Mu Qingyun took a deep breath: "Go, reinforcements from Huijianmen and the Yang family should arrive soon, and they will last for three days."
The disciples of the Yuncheng Martial Arts School were stuck on the hill here, waiting for a group of wild wolf monsters to rush towards them.
At present, the only resistance force in this area, well, now there is only the only resistance force left, Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall.
So she really couldn't leave.
When the two disciples of the Shi family heard this, they immediately galloped away on horseback.
The soldiers of the Zhan Shei Army finally discovered the convoy of Yuncheng Martial Arts School. They stared at it quietly for three seconds before the group of people jumped on their horses and headed straight for Baiye Mountain.
This group of soldiers walked back while looking back.
Mu Qingyun picked up his bowl and chopsticks and continued eating her rice dumplings.
There were faint murmurs of discussion coming from the wind.
Chen Yi hurriedly put rice into his mouth, and was surprised: "No need to rush this time? Tsk, I guess those young generals must think that we are all fools."
"It's okay. The two people from the Shi family must be the first to be treated as fools."
These two acted so stupidly just now, and their image was very eye-catching. The young generals who defeated the army must pay attention to them first.
Mu Qingyun chuckled.
On the dark Baiye Mountain.
The trees on both sides had lost a lot of branches and leaves and were sparse. It looked like the entire mountain was suffering from baldness.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, with no birds chirping, no insects and ants rustling, almost nothing.
A line of mountains, Bison Peak.
At the narrow entrance to the mountain, two dark-skinned middle-aged men in their thirties and forties were the two Zhang brothers, Zhang Shan, the second brother, and Zhang Sen, the third brother. They met the seventy-eight soldiers of the beheading army on the narrow road.
The mountain road has nine twists and turns. The two brothers are very small in number. They can occupy the advantageous location. They are high up and block the entrance to the mountain that is only one and a half people wide. No matter how brave the soldiers of the declining army are, it will be difficult for them to defeat the two brothers. Breaking in under the knife.
"I've been telling you so nicely for a long time, is your grandma deaf? Ha, I think you are colluding with monsters to cause trouble. If you don't get out of the way, believe it or not, I will just chop you with a knife!"
Wang Hu drew his sword and struck Zhang Shan in the face fiercely.
The knife hit a large iron pot with one stroke.
Huang Hu: "..."
Zhang Shan's eyelids were drooped, his face was gray, and his neck, chest, and arms were all wrapped in bandages.
His brother Zhang Sen was leaning against the tree next to him, with his eyes closed and his breathing heavy, as if he had fallen asleep.
The blood on the two of them was not dry, and they looked very tired.
Huang Hu stared at them for a long time, turned his head suddenly, and said helplessly: "General Xu, Brother Xu, no matter what you say, it doesn't make sense."
Xu Jing frowned and raised his eyes to look at the mountain. The entire mountain was surrounded by clouds and mist, and it was very humid.
With just one glance, he knew that there were many and dangerous monsters in the mountains and they had to be dealt with immediately.
After sizing up the two door gods blocking the road, Xu Jing said sternly: "Zhansei's army goes out to fight. Anyone who blocks the way will die. You two, live or die!"
Zhang Shan suddenly listened carefully and heard a sharp and loud whistle from the top of the mountain. He turned around suddenly: "Xiao Sen."
Zhang Sen opened his eyes instantly, reached out and grabbed a thick hemp rope that he had been holding in his hand, and pulled hard - bang!
Immediately, the sound of tons and tons was heard, and countless falling rocks were seen rolling down from the hills in the southeast, rushing into the jungle, breaking the grass and trees, and cracking the rocks.
Suddenly, an angry roar was heard in the forest.
Xu Jing reacted very quickly. Regardless of Zhang Shan's obstruction, he rushed forward with his shoulder, bumped into his shoulder, and rushed towards the mountain.
Zhang Shan groaned, but he withstood Xu Jing's attack without taking a step back or saying a word.
Xu Jing exchanged more than ten moves with him, then stopped suddenly, dumbfounded: "What on earth are you going to do?"
Of course he could see that Zhang Shan was definitely not the colluding monster that Hu Zi was talking about.
This man's hatred for monsters can be seen from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
But he refused to communicate and even blocked the road, giving Xu Jing a headache.
He is a close disciple of Xu Yiqing, the former master of Jiangnan Perak Hall.
The current hall master is his nephew.
Given his status, even if he didn't mention the words "kill the army", his colleagues would still give him some bad treatment. When had he ever suffered such a humiliating loss?
"what on earth do you want."
"etc."
Zhang Shan said feebly, "Wait for reinforcements."
Xu Jing was helpless: "I know we have to wait for reinforcements, but we are going to investigate the situation now."
"Look at my token. Xu Jing, the deputy general of the T-shaped battalion of the Final General's Killing Army. These seventy-eight brothers are all brave and skilled soldiers. We are professionals in fighting monsters."
Zhang Shan nodded, with a little relief on his face: "That's great."
"So, you shouldn't stop us."
Zhang Shan shook his head, finally gathered some strength, and explained seriously: "No one can enter until the signal arrives. If we choose the alternative, the number of reinforcements is not enough. You guys wait first."
Xu Jing: "..."
He sighed and his face sank: "Soldiers, light your torches and burn them for me!"
Since it didn't make sense, and I was worried about casualties if I forced my way in, I could only use some 'cruel' methods.
Zhang Shan closed his eyes, leaned against the stone, turned a deaf ear and said nothing.
Just as Xu Jing and other soldiers were lighting torches one after another and were about to set the fire, there was the sound of horse hooves not far away.
Countless colorful flags were waving at various locations on the mountain trail.
The voices of the disciples of the Shi family rang out instantly, echoing in the mountains.
"Huijianmen, get in position."
"Subei Yang Family, Linshui Martial Arts School... is in place."
"Coupled with Xu Jing and other generals who defeated the weakened army, there are more than 200 reinforcements, so a backup plan is activated."
Zhang Shan opened his eyes, turned to the side of the mountain wall, and waved: "Follow me into the mountain and talk as you walk."
Xu Jing: "..."
The Zhang brothers completely ignored how ignorant Zhan Shuijun and the others were. He reached out and took out the map from his sleeve and unfolded it for Xu Jing to see.
There is a stack of straw paper placed on top of the map. There are many stains on the straw paper. It has obviously been looked at countless times.
Xu Jing was very upset, but he was a little curious, so he took a closer look. The writing on this piece of paper was simple and clear. Anyone who could read could probably understand it. Xu Jing considered himself a Confucian general, so of course he could understand it. .
Complicated and detailed instructions were clearly written on the entire piece of papyrus, but he didn't understand what these instructions were for.
Zhang Shan, on the other hand, acted as if he was sick, communicating with other people on the mountain seriously, and it seemed that he was really going to do all kinds of weird things that had no effect at all.
"What does it mean to take thirty breaths and set the bamboo forest on fire after throwing a stone?"
He saw the mark on the map and had no idea what it meant.
It's like a fortune teller on the street telling you some vague spells.
But it seems that the Zhang family brothers and reinforcements are coming in droves.
"On paper?"
Bah, this is an insult to others.
Xu Jing rolled his eyes. (Wise House Chinese has no pop-ups and is updated in a timely manner)
