As soon as we were suddenly in the middle of the battlefield, the fat man, and Lao Huo and I were all shocked, and we couldn't react for a while, so we found a semi-circular pit to hide, wanting to observe before deciding to take the next step. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, Uncle Li also came out, floating above our heads, looking around, and smacking his lips: "Grandma's, it's going to be fought so soon." ”

I raised my head and looked up at Uncle Li: "Uncle, what's the matter, it's all here, don't make up this half of the words, say something clear." ”

"I can't think of this yet, of course Tian Qigong and Lao Yin led the old guys from those provinces and Lu Yufeng's forces to knock into it, your brain is leaking, right, I don't understand it yet." Uncle Li didn't look at me, his eyes were still looking at the magnificent and fierce battlefield in front of him.

We also poked our heads out and found that the troops on the battlefield were dressed in different clothes, some in Taoist robes, some in black clothes, some in casual clothes, and some in red Tibetan Buddhist lama robes...... However, we see that most of these teams dressed in modern clothes are basically on the side of the General Bureau of the Supernatural, and further inside, the costumes of those teams can be varied, some are dressed in Tang-style soft armor, some are dressed in ragged World War II Japanese military uniforms, and some are dressed in strangely colored robes...... Regardless of asking, it can be known that these miscellaneous armies must be the rabble gathered by Lu Yufeng.

However, we soon found out that don't look at those rabble, it looks quite unsightly, but the combat effectiveness is really not weak, although it seems that the number and strength of the General Bureau of Spiritual Supernatural are superior in this regard, however, when fighting with Lu Yufeng's forces, they do not have the upper hand, and the men and horses of individual echelons are still retreating, but fortunately, the surrounding friendly forces support in time, so they can barely stabilize their positions.

What's even more strange is that the fighting between the enemy and us is extremely fierce, but the weapons that can be used are all cold weapons of swords and soldiers without exception, and even those Japanese undead ghosts use slender swords, slashing and stabbing, which are extremely ferocious.

Although the strength of Lu Yufeng's side seems to be untidy, like a temporary patchwork puppet army, but the combat effectiveness is amazing, and the Spiritual General Bureau is fortunate that there are many people, but the individual combat ability is obviously inferior to Lu Yufeng's side, fortunately, there are many people, and they can barely support it, and the battle between the two sides is in a state of stalemate, and it seems that it is difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time.

After observing for a while, the fat man and I exchanged evil glances with each other, and we saw the clues: although the head of the General Bureau of Spiritual Wonders is powerful and well-armed, but his skills in using cold weapons are not the same as Lu Yufeng's side, because part of the forces on Lu Yufeng's side should be the tiger and wolf army of the Tang Dynasty that crisscrossed the Central Plains, chased the grass and desert north, and swept the Turks. Its power is by no means comparable to the subordinates of the General Bureau of Spirits who are proficient in Taoism and neglect martial arts, and those undead ghosts of the Japanese army who were also manipulated by Lu Yufeng are also soldiers who have experienced the actual combat of World War II, and they are no strangers to white-knuckle fighting.

With these two forces, it is not surprising that Lu Yufeng's side has the upper hand on the battlefield.

"I said, we can't just look at it, ah." As soon as he saw those enemy soldiers dancing and showing off their might, the fat man couldn't bear it anymore, and he was eager to go out and try his skills.

"I don't need you here, don't look at those Wang Ba calves who are temporarily awesome, but the stamina is insufficient, our soldiers are all elites drawn from the provinces, just because they haven't experienced the battle formation for a long time, and they are not adaptable, but they will soon inspire their fighting spirit, which I have in my heart, you come with me, go to the front-line command post to find Lao Tian and them, you have another task." Uncle Li waved his hand and motioned for us to follow him.

Following Uncle Li, who was flying like a kite in mid-air, we hurried all the way along the edge of the battlefield, and occasionally a small group of enemy troops came to intercept and attack us, which were all sent away by me and Ou Fatman.

After a while, we followed Uncle Li to a huge black stone in front of him, Uncle Li fell, stretched out his hand to the side of a stone, and an imperceptible stone door opened, we got in, only to find that the inside was unusually wide, but there were hanging green cloth curtains everywhere, and the tables, chairs and benches were all antique old styles, which looked like a strong ancient style, quite a bit of the meaning of the military tent camp in the Tang and Song dynasties.

Tian Qigong and Yin Chuanshan, as well as some of the bigwigs of the spiritual and alien realms from various provinces, sat around the rosewood desk and discussed something, and the fat lama who accompanied him was also among them.

Seeing that Uncle Li was leading us in, Tian Qigong bowed: "Lao Li, you are late, what's the matter." ”

Uncle Li briefly introduced the process of our distress, Tian Qigong and Yin Chuanshan didn't say much, but it seemed that Yin Chuanshan's complexion was extremely bad, his eye sockets were deep, and he looked extremely tired.

"Tian Corps, Political Commissar Yin, I ask to return to the team to join the battle." Lao Huo saluted Tian Qigong and Yin Chuanshan Lizheng and made a request.

"You guys, yes." Tian Qigong looked at Yin Chuanshan, and then at a few of us, as if there was something unspeakable.

"Eh, Team Tian, Political Commissar Yin, Shen Han, why didn't I see her." I took a closer look in the room, but I didn't see Shen Han's figure, my heart sank, and I squeezed out a smile on my face, and I couldn't wait to ask.

"Alas, Shen Han's mood has been unstable recently, Lao Yin and I were worried that something would happen to this child, so we didn't let her enter the ghost gate with you, but left her with us, I didn't expect that this child was silent, and while we weren't paying attention, he left a note, and said goodbye......"

After listening to Tian Qigong's words, I am like five thunderbolts, no wonder Yin Chuanshan looks sick, this kind of blow can not be endured by anyone.

"Where's the note, where's the note, give it to me, quick." I yelled at Tian Qigong and Yin Chuanshan almost out of control.

Taking the note handed over by Tian Qigong, I tried my best to control my trembling hand, unfolded the note, and saw that it was written: Dad, Uncle Tian, I will go to save Sister Yan'er and Zhuo Faner, don't worry about me, I have grown up, I need to sharpen my wings in the wind and rain, and love your Hanhan.

"This stupid girl, is this the time to make a man, oops, you hate me to death." I pounded my head, and I wanted to cry without tears.

"Alright, don't say anything, send us a guide, and we'll go right away." I threw away the note, turned around and was about to go out.

"Where are you going?" Tian Qigong called out to me and the fat man.

"Go to Lu Yufeng's lair to save Shen Han, what are you going to do." I shouted at Tian Qigong.

"That's your job, but you can't do it bruisedly, at least know what's going on there, kid." Yin Chuanshan gently but resolutely grabbed me and the fat man's arms, and said in a desolate voice.

As soon as I saw Yin Chuanshan's forbearant and sad face, my anger dissipated suddenly, and the person also sobered up, and obediently followed Yin Chuanshan to the table.

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