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Changsun Wu yawned, propped his elbows on the table, and said in a broken mouth: "What about me, it turns out that there is a comrade-in-arms who is engaged in border defense, and I don't know the specific number, anyway, he told me that he can't sleep on the three-layer cotton mattress at night, and he will wake up from freezing when he turns over and walks away from the wind when he sleeps at night...... Anyway, it's pretty bad. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" (deleted)

He grabbed a pair of clean chopsticks, picked up the dishes on the table bits and pieces and threw them into his mouth, and said vaguely: "So, after running so far and freezing for most of the night, my heart is really hot; And seeing that you are still enjoying it makes my fire even bigger. ”

"Seeing that you are living a good life, I feel in my heart that my life is very hard."

Changsun Wu was thinking in fragments in his mouth, while bowing his head and eating the dinner that originally belonged to others, like an old friend after being drunk, drunk and counting things that did not go well.

"Men in their thirties, after finally retiring from the army, found a job in logistics, and they all messed up the main god, so the old man's jealousy is really terrible, you have to understand."

Eldest Sun Wu picked up their wine jugs, poured them into his plate, and sighed: "In Guye City and Jizhou City, there are three meals of gruel every day, and it turns out that you guys who have joined the Demon King Army have such a lot of food, shouldn't you?" ”

"I slept well last night, but I was called up by the captain to work, and I ran for more than a day, and I haven't closed my eyes. So, it's really helpless to have a captain who likes to have a bad temper. ”

There was a little chattering and chattering, and it took half an hour to talk about it, until across the table, a sound like a bubble came from the bodies of the two generals who were fixed there.

It was like the hot water in the kettle boiling, and it was like the blood and qi surging in the veins intensified and began to expand......

Changsun Wu chewed the dishes on the plate in his mouth, sighed and said, "Don't be afraid, Beidou has a love fist, it won't hurt." ”

He poured the remnants of the jug into the two empty cups, and finally poured the cups in front of them: "Mogami Yoshimitsu, Ishida Mitsunari, two of you are good to go." ”

The bodies of the two generals behind the table trembled more and more, until finally, their heads swelled up like balloons, and after expanding to the limit, they burst

After a soft sound, the two corpses fell to the ground silently, but the clear wine was stained with a hint of blood.

Changsun Wu looked at the two corpses in front of him, knocked over the wine jug rather boringly, and let the wine flow on the table and carpet.

Finally, he took off the cigarette that was about to burn out at the corner of his mouth and threw it on their corpses.

Looking at the scene of the flames igniting the alcohol and finally spreading, Changsun Wu sent a message on the team channel.

"Edo Castle is done, next stop, Odawara Castle"

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In the deep darkness of the night, the light of torches appeared above the vast wasteland.

It was as if something had been ignited, and the light of the torches kept coming up, turning from a sporadic glow to a long dragon of flames that seemed to set the entire wasteland on fire.

Thousands of soldiers marched silently forward with torches.

Wearing yellow-dyed turbans on their heads, they silently followed behind the forefront.

Feeling the sound of countless footsteps gathering behind him, Zhang Jiao raised his head to look at the shining stars in the sky, with the determination to set foot on the battlefield again in his eyes.

A silent, lava-like glow of fire lit up from his hand, wrapping around the Vulcan Scepter, moving forward with his steps.

Far away, under the black canopy, a city is sleeping, but about to be awakened by the light of a firelight that winds for miles, a demon city overrun by snake people.

The footsteps in unison converged into a rhythm like the beat of drums, and the soldiers who had followed Zhang Jiao to the displaced land of Middle-earth once again felt the breath of the past, and the days that once galloped on the land seemed to have returned.

"It's back......" Zhang Jiao raised his head, as if he could see the heroic souls gathered from all directions in the sky, they never left, following him to his left and right, watching him step by step towards his own yellow sky prosperity.

Tears couldn't help but flow from his vicissitudes of life: "You guys, you're all back." ”

Taking a deep breath of cold air, a smile on his tear-stained face.

"Now, let's raise the banner of the Yellow Sky again," he held in his right hand a tattered and old banner, stained with smoke and blood.

Zhang Jiao's body was swirled in the firelight, and he walked on the dark wilderness, and his voice roared: "All the forsaken can gather under this flag"

"We who died in the flames of war have finally come back from the flames of war" His voice tore apart the quiet night sky, and the flames ignited the dead grass in the wilderness, like wildfire that ignited the sky, declaring to the world: I have not died

He is not dead, and the delusions of Huang Tiansheng have never disappeared, and countless people have chosen to believe in the future depicted by Zhang Jiao, so they follow him.

With spears and the burning blood in their chests, they shouted with their horns: "The roar of our Yellow Turbans will surely reach the heavens." ”

For a moment, there was a brief silence in the long night, and the next moment, a hoarse voice came from Zhang Jiao's mouth: "The sky is dead"

So, countless people used their roars to tear apart this colder and more silent sky: "Yellow sky should stand, yellow sky should stand"

Beneath the night sky, the flaming yellow turban raised its spear and launched an assault on the city of the snake people, roaring towards a future that awaited him even if death awaited him

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Also under the burning sky, across the mighty torrent of the river, Chen Jingmo looked at the battlefield that seemed to be burning, countless warships full of soldiers crashed together on the river, and then stabbed spears at the enemy.

The dead fall into the rushing river, while the living continue to meet the battle.

As soon as this midnight raid began, it already exuded an aura of thirst for life, like a hungry monster.

"How long?" Chen Jingmo made a questioning voice.

The elegant scribe beside the girl shook his fan and looked up at the ignited starry sky: "It's been a quarter of an hour, and the east road of the Demon King's Army has been broken." ”

Under his command, the team of the combined army constantly changed various formations, splitting and shattering the array of the Demon King Army, breaking it into pieces, and completely annihilating it.

The number of soldiers was still at a disadvantage compared to the other party, but in Zhuge Liang's hands, it miraculously had the upper hand, and the rhythm of the war played on the battlefield with his fingertips.

In the suffocating shouts of killing, the war seemed to manifest as an invisible dancer, dancing in the palm of Zhuge Liang's hand with his will.

War, like art, has already decided the outcome in the midst of turmoil.

A gust of river wind blew, and the firelight illuminated Chen Jingmo's eyes.

"It's too slow." Chen Jingmo said suddenly.

The middle-aged scribe smiled bitterly: "With seventy percent of the enemy's strength, achieving this general trend is already the limit of the learning of a certain military formation. If there's a good idea, don't look at a certain joke. ”

Chen Jingmo suddenly laughed, took off the leather band from his wrist, pulled up the black hair of the shawl, and tied it into a ponytail: "It seems that the paperwork over the past few days has made the military advisor regard me as a weak and weak woman." ”

Zhuge Liang turned his head in surprise, looked at the demure and gentle woman in front of him, suddenly thought of the rumors a few days ago, shook his head and said, "The overall situation has been decided, why should you play?" ”

"I can't wait." Chen Jingmo walked to the shore and looked at the starlight reflected in the river: "He is waiting for me, I don't want him to wait longer." ”

Zhuge Liang pondered for a moment: "You have been helping me deal with things in the city these days, although I once heard that you swept more than forty generals on the school field. But I really want to know, if you make a move, how far can you go? ”

"Since the military advisor can finalize the situation in a moment, then I will break through the main formation of the Demon King Army in Chibi within half an hour."

After Chen Jingmo finished speaking, she took a step, stepping on the undulating river but walking on the ground, heading towards the place where the war burned most vigorously, and her fingertips appeared with blood, wrapped around her white arm.

The crimson blood spread out like a living creature in her hands, and finally transformed into a crystal-like material.

The swift speed caused her body to drag a series of illusory afterimages under the light of the firelight, and the rushing river was cut open by the changing wind pressure in the loud noise, and rolled to the sides in the dispersion of the mist.

In the darkness of the night, it was as if a god in the clouds wielded a five-star greatsword, cutting a ravine through the rushing river, and only when approaching the warship did it appear a dreamlike scarlet.

The Demon King Army on the warship screamed and watched as a deep ravine above the river followed Chen Jingmo's back, and at the moment of approaching, a wisp of scarlet shot out from her palm, turning into an extremely long and thin blade.

With a rustling sound like tissue paper being sliced, the scarlet sword seeped into the hull and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, an almost imperceptible slight scar appeared on the huge warship, and the sturdy warship wailed and turned into two under the impact of the river, and the surging blood gushed out of the crack and gathered in Chen Jingmo's hands.

The blood of the three hundred and eleven snake people formed a pontoon-like road under Chen Jingmo's feet, and after she passed, it shattered inch by inch, and turned into blood and was swept away by the river.

Under the cold moonlight, the clear river was slowly dyed with a hint of red.

In a matter of moments, that faint red expanded like a demon, transforming into a dazzling scarlet that even flowing water could not wash away.

Infiltrated by blood, the vast river was transformed into a nightmare of red water.

Standing silently in the center of the river, the viscous scarlet red of blood under Chen Jingmo's feet was spreading, until finally the entire river was dyed red with blood.