He looked down, and the thoughts that came to him were exactly the same as He Chunhua's

How did this kid get up?

However, after all, the strange bird had limited strength, and it barely flew in the rainstorm, and its wings were wet. Carrying two men to fly, gritting his teeth and barely holding on; Now there is a strong man who is airborne, where can it eat?

Although it flared its wings, it still fell crookedly towards the flood.

Dong Rui was so frightened that he shrank under the bird's belly together, he couldn't attack, so he could only shout helplessly: "Let go, let go!"

Every time he meets this father and son, why is he unlucky?

Unjust!

He Lingchuan's voice came from under the bird's belly, and it was clear to his ears: "Go back to land, or you will die together!"

He even used a life-saving stunt like Li Dai Taozhuang, and what he just stuffed in his father's belt was the ghost shadow cicada. If he falls into the flood again, there is only one way to die.

Dong Rui didn't dare to be strong anymore, broke the strange bird's head and rushed to the land, ordering it to fly back.

However, it really couldn't withstand the weight of the three men, and it flew lower and lower as it got closer to land. He Lingchuan's instep was cold, and the water surface was not above his ankle.

Looking around, there is a flood in front of you, where is there any highland, where is there any riverbank?

Where is there any army?

Only the rolling waves remained.

He Chunhua was startled, and subconsciously struggled upward, He Lingchuan shouted, "Don't move!"

It's a pity that it's late, the strange bird is already exhausted, how can he still eat and shake around? Rattling screamed, helplessly falling into the water.

The raging waves were polite, and they pounced and pressed them down.

It's useless to know how to be watery, He Chunhua ate several mouthfuls of water, couldn't see, and was in a panic, as if he had crossed something in his hand.

The man who fell into the water subconsciously grasped the life-saving straw.

It turned out to be a dwarf tree growing on the edge of the rocky field, and half of its branches were washed away by the flood and swaying wildly.

Fortunately, its root system is quite strong, and it seems that it is no problem to bear a He Chunhua.

He was still tugging at his son's trouser leg with one hand.

Looking up again, Dong Rui was holding the strange bird, and the strange bird hooked He Lingchuan with one of its claws, and the three were entangled.

"Chuan'er, catch ...... Grab me......" He Chunhua wanted to say, "Grab my hand", but He Lingchuan was hit by the strong current, and he couldn't even bend his waist.

The weight of three people and one bird, coupled with the huge momentum of the water, was all on He Chunhua.

Even if he still has some cultivation in his body, he can't survive more than two seconds before he feels that his arm is about to break, and he can hardly hold on.

To make matters worse, that dwarf tree also began to loosen.

He Lingchuan raised his arm and shot a sleeve arrow at the trunk of the dwarf tree, intending to pull it back along the rope.

Coincidentally, a big wave hit, and the ferocious force directly hit the sleeve arrow.

"...... "Can you carry it like that?"

The trouble is that the hook and the sleeve arrow are combined into one, and he can't shoot a second shot!

The kite people on the shore finally found out about the situation here, and Wu Shaoyi strode over, shouting, "Rope, bring the rope!"

It's a pity it's too late.

Another wave came, and it was actually carrying a wild bull, and the huge cow body directly hit Dong Rui.

The force made his eyes straighten.

These brute bulls have not escaped the clutches of the flood, and they usually have the ability to drain water, but they have to wait for death at this time.

There was a "hiss" sound, and He Lingchuan's trouser leg broke.

The flood instantly swept two people and a bird, and a cow out four or five feet away, and He Chunhua only had a rag left in his hand.

"Chuan'er ......" He Chunhua couldn't believe it.

The kite man on the shore threw the rope and pulled the branches of the dwarf tree up, and finally rescued He Chunhua.

At this time, the drifting belt composed of endless branches, stones, and sediment rolled down from the upstream and swept over the place where He Chunhua had just stayed.

There is only one old saying that can describe the mighty frame:

Endless falling wood.

No one can

Survive this indiscriminate attack, no one.

And only a few breaths away, He Chunhua also died.

He stood on the shore, like a chicken in soup, his body was dripping, but his heart was empty.

The son is gone.

And there were hurried whistles and shouts around————

This battle is not over yet!

Wu Shaoyi saw that his face was pale and his eyes were dull, so he had to comfort: "Adult's Day mourning! It's time for us to retreat!"

Falling into such a flood, no one can survive unless Da Luo Jin Xian is born, right?

What kind of magic was used to brew this New Year's Praise of the "Flooded Kite Army"?

However, at this time, the New Year's Praise Ceremony is also bitter and self-aware

This great water...... Can't stop it!

Seeing that the kite army has become a soup chicken, and his goal has been achieved, he wants to bundle the bottle and collect water.

However, the method of collecting the bottle was pinched and pinched, and the water coming out of the bottle showed no sign of stopping at all, and it was still raging!

And it has always been frantically absorbing his true power and essence, greedy like a giant elephant who has not drunk water for three days.

"Damn, take it for me, collect it, collect it!"

The bottle doesn't listen to him.

Only then did he remember Hong Chengluo's original reminder:

Although the green bottle is only a high imitation of the ancient Yunshui treasure bottle, its temper is very large, and it does not lose the original.

But Nian Zanli thought that his temper was arrogant, and this thing sucked up his spirit and didn't see him at all. If it weren't for his long-term cultivation and true strength, he would be afraid that he would not be sucked into a fluttering person at this time.

However, he only now understands Hong Chengluo's words, if a mortal wants to control this bottle, he can't send and receive it by heart!

In a hurry, he had no choice but to aim the mouth of the green bottle at the main road of the Han River.

However, the water of the Han River has swelled after a period of low tide, and now the large water in the green bottle is added, which is a double flood configuration, which directly stacks the next two waves of flood peaks.

Especially in the first wave of the flood peak, the wave head is four zhang (thirteen meters) high!

At this time, the south bank of the Han River was already flooded, and the flood water had walked out of the smooth passage here, and when it came here, it was desperately poured south, not recognizing life at all, and sweeping away everything that could be swept away.

Nian Zanli watched as the earth bank was directly crushed by the four-zhang high flood peak, and the soldiers who had just escaped death and climbed here, whether they were Xunzhou people or kite soldiers, were swept into the water at the same time.

There were countless black spots in the murky water.

Each black dot represents a living person who is desperately struggling.

Each black dot also represents a fleeting life.

Because of the surging waves, these black spots are pressed underwater......

And the flood is still eroding the earth bank, and the living people on the bank are not as fast as the river bank collapses!

The New Year's Celebration is like a knife.

Those are all his soldiers, the army he has painstakingly built and the generals he has promoted for so many years have been washed away by the flood at once.

But he still had to hold on to the bottle and didn't dare to put it down.

I don't know how many times he pinched it, his mouth was numb when he read it, and the bottle suddenly closed.

No more water.

The New Year's Praise ceremony took two steps back, and his hands couldn't be put down for a while.

He tried to give an order, but a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Angry.

The soldiers on the side rushed over to support him: "General, general?!"

He seemed to hear the words in his mouth when he heard the New Year's salute: "Hong Chengluo, you bastard, you cheat me!"

After reciting this several times, Nian Zanli gasped and said, "Chasing, chasing the kite army, you can't let Zhao Pan run away."

Even if he wins this wave, he will win miserably, but in fact he will lose a lot.

That being the case, at least the goal of crossing the river must be achieved.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the promise made by Hong Chengluo when he gave him the idea at that time:

Ensure that the Xunzhou soldiers can cross the river and go ashore.

it.

He was already exhausted in controlling the green bottle, but at this time, he was so angry that he fainted.

Both armies that survived at this time were assembled on the shore. Due to the urgency of time, Nian Zanli poured out a monstrous flood before all his men went ashore, and as a result, the water could not be controlled, and even his own army was flooded.

There were heavy casualties on both sides.

Although Zhao Pan escaped by pursuing the Xunzhou army, at this time, he gathered the remnants of the army and took a cursory look, and there were only three people left!

A flood swallowed up nearly 30,000 of his elite soldiers.

The rallying cry was sounding on both sides, but Zhao Pan's heart also seemed to sink to the bottom of the Han River.

He lost.

The battlefield in the north of Xiazhou, which lasted for two or three months, ended in his defeat.

He didn't do what the king had entrusted him with!

At this time, He Chunhua rushed towards him, and the Xiazhou army behind him had already assembled. Looking at Zhao Pan's dejected appearance, He Chunhua grabbed him by the collar and yelled, "Cheer up, you didn't lose!" This battle is not over yet!"

Zhao Pan wanted to knock his hand off, but when he heard this, he was stunned: "What?"

He Chunhua's face was distorted, he was covered in either water or mud and sand, and a lock of hair was still stuck to his nose, which could not be scraped off from the elegance and calmness of the past.

But the light in his eyes couldn't be said to be weird or crazy.

"General Zhao, you're in the picture!" He Chunhua said to Zhao Pan instead, "Think about what your task is, the North Rejection New Year's Ceremony!" Look, look at him! 「

It was dark and rainy, the soldiers were in a panic, and Zhao Panfang couldn't see the overall situation clearly, and now he looked in the direction he pointed, there was nothing, only waves.

Yes, the army of the New Year's Praise has only climbed the high ground, but the waves are also higher, and Shengsheng has also flooded the high ground.

"His people are also flooded, and they are not much better off than yours!" He Chunhua's face was also swollen red, "What's more, he used this earth-shattering supernatural power, do you think he won't pay any price?" This idiot! That kind of supernatural power is not for mortals to use!"

How much ability, how much magic power to use.

If you want to skip the level, there must be a price.

"General Zhao, the sky will not die for you and me!"

These few words were like lightning, and they made Zhao Pan transparent at once.

Yes, his task is to defend the enemy in the north, as long as he blocks the footsteps of the Xunzhou soldiers in the south, he will complete the task.

His army has suffered heavy losses, but how good is the New Year's salute?

This confused battle is a duzi, a bloody and cruel duizi, but I haven't lost yet!

He asked He Chunhua, "Where are your men?"

"And two thousand, all for you!"

"Good!" Zhao Pan wiped the water off his face, ordered to gather the elite, set up 800 people, and then joined the Xiazhou Army as the backbone, and even galloped to attack the remnants of the Nian Praise Ceremony.

At this time, whoever comes back to his senses first will take advantage. Zhao Pan was fighting the drums of war here, and the Xunzhou soldiers who had just escaped from the water were scattered and collapsed, but the kite soldiers saw that they were strong and rushed to run.

Along the way, more and more soldiers were picked up.

I don't know what went wrong there, the army fled west along the river, and the main flag was dropped, which looked particularly hasty.

At this time, Hong Chengluo and the others had already retreated to a safe forest area, overlooking the battle situation below from a high place.

Wu Qing stood beside him and let out a long sigh: "Neither side is pleasing to the other."

The outcome of this battle was really unexpected.

Hong Chengluo raised his head to look east, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "It seems that I can return to Bega early."

He clutched the comb tightly in his hand.

This is the end of the "Dunyu" volume, and the next chapter enters a new chapter "The Devil's Nest".

2022.11.17

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