Chapter 32: The Death of the Oil
Before the impressive gray spirit bird could get close to the oil field, it was hit in a short period of time, and it glided straight down the oil drum stack.
The turning point happened so quickly that the vast majority of people on both sides of the battlefield did not react.
This high-level spirit beast was shot by his own people?
The first to react was the Fangyi people who pointed to the direction of the big bird's fall.
Several veterans were suddenly horrified to find that a few wisps of dark red light faintly appeared on the rapidly falling bird corpses in the air.
They subconsciously waved their arms again and again, and they were speechless for a while, and only let out a dry roar of "ho ho" from their mouths.
The king of Hades, who forcibly raised a breath of innate aura and shot nine arrows in an instant, was a little out of strength, and at this moment he was holding his knees with both hands and bowing his head to gasp.
Hearing the warning, he glanced up, and he realized that something was wrong.
The bird in mid-air has four arrows on it?
How can there be an arrow on the bird's head that he deliberately avoided!
The gray bird's body seemed to quickly turn dark red. Hades understood that it was a precursor to the destruction of the crystal nucleus in the skull of the fire spirit beast and the loss of control of the spiritual power in the body!
On the ground is a pile of oil barrels!
A bone-chilling chill suddenly enveloped Hades' body and limbs. He yelled in despair: "Run!"
At the same time, the yellow husper, who had been standing quietly, jerked his head down and scurried forward.
Otochi, who was unloading the bucket, was flashed and lost his balance. He didn't have time to react, and in a panic, his arms firmly grasped the vat with both arms, but he was dragged by the horse and ran to the back of the camp.
The yellow horse was raised by him since he was a child, and the people and horses have the same heart. Xiao Yi didn't understand why the horse suddenly ran wild, just wanted to control it quickly, this place is full of dangers, but it is not a place where you can run around at will.
Under the bump, Yi Chi's body, which was dragging the barrel, was almost parallel to the ground, and the blood rushed into his brain at once. He turned around with difficulty, kicking his feet on the ground.
In a hazy trance, he seemed to see a gray-red blurred shadow fly into the huge stack.
Time seems to freeze a few breaths. After a brief silence, a brilliant white light pierced everyone's eyes.
Otchi didn't hear a loud bang. At that moment, he couldn't hear anything.
Everything in front of me seemed to lag. Facing his back to the sky, he only saw a huge gray cloud slowly blooming in the reddish-brown sky.
And he himself, as if he had lost his weight, soared into the air lightly.
I don't know how long it took for Otochi's consciousness to recover a little.
The body flashed one after another. The wooden barrel that dragged the flames was tossed into the air by the blast of air, and fell heavily to the ground, smashing countless churning fireballs.
Holding his buzzing head and thinking for a long time, Yi Chi figured out what was happening around him.
There must have been an explosion just now. The Big Bang.
And he was dragged by a yellow hussay and broke through the wooden fence. Now, he's outside the camp.
The horse lay on its knees, the barrel tied to its body standing and falling, oozing black grease dripping on the ground and forming a sticky lump of mud.
Ochi stumbled around, and finally picked up a saber from the ground.
He threw himself back to the yellow horse, and then crawled and pounced on him, severing the belt on his back and belly.
The horse, which had finally been relieved of its burden, staggered to its feet and moved a few steps further to the barrel.
Yi Chi's bow has long gone. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grabbed his head and ran through the flames. However, his legs were weak and weak, and the ground under his feet was shaken, and he almost fell down several times.
There was always only a buzzing in my ears.
The oil yard is full of sham, and it is no longer visible what it used to be.
It's all flat.
Even the walls of the city immediately adjacent to the site were blown down. A crystal nuclear cannon fell crookedly, shattering. The other turret was riddled with holes and was silent.
The scattered fire crumbs slowly connected into layers of fire walls, far separating the blood cavalry of the Ul Kingdom from the oil field.
The sky was covered with black snow like goose feathers, whirling and fluttering down. There was a scorching smell of mushy everywhere.
Several swarthy men leaned against the edge of the half-collapsed fence, shaking their arms with difficulty.
Yi Chi saw it clearly. The person closest to him held a cigarette stick in his hand.
It's Uncle Desheng!
Uncle Desheng was still alive, but his beard was gone, and all he had on his body was tattered strips of rags.
He coughed violently as he pointed his cigarette stick at Otchi. I tried my best, but I only let out a silent roar.
Yi Chi couldn't hear anything clearly, so he had to lean over and stare vigorously at the shape of his mouth that the post guard kept repeating.
"Help!"
Not far from the feet of the post guard, half a pair of halters rolled gently on the ground. The red tassels sewn by Eryong's mother were burned into a shrunken ball.
A few pieces of brown shards, nailed to the planks at the edge of the fence.
Yi Chi moved over with difficulty and gently stretched out his hand.
But he didn't dare touch it.
It was Uncle Hades' iron bracer.
Tears instantly blindfolded him.
A big strong hand hugged Ochi, who was slowly softening.
"The explosions didn't stop, they didn't dare to come. Hurry up and save people and find horses. β
The teary-eyed Yi Chi wiped his eyes fiercely, and followed the hoarse voice, glaring at the person who helped him in disbelief.
The upper body of the body is carbon black and carbon black. Thin wounds, large and small, seemed to be oozing blood.
Uncle Hades touched his bald head and brought down his hands full of smoking scum and black blood.
I couldn't see Uncle Hades' expression. But his eyes, in the thick smoke and dust, were incomparably bright.
"Let's go back to Yongshun. β
Yongshun official road
Bai Lingyu, the sixth-rank captain of the military camp of the generalissimo of the Lan State, stared at the carriage in front of him, and his two thick eyebrows were stirred together.
Zhang Tong, a guerrilla general in charge of the Haizhou siege camp, was following him with a sad face and muttering: "I really can't stop it." No way. You know, his identity can't be controlled by military regulations at all. β
Bai Lingyu is a sixth-rank lieutenant, but according to the practice in the army, the generals of the marshal's personal barracks are two grades higher than the foreign military attachΓ©s.
Captain Bai is almost equivalent to a general of the fourth grade, one rank higher than the official position of General Zhang.
Let's talk about the title on this young master......
Let's talk about the appearance of this young master......
Zhang Tong almost had a delusion at the moment, as if he was pleading guilty to the big handsome.
"I can't do it. However, I have already reported to the big camp, and the big marshal has not replied. Really, if you borrow 10,000 guts, you don't dare to stop his old man from going back. β
Captain Bai pursed his lips, and his mood was extremely bad.
He didn't dare to be rude.
The destination of him and Bai Ye was originally the camp in Kannan. But by mistake, he was forced to go to the first tun by this master.
He had heard his father talk about the master. He was hired from the "Nine Old Churches" to a guest seat in the army. In the past few years, he has been in the Haizhou Engineer Battalion, and he has some strange skills.
The "Nine Old Churches" were established hundreds of years ago by a small number of Holy Spirit clans who were reluctant to leave the Eastern Continent. He has made great contributions to the mixed race against the northern tribes, and even the founding of the Great Lan.
To this day, the secret teachers of the royal family still come from there.
Bai Lingyu didn't dare to return to the camp to report to his father, and he didn't even dare to pass on the report.
Fortunately, the master said that he would only stay for one night.
The first tun is only more than 20 miles away from the camp, and as long as you set off early tomorrow, you will definitely be able to catch up with the Jiang family's convoy that is resting in Yongshun and enter the camp together.
Just, what exactly are they talking about?
Could it be that the master really has an old relationship with those Xilu elders in Fangyi?
But those old monsters are not remnants of the Western Continent, but escaped from the ocean with Bai Ye's father twenty years ago.
In the four-wheeled carriage, Master Xilu and Bai Ye had already chatted a lot about the current situation of Fangyi. Slowly, the conversation turned back to the booties.
"According to the temper of the old boy in the fire language, he is willing to spend effort to do something for you, which can be regarded as blue-eyed. β
Bai Ye was a little embarrassed: "This is a birthday gift from the three elders. β
"Birthday? The boots are quite new, though. You...... Just had a birthday?"
Bai Ye nodded naturally. The words had already reached his lips, but he paused slightly: "Well, it was last month." We call it Birthday. I'm nineteen years old. β
The elder smiled.
The tom tom drum in Bai Ye's heart became louder and louder.
He hadn't been in this comfortable car for long, and he was already sweating profusely.
Every answer to this master has to be dealt with carefully.
Twenty years ago, this old man seemed very familiar. If he had been in contact with Fang Yi all these years, he should have known who I was. But apparently, he hasn't dared to confirm my identity until now.
Who the hell is he?
There was no expression on the master's face, he adjusted the position of the Xiangjin cushion at will, and continued to chat: "I don't know much about the people of the Lan Kingdom, and at that time, I was always with the guards. β
"Aren't they all still in Fangyi? By the way, there's a little girl in the Iron Guard. Your mother, is it Ah Ci?"
At that moment, the master's smiling face froze a little.
Bai Ye didn't dare to stare at him, so he moved his buttocks, and replied honestly: "Aunt Ci's child is called Yi Chi, and he is a soldier in Yongshun Station. I don't know where he is now, maybe he's still in Yongshun. β
The moving cart shook a little more without warning.
The night is awe-inspiring.
This man seems to have lost control of his spiritual powers.
The master took a deep breath and barely squeezed out a smile: "Little friend is not strange." I'm so curious. β
He took Bai Ye's hand: "You won't be the elder's child, right?"
"No, no, no! My dad was just an ordinary veteran, and he died a long time ago. Bai Ye was embarrassed, "Elders, they know the secret arts, how can they have the kung fu to marry a wife and have children, hahaha..."
Choking on laughter.
Laughing like this, it seems to be a little disrespectful to the people of the Western Continent.
"You don't look like an ordinary person with all your spiritual powers. The master didn't feel embarrassed at all, and continued to ask, "How did you cultivate?"
......
Bai Ye stared at Master Mougins with some astonishment. The fact that he has a huge amount of spiritual power originally didn't expect to hide it from this Western Continent master.
He has been asking the bottom line, is it because of this?
Bai Ye has made up his mind, and the lie must be made up to the end.
I'm sorry Elders.
"It's not the three elders yet, seeing that I'm an orphan who no one cares about, they will experiment with me big and small, and fill me with all kinds of spiritual power...... But at the end of the day, I'm still only going to do physical skills. β
"Well, I see. You don't know how to do secret arts. It's really something these crazy people can do. β
The master finally let go, lay back in the pile of cushions, stared back at the ceiling, and said nothing.
......
"Why haven't you heard the elders mention you all these years?
The master's voice seemed to be much tired: "My family has lived in Haizhou for a long time, and they are from a different background than those three old men. Twenty years ago, with the three princes, we fought the people of Wei together. β
"You and Da Shuai have known each other before, so do you know Xiao Bai? He is really Da Shuai's son?"
The master opened his eyes and stared at Bai Ye for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "I don't know." But if you've ever seen Dashuai, you wouldn't ask that. β
"He and Dashuai are carved out of the same mold. β