For the vast majority of people in this world, practitioner is a strange and incomprehensible word. Nowadays, in the era of the end of the Dharma, there are very few true cultivators, and there is no one in ten thousand.

No, I'm afraid there is not one in 100,000.

Although the general is vulgar, he is also a partial general who commands thousands of people, and when he is mixed with the current level, he naturally has some understanding of the affairs of cultivators.

In a sense, the intervention of practitioners complicates the war. If a weak army can get the support of cultivators, it may not be impossible for the weak to defeat the strong.

Those powerful forces, whether it is the Eight Great Families, or the Green Forest and the Chixiao Army, always have the shadow of cultivators behind them; Even the Huang Xiang army, which swept through the Kanto region that day, relied on the two great powers of Wei Fang and Wei Xian.

The rebel army of the general is called the Blue Scar Army. It is so named because at the beginning of the incident, all participants had to make a mark on their face with a knife dipped in ink; Later, because this ceremony was too painful and could not recruit many soldiers, it was simply abolished. Now the sign that distinguishes them from the rest of the rebels is a long strip of green cloth around their waists.

The Green Forest Army is a small branch of the once powerful Green Forest Army, due to the internal division of the Green Forest Army, they have not had a good life, and have been huddled in the north of Qingzhou to fight guerrillas; Recently, the situation has changed dramatically, and they want to seek a little development in the midst of chaos.

In all fairness, the luck of the Qingji Army is really good, not long after they set off, they encountered the fire of the Liaozhou overlord "Chixiao Army" and Qingzhou's "Zhuoshui Coalition Army", they are naturally not qualified to participate in the war, but the looting and clearing after the war is also a windfall that cannot be ignored.

The outcome of the war is exactly what the Qingjun Army is most happy to see, the "Chixiao Army" and the "Zhuoshui Coalition Army" have been fighting for more than a month, and they are almost all wiped out!

The supplies of hundreds of thousands of people have all become things placed on the edge of the passing water, within reach, just like the silver thrown on the side of the road, and the lady lying on the bed is so exciting.

Where can the Blue Scars resist the temptation. After sending out several waves of spies, he couldn't bear it anymore and packed up thousands of men and horses to clean up the battlefield and harvest the looting.

Originally, the Red Turbans were highly skilled, using war materials as bait, and they were about to hit the bruises hard, but they didn't expect to encounter a strange "dead corpse" halfway; With a slash, it burst out with brilliant golden light, not only killing hundreds of soldiers, but also allowing the Blue Scar Army to take the initiative and turn defeat into victory!

His grandmother's, who is going to reason with this?

"What to do?" The general pinched his beard and circled around the "dead corpse". In his opinion, eighty percent of these "cultivators" were seriously injured and were still recovering; The question now is how to maximize its value.

Presented directly to the manager?

The general shook his head, then all he could get was a hundred taels of silver, maybe less. Besides, he had already had the idea of defecting, thinking that the gains of following the Green Scar Army outweighed the losses, and the murder was more auspicious.

"Can I use this 'cultivator' as a gift, as a springboard?"

The general's eyes rolled. As the saying goes, birds choose good trees to perch, people choose virtuous masters and follow, Kanto is bigger, with the collapse of the "Chixiao Army" and the "Zhuoshui Coalition Army", the new overlord will soon stand out.

Fan Chuanjun!

The general's eyes froze, and he instantly made a decision in his heart. The Fan Chuan Army was already powerful in Lingzhou, and now the overlord of Liaozhou "Chixiao" and the largest force in Qingzhou, the "Zhuoshui Coalition Army", have both died, so the Fan Chuan Army should have become the largest in this Kanto region and the pinnacle of the rebel army!

In fact, as far as he knew, the Fan Chuan army had already invaded Qingzhou when the "Chixiao" and the "Zhuoshui Coalition Army" were fighting, and now, half of Qingzhou has fallen into the hands of Fan Chuan.

"The Blue Scars, hehe." The general sneered twice, how could the Blue Scar Army, who only hid in the shadows and pick up cheap, be the opponent of Fan Chuanjun? Its future fate is naturally predictable, either it will be exterminated by the Fan Chuan army, or it will be annexed!

With the consistent style of the rebels, surrender is not commonplace, since sooner or later it will be surrendered, why not surrender as soon as possible, offer heavy benefits, and occupy a good seat?

The general made up his mind, put away his long sword, and fell to his knees with a "plop".

"What the are you doing? Hurry up and kowtow to the 'cultivator-sama'! The generals looked back and shouted angrily, and the thousands of rebels were stunned for a moment, and then knelt down in unison, shouting in unison: "Knock to see the cultivator!" ”

"This ......" Xiao Jiang hid in the deep grass and was shocked. He had never heard of the word "cultivator", but when he saw thousands of people worshipping together, he couldn't help but think of the statues in the temple. At this moment, in his heart, the weight of "dead corpse" is undoubtedly a little heavier, and the title of "cultivator" is also equated with "immortal".

"Immortals!" After the general got up, he still clenched his fists and bowed his head at the "dead corpse". He served in the Green Forest Army in his early years and had the privilege of coming into contact with cultivators; In his memory, the so-called "cultivators" are all arrogant people, and he likes to hear others call them "immortals" the most.

"It's not that I mean to offend, it's really the poor countryside that has insulted your body. The subordinates dared to offend and moved your old man to another place, hoping not to be surprised. The posture of the general is very low, and the deference of his words makes people unbelievable, and the previous arrogance is like two people.

"It's over, the fairy is going to be taken captive!" Xiao Jiang clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he was very eager. He was excited for a long time, but finally he was discouraged and helpless.

How could a thin boy of fifteen or sixteen years old who weighed no more than 100 be able to defeat the army of thousands of tigers and wolves?

So be it!

Xiao Jiang buried his head deep in the grass, and now, he just begged himself not to be discovered.

The "coming" general waved his hand, and several big men immediately stepped forward.

"Lift the 'immortal' for me. Brothers, I tell you that Ben will take you to enjoy the glory and wealth today, and you can take whatever you want on the battlefield, gold and silver, no matter how much you find, it will be your own. The general was full of confidence at this moment, word by word, and loudly.

"Good! Good! ”

Boiling all around, everyone is fast. What is the purpose of being a soldier and fighting? Isn't it all money and food?

After a while, the crowd was crowded and all dispersed. The general led a few soldiers carrying "dead corpses" and walked at the end.

Xiao Jiang coldly took all this into his eyes. He's waiting. When everyone is gone, it's time for him to flee. However, before he could escape, he had to take the tiger head gun.

That's the only thing he's still thinking about.

"Ge Laozi, this soak of urine is really uncomfortable." Where did Xiao Jiang expect that a fat man with a big knife walked up to the grass where he was hiding in three or two steps, and took off his pants with a "snort".

Damn it!

Xiao Jiang wanted to scold his mother, but he looked around, and there were hundreds of soldiers swaying, so he could only grit his teeth and hold back.

The fat man took out a small "thing" from his crotch, shook it twice, and a stream of "liquid" gushed out.

"Get out!"

Xiao Jiang couldn't bear it anymore, and the moment he saw the "urine column", he collapsed directly. Knowing that it was unwise, he still turned over and dodged, and he really didn't want to wash himself with urine.

"What the hell?"

The fat man could not have imagined that a man would roll out of the haystack. Half of the "urine" was suffocated raw, and the fat man didn't even wear his pants, so he pulled out a knife and cut it.

"your grandma!" Xiao Jiang took advantage of the fat man's reaction and kicked horizontally. The fat man was still showing a half-pulled "buttocks", and the "urine" was not exhausted, and his legs were weak at the moment, and he was kicked directly. I also blamed him for his bad luck, there was a slope behind him, and his round body was perfect for rolling, so he ......

"Catch him, quick!" The fat man lay on the ground, pouting and yelling.

"Where to escape?!"

The general is a general, the reaction is too fast, when everyone is confused, he draws his sword and chases, and at the same time shouts: "Stop that kid, hurry, block him!" ”

"Get out of here, get out of here."

Although Xiao Jiang was thin, he was young after all, and his petite body was extremely flexible, and he broke out of the encirclement between running and moving, and went farther and farther.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

Xiao Jiang shouted repeatedly, just running, desperately, and with all his strength!

"Whew-whew-whew-"

The blue scars behind him were speechless, panting one by one, looking at Xiao Jiang's back but helpless.

"Whew!"

Seeing that Xiao Jiang was about to escape, a long arrow broke through, and the arrow burst into flames, attracting Feng Xiaoxiao.

"Ah——!h

With a scream, Xiao Jiang fell to the ground on his back.

"Hehe" Beside the general, a young man with a thief's eyebrows smiled with a bow, spat and said, "Can you be faster than a bow and arrow?" ”

"You kid can!" The general looked back at the young man and praised it.

"Where, where." The young man hurriedly bowed his head, one hundred and twenty deferential.

"Go and get that guy for me." As soon as the general's order came out, someone immediately took action, and everyone rushed to be the first, and they all wanted to behave.

"Boom!"

Poor little ginger. He was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, and the shaft of the arrow pierced half of his shoulder, and the blood flowed from top to bottom, staining half of his body red.

He was rudely thrown to the ground, trying to get up, but where was the strength? It can only tremble and arch on the ground.

"Smack!"

The general was condescending, his face was expressionless, he stepped on Xiao Jiang's head with one foot, and said with a fierce face: "Don't do useless struggles, tell Lao Tzu, what are you doing sneakily in our army's clothes?" ”

"I... I'm also a Scar Army. Xiao Jiang's mouth was full of blood, and the severe pain made it difficult for him to move his mouth.

The "fart" general stepped up the stampede and said angrily: "What are the people of our army hiding in the grass? What did the men of our army do against my own brothers? ”

"I... It's really... The Blue Scars. Xiao Jiang burst into tears in pain, trembling three times, and his ten fingers clasped the ground.

"Smack!"

The general raised his feet and stepped on it, and said fiercely: "Do you take Lao Tzu as a fool?" If you don't say it again, don't blame Lao Tzu for taking your life.

"I... It's true... Yes, don't dare... Deceive. Xiao Jiang was in pain, his voice was intermittent, his breath was unsteady, and he almost fainted.

"Damn, then you tell me that you are from that battalion, who is the direct commander?" The general was so angry that he stomped his feet, but he somewhat believed it.

"I am... Bingzi Battalion, Wu Chief... Hu Shuangquan. ”

"Camp Cing!" The general nodded, this time he brought out a total of three battalions, and the Bingzi battalion was among them, so he immediately ordered: "Come on, call Hu Shuangquan of the Bingzi battalion to come over." ”

Not long after, a big man crept over, saw the general quickly knelt down, and said respectfully: "General, why did you call the little one here?" His head was buried very low, and he did not dare to look at the general. was inexplicably summoned here, and he was naturally a little scared.

"You look up."

"Yes"

"It turned out to be you."

"It's small."

The general remembered that when he expressed surprise at the sudden appearance of the "dead corpse", there was a military commander who accosted him, and it was the person in front of him at this time.

"Hu, Hu Shuangquan is right?" The general pulled Xiao Jiang's collar, dragged him up, pinched his face, and asked Hu Shuangquan in a cold voice, "This is your soldier?" “

"Wow!"

Hu Shuangquan was startled, and said with a look of surprise: "Little Jiang! Aren't you being eaten by youkai, no, by 'immortals'? ”

"You've just been eaten?" Xiao Jiang's tone was not good, and he gritted his teeth and said.