Chapter 131: Blood Blossoms, Second Personality Killing
The blood-stained yellow sand's proactive strategy was once again shattered. This time was different from the first time when Zhan Tianxia and Jian Ba were allowed to go down the mountain for a night attack, but before the strategy began, they were coincidentally strangled by Ye Bugui.
From the mountainside of Heilong Mountain to the foot of the mountain, dense barricades were put up, and many large earth pits were dug out of each row of barricades overnight. Inside the pit is the same dense barbs, once someone falls into it, they will shed their skin and break their arms and legs if they don't die.
When they were drunk and drunk, and when they led a group of swordsmen down to the mountainside, a row of arrows first came over, and then they had to face this artificial barrier.
Let the army press in, push it up with all your might?
It's not that I haven't thought about it this way, but if it is crushed all the way down to the foot of the mountain, Ye Bugui's army will be at ease and broken in one fell swoop. If there are few people, the dozen or so archers take turns shooting, and a dozen spearmen take turns throwing them, and all the way down, a small number of bandits have no effect at all.
Can you just sit back and wait?
"This guy is really cunning!" Standing on top of the high cottage, looking at the mountainside to the foot of the mountain under the sun, I couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
The drunken and indifferent pleasure of going and coming back and forth, while teasing an NPC's pretty village girl, drinking and laughing. The sword at his waist dangled brightly.
He pinched the round chin of the pretty village girl, and said with a smile: "Don't be so anxious, Lord Commander, all the bandits from all walks of life are gathering on our side, and delaying the time will only be more detrimental to him Ye Bugui, so what do we have to worry about?" β
"You've already contacted them offline?" The blood-stained yellow sand tilted his head and looked drunk.
Drunk nodded, took a sip of wine, took a breath, and said, "Refreshing~ Yes." This broken game, once it is in the battle area, it can't be 'thousands of miles away'. Tut. It seems that Uncle Ben is still short of those few small dollars. β
"Huh...... Have they already formed a gathering ground outside the Black Dragon Mountain? Who is the leader? Don't tell me it's a collection of disgraceful garbage in silos? The blood-stained yellow sand frowned slightly, a little contemptuous. If that's the case! Hum! Instead, it drags me down! β
Drunk and drunk, he restrained his smile and said: "There are many fools in the world, but there are also many smart people. If Ye Bugui conquers Black Dragon Mountain, gathers ten bandit cottages, and completes the task, the huge reward he gets from completing the task will cause great turmoil in the division of strength under the original unspoken rules. The people of the world can't tolerate him. β
"That's right! With your own strength, you want to compete with the whole world, naΓ―ve! "The blood-stained yellow sand is very unpleasant, and the leaves do not return. It's like peers exclusive, literati despise each other.
"Hahaha!" He took a drunken sip of wine and said, "Maybe this man is the opposite, and if I say this, he may tell me that he can't hold the whole world." β
"Humph!" The blood-stained yellow sand's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "Who are the people from outside?" β
Drunk and drunk for a rare moment, he said: "This time, Ye Bugui is also a celebrity." All the famous families gathered in Heilong Mountain to kill this dog official. β
"The first batch of leaders are Zhang Pojun, the commander of the Jianmang Legion, Zhang Laoda, and the head of the Imperial Legion, Feng Chan (old pronunciation chan, new pronunciation shan), and the main characters are Wang Tianhe of the River Water Legion, the king of the land and the empty city who fought with Ye Bugui in Mingzhi County, and the naivety of the daredevil. The top ten Qinglian Sword Immortals on the level list, riding horses and cutting people, also brought people over to want to be ashamed. β
"There are more than 3,000 players and more than 2,000 NPC bandits. A total of five thousand people. These people are our foreign aid. And that's just the first batch! Hahaha! β
"Zhang Pojun? Boss Zhang? The blood-stained yellow sand's face sank, and he sneered: "Isn't this guy the first two captains of our legion?" Now it's time to change the courtyard to eat. This traitor! You still call him Boss! β
"Ahem...... What's that, Commander, it's all democratic now. "It's a little embarrassing to be drunk, and he doesn't want to get involved in the old entanglement between Zhang Pojun and the blood-stained yellow sand.
"Don't be angry, you discuss a time, I'll go offline to inform them, inside and outside."
"Sir, a messenger has arrived." Qiu Ju said playfully.
"Bring it."
Ye Bugui rode on the black horse, looking at the water in the upper reaches of the Heilong River, accumulating more and more, and the stone bed of the river gradually showed the appearance of drying up. He took the letter and unfolded it:
You are not a good monarch, but more of a counselor. You and I are both strategists, and it is inevitable that we will compete with each other. If you want me to completely join the pinnacle army that doesn't even have a shadow, you might as well fight me again.
Tomorrow night, see how you break our plan to meet the needs of the outside world.
Signed: Empty city.
"Tomorrow night, the moon and the river, all of them are bloody red." Ye Bugui threw the letter into the river.
"Sir, this person may be deceitful." Qiu Ju said with a puffed cheek.
"Oh? How so? Ye Bugui was in a good mood and planned to test this little girl's brain ability.
Qiu Ju raised her head seriously and said, "If you really want to meet outside at night, it's obviously the best sneak attack, why do you have to tell Mr." Isn't this a gentleman to prepare in advance? β
"That's right. But he really wanted me to prepare in advance. β
Ye Bugui looked at the camp he had arranged for people to settle down, and said: "Our military camp is very strong, and it is divided into two parts, one is at the foot of the mountain to prevent bandits; A song is in the upper reaches, and it is located at a high potential. The two songs are not far apart, and they can rush to each other's aid, and the enemy should not be aggressive. Night raids, on the contrary, are not beautiful. It's better to tell me in advance, so that I can get nervous and be on my guard at all times. From tonight to tomorrow night, how long the night is, sitting for a long time hurts the body, and waiting for a long time is sad. This is a mind-attacking technique, and I can't sleep peacefully. Maybe he'll attack at night tonight! β
"This man is so cunning!" Qiu Ju was indignant.
Ye Bugui shook his head, soldier, treacherous. The fundamental core of all strategies and schemes is to conceal the world and cross the sea, and they are all to make people fall into the stratagem without others knowing it.
A concealment of words, full of the art of war.
"Sir, there was a burst in the stone bed of the river, and a large hole appeared, and there was a faint sound of wind howling in the hole." Dongmei, who has made military achievements and realized her self-worth, walked in full spirit. She didn't expect that what her husband had told her on the note before would really appear.
Sir is like a god.
"Hahahaha! The clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger. The wind howls and the dragon roars, sweeping the world. Tonight is the time to break the enemy! Ye Bugui laughed when he heard this, and said, "Order, go down, and carry all the blood collected on the corpse of the deceased last night to the mouth of the big cave!" β
"Tonight, harvest night!"
"Whoa!"
It was night, and the blood-stained yellow sand led all the men and horses down the mountain. However, before descending the mountain, they had to remove or remove the barricades and fill in the dirt pits. On the left side of Black Dragon Mountain, a cloud of black shadows walked slowly, all dressed in black and robes, and their weapons were also smeared with reflective special juice, preventing the moonlight from revealing their whereabouts.
"The empty city is silent, naΓ―ve, both of them are rare strategists, we have now arrived at Heilong Mountain, and there is a camp of officers and soldiers in front of us, what should we do next." Zhang Pojun asked.
Zhang Pojun, with a leopard head, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and an ape arm, his voice was as deep as thunder, and his expression was like a rock. Steady and mighty, raise your hands and feet to show a heroic posture. He should be a candidate for general.
The daredevil's naΓ―ve was a low-key ghost, smiled, and looked at the empty city. "How's Mr. Empty City?"
The lonely eyes of the empty city seem to be able to hold everything in front of them, and there is a kind of vast rivers and mountains, and now I have the confidence in my eyes. He showed a thorn of Emei from his sleeve and pulled it on the ground: "This is Heilong Mountain, this is the camp at the foot of the mountain for officers and soldiers, and this is the camp for officers and soldiers upstream, the two camps are not far apart, once there is a change, support each other." β
"The most troublesome thing is that Ye Bugui is a strict and vigilant person, I'm afraid that the night attack will not be easy."
When Zhang Pojun heard this, he said: "In this way, it is better to cut off one of his arms than to damage the hair on his body." After completing all the efforts in one place, he went directly to the upstream camp and killed his main army. β
Kongcheng shook his head and said, "This plan, I'm afraid it won't work?" β
"It really doesn't work." Although the daredevil's naivety has not been with Ye Bugui for a long time, he has been an enemy and has fought side by side, so he knows better what kind of person Ye Bugui is.
Wang Tianhe was defeated in a row, and seeing that both of them said so, he stood aside and said with some bitterness: "Then how to deal with him?" Could it be that God could accept him? β
As soon as his words landed, the bright moon in the sky suddenly changed.
The silver moon turned into a blood moon, and the monstrous smell of blood, drifting with the wind, came to the nose, startled a group of people, and looked at the blood moon in the sky in a daze: "Is it true that you want to accept him?" β
(End of chapter)