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The three Mo disciples were lying on bamboo mats, covered with white cloth from the bottom of their heads, and their bodies were already cold.

More than a dozen disciples of the Mo family, dressed in black robes, stood silently and solemnly to express their condolences to their deceased fellow disciples.

No one wept bitterly.

There was no hoarseness either.

No one even showed obvious anger and grief.

They are not without pain or injury, the dead soldiers of the Mo family can cut off their heads and bleed, they can die together, long-term training and adherence to the Mojia concept make them know how to control their emotions better. They are ink scholars, who have always endured hardships and stood hard work, were strict with themselves, regarded the maintenance of justice and morality as an unshirkable responsibility, and they were not afraid of sacrifice and had a noble spirit of dedication. Seeing the cold corpses of their companions lying on the bamboo mats, the inkers were equally sad and angry.

The deathly silence in front of the grass and reeds has a terrifying power of its own.

Xu Piaomiao stood at the front of the team, and there was endless sadness in the depths of her eyes.

He and several other Mo disciples rushed back from Jizhou, only to learn that they had just missed this battle, and three Mo scholars had been killed. As the leader of these ink masters, the sadness in Xu Piaomiao's heart can be imagined.

He slowly approached a bamboo mat and lifted the white body of the deceased inkman, covering the deceased's head. Xu Piaomiao's movements were very slow and careful, as if the ink artist on the ground was just taking a nap at noon, and he was just covering the sleeping door with a quilt, lest he wake up the other party.

"We came here and were assigned by the sect."

Xu's ethereal voice sounded in front of the grass and reeds, reaching the ears of every ink artist.

"The sect asked us to protect the Zhulu Leader, protect the lord and his righteous brothers, everyone knows why."

"That's right, the sect is doing all this for Senior Brother Yudi!"

"The Mo family has been in decline for hundreds of years, and Senior Brother Yu Di is the hope of the revival of the sect, in order to let him devote himself to study and shoulder the burden of revitalizing the Mo family as soon as possible, the sect let us come here."

"It is our responsibility to defend the deer leader."

"When the deer leader is attacked by other forces, my generation should stand up."

"The battle for territory, the battle array, the fight for their lives, both of them died in the battle array, and we have no complaints."

Xu Piaomiao covered the remains of the ink on the two bamboo mats, but when it came to the third bamboo mat, he stopped.

"Xiao Wu is different."

Xu Piaomiao pointed to the bamboo mat that was not covered, and pointed to the young face.

"The enemy killed people, Xiao Wu pursued, was killed outside the territory, more than 20 wounds, ten fingers were broken, the hamstrings were picked, and five ribs were broken. Judging from the injury, the person who shot was a clever martial artist, otherwise it would not be so easy to restrain Xiao Wu, and there would not be such a professional technique. ”

"When Xiao Wu was killed, he was dressed in the costume of an inkman."

"My generation can kill people, and others can kill my generation."

"The other party is a person from the rivers and lakes, but he still tortures and kills the disciples of the Mo family, I think this is contempt for the Mo family."

Xu Piaomiao was very angry, and so were the Mo scholars who were standing solemnly, the dead soldiers of the Mo family were absolutely loyal to the sect. Even if no companions were tortured and killed, just the article of "contempt for the Mo family" was enough to make them go berserk.

"Choke!"

Xu Piaomiao drew his sword and slashed on his left arm, and blood dripped down his arm, staining the white cloth red.

He didn't seem to be aware of it, and said in a deep voice: "Swear to avenge this!" ”

"Choke!"

More than a dozen swords were drawn, and the ink masters also stabbed their own arms without the slightest hesitation.

"Take revenge!"

The day after Xu Piaomiao returned to the Zhulu Territory, Bai Yubing also returned to the territory.

Bai Yu returned from Sili, the departure time was a few days earlier than Xu Piaomiao, but the arrival time was later, this is because Bai Yu went south in Hanzhong, and the mountain road was tortuous and difficult, but Xu Piaomiao and others entered the Yizhou realm from Jingzhou, and several ink masters were all martial artists, and it was easy for them to take shortcuts on mountain roads.

Along the way, Chen Zhi was shocked to see signs of attack on the dependent territories.

After learning about the fierceness and cruelty of the whole battle, Chen Zhi fell into deep self-blame, feeling guilty that he could not return in time, and guilty that Bai Yu had failed to fulfill his duty of protection when the territory was in danger.

There is a reason why Chen Zhi is so guilty.

"After passing through Hanzhong, my subordinates strayed into the mountains and got lost, and after more than three years in the mountains, they were so anxious that they found a way out a few days ago, and immediately rushed back day and night...... If you fail to participate in the battle and retreat from the enemy, please punish the Lord! ”

Chen Zhi said that "I got lost in the mountains by mistake for more than three years", and the fish was unwise and couldn't cry or laugh.

In order to match the impact of the advancement of the historical process, Futu is also hard enough.

Yu Buzhi naturally would not punish Chen Dao for this, and comforted him with kind words, so that Bai Yu Bing could rest well. Although it is nonsense to go around in the mountains for a few years, from Ba County to Si Li, and then from Si Li back to Ba County after participating in the battle, it is a real experience, and Bai Yu urgently needs to rest.

Just then, a regional announcement rang out.

"Ding Dong: Ma Xiang, the leader of the Yellow Turban in Yizhou, broke through Yu County, killed Shi Jian Jian, the assassin of Yizhou, gathered many dependents, Ma Xiang's strength soared, and the soldiers pointed directly at Shu County and Qianwei County. The state assassin was killed, the subordinate counties of Yizhou were terrified, the counties were leaderless, the morale of the army was very low, and deserters began to appear in the army. ”

He Jian finally hung up, as in history.

Yu Buzhi has no good impression of Yin Jian, only white eyes.

If it weren't for the personal vendetta of this communiqué, he used the excuse to recruit the Zhulu Army to quell the rebellion, resulting in the emptiness of the defense of the Zhulu Territory, and when the enemy attacked, the Zhulu Territory would not have paid such a painful price. The death of Xu Jian was announced in the form of a system announcement, and Xu Shu received the news and should have been rushing to the territory now.

Yu Buzhi is looking forward to Xu Shu's return.

Although he commanded the troops to repel the siege of a strong enemy, Yu Buzhi still had many doubts.

Why did the Zhu Ti rebels abandon the imperial court and counties and make a detour to attack Zhululing?

Why did Wu Lingkou come again?

The water pirate group was confirmed to be passing by, but who led the joint action of the cavalry territory, the rebels, and the Wuling Kou?

This siege failed, will there be a next wave?

Also, the situation in Yizhou is erosive, how should the deer leader respond?

All kinds of confusion need Xu Shu to come back to discuss and formulate countermeasures. Although Yu Buzhi's brain reaction is not slow, he can often come up with some whimsical plans, and this siege battle can be seen one or two, but if he thinks rigorously and carefully, he can't catch up with Xu Shu.

"Yuan Zhi is not here, there is not even a strategist in the territory who can discuss serious matters, and the talent is withering......"

The fish is unwise and sighs to himself.

This sentence seemed familiar, and reminded him of Wang Ping.

This is not the first time he has complained about the withering of talents, and he chose to respond to the state government's call to lead the team. Wang Ping became a member of the Deer Army, and how to use it still needs to be decided after discussing with coach Xu Shu.

didn't wait for Xu Shu to return, two national system announcements rang out one after another.

"Ding Dong: Due to the escalation of the war in Yizhou, more than half of the area was occupied by the rebels, the assassin was killed, the situation continued to erode, and the war in Yizhou was upgraded to a regional camp mission. Players can choose to join the court camp or the rebel camp to help their faction accumulate merits and obtain corresponding rewards. ”

"Ding Dong: The Yizhou government is unable to quell the rebellion, and Yin Zhujun of Henan was ordered to lead his troops into Yizhou to suppress the rebels." (To be continued.) )