"The wound is neat, there are no fatal injuries to other parts of the body, it should be a severed head, well, no, there is some blood spurting out of the front of the neck, and there is a slight deviation in the position of the knife in the throat, it should be cut first, and then the head was cut off, from the difference between the positions of the two knife edges, the other party should be a master of cold weapons, or a professional assassin"

After listening to the identification of the forensic survivors, Zhang Liao waved his hand and signaled the other party to retreat, anyway, this is the body of an intruder and will not be specially reserved for it, and then pulled down its equipment and the body found a small pit to bury. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When the team returned to the camp, they received a warm welcome from the people left behind, of course, some were happy and some were sad, those who survived were lucky, and the families of their relatives who died on the spot were sad.

For such a situation, Zhang Liao is also commonplace, but it is also inevitable to be a little uncomfortable, as a coach, Zhang Liao has a more important job after dealing with some things, that is, the Chinese tradition to sacrifice the warriors who died in battle.

Originally, this preparation was generally carried out by special sacrificial personnel in the ancient army, but now it is necessary for Zhang Liao to come by himself, but the modern rules are also a little different from the ancient, Zhang Liao then found Pang Tong and asked him to consult with some modern officers and some survivor elders.

Bai Yujing saw that Zhang Liao was a little busy and didn't bother, but went back to the room to rest, but now he has a huge pet wolf by his side, and he can always attract the attention of many people wherever he goes.

The rest time always passed so quickly, and it was even faster under the trick-or-treating of the two Lori, and when night gradually fell, in the playground of the barracks, the corpses had been disposed of, and the bonfire was lit, and in front of these corpses was a makeshift altar, around which some food was placed, and the crowd began to gather within the allotted time.

Zhang Liao dressed neatly in armor After the brief sacrificial ceremony was completed, Zhang Liao stood in front of the stage and recited the sacrificial text: vast, the flat sand is boundless, and there is no one to be seen. The river lingers, and the mountains are disputed. Gloomy and miserable, sad and sad. The grass is dry, and the frost is like a morning. Birds can't fly, and beasts die in groups. The pavilion chief told Yu: "This ancient battlefield is also often covered by three armies. Often ghosts cry, and when the sky is cloudy, they smell it. "Sad! Qin Han Zhen? Will it be modern?

I heard that Qi Wei was fighting, and Jing Han was recruited. Running thousands of miles, exposed year after year. The sand grass grazes in the morning, and the river crosses at night. The earth is wide and the sky is long, and there is no way back. Parasitic blade, who is ashamed? The Qin and Han dynasties returned, and there were many events, Zhongzhou was consumed, and there was no world. In ancient times, it was called Rongxia, and it did not resist the king. Culture and education are lost, and the military ministers are strange. Strange soldiers are different from benevolence and righteousness, and the royal road is broad and incomprehensible. Woohoo hee!

I want to be in the north wind and shake the desert, and Hu Bing will serve him. The Lord will be proud of the enemy, and the gate will be battled. The wild erects the flag, and the Sichuan back group exercises. The center of gravity of the law is terrifying, and the prestige is cheap. The sharp arrowhead pierces the bones, the sand enters the face, the host and guest fight, and the mountains and rivers are dizzy. The sound of the river, the collapse of thunder and lightning. If the poor yin is condensed, the cold sea, the snow is not shins, and the ice is in the mustache. The birds rest their nests, and the horses hesitate. The silk is warm, and the fingers are cracked. When this bitter cold, the sky is fake and strong, relying on the murderous spirit of the tomb, and slaughtering each other. Cut off the baggage and attack the soldiers. The lieutenant is newly surrendered, and the general is gone. Corpses strewn on the shore of Palembang, and blood fills the caves of the Great Wall. There is no value and no cheapness, and they are both dry bones. That's a lot to say! The drums are exhausted, the arrows are exhausted, the white blades are broken, and the two armies are in a desperate life-and-death decision. Descend, for life; Fighting, boneless sand. The birds are silent, the mountains are lonely, and the night is long and windy. The soul is knotted and the sky is heavy, and the ghosts and gods gather to gather the clouds. The daylight is cold and the grass is short, and the moonlight is bitter and frosty. Sad and miserable, yes!

I heard it: The pastor used Zhao to break the forest Hu, open up thousands of miles, and escape from the Huns. The Han is pouring the world, and the wealth is strong. It's just a matter of letting others, how much is it! Zhou chased the raccoon, north to Taiyuan. Both the city and the square, the whole division returned. Drink to Celebrity, be happy and leisurely. Mu Mu Didi, between the monarch and the minister. Qin started the Great Wall, and the sea was the pass. Poison the people, thousands of miles Zhu Yin. The Han attacked the Huns, although they had Yin Mountain, the pillow remains were in the wilderness, and the merit did not make up for the trouble.

Who has no parents? Carry the burden, fear its longevity. Who doesn't have brothers? Feet like hands. Who doesn't have a couple? Like a guest, like a friend. What is the grace of life, what is the blame for killing? Whether it exists or not, the family does not know about it. If a person has a word, he will believe it and doubt it. Sorry for the mind, sleepy for it. Bu Dian poured his eyes and cried to the end of the world. Heaven and earth are sad, and the grass and trees are sad. The sacrifice is not coming, and the spirit is gone. There will be a fierce year, and people will be displaced. Woohoo hee! When is it fate? From Gurus! What can I do about it? Guarding in Siyi.

Everyone is a modern person, and they are confused when they hear it, but Zhang Liao's voice with his internal force blessing can be described as loud and loud, and it makes people feel lamented.

After Zhang Liao finished reading, Bai Yujing appeared in a Taoist robe, and Bai Yujing was holding an eight-sided Han sword at this time, wrapped in a green robe, and his hair was tied in a bun. Cotton shoes on his feet and a cloth bag on his shoulder. The eyes are like the morning star, and the momentum is like a rainbow. The dragon walks and the tiger walks, the step does not step on the dust, the line is like a breeze blowing willows, and it is like a strong wind, not dust, a painting of cultivating immortals and getting the Taoist.

Bai Yujing took Zhang Liao's position and looked at the soldiers and survivors below, knowing that his task was important, after all, he could only complete this task here, Zhang Liao and they were also notified of the nervousness of this body, or from the small north.

Then Bai Yujing raised the eight-sided Han sword horizontally, picked up the rune and recited the incantation, and with Bai Yujing's voice sounding, the hearts of the surrounding people began to fall into an empty realm with the incantation, and some light blue light began to appear on the corpse that was written in battle.

"Whew"

"This is"

"Oh my God~!"

There was confusion in the surrounding crowd, then it fell silent again as the incantation sounded, and with the appearance of a pale blue glow, and then a small blue ball of light appeared on the dead warriors.

I thought that the girl looked at the light that appeared on the corpse of her father next to her, and then cried in a low voice: "Is it you, father?" As if hearing it, the blue light circled around the girl.

It was as if it was a beginning, and then some of the light clusters remained motionless on the corpse, while some of them also circled around the relatives next to the corpse like the light clusters on the girl's father's body.

As the incantation in Bai Yujing's mouth continued to deepen, the light clusters began to leave the corpses, like hundreds of bright lights in the bright night sky, and they began to gradually fly towards the sky, flying, flying, dissipating into the sky under the eyes of their relatives and comrades.

"Warriors are good to go"

To be continued