Chapter 196 196: Xiaocheng Rebellion (Thirty Six) [Two in One]
This turn of events was unexpected by the four people present.
Shen Tang was so frightened that he did not dare to breathe, and stretched out the fingers of his right hand pitifully. This index finger was bitten by the little green dragon. The latter had the perseverance to "stick to the green mountains and never let go". He was so stubborn! Then the violent golden dragon suddenly appeared and slapped him with his claws, making him unable to move.
The golden dragon breathes out, and its breath is filled with the brilliance of luck.
Compared with the little blue dragon whose scales were not pure in color, this golden dragon was not only several sizes larger in size, but the color of its scales was even more translucent and bright, like a beautiful object that was crafted by nature and favored by the Creator. There are also mysterious dark patterns visible to the naked eye on the dragon scales.
The dragon's body wandered away, and its head came close to the little green dragon under its claws. Although this scene was silent, it brought an invisible pressure to the three people present. The threat and malice of the golden dragon towards the little green dragon almost came to their faces with the surging air of heaven and earth around them.
Looking at the golden dragon wrapped around her arm, Shen Tang felt inexplicably that these two strange creatures were having some kind of communication that only they could understand. The Q version of the large golden dragon and the Q version of the small one also appeared in her mind. Qinglong, Erlong's chat box is fighting with words.
[Q Version Large Golden Dragon]: Let go of your mouth!
[Q version of trumpet Qinglong]: No! Who are you? Are you talking to me like this? Is it amazing that you are so big? ? ?
[Q version of large golden dragon]: Looking for death (╰_╯)#!
[Q Version Trumpet Qinglong]: If you don’t let go, you won’t let go!
The negotiation between the two dragons failed. The golden dragon roared angrily and prepared to slap the little green dragon who didn’t know whether to live or die to death. Little Green Dragon is not to be outdone. We are all dragons, why should we listen to your Golden Dragon's command? This Qinglong will fight your Golden Dragon for three hundred rounds!
So the two dragons fought together.
You breathe fire, I spit water.
You blow the wind, I rain.
Finally, he flew up to the sky.
The two dragons restored their original dharma bodies, and the dragon body hovered larger than the entire Xiao City. Seeing the two dragons fighting, the rebels outside the city raised their heads to watch the show, forgetting for a moment that they should What to do. War can be fought at any time, but it is not often that two dragons fight.
Biubiubiu—
Boom, boom, boom—
Crash, rush, rush—
Within a few breaths, Shen Tang was already wandering around the world, thinking about several versions of the two dragons fighting. This gave her endless inspiration for painting, and she wanted to immediately get rid of the little green dragon biting her finger, pick up the brush and paint the earth-shattering scene!
If published, it will definitely be the best-selling album in the market!
But the fact is-
The violent golden dragon's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he slapped the little green dragon away irritably and impatiently. The dragon's tail twisted around, wrapping around Shen Tang's five fingers. The dragon's claws hugged the index finger, and the dragon's head rested on it. A few actions vividly interpret the word "possessiveness".
The little green dragon was knocked away and rolled several times on the table. It was so frightened that it slipped behind the seal body of the national seal. After a while, seeing that the golden dragon was not chasing after it, it cautiously poked out its head. Seeing the golden dragon's movements, even the slightly upturned dragon's whiskers drooped down.
Chu Yao: "..."
Qishan: "..."
Gong Shuwu: "..."
Why did they get the spirit of the national seal? See the words "grievance" and "accusation" on the body, as if they are really living dragons?
A long while passed and no one spoke.
"Which one of you can say something? What is going on now?" Shen Tang touched the empty Dan Mansion and complained, "After so many years since the Thief Star came to the world, the successive kings have not compiled a 'Guidelines for the Use of the Imperial Seal' Will it benefit future generations?”
She urgently needs a copy now and spends a lot of money to buy it!
Qi Shan just woke up from a dream. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he coughed twice and said: "No need, the goal has been achieved..."
Still overfulfilled, and even provoked trouble.
Originally, we were just planning to "awaken" the national seal of the Xin Kingdom. As long as the animal button on the national seal, that is, the little green dragon, "wakes up" and moves, the master of the dragon vein of the land under his feet will receive the message. . But I never expected that Shen Tang’s national seal would also “wake up”!
Now that the matter has come to this, there is no point in regretting.
What he is even more confused about is another matter - there is a competitive relationship between the national seals that devour each other. The whole process is very long. It is possible that the victorious country will be destroyed, and the national seals have not been completely integrated, and are being used by all parties. The princes fought and separated.
Shen Xiaolangjun’s national seal is very unfriendly to Xin Guo’s national seal, but it has no intention of swallowing and merging, which is inconsistent with what he knows.
"Already healed? That's great."
Shen Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he looked at the golden dragon in his hand with complicated eyes. Based on the situation of the little green dragon, it can be known that the golden dragon is the so-called "spirit of the national seal". The golden dragon came out of the "Mother's Sword". In other words - this sword is the national seal?
Or maybe the national seal is hidden on the sword?
No wonder I can’t find the national seal no matter how hard I look.
Qi Shan said: "It can be taken back."
This was not only said to Shen Tang, but also to Gong Shuwu - the national seal is too hot to handle. Don’t expose it easily until you have a certain foundation.
Gong Shuwu nodded, and waved a force of martial energy from his palm to re-wrap the national seal. The little green dragon flew up to the seal body reluctantly, returning to the hovering posture that everyone had seen before, and the dragon's eyes slowly closed. When the national seal is compatible with the martial spirit, it will turn into the brave tiger talisman again.
“Oh!”
Shen Tang also tried to regain his temper.
The golden dragon seemed to feel something, and slowly swam back to the hilt of the sword, matching the dragon carved on the hilt. As the two dragons left, the rich and suffocating aura of heaven and earth in the room gradually became thinner and slowly dissipated, as if the "farce" just now was everyone's hallucination.
Qishan bows to Gongshu Wu.
Gong Shuwu pursed his thick lips tightly and snorted in displeasure, but his eyebrows relaxed and his expression showed no anger. It was obvious that he had accepted Qi Shan's apology. As for why I apologize——
Hehehe.
If it is just to alarm Zheng Qiao, the national seal in Shen Tang's hand can also do it, and it is not necessary to ask Gong Shuwu for help. But Qi Shan still did it for three purposes.
First, to test whether Gong Shuwu really has the national seal on his body, Qi Shan’s speculation is not as convincing as seeing it with his own eyes.
Second, transfer the risk. If something happens unfortunately, Gong Shuwu will bear the brunt instead of Shen Tang. Shen Tang is guaranteed to be safe, but Qi Shan did not expect that the two national seals would be exposed at once.
Third, test Gong Shuwu’s bottom line.
Today he is willing to lend the national seal of Xin to the people of Xiaocheng; in the future, he may donate the national seal for similar reasons. Because Gong Shuwu had no ambition to seize the national seal and establish his own business! Then it would be reasonable to choose an assistant in the future.
Qi Shan is testing how big this possibility is.
Gong Shuwu may not have thought so far, but his intuition told him that scribes and planners know better than profiteers that "you can't afford to be early without profit". Their every move, word and deed hides something that is difficult to detect. Big pit! In any case, be vigilant and you won’t suffer.
Shen Tang looked at his right hand over and over again.
Asked: "Zheng Qiao should have received the news by now."
Chu Yao smiled and said: "Almost."
As for when to send troops here...
These are completely out of their control.
It’s just that Chu Yao doesn’t know that there is much more that is not under their control. The moment the golden dragon appeared, a giant dragon phantom formed by the condensed energy of heaven and earth appeared above Xiaocheng. The dragon's shadow wandered among the clouds, stirring up the energy of the nearby heaven and earth.
Literary scholars and brave warriors for hundreds of miles around were alarmed, and some raised their heads to look at the sky, walked out of their houses, or opened their windows. No matter how far away or close you are, you can clearly see the shadow of the dragon that seems to be thousands of feet tall. The dragon's scales are golden and its eyes are scarlet.
Looking at Long Mu, an inexplicable chill and ferociousness surged into their hearts, deeply imprinted on their bodies, and they could not recover for a long time.
When I regained consciousness and looked again, there was nothing in the sky. The strange thing is that ordinary people can't see it.
At this moment, the rebels’ main tent is brightly lit with candles.
From time to time, the candles made a beeping and popping sound.
The old general's face was solemn, and his pair of copper-belled tiger eyes glanced at the staff messenger who was closing his eyes and concentrating from time to time. This staff envoy was a confidant of King Pig. Even if he encountered him after many years of fighting in the south and north, he would retreat from the place where he could shoot, not daring to compete with him.
At this time, the staff messenger looked pale.
A wisp of scarlet hung from the corner of his mouth, his clothes were stained with blood, and his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, as if he would die in the next second. This scene should start from just now - even the old general couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he thought of the aura of the golden dragon.
The moment the dragon shadow appeared, the two of them realized that this was not the national seal of Xin State, but an unknown and strange national seal!
Plus the national seal of Xin State, it’s two pieces!
This realization made the two of them beat like drums and couldn't calm down!
The staff envoy activated the "Scribe's Way" to find out. Unexpectedly, he was careless and was directly vomited blood. His complexion declined visibly to the naked eye. The old general paced anxiously, he did not want his staff to die on his own territory.
If two pieces of the national seal can be obtained, the King of Pig will naturally not pursue it, but if he does not get one piece, the temper of the King of Pig will definitely destroy his three clans to satisfy their hatred! Fortunately, God seemed to hear his voice, and the staff member opened his eyes weakly.
Although he looked weak, his eyes were brighter and smoother than before, and the laughter overflowing from his throat grew stronger and weaker. Outside the tent, the young man who was about to report the news frowned. As he turned around to leave, his adoptive father's call came from inside the tent.
"A Nian, come in!"
"Father!"
The young man met the old general and greeted the envoys on his staff.
The staff messenger came up and asked others how they were doing.
The young man's face was slightly green: "I'm still looking. The people around me have heard about the war and have been running away for a long time. They can't get together for a while."
The staff envoy said: "This matter needs to be done as soon as possible!"
The young man looked at the envoy in confusion: "The siege of Xiaocheng did not take three or five days. Our army has abundant food and grass and can afford it... Wait for three days Five days is too late. Please give the envoy some time, and he will urge his men to find the people as soon as possible..."
The aide envoy: "Can't delay, as soon as possible"
The existence of Long Ying made him aware. Something bad has arrived.
Worried that Zheng Qiao would send troops, and also worried that other warlords who saw Long Ying would interfere. The national seal is the foundation of the founding of the country. Without the national seal, it means that the established forces have no solid foundation and may be annexed by other countries' forces at any time.
He knew that the young man was deliberately violating the rules and delaying time, so he wanted to give him a few blows and put some pressure on him. The young man was extremely unhappy inside, but on his face he could only accept the order. He had suppressed his anger and was preparing to order hundreds of soldiers and horses to go out and get some fresh air.
I saw my sworn brother face to face with a proud look on his face.
The sworn brother: "Where are you going to lead the troops at night?"
The young man said: "Looking for someone for the envoy."
The sworn brother suddenly smiled proudly: "Such a small matter requires your attention In order to apologize to you, Brother Wei has already found someone to do it for you. It’s just that the people under his command are not important, and I don’t know how many of them are alive... But anyway, they don’t live long, whether they are alive or dead. It all works..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man's expression suddenly changed, he tightened the reins and turned the horse's head. Being so ignored by the young man, the young sworn brother looked at the horse's butt that was going away, laughed suddenly, and slapped his thigh with a smile.
He said to the subordinate officer beside him: "Have you seen the expression on that barbarian? Hahaha! He has done dirty and smelly things. He deserves to be skinned and sent to hell, and he is here to pretend to be a saint! Bah! !”
The young man ignored the arrogant laughter floating in the wind.
He rode all the way to his camp.
You can smell the strong smell of blood wafting in the wind before you even get close.
The young man got off his horse.
More than two hundred people, old and young, men and women, were like livestock, with their necks and hands tied up with a hemp rope, huddled and paralyzed in the open space. The blood gathered into a scarlet "stream", spreading and crawling to his feet like a small snake.
Don’t see with your eyes, just feel with your breath.
Half of the two hundred or so people were not breathing.
Some limbs are missing, or the body is covered with whip marks.
The elder's hair is silver-white, while the younger one is still in his infancy.
The charcoal fire in the camp glowed with orange light, and the scene in front of me seemed to gradually overlap with a certain scene in my memory. The shadow of a pottery urn appeared in the previously empty place, and a red charcoal fire was burning under the pottery urn. The soup was boiling, and my ears were filled with cries and groans of pain.
The young man held his head in pain.
He took a step back and bumped into the concerned subordinate officer who came forward. He suddenly came back to his senses, and the shadow of the clay pot holding the fire disappeared.
The subordinate officer asked him in a low voice: "Major General, what should we do with these people?"
The young man stabilized his mind, tensed the muscles on his face, and said with a cold expression: "The living ones will be imprisoned in one place, and the dead ones will be sent to the police."
The subordinate officer clasped his fists and accepted the order.
No matter how much I sympathize with these people, I can only sigh.
I don’t know how these people were treated when they were captured. Almost none of them were good, and they suffered heavy casualties. Judging from the costumes, they should all be people fleeing from Xiaocheng or nearby villages. Leaving home to find a way out, who knows that death will still be inevitable.
The subordinate officers knew the Major General's temper and specifically told the soldiers to "be gentle" and not to get into trouble with the Major General at this time.
The corpses were cleaned out one by one, with blood dripping all the way.
Soon, it was the turn of a stocky and fat male corpse.
The soldier in charge of cleaning up muttered "strange".
In today's world, most people are on the thin side. It is normal to be so thin that only a handful of bones and flesh are left. There are few people who are as stocky and strong as that man. One person couldn't move it, so he called another one.
One raised his head and the other raised his feet, preparing to work together.
Result——
A burst of force came from around me.
The soldier was pushed to the ground with an ouch.
The body fell to the ground.
“Don’t touch him!” A scream like a small animal’s hoarse scream came from the mouth of the young man. He leaned on the male corpse, holding the male corpse with one hand, and kept waving the other hand to drive away the soldiers, shouting, "Get away - all get away!"
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The update was stuck today. It was supposed to be in advance, but my mother came to chat for a long time and it was late again. The end of the chapter should stop at the point where two soldiers are moving a corpse, but because there was a section missing when copying, my hands were shaking when I was filling it in and I had to press it twice (the red axis is sensitive to triggering, and with a laggy computer, it tastes sour, but fortunately It’s the last paragraph, if the whole text is repeated Three times, then I have to stay up all night to revise it...), so the last paragraph is repeated, and I can only add the same number of words (it ruined my fragment, sorry!)
PS: Damn it He is a butcher, and the boy is Tu Rong, a chubby boy.
(End of this chapter)