Yuan Shouren and Yuan Shouyi are no longer the two arrogant and arrogant young men at the beginning, after their deaths, Yuan Futong brought the two back to the black clouds, and the two were instilled with the power of luxury corpses, and the two came back to life.

A person is dead in the soul, bloodthirsty, flesh and blood like an ox, sharp teeth and sharp teeth, like a zombie.

The other body is dead, the ghost is churning, the ghost is haunted, and he acts like a ghost.

The memories before his death were a little broken, and he was only able to be restrained by his biological father by the blessing of the power of the corpse.

And at this moment, seeing that the enemy who killed him was in front of him, with Yuan Futong's permission, the tyranny and bloodlust in the hearts of the two could no longer bear it, like a tiger out of the cage, rushing towards Meng Wei left and right.

Before Yuan Shouyi arrived, the ghost shadow took the lead, and several powerful ghosts rushed to Meng Wei, vowing to dig out the liver and lungs.

To deal with this kind of supernatural ghosts, Chen Qi has always been out of the way.

This does not mean that Meng Wei has no way to deal with it.

Pulled by the will, the majestic blood qi was stimulated from the surrounding body, and the cold murderous aura turned into a thin blood mist around Meng Wei's body.

The ghost claw stretched into the blood mist, and immediately it seemed to be boiling oil, and the ghost qi was vaporized by the blood mist.

Ghosts are not suitable for appearing on the battlefield, if it weren't for the unique power of the corpse, the battlefield is a murderous and vicious place, and the ghosts will die if they touch it.

Even with the protection of the extravagant corpse, these powerful ghosts who were turned into ghosts could not bear the blood and murderous aura that Meng Wei had accumulated in the battle of thousands of troops.

Under the influence of the noble life, the blood power in Meng Wei's body was no longer the crippled version that had to lie down for ten days for a minute in the face of Jing Ren.

I can't use it up, I can't use it up at all.

Seeing that the ghost was useless, Yuan Shouyi was cautious for three points, slowed down a little, and let the brainless eldest brother go on first, and wait for the opportunity to move.

His soul is sound, his memory is shattered, but his sanity remains.

Yuan Shouren turned into a zombie, and his body was driven by instinct, which was more simple and rude.

The claws popped out, like steel nails and Zuo Mengwei's spear.

The spear hit Yuan Shouren's body several times, but failed to break the armor, and the corpse's skin was the same as Cong's, flexible and elastic.

For several rounds in a row, Yuan Shouren's body seemed to have been strengthened, and the spear head embellished with fine iron was punctured, and it failed to hurt a single bit

Meng Wei, who was on the left, was a little annoyed, and in the face of the zombies in close proximity, he threw down his spear angrily, grabbed Yuan Shouren's neck with one hand, pressed against his restless little mouth, and bombarded the power of qi and blood with his fist with the other hand.

This trick, when he was fighting against Congcong, Meng Wei used it, and the layers of hot qi and blood power entered Yuan Shouren's body, and the power of qi and blood that specialized in overcoming evil kept impacting in Yuan Shouren's body, and the corpse qi of the extravagant corpse became bad, and the more he fought, the less he fought.

Under the heat wave, the painless zombies struggled and roared.

This scene also frightened the ghosts that lingered around Meng Wei, and sure enough, what kind of master there is, what kind of ghost will be raised, Yuan Shouyi is more and more afraid to step forward.

Looking at Yuan Shouyi, who was playing soy sauce like an audience, Yuan Fu was so angry that he jumped to his feet and scolded.

"Rebel, you still look at what you are doing, go and help your eldest brother."

Yuan Shouyi looked at his eldest brother and father viciously, a howl of resentment sounded, he couldn't fully control his body, instinctively opened his mouth wide, and let out a scream, completely missing the hoarseness of the rupture of his vocal cords at the beginning.

The sharp voice came into the ears of Meng Wei and the surrounding humanoid monsters, and the wails of the demons and ghosts pierced the ears like a demonic sound, stimulating the eardrums and making people's brains hurt.

The humanoid monsters knelt on the ground in pain, holding their heads and slapping the ground, and some even lay directly on the ground and kept rolling, trying to remove this strange sound wave from their minds.

Meng Wei didn't have much impact, but because of this scream, he sobered up a lot, he looked a little dazed as the brother on the left grabbed Yuan Shouren's corpse and kept whipping the corpse, and the brother on the right waved two halberds and kept shooting a light red blood mist at the surrounding ghosts.

Not far away is the angry Yuan thief who scolded Yuan Shouyi.

The surrounding monster army knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, and Yuan Futong was even more angry: "Rebel, what are you doing?" Are you helping this thief, or are you helping your big brother? ”

Memories came flooding back to his heart, and Meng Wei smacked his tongue: "Obediently, it's really fierce, which god opened a plug-in for me, and I can also hang up and upgrade." ”

When he came back to his senses, Meng Wei didn't think much about it, he was entangled by Er Yuan, and he had already consumed a lot of qi and blood, and if he didn't make a move, he would consume himself to death if he stood still.

Controlling the left head punch to blast Yuan Shouren, ending his nightmare, Le Ma looked back at the moon, and grabbed Yuan Shouyi, who was flying around in the sky and wailing like a fly, with his hands covered with the power of blood and qi.

Yuan Shouyi's howl stopped, and he was shocked, this person is like crazy, he rushed forward with a knife and gun, how could he suddenly turn back, could it be that he was playing me?

Under the sudden attack, Yuan Shouyi was fished out like this, and it was like falling into an oil pot, being repeatedly washed and steamed by the surging power of qi and blood, and after a while, the black smoke in the seven orifices dissipated, and the qi infused by the dilapidated body dissipated, and fell into a ball on the ground like mud.

After dealing with the two brothers of the Yuan family, Meng Wei was finally refreshed and had a clear mind, these two annoying flies have become this ghost, and it should not be forcibly resurrected again.

Looking at the humanoid monsters around him who were still confused by the screams of the ghosts, Meng Wei raised his knife with one hand to pay tribute to Yuan Futong.

"Old thief, today's pain is just like the outside of Fengyang City in the past, one report and one report, the one who took your life, Chongcheng Meng is also?"

Without waiting for Yuan Futong to reply, Meng Wei stroked the red rabbit lightly and drove the horse forward at full speed.

"Blood debt and blood repayment, I, Meng Wei, have always been talkative, Chitu, hold on a little longer, and avenge my good man in Northern Xinjiang."

Seeing this, Yuan Futong couldn't care about feeling sorry for his son, so he ran away, and all his previous heroic posture was forgotten.

He is not like Chonghou Hu, he is a prince, and he also polishes his body.

Looking at his fat belly, Yuan Futong sighed, after all, he was hurt by the wine.

"Yuan thief is leaving, can you dare to fight with me?"

The commander fled, and the rebel phalanx was in disarray.

The pressure of the Chongcheng army dropped sharply, and after bypassing the mad soldiers, they immediately launched a pursuit of Yuan Futong's battalion.

Frenzy? All the gifts of fate have a price, and if you dry him for an hour, these people will die on their own.

Seeing this, Wen Zhong was also relieved, and after instructing the four generals of the Demon Family to deal with the three-eyed giant as soon as possible, he rode the ink unicorn alone, and rushed into the black clouds with clouds and fog.

Mo Liqing, Mo Lihai, and Mo Lihong no longer watched the battle, took out the magic weapon, and faced the three-eyed giant with a bang.

I still saw that Mo Lishou, who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, limped and drooped half an arm, was still complaining.

"The brothers are not kind, the fourth brother, I have just had a good time, and I am about to start a killing spree, why did the brothers suddenly intervene."

The whole body is the hardest of the mouths.

"Library! Storehouse! Storehouse! After all, Mo Lihong, who was anxious, couldn't hold back and laughed out loud, and then the other two brothers couldn't hold back and laughed.

Mo Lihai's face was white and red, and he shouted that next time he must fight quickly and not let his brothers interfere.

The war is coming to an end.

Yuan Futong's dragon horse is not comparable to Chitu after all, after eating a period of exhaust, Chitu first tired and lay down, and the distressed Meng Wei leaned down and rubbed Chitu's Chongmao.

Yuan Futong withdrew to Beihai with the remnants of the defeated army.

There seemed to be a shocking battle in the black clouds, and the dragon chanted and the ape cried constantly.

It didn't take long, and after a moment of hustle and bustle, Wen Zhong flew out with an injured ink qilin, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out as soon as he landed.

The generals of the song were concerned, but fortunately, Wen Zhong stretched out his hand to say that he was okay, and the generals were relieved.

After an hour, the mad soldiers gradually quieted down, and the Chongcheng army stepped forward to silently relieve them of the subsequent pain.

Wen Zhong adjusted his qi and blood, and then took the generals of Chaoge into the camp of the Chongcheng army.

All that remains is for the heavily damaged Chongcheng Army to clean up the battlefield and collect the bones of their comrades, so as not to have another sad thing about the demons controlling their comrades-in-arms to turn against each other.

As for the North Sea rebels? Sweeping and mending the knife, a fire burned out the sin.

The generals listened to the order outside the tent, Zhao Bing sent to the medical camp for treatment, this goods alone resisted the impact for four hours, how long the enemy rushed, how long he carried it in front of the camp gate, the abundance of physical strength made the Chaoge generals admire, if it was not for the final enemy army to flee, Zhao Bing was afraid that he would die of exhaustion on the battlefield.

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Postwar.

The generals of the Chongcheng Army, including Meng Wei, looked at each other outside the tent in silence, listening to the fierce shouting and scolding in the tent, subconsciously lowered their heads, and silently counted the gravel on the ground.

Wen Zhong, who was angry in the tent, didn't save any face for Chonghou Hu at all, and it was a scolding that overwhelmed the world.

It's not that he was afraid of the enemy, but that he didn't retreat in time, and in the end he made excuses for himself and sacrificed tens of thousands of soldiers.

Many of these soldiers were the breadwinners of the family, the fathers of their children, the husbands of their wives, and the sons of their parents. Just in order to give him Wen Zhong such a bloody battle, the people in the family who were looking forward to the return of their beloved lost their relatives forever.

"Chonghou Hu, Chonghou Hu, you are not only insulting my Wen Zhong's IQ, but also insulting all the heroic souls who sacrificed for the Beihai Rebellion."

"Are you worthy of your family's surname? Are you worthy of the trust and responsibility of the entire northern Xinjiang to serve you as the Lord? ”

"Take your people and go back to Chongcheng."

"This time, I will spare your life, you can no longer act willfully in all matters in northern Xinjiang, and you should work hard to restore the livelihood of the people in northern Xinjiang in the future."

"I will play the king, send additional troops to Sanshan Pass and Hangu Pass, and watch the Zhou Kingdom, you can't make me and make the king feel cold."

The scolding gradually subsided, Chonghou Hu hung his head, and began to order the Chongcheng army to assemble, and the army repaired for three days, and then returned to Chongcheng.

The entire Chongcheng coalition army was silent, the battle was too fierce, the three divisions were lost, and the middle and rear armies were also greatly reduced.

The rest of the people are less than a third of the time they set out on the expedition, and they have to carry their comrades who fought side by side on the way home, and they will only be heavier and sadder along the way.

This is war.

Meng Wei was in a relaxed mood, and was about to pack up with the army, lamenting that he could finally go home to reunite with his parents and little sister.

Chonghou Hu's cold figure appeared, and he dropped a cold word.

"It is rumored that the Taishi ordered that Zhao Bing and Meng Wei of the Chongcheng Army will be temporarily transferred to the Great Shang Army from now on."

"You and Zhao Bing don't have to go back, tomorrow, as soon as we leave, the two of you will go to the Taishi's tent to listen to the tune."

Meng Wei was stunned and subconsciously collided.

"Why?"