In the noisy daylight, the corpses outside Chujiabao were all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Chu archers at the head of the city stopped the attack quite tacitly, and with the last bit of sunset, the brigade of Lifu and miscellaneous servants from Qizhou City walked onto the battlefield and silently collected the corpses.

In the low roar, several Chu clan worshippers launched secret techniques on the city wall, and a wave of white flowers rushed up more than ten zhang high from the junction of the moat and the outside waters, and washed away the silted miner corpses along the moat.

One by one, the fire dragons meandered into the camp outside the city, and in the territory of Qizhou, the private army of those wealthy families who were relatively close to the city of Qizhou drove into the camp.

Because of Ying Xiu'er's strict requirements, these wealthy families not only brought their own private army guards, but also brought those powerful family members, long-term workers who could wield sticks, and tenants who rented their land, etc., and even strong healthy women were also packed and moved.

These teams ranged from three to five thousand to tens of thousands, and there was no discipline at all, and they were noisy and frolicking all the way, and under the cold gaze of countless reckless soldiers, they walked into the camp without fear or fear.

At the core of the camp, in the tent specially built for the green girl, Ying Xiu'er knelt behind a piano platform and looked at the guqin in front of her with great seriousness.

Lu Gu sat lazily behind another piano table, slightly raising the corners of her eyes, and looked at Ying Xiu'er with a smile.

The dark fragrance flowed in the tent, and several of Yingxiu'er's personal maids bit their lower lipes with silver teeth, their bodies trembled slightly, and they spent a lot of strength to stand in the tent without covering their ears and escaping.

Suddenly, Ying Xiu'er's ten fingers hooked on the guqin, and with a stiff pick of her fingers, she heard a 'dong buzz, crunch', and the incomparably ugly sound of the piano rolled out like a flood of beasts, instantly filling the entire tent, like a thunderbolt, filling everyone's ears.

Lu Gu sighed lightly, she propped her hands on the piano table, her two white fingers gently plugged the ear holes, and said softly: "Young Master Ying, it is also very good to be a handsome woman who leads the army to fight, why do you have to be proficient in music and rhythm?"

What Lugu means is that you still take a large group of reckless men to cut people, you have no talent for music, so don't spoil the rare and rare 10,000-year-old guqin in front of you here.

Ying Xiu'er gritted her teeth, a green tendon on her forehead bulged high, she forcibly endured the anger in her heart, and said with a 'peaceful' smile: "Xiu'er is stupid, let Sister Lu Gu laugh." It's just that Xiu'er and A-Niang are proficient in poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Xiu'er is just, just learn a few points from A-Niang. ”

With a long sigh, she gently pushed the guqin away with both hands, and Ying Xiu'er said dejectedly: "Today, Sister Green is resting." If you need one, just ask the people below. Sister Lugu is the guest of honor of my Ying clan, and no one dares to slack off. ”

Standing up, Ying Xiu'er walked out of the tent.

The green girl's eyes flickered a few times, and she asked behind Ying Xiu'er: "Young Master Ying, why are you doing this? Is it really just to break through Chujiabao and avenge your father?"

Lu Gu then asked: "Lu Gu is not familiar with military affairs, but she can also see that in the past few days, Young Master Ying does not seem to be in a hurry to break through Chujia Fort? Could it be that Young Master Ying is just deliberately consuming military strength?"

Ying Xiu'er pondered for a moment, turned around, and smiled and bowed to the green girl: "Sister Green is such a pure and carefree character? What Xiu'er does has Xiu'er's intentions. ”

After a slight pause, Ying Xiu'er said in a deep voice: "Xiu'er is the young master of the Ying family, so she naturally wants to plan for the Ying family. As for the rest, I really can't take care of it. This 'other' naturally includes the lives of those wealthy private armies, and even the leaders of various wealthy families, if they need to sacrifice them, they will naturally have to sacrifice them. ”

Without waiting for the green aunt to ask, Ying Xiu'er asked her with a smile: "Sister Green Aunt, do you know, how to explain the word 'sacrifice'?"

The green girl was silent.

Ying Xiu'er restrained her smile, saluted Lu Gu again, turned around and walked out of the tent.

The so-called 'sacrifice', its original meaning is naturally not only to die on the battlefield, in the ancient Qin before the Great Jin Dynasty, the meaning of 'sacrifice' was to sacrifice to heaven and earth, and a large number of slaughtered livestock, they were called 'sacrifice'.

In Ying Xiu'er's heart, the private soldiers from various wealthy families in the coalition camp are just 'sacrifices'.

The sun sank completely, and a thick night covered the heavens and the earth, and the night seemed to be heavier and heavier in the sky above the 100,000 wilderness. There was no moon tonight, and there were no stars, and the sky was dark and dreary, and the cold and biting cool breeze blew out of the cracks in the clouds, blowing on people, making people feel cold and cold, and despair was born out of thin air in their hearts.

Ying Xiu'er raised her head, looked at the dark and dreary sky, and suddenly subconsciously muttered: "It is said that ten thousand years ago, on the day of the fall of Great Qin, the sky did not see the sun, moon and stars for three years, and darkness shrouded the world for three years. There was blood and rain in the sky, demons and ghosts were born on the earth, and Daqin, who was strong for a while, died like this. ”

"I don't know, compared to today's night, what does the darkness that has lasted for three years look like?"

"Snort, the little girl knows a lot? Hey, such a slick little girl, is she actually the commander of these lonely souls and wild ghosts? Terran, no one is around, one generation is not as good as the next!" A mocking sneer came from the darkness on the side, and several personal maids beside Ying Xiu'er immediately screamed.

A yin wind struck, and Lu Yingying's skeleton ghost hand swooped towards Ying Xiu'er in the yin wind, and she was about to grab her in her hand.

The long swords in the hands of several of Ying Xiu'er's maids shot out, and four or five silver sword lights slashed fiercely on the hands of the skeleton ghosts, only to hear the sound of 'snorting', a few ghost fires attached to the long sword and burning, and in three or two strokes, the long sword forged from thousands of refined steel was burned into molten iron.

The palms of several maids were burned to the point of black smoke by the red-hot hilt of their swords, and they cried out in unison, and their bodies were even more beaten by a strange force like electricity, and they staggered backwards and fell backwards.

Only Ying Xiu'er was left alone to face the skeletal ghost claws rushing in front of her, she shouted softly, a wild rush rushed out from behind her, and the dragon shell figure pounced out of the darkness, 'Bang la la' and circled around Ying Xiu'er rapidly.

On the picture, Canglong's eyes were scarlet, and a dragon's groan came, and two bloody rays of light shot out from Canglong's eyes, hitting the green skeleton ghost claws.

There was a muffled grunt in the darkness, and the skeleton ghost claws shattered in the air.

"Okay, Canglong shelling map! What a bunch of waste, the fat meat that was delivered to the door back then actually failed to get this treasure!"

In the darkness, the sneering and cold voice hurried away: "However, it's not too late, you little girl has sent this treasure to us again." This mouthful of fat must be swallowed this time. ”