughts, Cao Wenbao repeatedly rescued people and killed people, rescued villagers and elders, and killed barbarians and white-eyed wolves.

Hu Yanyue and 17 other people have been following Cao Wenbao closely, they don't care about what Cao Wenbao does, they only care about what they can do for Cao Wenbao. They knew very well what had happened that night, Cao Wenbao was their god, their everything, and they would carry out Cao Wenbao's orders desperately.

Raise an army of the underworld and fight the barbarians countless times; Guishun is 9,000 years old, and sent troops to guard Xuelong Pass; Fiercely fought against the Mongol iron cavalry and was seriously wounded......

The underworld army did not complain, they did not complain, they bandaged their wounds, buried the robes that died in battle, and waited for Cao Wenbao to wake up. They are waiting for their king to wake up and take revenge with themselves!

But after so many days, the king still did not wake up, and was still "sleeping" in the room. The soldiers of the Hades Army turned from anticipation to worry, from worry to worry, and their morale plummeted.

"Yue'er, you have been wronged! You've lost weight! Stretching out a hand, Cao Wenbao looked at Hu Yanyue and said, tears couldn't stop flowing in his eyes, he knew that the other party's love for him had been hesitant to accept it, and now he understood what he should do.

"Major General, you've finally woken up! Yue'er is so scared, I'm afraid that you will sleep like this all the time and ignore us" Hearing Cao Wenbao's words, Hu Yanyue suddenly burst into tears, and she didn't know where she got the strength to stand up, ran to Cao Wenbao's bed, grabbed his hand and said.

With a slight smile, Meng Qiu got up and left the room quietly, his righteous son did not die, and he also gained true love, which was enough for him.

Early the next morning

The 50,000 soldiers of the underworld let out an earth-shattering cheer, they frantically waved the weapons in their hands, threw their helmets into the sky, and expressed their heartfelt joy towards the figure standing on the city gate:

"The generals of the underworld, rectify the three armies, mobilize 50,000 troops, and follow me to the north to conquer the Karaqin tribe three days later. Avenge the death of my underworld army! Save me the people of Xuelongguan! ”

When the thin figure appeared above the city gate tower and the familiar voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena, the underworld army, who had been in a coma because of the serious injury of the boss, suddenly became energetic and murderous.

Cao Wenbao, the king of the underworld, has awakened, and the underworld army has regained its strength and is ready to fight to the death with the Karaqin tribe!