The masters on the wall and upstairs did not dare to sit down and breathe at all, and the recovery of internal strength was extremely slow, if it continued like this, I am afraid that it would take less than two days, and most of them would have to run out of internal strength. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a competition of perseverance, to see whether the oil of the grassland barbarians will run out first, or the internal strength of the masters on the side of the Tang army will run out first.

But is this the idea of the other party fighting? Cui Yu didn't believe it.

It's not that this method is bad, but compared to the strength of the other party and yourself, it is too stupid to do so.

Letting go of the opportunity to easily destroy himself, and using this time-consuming and labor-intensive method, Cui Yu seems to be really stupid.

If he had this oil, he would definitely set up a position, making the other party think that he was going to have a decisive battle with them, and then when the opponent's army rushed out, he would throw this oil into the opponent's army, and when the time came, a burst of fire could destroy most of the enemy.

More importantly, those who are on fire will run around in pain in search of life before they die. And in the army where they are located, it is where their vitality lies.

Under the impact of countless fire men, what kind of formation can not be chaotic, as long as your side takes advantage of the situation to cover up the past, you can settle the battle in one battle. And need to be so troublesome, trapping their own side, constantly harassing, exhausting the army with smoke.

However, after midnight, Cui Yu knew what was going on, because in the entire camp, I don't know when it started, and there were bursts of coughing one after another everywhere in the whole camp, and there were more difficult gasps.

Cui Yu explained, walked down the wall building, the movement in the camp below was too big, even if Cui Yu stood on the wall tower, he could hear it clearly.

He walked down the tower and looked at the piles of soldiers, sitting on the ground, breathing violently, as if they had exhausted their strength after some fierce battle.

But today, the most important thing is to rely on the martial artists above the wall to refine and refine the qi, and these martial artists below the innate have not fought at all. How could it be like this.

Cui Yu frowned, walked over to a group of soldiers, squatted down, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

When the soldier saw Cui Yu, he took away the wet cloth that was placed in his mouth and said, "Emperor, I don't know why, we feel out of breath." ”

Cui Yu was stunned, he had been using the internal breathing method, and he didn't feel the slightest abnormality, hearing this soldier say this, he immediately switched to breathing through his nose and mouth, and this time, his face suddenly changed greatly.

Because he can feel that the oxygen content in the surrounding air is too low, although it will not be fatal, but for these Datang soldiers who have been living at low altitudes, in this low oxygen environment, their physical energy and the like will be extremely depleted, and every action will cost a huge amount of physical energy.

Cui Yu's face was pale, he really underestimated the grassland barbarians, no, or rather, this method was not something that those barbarians could think of at all.

It's not a matter of being smart or not, it's a matter of insight.

The conditions required for flame burning are combustibles and oxygen, and this concept of microcosm technology is definitely not something that these steppe barbarians who have not yet come out of the era of Rumao drinking blood can know.

"Five Fierce Palace!" Cui Yu gritted his teeth, in addition to the Five Fierce Palace, which has been inherited for I don't know how many years, Cui Yu can be sure that all this is planned by the Five Fierce Palace.

A super force that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years can have this kind of ability and insight, Cui Yu is not surprised at all.

But now is not the time for resentment.

Cui Yu knows that the current situation is quite critical.

The innate strong person is unable to maintain the internal breath state for a long time, once he exits the internal breath state, he will soon be due to lack of oxygen, and the body is lacking, and now these qi and physical martial arts practitioners, in this state, not to mention meditation to restore internal strength, even the physical strength will be quickly depleted.

At that time, in the entire camp, except for those refining and refining qi martial artists who have lost more than half of their internal strength, everyone can only be lambs to be slaughtered.

This plan is really vicious, silent, and killing.

Cui Yu used to think he was smart, and he felt that the other party's method was really stupid, but now it seems that he is actually really stupid.

They just stood there, watching them dig their own graves, like hunters, smiling as the fox jumped into a well-camouflaged trap, and laughing at the hunter's clumsiness, not knowing that death was near.

These steppe barbarians are so beautiful. They knew that no matter what other plan they used, even if they were defeated, their whereabouts would be revealed, and the team of 150,000 people was not so easy to kill, once their whereabouts were leaked, they were surrounded by Li Gan's 500,000 army in front of them, and then killed by the army of the Holy Emperor, no matter what, they were a dead end.

It's good now, they jumped into this encirclement by themselves, and they can't escape, don't look at a few masters here who practice gods and return to the void, how can the other party not have it, even if the grassland barbarians don't have it, there will definitely be no shortage of such good hands in the Five Fierce Palaces.

Cui Yu pretended to be calm, he couldn't show a panicked look, he was the backbone of the army, if he was panicked, I was afraid that this army would be completely finished.

Cui Yu walked up to the wall building silently, fortunately now he was like everyone else, his face was so dark that people couldn't see his expression.

Li Zhi walked up to Cui Yu from the side, looked at Cui Yu, and asked, "The situation is really not good." ”

As he spoke, Li Zhi pointed in the direction of the camp.

Cui Yu nodded and said, "Don't make a noise." ”

Li Zhi frowned tightly and looked at Cui Yu, he was thinking in his heart, in this desperate situation, Cui Yu still has no way to turn the tide. He was looking forward to it. At this time, he was not worried at all, as if he was defeated and died, it was an insignificant matter to him, but what Cui Yu would do next, but his heart was full of curiosity.

He had already tried to think of various methods, but in the end he still sighed and was helpless.

On this night, the oil barrels still fell from time to time, as if the oil prepared by the steppe barbarians seemed to run out.

There was a lot of darkness in the sky, and the masters on the entire wall and upstairs had red eyes, some of them were smoked, and some of them were mentally tired.

Although they are the top masters of martial arts, they are still people, not gods, and in such a highly tense atmosphere, what they are really tired of is their spirit.

Cui Yu's fists clenched white, because he still hadn't thought of a feasible way.

The solution is simple, that is, to extinguish the fire around the camp, so that the air can circulate, and it will not take half a day to recover.

But how to extinguish the fire became a problem. You must know that in the camp now, almost half of the Qi Realm martial artists have fallen, and they are all blue and breathing bitterly.

Cui Yu looked up to the sky and sighed, is he going to fail?

At this time, the clouds in the sky were fluttering, and under the reflection of the morning glow, they were extremely beautiful, and at this time, Cui Yu's dim eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light.