Yuan Shouren and Yuan Shouyi are no longer the two arrogant and arrogant young men they were before. After their deaths, Yuan Futong brought them back to the dark clouds. Infused with the power of She Bi Zhi, they came back to life again.
A person is in the state of soul death and becomes bloodthirsty. His flesh and blood are as strong as those of an ox, and his fangs are as sharp as those of a zombie.
The other person has a dead soul, is churning with ghost energy, is haunted by evil spirits, and acts like a ghost.
The memory of his life was somewhat broken, and it was only through the blessing of She Bi Shi that he could barely be restrained by his biological father.
But now that they saw the enemy who killed them right in front of them, and with Yuan Futong's permission, the cruelty and bloodthirsty in their hearts could no longer be tolerated. Like tigers coming out of their cages, they rushed towards Meng Chang from left to right.
Before Yuan Shouyi arrived, the ghosts struck first, and several fierce ghosts rushed towards Mengchang, vowing to rip out his liver and lungs.
Chen Qi has always been the one to deal with such supernatural ghosts.
This does not mean that Mengchang has no way to deal with it.
Pulled by his will, the majestic blood energy was stimulated from his whole body, and the cold murderous aura turned into a thin blood mist all over Mengchang's body.
The ghost claws stretched into the blood mist, and immediately seemed to have entered boiling oil. The ghost energy was evaporated by the blood mist and disappeared.
Ghosts are not suitable for appearing on the battlefield. If it weren't for the unique power of Shebi Zhi, in a place like the battlefield with so much murderous intent and full of evil spirit, ghosts would surely die if they touched it.
Even with the protection of Shebishi, these evil ghosts who were turned into ghosts could not withstand the blood and murderous energy that Meng Chang had accumulated in the fighting of thousands of troops.
Under the influence of the noble life, the blood power in Mengchang's body is no longer the incomplete version that he had to lie down for ten days for one minute when facing Jingren.
It can't be used up, it can't be used up at all.
Seeing that Li Gui was useless, Yuan Shouyi was more cautious, slowed down a little, and let the brainless elder brother get on first while he waited for the opportunity.
His soul is sound, his memory is broken, but his sanity remains.
Yuan Shouren turned into a zombie, and his body was driven entirely by instinct, making it simpler and more crude.
The sharp claws popped out, and the nails like fine steel met Zuo Mengchang's spear.
The spear hit Yuan Shouren's body several times, but failed to break through the armor. The corpse's skin was as pliable and elastic as Cong Cong's.
After several rounds in a row, Yuan Shouren's body seemed to have been strengthened. The fine iron-embellished spear head was poked and broken, but it could not be injured at all.
Meng Chang, who was on the left, was a little annoyed. Faced with the approaching zombies, he threw down his spear in anger, grabbed Yuan Shouren's neck with one hand, pressed it against his restless mouth, and punched the flesh with the other hand to punch the blood.
This move was used by Meng Chang when he was fighting Congcong. Layers of hot energy and blood penetrated into Yuan Shouren's body. The energy and blood that was designed to defeat evil spirits kept impacting Yuan Shouren's body. Bixi's corpse energy has become less effective, and the more he fights, the less it becomes.
The zombie, who was not afraid of pain under the heat wave, struggled and roared.
This scene also frightened the demons lingering around Meng Chang. Sure enough, what kind of master would breed the kind of demons, and Yuan Shouyi became more and more afraid to step forward.
Looking at Yuan Shouyi, who was watching the audience as if they were spectators, Yuan Futong was so angry that he jumped to his feet and cursed.
"Guizi, why are you still watching? Go and help your elder brother."
Yuan Shouyi looked at his eldest brother and father viciously, and howled in anger. Unable to fully control his body, he instinctively opened his mouth wide and screamed, without the hoarseness of his broken vocal cords at first.
The sharp sound passed into the ears of Mengchang and the surrounding humanoid monsters, and the wailing of the demons penetrated the ears like a demonic sound, irritating the eardrums and making people's heads hurt.
The humanoid monsters knelt on the ground in pain, holding their heads and slapping the ground. Some even lay directly on the ground and rolled over, trying to get rid of this weird sound wave from their minds.
Meng Chang was not affected much, but because of this scream, he sobered up a lot. He looked at the brother on the left with some confusion as he grabbed Yuan Shouren's body and kept whipping it. The brother on the right waved two short halberds. He kept shooting a light red blood mist at the surrounding ghost figures.
Not far away was Yuan Thief, who was angrily cursing Yuan Shouyi.
The surrounding monster army was kneeling down with their heads held in their hands. Yuan Futong was even more angry: "Guizi, what are you doing? Are you helping this little thief, or are you helping your big brother?"
Memories came to mind, and Meng Chang smacked his tongue: "My dear, it's so fierce. Which god gave me a plug-in, and I can hang it up to upgrade."
After coming back to his senses, Meng Chang no longer thought about it. Being pestered by Er Yuan had already consumed a lot of energy and blood. If he didn't take action, he would be exhausted just standing there.
Controlling his left hand, he blasted Yuan Shouren with a punch, ending his nightmare. He reined in his horse, turned around and dug out the moon, and used his hands covered with the power of blood to catch Yuan Shouyi, who was flying around in the sky and wailing like a fly. down.
Yuan Shouyi's howling stopped, and he was shocked. This man was like crazy. He rushed forward with a knife and a gun. How could he suddenly turn around? Could it be that he was playing the role of me?
Under the sudden attack, Yuan Shouyi was fished out, just like falling into a frying pan. He was repeatedly washed away and evaporated by the surging power of Qi and blood. After a while, the black smoke from the seven orifices dissipated, and the dilapidated body was filled with more than the corpse. The energy dissipated and fell into a ball on the ground like mud.
After dealing with the two brothers from the Yuan family, Meng Chang finally felt refreshed and his thoughts were clear. These two annoying flies had become like this, so they probably wouldn't be forcibly resurrected again.
Looking at the humanoid monsters around him who were still being stimulated by the screams of the ghosts and were unconscious, Meng Chang raised a knife with one hand to fight back at Yuan Futong.
"Old thief, the pain today is just like the pain outside Fengyang City in the past, retaliation for retaliation, whoever takes your life is Chongcheng Mengchang?"
Without waiting for Yuan Futong's reply, Mengchang gently stroked the red rabbit and drove his horse forward at full speed.
"Blood debts are paid with blood. I, Mengchang, always keep my word. Red Rabbit, hold on a little longer and avenge the blood of my good man from Northern Xinjiang."
When Yuan Futong saw this, he ignored his feelings for his son and ran away, forgetting all his previous heroic demeanor.
He is not like Chonghouhu, who has become a prince and polished his body.
Looking at his fat belly, Yuan Futong sighed. After all, he was hurt by wine and sex.
"Tie Yuan, please leave. Do you dare to fight me?"
The coach fled and the rebels were in chaos.
The pressure on the Chongcheng Army dropped sharply, and after avoiding the mad soldiers, they immediately launched a pursuit of Yuan Futong's camp.
Going crazy? All gifts in destiny have a price, and if you leave them alone for a while, these people will perish on their own.
Wen Zhong felt relieved when he saw this. After ordering the four generals of the Demon Family to deal with the Three-Eyed Giant as soon as possible, he rode Mo Qilin alone and rushed into the black clouds in the mist.
Mo Li Qing, Mo Li Hai, and Mo Li Hong stopped watching the battle, took out their magic weapons, and bombarded the Three-Eyed Giant with feng shui and fire.
I could see that Mo Lishou, who was beaten with a bruised nose and face, was still complaining as he was limping with half of his arm hanging down.
"Brothers are not kind. Fourth brother, I have just had my fun and am about to go on a killing spree. Why did my brothers suddenly intervene?"
That mouth is the toughest in the whole body.
"Ku! Ku! Ku!" After all, it was the impatient Moli Hong who couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud, and then the other two brothers couldn't hold it back either and started laughing.
Mo Lihai was so ashamed that his face turned red, and he said that he would fight quickly next time and not let his brothers interfere.
The war is coming to an end.
After all, Yuan Futong's Dragon Horse was not as good as Red Rabbit. After eating a while of exhaust gas, Red Rabbit fell down from exhaustion. The distressed Meng Chang leaned down and stroked Red Rabbit's fur.
Yuan Futong withdrew to Beihai with the remaining defeated troops.
There seemed to be a terrifying battle taking place in the black cloud, and dragons and apes kept crying.
It didn't take long. After a moment of commotion, Wen Zhong flew out with Mo Qilin, who was covered in injuries. As soon as he landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The generals at Chaoge were extremely concerned. Fortunately, Wen Zhong stretched out his hand to express that he was fine, so the generals were relieved.
An hour later, the berserk soldiers gradually calmed down, and the Chongcheng Army stepped forward to silently save them from the subsequent pain.
After Wen Zhong had adjusted his energy and blood, he led Chaoge's generals into the Chongcheng Army's camp.
All that's left is for the heavily damaged Chongcheng Army to clean up the battlefield and collect the bones of their comrades, so as to avoid the tragic incident of demons controlling their comrades turning against each other again.
As for the North Sea rebels? Cleaning up the last hit, a fire burned away the sin.
The generals listened to orders outside the tent, and Zhao Bing was sent to the medical camp for treatment. This guy resisted the attack alone for four hours. He held on in front of the camp gate for as long as the enemy troops rushed. His abundant physical strength made Chao Ge and others The general admired him. If the enemy army had not fled in the end, Zhao Bing would have died of exhaustion on the battlefield.
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After the war.
The generals of the Chongcheng Army, including Meng Chang, looked at each other in silence outside the tent. Listening to the fierce shouting and swearing in the tent, they subconsciously lowered their heads and silently counted the gravel on the ground.
The angry Wen Zhong in the tent did not save any face for Chonghou Hu, and scolded him to the fullest.
It was not that he was scolded for being afraid of the enemy, but that he did not retreat in time. In the end, he made excuses for himself and sacrificed tens of thousands of soldiers alive.
Many of these soldiers are the backbone of their families, the fathers of their children, the husbands of their wives, and the sons of their parents. Just to perform such a bloody battle for Wen Zhong, the people at home who were eagerly looking forward to the return of their loved ones lost their loved ones forever.
"Chonghou Hu, Chonghou Tiger, you are not only insulting my IQ, Wen Zhong, but also insulting all the heroic souls who sacrificed their lives for the Beihai Rebellion."
"Are you worthy of your family name? Are you worthy of the trust and responsibility of the entire Northern Xinjiang?"
"Take your people and go back to Chongcheng."
"I will spare your life this time. You must no longer do whatever you want in matters in Northern Xinjiang. In the future, you must work hard to restore people's livelihood in Northern Xinjiang."
"I will report to the king to send more troops to Sanshan Pass and Hangu Pass to guard the Zhou Kingdom. You can't make me feel cold again."
The scolding gradually subsided, Chonghou Hu lowered his head, and began to mobilize the Chongcheng army to assemble. The army repaired for three days and then returned to Chongcheng.
The entire Chongcheng coalition army had no voice. This battle was too fierce. The three divisions were completely lost, and the central and rear armies also suffered heavy losses.
The remaining people are less than one-third of those at the time of the expedition. They have to take their comrades with them on the way home, which will only make them heavier and sadder along the way.
This is war.
Meng Chang felt quite relaxed and was about to pack his things with the army, sighing that he could finally go home to reunite with his parents and little sister.
The cold figure of Chonghou Hu appeared and dropped a cold word.
"It is rumored that the Grand Master has ordered that Chongcheng Army Zhao Bing and Meng Chang will be temporarily transferred to the Great Shang Army Formation from now on."
"You and Zhao Bing don't have to go back. Tomorrow, as soon as we leave, you two can go to the Grand Master's tent to listen."
Meng Chang was shocked and subconsciously contradicted him.
"Why?"
