Chapter 207: No More
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The war between the Yanlong Empire and the Xuanyang Empire was ignited again, and it was the largest in a hundred years, because Princess Zichen died on the way to harmony, and at the same time, a soldier and horse of the Xuanyang Empire attacked the three towns on the border of the Yanlong Empire, slaughtering nearly 10,000 civilians.
The two armies confronted each other on the border with the Longquan River as the boundary, stationed hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and in the lower reaches of the Longquan River, which was 50 miles away, there was an old man rowing a wooden boat and fishing, although it was not far from the war, but the fish caught late at night were sold in the tomorrow morning market as the main livelihood, so he had to wear a coat and come out alone. In the middle of the autumn night, the marrow of people is frozen, the clothes are full of dewdrops, and the fog on the river is also thick, but fortunately, the moon is full on the head, and the old man drank a sip of warm spirits, and his eyes are firmly fixed on the buoy.
The wind blew, the mist dispersed with the wind, and the reeds and dead leaves on the shore rubbed against each other and creaked, and the old man held his breath because the buoy moved.
At this time, a large ball of white water bubbles floated from the bottom of the water, with the experience of fishing in the old Han River for fifty or sixty years, the hook will be a big-mouthed loach, sure enough, the buoy was jerked down, the old man quickly lifted the rod, only to see the fishing rod stagnant, the rain line stretched straight, the old man laughed, from the feel, how can this big-mouthed loach also have a five-catty
The old man planned to let it drag it, because when the gluttony in the water was tired of struggling, he could easily catch it, but tonight was full of weirdness, and the fishing line was loosened, and the big-mouthed loach actually rushed out of the water, splashing the old man's face, and what made the old man even more shocked was that the big-mouthed loach's eyes were blood-red.
The old man only felt that the smell was extremely fishy, but he didn't care about it, so he took advantage of the situation and carried the big-mouthed loach to the deck, and it could be confirmed that its eyes were indeed blood-red, and even the body of the fish was indescribably weird, and the skin was shriveled and had rotten sores. Something happened unexpectedly, and after the big-mouthed loach jumped a few times to get close to the old man, it bit the old man's calf in a big bite.
The old man gasped in pain, and the blood vessels around the wound began to burst under the skin, and the trend spread to the whole leg, and in just a few breaths, the old man's face was covered with blood vessels, and what was even more terrifying was that the eyeballs began to turn blood-red. The old man looked down at his hands, which were no different from ghost hands, and his nails were still getting longer.
"Ahh
The old man looked up to the sky and wailed towards the moon, and his voice was like a hoarse beast.
Fifty miles away, upstream, on the territory of the Xuanyang Empire on the other side of the river, the two armies confronted each other.
In the camp of the Xuanyang Army, the sleepiness of the soldiers has not completely dissipated, and the breastplate is full of dew, no one expected that the Yanlong army would cross the river in the cold late night of the autumn night, and it was still pouring into the nest. On a high ground where the Xuanyang Chinese Army is located, the commander of the army pressed his sword and looked into the distance, and by the moonlight he could only see a piece of black pressure a mile away, not even a torch was seen, only the fluttering military flag reflected in the gray sky, and the general staff next to him said: "Marshal, the Yanlong Army does not send an elite night attack, but the whole army presses the formation, and the subordinates can't see through the intentions." ”
The handsome man has a long beard and a chest, and his left hand under the sleeve of the robe is raised to stroke his beard and think, and he said calmly: "I don't understand it either." ”
Another tiger-backed warrior strode forward, carrying a bone-crusher hammer on his shoulder, his armor rattled, and he shouted loudly: "Dashuai, there is a strong smell of corpses in the air, could it be that these Yanlong cubs don't take a bath I heard that the soldiers and horses that attacked the Fuxi prince's personal guards at night also left a strong corpse smell, hum The cause of Princess Zichen's death is unknown, even if the account is on our heads, we killed all the eight thousand personal guards of the prince of Fuxi overnight, but we didn't admit that it was our own doing, and said that our counterattack was an invasion, it is really ridiculous and hateful to have a demonic Longling King, I think the entire Yanlong Empire is a demon."
The more the tiger warrior talked, the more excited he became, and finally the spit spat was scattered, and he was simply furious.
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nbsp; "There have been so many fights in a month, so many people have died, there is nothing strange about the smell of corpses, and we can't mess up the morale of the army because of the vague ghost theory." The general of staff analyzed.
Knock knock
The war drums suddenly sounded in the Yanlong army, and then tens of thousands of infantry troops struck the shield with their swords at the same time, and the sound shook the sky.
The Xuanyang soldiers clenched their weapons one by one and looked nervous, everyone knew that the big war was about to begin.
Sure enough, the drumbeat became more and more intensive, the Yanlong army shouted like thunder, and tens of thousands of infantry troops rushed out with the momentum of a tiger, and the soldiers of the Xuanyang army could feel the tremor of the ground on the soles of their feet.
"Why don't you use cavalry to take the lead," said the general of staff.
"The horses are probably drowned in the river, hehe." The tiger-backed warrior teased.
The Yanlong infantry army that rushed out was constantly approaching, and it was already time for the Xuanyang Marshal to give the order, only to hear the battle-hardened veteran say in an orderly manner: "The 40,000 iron wall battalion is facing each other, and the archers are used to shoot first, so as to wait for work." The Wind Breaker and Frost Light Riders flank from both wings, remember to light the torches when you charge, and discard the torches to circle around after breaking through the Flame Dragon's front. The iron elephant heavy cavalry is on standby in the center, and the Chinese army is on standby in a crane wing formation, and each of them gives orders to go. ”
Several generals on horseback slapped their horses and left after receiving the order, and the tiger-backed warrior flew forward in the air, because the entire Iron Wall Battalion was under his command, and he only heard him shout as he flew: "It would be great if Yanlong's bullshit Dragon Tomb King, who is known as the invincible land immortals, hadn't died."
The Iron Wall Battalion set up a solid camp in front of the army, steady as a rock, because the opposite war horses were galloping, the ground was trembling rhythmically, and the sword and shield hands in the front row stared ahead through the gap, only to see the rain of swords falling towards the enemy who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and a wave of arrow rain was enough to take the lives of thousands of soldiers, and they believed that the enemy army that rushed to the front was definitely the end of the crossbow. There was a young soldier who went to the battlefield for the first time clenched his sword, his palms were full of sweat, he heard the veterans who mixed in the battlefield said, shooting is to cut wheat, whether you can survive this ghost gate, it depends on whether your armor and life are hard enough, but when his eyes penetrated the night to look at the enemy cavalry, he found that they were not as chaotic as he imagined, the black oppressive battle line was like a copper wall, and what was even more strange was that there were dense blood-red points of light in the figure.
"Vertical shield" has a general giving orders.
If the shooting is the ghost gate of the enemy cavalry, then the impact of the cavalry is the ghost gate of the own infantry army.
The young soldier lowered his head, in addition to holding the shield with his left arm, he also carried it on his shoulder, just because he had no background, so he was thrown in the first row with the highest mortality rate, but fortunately he stood on the sideline, but the pension after death was quite generous, and he could rest assured that the old mother at home was left alone. The sound of horses' hooves was deafening, as if there was a flood rushing to come, and the most thrilling moment finally came, the enemy cavalry was killed, the shield was violently knocked away, and the young soldier fell to the ground, only to feel that his lungs were blown up and he couldn't breathe, and a large black object crossed his head, and he could see clearly that it was the belly of the war horse. The shouts and screams were mixed, and the pungent stench almost blackened his eyes, and although his mind was blank, the enthusiasm for making a contribution drove him to stand up with a knife.
A cavalry roared by, and the stench made the young soldier gag, and one of the enemy soldiers happened to fall off his horse and roll here, and a frightened cry of robe was heard in his ears: "Devil"
The "ghost" young soldier still didn't know why, but when he saw the enemy soldier in front of him, his eyes were blood-red, his face was shriveled and blue, and his chest was full of arrows, but he didn't die.
Bagua Mountain, Morning and Dusk Peak.
Miaomu Taoist Temple stands quietly on it, the green tiles are full of peach blossoms, blown up by the gentle cool breeze, beside the waterhole under the hanging peak waterfall, the water mist stirred up reflects the rainbow in the sun, and there is a figure sitting on the side, and there is a wine jar and a shallow bowl beside him.
A few peach blossoms flew down on the black shirt, and were blown away by the cool breeze, and Zong Yang stretched out his hand
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Grabbing the wine jar, the clear peach blossom wine flowed into the shallow bowl, and the movement was a little slow.
As the shallow bowl was lifted, the peach blossom wine inside rippled, and Zong Yang did not bring the shallow bowl to his mouth, but faced the cliff opposite the waterhole, where there were three characters engraved with a sword.
See you again.
This is Jiang Wuxiong's sword trace.
Zong Yang's expression was gloomy, he smiled slightly, and poured down the bowl of wine.
Zong Yang still thought of this woman too simply, thinking that she would be able to live in Bagua Mountain with peace of mind, but in the end he found that he was just bothering to make him feel at ease.
Another figure landed on the edge of the waterhole, with a peach blossom wine gourd, holding an empty shallow bowl in his hand, grabbing the wine jar and pouring wine, and sat down side by side with Zong Yang.
"Big brother, drinking too much wine hurts your body."
For a while, there was only the sound of wine falling into the shallow bowl, and when it was full, the person who came said lightly: "I will accompany my senior brother to drink more, if you hurt your body, you can not be sad." ”
"You and I don't seem to be able to drink enough today." Zong Yang quipped.
"yes." Mu Tian said and filled Zong Yang again, and following Zong Yang's line of sight, he saw the three words on the cliff.
"I met Li Haoran in the Snowy Empire." Zong Yang said.
"Hmm." Mu Tian lost his mind, and when he retracted his gaze, he looked at the two deep footprints by the pond in a daze, thinking about how many times the stupid girl had stood here, and how long.
"I heard that the Yanlong Princess Zichen died, it seems that the Yanlong Empire is not as simple as it seems, and the Dragon Tomb King may just be a chess piece."
"Hmm." Mu Tian's gaze did not leave the footprints.
"I found Tudan in the Demon Realm."
"Hmm." Mu Tian continued to respond.
"How is the crow's cultivation" Zong Yang has been looking for a topic, and in the face of Mu Tian, his expression betrayed him, because he wanted to escape a topic.
Mu Tian stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Zong Yang's shoulder, handed out a shallow bowl and collided with Zong Yang, drank half a bowl, and then said with a smile: "Silly boy, let's talk about the five bears." ”
Zong Yang stopped halfway through his drinking, with a wry smile on his face.
"She made such a choice, in addition to the fact that you avenged her, there should be another important reason." Mu Tian said as he took another sip of wine.
Zong Yang was silent.
Mu Tian said with a drunken smile: "You are in the way of God, some things will not be realized later, the eldest brother is the only elder of the five bears, how can I bear her to wander the world alone, or the eldest brother will not reason with you once, you will accept her, it's good."
"Ah" Zong Yang didn't expect Mu Tian to be so direct.
"Haha." Mu Tian laughed loudly, and it seemed that the sadness that had accumulated in his heart for months had also faded, and he turned back to ask Xiang Zongyang, "Aren't the five bears beautiful?"
"Nope." Zong Yang's mind conjured up the figure of Jiang Wuxiong.
"That's good." Mu Tian stretched his waist and said with a wicked smile: "Then the big brother will talk to Su Ying another day." ”
Zong Yang knew that Mu Tian's last sentence was a joke, shook his head and sighed, and drank the wine in the shallow bowl.
At this time, an ichthyosaur in the waterhole surfaced and spit out the life bead. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.