Chapter 185 Chapter 185: Rebellion in Xiaocheng (Twenty-Five) [Please vote]
"Where do you think that barbarian settled two people of unknown origin?" The bearded man sat in his tent. , under the service of the soldiers, he took off his heavy armor, opened his mind, and was shirtless. There was a basin full of water in front of him.
The messenger soldier bent down to reply.
“Yes, it was specially arranged by the Major General.”
The bearded man: “Did he say anything?”
The soldier who sent the message: "The Major General said that it is cleaner over there. Even if there is an enemy attack at night, the two distinguished guests will not be disturbed. They are safe."
The bearded man suddenly let out a sneer.
Contempt: "Barbarians are just barbarians. They act willfully without any sense of the overall situation. Apart from brute strength, what else do they have left?"
The Messenger Soldiers are a private tribe of bearded men.
He followed the bearded man's words and said: "The general is absolutely right. The young general is really messing around this time. Do you want to tell me..."
The bearded man raised his hand to stop him.
He said: "No, the old guy has been partial to this bastard for more than a day or two. Even if he said it, I would be the one who was scolded in the end. Don't worry about this matter. If something happens, it will just be done. Old guy, let’s see what his treasure is.”
The messenger soldier pursed his lips and lowered his head.
The "old man" mentioned by the general in front of him is none other than his biological father, and he is also the culprit who ignored all the privileges given to the barbarian youth. However, the messenger soldiers are the bearded man's private tribe, not the old general's.
In private, these disrespectful names can only be forgotten, and we dare not reveal even a single word, otherwise the whole family will lose their lives.
The bearded man didn't even look at the cowardly look of the messenger soldier who lowered his head and hunched his shoulders. He opened his arms slightly, and his concubine, who was pretending to be a soldier, twisted the cloth and squatted down to help him wipe his smelly upper body. Wherever the wet cloth passes, the hot and sticky skin is wiped away.
The concubine took another ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.
Looking at the red marks on the joints caused by the thin ropes, he felt distressed and said, "Alas... why does the general have to suffer so much? No matter how great his achievements are, isn't he going to take most of them away in the end?"< br>
Although the weather is getting colder now, wearing armor all day long still makes you stink of sweat. The armor tether can cut the skin through the lining. The "barbarian" wore shoulder armor and skirt as if he were wearing armor, as casually as if he was on an outing or party.
Anyone else would have been scolded.
When it was the young man's turn, nothing happened.
Who doesn’t know that the old general is partial to the creaking nest?
The bearded man touched his concubine's delicate and soft hands, closed his eyes and enjoyed the process of gently applying the medicine, and sneered: "What's the point of this? Who wants this old man to have sex with a barbarian girl in his late life?" Such a barbarian is so talented..."
After Xiaocheng was captured, the credit belongs to that barbarian; if Xiaocheng cannot be captured, 70% to 80% of the responsibility will be his.
"He is very talented, and you are not bad either." She bent down and picked up the armor one by one, and put them on the shelf one by one. The whole set was not very heavy and weighed close to thirty kilograms. " Aren’t you also able to transform into a martial armor? Isn’t it tiring to wear this big thing all day long?”
The bearded man put his feet, which had been suffocating all night, into the cold water. The chill spread all over his feet, and goosebumps appeared on his back. He sighed, rubbed the soles of his feet, and sneered without raising his head: "What does a woman know?"
A brave warrior can transform into armor, but the armor cannot be maintained for a long time and requires a lot of weapons. gas. Martial energy is something that doesn't matter how much it is when nothing happens, but it doesn't matter if you waste it at critical moments.
Generally speaking, generals wear armor at all times.
In case of unexpected emergencies.
Only these women who know nothing and only care about lightness, and that barbarian think that with martial arts armor, there is no need to wear armor. The bearded man took a simple bath under the service of his concubine, and his mood improved a lot. In addition, he looked at the beauty under the lamp...
"Beauty, come!"
He smiled and licked his dry lips, then lifted his concubine in his arms and moved her behind the screen. Not to mention, this soldier's clothes do have a certain taste when worn on my concubine.
After a while, there was a strange sound in the camp that made people blush and stir their imagination. Those who love concubines are still ashamed and deliberately suppress them, but men with beards don't care and can be happy however they want.
The guards outside the tent heard clearly.
The eyes look at the nose, and the nose looks at the heart.
Even though the old general repeatedly rebuked his son for taking women to the battlefield for fun, this man was forgetful and did not take the old father's words to heart at all. The personal guard didn't even dare to remind the bad guy. This master was not easy to talk to.
As time went by, he attacked the city and captured the territory with overwhelming force, until the enemy was exhausted and begged for mercy.
He smiled, preparing to take a short rest and directly attack the enemy's main camp, winning the battle in one fell swoop. Just when he was blowing the final attack bugle, a short, sharp, high-pitched sound came from outside the tent. The sound startled him so much that his hand slipped.
“Get wild!”
Stop the engine midway!
He got up and left the battlefield in anger.
He casually gathered his clothes, his face still livid and angry after being frightened, and his eyes were blazing as he stared at the person who interrupted him.
Unexpectedly, the messenger soldier gasped and said: "Big, big thing is bad - the rear camp, there is a fire in the direction of the rear camp!!!"
After the bearded man heard it clearly, he suddenly stared. With his big copper bell eyes, he grabbed the collar of the messenger soldier, lifted him up and scolded him: "What! What did you say about the fire? ”
The messenger soldier pointed in the direction outside the camp.
Before he could catch his breath, the bearded man was angry and anxious. He threw the messenger soldier away and strode outside the tent.
I saw bursts of noise coming from the direction of the back camp. The fire had grown in size in just a few breaths, and figures of people running around in a panic could still be vaguely seen.
“What happened?”
He growled at the captured soldier.
“Or is the enemy attacking at night?”
The captured soldiers did not know.
Not only him, but also the guards guarding outside the main tent did not know the specific situation. All this happened so suddenly, if the messenger soldiers hadn't rushed over in a hurry, they wouldn't even have reacted.
When did the enemy sneak in?
When was the sneak attack?
How many people are there?
Don't know at all.
Even the soldiers near the rear camp didn't know. They only knew that the frightened cattle and sheep were on fire, and they were rushing in all directions. The wooden fence was smashed like paper.
The nearby camps suffered a disaster.
One rush and one collapse!
In the camp, the soldiers who had already put on their clothes and slept let out short, shrill screams. They only had time to feel the pain before they died.
Some soldiers wanted to kill them with weapons, but they underestimated the speed and strength of these cows and sheep after being frightened and running wildly.
Those soldiers who overestimated their strength were knocked to the ground, the cow's hooves trampled on their heads, and the sound of broken ribs could be clearly heard.
One kick cracks the sternum, the other kick leads to hell!
The fighting ability of cattle is not bad, and those sheep are not bad either.
Their hair is thicker and thicker than that of cattle, and the fire is stronger. They carry the flames wherever they rush. The tents that were washed down were set on fire in a short time. The rebel soldiers were in a hurry...
It is necessary not only to put out the fire but also to control these animals.
However, they were leaderless and failed to control the frightened cattle and sheep at the first time. It was destined that when they really dispersed, the situation would run wildly in an uncontrollable direction.
The bearded man came in wearing military armor, and the fire was already blazing into the sky.
All the food, grass and baggage were in the fire!
Looking at this scene, his eyes were splitting.
"He Fang Xiaoxiao is attacking my camp!"
His anger was deep in his Dantian, his voice was like thunder, and the power of a brave warrior spread out in all directions like a wave.
With the gun in his hand, he shot through the cow that was running madly!
With such a huge impact, his lower body was rooted to the ground.
With a loud shout, his arm muscles bulged.
One shot lifted the cow that was moaning before its death and threw it away.
The cow was bleeding profusely. It fell heavily to the ground and raised dust. It moved its limbs and soon ran out of breath. But the bearded man's move could not stop the other crazy cattle and sheep. The fire spread at an extremely fast speed as they ran wildly.
"Thief! Come out and die!" The bearded man's eyes were red.
This scene was something he never expected.
As for the "thief who attacked at night" in his mouth, there was no trace of him. He was roaring angrily here, more like an incompetent rage.
"This...this is really..."
In the secret, Zhai Le stared at this scene with his mouth open.
They wanted to use these cattle and sheep to make a fuss, but they just poisoned them! It's not that they don't want the fire attack to cause civil strife in the rebel camp, but they have no supplies and it's very difficult to execute. But unexpectedly, in just a short nap, the cattle and sheep were collectively set on fire.
The sky is full of bright sparks falling from the sky.
After a few breaths, the situation was completely out of control.
This also means that there is a second force secretly!
Zhai Le said: "Brother, it's definitely Brother Shen and the others!"
This is also the only goal that can be thought of at the moment.
Zhai Huan took his cousin's arm and prepared to take advantage of the chaos to sneak out of the rebel camp. Regardless of whether it was Shen Tang or not, and no matter how they did it, once these soldiers suppressed the chaotic situation, it would be their brothers who would be liquidated.
They are here to cause trouble, not to die.
The best thing to do is to leave before anyone reacts!
Boom!
In the firelight, a dark green martial energy shot out!
Zhai Le pulled his cousin behind him with his backhand and raised his hand to form a large shield as tall as a person. Unexpectedly, the unfamiliar martial energy was so powerful that it forced him to take half a step back before he could barely stabilize his body.
He was horrified, and in the next second he transformed into armor and his shield into a weapon, and stepped forward to attack!
Cang!
Almost at the same moment, the giant knife chopped off his head!
Zhai Huan and Zhai Le are brothers who work together tacitly. Almost as soon as they were pulled back, he took action to encourage Wen Xin.
The two of them worked together to repel the incoming attacker with one blow.
When the person stood still, Zhai Le was surprised: "Is it you?"
The person only wore one shoulder armor, half skirt armor, and snake-patterned wrist guards on his arms. There was no protection for other vital parts of his body. Isn't he the young man who had a very pleasant chat with Brother Shen not long ago?
Although the young man was repelled, he still looked calm.
He asked: "Were you two attacking the camp at night?"
Zhai Le did not want to say anything more.
But his expression was much more solemn.
The young man had not yet transformed into martial arts, and he did not even wear the Wu Dan Tiger Talisman around his waist, but he felt an unspeakable oppression from the other party's casual posture. This kind of oppression is even heavier than Captain Yang!
You must know that Captain Yang is already the tenth-level Zuo Shu Zhang!
Is the young man in front of him, who is not much older than him, still above the tenth level? He clenched his weapon tightly, his heart beating like a drum.
I know there will be a fierce battle tonight!
He said: "So what?"
The young man tilted his head, and his long braided hair swayed with his movements, looking a bit playful. But the words that came out of his mouth had nothing to do with the word "playful". He raised the long knife with the pattern of two intertwined snakes and pointed it at Zhai Le.
Sneered: "Then suffer death!"
After finishing his words, he touched the ground, his body was so fast that it almost left an afterimage, and he held the long knife in his hand with a majestic blow. The sword flashed and struck Zhai Le with one strike. The huge force that struck Zhai Le's head like a huge wave made Zhai Le's hands and mouth numb, and his weapon also made an overwhelmed buzzing sound.
The huge wave of air generated by the intersection of weapons overturned nearby camps.
The young man looked at it and raised his eyebrows: "Hey, it's not bad!"
It was an understatement, and he didn't even use the armor.
Dauntless warriors faced off against each other without showing their armor. This was not only a sign of contempt for the other, but also meant that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides. This realization made Zhai Le look cold and hard.
He exhaled secretly to ease the pain in his mouth.
The youth's power is even more tyrannical than Gong Shuwu's previous fight. Zhai Le also had one thing that puzzled him. With such a courageous warrior in charge, why hadn't this group of rebels captured Xiaocheng yet?
Zhai Huan looked calm. He raised his hand and said something calm and concentrating to boost his momentum. At the same time, he raised his sword and wiped away the neck of the soldier who was trying to sneak attack. He reminded in a deep voice: "Ale, don't panic, don't let him disturb your mind. ”
Zhai Le naturally knows this truth.
Luck resists the power and oppression exerted by youth.
In the blink of an eye, the young man came towards him with unparalleled momentum. The dark green martial energy surging around him faintly condensed into a vague giant python, opening its bloody mouth at him, and its fangs popped out.
Dang Dang Dang——
Zhai Le rose up to meet the enemy.
The two men fought fiercely, with sparks flying from their weapons.
Not long after, Zhai Le's weapon was overwhelmed and showed several cracks. It only took two more hits to break into pieces. The shoulder armor was wrapped in a cracked black and white style. It was this literary spirit that protected him, otherwise he would have had his entire arm broken off at the very least.
The young man tutted and pursed his lips: "That's not fair."
The corners of Zhai Le's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Is this even fair?
The cracked tiger's mouth was dripping with blood, staining the entire palm, slowly flowing along the weapon, and dripping onto the ground.
The young man said: "I also want to find a literary scholar."
Zhai Le's expression changed.
At this time, the young man turned his head and shouted to the side.
He said: "Mama, come and help me!"
Zhai Huan's heart skipped a beat.
I am really afraid that the young man will call for help.
It’s just——
When the person walking out of the corner came into their sight, Zhai Le and Zhai Huan were both startled.
Nothing else——
The "Mama" in the young man's mouth turned out to be an acquaintance of theirs.
It is also Shen Tang whose position is currently unclear.
Shen Youli!
Beside him stood a Qi Shan with a low presence.
For a moment, brothers Zhai Huan, Zhai Le, Shen Tang Qi Shan, and the young man stood in the triangle, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Zhai Le looked anxious and opened his mouth: "Brother Shen..."
Inadvertently pulling on the wound on his chest, a bit of irony surged up.
Shen Tang had no expression on his face, but he was holding the sharp and beautiful long sword in his hand, and his eyes turned from the Zhai Le brothers to the young man.
Zhai Le felt bad: "..."
Could it be that Brother Shen is real...
(ω)Hey
Two-in-one
No prize bet on the spirit of Tangmei setting fire
Tips: The master of Yanling is very good at fighting.
(End of this chapter)