The snow had stopped, but the night wind was still a cold, bitterly cold one.

The Xudu army on the island was so angry that they didn't feel cold until they reached the point, and the ghost blood was boiling. They were noisy, swearing, brandishing their weapons.

Gong Mingyi couldn't catch it, but the ghost soldiers who were in the same stream as Gong Mingyi just gave them a chance to vent.

A thousand households, with only one sentence, incited thousands of troops and horses to besiege those comrades-in-arms who came down from Guanyuecha.

All of this is thanks to Gong Mingyi.

If it weren't for the injustice he made in the first place, the army would not have become what it is now.

And the purple-faced ghost general was even more caught off guard, and before he could react, he saw a wooden stick break through the night wind, roll up a gale wind, and face him head-on.

The next second later, the ghost who was hit on the top of his head had a star in his eyes, and his head suddenly became dizzy, and his legs collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, the ghost soldiers around him were also anxious and angry, where did they care about the comradeship, they all copied the guys and killed them, and fought with their comrades.

For a while, the sound of killing, scolding and screaming near the four Guanyue Chacha was intertwined, resounding in the night sky. In the chaos, the sword light and sword shadows flickered with the splashing blood mist, and the stumps and broken arms flew out of it one after another, deducing the madness to the fullest.

The slaughter of the Xudu Army by the Xudu Army really tasted like he was too anxious. Everyone is not soft-hearted, they scramble to be the first to make fatal moves, and they are all dead hands. It's either a head-on knife and axe, or a spear and halberd that goes straight to the heart.

The blood mist was overflowing with red, and it didn't take long for them to kill the red-eyed ghost soldiers of the Xudu Army, and many fierce ghost soldiers fought their way out of the panicked ghost soldiers, and quickly climbed up the moon chariot along the soft ladder. On the deck of the Moon, a massacre unfolded in the cabin of the Moon.

There is no comradeship, no comradeship. All that's left is fighting and madness, and the pungent gore that is getting thicker and thicker.

After a long time, the noise gradually subsided. There were countless ghost soldiers who fell in a pool of blood and convulsed, and the living ones were as if they had just returned from a walk in the Shura Hell, and their faces were covered with mottled blood. The killing intent between the mouth, nose and eyes did not disappear, and only the hideousness remained.

The Qianhu stepped forward, stared at the severed head of the purple-faced ghost, clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Gong Mingyi is unkind and unjust, and the same is true of the Northern Yin Dynasty, treating us as grass mustard dogs." Brothers, you say we should do this?".

When the words landed, all the surviving ghost soldiers raised their heads in unison, and shouted in unison: "It's reversed! It's reversed!"

There was anger, resentment and hatred in the earth-shaking shouts.

"What should I do after the other way around?" The cold killing intent in the eyes of the thousand households did not decrease but increased, and in the echoing voice, he asked through gritted teeth, and there was anger, resentment and hatred.

"Reverse the Beiyin Dynasty to serve the Nine Shadows Country! Reverse the Northern Yin Dynasty to serve the Nine Shadows Kingdom!" The ghost soldiers around him did not hesitate at all, and shouted loudly without thinking: "Bring Guan Yuecha and the ghost general to vote for the Nine Shadows Country, and vote for the Nine Shadows Country." ”......

"You sit down. ”

There was a commotion outside the city of Xiaoyu Mountain, but it was quiet in the mountains. There was also silence in the military yamen on the top of the mountain, and Ying Zhao looked at Jiang Ziwen, who was walking around in front of his handsome case, and his eyebrows were full of anxiety, and he smiled indifferently.

In the main hall of the huge military yamen, there were only two of them. But one is calm and composed, and the other is restless. Between the eyebrows and in the eyes, there was still a faint sadness.

The sound of light footsteps was harsh in the silence.

"This time has passed, if the information is correct, the Guanyuecha of the Xudu Army should have arrived. Those Xudu soldiers should also know that they have been betrayed. Jiang Ziwen, who didn't stop, kept slapping the palm of his left hand with the back of his right hand, and there was a rapid snapping sound, which echoed in the empty main hall.

"Why, why haven't you seen half of the ghost soldiers come to surrender to Cheng until now?" Jiang Ziwen, who paused and quickened his pace, continued.

The speed of speech is getting faster and faster, and the speech is more urgent.

There was a reason why Jiang Ziwen was anxious, several of their generals and Ying Zhaoyi used Gong Mingyi and Lu Teng to disappoint the Xudu army outside the city, in order to let these hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers surrender and expand their forces for the Nine Shadows Kingdom.

But what Lu Teng said, they can't tell whether it's true or not. After all, none of the Xuanjiao disciples could pry open Gong Mingyi's mouth. That Gong Mingyi is really this.

In this way, if the information is wrong, Lu Teng lied, and Gong Mingyi did not do anything unkind, then it would be troublesome. The Xudu army on the island is only afraid that it is for its own handsomeness, and they will jump over the wall in a hurry, desperately attacking Xiaoyu Mountain City just to rescue Gong Mingyi.

The army of the Nine Shadows Kingdom in that city is full of people who want to fight with them once, not to mention that they can't get a source of soldiers, and they will have to kill and wound a lot of ghost soldiers in the battle.

Jiang Ziwen was anxious about this, and he was also in a hurry, but he couldn't pry Gong Mingyi's mouth open, so he let this prisoner of war show his face.

"Lao Jiang, don't worry, I've been recruiting for so many years, and I've never fought an unprepared battle. Since I dare to do this, I must be fully prepared. You can put a hundred and eighty hearts. Na Yingzhao didn't think of this, but he was still calm and confident, sitting behind the handsome case as steady as Mount Tai, holding a teacup and drinking tea leisurely.

It's just that Jiang Ziwen walked around made him dazzle, and he was indeed a little uncomfortable.

The cloudy wind howled into the house, swept the snowflakes on the ground outside the main hall door, and scattered them in all directions after flying into the house. Jiang Ziwen also had a few pieces of black snow on his shoulders. The coldness of the snowflakes spread through his robe, spreading throughout his body, making him slowly calm down.

He thought about it and stopped pacing, stood opposite Yingzhao, tried to control the speed of speech, and slowly said the emergency backup plan: "Loess is ready, and if he doesn't see the enemy coming in a few quarters of an hour, he will have to strike first." ”。

The wind howled again, like a tiger roaring in a valley.

The flickering candle flame turned from red to green, and the heroic move in the shadow remained calm. He took a sip of tea, smashed his mouth, and said, "Don't worry, the loess has no chance to go out of the city." ”。

It's a no-brainer, but it's full of confidence. Ying Zhao's face was still calm, and there was no panic in his eyes.

Jiang Ziwen was so confused that the second monk was puzzled, and he didn't know where the confidence came from?

As everyone knows, Yingzhao does have a killer feature. And this killer feature was left for Ying Zhao before Xiao Shizhu went to Huangquan.

In the entire Shuoyue Island, only a few ghosts, including Yingzhao, know. And the ghost soldiers and ghost generals who came to support from Xuan Yanzhou didn't know what this killer weapon was.

Don't look at Jiang Ziwen's high position, but he doesn't know about it, so he is naturally not as calm as Yingzhao.

But Yingzhao didn't mean to explain, so he stopped at it, and then he laughed and didn't say anything.

"Lao Jiang, if you are sleepy, go and rest, just keep an eye on it here. Seeing that Jiang Ziwen was puzzled, his face was confused, and he couldn't think of an ugly man for a long time, Ying Zhao smiled and said: "When you wake up, I guarantee that you can see hundreds of thousands of ghosts who surrender to Cheng, and they will surrender their guns and weapons at the foot of the mountain." ”。

Jiang Ziwen, who was fighting against the wind, thought about it and felt that it was reasonable. He has been an official in the same dynasty as Ying Zhao for many years, and he knows that this ghost is a subordinate of the ancient gods, proficient in the art of war and tactics, and Xiao Shizhu teaches by word and deed, and learns the cunning of a body. If you can be so calm and composed, you must be confident.

I had to suppress the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart, nodded and said, "Then I'll go to the dungeon and take a look, the Xuanjiao sect will pry Gong Mingyi's mouth open." ”。

"Well, if you're bored, you can beat him up, just don't beat him to death. Ying Zhao smiled again, nodded and said: "The lord explained before leaving, if he can capture Gong Mingyi alive and keep it for him, he must not be allowed to die." ”。

"Yes. Jiang Ziwen nodded and turned to leave, and the anger in his eyes flashed. remembered that a long time ago, he was exiled by Gong Mingyi, and he was angry.

Looking at his back that trembled a few times and then stopped, a trace of worry flashed in Ying Zhao's eyes. all know the grievances between Gong Mingyi and Jiang Ziwen, and Yingzhao is really a little afraid that Gong Mingyi will be killed by Jiang Ziwen.

But after thinking about it, Yingzhao felt that it was okay, and the biggest grudge with Gong Mingyi was Ji Kang. Ying Zhao would never dare to let Ji Kang go to the dungeon to contact Gong Mingyi. And Jiang Ziwen still does things in a measured manner, and there are Xuanjiao disciples and a few Su Tianju disciples looking at Gong Mingyi, presumably Jiang Ziwen will not do anything out of the ordinary in public.

Jiang Ziwen left the main hall with his front foot, and Yu Xuan walked in with Lu Teng on his back foot.

Compared with Gong Mingyi, Lu Teng's treatment is good. Except for someone watching, everything else is pretty good. Eat well, live well, and be able to move around most parts of the city. It's just that I can't shake off the 'tail' arranged by the British move behind me. And Lu Teng didn't want to get rid of them, he ate and slept when he was fine, and ate when he had enough.

After all, Lu Teng took the initiative to surrender, and he also shook out a lot of secrets of the Xudu Army. In addition to Gong Mingyi's secret letter, there are also food, grass and feather arrows in the army, casualties and soldiers, and so on.

It deserves preferential treatment.

"Dashuai, Lu Teng wants to see you. Standing in front of the handsome case with Lu Teng, Yu Xuan saluted and said.

"Look at the tea. After Ying Zhao nodded, his eyes moved to Lu Teng, and said with a smile: "Lu Teng, don't you recognize the bed if you don't sleep in the middle of the night." This is also a war zone, I really can't find you a better bedding, if you don't have good hospitality, you can forgive me and take more responsibility. ”。

Yu Xuan turned to leave, but Lu Teng smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "The handsome man is polite; Of course, I don't have the habit of recognizing the bed, I was born in the army, and I have fought a lot in the south and the north, so I naturally will not fall into the squeamish problem of recognizing the bed. ”。

Ying Zhao kept smiling, quietly listening to Lu Teng's chattering 'nonsense', and also noticed that Lu Teng was talking, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

After saying that tirade, Lu Teng suddenly fell silent, bowed his head slightly and frowned.

After a while, when he raised his head again, his brows were already relaxed, and at the same time, his eyes were firm, and he met Yingzhao's eyes that were staring at him, and said categorically: "Yesterday, the marshal asked me whether to leave or stay after the war, and today I have thought about it, I want to stay." ”。

Ying Zhao had a smile on his face, but he didn't rush to agree to the other party's request, but after thinking secretly in his heart, he slowly asked: "Why did you hesitate yesterday and make up your mind today?"

"Well, I can't go back. The Northern Yin Dynasty's methods of dealing with traitors are extremely cruel, but I am afraid that if I go back, I will only die. Lu Teng, who sighed, lowered his head and returned.

"Our methods against traitors are even more cruel. Yingzhao smiled, a little more cold. This is a bit of a warning.

"I know. Lu Teng nodded, "But I still want to stay." ”。