"Run, run!" At the foot of Wumei Mountain, several soldiers were desperately fleeing, and even their commander died on the mountain, and they still had the courage to fight again, so they fled one after another.

"Guys, you can't escape." Suddenly, a voice surrounded the ears of several people, and they saw a young man in ink robe with a delicate face walking out of the dense shadows of the trees.

The soldier was overjoyed when he saw this person: "Xiu Qi Gongzi! The Archon is dead! Let's run! ”

This person was Du Xiuqi, who came with Du Haochao's five hundred soldiers and horses.

At this time, Du Xiuqi's face could not see joy and anger at all, but it was like a cold pool, calm and terrifying.

"I heard, my dad died, but strangely, I'm not sad, you know why?"

Several soldiers suddenly felt bad, and their legs couldn't stop trembling: "Childe...... Why do you say this......"

"The death of the commander of the tiger and leopard armies coincided with His Majesty's war, how can this vacancy be filled in a moment? Is there anyone in the army who can immediately take on this vacant position? In this way, isn't it very suitable for me, the eldest son who has followed his father in the army since he was a child and knows everything about the tiger and leopard armies? ”

The soldier was shocked when he heard this, who would have thought that Du Haochao was such a figure, and the first thing his son thought of after his death was actually his official position.

Du Xiuqi smiled evilly: "Everyone, although you should be my soldiers, it's a pity...... Please die! As soon as he said that, the figure moved, and a dagger in his hand killed everyone in three strokes and five divisions, so fast that everyone died before they had time to react.

After killing all night, Wumei Mountain in the early morning is full of corpses, there is blood everywhere on the mountain road, and the flowers and trees on the mountain greedily absorb this blood, and in a few years, maybe this place will be transformed into another demonic scene.

Du Xiuqi wiped the blood stains on the dagger with his sleeve, looked at the unbelievable expression of a soldier before he died, and smiled evilly: "I'm sorry father, I still prefer power to filial piety to my son." ”

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On Wumei Mountain, everyone reflected the morning glow in the Taoist temple, their expressions were a little sluggish, there were rows of corpses on the Taoist temple, it was the people who died in this battle who were killed overnight, the original more than 70 people are now only 50 people left, and the mandarin duck sword husband and wife on the side, now only Wang Jiao is left, and he has already cried into tears, and Shi Wei in his arms has long been cold and stiff.

Li Huanyan knelt on the ground with a "plop" sound: "Everyone, this matter is all my negligence, I admit that I have selfish intentions, in order to see the envy of Huan, I summoned everyone from Tiannan and Haibei, I wanted to cover up, but I didn't expect the court to move so fast, so many brothers and sisters died in vain, and I can't compensate you here." As he spoke, he lowered his head

Sanjiu Dao people swept the dust, dragged Li Huanyan's head, and did not let it fall to the ground: "Broken dust Daoist, life and death, this time we have won a big victory, Du Haochao was ambushed, and he exchanged the heads of a full five hundred people at the cost of twenty people, the brothers know and understand, and we know the news of Xianhuan's return, you don't have to blame yourself." ”

Zhou Qiansan sat paralyzed on the side, and the unconscious Nan Ke was also placed beside him, not a taste in his heart, in the end, this matter started because of him, if he didn't come to Wumei Mountain, Li Huanyan would not have summoned these friends from the rivers and lakes

Everyone on the field was silent for a long time, the battle of Wumeishan was indeed outstanding, and it was already the best result, but the ensuing casualties were always embarrassing.

Seeing that everyone was sluggish, the third master stood up tremblingly: "Everyone, listen to the old man called Huazi, I wanted to do great things, I was just pinning my head to the waistband of my trousers, now that so many people have died in the imperial court, we need to evacuate first, the news will soon be transmitted back to the capital, more soldiers and horses will soon set off for Wumei Mountain, this place is not suitable for a long time, now there is only one opportunity, one can make the people of the world wake up, and overthrow Li Zelin together. One day, the brothers who died today will be smiling under the Nine Springs! After speaking, he glanced at the unconscious Nan Ke and Zhou Xianhuan, who was paralyzed on the ground, and muttered in a low voice: "It's time for the times to be handed over to their young people......

Chen Wuxin took a step: "What the third master said is right! We are naturally saddened by the death of our brothers and sisters, but it should not be at this time, and now our great cause has taken the first step! More people will die in the future, but our purpose is to make the world prosperous! ”

"After burying the dead brothers, I will return to Liangzhou! Hibernate waiting for the next opportunity! ”

"I'll wait to get back out of the state!"

"I'll go back to Yuzhou!"

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Everyone quickly set a goal, in a small courtyard behind the Taoist temple to bury more than 20 people, but they did not dare to erect a monument, otherwise after they left, the officers and soldiers went up the mountain to investigate the situation and saw these tombstones, they must be digging their corpses, Wang Jiao's face had two long tear stains, at this moment the tears have been dried up, two swords, after burying Shi Wei's body, he kissed the soil on the cover deeply, turned his eyes firmly, and no longer hesitated.

Just as everyone was burying their dead brothers, no one cared, and among the shadows of the squirming trees, a small bird with a pitch-black body and colorful eyes was watching all this.

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In the capital of Zhongzhou, a dim dungeon, in the middle of the dungeon, several thick iron chains were tied to a large iron cage, and there was a person locked in the iron cage, lying in the cage, convulsions, and foaming at the mouth constantly.

Suddenly, the man stood up, his eyes seemed to glow, and he roared, "I see it...... I see it! ”

"Squeak, squeak, squeak" opened the door three times in a row, and the three huge iron doors were opened one by one, and an official holding a scroll and a brush entered the dungeon in response, and there was no expression on his face, as if he had long been accustomed to this job, and he didn't even look at the people in the cage: "Say, you see something." ”

The prisoner did not speak at this moment, his eyes fixed on the official.

The official frowned, clapped his hands, and immediately walked in outside the three iron gates, holding a roast chicken in his hand, and threw it vigorously in the direction of the iron cage, only to see the prisoner stretch out one hand, and the roast chicken was instantly absorbed into the prisoner's hand.

The prisoner was like he hadn't eaten for a long time, gnawing frantically, even the bones were chewed and swallowed by him, and he opened his mouth while chewing: "In ...... Wumei Mountain ...... They're leaving......"

The official frowned, recorded it on the paper, turned around and left with the jailer who sent the roast chicken, closed the three iron doors, looked at the man in the cage through the railing on the iron door, and said lightly: "Xue Zhongyu, the head of the eighteen families, is now just begging for food from our Qianyin Building like a wild dog." ”