"Jia Hai, that old guy was chasing too fast!" Lijiang carried the giant axe, but his light skills were not fast, and he fell at the end. Chi Xueyu chased from behind and was about to catch up with him.
Jia Hai looked back, and sure enough, although Chi Xueyu was older, his skills were still the same as before. He jumped a few feet and was already a few feet away from the Rijiang River. He could grab it with just a stretch of his hand.
"Tui Lin!" Jia Hai stopped and called Tui Lin loudly, while he dragged his gun back. Qing Tian and Jia Hai were always inseparable. When Jia Hai turned around, Qing Tian quickly turned over and returned, raising his gun and pointing towards Chi Xueyu stabbed away. Lan Yue also turned around to help in the battle, and the three of them attacked, just to save Li Jiang.
When Tui Lin heard the movement behind him, he grabbed the boss of the black-armored Burmese soldier and turned around to come over.
Chi Xueyu attacked with one claw, and crossed two spears in front of Lijiang, and Lijiang himself came to greet him with an axe. The three of them worked together to block the blow.
Obviously, Chi Xueyu became a little stronger.
Tui Lin carried the Burmese soldier boss and ran towards the four of them: "Hang the moon!"
Lan Yuexin understood what was going on, and when the movement behind her was approaching, she stretched out her hand and reached back, hugged Tui Lin, twisted around, and pushed him into the air. Tui Lin was pushed into the air by Lan Yue, threw his hand towards the leader of the Burmese soldiers in his hand, and kicked him in the waist and abdomen.
The poor Burmese soldier leader rolled his eyes immediately after being hit by this kick, and passed out. Like a meteor, it hit Chi Xueyu from mid-air.
"Lijiang, Lanyue, you go first!" Jiahai and Qingtian stopped Chi Xueyu with their guns. Lijiang and Lanyue didn't shirk. Knowing that their Qinggong was not good, they immediately turned around and ran away.
Chi Xueyu was about to use his strength to take down Qingtian and Jiahai, but he didn't want a black thing in the sky to rush towards him, so he had to abandon the two of them first to deal with the incoming thing from the air.
Qingtian and Jiahai took the opportunity to escape to the west with Tui Lin.
A claw reached out and clawed the black thing through. The leader of the Burmese soldiers screamed and died. The bright red blood slowly flowed down Chi Xueyu's arm, drenching him all over.
Chi Xueyu looked at the corpse in his hand and was filled with anger. It's true that he likes blood, but to be covered in blood like this is simply a naked tease for him. Immediately pulling away with one hand, the Burmese soldier leader was torn in half by the huge force, and the filthy thing fell towards Chi Xueyu.
Chi Xueyu moved his feet and swept away to avoid getting wet again.
"Chen Congwei! I want you all to obey the King of Hell today!" Chi Xueyu was furious and chased the fleeing people farther and farther away.
While Qingtian Jiahai and others were running away, the sound of wind started up again behind them. When he looked back, he saw Chi Xueyu passing by from a distance again, much faster than before.
"Jiahai, what should we do?" Qingtian and others asked Jiahai for advice again.
Jiahai shook his head: "There is no other way but to drag him here first."
"Okay! I'll go first!" Upon hearing this, Qingtian turned around to greet Chi Xueyu.
"Wait a minute, he's coming in a rage, and I'm afraid he can't be defeated by one person... In this way, you, me, and Lijiang will all take action to hold him down. After we have used him up for a while, Tui Lin and Lan Yue will come in as substitutes. You two They are all good at close combat, both offensive and defensive, so I expect they can resist! What do you think?" Jia Hai made a simple arrangement.
"It's all up to you!" the four said in unison. Qingtian Lijiang and Qingtian Lijiang were already approaching with weapons in hand.
Jia Hai didn't dare to neglect and followed closely behind. The three of them immediately surrounded Chi Xueyu and started fighting. Tui Lin and Lan Yue stood beside the battle group, ready to replace them at any time.
A fierce battle, flying sand and stones...
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The Yulin army was walking on the winding mountain road, and Liang Ying's thousands of men and horses delayed him, giving this army a chance to breathe. At this time, everyone was resting briefly, and everyone was busy making pots of rice.
Zhou Ziru stood outside the carriage, looking at the winding mountains and the looming flags in the mountains, silently calculating in his heart that this was the second dangerous place.
"Prime Minister Zhou, please have a meal." The soldiers brought the food, placed the bench, and prepared to help Zhou Ziru board the carriage.
Zhou Ziru waved his hand, casually took the bench and sat down: "Just stay here. How can you be so particular about running away?"
Just as he sat down, he casually grabbed a noodle cake from the bowl, but a hand stretched out from beside him and pulled the noodle cake away. Then, the sound of wolfing down could be heard from behind.
Zhou Ziru looked back and was stunned. Yi Xiaodao was standing behind him. The piece of dough he had just eaten was now half in his hand and half in his mouth.
"You..." Zhou Ziru was dumbfounded, a little unbelievable. He was obviously hurt so badly before...
Yi Xiaodao ate too quickly and choked. He grabbed the soup in front of Zhou Ziru and drank it in big gulps. When the soldiers on the side saw this scene, they did not dare to step forward to stop him. They turned around and ran away to prepare another meal.
"Why did your injury heal so quickly?" Zhou Ziru finally couldn't help it and asked.
Yi Xiaodao took the chopsticks from Zhou Ziru's hand again, picked up the vegetables and started eating with big mouthfuls, saying intermittently: "Country people...nothing else...just their body bones...hard!"
Zhou Ziru stood up and dragged Yi Xiaodao to the bench: "What are Wu Dinggong's plans next?"
Yi Xiaodao sat down and didn't bother to answer Zhou Ziru's words. He simply threw away his chopsticks, stretched out his hands to grab the vegetables and ate them, and ate the cakes as soon as he caught them. He quickly finished Zhou Ziru's few meals. .
"President Zhou, you are laughing." Yi Xiaodao smiled sheepishly.
"It's a blessing to be able to eat." Zhou Ziru also smiled and didn't care.
The soldier happened to bring another meal, and Yi Xiaodao quickly took it. He ate a lot, then stopped and burped: "Hiccup, what did Prime Minister Zhou just ask? "
Zhou Ziru shook his head and smiled bitterly, but did not ask any more questions.
Yi Xiaodao slapped his head and thought suddenly: "By the way, where is the old boy who hurt me?"
"Qing Tianjiahai and the others went to deal with him." Zhou Ziru said lightly.
Hearing this, Yi Xiaodao quickly stood up and said anxiously: "What! No, that old boy's technique is weird and evil. I'm afraid they will suffer!"
"Don't panic, Mr. Wu Ding. The eldest son of Xigui has already informed Chi Xueyu of his martial arts weakness. It is expected that nothing will happen to him."
Yi Xiaodao was dumbfounded, looking at Zhou Ziru's gentle smile, and after a while he smiled and said: "Prime Minister Zhou is really good at it. If that's the case, then I'm relieved." After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Where are Mr. Wu Dinggong going?" Zhou Ziru quickly called Yi Xiaodao.
Yi Xiaodao turned around and said, "Of course I'm going to Ancheng. What else does Prime Minister Zhou have to do?"
The two looked at each other for a moment, then Zhou Ziru slowly lowered his raised arm: "I also know that I can't stop Wu Dinggong, but... if Wu Dinggong leaves, I'm afraid that the people..."
Yi Xiaodao intercepted the words and said, "The people will definitely be able to live and work in peace and contentment."
"Even if Wu Dinggong has no intention, he still has hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses under his command..." Zhou Ziru no longer concealed it at this time, and directly exposed the topic: "Wu Dinggong recruited his soldiers and horses by himself. Logically speaking, the court should not have interfered. It's just...the imperial court can't worry about these many soldiers and horses..."
Yi Xiaodao turned around and stared at Zhou Ziru: "Is it the imperial court that is worried, or is Prime Minister Zhou worried?" Yi Xiaodao is not afraid of breaking through this layer of window paper. If he wants to leave now, who in the Yulin army can stay? Can you get him?
"Wu Dinggong is loyal to the court and His Majesty. Of course he knows the truth. However, the soldiers and horse brothers under his command are not like Wu Dinggong, right? They follow Wu Dinggong through life and death, just to fight for a future. Now the opportunity is in front of you. , who will let it go?" Zhou Ziru asked.
Yi Xiaodao was silent for a moment. Indeed, these soldiers and horses originally followed him just to have a good meal, but he has changed from Master Yi to Duke Wu Dinggong, and no one can guarantee that they will not get interested. For example, Wang Xuan, Yi Xiaodao knew what he was thinking...
Yi Xiaodao raised his head and asked, "What does Prime Minister Zhou think we should do?"
Zhou Ziru waved his hand: "These are the soldiers and horses under your command, Duke Wuding. Your Majesty has never asked about them, so how can I say anything? I just hope that Duke Wuding will not betray your Majesty, that's all for the court."
Yi Xiaodao moved a little closer to Zhou Ziru, causing the surrounding soldiers to become nervous and put their hands on the handle of the knife.
The two were face to face, just a stone's throw away.
"Does Prime Minister Zhou think Beiyi will go to war with Daqi?"
"meeting."
"Can the three kings from the north stop the Northern Yi?"
"I'm afraid it will be difficult."
"After the imperial court has pacified Xigui, will it still have the energy to continue the war with Beiyi?"
"No."
The two of them asked and answered questions. Yi Xiaodao's questions were tricky and important, and Zhou Ziru's answers were very clear and candid.
"If the three kings in the north cannot stop the Northern Yi, my hundreds of thousands of troops may come in handy." Yi Xiaodao said what was in his heart.
Zhou Ziru was shocked. It was not that he had never thought that Yi Xiaodao would do this. But every time he thought about Yi Xiaodao's origin, Zhou Ziru hesitated a little. A man who climbed up from the bottom as a beggar actually wanted to give up the soldiers and horses he had obtained. Money and food, glory and wealth. Can anyone really do it?
"I have long heard that Prime Minister Zhou is kind to people's hearts. Why don't you guess now, is what I said true or false?" Yi Xiaodao seemed to have seen through Zhou Ziru's thoughts and said with a chuckle.
Zhou Ziru slowly shook his head: "Wu Dinggong always acted unexpectedly, Zhou couldn't see it." At this time, facing Yi Xiaodao's eyes, Zhou Ziru did not dare to call himself an official, so he only called himself Zhou.
Yi Xiaodao lowered his eyes and said: "Prime Minister Zhou, I am a beggar. You know this. I have seen too many people in poverty. I have no intention of fighting for power and gain. I only hope that the people can live and work in peace and contentment and I have food to eat. If you have clothes to wear, if you have money, you can keep my moonlight, that's all."
"If Zhou Lianlian doesn't allow this, then..." Yi Xiaodao paused for a moment, and Zhou Ziru felt a blazing wave coming towards him, then went away quickly, and there was a slight layer of sweat on his body, which was due to the heat.
Zhou Ziru nodded: "This is the best thing that Mr. Wu Dining thinks. I hope Mr. Wu will not let down the court or your majesty..."
