Seeing that the appointment between the two sides was only seven days away, Qi and Qin were busy in and out like a swarm of ants inside and outside Guiling City, and there was no time to spare. The soldiers at the road pillow wave were originally divided into three groups to hand over to each other with the sound of drums, and now the drums are beating and boiling, and they seem to have not stopped. Bai Qianhong, in order to seek a quick victory, forcibly attacked the city day and night, completely unlucky, ladder cars, catapults, strong bows and crossbows with extremely brave Qin infantry, wave after wave of solid and solid to suppress the city of Guiling. The Qin army is numerous, there is still a rest at all, but the soldiers and civilians of Guiling City have no respite, so three days and nights to fight down, the Qin army twice bullied the door, with a copper giant wood to hit the door, although the city gate was not broken but in danger, only afraid of being hit again. At sunset on the third day, there were countless casualties in Guiling City, the soldiers were tired, and the people were wailing, but the offensive of the Qin army outside the city did not seem to be slowing down, the heroes fought bloodily, and they did not close their eyes for a few days, except for the occasional heavy wheezing sound, no one was able to say anything more, but the people of Qi did have rumors among themselves, and the people were panicked, only that Guiling City was afraid that it would not last until dawn.

In the middle of the night, in front of several houses near the food shed, hundreds of Confucian disciples fell asleep. Originally, in order to defend the city, a few days ago, Duanmu Jingde, the head of Confucianism, left Xiguan and moved here. It was not easy for these Confucian children to take a nap, so they all slept very deeply. Shao Guangqing and Tan Zhi led a few brothers to patrol in the dark night, on the one hand, to protect their brothers, and on the other hand, to keep an eye on the battle situation in the city.

Outside the city wall, the sound of killing shook the sky, and on the other side of the wall, all kinds of snorting and snoring sounded in unison. Shao Guangqing paced lightly beside the brothers, trying not to disturb their sleep as much as possible, and not to let the blood stain on their bodies stain themselves. Such a night is strange, Shao Guangqing has all kinds of thoughts in his heart, "Can you win? Maybe? Maybe you can see Bai Qianhong kill herself." However, it is also possible that after a few hours, he fell on the battlefield with these brothers in front of him......" Thinking of death, Shao Guangqing's thoughts automatically turned to other thoughts - Ziyu, she is the daughter of Yingchuan Shuangxia, and she and herself are a match made in heaven and a talented woman, I just hope that this war will end soon, and at that time, my father must propose marriage to Yingchuan Shuangxia...... Just in case...... What if he can't live to that time? Shao Guangqing remembered Ziyu's charm and kindness to him last night...... The woman told herself plainly that as long as she could get the white fish jade pendant on her father's body, she would be her own...... Shao Guangqing felt a rush of heat rushing towards his head, and subconsciously sneaked a glance at the hut where Duanmu Jingde was resting.

Shao Guangqing mustered up the courage and quietly opened the door a crack, Duanmu Jingde's snort was like thunder, and he was sleeping deeply. "Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. If Daddy wakes up, he will say that I have come to say hello. Thinking of Ziyu's coquettish state, Shao Guangqing comforted herself while cautiously turning sideways. He first stood still in place for a while, let his eyes slowly adjust to the darkness, and then tiptoed to the side of the bed, seeing Duanmu Jingde sleeping on his back, unaware that there was someone in front of the bed, Shao Guangqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Dad is so old, and others are still fighting and still have to wade into this troubled water, and it is really difficult for him to be an old man. After a while, he thought, "It's fortunate that my father is already so old, otherwise I don't know how long I have to wait before it is my turn to be the head teacher?" Standing like this and hesitating for a while, he made up his mind and reached out to take the jade pendant hanging around Duanmu Jingde's neck.

A red rope hung the jade pendant on Duanmu Jingde's chest, Shao Guangqing's heart trembled, and his trembling hand slowly stretched out, only to feel that the next second he pinched the front end of the jade pendant, at this moment, Duanmu Jingde coincidentally turned over to the right, Shao Guangqing was afraid of waking up his father, so he hurriedly let go, and the jade pendant was pressed under Duanmu Jingde with a pop. Shao Guangqing was so frightened by the old man's turn that he almost screamed. Not to mention that the white fish jade pendant is now tightly pressed under his father, even if he almost touched his father's shoulder just now, it was enough to make Shao Guangqing retreat. Shao Guangqing tiptoed out of the room step by step in the dark, until he gently covered the crack in the door and made sure that he did not wake up Duanmu Jingde, and then he ran away as if he was running for his life.

After Shao Guangqing left, Duanmu Jingde snored again and sat up suddenly. It turned out that Shao Guangqing slipped into the room, and Duanmu Jingde immediately woke up, he originally thought that there was a spy who had infiltrated the room and wanted to take his life. But listening to the man's movements, it seemed that he was just a thief. But after the thief entered the house, he didn't immediately look around, Duanmu Jingde was full of suspicion, and secretly opened his eyes a slit, only to realize that the useless thief was actually his own son Shao Guangqing.

Duanmu Jingde didn't know why Shao Guangqing slipped into his room, so he simply continued to pretend to be asleep, thinking that he wanted to see what this unscrupulous son wanted? When Shao Guangqing stretched out his hand to get the jade pendant, Duanmu Jingde wanted to get up and scold, but when he thought about it, he scolded him, and the disciples outside the house would definitely rush into the house. Shao Guangqing violated many precepts, coupled with such shameless behavior, taught him how to behave in the future? Although Duanmu Jingde was serious, after all, he had the heart to lick the calf, so he pretended to turn over and scared his son away. "No, Xiaozi. No, I don't have a good job. Duanmu Jingde leaned against the wall and muttered, but he remembered Shao Guangqing's appearance when he was a child, how he had high hopes for him, how he asked him to follow his mother's surname in order to avoid arrogance, how he wanted him to cultivate his self-cultivation, thinking about the old tears, I don't know when he wet his clothes.

"Kuanwen, Kuanwen!" I don't know how long it took, Duanmu Jingde paced out of the house and shouted. As soon as he shouted like this, the Confucian disciples who had fallen asleep nearby woke up one after another. Yang Kuanwen was stabbed in the left leg on the battlefield two days ago, and when he saw the master greeting him, he still took three steps and made two steps, and hurriedly ran over. Duanmu Jingde said, "Kuanwen, you go and call all the disciples to come, and call those who are not on the battlefield to come. 」

When the Confucian disciples arrived, Duanmu Jingde looked around, and the dawn of dawn slightly illuminated about 500 people, their white clothes and white robes were already dirty, their faces were tired, and there were wounds on their bodies, but Duanmu Jingde believed that in their hearts was pride. And he, Duanmu Jingde, the head of Confucianism, also felt proud, until he saw his own son cowering and hiding in the crowd.

"I have called you here today because I have an extremely important thing to say. Duanmu Jingde lectured while taking out the white fish jade pendant from his bosom and showing it in front of everyone. When Shao Guangqing saw the jade pendant, his teeth chattered, and he thought, "No, right? Could it be that my father was awake last night? Could it be that he wants to expose me in front of everyone?" This matter happened to be in contact with Duanmu Jingde's eyes, and Shao Guangqing didn't dare to tell whether there was blame in his father's eyes, so he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look again.

"The teacher called you here today because I have a few things to explain. I think that when we Confucians entered Guiling City, there were always 10,000 people before and after, and now they are two out of ten. Duanmu Jingde sighed and continued, "But I don't regret being a teacher at all! I don't feel sorry for the dead at all, King Qin is cruel by nature and ambitious as a wolf, so he can't let him unify the world. It's something you all know. 」

"But there's one thing you don't know. Duanmu Jingde's gaze swept over the disciples sternly, and his right hand raised the piece of white fish jade pendant on his body, and then said, "This thing is many years ago, there was a senior master named Ma Shuijin...... That is, now the mentor of the Yingchuan Shuangxia Gao Shiran, the maternal grandfather of Ma Shaohuan, he personally handed it over to me. Except for Shao Guangqing, everyone present saw this jade pendant for the first time, and heard that this jade pendant came from the hands of famous artists in the rivers and lakes, so they couldn't help but discuss curiously.

"Isn't that 'Ten Thousand Gullies in the Abyss' Ma Shuijin?"

"A few decades ago, as long as the top masters were mentioned in the rivers and lakes, anyone would say the name of 'Ten Thousand Gullies Linyuan' Ma Shuijin, and there seemed to be a person named Xu Rang, and his martial arts were really good. This is what Master told me once when he was in a good mood. 」

"Yes, yes, yes. Gao Shiran, Gao Daxia is the Linyuan swordsmanship. 」

"I heard that at that time, Ma Daxia's martial arts were really the best in the world, and no one could compare, but it was a pity that when Gao Daxia worshiped him, Ma Daxia was already seriously ill, and only passed down the Linyuan swordsmanship. The set of 'Nine Spirits Descent True Palm', which was invincible all over the world, has since been lost. It's a pity. It's a pity. Yang Kuanwen took the lead, and the disciples who had more experience in the rivers and lakes such as Tan Zhi and others pieced together what they knew, and discussed warmly with Liu Bi and other younger disciples, but Shao Guangqing didn't dare to interject a word from beginning to end.

Listening to the discussions of his disciples, Duanmu Jingde couldn't help but recall that night twenty-six years ago: his friend Ma Shui had traveled nearly thousands of miles to call him, and when he arrived in Majiazhuang, he saw his skinny and seriously ill friend. At that time, Ma Shuijin couldn't get up, but he insisted on breaking away from his apprentice Gao Shiran and insisting on meeting him alone.

"This jade pendant ......" Ma Shui trembled his hands and asked earnestly, "Brother Duanmu must be ...... for me No, it's for the people of the world...... Keep it safe. 」

"What is this?"

"Yes...... Key. 」

"What's the key?"

"Mr. Luban, the Divine Craftsman...... Left behind the plum black box. 」

"What's in the box?"

"This ...... You don't care...... You only promise me to keep this jade pendant and never leave it. 」

"I promise you. But what if I die?"

"That's ...... and it will be passed on to those whom you believe...... In short, it must not be ...... Never ...... Let the box be opened. 」

"Okay, or am I going to destroy the plum box?"

"No! the box is indestructible. What's inside...... It's rare through the ages, it's rare through the ages. 」

Until now, Duanmu Jingde still remembers that when Ma Shui recently mentioned that the things in the box were rare for eternity, a strange smile appeared on his face, but his eyes were full of yearning.

"No matter what secret is hidden in the box...... Duanmu Jingde pinched the warm white jade pendant with his hand, and silently said to Ma Shuijin in his heart, "Good friend, don't worry. I will entrust the good life of the jade pendant to someone who can be trusted. Let this secret be sealed again. He had made up his mind, and at this time there was no need to explain the origin of the jade pendant to everyone, just tell the future Confucian master one person. Thinking of the succession event, Duanmu Jingde couldn't help but look at Shao Guangqing for a while, but looked away in disappointment.

After a long silence, Duanmu Jingde spoke to everyone again: "This jade pendant, as well as this long sword on my body, is regarded as a token of the head of my Confucian sect, and now in front of everyone, it will be handed over to the future Confucian master for safekeeping. As he spoke, he untied the long sword on his body, and slowly walked into the crowd under the gaze of the disciples.

Shao Guangqing stood among the disciples and watched his father walking towards him, and his heart was beating as if he wanted to burst out. But his ecstasy didn't last long, because Duanmu Jingde walked straight behind him and took the hand that stood behind Shao Guangqing—Tan Zhiqi.

"Master!" Tan Zhi cried out in surprise, and said sincerely, "How can a disciple take on such a heavy responsibility?

"Silly boy. Duanmu Jingde rarely showed such a kind expression on his face, and he stuffed the two tokens of the white fish jade pendant and the long sword into his hand, "You kneel. But when he heard the master's instructions, he immediately knelt down according to his words.

"Master wants you to promise something that is extremely difficult to do. 」

"At Master's command. 」

"Master wants you to promise that from now on, you will no longer go to the battlefield to fight with others. 」

"Master!" Tan Zhi couldn't believe that Master would say such a thing. Duanmu Jingde ignored his surprise and continued, "As a teacher, I want you to promise that from this moment on, whether the Qin State wins or the Qi State wins, you will take saving your life as your first priority......

"Master, I'm ......."

"As a teacher, I want you to agree, even if you have to watch your classmates die, you have to endure humiliation and steal your life. 」

"Master...... I can't. 」

"You can do it. Duanmu Jingde patted Tan Zhi's shoulder, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling all over, "Master understands that this is against your nature, but only in this way can the essence of my Confucian sect be passed on with you. The essence of Confucianism is not martial arts, but loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and righteousness! Straight, you have to be considerate of Master's painstaking efforts, Master is not afraid of the annihilation of all Confucian disciples in today's World War; Master is afraid that no one will be able to carry forward the truth of this sect and let it survive a hundred years, or even a thousand years. This difficult task is entrusted to you, can you agree to be a teacher?" Even a man like Tan Zhi, under Duanmu Jingde's courteous request, could only say in a choked voice, "Yes...... Master. 」

"Very good. Very good. Don't be afraid of difficulties, be patient. If you can endure it, you will be a hero of this sect. and Liu Bi. 」

"Here the disciples are. Liu Bi suddenly heard the master call on him, and hurriedly replied loudly.

"You too, don't fight anymore. Although you started late, you have won the essence of your own door, and in time, you will be able to become a generation of Confucianism. I must do my best to assist your fourth senior brother and magnify my teaching. 」

"Obey in vain. Liu Bi replied for some reason, but tears welled up in his eyes.

"Good, good. Duanmu Jingde looked at the dazzling sun rising in the east, as if relieved, and muttered to himself as if out of a trance, "In today's world, my Confucianism and Mohist are called the two great scholars, and the disciples are all over the seven countries, and the disciples are tens of thousands. But the road pillow is wavering, in the distant future...... Your Mohist doctrine may not be passed on, and it may not be able to become the standard of conduct, you have calculated everything, after all, you have missed the old man's step, right?"

"Perhaps among you," Duanmu Keide quickly reverted to his usual sternness, "some people will think that this hero is too easy to be a hero. I even think that I can do it if I talk straight, but I may not be able to do it, so well, I still have a chance to be a hero. People who think this way, can stand up now. Duanmu Jingde looked at Shao Guangqing, who was pale, and was silent for a while, as if he hoped that his son would have this kind of courage. But Shao Guangqing was silent.

"Lu Dajuzi and I have already discussed it. Duanmu Jingde continued, "First, the gate of Guiling City has been seriously damaged now, and it is in danger of breaking at any time. Although the appointment with Bai Qianhong's demon girl is approaching, if the Qin army comes to the city again, I am afraid that it will inevitably be hated by the destruction of the city. Second, the soldiers and civilians in the city really can't afford this kind of wheel war, and if they are left alone, they will definitely not be able to survive tonight. So I discussed with Lu Dajuzi, no matter what, I want to force the demon girl Bai Qianhong to withdraw her troops before the sun sets tonight......" When all the disciples heard this, they all looked at each other, although no one dared to answer, but everyone thought in their hearts: "That demon girl finally saw that the city was about to be destroyed, how could she easily withdraw her troops? 」

"It's actually very simple, it's just a trick to get paid from the bottom of the kettle. Duanmu Jingde knew that everyone didn't believe it, and continued: "A few months ago, Qin Zhao, a disciple of the Mo family, who was a particularly short child, secretly led people to dig through a tunnel according to the meaning of Lu Zhulang. That tunnel goes straight to the vicinity where the Qin army is stationed in grain and grass......" There is no need for Duanmu Jingde to continue, and he heard someone here already shouting: "But you want to set fire to the Qin army's grain and grass!?"

"Exactly! There is no firewood under the hot pot, so it will naturally cool down. Tens of thousands of troops have no food to eat, and it is not easy to replenish, Bai Qianhong has no other way but to get food for the army, and return to Puyang first. At that time, the agreement between the two sides expired, the demon girl apologized for her crimes, and the Qin ** team stayed in Puyang City, and we were able to breathe, repair the wear and tear and then call for help to enter the city. Duanmu Jingde said in one breath what he had planned with Lu Zhulang for a few months, and then looked around at everyone, and said, "I have repeatedly calculated with Lu Zhenlang, there is no need for many people to sneak into the rear of the enemy army, and five hundred strong should be enough. This person, we and the Mo family each give half, as a teacher is not reluctant, if someone voluntarily goes, they will stand up by themselves. The Confucian disciples present fought with the Qin army day by day, knowing that the other party was brave and fierce, and they also fought against the city wall when they went out of the city to meet the enemy on weekdays, and never dared to plan to go deep alone. Now only 500 people have quietly penetrated the tunnels and infiltrated the enemy's rear positions to kill them, and no matter whether they succeed in burning the opponent's grain depot or not, there is absolutely no chance of survival. Perhaps thinking of this section, for a while, none of the more than a thousand disciples made a move.

"Let me go, Master. 」

In the silence, Yang Kuanwen, who has rarely expressed his opinions in front of people, opened his mouth. Yang Kuanwen gently patted his left leg, which was injured a few days ago, slowly stood up, and said unhurriedly, "I'm going." The foot injury has largely healed, but fortunately there is no need to walk quickly in the tunnels. Master, please let me take the lead in this operation. When Yang Kuanwen spoke, everyone stared at him. For the senior brother, who has never competed with his brothers and sisters in the past ten years, suddenly took the initiative to take such an action with no return, some people were surprised and some people couldn't understand. However, most of the Confucian disciples have been taken care of by Yang Kuanwen in all aspects since they got started, and they soon realized that it was precisely because of this kind of unsurvivable task that the senior brother took the initiative to invite Ying into battle.

"The only death through the ages is difficult. 」

"It's not bad to know in advance when you're going to die. 」

"Count me in. 」

"I'll go with my brother. 」

"Though tens of millions of people have gone to me. 」

After Yang Kuanwen expressed his willingness to go voluntarily, some Confucian disciples came forward one after another, and soon gathered the original 250 people. Of these more than 200 people, all of them have been deeply influenced by Confucianism for a long time, and most of them have received Yang Kuanwen's deep favor. Their expressions and tones may all be nervous, but when they looked at Yang Kuanwen, they all had smiles on the corners of their mouths, as if what they were going to carry out later was just an ordinary fortification. "Good, good. Duanmu Jingde choked back tears and muttered, "I know that my Confucian disciples are not afraid of death. Without further ado, let's go. 」

When the Confucian horses came to the tunnel entrance, the Mo family Juzi Lu Zhulang and Qin Zhao and others were already waiting here. The children of the Mo family, led by Qin Zhao, in order not to be confused with the Qin army in black armor, took off the black shorts they usually wore and changed into white clothes and white robes, so that the two hundred and fifty people of the Mo family and the two hundred and fifty people of Confucianism stood together, almost no different, and looked like a family. And the other two disciples who did not go to the battlefield at this time also came here one after another to see off the five hundred people.

"Yes. After we all entered the tunnel, Brother Zhang was responsible for leading people to fill in the gravel and mud and seal the tunnel, so as not to prevent the Qin army from using the tunnel to sneak into Guiling......" Qin Zhao, who planned and executed the tunnel raid, was busy but methodically commanded at the tunnel entrance, and Zhang Jingfang, who was also a disciple of the Mo family, listened attentively to his explanation, Qin Zhao said: "More importantly, when the tunnel is completely filled, you must remember to pour all the glutinous rice water in the vat next to it...... Don't worry, brother, I will do it. "Then please big brother. After Qin Zhao finished explaining this, he immediately went to take care of other places. Hua Sheng handed over the hundreds of bamboo tubes filled with vegetable oil to Yang Kuanwen at this time, and asked him to distribute them on his behalf. Seeing this, Qin Zhao explained in detail how to carefully separate the tools for lighting the fire from these bamboo tubes. The Confucian sect Duanmu Jingde and the Mo family Juzi Lu Zhulang, the two stood side by side, watching the hundreds of people shuttling back and forth.

"They're all good men. Duanmu Jingde said suddenly.

"Not really. Huh?" Lu Zhulang also had mixed feelings in his heart, and suddenly glanced at the hundreds of white-robed people, there was a special face, Lu Zhulang hurriedly walked forward and walked to the person's side, "Brother Jing?!" Lu Zhulang shouted out, and asked suspiciously, "Why is Brother Jing here?"

"I ......" Jing Tianming was pouring vegetable oil on his head, but he didn't expect to be suddenly blocked by the road pillow, and he was very embarrassed at the moment. And the Confucian disciples, who were standing with Jing Tianming and were also pouring vegetable oil, shouted through the pillow waves, only to find that they had been mixed in at some point, and several people's faces suddenly showed anger. Seeing this, Lu Zhulang pulled Jing Tianming's cuffs and said, "Let's go up and talk." Jing Tianming had no choice but to put down the oil spoon in his hand and reluctantly followed Lu Zhulang to leave.

"I remember that in this operation, except for the children of the Mo family and Confucianism, no other martial arts people were invited to participate. When he came to a place where there were few people, Lu Zhulang immediately became fierce and asked aggressively, "Does your master Gai Nie know that you are here? Are you not afraid that he will be sad? Looking at your appearance, I am afraid that I will sneak here without saying goodbye, right?"

"My master, he...... He didn't know. Jing Tianming opened his mouth slightly, but he thought that Lu Zhulang couldn't hide it, so he simply said, "This is my own opinion. 」

"What's the matter, among these five hundred people, you can't rest assured?" Lu Zhulang shook his head, looked at Jing Tianming and asked, "Otherwise, why do you insist on participating? You should know that this operation will go and there will be no return......

"I know!" Jing Tianming stiffly interrupted Lu Zhulang's words, and replied almost rudely, "Of course I know! Please let me participate, can't I volunteer?"

"No!" Lu Zhulang replied categorically, "Although I don't understand why you want to go, but just because you are the only heir left by Jing Ke and the last remaining disciple of Gai Nie Gai, as long as you have these two doppelgangs, I can't let you participate in this kind of action that has no chance of survival!"

"Bloodline!?identity!?phew!" Jing Tianming suddenly shouted frantically with an extremely disdainful attitude, "What the hell is that?!This can't be done! That's not allowed!If it doesn't work, why are all the people who don't deserve to die dead??all dead!Can't I want to die?Let me die, let me die, let me participate, I want to participate!" Jing Tianming shouted as he wanted to run towards the crowd, "You haven't slept for a few days and nights, haven't you?" Lu Zhenlang looked at Jing Tianming's blood-red eyes and took his hand, "Go sleep." 」

"Who's going to sleep, I'm fine!" Jing Tianming struggled desperately, trying to withdraw his hand that was held by Lu Pillow Lang, but even if he was drenched with vegetable oil all over his body, he couldn't break free from Lu Pillow Lang's iron ring-like hand. "You're out of shape. Lu Zhenlang reproached slightly. He guessed that it might be Gailan's sudden death and Gao Yue's departure that upset Jing Tianming, but his speculation about these things was really not suitable to come out at this time, so he just turned his head and called Jing Tianming's friend Hua Shengjiang, and Hao Sheng ordered, "Take care of your friend, don't let him get involved." General Hua Sheng nodded, and then stretched out his arms to grasp Jing Tianming firmly.

"Juzi. "Master. Qin Zhao and Yang Kuanwen shouted in unison, "Everyone is ready. Lu Zhulang and Duanmu Jingde glanced at each other, and both of them nodded and ordered, "Then let's go." 」

With the order of Juzi and Zhangjiao, the two Confucian and Mo families had a total of 500 people, and under the leadership of Qin Zhao and Yang Kuanwen, Yuguan walked into the tunnel. The entrance to the tunnel was low and damp, and everyone was smeared with oil, so that everyone had to bend down, put their hands on the shoulders of the people in front of them, and the two of them slowly walked forward in order, and the five hundred people were like a long winding dragon, silently disappearing into the big mouth that only led to the underworld.

"Let go of me. Jing Tianming watched everything from the sidelines, and he whispered to his friend, "I won't go. You let go of me. "Hmm. Hua Sheng agreed in a muffled voice, but did not let go of his hands, but instead buried his head on Tianming's shoulder, "The Qin Zhao who just walked down grew up with me since childhood...... You can't see we're the same big, can you? He's so short......" Hua Sheng said as he sobbed, his tears running down his cheeks and falling down Jing Tianming's neck. Jing Tianming felt that the scene in front of him was extremely unreal, as if Gao Yue was obviously willing to take risks to meet him that day, but it turned into a farewell. "There are a lot of people who are going to be sad again, right?" Jing Tianming asked himself in his heart, "These five hundred people also have relatives and friends, and they will be as sad as me or like Hua Shengjiang, right?"

"Pour!" When the five hundred people left for about half an hour, Zhang Jingfang, a disciple of the Mo family, began to fill in the sand and pour the soil under an order, and soon filled the tunnel, and finally according to Qin Zhao's explanation when he left, after pouring the glutinous rice water, the scars of the earth could no longer be seen from the appearance. General Hua Sheng can go to the top, step on it with his feet, and jump again, only to feel that the loess under his feet is very solid, and now it is impossible for friends to come back from here, even if they fail to successfully penetrate the tunnel, fail to successfully assault the Qin army, it is impossible to come back from here. "Bastard, damn it!" General Hua Sheng yelled at the sky a few times, "For my brother, I will kill you all! Come on!" Jing Tianming didn't speak, but he also felt a fire of anger burning in his heart.

"They won't die in vain!" Lu Zhulang jumped up to the city and shouted to everyone, "We have to buy time for them, according to the footsteps, Qin Zhao, Yang Kuanwen and the others will need about half an hour to reach their destination. Before they raid the grain depot, we must counterattack as much as possible, forcing more Qin troops out of the camp to attack Guiling City, and the fewer Qin troops left behind, the greater their chances of success. 」

"Get out of the city to meet the enemy!" Duanmu Jingde shouted with his sword raised.

"Go out of the city to meet the enemy! Go out of the city to meet the enemy!" Under the encouragement of Lu Zhulang and Duanmu Jingde, all the martial arts heroes and Qi ** soldiers all shouted with vigor. After Fang Geng tearfully opened the city gates, the two city gates, which were already tired, almost couldn't be closed. Lu Zhulang, General Hua Sheng, and Zhang Jingfang took the lead, leading the ink to be responsible for breaking up the Qin army's formation; Duanmu Jingde personally led Tan Zhiqi, Liu Bi and other disciples to form eight eight-sword formations immediately behind, and was responsible for strangling the scattered Qin army with the formation; Zhu Qi, Yang Falcon, Gai Nie, Zhao Nanyang and others led Qi ** soldiers and martial arts heroes, and a team of people rushed out with guns and halberds, which was also unstoppable. When this group of brave warriors came to the battlefield, even the well-disciplined Qin army was in chaos and panicked. The leading Qin generals had to blow their horns and ask for reinforcements from the rear. Only the sound of the horn was heard and sent out, and the Qin soldiers, who were resting in the rear tent, immediately obeyed the order and reinforced the front with guns and armor.

Lu Zhulang's subordinates kept slashing, but their eyes were always paying attention to the activities of the Qin army, and seeing that the Qin army reinforced in the rear had reached the halfway point, they also began to get nervous. Lu Zhulang understood very well that the purpose of leading his people out of the city was only to lure the Qin army out of the camp, but he must not let them fight with the reinforced Qin army, otherwise they would suffer heavy casualties. Lu Zhulang climbed up to the top of the city, anxiously looking at the direction of the grain depot in the back camp of the Qin army, only to see a sparse squad of Qin soldiers patrolling, but there was not even a white figure. Duanmu Jingde also rushed up and asked anxiously, "Do you see it?" Lu Zhenlang shook his head and said, "In terms of time, it should be out. Duanmu Jingde asked again, "Should the tunnel collapse?" "It's not impossible. Lu Zhulang's eyes looked straight ahead, refusing to let go of any small changes. Duanmu Jingde asked again, "What should I do? Do you want to hold on, wait and see?" "No! I can't wait!" Seeing that the Qin army coming for reinforcements was only a hundred feet away from everyone, Lu Zhulang immediately ordered: "Retreat! Everyone will retreat to the city!"

After receiving the order, everyone immediately began to rush back to Guiling City. But General Hua Sheng and Jing Tianming refused to retreat like this, they delayed as much as possible, covered their own retreat as much as possible, and tried as much as possible to the back of the palace, and many disciples of the Confucian and Mo families also concocted the same method, they did not dare to disobey the general's order, they just hoped that it could be delayed for a moment, just hoped that they could see the fire before retreating, and they just hoped that their brothers, or themselves, no one died in vain...... In fact, even Duanmu Jingde shouted "retreat, retreat" in his mouth, but he refused to approach the Guiling City Gate even a step under his feet, allowing the long white hair on his face to turn into red hair.

"Bell How could Lu Zhenlang not know everyone's intentions, he snatched the giant gong in Zhang Jingfang's hand and struck it desperately, shouting to everyone: "Retreat! Retreat!"

"Fire, fire, fire!" Zhang Jingfang, who was guarding the city gate, shouted in a loud voice, he pointed in the direction of the grain depot at the rear camp of the Qin army, and shouted selflessly, "Oh my God! It's on fire! Zhang Jingfang's shout is more effective than any gong. As soon as the heroes heard that the fire had started, everyone immediately rushed to retreat, just to climb the city wall and see the fire and the brothers with their own eyes.

At first, a faint black smoke rose into the air, and then it quickly became thick, spraying into the sky one after another. After that, the light and red began to flicker, as if the midsummer flowers would suddenly bloom in full bloom one morning. On the walls of Guiling, the sound of there could not be heard at all. It was like a painting, a silent painting. Everyone was staring at the painting. Look at how the overwhelming black smoke and black armor devoured the white, which only occupied a small part of the picture. No matter how reluctant the people on the city wall were, the white in the distance fell one after another, bit by bit, and finally completely disappeared on the canvas. Hua Sheng fell to his knees and cried, "Brother Qin Zhao, brother has already killed more than 100 people for you today, and will accompany you on the road. You're going well, you're going to be good......" "Kuanwen...... Good apprentice......" Duanmu Jingde looked into the distance, muttering to himself, old tears. And many, many others are also heartbroken, mourning their brothers and friends. Jing Tianming leaned next to Hua Shengjiang and patted him on the shoulder, making him cry bitterly. Somehow, Jing Tianming himself has no tears, this kind of parting from life and death, he has not stopped since he can remember, sad and sad...... Every time I feel sad, I think that there is nothing in this world that can make me sadder. But the next time it hurt even more and more...... "I'm never going to be sad again." No more tears. Jing Tianming secretly promised himself in his heart, but he didn't know that deep in his heart, anger had taken the place of sadness.

"Throw stones!" As soon as the group returned to the city, Lu Zhulang gave the order. Zhang Jingfang, Yuan Haocang and others immediately threw the prepared boulders, gravel and flint stones at the Qin army that was pressing the realm. The Qin army, which was lured by the waves of the road pillow to reinforce it, had just pulled out to the city when it was attacked by throwing stones, and immediately suffered heavy casualties. In addition, the military rations were burned, and the fire was fierce, and it has not been extinguished to this day. The Qin soldiers were panicked, and for a while they didn't know whether to go back to the rescue to put out the fire first, or continue to attack Guiling City.

"Bell, bell!"

The gong of the withdrawal of troops, which Lu Zhulang had been waiting for, finally sounded on the other side after five days and four nights. The Qin army retreated in order like a tide, and Lu Zhenlang looked at the handsome flags swaying in the wind, and thought, "Now wait for Bai Qianhong to withdraw his troops. If everything goes as expected, Bai Qianhong should order the withdrawal of the army overnight, then after getting up tomorrow morning, there should be no more shadow of the Qin army outside Guiling City, right? I just don't know if Bai Qianhong has any strange tricks?" Lu Zhenlang shook his head, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the smile on Bai Qianhong's face, and he smiled himself. "Wait. There are so many things that I don't know, I don't understand. But Lu Zhulang was sure of one thing in his heart, that is, this night would be a very wonderful night for him, or for Bai Qianhong.