Before dawn, it was dark.

In front of Li Yuan's camp, there were already mountains of corpses.

It rained all night, and Mo Xiaolou also killed all night, and his hands were a little sore.

Five hundred and sixty-four people, not enough, far from enough!

Kill them one by one, it's still too slow!

I don't know how Mingyue is deployed?

Looking at the bonfire gradually rising in Li Yuan's camp, Mo Xiaolou snorted coldly, put the dream cutting knife into the scabbard, and ran quickly towards the mountain.

"Mingyue, how are you preparing. ”

"As you say, at the confluence of the mountain streams, a few depressions were dug into a lake, and the outlet of the stream was blocked, and now the stream is almost overflowing over the earthen barriers. ”

"Okay, when we have crossed the earthen ramparts, we will dig up the south side. ”

......

In the military tent.

"My lord, let's leave. In such an environment, it is simply impossible to give full play to the advantages of our army...... We...... We've lost hundreds of brothers!"

Li Yuan's hair was all open, and he scolded angrily: "Bastard! Withdraw the army at this time, won't you give up all your efforts! Retreat from the battle, do you still want to be a lieutenant?"

The ironclad lieutenant hurriedly bowed his hand, and said helplessly in his eyes: "Yes, my lordship•••••• then what will happen next?"

Li Yuan looked up at the sky, stroked his non-existent beard, and snorted coldly: "There is only about half an hour left until dawn, as long as the sky is bright, Mo Xiaolou will have nothing to hide." ”

He patted the ironclad lieutenant on the shoulder again, and said with confidence: "Order down, all departments withdraw to the camp tents, hold their positions to the death, and no longer pursue Mo Xiaolou before dawn." ”

"Yes..."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang between heaven and earth, and then, a torrent of steel poured down from the top of Mengshan Mountain.

"What's going on?"

A small general outside the tent climbed into the tent with a rolling belt, and reported back with a muddy face: "Big ...... My lord...... Be...... It's a flash flood!"

"What?!Retreat, retreat!"

The torrent roared, surging wildly with hideous faces, unstoppable.

There was no need for Li Yuan's order at all, the sergeants had already turned around and galloped like frightened wild horses. I can't wait for my father and mother to give them two more legs!

It's too slow to kill one by one, so what about using the power of nature?

The clouds were thick, the lightning was thundering, and Li Yuanjun was in a panic.

In the violent tremors, the mountain torrent continued to churn like a boil, and even Mengshan itself seemed to be shrouded in indescribable panic by the sudden power of heaven and earth.

"Run, run!" panic and screams mingled, some fell, others ran wildly, and collided with others.

In this moment, the so-called well-trained army collapsed.

This army would have only been able to kill civilians in its own nest, and it was extremely proficient in killing civilians, but it had achieved nothing in killing foreign races. At this time, when he encountered adversity, he was instantly beaten back to his original form.

The rabble!

In their hearts, there was only panic at a loss.

Then, there was another booming sound, and it turned out to be a continuous flash flood!

They were already frightened, and this second loud bang was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Screams, panic, and shouts mingled with a loud boom.

Some of the unlucky soldiers stepped on the low-lying puddles of water as they fled, and despite their desperate struggles, how could there be a flash flood at such a fast speed? These people were buried alive before they could even scream.

Some sergeants even panicked and fell into the trap with the tip of the knife dug by their own people, first pierced by the blade, and then buried alive in muddy water, which was unspeakably miserable.

Shakes, collisions, loud noises, shaky visions, miserable screams, buried people, and with the shaking of the torrent, some unstable hills, all collapsed with them.

In the chaos, even Li Yuan, who was the most closely protected, also leaked blood from his forehead with an unintentional bump.

Rainy night, a frantic symphony, playing the climax......

I don't know how long it took, the heavens and the earth finally stopped shaking, and the morning light loomed in the east.

In the darkness, the troops brought by Li Yuan were either dead or scattered, and there was not a single one left, showing the appearance of embarrassment.

Dawn was approaching, but the light seemed much dimmer than usual, and under the mountains, the ground was full of sorrow and chaos.

Five thousand elites went out to quell the chaos,

Issei died at the hands of one man,

Ninety percent died in flash floods,

Such a fiasco, no one will believe it.

Li Yuan sat on the ground, his hair was scattered, his face was full of decadence, and his tone was a little crazy:

"Why, why did the flash flood break out at this time......

As far as the eye could see, it was an astonishing desolate scene, and the corpses and blood that could be seen everywhere made Li Yuan almost vomit out.

"Who?!"

Suddenly, Li Yuan suddenly felt a faint aura appear behind him, and for a moment, his nerves tensed.

With a cold shout, he suddenly turned around at the same time.

"The night rain is cold, send the torrent as a gift, and hope that Lord Li will accept it with a smile. ”

Mo Xiaolou, who was dressed in black, stood there so quietly, his words were unusually calm, not like an enemy meeting at all.

"What!"

The few remaining sergeants were full of disbelief, the torrent was actually caused by Mo Xiaolou!

"Your Excellency, you go first, I'll wait until we stop. ”

Several dead soldiers reacted and protected Li Yuan behind him with big knives:

Looking at Li Yuan lightly, Mo Xiaolou said expressionlessly:

"Although you are dead and cannot be redeemed, your subordinates are quite loyal. ”

Speaking of this, there was a slight pause, and his tone changed:

"It's a pity that all of you ......"

Mo Xiaolou's gaze swept over everyone, and he suddenly smiled in a low voice, and said quietly:

"They all have to die. ”

Li Yuan's face twitched, and he was about to say something.

I saw Mo Xiaolou's figure fluttering, like a ghost, and he was already in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

With a wave of his hand, he slashed several dead soldiers into two pieces with the broadsword in his hand.

The figure turned again, and with a backhand knife, the dream cutter knife was inserted straight into Li Yuan's waist.

"Ah!!h

Li Yuan let out a heart-rending cry of pain.

"Does it hurt?"

Mo Xiaolou sneered and slowly turned the blade of the knife.

"Ah!! bastard! I want you to die!!"

Li Yuan fell to his knees in pain, his face as miserable as ashes.

Seeing this, the ironclad captain on the side flew forward and slashed at Mo Xiaolou's knife-holding right hand.

Mo Xiaolou deftly pulled out the dream cutter, jumped back, and retreated to the same place.

"I'd love to torture you a little longer, though. Mo Xiaolou smiled strangely and looked at the morning light rising in the east. whispered to the dense forest behind him:

"Mingyue, I'll leave it to you. ”

As soon as the words fell, Mingyue's figure quietly appeared, and after a few ups and downs, she arrived beside Mo Xiaolou, staring at Li Yuan coldly, without the slightest emotion in her eyes.

"Li Yuan, I heard that you are going to use me as a forbidden body, and now I am here, you come!" Mingyue smiled evilly and made a provocative gesture.

Li Yuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse: "It's none of my business, Lao Tzu didn't order Xiao Tao to be killed, it's them, it's all their own opinion!"

Mingyue's eyes narrowed, and she said word by word: "I want to kill you, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Just listening to the buzzing sound, the water droplets in Mingyue's palm quickly condensed into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From the fingertips, an ice pick more than half a foot long appeared.

On tiptoe, it turned into a white shadow, and in the morning light, he came to Li Yuan's body in an instant, and the ice pick in his hand flashed cold, stabbing Li Yuan's chest.

"The hour has come, Li Yuan. ”