This gang of thieves is entrenched here, and I don't know how many people have been killed, and they should all be killed.

Chu Rong'er looked at the dozen or so martial artists surviving in front of her, her heart ached, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

She ordered the bodies of a dozen or so dead warriors to be moved to one place and buried them a little, so that when the sand dunes were moved tomorrow, they would be able to bury themselves.

Back at the Zhenxi military camp, General Huo personally went out to greet him.

Chu Rong'er couldn't rest assured of her brother, and ran to the camp of Zuo Duwei.

She found a doctor in the army, prepared a prescription, and sent her to decoction. From time to time, General Huo also stepped into the camp tent to visit Chu Liusu's illness, let him rest and recuperate, and left two personal guards to guard outside the camp tent of Zuo Duwei.

The medicine had been decocted, and there was a fragrant smell of silver moon ginseng, she held up her brother and prepared to heal, leaving only a doctor to accompany her in the tent, and the rest went out to avoid it.

Chu Rong'er sat down, held her brother's right wrist, pinched her pulse, moved her arm up, and gathered a ball of frost-white qi with both hands, and slammed it away.

As soon as Chu Liusu raised his head, his body felt cut off, and the qi in his body began to threaten up and down along the meridians, sinking and falling, and his eyes were dizzy, like a shining star.

The poisonous blood damaged by the plague gushed upwards and reached his throat, and he spurted out.

Chu Rong'er was sweating on her forehead, and said with a light smile: "Brother, drink the medicine, and you will get better." ”

After that, she asked the doctor to bring the medicine to her brother's hand and nodded for him to drink.

Chu Liusu raised his head and drank it in one go, and the aroma of silver moon ginseng remained on the tip of his tongue, which was probably the best decoction he had ever drunk in his life. He couldn't believe it, it turned out to be more than just bitter medicine.

Rong'er got out of bed and let her brother rest for a while, even if the plague in her body was drained, she still needed to recover for a few days.

The doctor was amazed, he really hadn't seen a goddess doctor who cultivated swords, controlling the qi machine to save people.

"Girl, what kind of sect do you come from?"

The sword cultivators, Buddhas, Taoists, and immortals in the world seem to be urging Gang to store qi, which is very powerful, but it is not easy to break the mirror, only after walking thousands of mountains and rivers, suffering from the cold and summer, there is a chance. If you don't have talent, even if you cultivate for a lifetime, you will still be in the realm of martial arts, and you can't talk about it at all. Instead of spending so much thought, it is better to read a private school, learn the words of the master's holy Confucianism, and worship the officials.

Five days later, there was a change in Xixi in the Wei Kingdom.

General Huo sent Hu Guang, the right lieutenant, to lead his troops to investigate, and Xidi's army was drawn out, nomadic south, and crossed the border of the two sides for five miles.

Hu Guang sent a messenger to deliver the news. The soldiers were indignant and shouted to kill him.

As soon as Chu Liusu's injuries had just healed, General Huo ordered him to continue to recuperate, and there was no need for General Zhenxi to personally lead the army into battle, so as not to be laughed at by thieves.

General Huo handed over the Tiger Fu to send troops, let Zheng Shen lead Xue Ling to battle, and drove the Di people back to Xidi.

When Chu Rong'er heard that the Di people had crossed the Wei Boundary, the anger instantly came up.

I used to envy my brother for going into battle to kill the enemy, but today I hit the opportunity and got lucky.

went to the military tent of Captain Zuo to report to his brother that he was scolded viciously by his brother.

"Defending the family and the country is our man's business, what are you making a fuss about. The girl's family, stay in the army steadily, and go back to Sumu Town tomorrow. ”

Chu Rong'er pouted and threw her sleeves out, and sat on the wooden frame outside the tent angrily. Thinking in her heart, what's wrong with girls, girls can also fight the enemy in armor, she touched the Chengshuang sword, pulled out an inch and put the sword back into the sheath.

Passing through the large tent of the barracks, two soldiers who had changed their posts were napping.

Chu Rong'er flashed with a flash, knocked twice on her back, and the two sentinels leaned under the Xuan Gate. She dragged a similarly sized soldier to a nearby no-man's land.

He closed his eyes and said softly: "Brother, I'm sorry, I borrow the armor." ”

She didn't hesitate, she tore open her chest with one hand, took off her armor, put on her body to tidy up, and put on her helmet, which was quite handsome.

Chu Rong'er looked down and saw that there was no flaw.

It will not be long before she leads Xue Ling to send troops, and with her speed, it won't take long for her to keep up with the team.

She grabbed a handful of sand and wiped it on her face, turning it into a dirt loach, after all, the girl's face was delicate, so that she would not be too conspicuous in the team. Besides, going into battle to kill the enemy is all a desperate job, which one cares if there is something wrong with you.

The north wind blew the sand, the gerbils fled, the horses chirped and the hooves were sick, and the army carried the flags and marched away.

He Fang Valley, the people of Ogi surrounded the tent and set up soldiers.

In the distance, on the grassy beach, the shepherds shouted and cheered.

In the tent of the Ogi people, a golden-haired prince was holding a beard knife, scraping off a leg of milk lamb, putting it in a pottery plate and serving it on the table, and a group of fluffy hairy Ogi people gathered around him to congratulate: "King Ute, this time to the south, we have another piece of fat pasture in Xidi, report to the Khan, and we will be rewarded heavily." ”

King Ute grabbed a handful of pigtails, laughed, and flew spittle, "Our soldiers in the west are strong and strong, and we are bound to win in the south, so what is the fear of the weak emperor in the south? ”

The tufts of people grabbed the lamb chops in their hands, and said with a smile: "King Ute is wise, worthy of being a disciple of the Xiangshi, who has insight into the current situation and hits the nail on the head." ”

"Report!" a soldier armed with a scimitar reported, his face shocked.

"Panic!"

King Ute got up and kicked the soldier down.

"Say, What's the matter?"

"The Wei soldiers came and killed the valley. ”

King Ute glared, grinned and scolded: "Just those soft eggs in Weiguo, they dare to come to die, take a knife, get on the horse, and cut off the head of their grandson." ”

As soon as he took a step, he turned around and shouted, "Don't put out the charcoal fire, come back and continue to roast the suckling sheep to eat!"

"No, King Ute!" said the servant in the tent continued to put charcoal under the iron frame.

was leading Xue Ling, and Hu Guangle, the right lieutenant, stood in front of the army, and the dust gradually fell behind him.

King Ute carried his sword on his shoulder and held the reins of his horse with one hand.

"Grandchildren on the other side, quickly dismount and kowtow, so that you don't die, and enjoy the work of picking wool. ”

The people laughed.

Xue Ling pulled out his long sword and glanced at him obliquely, "Diren Xiao'er, those who invade my territory will die!"

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill!"

All the soldiers were angry with the enemy, and their anger went up.

Xue Ling flew out with a sword, and a swift wind swept wildly, pulling a deep mark on the ground. The armor in the back followed, rushing forward and one after another, the scene opened, and the swords connected.

"Boom ......"

......

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the chopping Ogi knocked down the fire frame next to it, and the charcoal pot rolled down, and the smoke and fire spread out on the spot.

Hu Guang drew his knife and stared at a leader of the people, swept a knife, and a blood stain sprinkled in the dusk, splashing on the corner of his eye, hot and hot.

Desolation screamed one after another.

Most of the Di people died, and the Wei soldiers were also broken by thirty percent.

Chu Rong'er's battle armor had been stained with blood, and her arms were covered with blood.

King Ute shouted, "Warriors of Xidi, for the sake of our pastures, kill all the enemies. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

......

Another wave of offensive attacks of the Ogi people struck, and King Ute was thick and burly, slashing at Xue Ling's sword with a knife, shaking his hands, and then taking another knife and retreating.

King Ute lifted his body and pinched the knife, stored a sword qi, and slashed horizontally, Xue Ling collected the sword, and with force under his feet, he flashed three feet. The knife slashed the ground, cutting a deep mark of the pancake.

The knife came horizontally, as if it was a windmill, and Xue Ling bowed his waist to avoid the blade of the stabbing chest.

Seeing that the knife did not hurt Xue Ling, King Ute took advantage of his unpreparedness, and fiercely stored his knife qi and slashed at him.

Ogito is so tough!

Xue Ling had no choice but to gather all the sword qi and touch this sword qi.

"Hoo ......"

The surrounding sand was pervasive, and the two groups of gangqi collided, exploding the surrounding people, and Xue Ling was leading Xue Ling to support his knees with a sword, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he was injured internally.

King Ute flew to slash Xue Ling, and just in time, Chu Rong'er flew out of Chengshuang and stopped him with a sword.

Xue Ling immediately rolled back and withdrew from the battlefield.

The smoke cleared and the fire burned.

Chu Rong'er took a step and landed in front of the people.

"Dare to enter Weitu an inch, and teach you to bleed three feet!"