(It's been two shifts, isn't it full of discipline?)

In the midst of wild laughter intertwined with pain and pleasure, the red-haired Lu E opened his blood-covered arms and clenched his palms into fists.

Countless screams suddenly rang out from all over the battlefield, and many people tried in vain to cover their wounds, but they could not stop the blood gushing out wildly.

The Di people on the rope ladder fell like raindrops, some lost a lot of blood and strength in an instant, and some were hit by their comrades or jumped down because of fear, and the chaos was extremely chaotic for a while.

Everywhere, the seriously wounded, who were still wailing, fell silent, their faces gradually turned pale, and they lost the luster of life.

On the battlefield, whether it is alive or dead, if there is a wound on the body, the blood is as if it is alive, scrambling to drill out of the wound, or fly or flow, and converge towards the landing doom.

The downward flow of blood smeared the walls, and the bright red of the bottom of the mound spread in vain towards the top of the mound, tumbling down after a few inches, and then climbing upwards again.

The entire battlefield immediately turned into a bloody hell of fear and despair!

Everyone gave up the fight, the rain of arrows stopped, and the sky was clear and blue again.

Lao Dongran's roar broke the seeping silence, and the last sword qi that was already at the end of the crossbow collapsed.

He let go of his hand suddenly, and slammed his fist into the hilt of the knife, and the long knife that shone with infinite brilliance all over his body flew towards Lu E's chest.

Lu Er laughed, raised his arms and pushed forward, and a shield made of the blood of the warriors in the field stopped in mid-air, colliding with the tip of the attacking knife.

There was no landslide and earth cracking that everyone expected in the audience, the blood shield silently shattered into several pieces, and the scattered blood turned from red to black, losing its luster and smelling fishy.

The brilliant sword qi condensed on the long knife also shattered, and the tip of the long knife itself also shattered, and the remaining irregular broken blades continued to rush forward with the sword light, persevering towards the demon clothed in blood.

A small pool of blood had formed under Lu E's feet, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, another blood shield gathered and formed.

There was another ferocious but silent collision, and shattered black blood and long knife fragments flew all over the sky.

The two fought dozens of times in more than a dozen breaths, Lao Dongran's flying knife finally completely collapsed, the largest fragment finally broke through the blood shield, and successfully cut off one of Lu E's arms, but they never succeeded in killing the opponent.

He only felt extremely aggrieved, the Zhou people in front of him, who barely stepped one foot into the threshold of inspiration, had a geographical advantage, and there was a lot of blood available, no matter how he killed, he couldn't kill him.

If you don't react and keep beating hard, not letting the other party have a chance to go down to the pile of dead bodies at the bottom of the mound, I'm afraid you will be consumed alive by this demon.

And the heterogeneous aura mixed with blood used by the other party is even more troublesome, revealing an evil smell, which causes Lao Dongran's qi and blood to boil inexplicably, and two or three percent of the aura is used to suppress the blood in the body.

When the blood puddle under his feet and a strange blood robe were finally exhausted, Lu Er once again revealed his true face in front of the soldiers of the two armies.

Shaped like a tree, old and decayed, the hair is sparse, broken and falling out most of it, it is a lifeless gray color, and the originally smooth face is also covered with deep furrows, as if he is about to lie in a coffin if he can't breathe, which is clearly a sign of running out of oil and withering the lamp.

His voice also grew old, revealing infinite sorrow and joy.

"It turns out that this is the wonderful land of inspiration, they all say that it is okay to die at night, but I am dying at the end of the day, and I don't know if I am willing or unwilling......"

Although Lu E's voice was soft, the thousands of people in the audience could hear it clearly, and an inexplicable sadness surged in their hearts.

Lu Bingchen, who carried his comrades back to the wall, woke up slowly, and among the injured people present, only his blood was not taken away by the red-haired blood demon.

He struggled to sit up, looked under the wall, and said in a trembling voice, "Sixth Grandpa, why are you doing this?"

Lu E, who was stained with blood, raised his head and smiled, kind and kind, like an old farmer in the countryside who enjoyed the joy of family, looking at his most pampered and naughty little grandson.

"Your sixth grandfather should have died in Jianzhou thirty years ago, and he has survived enough to this day. The Lu family died a half-step grandmaster for the Son of Heaven, Chang Zhaoqing is a face-saving person, it is impossible to pretend not to see it, and accept it calmly if you give you any benefits. ”

He thought for a while and said with a smile: "The kid who abandoned the disease is extremely talented, you can't teach it, let him follow Liu Tugou." You have good intelligence, but unfortunately your cultivation qualifications are not high, and you are a concubine, so your future achievements are limited. If you can pull down your face, you can follow him, this is as you like, the sixth grandfather does not force it. ”

Lu Bingchen nodded with a wry smile, not noticing Li Songqi's gloomy face behind him.

Lu E noticed it, but he didn't care, he looked back at Lao Dongran and said, "Thank you General for giving me time to explain the future." ”

Lao Dongran's face was solemn: "I respect the warriors the most, and besides, I need time to recover my strength, so I can't thank you." You are a strong man who cultivates to be strong and regards death as home, but you are not even a thousand-commander, and you are pressed on your head by a boy who has not grown any hair, and Da Zhou Tianzi is really blind. ”

Rong Di's upper-level magnates are all familiar with the Zhou language, and Lao Dongran still speaks pure official language, which can be understood by all black crows.

Captain Sheng Di Wan lost his saber, but he didn't expect to be a powerful character when he started talking, and it was clear that he wanted to break the morale of the army who went to the village first.

Lu E, a medical officer, has always been detached in the first village, and he can't talk about being suppressed by his boss at all, although everyone knows the inside story and knows that the other party is provoking, a strange emotion still rises in their hearts, which quietly spreads among each other.

Li Songqi's face became more and more ugly, the Captain Di Wan in front of him was really a difficult character, and he already felt that the somewhat strange eyes of his soldiers were betting on him.

Lu Er smiled, people who are about to die, the mundane things in the world are meaningless.

"Okay, then ask the general to die with the old man!"

Lu E's old rickety body suddenly burst out with an astonishing speed, and rushed towards Lao Dongran with a fierce momentum that was not commensurate with his appearance.

Rao is life Di Wanfu had been prepared for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little caught off guard at this time.

He retreated violently, and retreated to the top of the drawbridge in a few steps, instantly widening the distance between the two.

As long as he jumped down and retreated into the array of the army, dodging the fierce counterattack of the opponent's return to the light, this Zhou warrior who had used the forbidden method to force his inspiration would immediately die of exhaustion.

Lu E didn't have the luxury of hoping to catch up with the other party, after all, this Captain Di Wan just consumed too much sword qi and didn't hurt him at all.

He jumped into the air, and finally took a look at the heaven and earth, with the vast green sky on the top, the vast green field below, and the towering Yin Mountain in the middle, with infinite aura galloping and circulating, with a magnificent and magnificent beauty that ordinary people could not see.

The ghost doctor and blood demon smiled with relief, and his entire body exploded, and it was actually shattered!

When Liu Tugou first saw him that day, he smiled and asked the ghost doctor if he was afraid of being blown to death by the resentment of the dead ghost in the blood.

Lao Dongran, who had just jumped up from the top of the suspension bridge, screamed miserably, covered in blood, and fell straight like a kite with a broken string.

The drawbridge and the walled gate were also affected by the pond fish, and were hit by powerful pieces of flesh and blood, and the sound of shattering was endless.

The chain-tethered bridge plate cracked into several pieces and smashed into the bottom of the mound with a roar, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust.

In front of thousands of Di Qi, the originally unattainable Xiandengzhai is like a naked beauty, and it is no longer easy to resist the covetous~ravaged~ravaged~ravages of the thugs.