4131 Melancholy Pharmacist Guo

"With the same amount back, is Song Ting laughing at and provoking us!" Wanyan Zongbi kicked down Xu Han, tore up the Song book, turned his head to Zong Wang, and said, "Let me lead the headquarters of ten thousand horsemen and slaughter that damn Bianjing!" ”

"Don't act rashly." Zong Wang sat behind the desk and drank to keep warm, shook his head and said, "Wait for the treasure slave to return." ”

Wanyan Zongbi angrily picked up the wine cup and drank it all: "Are we just swallowing our anger?" ”

Yan Chang, the commander of the six roads, persuaded: "The Song people have always been timid, and our newly sent envoys have lowered the conditions so much, they will definitely agree." ”

Wanyan Zongbi pointed at Xu Han, who was retching on the ground, and said, "Then what does this person say?" ”

"This..." Wan Yanchang was also a little blind, the envoy brought by the other party was so loud that he wanted Jin Guo to compensate Song Guo upside down, and people who didn't know thought that it was not Song Guo but Jin Guo who was besieged in the capital now.

He touched Xu Han with his toes and asked kindly, "You say, who asked you to come?" ”

Xu Han vomited yellow water for a long time, and originally wanted to talk about the Immortal Cultivation School, but the pride of the literati for many years and the inexplicable feelings of sharing the glory and disgrace with the country prompted him to change his tone when he opened his mouth, and shouted in a deep voice: "Great Song! ”

Wanyan Zongbi kicked him near his heart again, and the force was so heavy that he couldn't recover for a long time, and his face turned blue.

After kicking it, he was still angry, Wan Yan Zongbi grabbed the Song book that he had just torn up and stuffed it into his mouth, and smiled fiercely while stuffing it: "Eat, eat it, like your Da Song so much, then die with it." ”

Xu Han was already out of breath, and a large amount of paper cloth was stuffed into his mouth, he couldn't swallow it, he couldn't spit it out, and his breathing was difficult and his face turned pale.

Wanyan Zongbi picked up the wine jar in the camp tent and poured wine down according to Xu Han's mouth and nose.

It doesn't matter if an envoy of a weak country dies, let alone just give it to the general.

The people in the tent only drank wine and ate meat by themselves, and no one cared about Xu Han's life or death, let alone dissuaded him.

The liquor soaked the paper and poured into the nose.

Xu Han, who was struggling to dodge, suddenly coughed and sneezed violently, and all the blood that spurted out was out.

It was only at this time that Wanyan Zongbi felt that the anger in his chest had dissipated a little, and he put down the wine jar and walked out of the tent.

As soon as he lifted the door of the tent, he saw a large number of soldiers rushing towards him with panicked faces, shouting: "Kill here!" Song, the Song army is here! ”

Xu Han, who was lying on the ground and dying, his eyes, which were already dilated, lit up with a few rays of brilliance: Song. Great Song.

"Night Attack?!" Wan Yan Zongwang and the others in the tent stood up together, and Wan Yan Chang rushed to the door in a few steps and asked loudly, "Do you dare to attack so late?" How many people are on the other side? ”

The soldier wiped the sweat from his face and looked frightened: "There are not many people, about a hundred horsemen, but they are amazing!" All of them are like Xiongkuru on the river plain, invulnerable, fast, ruthless and accurate! Before we arrived, the army had already killed thousands! ”

"Fart! A hundred horsemen dare to rush my 100,000 army? He Song people can still be immortals! Wanyan Zongbi turned his head to Zong Wang and said, "No, let me lead the army of my headquarters to capture them alive!" ”

Wanyan Zongwang felt uneasy in his intuition, and said: "If you don't capture it alive, you can kill it if you can, and it is enough to leave one or two questions." ”

Wanyan Zongbi nodded and opened the door.

Zong Wang still told uneasily: "Wushu! Let the soldiers spread out and watch their instruments! ”

Seeing that Yan Zongbi was far away, Zong Wang said to Wan Yan Chang again: "Tart lazy Dutong, please lead the troops to deal with the vultures, be careful!" ”

After Yan Chang drank the last sip of wine in the dry bowl, nodded and said, "I'll go." ”

The southeast corner of the Golden Soldier Battalion.

Bypassing the sinkhole blasted by the immortal family's spell, the soldiers rushed straight to the camp in the direction pointed by Guo Yaoshi.

All enemy soldiers in their way were knocked down with bows and arrows or melee knives and guns.

This time, the tactical commander of this team is Li He.

And Li He's command content is roughly as follows: fight casually, mainly brush contributions, ordinary enemy soldiers contribute a little per head, and generals can take their heads to Guo Yaoshi to identify their identities according to their status.

So Pharmacist Guo began to suffer for several hours.

From time to time, a soldier would happily run over to him with a bloody head.

Although it is true that some minor generals do appear occasionally, most of the time they are just ordinary Jurchen soldiers.

Pharmacist Guo was about to cry, and his heart was full of melancholy and chaos:

How can a war be fought like this?

Battle merit statistics are something that only happens when cleaning up the battlefield after the war!

How can you do it while fighting?

Are you disrespecting the enemy too much?

It's not a small bandit on the other side, but the Jin Kingdom that has destroyed the Great Liao!

The Song State couldn't even beat the Great Liao before, but now he dares to look down on the Jin State that destroyed the Liao?

What the hell is going on here? It's only been less than a month since I surrendered to the Jin Kingdom, why did the Song army become unrecognizable?

Is there really a god in the world?

And the gods are still helping Song Guo??

Alack!

Heaven is dead, I am a big Liao.

Oh no!

It should be, God will die and I will have a lot of gold.

Oh no!

I have now surrendered again to Song.

What country am I from?

Alack!

Heaven is dead to my pharmacist Guo!!

"Boom!"

Somewhere in the battle area, a huge black shadow fell from the sky, smashed to the ground and trampled dozens of people to death.

But the golden soldier who had already killed the red-eyed was not deterred by the incomprehensible giant creature, and after a short moment of stunnedness, he raised his weapon again and continued to slash.

Li He jumped off Dandan's back.

Blocking the two long-handled machetes that were chopping at the head, by the way, the owner of the two knives smashed through a pile of golden soldiers not far ahead.

"fished" out the dying Liu Xiaoyi from inside.

Reach out and give him a magic shield.

Ignoring the various arrows shot around him, he jumped back on Dandan's back with Liu Xiaoyi.

Energy erupted, black shadows rose from the ground, and several golden soldiers lying on their laps fell from the sky with a scream, falling into flesh.

Song Army's "He" squad.

Yang Zaixing, who had exhausted his internal strength again and ran back into the formation, looked at the proclaimer who had fainted for the third time, pouted and shook his head.

Before the battle, Shi Shuzu released the immortal magic protection body to everyone, as long as he avoided the frontal impact of the enemy soldiers, there would be basically no danger.

It's a shame that you can still be scared like this!

Yang Zaixing's heart was very disdainful.

He remembered very well that the person who announced the edict was the one who brought the edict last time to ask General He Lao to release Guo Yaoshi.

This person's tone was extremely arrogant and his attitude was extremely bad, which left an extremely deep impression on Yang Zaixing.

So this time, as soon as I heard the other party speak, I immediately remembered, and then took the initiative to take care of the (guard) proclamator from my uncle and ancestor.

At this time, I saw the man faint several times.

In addition to disdain, Yang Zaixing's heart also has a hint of joy in punishing success.

He happily began pranayama.

Pharmacist Guo nearby, looked left and right, carefully approached Yang Zaixing's side, and said with a smile: "Immortal family, I want to ask. . . ”

Yang Zaixing opened his eyes and interrupted him: "I'm just a junior disciple in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, not an immortal family, my master and they are." ”

"It's too modest, the Immortal Cultivation Sect is mysterious, and those who can cultivate the Immortal Sect must be the dragon and phoenix among the people." Guo Yaoshi's posture was very low, and he flattered: "Even if it is not an immortal family, an immortal master can always be called!" Looking at the immortal master's increasing profound skills, it is only a matter of time before he becomes an immortal family! ”

After all, he was young and had not been flattered much, and he was slapped on the back by the former commander of the Changsheng Army, Yang Zaixing smiled and narrowed his eyes: "What were you going to say just now?" ”