Meng Xie's actions also made the other soldiers breathe a sigh of relief, and they all returned to the side of the fire.

He was a little curious in his heart, tomorrow the Qi army would be outside the camp, why Zhang De was still drinking, and he didn't pay attention to military discipline at all.

Zhang De glanced at Meng Xie from the corner of his eye, seemed to know what he was thinking, and took the initiative to smile and said: "Brother, you and I hit it off at first sight, I knew that you were a good man, and sure enough, you went to Liangzhou City single-handedly to bring reinforcements." ”

"But you also know that tomorrow is outside the camp, facing the 20,000 Ze Niu heavy cavalry of the Qi army, it is difficult to say whether it is dead or alive, why don't you have a good drink tonight, tomorrow you will have a big battle with Qi Dog, even if you die, you will be a full ghost!"

Although it was a bold statement, Meng Xie felt a kind of tragedy, looked around, and found that the other soldiers also bowed their heads silently.

Diagonally opposite Meng Xie, a young soldier sat cross-legged on the ground.

Meng Xie recognized it at a glance, this person was the first person to send a letter on the day he came to the barracks, and it seemed to be called Li Liang.

Li Liang crossed his legs, his chin rested on his knees, and stared at the fire in a daze, tears streaming down his eyes, and his throat seemed to be choking.

"What are you crying about! Xiao Lizi, tomorrow on the battlefield, my brother will take you to kill Qi Dog, there is my brother in charge to ensure that you can't die, and you can still pass on the family generation when you go back!"

Zhang De seemed to hate Li Liang's crying appearance, but he was also a little helpless, so he could only slap his chest and promise loudly.

"Uncle Zhang, I know, but I feel uncomfortable when I think that I haven't seen my mother for a year, and I don't know whether I will be dead or alive tomorrow. ”

Li Liangzai couldn't help crying, buried his head in his knees, and his shoulders kept shaking.

"Little Lizi, what are you crying about! We are from a village, even if I die, I won't let you die first. ”

Zhang De comforted him angrily, but it made Li Liang's cry even louder.

After a while, Li Liang's emotions gradually calmed down, raised his head, tears were still on his face, took out a five-inch dagger from his arms, stood up and came to Meng Xie.

"Brother Meng! This is my father's relic, when I came, my mother gave it to me with her own hands, let me fight bravely to kill the enemy, now I will give it to you, if I die tomorrow, you give this to my eldest brother, it is a gift from me to my nephew who has not met, so that he can inherit the tradition of our Li family and be a good man." ”

Solemnly handing the dagger to Meng Xie, Li Liang's face was solemn, as if he was explaining his last words.

Meng Xie sighed, took the dagger, and said, "Brother, I will also go to the battlefield tomorrow, if I am lucky enough not to die, I will definitely bring this thing!"

Perhaps Li Liang's behavior reminded everyone, and the soldier sitting on the other side stood up.

This person's name is Xu Ying, and he also met when he delivered the letter that day.

Xu Ying came to Meng Xie, took out a willow flute from his arms, and handed it to Meng Xie.

"Brother Meng, please also pass this on to my daughter-in-law, if I can't donate my life, just tell her, find a good person to marry, don't let the child suffer with her. ”

After saying this, Xu Ying wiped a handful on his face, grinned, and forced a smile to turn around and sit back in his position.

Seeing this, the others also stepped forward one after another, and handed over their things to Meng Xie, and some of their last words were confessed to Meng Xie.

Meng Xie took them one by one, and promised that as long as he didn't die, these things would definitely be delivered.

Most of these people are from the same village as Li Liang and Zhang De, and a few are from neighboring villages, and Meng Xie has sent them letters to their families, so they are also familiar with their hometowns.

The atmosphere was very solemn, no one was talking, only the "crackling" sound of the fire, which was endless.

In order to dispel this atmosphere, Zhang De next to him stood up and smiled at Meng Xie: "Brother Meng, there is a big battle tomorrow, I think your cultivation is not weak, or let's practice, we should warm up tomorrow." ”

This proposal made everyone applaud immediately, and the atmosphere was immediately lively.

Of course, Meng Xie couldn't spoil the fun, so he stood up neatly, and raised his chin at Zhang De defiantly, "Okay, the loser will still be here tomorrow, please drink!"

"Okay!

Zhang De loudly agreed, drawing applause from the people around him.

The two came to a clearing not far from the fire and stood opposite each other.

Zhang De took out a large plate axe about three feet high, and there was a spear tip shape in front of the plate axe, which looked very strange, and the plate axe was all made of fine iron, and it looked not light.

Gripping the plate axe, Zhang De waved it in the air a few times at will, bringing a dull sound of wind, and the heavy plate axe was in his hand, lifting the weight as if it were nothing.

"Brother Meng, be careful, brother's axe is not ordinary, many Qi dogs have died under the axe, you have to be careful. ”

Meng Xie smiled and didn't say anything, just took out the long sword and held it in his hand, standing upright, but also had an elegant demeanor.

"Hey, it's really good, brother, I'll teach you, killing people is not good-looking. ”

Zhang De spoke, his whole body was full of momentum, and the whole person was like a beast.

Eight-rank samurai!

At this time, Meng Xie discovered that the Zhang De in front of him was actually deeply hidden, the cultivation of an eight-rank warrior, coupled with the evil aura that had been fought on the battlefield, was not much weaker than the original Zuo Tianyu.

Although the face was still light and breezy, Meng Xie's heart was as calm as water, and he seemed to have entered a strange state.

The cultivation of the six-rank warrior of Meng Xie was displayed, which made Zhang De also stunned.

I thought that a post officer, at best, was the cultivation of a third- or fourth-grade warrior, but I didn't expect that this Meng Xie in front of him was actually much stronger than I imagined.

However, it doesn't matter, Qi Dog Seventh-Rank and Eight-Rank Samurai who died at his hands abound, and even Nine-Rank Samurai he has killed.

Come to think of it, this Meng Xie, no matter how powerful he is, he can't be much more powerful.

I made up my mind in my heart, and I screamed "Wow, wow", and rushed forward with a board axe.

The plate axe was dazzled by him wielding it in the air, and countless axe shadows shrouded Meng Xie's whole body.

Meng Xie squinted, motionless, with an undiminished smile on his face, as if he didn't realize that the axe shadow was coming.

The people around the fire saw everything in their eyes, and thought that Meng Xie was scared stupid, their faces were full of worry, and some of them had even opened their mouths and were ready to stop.

Just when the axe shadow was still about five feet away from Meng Xie, Meng Xie suddenly moved.

The longsword met the axe shadow straight up, a little surprisingly fast.

The onlookers only felt a flash of silver light in front of them, and then heard a "ding" sound, and felt the earth tremble.

When they saw the situation in the clearing, they were stunned!