The temperature drops sharply at night.
The iron brazier crackled and burned, the flames emitting heat to dispel the chill.
The flames only illuminated a corner of the lobby, which was still dim in the distance. The shadows on the wall swayed slightly as the flames danced, making it eerie. The mentally exhausted Shangshu tightened his thick clothes, as if this would keep him warmer. The light shone from the side on his old face, hiding in the shadows. Unclear expression.
Looking at Chunyang Yuzhenren and an old Western monk opposite me, I felt a bad feeling in my heart.
Yu Rong explained the details, including that more than 10,000 people were being sacrificed in blood, and clarified the pros and cons.
Zhe Shangshu understood the overall situation and the current crisis. After listening to the description, he immediately understood what to do at this moment and what the masters of the two religions wanted to say.
The skin on my old face is saggy, the bags under my eyes have grown long, and my cheeks have been trembling and dull for a long time...
After a long while, his lips trembled and he spoke.
"Two adults, the 200,000 troops reinforced by the imperial court have arrived in the afternoon. Tomorrow... our Yan Kingdom imperial court will send 400,000 troops, and the little old man will follow. I am the commander-in-chief. Even... even if the whole army is annihilated, I will take them to Yincao. .”
"..."
Silent, not to mention ordinary army soldiers, even Yu Rong and the old monk didn't know if they could come back.
"Shang Shu, please rest assured. The snake demon army sent 60,000 troops and the rest stayed behind. The same goes for Jiuli. The three-party alliance will definitely defeat the evil demons and protect the peace of the world." Yu Rong said calmly.
"It's good. What you say makes sense to the real person. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Evil cannot win over righteousness."
The old monk has a firm gaze, clear eyes and a will to die...
Zhe Shangshu is very sensible and does not complain that the practitioners are so powerful but cannot protect the common people. Complaining and shirk are meaningless. Many ministers in the court say nonsense and procrastinate in doing things and accomplish nothing. They complain in the court every day and shirk all kinds of responsibilities. He doesn't like trying to get credit, it's meaningless.
"Alas, the little old man has already earned enough by living for decades, but there are 400,000 people, 400,000 families, and more than a million relatives waiting for them outside..."
The old man was trembling all over and the corners of his mouth were trembling.
"Back then, the tribes in the wilderness were in rebellion in the border areas. Zhe led his troops to fight in several battles and killed more than 10,000 people..."
"Is it worth showing off with one general's achievements? It's bullshit! It's all bullshit!"
"I will never forget the moment when I returned to my hometown. Tens of thousands of people dressed in plain clothes waved soul-calling flags at me on both sides of the road, crying and calling out my names..."
"Zhang Daniu, Wu Youcai, Li Tie, Ma Shitou, Zhang Laoer, Dong Fugui, Liu Jiawa..."
"Come back, come back! Hun Xi is back!"
"I can't forget it. Every night when I fall asleep, I always dream of someone calling my name, over and over again. I can't forget it!"
"They said that I personally led those soldiers out to fight, and they would follow me back home after they die..."
The old minister Zhe was very emotional.
"Do you know? There are tens of thousands of lonely souls and wild ghosts behind me! If I had known this, I would rather resign and return home to spread the word. The lives of hundreds of thousands of people are too heavy, too heavy..."
Yu Rong and the old monk were silent, not knowing what to say. They sighed helplessly and left without saying a word. Only the old figure was left in the empty and dark hall, and the flames flickered lightly, bringing no warmth.
After a moment of silence, Shangshu Zhe gritted his teeth and picked up his brush to sign the military order.
Late at night, the exhausted soldiers and civilians in the barracks had already fallen asleep. The generals and the centurion held a meeting to determine whether to leave the customs tomorrow. No surprise. After hearing the news, many generals turned pale. However, military orders cannot be violated, and they were still willing to believe Shangshu Zhe. , after all, the old man is like a dazzling star in a world full of fat pigs.
In the early hours of the second night, the snake demon army received supplies from mercenary caravans and brought a large amount of gunpowder and arrows.
The Jiuli camp was very quiet. Mu Duo sat in front of the window and stared at the cold night sky in a daze. Xiaobai felt a little missed after not seeing him for several days. She did not think that Bai Jiao was a deserter and must have something to do.
At the snake demon army camp, Qiao Jin and several demon commanders arranged the details of their exit and also disposed of the remains of the fallen demon soldiers.
After being cremated according to the rules, they will be taken back to Nanhuang and scattered in the mountains and forests.
The busy night soon ushered in dawn.
The sun rises and the stars disappear.
There was no wind in the morning. I washed my face with cold water and had a meal with broth. The generals and officers yelled at the soldiers to organize their equipment. The sun had just risen in the sky and the fortress was already busy. The warehouse doors were wide open and civilians were loading grain and supplies into the trucks.
The heavy and thick city gate opened with a sharp and violent friction sound.
The cavalry rumbled out of the city in groups, acting as scouts to inquire about the military situation in advance.
The army quickly ran out of the city to reorganize. Qiao Jin thought the speed was too slow and simply let the baggage go through the city gate, directly lowering hundreds of ropes from the city wall to slide out of the city to regroup. Jiuli followed suit, and the efficiency was greatly increased.
Flags of various colors are blowing and ringing in the wind.
Under the banner of Zhe Zi Shuai, the old minister on the carriage looked back at the fortress that was gradually going away with a sad look on his face.
The strongman carries the coffin in front, there is no turning back...
Either leave the coffin for the enemy or yourself, there will always be a use for it.
They marched out of the city toward the basin surrounded by mountains in the wasteland. Unlike the usual large armies that required more civilians to work, they only carried seven days of rations. They would either win the battle with difficulty and have enough food to eat despite heavy casualties and casualties, or they would fail. , no need to worry about going back even if they are all dead.
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.
On the city wall.
Yuan Xiu, who was wearing a plain shirt, watched the army go away. The piles of corpses of the demons killed yesterday were still burning. The billowing smoke seemed to send off nearly half a million troops. By force of calculation, he could only see a dangerous scene with the word "death" in front of him, but there was a faint danger in the south. Vitality emerges...
"It's strange, I can't understand it more and more."
Little Ye Zi ignored the crazy scholar and watched a familiar sword light disappear in the sky.
"Sister, you must come back."
The wasteland is yellow and dusty.
…
The next day, we arrived at the mouth of the basin and set up camp.
After resting for one night and staying until the third day, hundreds of thousands of troops lined up in an offensive formation. The Yan Kingdom army was in the middle, the snake demon army was on the right and the Jiuli black and white troops were on the left. It looked pretty good so far, at least the black and white troops The two did not draw swords and fight face to face.
Qiao Jin rode Bai Yu's black horse to patrol and command.
Whether viewed horizontally, vertically or diagonally, the snake demon soldiers are in a straight line, consisting of spearmen, sword and shield soldiers, crossbowmen, and at the end is the firearms camp with bright armor and cold weapons. The spear phalanx is densely packed like a forest, with swords and shields. The soldiers stood at the front with shields as high as men, and the archers stood upright and motionless.
Suddenly, the gray death air dispersed, and the ground in the basin trembled and rumbled.
Black phalanxes slowly approached, and legions of evil monsters with sharp mouths and fangs appeared holding various rough weapons.
The human soldiers were breathing rapidly and their mouths were dry. They were much stronger than before. At least they could stand upright and hold their weapons. They were afraid. It was normal. Any human being would be afraid.
About six hundred paces away, the demon army stood facing each other.
Zhe Shangshu waved his hand.
Ten huge copper horns were carried out near the commander's flag. They were two feet long and had an opening as big as an iron pot in a military camp. They were found by Shangshu Zhe's soldiers in a dusty old warehouse of the Great Wall Fortress. They were engraved with inscriptions and were used by the powerful armies of the former Tang Dynasty. .
Ten shirtless strong men supported Howl, inhaled deeply, and blew hard...
Woo~!
The dull sound of the horn spread far and wide, seeming to awaken the fighting spirit in the hearts of the desperate soldiers.
A young soldier who had experienced yesterday's battle suddenly roared, and then more and more people roared in unison. The shouting was not about killing, thunder, or fighting, but just shouting at the top of his lungs. His face turned red and he raised his knife and roared. The sound wave dispersed. Dirty and dead air!
The evil army zombies and monsters took a step back unknowingly and were shocked!
Qiao Jin looked at Zhongjun and smiled.
"Someone in the human race has finally awakened..." Fupin Chinese
