Chapter Seventy-Five: It's not easy to kill, welcome with a smile!
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If Qiumeng is on this boat, you will find that at this moment, the direction in which it is moving is not elsewhere, it is... Qianji Pass.
"Hopefully... Can I catch up..."
At the head of the silver boat, an old man with gray hair was muttering to himself.
In addition to him, there were five other people on this silver boat.
That's right, five people.
Although this silver boat is called a boat, in fact, it is by no means as narrow as an ordinary lonely boat.
On the contrary, it is huge.
The boat is swimming in the sea of clouds, although there is no long sail on the side, but in terms of area, it is by no means inferior to those large sailing ships.
Mo said that there were only five people on the boat at this time, that is, another fifty people were carried, and with the capacity of this silver boat, I am afraid it would be more than enough.
Old Man Qiu stood at the head of the boat, looking at the direction of Qianji Pass from a distance, and there was a trace of anxiety hidden under his seemingly calm eyes.
"A thousand years have passed, but I didn't expect it to be another earth-shattering tiger tide..."
"Only this time, there is no amazing talent back then..."
"But there is no possibility of turning defeat into victory..."
"I hope that the soldiers of Qianjiguan can still hold on..."
"It won't be long before the old man arrives..."
As if to see the anxiety in his eyes, the only one standing among the remaining five people stepped forward and spoke to him comfortingly:
"Qiu Lao, don't worry..."
There is nothing special about this man's words.
It's just a faint four words.
But these four words seem to have a kind of magic.
When Old Man Qiu heard it, it was like a spring breeze.
Not only did he not feel abrupt, but he unconsciously calmed down.
"It's the old man who has a look..."
After calming down, Old Man Qiu first let out a self-deprecating sound.
Then he turned to look at the man who had stepped forward.
As Old Man Qiu looked at it, he could see that the person who spoke was a middle-aged man in a green suit.
Except for the luxurious green dress embroidered with gold silk bird patterns, this man didn't seem to have anything out of the ordinary.
He was only about six feet tall, and he looked three points shorter than Old Man Qiu.
The appearance is also extremely ordinary, and I am afraid that I will not even be able to make a wave if I am thrown in the crowd.
But it is such a person, but it is hard to forget at a glance.
All this stems from the approachable and spring-like smile on his face.
As with the words just now, the smile seemed magical.
When you look at it, you feel very calm.
However, as soon as he saw this smile, only two words flashed in Old Man Qiu's mind:
Terrible!!
Smiling is not scary.
What was scary was the calm.
A calm smile, a calm tone, a calm temperament.
When it all comes together.
It becomes a calm, heartfelt, and deep peace in the bone marrow.
That kind of calmness will be affected even unconsciously when others see it.
And the person in front of him, in this world, seems to have nothing that can change his expression.
From the moment he saw him, he always had that smile on his face that seemed to be never easy.
"It's worthy of the king's not smiling..."
What does it mean not to laugh!
Born with a smile, it is not easy to never die.
Such a person, how to laugh again.
If you think about it, even when you kill someone... The smile hasn't changed.
How can it not be scary!!
"Eyes and mouths... Only the words are closed..."
"It's not easy to kill... Let's smile..."
"The master is right, the two generations of the Wang family are really talented..."
Coming back to his senses, Old Man Qiu glanced at Wang Buxiao's back, the young man who was lying on his side with his head down, as if he was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, couldn't help but let out a sigh.
............
Time flies, and it just so happens that at this time, it is above the Qianji City Pass. Seeing that the ancient formation was weak, Qiu Meng also let out a sigh.
"Sure enough, the spirit stone will eventually run out..."
"Next, it is indispensable to get out of the customs and fight a bloody battle...!!"
As soon as he thought of this, Qiu Meng suddenly turned his head and directly faced the thousands of commanders behind him, and commanded:
"The order goes down,... Armament for war..."
"From now on, all the tiger-killing soldiers in the Qianji Pass, no matter what position they are in, will wear armor and wield swords..."
"Wait for my orders, ready at any time... Out of the city to fight..."
Qiu Meng's last sentence came out, and the momentum on his body changed abruptly, becoming majestic and awe-inspiring.
It seems to be majestic, but behind this, there are three points of helplessness, seven points of determination, very... Sorrowful.
Knowing that he is out of the customs to face the battle, in the face of this raging tiger tide, he will definitely die.
But he had to.
Not only that, but he also has to pull this group of soldiers in a hundred battles and fight with him... Send them to death together.
This is... For the helplessness of the generals.
It is also the sorrow of the soldiers.
This Qianji Guancheng, to put it bluntly, is just an empty city, and it doesn't matter if you lose it.
But after this thousand pole passes, to the town of Chiyuan.
In the middle, there are countless people living in the Red Abyss.
But there is no effective barrier.
Although among these people, there are many cultivators.
But most of them are mortals.
Even if martial arts practice has become a trend, but in the face of this tiger tide... But it is indispensable to become a danger of blood food.
The soldiers who guarded the pass were not guarding this cold city wall.
But behind the walls... Billions of flesh-and-blood beings.
Protect the soil and live, defend the soil and die.
I know I'm going to die, but it's... His responsibility.
Hearing what he said, the commanders who were standing beside Qiu Meng seemed to have discussed it in advance, and they all clasped their fists and saluted.
One of them stepped forward directly, first clasped his fists and saluted, and then replied loudly to Qiu Meng:
"Tell the deputy commander, all the soldiers in the city, all my tiger slaying soldiers, 6,000 people in red armor, and 10,000 other idle personnel, all of them have been armed with swords and armor, and they are ready for battle..."
"Just wait for the military order, and you can go out of the customs to face the battle!!"
Hearing this, Qiu Meng was not surprised, but nodded slightly.
Don't doubt that the Tiger Tide is current, this is... A group of soldiers in a hundred battles, should be conscious.
Turning his head, Qiu Meng looked at the surging tiger tide and stopped speaking.
"What, you still have to go out to meet the enemy?!"
It's just that when he heard their conversation, Jiang Renwu seemed to wake up suddenly.
No longer sluggish just now, he shouted directly at Qiu Meng:
"No, I don't agree..."
This time, Qiu Meng didn't hear Xiao Renwu's words, and he didn't even twist his head.
Seeing this, Jiang Renwu became more and more impatient.
"Old General Qiu, Qiumeng, you can't stay under the hands of that madman in Qiuluo for a long time, and even become crazy yourself, right?!"
I saw him walking anxiously and shouting at the same time.
In his voice, there was an illusion of disbelief.
"The tiger tide in front of me is now in the millions, and it is still growing... Maybe it will end up in 10 million..."
"It's okay to keep it closed..."
"In this situation, you still want to take the initiative to get out of the customs..."
"It's not hundreds of tigers..."
"It's millions..."
"With these 6,000 red armor soldiers and those 10,000 miscellaneous soldiers, against these 10 million tiger beasts..."
"On average, a soldier needs to kill nearly a thousand tiger beasts..."
"Such a simple arithmetic problem..."
"Even I can figure it out..."
"You don't know, do you..."
"One against a thousand..."
"Everyone knows that this is a dead end, and there is no chance of victory..."
"You're still in a hurry to die..."
"Does this son say that you are stupid, or should I praise you for your self-confidence?!"
"Do you really think that any of your tiger killers are perverts in Qiuluo, and one person can slaughter millions of tiger beasts..."
"Besides, even if autumn falls... No, it took several years to do it, didn't I say, if you really want to face this tiger tide at once, he can't do it..."
"If you want me to say, if you really want to go down, it must be a dead end..."
These words were clear and clear, but Qiu Meng turned his head and glanced at Xiao Renwu in surprise.
"I don't usually see it, but I'm quite shrewd at this time..."
"I actually know that I know what to say about the master...".
He understands... What Xiao Renwu said is true.
It's indeed a dead end in front of you, but it's still the same sentence as before.
Guarding the land and guarding the pass is a duty, and it has to be done.
Seeing that Qiu Meng glanced at himself, Xiao Renwu said more and more.
"In my opinion, while we are still taking advantage of the fact that the battle is not extinguished, we will directly abandon the pass and escape... No... strategic retreat..."
"Don't..."
Before Xiao Renwu finished speaking, Qiu Meng shouted directly and stopped his words.