The leader put the thick wood on the doors and windows, afraid that the cold arrows of the demons would shoot in, so it could be said that there was no power to parry.

Yan Wanjun and Xu Langyin sat on the map, gasping and said, "The power of the demon clan this time is much beyond our imagination, we really shouldn't act so hastily if we knew this." ”

The empty goalkeeper laughed: "It's too late to say this now, and we have no way out." ”

Yan Wanyun just clenched her fists, wanting to smash them to pieces.

However, the people of the demon clan are also real swords and guns, and they can't be solved by will.

The general of the Kongmen clan drank a cup of tea and said to Yan Wanjuan: "Prince Yan Guo, I personally think that the reason why they are so capable of fighting is because they have found a lot of mercenaries, but if we can send people to attack their lair, I'm afraid they will all have to retreat." ”

Xu Langyin looked at the leader, smiled slightly, and then showed a look of embarrassment: "Who doesn't know that their mother is a woman, but now there is chaos everywhere, and you also know that our messenger can't wear it at all." ”

The leader of the Kongmen clan nodded and said, "Yes, I'm afraid it's not convenient for you to kill them now, right?" ’

After that, he gently lifted the curtain and saw that the outside was densely packed with mercenaries of the demon clan.

And every mercenary has a weapon, just like that.

At this time, the door suddenly opened.

The leader of the Kongmen clan saw that it was no one else, but the white-clothed saintess, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "Sikong Shu, the patriarch of the Kongmen clan, participate in the white-clothed saint!" ”

The white-clothed saintess hurriedly helped her up and said, "When is it, besides, it's not in my witch clan, I can't stand it if you bow down like this." ”

The leader of the Kongmen clan hurriedly laughed and said: "The white-clothed saint is too modest, when your elders came, I already felt flattered, and now it is you who are here, and the small ones are naturally five bodies to the ground." ”

The white-clothed saint looked at the leader of the empty gate, usually people say that the leader of the empty door is an honest person who can't turn, it seems that he is very wrong, not only very polite, but also polite.

So, she said to the leader of the empty gate: "It stands to reason that I, as the patriarch, should not come to other places, but now that things are urgent, we can still treat each other as equals, although we have suffered heavy losses in this battle, but we still have troops." ”

Speaking of heavy losses, the leader of the empty gate really regretted not being at the beginning.

Because the first time someone said that it was the people of the demon clan who were making ghosts, I didn't believe it, so there was a later way for the people of the demon clan to drive straight in, and there was an opportunity.

But it's too late to say anything.

The white-clothed saint took out her map and said to the leader of the empty gate: "Patriarch, this map was drawn by our spies, and we also asked people to dress up as merchants, stepping on points along the way, but anyone who saw someone who seemed to be a demon brother made a mark on it. ”

The leader of the empty gate looked at the dense markings, although he felt that there were many spies, and they were everywhere, but one thing was still good, along the edge of the lake, there was an empty gap.

The patriarch of the empty gate took a piece of crystal, carefully enlarged it to look at the gap, and looked at it for a long time without finding a problem.

The white-clothed saint hurriedly stretched out her hand and pointed over and said to him: "Don't worry, chief, I have suspected this place many times before, but later I found out that there is really none." ”

The Patriarch of the Empty Gate nodded and said, "Although there are none here, if our messengers want to break through the siege, I am afraid that there will be hundreds." ”

The white-clothed saint nodded: "Yes, I'd rather believe it." ”

The patriarch of the empty gate held a thick list of the dead, and looked at the many young lives on it, and it had already been drawn to an end, not to mention how sad he was in his heart.

Yan Wanjuan suddenly remembered and said, "When we attacked, Bai Daxian also told us to be careful that they surrounded Wei to save Zhao, do you think they would have thought of our move, and then they would dismantle us?" ”

The leader of the empty gate sighed and said, "It's not impossible, it's just that if we don't go, then who will do it?" ”

Yan Wanjun looked at Xu Langyin, she had only heard how cruel and dangerous the Central Plains War was before, and she just worshipped the heroes inside.

However, now that I have experienced such a thing myself, I know that it is not only the war that is cruel, but also the things that cannot be seen after the victory.

Xu Langyin saw that Yan Wanyun was a little distracted, and gently tugged on his sleeve and whispered: "Now is not the time to be sentimental, we still have a lot of things to do." ”

Yan Wanjun sighed and said to the leader, "What Miss Xu said just now is right, we still have a lot of things to do. ”

Then, began to look at the wounded soldiers below the mountain.

Yan Wanjun saw that many people were still struggling in the dirt, but fortunately, the people in the clan were busy with defense and had no time to clean up the battlefield, Yan Wanjun said to the leader: "I have a suggestion, that is, those wounded soldiers must be treated in time, maybe they can recover and attack again." ”

The leader looked at the wounded soldiers all over the ground, many of them were struggling in the dirt, their voices were quite loud, and their eyes were very determined.

If Yan Wanjun didn't say that, she almost forgot about them.

The white-clothed saintess took out a lot of pills, handed them to the leader and said, "We have nothing else in the Wu clan, this medicine is still a lot, it takes ten days and half a month for ordinary people to get injured normally, take my medicine, and you can get out of bed in three days." ”

The Patriarch of the Empty Gate sighed, holding the pills sent by the white-clothed Holy Maiden.

"These things are worth a lot of money, if you weren't so generous, I really don't know what to do?"

The white-clothed saint took out a piece of paper, wrapped it in the pill, put it in the hand of the patriarch, and said loudly: "Since I gave it to you now, you can take it well, don't delay the illness at that time, but I will blame you." ”

The leader of the empty gate seemed to have a thousand gold and accepted the pills.

Because of the limited manpower in the clan and the large number of wounded soldiers, it was not completely cleaned up in one night, and Xu Langyin also helped to rescue them.

When it was just dawn, Xu Langyin stretched his waist and saw that the wounded soldiers who had been treated had begun to move around.

Yan Wanjuan happily walked up to the elder and said, "Elder, look, they have all been resurrected one by two. ”

When the elder saw them trembling and walking, although he was still sad in his heart, he was relieved.

"In less than three days, they will be able to deliver the letter, and of course, it may take a little time to fight."

The carpenter outside walked in, holding more than a dozen wooden balls, which were full of sharp knives, and handed them to the elders: "Patriarch Qiyu, this is the wooden balls we are going to use to break through." ”

The patriarch looked at the wooden ball and gestured, if it rolled down the mountain, the speed must be very fast. Then with the sharp knives, those demon mercenaries must have fallen like bowling balls.

He smiled with satisfaction: "So, is the track ready?" ”

The soldier pulled out a drawing with three tracks, one on the way to the entrance and the other two on the side path. If you roll down like this, the people of the demon clan can't run so fast if they want to escape.

"It's really good, but our people must avoid it and don't hurt themselves." The patriarch of the empty gate looked at the room full of wounded people, and some of them were saddened.

Xu Langyin was struggling, and suddenly heard his bell and remembered it.

The bell of the white-clothed saint also remembered. The Patriarch of the Empty Gate didn't know what was going on, and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that the Wu Clan is in danger again?" ”

The Lady in White hangs the bell on the wall and records the ringing on it with a piece of paper.

I saw that the bell sounded very rhythmically as if it was a dancing accompaniment. The high and low are staggered, the long and short intervals are not the usual passive sound at all.

After recording for a long time, the bell stopped ringing, and the white-clothed saint circled the symbols on them one by one, calculated, checked, and finally stopped.

The leader of the empty gate asked in a low voice, "What is this?" ”

The white-clothed saintess smoothed the piece of paper and said with a smile: "Nothing, this is the code between our witch clans." ”

Then the white-clothed saintess pointed to the long and short symbols, as well as the results of the summing, and said to the Empty Gate Patriarch: "Our Empty Gate Clan used the resonance of the bell to stay away and create this password, and any information can be transmitted to each other. ”

Xu Langyin asked curiously, "Then, what did Bai Daxian tell us?" ”

The white-clothed saintess pointed to the symbol on it and said to Xu Langyin: "Bai Daxian said, tell us to defend this side, he has already sent people to attack the base camp of the demon clan, and now the demon clan is at a disadvantage, and it will retreat soon." ”

Yan Wanjun nodded happily, it turned out that she had been discussing things all along, and she was worried that she didn't know how to teleport them, but she didn't expect that these things didn't need to be teleported, and there was already a tacit understanding between them.

They looked at the demon mercenaries who were waiting downstairs, and they were all mentally exhausted, and they were about to lose their energy.

If they had heard that their base camp had been defeated, they might have collapsed completely.

It's just that now is not the time to break through, and it is even more impossible to stimulate them with the news of their rout. Otherwise, they will resist stubbornly, and there will be many, many injuries when the time comes.

The patriarch of the Kongmen clan excitedly took out his golden seal, put it on the table, and said to Xu Langyin and Yan Wanjun: "At the beginning, you said that you would fight with us, but now that I haven't worn it, you have already made great achievements, and after success in the future, I will give you this golden seal." ”

As he spoke, he put the golden seal and put it in Xu Langyin's hand.

Yan Wanyun hurriedly excused himself and said: "I can't help it, I can't help it, even if we are willing, if any soldier repents in the future, we won't be able to deal with it, you better keep it first, besides, the war is not over yet." ”