Great Sui Guoshi

"We must go out, we have dragged on for long enough, General Daxi, and five hundred comrades should go back safely, you have to leave too..."

In the chaotic fight, some Sui soldiers rushed forward and knocked away the Turkic man who stabbed Qu Yuanfeng with a spear, and looked at the general with blood on his face.

"Captain, you go too!"

The ground under the sky was covered with chaotic figures, Qu Yuanfeng watched the soldiers who screamed at him being pulled into the Turkic infantry, the blade rose and fell, and the figure disappeared.

"Uhhh-"

Qu Yuanfeng shouted in a hoarse voice. He was tall and tall, knocked over two Turkic soldiers blocking the way, tore a hole, and led his men behind to rush out. However, there were only more than 50 soldiers left behind, and he kept shouting and fighting Kill, command these 50 people to rush southward, slow down and stay behind to wait for the subordinates who have not come out, even if there are soldiers rushing out covered in blood, there are not many soldiers, some rush out a few steps, staggering Lost too much blood and fell down forever.

Seeing more than a dozen soldiers who were fleeing in front of him stop and wait for him, Qu Yuanfeng yelled at them with red eyes: "Go! Don't look back, go—"

A dozen soldiers hesitated, gritted their teeth, turned around, and ran after their comrades in front.

Qu Yuanfeng turned around and looked at the approaching Turkic infantry phalanx, trembling slightly as he held the flag in his blood-stained arm.

...I can't go.....can't go.

...you can't embarrass the master...let people say that the master has a... escaped apprentice...

hiss!

He clenched his teeth and took a deep breath. He inserted the spear into the soil with the other hand, and tightened the cloth belt around his waist. Wet the soil.

'Besides... I can't go anymore...'

Tightening the wound in the split leather armor, Qu Yuanfeng pulled out his spear and swung it across, his eyes swept across the countless enemies around him, his blood-stained hair fluttered in the wind, the leather armor and robe were full of torn gaps, looking at The pawns gathered in front of him, and the Turkic cavalry that spread to the south, his eyes were slightly moist, and the corners of his mouth were grinning, revealing his blood-stained teeth.

"Hehe...hahaha——"

On the command flag with a gap in it, the Dharma light burst out with a weak Dharma light, and the fiery red light hit his whole body. The next moment, the boots stepped forward, and the moment the grass was pressed down, he rushed up, like a fiery meteor, heading countless times in front of him. The moving figure rushed over.

The hoarse voice shook the world like thunder.

"Qixia Mountain, Qu Yuanfeng is here!!!"

In an instant, he crashed into the crowd, and the aggression was like fire.

......

In the south, stretching at the foot of the mountain, there is a blue-white lightning flashing across the forest, and in an instant, it has reached the foot of another mountain. At a speed that is difficult for the naked eye to keep up with, there is a donkey with its tongue hanging by its mouth, and its limbs are running with electric arcs. In the bookshelf, Taoist Toad's short body was pressed against the wall of the book, and his white belly was shaking.

"Liangsheng, slow down...slow down...for the teacher...for the teacher, I can't bear it...I want to...vomit..."

On the back of the fast-moving old donkey, Lu Liangsheng suddenly tapped the donkey's neck, and the fast-running figure stopped immediately. The toad covering its mouth in the bookshelf lost its inertial force and hit the book wall from one side to the other. Hiccup With a bang, the food residue wrapped in his mouth was held back, and he slid slowly along the wall of the book to lie on the small bed.

'The... croak of his mother. '

Outside, Lu Liangsheng stopped the old donkey, and in front of his eyes, the flames shot up into the sky and rolled up, countless screams were mixed in the chaos, and the smell of burning could be faintly smelled in the air.

The Turkic cavalry detoured south and began to plunder the villages along the way. The rough Huheli threw torches and set the houses on fire. When the black dragon rolled up to the sky, the man covered in fire ran out of the house, running wildly, hissing in pain. Shouting, a Turkic cavalryman in the past leaned over and stretched out his blade, and chopped off his head.

The galloping horse was not far away, and the naked woman rushed out of the house. A few Turkic men laughed wildly, caught up with her from behind, and hugged her by the waist. The woman kicked her legs and cried out in terror, and was thrown to the ground. The surrounding Turkic people grinned and unfastened their belts, and moved the woman's legs in front of the bound villagers.

"Please, let her go, please, she is pregnant, she has a child, please let her go!"

Among the villagers who were bound and kneeling, someone struggled and shouted, and then was kicked to the ground, and a guard Turkic soldier swung a knife and cut it off for a moment.

The old man who begged for mercy was so frightened that he closed his eyes. For a moment, there was no pain of tearing flesh and blood. When he opened his eyes, he saw the group of Turkic people in the village keeping their movements just now. Several Turkic cavalry also froze in place.

The woman howled and grabbed the torn clothes on the ground to cover her body and moved carefully along the ground among the few people who were still. In the distance, a scholar held a scroll and led an old donkey through the entrance of the village. He stopped and looked at the village. In this scene, he waved his robe sleeves, and the ropes of the bound villagers instantly loosened and fell to the ground.

"Go and hide in the mountains, and don't come out when the imperial reinforcements come."

Over there, dozens of villagers shouted and bowed to the scholar, dragged their relatives who were still alive, bypassed the burning houses, and ran up the mountain in a hurry.

When the war broke out, the Turkic cavalry who came first swept along the way. Such tragedies continued to happen in this world.

But at this time, the man with the will to die rushed into the Turkic battle formation with a fiery red body, and kept rushing forward. In the chaos, he knocked over a person, and a gash was cut on his thigh, dripping with blood.

Qu Yuanfeng held the order flag in his left hand, waving the long spear wildly in his right hand, staggering and still rushing forward, pushing out a path of more than ten feet of blood in the densely packed crowd.

On the hillside, the high priest of the shaman looked at the fiery red figures in the crowd who were still fighting. He stretched out his hand and asked the waiter to hand over a small man. He opened the seal on it, and his lips in his beard squirmed quickly, muttering.

Amidst the sound of the incantation words, a black smoke flew out from Weng's mouth, making the Great Khan at the side subconsciously take two steps back, and leaned against Bu Li's body, the latter also had a look of fear in his eyes, and murmured: "The Black Wind Curse. "

The wisp of black smoke flying into the sky suddenly turned into a black hurricane visible to the naked eye, howling and roaring, like a black cloud passing over the densely packed soldiers below, hitting the fiery red figure.

Qu Yuanfeng tilted his head, and instinctively raised the command flag and spear, only to feel a stench and tingling feeling all over his body, and his whole body froze in place involuntarily, shaking violently non-stop.

There seemed to be something warm between the nose, mouth and ear holes. He slowly raised his hand and touched it. In his vision, there was a patch of black blood on his finger.

When Qu Yuanfeng raised his head, his standing body could no longer support and fell backwards, and fell heavily on the ground with a bang.

"Master...disciple...no..."

The corner of the mouth full of black blood squirmed, and the voice murmured.

"...No... I didn't embarrass you..."

The fist that clenched the command flag loosened, and the magic power on it dissipated.

......

In the far south, the scholar who stayed in the mountain village seemed to feel something. The hand holding the scroll fell to his side, and the original human emotions seemed to be stripped away suddenly.

'...Yuanfeng. '

Looking at the unmoving Turks with a calm expression, the moment the picture scroll in his hand was rolled up by itself, blood beads overflowed from the pores of dozens of soldiers and flowed all over the ground.

Lu Liangsheng went to the bookshelf expressionlessly, summoned Yue Hao, and tied a scroll to it.

"kill."

Between the thin lips, only a flat to emotionless voice squeezed out. Through the small door opened by the bookshelf, Taoist Toad was also anxious. He dragged the rope and climbed onto the back of the donkey, trying to persuade his apprentice to go north.

"Liangsheng, if you meet that white hair..."

On the bookshelf, Yue Lun unsheathed with a clang, and the sword edge across the air cut the rope unintentionally, Taoist Toad was still speaking.

"...that white wolf demon is not kind, so it's not easy to dismiss..."

He was holding his fins, talking, his vision was getting higher and higher, and when he said: "... I am afraid of passing by as a teacher, and I can't come back as a teacher... come... eh? !"

After reacting, the feet were already more than ten feet above the ground, and the figures of the apprentice and the old donkey became smaller. Taoist Toad widened his eyes and raised his head to look up.

The taut rope around his waist tangles over the hilt of his sword, hanging him flying north.

Taoist Toad hangs under the Moon Misty Sword, looking at the foothills below, the clouds are filled, and he dances and shouts.

"Pudu Cihang, my mother, let me go down—"

......

Outside the burning village, the old donkey seemed to sense the emotions of its master. It shook its neck, and its mane grew in large swaths and turned into a lion's mane. Antlers protruded, the body was tall and elongated, and the whole body was covered with green and black scales.

"Roar-"

Lin Beast raised its neck and roared, its back sank, Lu Liangsheng sat on it, his eyes closed slowly, and one person and one beast disappeared in a flash of lightning at the entrance of the village.

Chapter 331 There is also an abyss and coldness under the calm

The smell of blood lingered in people's nostrils, as if a Sui general fell to the ground in the Turkic battle of God of War. For a while, the surrounding Turkic soldiers still didn't dare to step forward, leaving a huge circle to watch from afar.

On the hillside, Great Khan Ha Bolue watched his guard unfurl the tattered Sui flag, waved his whip and cut it in two.

"When Zhou was still there, he didn't think Chinese characters were hateful, so he burned them!"

Behind him, the rest of the khans rushed over and congratulated the great khan, beheading a warrior of the southern dynasty, for the men on the grassland, it should be something to celebrate.

"In the Sui army, there were people who knew sorcery. Fortunately, the Great Khan brought the High Priest."

"Well, if this Sui general's sorcery is used in large army battles, I'm afraid no one will be able to fight on the battlefield. Fortunately, it was eliminated early."

"By the way, High Priest, what kind of sorcery did the Sui people use? Seeing him keep waving a small flag, can we also know that it is a treasure?"

Over there, the shaman who let Xiao Weng go, took the small flag picked up by the soldiers below from the waiter and looked at it, with a disdainful smile in his half-closed eyes.

"The magic weapon refined by the cultivators of the Central Plains should not be refined by the dead general of the Sui Dynasty, but it is also ordinary. In front of the White Wolf God and the Great Khan, it is vulnerable to a single blow."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed the broken and destroyed order flag tightly in his hands, and a puff of black smoke entangled it and corroded it, turning it into puddles of black mud and falling to the ground.

Sabolo listened to his words with satisfaction, glanced sideways at the Khan who had shared power with him before, and waved boldly to summon the messenger.

"Go and bring the corpse of the Sui general below. In addition, order the army to continue going south. It is time to teach the newly established Southern Dynasty a lesson and let them know why Zhou and Qi paid tribute to me in the first place."

Ling Qi galloped down the hillside, along the side of the slowly advancing army, ran to the outside of the surrounded corpses, shouting loudly.

"Khan has an order to bring Sui to present the corpse!"

Hearing the order, the centurions leading the team pushed out the soldiers to lift the corpse. Before the other party rushed into the battle alone, they felt terrified. Not to mention the superb martial arts, and the strange sorcery, recalling that the flesh and blood often counted It takes a few knives and guns to tear it apart, which is an inhuman feeling.

There is a vague illusion that you can still practice to the extreme.

'I hope that there are no people like this guy in the Central Plains. If there are a few more, they won't be able to be chopped down. If there is any war to fight, just go back and herd the sheep. '

It is not uncommon to have such thoughts. A few Turkic soldiers in the past murmured softly, and walked slowly towards the bloody Sui general's corpse. Suddenly one of them stopped, turned his face, and looked around at the Turkic soldiers watching the theater. Soldier.

"Strange, did you hear any noise?"

The long dragon marching towards the south in the distance seemed to hear the sound, and the figures of infantry and cavalry raised their heads one after another, and looked towards the sky ahead. Beyond a few dark clouds, it was like two different worlds.

The sky in the south is blue, with a few white clouds wandering around, and a black spot can be seen faintly, and many Turkic people look at each other in blank dismay.

"What it is?"

"I don't know, there are still voices ringing."

"...flying so high, no, it seems to be coming this way!"

Someone reacted from the momentary doubt and shouted loudly. In the far south sky, the black dot instantly magnified in the vision of the advancing Turkic army.

The sound heard in the auditory sense before was the roar caused by the sound of the wind being torn in the air. It was not until the man's words spread that many people reacted.

Sabolo, who was chatting and laughing with the khans and high priests on the hillside, stopped his voice, followed the crowd with his gaze, and his smile froze on his face.

Down below, the Turkic soldiers who were going to carry Qu Yuanfeng also heard screams and screams. When they turned their heads, the black dot had turned into the outline of a long sword.

On the quaint sword body, the engraved pattern of the blue dragon wandered over the front of the spreading long dragon-like team. The sword body tilted downward and stuck to the top of the marching army, forming a surge of air pressure that made the marching team stagger from side to side, and the figures of people were blown out left and right. He fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahhh-"

The few soldiers who carried the corpse, and the faces of the surrounding soldiers were all moved by the air waves. In the sound of extreme panic, in the bottom of their eyes, the fairy sword forcibly plowed out a 'gully' in the crowd, and it was still hanging A lump of something flew towards this side, and then... a sword pierced the ground two feet in front of them.

It exploded with a loud bang.

The blade of the sword inserted obliquely into the ground, the surrounding soil cracked and lifted up, and it was shot out in a circle with the swaying air waves, hitting the nearest Turkic soldier's body and face, his skin was ripped apart, and his whole body was shaking Suddenly, he pushed and flew into the crowd behind him, and all of them were turned on their backs.

"what happened?!"

On the hillside, Sha Bolue turned his horse's head and looked at the sudden and chaotic scene below. He couldn't see what it was when the thing flew towards him. He pointed there and turned his head to look at the high priest.

"What is flying here? Who of you saw clearly?!"

Everyone around fell silent, while the shaman on the side squinted his eyes and observed for a while, his beard trembled, and he said hoarsely:

"Great Khan, that's also a magic weapon for cultivators in the Central Plains, but...it's a bit more powerful this time."

Raising his hands, his lips protruded forward and let out a breath, a gust of wind suddenly blew up all around, and in the smoke and dust below, the blade of the sword hummed softly, and the voice of Purdue Cihang sounded.

"Wu Na Barbarian, the gift from Master Ben Fa Zhang has arrived!"

On one end of a rope hanging from the ground, Taoist Toad crawled on the ground and twitched his flippers slightly, and the other end stretched up, which was tied with a scroll.

At the moment of Yue Hao's words, the Dharma light lit up, and the picture scroll unfolded from top to bottom. On it was a portrait of a galloping horse with sword in hand, and a general in golden armor and green robe.

The strong wind blew violently, and the moment everyone around covered their mouths and noses and waved their arms to fan away the smoke, they heard the sound of hoofbeats, and the smoke and dust swirled in the wind suddenly broke, and a figure on horseback rushed out.

sigh -

The charcoal-red warhorse neighed loudly, stepped on its thick hooves, turned into a fiery red afterimage, and rushed straight to the hillside. On the trembling mane, the figure in the green robe and gold armor, with a face like red, hung upside down with a green dragon knife, and hit the mountain instantly. Several Turkic cavalry who blocked the way went straight to where the big banner was.

Saber reined in the reins and shouted in shock: "Stop him!"

The khans of the surrounding tribes were also terrified. The speed of this man's arrival was in a hurry, and the khan cavalry guarding the big banner turned their horses to meet him.

Tread-tap-

The horseshoes galloped wildly, and Yanyue, who was dragging upside down, waved, and the man in the green robe flew up, his long beard and beard stroked, his figure and his horse gradually turned into a blue light, and he walked straight past the six Turkic cavalrymen rushing forward. In the process of dissipating, the phoenix eyes fought angrily, and according to Sha Bolue, who was wearing armor under the big banner, he swung his knife and slashed down angrily——

In an instant, black smoke flew out from the shaman Weng's mouth, Sabolo, who was on the horse, instinctively fell off the horse's back, and the horizontal blade mixed with the magic light cut the horse's neck, pulling out a line of blood. Cut off the nearest other khan!

Then, it turned into blue light and dissipated in the air.