"The whole army listened to the order, the troops were divided into three routes, Tiance abandoned the horse and turned the iron prison to open the way, and the Cangyun Qingdun surrounded the barrier, and retreated and evacuated!"

"Yes!"

"Da Da Da..."

As soon as the order was drunk, the three thousand soldiers did not hesitate, and hundreds of guns ordered them to turn over and dismount their horses and stride out, and hundreds of shields and armor stood up to the steel shield to guard the back road, and quickly approached the east and west mountains and the trail respectively.

Fang Qingqiu, who was standing on the edge of the Beijiang River, was not embarrassed, but slowly sneered meaningfully: "I said you can't go, why don't you believe it?"

Upheaval, change and change...

At the moment when Fang Qingqiu finished speaking.

"Sha..."

On the way of the retreat of the royal army, before the exit of the trail.

In an inconspicuous shadow, a faint black light suddenly rose. The black rays were like smoke and fire, intertwining with each other, silently, and gradually converging into a slender humanoid black shadow. The Black Shadow held a pitch-black scythe in his hand, the blade of which reflected the moonlight as if it had been trimmed with silver.

"It's not going to work. ”

--Traceless.

"Wow..."

At the same time, behind the rocks of the Dongshan Mountain Road, an indifferent black shadow also came out.

The three-foot embroidered sword rose to the three-foot thunder and lightning silver rays, just like a silver dragon hidden in the darkness, and the sword pointed at thousands of people.

"The aisleist is dead. ”

--Mo Xian.

"Boom!"

At the same time, behind the straw pile on the Xishan Mountain Road, a scarlet blood suit walked out with an eight-foot blood coffin on his back. He smiled like a giant brick across the mountain path. Then with his right hand, he pulled the iron rope violently, and took the blood coffin and smashed it heavily in front of him.

"The gates of hell have been opened for you. ”

--Ancient Fan.

If that doesn’t beat all.

There is no real enemy in the world.

Profit dictates, and in the blink of an eye, enemies can be turned into teammates.

used to fight for life and death, but now they are the same enemy. Mo Xian, Gu Fan, and No Trace, three unexpected names, united into three mountains tonight, and at the most critical time, they were blocked in front of the retreat of the royal army. And what is even more desperate is that after they showed up and drank a word, they took out a fire fold from their arms at the same time...

Dazzling firelight, like a dying god.

The three strong men of the Tiangang list blocked the three roads. Three points of fire, dazzling. In addition, the pungent smell of fire oil that filled every inch of the air in Yumu Village. In an instant, the situation of the three thousand royal soldiers was forced from a desperate situation to a dead situation. It's like 3,000 ants falling into a pot of oil and becoming fish that others can slaughter at will. As long as the fire falls to the ground, the mountain is on fire, and there is no way to retreat, it is death.

"Da Da Da..."

Death is at hand, and if you go any further, you will die.

The 3,000 royal soldiers who were besieged in the inner belly of Yumu Village were forced to stop retreating one after another. Extreme horror and desperate madness were constantly entangled in their minds. Although they wanted to break through desperately in their hearts, they could not raise the slightest desperate battle intent when they looked at the three-point fire and figure at the distant crossing. Because, no one is stupid. They all knew very well that they were covered with fire oil all over their bodies, plus the straw men scattered all over the mountains, and the way out of Yumu Village was as small as intestines, and it was impossible to allow people to withdraw in a short time, and the early retreat was the best example. As long as the fire fold in the hands of the three people is slightly stained with fire oil, it is completely enough to turn the Yumu Village into an endless sea of fire in an instant, and turn the people in the Yumu Village into barbecue meat in the sea of fire. What's more, the three people blocking the road are all at the peak of this national examination? As long as they are there, even if they are well-guarded, they will not be able to escape the fate of death...

There is no thought in the realm of death.

It is also difficult to determine who will be the general.

"What the hell is going on inside!"

"Why don't they break through!"

More than ten miles away, a rage suddenly flared...

The shocking changes in the fish and wood village are just like thunder and lightning piercing the sky.

Dozens of breaths ago, looking at the Yumu Village from afar through the path, three thousand soldiers broke into the camp tent and raised the butcher's knife, and Long Gongzi's worries finally relaxed for a moment. More than "haha" laughed a few times, but before he could laugh to the fullest, there was a sudden shocking change in the Yumu Village, and the three thousand soldiers stopped moving, and the laughter stopped abruptly. Because of the distance of more than ten miles, even though Long Gongzi could vaguely see the situation in the Yumu Village with his cultivation, he couldn't hear the sound, so he had to hang his heart in the air. But the good times didn't last long, and when the three thousand soldiers in the village turned around and evacuated, his hanging heart was instantly covered with a layer of cold frost. In the dark, he already felt that something was wrong. But fate didn't give him time to breathe at all. Immediately afterwards, the traceless portable black mangs appeared on the path, and took out the fire fold to force the army to stop. At this time, Long Gongzi's face turned pale in an instant!

There is an ambush in Yumu Village...

This was his most primitive thought.

"Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on!"

"Da Da Da..."

The crisis manifests in the heart, knowing the fear without noticing the source.

No amount of reason can explain the scene of Yumu Village at this time, and Long Gongzi hurriedly roared to the nearby soldiers.

And it didn't take long for a fast horse to gallop from the foot of Yumuzhai Mountain...

Immediately, the sergeant dismounted in embarrassment, and hurriedly reported: "Son, something is wrong! Our army was ambushed, and the three thousand soldiers were all splashed with fire oil and wet their battle armor. Moxian, Gufan, and Wuxian respectively held the fire to block the east and west mountains and the exit of the trail. The lives of the soldiers in the village are in jeopardy, please make a quick decision on the son!"

"Smack!"

"How could you be ambushed!"

Long Gongzi was furious, and slapped the desk vigorously, completely unable to believe the truth in the Yumu Village at this time.

He asked angrily: "Our army is already victorious, how can it be ambushed? Aren't Jia Haoren and Fang Qingqiu in Yumu Village responding? Half an hour ago, they sent me a letter and report! Didn't Meng Guang already check the inside story! How could he still be ambushed!?"

Angered, a series of questions thundered.

It was reported that the sergeant was trembling with fright, but he didn't dare to delay, so he had to say truthfully: "Young man, Jia Haoren has rebelled, and Fang Qingqiu is using it to pretend to surrender." General Meng was controlled by the Dongzhou Wu brothers and sisters with a mystery..."

"Bastard!"

"Smack!"

Before the sergeant finished speaking, Long Gongzi was completely furious when he heard this.

slapped the table with one palm, and sturdily shot a luxurious peach into two sections.

Although the second son of Long on the side was also shocked when he heard it, he was outside the bureau, and at this juncture, his reason was much better than that of Long Gongzi. Seeing that his brother's anger was unstoppable and he had lost his consciousness faintly, Long Er Gongzi hurriedly put one hand on Long Gongzi's shoulder and reminded: "Brother Huang, now is not the time to be angry. Three thousand soldiers were ambushed and in danger, and it was useless to ask more. Let's hurry up and see if there's a chance to save the situation, right?"

“......”

After such a reminder, Long Gongzi calmed down.

The second son of Long is right, no matter how angry he is now, it will not help, and it will even cause the opportunity to be lost.

Without much thought, Long Gongzi gritted his silver teeth, stared at Yumu Village with his eyes, and said a word fiercely.

"Let's go!"

“......”