The night was getting colder and colder, and Shen Xiuming of Daliang was still shivering when he sat near the bonfire, feeling that his cultivation in the past few years seemed to be disappearing, not only was he intolerant of cold, but he was even a little reluctant to hold a gun, and his hands were now more accustomed to using small flower hoes.

The swaying firelight and the abundance of people in the barracks added a little warmth and added to the tension in my heart.

"It's finally going to start tomorrow. Shen Xiuming deliberately imitated those veterans who had been through a hundred battles, raised his voice and spoke in a mocking tone, "Kill a few more demon soldiers and use their corpses to raise fire!"

"I heard that there are more demon soldiers than expected. Mu Feihuang's voice was empty, and he couldn't even pretend to be brave.

The dozens of people around the bonfire were all disciples of the Pang Shan Zhiyong Institute, wearing heavy armor, hanging knives from their waists, and spears leaning on their shoulders.

"There are more than 2,000 demon soldiers, almost four times as many as us. "Zhao Dayi, a young man from Yelin Town, is a burly figure and is Mu Feihuang's best friend, and the two have long wanted to join the Xuanfu Army, but they have realized their wish at the worst time.

"Not so much, only 12,300 demon soldiers. Shen Xiuming corrected, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and all they saw was panic, they had fought with a few scattered demon soldiers on the way to escape, at that time, there were many people, and they easily won the victory, tomorrow's battle will be the first time they face the real demon army.

Another young man from Yelin Town, Shen Tongyou, hugged his legs and didn't squeak, he never thought that he would also participate in the war, and it was his greatest wish to be sent to be a low-level deacon of Pangshan.

"We all volunteered. Shen Xiuming felt that he had an obligation to cheer everyone on, "We are all disciples of Pang Mountain, where can we run if we run again?"

"I want to go home. A disciple on the other side of the campfire whispered that he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he hadn't been away from the Cultivation God Peak for a long time.

"The country is ruined, how can I still come home?" said a cold voice, it was Zhang Lingsheng, he was the oldest. There was also a baby with him, so he didn't have to take the risk, but he volunteered to participate in the war, or he volunteered to die, "We will all die, we should die when the demon soldiers attack the Old Ancestor Peak, and we only live until now because of luck and coincidence." Tomorrow, it's all over as soon as it happens. 130,000 years, it is also the turn of the demon race to rise, we don't have to live in a time when demons are everywhere and enslave all beings. It's also a reward. ”

The disciple of the Zhiyong Institute, who was already nervous, turned even paler.

Shen Xiuming said angrily: "Zhang Lingsheng, you can't say something else? Who said that we will definitely die tomorrow, I still want to make meritorious contributions." The number of demon soldiers is a little more, but there are a lot of them here, as well as Daoist Pangshan, and Brother Xiaoqiu. A strong confidence suddenly rose in his heart, "Let me tell you, Mu Xingqiu of Yelin Town has never lost a fight as long as he fights, didn't he fight a battle with the demon soldiers a few days ago and won a big victory?"

Mu Xingqiu's name seems to be a bold spirit. Many of the dejected disciples raised their heads at this time.

"That's right, Mu Xingqiu won a demon soldier. ”

"He also has Kirin. ”

"He used to be a disciple of the Zhiyongsu. ”

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Faith is like a flame that rises, and it is still very weak, and it is in danger of being blown out by the cold wind at any time. But after all, it burned. Only Zhang Lingsheng was indifferent, staring at the bonfire blankly, and did not say anything about death, but he also did not show his fighting spirit.

Pan Jufu came over with a few guards. He was making rounds around the barracks, making final arrangements for tomorrow's battle, "Why haven't you slept yet?" The earlier you go to bed, the better your chances of winning. ”

The disciples of the Zhiyong Institute fled with him, and they were more familiar with each other, Mu Feihuang stood up: "We are not sleepy. Old General, can we really win tomorrow?"

"Don't call me an old general, as if I don't have long to live. Let me tell you, I finally became a general, and all I think about is glory and wealth, my name is very rich, and I have never enjoyed the life of a really rich man, so I am waiting for this great achievement, let the prince reward me with 1.8 million taels of gold and silver, build a big house, buy a few mothers-in-law, and maybe have time to get a few children. ”

The disciples laughed, and the guards who followed the general couldn't help laughing, although they had not been together for long, they had already liked the vulgar but gracious veteran.

"So you say that tomorrow will you win? I am prepared for a big victory, and if you boys show cowardice tomorrow and delay Lao Pan's future, see if I don't beat your ass with a big stick." ”

The louder the laughter, the more the flame of faith burns.

"The demon soldiers are like that, they are nothing more than scary, and some demon soldiers are bigger, even if they don't use talismans and guns, they can still stab blood. Pan Jufu struck while the iron was hot to boost everyone's fighting spirit, "The most difficult thing to deal with is the demon master, but don't worry, we have a talisman master and a Taoist priest here, let them do the most dangerous task." If we can't fly to the sky, then don't worry about the things in the sky, keep your feet down-to-earth, look ahead, walk forward, and see those guys who are ugly and have teeth and claws, so go up and stab him, and then slash him. I can count on you boys to fight ten. ”

"One against ten!" the disciples all stood up, raised their spears and shouted, even Zhang Lingsheng was no exception.

When the shouting stopped, Pan Jufu said: "Tomorrow you will be General Mu's personal soldiers, do you know what the personal soldiers do?"

The disciples shook their heads, and Shen Xiuming said: "It is the closest confidant soldier, we are all Mu Xingqiu...... General Mu's closest person. ”

Pan Jufu laughed a few times, "It's okay to step aside, but the task of the pro-soldier is not to please the general, but to protect his safety." Ten steps ahead, there is a wounded demon soldier lying dying, what do you do?"

"Go up and make up for it. Shen Xiuming replied immediately.

"That's what an ordinary soldier should do, you are a personal soldier, don't even look at the wounded enemy, just keep your eyes on General Mu, protect his safety, so that he can fight with the opponent without any scruples. When a battle is over, and he is alive and unwounded, you have done a great job, and if he dies or is seriously wounded, you are not worthy to be a soldier, or even to live. ”

These words were said quite strictly, and no one dared to speak to the disciples of the Zhiyong Institute, Pan Jufu's gaze swept over everyone, "Rest early." ”

The barracks gradually fell silent, only the light of the fire still flickered, and the first frost of late autumn finally waited for the dead of night to quietly spread on the ground, climb the treetops and the rooftops.

Mu Xingqiu didn't sleep, and the Taoist priests in the barracks didn't sleep. is still discussing tomorrow's tactics over and over again in the main hall, and this is also the last place Pan Jufu inspected.

"We still have too few troops. As soon as Yang Qingyin saw the old general, he said, "There are so many refugees in the city, can't you recruit more soldiers?"

Pan Jufu shook his head, "They are all ordinary people, they are not used to holding swords and guns, forcing them to go to the battlefield will only delay things, and there are not enough soldiers and armor in Broken Flow City, more than six hundred and fifty people, which is already the limit." The hope of victory lies in you people. ”

Eleven Taoist priests were silent. Mu Xingqiu asked, "Can killing the leader make the demon army disperse?"

"According to my experience, this must be the case, not only the demon army, but also the Xuanfu army, the dragons have no natural collapse, this is a battlefield truth that has not been wrong for tens of thousands of years. So-" Pan Jufu's expression became even more stern, "If I die, His Royal Highness the Prince will have to take over the banner immediately, and His Royal Highness will unfortunately be killed, and Mu Xingqiu will have to take it." The three of us are dead, you must retreat immediately, run as far as you can, and leave the Xuanfu army alone. Don't care about any high-level Taoist priests, let him figure out how to go by himself. ”

"We're not going to run away. Yang Qingyin clenched his fists and said.

"Then you will be able to see with your own eyes that the Pangshan Dao System has completely disappeared. Pan Jufu was ruthless, "You are all Taoist priests, and your vision is farther than mine." Therefore I will not come with you. Tomorrow's battle has only half a chance of winning, and I don't have a good plan, so I can only try my best to make these more than 600 people wield their due strength. The same goes for you. I tried my best to kill the leader of the demon army, and if I did it, the odds of victory increased greatly, and if I couldn't do it, I would be sent to death in vain. ”

The old general turned and walked away, not asking the tactics of the Taoists.

"We can only win tomorrow, not lose, don't let an old guy who doesn't even have a Daogen look down on us. Yang Qingyin said, not noticing that his fighting spirit had been more aroused.

"The demon army has two big leaders, one in the sky and one on the ground. Shen Hao used the teacup as a prop, one on the table and the other in his hand, "The number of flying demons is small, and they are all stupid, there should be no replacement after the leader is killed." Not so on the ground, where the big boss is dead, and there may be other small bosses to take over. Therefore, the people in heaven want to fight and return to the ground to help Mu Xingqiu. ”

Eleven Taoist priests, Xin Youtao was in battle as a prince, nine people were responsible for killing demons in the air, and the task of killing the ground leader fell on Mu Xingqiu alone.

"I'll kill the big boss before you get down to the ground. Mu Xingqiu said with certainty, "I have thirty-six disciples of the Zhiyong Institute, as well as three unicorns, maybe in the end I will go to heaven to help you." ”

Everyone laughed, even Taoist priests sometimes need some big words to boost their faith.

"Do you think that Zuo Liuying has already repaired the Patriarch Tower, but he doesn't tell everyone, just waiting for the most dangerous time to make a sudden move?" Xin Youtao was full of expectations, although he didn't have to rush to the front in tomorrow's battle, but once defeated, Yang Qingyin and the others could escape, but he had to stay.

"Even if he repairs the Patriarch Tower, it won't be used tomorrow. Mu Xingqiu extinguished the prince's hopes, "The most dangerous opponent in Zuo Liuying's mind will never be more than a thousand demon soldiers. It's all up to us, we don't have to hide our strength, and we can't make a little mistake, this is a battle that really belongs to Pang Shan's breathing Taoist. ”

"The fire is not extinguished. Yang Qingyin reached out and slapped it on the table.

"The fire is not extinguished. The other Taoist priests slapped on the table at the same time.

The frost struck, and in the early hours of the morning, when the main force of the Xuanfu army left the city, the land was vast, and the road was hard and slippery, waiting for the horses to drive by, leaving a muddy place.

The Xuanfu army dismounted and lined up fifty miles west of the city, and thirty miles to the west, twice as many demon troops were ready.

The sky was faintly bright, and it was when the air was at its coldest that a low horn sound came from the direction of the demon army, like the roar of a hungry beast.

The chariot in which the prince of Seisuke, Xin Youtao, was parked at the back of the array, holding a mallet in his hand, and receiving the flag in front of him, he began to beat the talisman leather drum in front of him, and his voice was loud and calm, responding to the challenge from the other side.

Nine Taoist priests rose up and flew towards the enemy army on foot, about three miles apart, Mu Xingqiu rode a small unicorn, advancing at the same slow degree, on both sides were unridden adult qilins, and behind them were thirty-six disciples of the Zhiyong Institute on foot, and when they walked out of a mile, the main force of the Xuanfu army was pulled, except for Pan Jufu riding a Mao Qilin, all the soldiers were on foot.

There was no ostentation, no threat, no persuasion, not even a rhetoric, and the two armies slowly approached, both wanting to end the battle by noon.

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