Ten Thousand Loyal Souls, Ten Thousand Blood (5000-Word Chapter!)
Chapter 839:Ten Thousand Loyal Souls, Ten Thousand Blood (5000-Word Chapter!)
The gun shot out and flew out of town.
The pig baby stared at the trajectory of the crossbow, and her eyes were full of hope and expectation.
The Liao army, which guarded the oblique ylang, saw the crossbow and darted, and roared one by one, and yelled at the cynics of the law.
“Protect the General!”
“Protect the owner!”
“...”
However.
In the end, the speed of the Liaojun was a slow step.
The speed of the gun is amazing.
It was only in the blink of an eye that it flew in front of Jeru.
And he was terrified, and his face was terrified.
“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The crossbow hole pierced the body of Jeru, inserted into the body of a Liao army behind him, and killed the Liaojun on the spot.
The Liao army guards who flung to Jeriche first a staggered, and then rejoiced.
Although the gun was pierced by the slanted body of the law, it did not hurt.
Jericho was pulled off the horse by the great force of the rifle, and a large hole was broken on his shoulder.
The cold sweat suddenly came out of Jeru’s oblique forehead.
“The doctor!The doctor!”
The Liao army guards immediately gathered in a group and guarded the Yerez in the middle.
Yere rolled his eyes, holding on to the pain and not letting himself call out.
When the doctor in the army came over, he quickly helped him to heal.
On the head of the city.
The pig child clearly saw that the crossbow shot in the rifle and the rifle slanted, and the law fell off the horse.
He also clearly saw that the crossbow shot a large hole in the head of Jeerho's oblique-yant shoulder.
Shot in.
But not dead.
“Hush-hush.”
The pig girl beat the bed in front of her, shouting indignation, “Why is this?”
No one answered him.
All of them are still fighting in blood.
“Ah!”
The pig cried, feeling an unprecedented grievance.
He felt that even God was fighting against him, and he was almost, almost.
Outside the city.
Ye Rui simply bandaged the wound, and sat coldly on the horse's back.
His voice was hoarse and heavy and low, and he said, “Go also, and kill me the people of the city!”
The words were clearly spoken to the guards around him.
Look at me, I’ll look at you.
The guard commander hesitated: "General you have just been seriously injured, it is difficult to ensure that the enemy will not do anything to hurt the general again, or leave a team of people to protect the general you..."
Yeo hesitated, nodding his head coldly.
The captain of the guard picked up a few guards who were not afraid of death and blocked the Yerez, to avoid the cold arrows attacking again.
He personally led the other guards and rushed to the good watergawa fortress.
Strong guards joined in.
The small soldiers in the city seemed to be a little powerless.
But they are not afraid, and they are still entangled with the Liaojun.
Seeing his guards killing on the head of the city, he was about to kill the little soldiers, and there was a long-lost smile on his face.
Are you finally getting a good fortress?
“The General?”
Suddenly.
The guard around Jeru shouted in horror.
The rest of the guards looked at Jehoi's face with horror.
Jeru frowned, “Look at me, do I have flowers on my face?”
One of the guards swallowed a spit and stammered toward Jeru’s oblique nose.
“Your nose is bleeding.”
Ye frowning into a Sichuan letter, felt the nose hot, raised his hand, touched a sap of black blood.
“This...”
Jeriche looked at the black blood on his hands and was stunned.
Immediately.
Black blood continued to come out of the oblique nostrils of Jericho, and black blood came out in the ears, eyes, and mouth.
Seven holes of blood.
Signs of poisoning.
“The General!The doctor!The doctor!”
The guards shouted at the Jeru as they squealed, shouting at the doctor in the army.
However.
Jeremiah did not survive until the doctor arrived.
His face fell to the ground and died.
The three souls frightened by the guards lost seven.
A brain rushing up, but it can't save the life of Jeru.
Why is Jealousy poisoned?
The root cause is also on the pig's gun.
You know, the pig's gun was not given to him by Ge Er's egg, but by the military doctor in the army.
And this military doctor, before joining the army, had followed the Fahai Lao Dao medicine at Datong College Medical College.
The old Fahai Dao has a well-known nickname, the poison doctor.
The military doctor in the army, only when he handed the pig's gun, smeared a layer of poison on the tip of the gun.
Colorless and odorless, a deadly poison.
Jeru died under this poison.
When the Liao Army's doctor hurried over, Jeeryu was dead and could not die again.
“There is no rescue...”
Hearing the diagnosis of the Liaojun doctor, one guard looked at each other.
“What to do?”
“Heck the soldiers, escort the general’s body back to Beijing.”
An older bodyguard made the decision.
The other guards nodded their heads.
“Wow . . .
The sound of gold’s trumpet sounded.
The Liao army, who was fighting on the head of the city, breathed a sigh of relief.
The battle has continued until now, and each of them has retreated.
They can naturally judge that the battle has lasted until this scene, and then fights, it has little meaning.
Fifty thousand Liao army elite, killed to the present, there are less than a thousand left.
Even if they take a good fortress, they can’t do anything else.
After hearing the sound of gold's trumpet.
The Liaojun soldiers unthinkingly withdrew from the well-sealed Shuikawa Fortress.
When they left, they looked deeply at the beautiful river that had been stained red with blood, and the angry and immature face on the good river.
The kingdom of Yan, experienced the baptism of this war.
They will be in the surrounding countries.
The reason is nothing.
The people of Yan are not afraid to die.
The older generation of Yan Guo was killed by them a lot.
But the Yan country also passed this war and honed the Yan people who were not afraid of death in the next generation.
The army withdrew, and the withdrawal was rushed.
Only the battlefields were left full of corpses, and a group of wild beasts that devoured corpses without scruples outside the city.
on the wall.
Only less than a hundred soldiers remained, one by one, and there was no joy after victory.
They sat on the ground, looking up at the sky, their minds blank.
The meaning of war, even now, they have not understood.
“Wow . . .
Crying like a cry, attracted the attention of the small soldiers who were lying on the wall.
Follow the reputation.
I saw a sad crying pig baby sitting in front of the bed.
The soldier of the spare time gathered in front of the pig baby and asked in a low voice, “What are you crying about?”
The pig choked, “I’m sorry for my dog brother, and I’m sorry for Uncle Ge?”
The soldier imitated the old soldier's head and asked the pig's baby, "It is because you shot the big general in Liaoguo, but did not shoot the dead man's house?"
The pig shrugged her tears and nodded heavily.
The little soldier said with ammentation: "I can see clearly, the Liao Guo General, seven holes bled to death..."
“Ah?”
The pig’s face was trembling.
He rushed down in front of the soldier and asked excitedly, “Is it really dead?”Was I shot?“Did I shoot?”
The soldier pretended to be a deep groping chin with only a small pinch of fluff, and he said, "We don't seem to have hurt him except you, and he is dead now, which must be related to you."
The sadness and grievances in the pig's heart were replaced by surprise.
He doesn’t care what’s hidden in there.
As long as the Liao will be killed by him.
The pig girl climbed excitedly to the dog's body and shouted, "Do you see the dog brother?"Did you see it?I really killed a man with the name of Jeru, which is what you said.
The pig had no idea how big a man he had killed.
All he knew was that he had completed the end-of-life exhortation of the dog and Ge two eggs.
It is getting dark.
The little soldiers of God suddenly began to cry.
Without the care of uncles, they really did not know what to do in this battlefield full of corpses.
Sadness came to mind, and in addition to crying, they were crying.
“Dolls, don’t cry.”
Wang Xing clung to the flagpole, stumbled and climbed to the side of the soldiers, the voice hoarsely comforted.
He actually wants to cry more than anyone else.
But he knew he couldn’t cry anymore at this time.
The old men died, but there were still these children.
These children also need people to carry, they need to be taken care of when they grow up, and they need someone to pass on the loyalty of the faithful mountain.
“Grandfather King...”
A small soldier saw the king's line and cried and cried and threw himself into the arms of the king's line.
One by one, a small soldier entered the king's arms and cried with a voice.
The king stood there so straight, comforting them, and accompanying them to tears.
Wait until the soldiers cry.
Wang Xing whispered, “Dolls, go and move all the bodies of your uncles into the city, and don’t let the wolves go away...”
The soldiers nodded their heads in tears.
They lit a huge bonfire on the head of the city, illuminating the half-good waterway fortress.
The soldiers gathered together three or five, lit torches, and converged on the bodies on the wall.
There are not many bodies on the wall, and most of them are under the walls.
Wait until the body on the wall has been closed.
The king let the dolls rest for a moment, and then went to the outside of the wall to collect the bodies.
Gradually dawn.
Tired dolls sleep against the wall.
Wang Xing alone carried a wooden basin full of water, and carefully wiped the bodies of the soldiers who had been carried to the good waterway fortress.
“You guys aren’t damned dead, old man, damn, but he’s still alive right now.”How do you let the old man live?”
The king was broken and meditating, while helping the old brothers to wipe their bodies.
“The Rumble...”
The roaring horseshoes sounded.
After Wang Xing heard it, he first stopped, and his ears heard the familiar pace, and he understood what.
At that moment, Wang Xing will gather together the awakened soldiers and let them follow them in the parade.
Outside the city.
The two days and two nights of Yang Wu, the closer the good water river fortress, the colder the heart.
The good waterway fortress was quiet and no sound could be heard.
But the heavy smell of blood could not hide from Yang Wu’s nose.
He can be sure that the enemy has attacked the well-water fortress, and the good water river fortress has experienced a major war.
What the outcome is is not yet known.
Just look at the quiet and good water river fortress, anyone can guess, the results are certainly not very optimistic.
“Oh, hey!”
“Honestly!Faster than then!”
Yang Wu fought hard to beat the crowed horse and urged the horse to move forward quickly.
“Broar”
Yang Wu led the soldiers under him rushed into the good water river fortress like a torrent.
Just entered the door.
Yang Wu tightened the horse reins and stood in the same place.
The men who followed Yang Wu also stood in the same place.
See only.
In the theater of the good water river fortress, the corpses were densely packed.
An old pawn, holding a broken flag, led a small army of less than a hundred people, stood there.
Wait until the 5th of Yang arrives.
The old pawn straightened his waist pole, and the voice shouted hoarsely, “But the five generals face to face?”
Yang Wu's throat seemed to be blocked a large stone, opened his mouth, but only said a word.
“Yes...”
The old man heard the words, led the small army of hundreds of people, and shouted together.
"Be instructed to hold a good fortress for 100,000 rejuvenation old psalms."Three days ago, the Liao people came to attack, and I waited to fight to death.In this battle, the revival of the old man no one retreated.The throttle will be Yeru, the throng of the Liao army fifty thousand...
Now the Liao people have lost their defeat, and the remaining soldiers in the inferiority rate have been specially restored."
Yang Wu stared at his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were red: “One hundred thousand brothers... there are only you left?”
“Hang on”
Yang Wu jumped off the horse, red eyes rushed to Wang Xing, chagrined: "We ... come late..."
One word is that we are late.
Let the king cry on the spot.
Suddenly, everyone was crying.
One hundred thousand people is gone.
Who can not be sad.
However.
Sadness is sadness, but no one complains that Yang is late.
Yang Wu has the responsibility of Yang Wu.
Reviving the old psalm has the duty to revive the old.
Yang Wu arrived on the second day after the war.
It shows that Yang Wu has tried everything to go.
Just to see what he lost was a single coat and a knife, which was enough to know.
After the crying.
Wang Xing choked up Yang Wu and said, “Five generals, and many brothers’ bodies outside the city, don’t let them be taken away by wolves.”The vile will take them back to the faithful mountain.”
Yang Wu nodded heavily, and immediately sent his soldiers out of the good water river fortress to collect the bodies of the old psalmists.
One of the dead old man’s dead bodies came back.
Every Yanjun soldier who went to converge the body did not look good.
They played against the Liao Army outside the Three Passes, and did not hurt a soldier.
But this good waterway fortress buried 100,000 old people.
From the corpses of the old pawns, they can easily judge how terrible the war was at that time.
Many of the old soldiers, even if they were dead, still held the bodies of the Liaojun.
100,000 old ones.
More than 50,000 of them died fighting with the Liao army.
different places.
They may not have an old man.
Each of them has a lot of respect for the old man.
Yang Wu's own soldiers looked at the battlefield, and their eyes returned to Yang Wu's side in a low voice: "The Liao people who killed the sky... the general, it is too bad..."
Yang Wu looked up at the sky and gritted his teeth, "This blood debt, we want to get it back from the Liao people."
“Oh, yeah!”
The bodies of the old psalms were carried into the good waterway fortress.
One by one, it was washed flat.
Some of the people who have lost their heads and rotten their stomachs have also been stitched tightly.
Because it is summer.
The body is not easy to release for a long time.
So after washing it clean, it was burned with fire.
Then put the ashes into the altar.
The ashes of an altar.
In the field of play is full of densely packed places.
Yang Wu personally took tens of thousands of soldiers and paid tribute to them.
worship them later.
Yang Wu found the flagpole and taught the king of the soldiers.
“Old king, whatever you ask, you can mention it.”I’ll send someone to tell my 7th brother.He will answer.”
Wang Xing let the little soldiers guard the ashes of the altar, he sat on the floor, whispered to Yang Wu: "The inferiority wants to send the old brothers back to Zhongyi Mountain, and ask the general to help the inferiority."
Yang Wu solemnly nodded, "This is right, even if you don't say it, I will do it."I have prepared the soldiers to send their brothers back to the Spirit of the mountain, and sent ten thousand soldiers to accompany them.
But on the way, anyone who touches a brother who insults him can be cut off from the ground and does not have to play."
Wang Xing nodded slowly, he looked sideways toward the position of the soldiers, hesitated, and said, “Can the general play your majesty and let these children enter the Renaissance Academy?”
Yang Wu's heart was rubbed, and he whispered with red eyes: "They ... may be the only remaining loyal men... you really want to send them to the battlefield again... don't leave some incense for Zhongyi Mountain?"
Wang Xing bowed his head and said, “The fire of the faithful mountain is on the mountain of faithfulness.”The fire of the faithful mountain is in the hearts of the people of Yanguo.As long as the Yan Guo is not extinct, the incense of the faithful mountain will not be extinct.
If the Yanguo is destroyed, what can these dolls stay in Loyao Mountain?
This is also the collective choice of the old brothers.
Otherwise, they will not take these dolls to the battlefield.
In addition, the inferiority is also a little selfish.
The rejuvenation of the martial arts is the best martial arts court in our country.
From there, all the soldiers came out, each of them took important positions in the army.
The dolls fought bloody battles this time, and this credit is worth their study in the Renaissance Academy.
In a few years, they will be the backbone of my country.
Who will dare to bully us at that time?”
Yang Wu slowly got up and sent a military salute to the king.
Wang Xing could not see, but he felt the respect of Yang Wu.
The next day.
The sky is bright.
The ashes of the rejuvenated old psalm have been loaded.
Wang Xing took his flagpole and sat in the front of the spiritual car.
Under the escort of tens of thousands of soldiers, a huge team of spirit cars set foot on the way back.
It’s just the sadness that makes people sad.
When it comes.
One hundred thousand rejuvenated.
When he returned, there was only one king left.
And those little soldiers were left with Yang Wu by the king.
Really should have that word.
This time, he went to the end of the hundred battles, and he walked on the mountain of righteousness.
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