A bowl of wine was delivered to Qi Zhuji.

This bowl of wine is very strong, and this wine is also inferior to Qi Zhuji.

Drinking in front of the fish belly in the East, this is also the first time in his life.

Situ Nian was more crisp than him, he drank the spirits in the bowl in one gulp, was silent for a moment, and then whispered three names in Qi Zhuji's ear.

These were three of the remaining six young cultivators who joined the Tie Ce Army with Situ Nian.

All three were killed in the previous battle.

Although with the performance and strength of those few people, it is normal to die in such a brutal strangulation this night, but these people are Tie Cejun after all, after all, they came with him, he looked at the dynasty sect that spilled a bowl of wine in front of the Southern Dynasty Zhenyuan Heavy Armor, but he couldn't help but think in his heart that if Lin Yi was here, he should be able to do better than himself, and maybe he could take care of these people in the battle, and these people would not die like this.

Previously, these people's indiscriminate use of true elements and cowardice in the battle made him secretly despise in his heart, but when these people proved their loyalty to the Southern Dynasty with their lives, he became more and more aware that these people were the most lovely and respectable people of the Southern Dynasty like those ordinary soldiers who stood in front of him with shields and regardless of their own safety.

Compared to these young cultivators who dared to defend this city here, but at most did not perform well in battle, what were those people of the Southern Dynasty who would only compete for benefits in comfort?

He didn't want to drink the bowl of liquor in his hand, but listening to the names of these three people, he drank it all in silence.

The scorching line of fire burned in the empty stomach.

He put the empty bowl down, stood up, and walked to a young man who was resting not far behind him.

"Do you regret joining the Tiece Army and coming here with us?"

The moment he staggered past the young man, he whispered to the young man.

This young man's surname was Fang, his name was Mo, and he was also one of the seven young cultivators.

Fang Mo listened to the sound coming from his ears, he turned his head, Qi Zhuji had already walked past him, and he could only see Qi Zhuji's back.

"Regrets?"

His eyes were inexplicably a little red, "I just want to kill a few more Northern Wei barbarians now." ”

Regret is an emotion.

Hatred is also an emotion.

In such a killing situation, when the person next to him dies, there is only hatred in his heart, and there is no time to think about anything else.

......

Qi Zhuji didn't care about his answer.

For him, any choice as long as it is not forced to make.

He walked towards the southernmost wall.

The Wei army that had been forced back in the middle of the night had returned to their camp, and at this time the figure could be seen shaking in the camp, but it was very quiet.

He looked at the official road in the distance.

The smell of wine from his stomach became more intense, and the sky grew brighter and brighter, but his face became more and more gloomy.

It stands to reason that Xue Jiu and the local army should have appeared in his sight at this time, but they have not appeared yet, which can only mean that there is something wrong with the heavy cavalry army.

"If you don't die, I'll let you die. ”

Qi Zhuji didn't think that he was a person who would repay him, but now that he felt that he was, he would firmly remember the names of those heavy armored cavalry generals under Lan Huaigong.

......

The smell of wine and blood mixed together, the blood on the north wall of this Zhongli city gradually coagulated, the sun gradually rose in the east, and the whole city began to be gilded with a layer of gold.

Qi Zhuji did not stay on the southern wall for long.

He didn't take these Northern Wei troops to the south to heart.

Since it has not been able to pose a real threat to Zhongli City in the past ten days, as long as a certain amount of defensive strength is retained in the south, it is still impossible for this Northern Wei army to break through the southern wall.

After all, all you have to worry about is the north.

"Xue Jiu, they haven't come yet?"

Watching Qi Zhuji turn back, just looking at Qi Zhuji's face, Xiao Suxin knew what was going on.

Qi Zhuji replied softly: "Unless they encounter the Northern Wei army, even if those heavily armored cavalry soldiers get in the way, they will come, I have already made arrangements, but it is later than I expected." ”

Xiao Suxin lowered her head, she looked at the blood stains on her body, and knew that Qi Zhuji was waiting for the ordnance delivered by those local troops.

There was something in that batch of ordnance that seemed cruel to her, but for such a brutal strangulation, it seemed that it made no difference what kind of ordnance.

Time and distance are always the most critical factors that limit the deployment of generals and generals, and if all means can be implemented somewhere at any time according to a general's wishes, it is a game of chess, no longer a bloody war.

The light in the eastern sky became more and more dazzling.

Qi Zhuji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw five riders emerging from a small path on the north side, heading towards this side.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi behind him was a little unusual.

Some disordered winds are inexplicably born.

He turned his head and saw Mr. Chen Da looking at the riders.

Mr. Chen's face was very calm, but the powerful True Yuan that was silent in his body had begun to flow rhythmically.

This means that this cultivator of the Divine Mind Realm has already begun to prepare, and he has already adjusted all the functions of his body to the best before the arrival of the five horses.

"Can you see the calendar?"

Qi Zhuji took a deep breath and asked as calmly as he could.

He couldn't see the clothes and appearance of the five riders clearly at this time, but Mr. Chen's eyesight should have far surpassed him, and he should have seen some clues.

"It should be the swordsman of the Northern Wei Dynasty. ”

Mr. Chen Da stood still with his hands in his hands, and a mountain-like momentum erupted out of his body, "They are good at sword formations, supplemented by four swordsmen from the Chengtian Realm, and one swordsman from the Divine Mind Realm is the formation center. ”

Le Xiang Mansion is one of the palaces of the Northern Wei Dynasty, that Le Xiang Wang is good at music, good beauty, and at the same time is also an outlier among the Northern Wei Dynasty practitioners who like to use knives. He likes swords, and there are many swordsmen in the house.

He is also very good at the technique of sword formation combined attack, and he alone is said to have created no less than ten powerful sword formations.

Qi Zhuji didn't ask again.

Especially when he didn't ask the stupid question of how many odds he had.

Any Divine Mind Realm cultivator, even if the True Yuan in his body was not consumed at all, should not have much chance of winning in the face of a sword formation composed of five people like Le Xiangfu.

......

It's dawn.

But the city and the water suddenly became quiet.

Looking at the five horsemen who came from the north and got closer and closer to the water's edge, and felt the increasingly powerful momentum of Mr. Chen, the most ordinary sergeants of both the Southern Dynasty and the Northern Wei Dynasty understood what was about to happen.

There will soon be a battle of divine thoughts here, and this battle that they can't intervene in and has nothing to do with them will really decide their fate next.

Wang Chaozong drank another bowl of wine.

He looked at the rising sun in the east and greedily took a deep breath of fresh air.

He's young.

In the eyes of some border generals, a young general like him should have a lot to do, but there may not be much time left for him.