With a long knife in hand, he walked as he retreated, and soon retreated to the corner of the courtyard wall.

The back was handed over to the corner, and Fu Guangzhi stared at every move in the room in a daze.

The long sword pierced the night sky, and a beautiful sword flower flashed, and Fu Guang didn't see anyone, and the long sword had already resisted the attack of the long sword.

Fu Guang, who was anxious to end the fight, pressed forward step by step, and the man who wanted to delay time had a difficult sword move.

Fu Guangxin slashed, used all his strength, and slashed the man's long sword, and his left hand took the opportunity to send the dagger in his hand into the man's abdomen.

The long sword shook out of his hand and nailed it to the gate of the small courtyard.

Fu Guang hurriedly swung his long knife upward, and the man's head flew away from his body in an instant, hitting the ground heavily.

Fearing that he would encounter the patrol, Fu Guang hurriedly took off his bloody heavy armor and walked towards the small courtyard where Shu Bai had lived before.

rummaged around, but he didn't find any poison that Fu Guang knew, but he found a few sticks of incense and a lot of crotons.

He hurriedly threw the croton into the grinding trough, and on his face were the beads of sweat from the fight, running down his cheeks, half down the placket of his clothes, and half dripping into the medicine mill.

After another quarter of an hour, Fu Guang finally grinded out a lot of croton powder.

A pack of oiled paper was put into his arms, and Fu Guang returned to the room again with the incense.

The scolded soldiers were extra vigilant in the middle of the night, and the incense lit a cup of tea, and the two soldiers fainted.

Fu Guang mixed half a packet of croton powder into the vat, and poured the other half into the jar of salt.

The sky began to turn blue, and he hurriedly blew out the incense and found the cellar of a dwelling, quietly waiting for the right time.

The sound of soldiers running in a hurry, the sound of grumbling from time to time.

Fu Guang, who closed his eyes and took a nap, knew that his time had come.

The cellar was not far from the dungeon, but in a quarter of an hour, Fu Guang was on the periphery of the dungeon.

He covered his stomach and walked like many Nanwei soldiers, and between his fingers was the incense that had been lit.

After successfully infiltrating and returning to the dungeon again, he hurriedly released everyone.

"There are about 1,000 Nanyu people in the city, but most of them are currently suffering from diarrhea."

The more than 100 people who were no longer very sick moved neatly, so they had to follow Fu Guang out and kill all directions.

The rest of the military and civilians seemed a little apprehensive and could not lift any spirits.

"After everyone went out, they came across a well and fetched water to drink, and I found it last night, and this well was mixed with an antidote." The remaining people who were not interested immediately lifted their spirits.

Fu Guang took the cell key he found from the stunned soldier and opened the many cells in turn.

Everyone just helped them out of the dungeon.

The little soldier in the prison was mended in his sleep, and he was quite happy.

A vicious battle began.

There were no sharp weapons on them, so they picked them up, bamboo poles and sticks on the side of the road, and earth, stone and tiles on the walls...... Everything that is convenient has become their weapon.

More than a dozen people were a team, and they followed Fu Guang's advice and moved forward in groups.

Gradually, the rubble and rubble in their hands were replaced by real knives and guns, and many people had the helmets of the Nanwei Army on their heads.

Fight for the well water, fight for the hope of survival, and fight for your homeland.

In order for people to live, many things are meaningful.

The water entered the throat, and the body that was still itching was immediately relieved...... The well water is like a miracle medicine that can improve people's combat power, and it can make thousands of people who are sick and slaughtered instantly become invincible soldiers who are not afraid of death.

The fireworks for help went straight to the sky, but Liu Xiao from Sumen County was in a difficult position to protect himself at this time.

Thousands of soldiers pressed forward step by step, and Liu Xiao, who was retreating one after another, could only abandon the city and flee.

This antidote was grasped by the enemy so quickly? Liu Xiao, who fought too easily in this battle, was somewhat underestimated.

Before the war drums sounded, Liu Xiao was still dreaming of dominating the state.

More than 500 people who had no choice but to escape walked to Mengsu Bridge, and saw the signal for help in Mengxi City.

Liu Xiao rode on a horse and looked up at the city wall of Mengxi, where a battle of flesh and blood was taking place.

Jumping into the river or jumping into the river? There was a formation of chasing soldiers behind, Liu Xiao hesitated for a moment and turned his horse's head and ran to the southwest.

Xue Man once said that this poison can not only make the soldiers and civilians of Xuanzhou itch unbearably, but also kill the arrogant and abnormal sawtooth fish in the Mengxi River that dares to eat human flesh.

It is now the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and the water in the river is surging day by day, abandoning horses and jumping into the river, and more than 500 people are like dumplings entering the water.

The traces gradually dispersed, and Shu Bai and his party, who chased to the river, collected hundreds of war horses, and brought them into Mengxi County by the way, completely killing the declining people without leaving a piece of armor.

The people who recaptured the two cities in one fell swoop rested for a while, but Wan Jinyue, who had been silent, couldn't sit still, she was thinking about Qian Tianhe's life and death.

Since the fall of Xuanzhou City, more than a month has passed, and if Qian Tianhe has survived until now, he should have recovered his strength, that is to say, if he doesn't hurry up to take the antidote, his lifespan will definitely not exceed three years.

This is what Wan Jinyue doesn't want to see.

In Sumen County, countless Sumen people who were imprisoned in the dungeon were released, and they greedily fought for the life-saving medicine, but Qian Tianhe looked indifferent.

The antidote appeared, the soldiers and civilians of Xuanzhou were saved, he smiled lightly, he may be the commander of the First World War that is rare in a hundred years, and the nest that is rare to see in a hundred years.

No matter how much you swoon, you have to go back and face it.

Qian Tianhe, who thought that his symptoms had disappeared, did not compete with everyone for the antidote, he found a private house, asked for a clean clothes, and tidied up his appearance with clean water, so he went to find the magistrate of Sumen County and proved his identity.

The river was turbulent, and Liu Xiao and the others were washed outside the south gate of Xuzhou City in just one hour.

With the help of the long knife in his hand, he took a lot of trouble to get ashore.

The rest of the soldiers were also covered in mud and water, and their faces were full of exhaustion.

More than 500 people, more than half of which were lost, Liu Xiao took the remaining more than 200 people into the city of Xuanzhou.

Xiao Xuanyu, who joined the army under the name of Xun Sanlang, felt the sense of accomplishment brought to him by the battlefield for the first time.

This time, he was not Xiao Xuanyu, King Jing, but Xun Sanlang, an ordinary farmer, joined the army, and his starting point was much lower, but this time he really relied on himself to survive.

Joy rose, but Xiao Xuanyu suddenly remembered something.

The smile condensed on his face, and he had always felt that his new face was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this face.

It wasn't until the national teacher arrived in Mengxi County that he knew the origin of this familiarity.

His face is really like the master of the national teacher - the dusty mage.

The same thin lips, the same narrow eyes.

Shen Lang, Chen Fu.

What is the surname of this national teacher?

Then why is the madwoman in the valley of the green pines obsessed with restoring his face?

All kinds of questions came to his mind.

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