In the next ten days, the battle was relatively calm, and the Manluo army in Montenegro County was still struggling to find a way out, and once tried to besiege Qingdai City, but only fought for a day and then withdrew and left, losing nearly 2,000 soldiers in vain.

Ziyu hung patiently behind them, not in a hurry or slowly, Manro couldn't run away, and he didn't dare to turn back and fight to the death, so he had the mind to hang himself and wipe his neck.

The Rakshasa army, which was originally with high morale, collapsed under such a desperate road.

In the first few days, there were only a few dozen deserters a day, and then there were hundreds a day, and in the last two days, there were three or four thousand Rakshasa soldiers who escaped every day.

The camp of Huangying Mountain is calm and waveless, and he trains in the clouds every day during the day, and at night he runs to the village of the tree elves, and goes down to the dungeon to collect the beast core, which is quite fruitful, and the blood and qi of those monsters also help him directly advance to the eighth heaven of the earth level, and his strength has reached a higher level.

On this day, at ten o'clock in the evening, Yunzhong changed into a black coat and was about to go up to Huangying Mountain again, when he opened the door, he found Mo Li standing at the door.

Today's Mo Li did not wear armor, but changed into a light cyan long skirt, the shoulders were oblique, showing off the white and delicate fragrant shoulders, and a wide belt around the waist, which looked loose and baggy, but it just covered the weakness of her slightly thin figure.

Yunzhong smiled: "It's so late, is there something wrong?"

Mo Li pulled Yunzhong into the tent, closed the tent door tightly, clasped the majestic physique in the cloud with both hands, buried the head in the chest of the cloud, and a wisp of fragrance went straight into the spleen in the center of the cloud.

"Don't go up the mountain today. After a long time, Mo Li raised his head, with tears on his face, "It's today." ”

As if he had been shocked by electricity, he trembled violently, and it took more than a minute before he stabilized his body.

"Poof," Mo Li burst into tears and laughed, "Sure enough, it's still a green head, so excited." ”

With a slight pull, the loose belt was unfastened, and the pale cyan dress slid to the ground.

On this hot summer night, goosebumps appeared on Mo Li's naked skin, and her cheeks quickly turned red, and she raised her jade hand lightly to unbutton Yunzhong's clothes.

Yun Zhong grabbed Mo Li's hand, looked at Mo Li's tear-stained face, lowered his head, and kissed it gently, as if with all his might.

As soon as he raised his hand, a huge object appeared in the tent, but it was the big bed of the earth's extreme warm jade that he had obtained from the Bank of China.

Mo Li peeked at the big bed, and she was already shy, she felt even more self-conscious, and hurriedly closed her eyes, only to feel that her feet were already off the ground.

Yun Zhong laid the fiery female body in his arms on the jade bed, gently stripped off his clothes, and then jumped on the jade bed as well, and in Mo Li's soul-shattering murmur, the expedition began.

Not far away, two beautiful women, each with a pot of fruit wine in their hands, leaned against a large tree, listening to the wheezing and moaning of the tent.

"I didn't expect to be picked up by this newcomer, and I was a little depressed. Wei Ling sipped softly, with an evil aura in her voice.

Fei Na had a complicated look in her eyes: "Which bastard created the way of forgetting love?"

Wei Ling sneered: "It's just a small way, if you can really forget your feelings, how can there be such a perverted cultivation method." ”

In the early morning, a fast horse galloped out of the camp of Huangying Mountain, and it was a beautiful woman.

When Mo Li left, Yunzhong was pretending to be asleep, and when he heard the sound of horses' hooves fading away, he slowly opened his eyes, sat up, looked at the red on the jade bed, felt a pain in his heart, and muttered: "Have you really forgotten?"

A few miles away, the woman suddenly laughed, with tears on her face, and said softly: "I really can't forget it, then I won't forget it, fuck it too much." ”

In the next few days, Yunzhong was still training during the day, and he went to the dungeon at night, and he didn't use the beast core he obtained, and handed it over to Mu Ying and Fei Na and others.

On this day, Yun Zhong was teaching the soldiers marksmanship in the training ground, and a fast horse rushed into the camp from the north, and went directly to Yan Gang's Chinese military tent, Yun Zhong shouted: "Today's training is over, each of them will go back to the camp and stand by!" After speaking, he ran to the edge of the training ground and took a towel to wipe his sweat.

"Hey, why don't you practice?" Wei Ling shouted at him, the beauty of the body of fire has been continuously advanced under the effect of the beast core in the past few days, and her cultivation has reached the tenth heaven of the earth level, except for Mu Ying and Lan Yu, the cultivation of the Flying Fox Group is the highest one, and as for its combat power, it is likely to surpass Mu Ying, second only to Yun Zhong himself.

"The scout cavalry is from the north, it should be news from the Rakshasa Donghai Prefecture, unless the Rakshasa people send reinforcements, otherwise the scout cavalry will not be so flustered, ready to fight. Yunzhong threw the towel aside, put on his coat, and prepared to go to the Zhongjun tent to find Yan Gang.

Wei Ling nodded and said, "Yes, clear thinking, it looks like I didn't shoot all my brains out that night." ”

The movement in the clouds froze, Wei Ling's voice was not low, and the hundreds of soldiers around him were dumbfounded, and then they all secretly walked away with a smile.

The blood swallow covered her mouth and made a muffled voice: "Sister Ling, this vinegar is fresh and refined." ”

Before the words fell, there was already a shock in the clouds on his head.

"In the direction of Donghai Prefecture, there are 30,000 Rakshasa troops marching here. In the Chinese military tent, Yan Gang saw Yunzhong and said with a worried face.

Yunzhong nodded and said, "It's twice as much as my army, I don't know how the troop configuration is?"

Yan Gang said: "There are about 10,000 mercenaries, as well as four Rakshasa regular army regiments, and the most troublesome one, there is also a Drew Knight Regiment." ”

Yunzhong is also frowning, the Drew Knight, the most ruched also has a Xuan-level cultivation, the Drew Knight, a whole corps of 4,000 people, is an existence that can destroy on the battlefield.

After thinking about it, Yun Zhong said: "The direction of Baishui County and the direction of Qinglu City also have to be guarded, so let's do it, the Lord Shuai 5,000 soldiers and horses stay in the camp of Huangying Mountain, continue to monitor the enemy troops in these two directions, if there is any abnormal movement, please immediately ask for help in the direction of Leopard Water City, and lead the Flying Fox Regiment and 10,000 military horses to the mountain pass ten miles north of here to defend the danger, what does General Yan think." ”

Yan Gang did not hesitate: "In this way, this Rakshasa army in Donghai Prefecture will all rely on Lord Yun, and the lower officials are here, waiting for Lord Yun's victory." ”