laughing soul

The other party's target was just him, after all, he didn't have so much leisure time to deal with the generals of the fire army not far away from him, Qiu Sheng squinted his eyes, unsheathed his long sword, got up from the horseback, and greeted him head-on. With Manzi's blunt machete, he let out a breath of hot air.

"The fire army obeys the order! Park the flares, change the torches, and go to battle—"

There are too many people on the other side, he can hold on for a while, but he has to take advantage of the chance to get away, the light is so flashing that he has nowhere to hide, it is all for his brothers to light the lamp and be beaten together with him, it would be better to catch both sides blind, He was fine enough to rest for a while.

The surroundings gradually darkened, and the light of the torches in the hands of the friendly soldiers gradually became unclear. Qiu Sheng shot a series of hidden weapons sprayed with poison from his sleeves, and temporarily wiped out the barbarians entangled around him, before the next team could catch up. , he glanced back quickly, and saw Chu Yu, who was getting closer, turned the angle of the light armor, slid the Wanchi bow from his waist, squinted his eyes and aimed at the direction behind him.

Qiu Sheng suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion, and suddenly felt that if the arrow was aimed at him, he would be willing to admit it.

A gust of cool wind blew past his ear, leaving a small scar, and a barbarian fell to the ground behind him.

Chu Yu was only a few steps away from him, and he had put away his ten-thousand-foot bow and turned to draw out his sharp sword. Every time he made a move, he would inevitably stab into the gaps in the enemy's armor, and the hook spurted out a stream of hot blood from his heart. blood.With blood on his hands and face, he approached him, stretched out his hand and slid his sword, and cut off the right arm of the barbarian who pounced on him again, and chuckled lightly: "Thank you for not changing positions." , I was also worried that I ran in the wrong direction."

The last gleam of the lantern was also extinguished, Qiu Sheng pinched Chu Yu's waist in the dark, and sighed, "I've deserved this life."

There was a white mist all around, and the shaman kept throwing heavy artillery from a distance, recreating a round of gunpowder smoke that was worse than before. There were coughing sounds one after another, and almost everyone was fighting alone.

The sound of breathing was sudden and heavy, and another barbarian stepped on the corpse of his companion and groped towards them.

"These dead men need to fight quickly. If we want to win this battle, we need to light the lantern." Chu Yu took out a roll of fire from his sleeve, rubbed two pieces of flint, and said in a very soft voice, "I Protect you and go to Tengjiao Tower, it will be safe there for the time being."

Holding up his sword, Qiu Sheng wrote casually: "Then, just watch these bedbugs blow up into the tent? My trip this time is too tasteless... Okay, you light the fire and break it."

Chu Yu rubbed his left hand quickly, and the surroundings were instantly ablaze. The dead men who were looking for the Lord Long Live didn't react for a while, and Qiu Sheng chopped off the entire head and neck along the seam of the armor in the moment of turning around. After coming down, those brave ones can still parry twice, but Xue Qianli is really a god horse, with two people on his back, he can accurately avoid the dead bodies everywhere, and he can be described as a good horse like a barbarian. Well, those war horses didn't have eyes under their chins, and they brought their masters one by one to smash into dogs and eat shit, and they even died together.

The man was about to die, but he was still not reconciled. He was already on the ground, but he still tried his best to throw the hammer in his hand. Qiu Sheng instinctively wanted to get out of the way, but then he thought about the Chu Yu, who was concentrating on clearing the obstacles in front of him, the hammer came so fast and urgently that it was too late to hide the person in front of him, so Qiu Sheng gritted his teeth hard, and forcibly held back.

The heart and lungs already had old wounds, and this time it was even worse. Qiu Sheng raised and lowered the sword with the help of the flames that ignited all the way, while suppressing the sweet blood in his chest, and held the knife tied to the saddle with his left hand. The sheath was pulled out, the knife was already in his hand, and a masked dead soldier rushed up on the right side, before turning around, his left hand had already stabbed the Eagle Armor's heart viciously, with blood sticking all over his hand. With a turn, the eagle armor was restrained and completely useless.

Although he had the upper hand, he couldn't bear the fact that the eagle armor was shot from the artillery, and its huge impact had already shown explosive attack power the moment it touched his left arm. Qiu Sheng snorted, His left hand rested on Chu Yu's waist, and before he could really rest, another wave of barbarians came out from his right, stabbing straight with his long sword. He touched his left shoulder, and immediately felt the tension in the back of his spine.

Turning his eyes away, he glanced at Chu Yu's shoulder, and saw that the blood was red and black, dripping and covering half of his upper body.

Chu Yu shrugged his shoulders, swiped out with his right hand, and found out the only remaining fire fold, and flicked it forward obliquely. At the end of the string of fire, it was the bottom floor of Tengjiao Tower.

His long sword had been thrown somewhere long ago, and what he was holding in his hand seemed to be a long-handled heavy hammer that barbarians are used to. When this thing is used well, a single blow can smash the entire spine through the iron armor. It can almost be said that It's a kill on every hit.

Pity those barbarians whose movements were too powerful and not as precise, and they often smashed in one direction with ruthless force. Chu Yu dodged when he was three or four inches away from the hammer, and they couldn't turn around at all, so they missed repeatedly.

There are land mines buried within half a mile of the ground floor of Tengjiao Tower, among which there are three or five red blood, and they continuously maneuver and shoot down poisonous arrows and boulders from a high place. Another batch was poisoned and killed, and the chickens were killed to show the monkeys, and the rest were given him a hundred and eighty guts, so he didn't dare to go forward.The ingenious structure is very weird, and it was the masterpiece of this girl when Qiu Sheng brought He Lingyu to Nandaying.

Finally reached the safe zone, Chu Yu slightly raised his eyes to meet the group of dead soldiers who were about to charge up again in a blink of an eye, and smiled paradoxically.

He grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it over, put out the fire first, reached into his bosom, took out a small bottle, bent down, and pulled out the Wanchi bow from his waist.

The arrowhead was fully immersed in the bottle, and Chu Yu shot three feathered arrows horizontally in one turn, and flew out through the air at the same time, leaving an indistinct arc in the smog that filled the air.

There were a few screams in response, even worse than those screaming with broken arms and legs just now, as if they were executed by someone Ling Chi.

It was just before dusk when the battle started, but now there is no gray smoke, and the sky is completely dark. Qiu Sheng couldn't see the expression on the face of Chu Yu who was right in front of him, but he vaguely knew that it was probably the same time that he was in Weiwei. The state of madness that doesn't even care about his own life and death on the battlefield in Zhouzhou is not much different.

The wound on his body was in severe pain, he closed his eyes lightly, and groped to the gate of Tengjiao Tower, the several knife wounds on his leg suddenly struck at the same time, his feet were limp and he was about to collapse on the ground, but Chu Yu slapped him from behind. He lifted it up, picked up one of his arms and placed it on his shoulder: "Slow down."

Qiu Sheng used his strength to climb the stairs, his voice fluttering due to excessive blood loss: "This is too inhuman."

The side where Chu Yu was carrying him was his badly injured left shoulder. The cracked shoulder armor happened to face his wound, and the force of gravity pressed it down for a while, and his face turned pale from the pain, but he suppressed a sound and remained silent. After waiting for a long time, I finally got used to it, and then said softly: "The target of the dead is you, lighting the fire is the enemy's darkness, and you are too sorry for the dozens of lives that died under you, aren't you?" ?”

The blood loss made him dizzy, but he became more energetic after such a sudden pain, and he could even open his mouth to play tricks. Qiu Sheng panted lightly and smiled, "There are a lot of nonsense."

"Dare you not?" Chu Yu chuckled, and then said seriously, "You go up and put a military signal bomb on the fire army to light the light bomb, the situation on the main battlefield that is charging ahead must be very chaotic, there is no light No, I'm afraid of hurting my own people."

Qiu Sheng glanced at him: "What do you want to do?"

After finally climbing to the top, there was still some moonlight visible through the thin smog. Chu Yu's eyes were amazingly bright against the dim light, and he even wanted to ignite some small flames by himself.With injuries all over his body, he smiled at the battlefield below without realizing it, and said in a cold voice, "Let that lunatic know that he is not the only one who can fire cannons."

If this was the first time, Qiu Sheng would definitely panic, but in view of the experience last time, he swept the ground calmly and picked up one of the packages: "Is this red blood?"

Chu Yu took out the military letter bomb from the interlayer of his armor, and stuffed it into the hands of Qiu Sheng, who hadn't recovered much: "Not all of them, after all, if the explosion is too hard, it will still spread to a large area. You order Bar."

The night and the smoke from the sky obscured all his sight, the sound of war drums downstairs, the muffled sound of clashing swords, guns, swords and halberds, the light sound of soldiers' heads rolling into the dust when they were cut off from their horses... But almost close to the ear.

Qiu Sheng used the flint to ignite the military bomb, and for a moment, the eyes of both Nanman and Nan Daying on the battlefield were focused on the tall Tengjiao Tower. He barely suppressed the choking blood in his chest, and shouted loudly : "Welcome to the lantern—"

Probably the lantern flares of the entire Southern Camp Fire Army were lit at the same time at this moment, making the whole night look like day.

Even the opponent's eagle armor couldn't shoot them from this position. The Nanman dead soldiers surrounded by the downstairs went back and forth around the Tengjiao Tower for several times. One batch of people died, and the shells in the circle batched together. Changing batches, I was stunned, but I still didn't dare to approach within half a mile, and looked at the targets that were close in front of me but couldn't catch them, scratching my ears and scratching my cheeks anxiously.

The situation on the battlefield became clear immediately. Han Jianhua wiped the blood splashed on his face, turned around and waved: "Where are the soldiers and horses!"

As soon as there was a response, the well-trained troops of the Southern Day Battalion gathered quickly, and the troops that had been scattered in a mess slowly gathered from all directions. Han Jianhua glanced at Yu Zizhong who was not far away. He waved his hands and issued a second military order in his direction, only to see a second military bullet released from Tengjiao Tower.

He turned around in surprise, only to see that it was Chu Yu who had slowly drawn the Wanchi bow to the full moon. A small package was hanging on the arrow, and a string of fire wire was burning on it.

Instantly understood, Han Jianhua immediately changed the military order: "The whole army retreats—"

The well-organized and powerful Nan Daying and the ferocious barbarians were originally fighting in the dark, but it was the latter who was weaker in the light. Some of the hot-blooded commanders wanted to lead people to chase and fight fiercely, but they were stopped by Yu Zizhong on the other side.

The first package was burning brightly all the way towards the southern barbarian soldiers fleeing eastward and westward, like a bird of death flying out of the hell, landing in the middle of the escape route of the barbarians, catching those defeated soldiers fleeing in a hurry. Remnant will blow up a heavenly girl to scatter flowers.

This first Chu Yu didn't dare to use the only three or five red blood. He squinted his eyes and looked at the clairvoyance for a while. Seeing that the power of ordinary guns blown out was really too small, his eyes changed, and he turned his hand again. Another series of sparks were burned, and flew straight to the position of the previous bomb.

In an instant, the blood light reflected the entire white light of the lantern, and a smell of burnt meat and rotting corpses slowly dissipated. Han Jianhua managed to avoid hurting his eyes with the protection of the iron sand fur, but felt a piercing ear piercing There was a shriek, followed by a long-lasting hum. He shook his head and found that he lost hearing in his right ear.

The southern barbarian army suffered heavy losses, and all of them ran away in disarray. This sneak attack on Shaman Chuanmu's tent was a complete failure.

Han Jianhua stayed there for a while, until Yu Zizhong came over to give him a hand, and then he came back to his senses, but he was still in a daze.Yu Zizhong clearly took his arm and spoke to his ear, but he felt that the man breathed out lightly as if thousands of miles away, the breath smelled like gunpowder smoke from the explosive explosion, choking His chest felt constricted, followed by sudden sharp pains, his eyes went dark, and red blood sprayed all over the ground.

He was too close.

The exhausted soldiers around didn't notice the commander's abnormality, and they all still yearned for a full meal and a good night's sleep with peace of mind. For the time being, no big brother with leisure came to talk to him.

Yu Zizhong helped up Han Jianhua, who was somewhat insane, and asked in a low voice, "General, can you hold on?"

He half-opened his eyelids staggeringly, looked at Yu Zizhong in a trance as if he was half asleep and half awake, and nodded expressionlessly.

On the Tengjiao Tower in the distance, in order to shoot the pistol as far as possible, Chu Yu's left arm was stretched too much, almost soaking the shoulder armor in the blood soup. Sheng leaned against the wall together, and after a while, the pain in his left arm finally stopped and he lost all feeling, then he looked at Qiu Sheng who was helping him remove the shoulder armor with trembling hands, and smiled lightly: "Why are you doing this?" Sometimes I still think about playing hooligans."

Qiu Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and carefully peeled off this piece of shoulder armor. The wound had been stuck to the armor for too long, and when it was removed suddenly, the new skin that had grown a corner was torn apart again, and a puff of blood came out. Thin column of blood, he looked up at Chu Yu who clenched his teeth, and made up his mind to tear off the last bit of flesh and blood, and clearly heard him let out a short hum.

"You..." Chu Yu pulled Qiu Sheng's collar with a trembling right hand, and saw that it was filled with cloth towels wrapped by the man himself to stop the bleeding, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Your injury is heavier than mine."

Qiu Sheng looked at him with a pale face and a smile, found a pack of medicinal powder from nowhere, carefully applied the medicine for Chu Yu, heard the noise from downstairs in Tengjiao, knew that it was Han Jianhua and the others who were coming up, so she couldn't help getting closer , and whispered in that person's ear, "Why do you have to use red blood? As soon as the lantern is fired, Han Jianhua can wipe them all out in less than an hour."

Chu Yu lowered his head and glanced at the bag at his feet: "Do you still remember that at that time, the north and the south were supposed to be in harmony, but the prescription with red blood in the north refused to be given to the Nanman?"

Qiu Sheng nodded lightly, suddenly said: "You are..."

Shamans are suspicious and unpredictable by nature, and Qiu Sheng was quite surprised to be able to cooperate with Deng Qi. Seeing that Nan Daying actually used Deng Qi's trump card, he would be suspicious no matter what.

Chu Yu winked at him with a smirk: "A countermeasure. Didn't they conspire together? Since it's for interests, let their interests conflict... By the way, they are in the secret road between Huadu and Weizhou. Have you found the crossing?"

Qiu Sheng: "Liancheng has gone, and Zheng Nan is helping, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Yu Zizhong came up with people, and Han Jianhua roughly rested. Although his ears were still a little buzzing, his eyes no longer drifted. He straightened up and knelt down. .”

Qiu Sheng could naturally see that he was wounded, and besides, life and death in the battlefield were in the blink of an eye, and the sound of killing and killing could separate a little mind to understand the commander's orders without being frightened by the flying blood. It was slowly worn out day and night.Isn't it a joke for the coach to take care of another general?

He was really tired of this way of behavior that differentiated between the superior and the inferior. The same life seemed to be suddenly noble when placed in the high halls and temples, but degraded and bullied when placed in the fields in the countryside.

Death is the same for tens of thousands of people. I am tired of hearing the hypocritical Long Live. Instead, I just want someone to join hands after the storm. Old friends, a pot of old wine, is the whole world in his eyes.

Qiu Sheng clutched his forehead helplessly, and felt that compared with his predecessors, he seemed particularly unambitious.

After waving his hand and ordering the generals to retreat, Qiu Sheng pulled Han Jianhua up: "Forget it, I still need you to save me?"

Han Jianhua supported his hand and stood up: "It's just that what happened today is really strange. You didn't come to the South Camp with great fanfare at all, and you went to the battlefield as the commander of the Fire Army. How did those dead soldiers know that it was the current court?" Son of Heaven?"

Qiu Sheng shook his head helplessly, and told the whole story about the inner ghost and Tiancheng, and finally concluded: "This inner ghost is the node of communication between the north and the south. If he can be arrested in one go, the two sides will fight alone. Then It won't be a big deal. Moreover, I seriously doubt that these damages such as bombing people and the army of dead soldiers are all thought up by this ghost. I think he wants me more than those lunatics who know how to rampage with big knives. See Hades."

Han Jianhua: "Did you leave it to Chen Liang? At most, it will take a while."

As soon as Liancheng was mentioned, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but run towards the conscience-stricken Gu poison, but the tug-of-war in the south has not yet been won, and it's not good to reveal this matter to him now, so he had no choice but to be serious. Unpredictably smiled.

For the next few days, there was no peace on the front line of the south of the Yangtze River. Han Jianhua led the Nan Daying camp to fight the barbarians. A batch of food, grass and ordnance arranged by Chu Yu had arrived. Nanban kept bothering him for a while, and after the fight here, there was nothing to worry about.

Qiu Sheng took Chu Yu to stay in the Tengjiao Tower for a while, and there was no news of the Wugu village master coming in the capital, so he was happy to throw all the government affairs to Jiang Chen and Lu Yun for the time being, and assumed the role of leading the army to guard the camp Ministry, which side of the extremely long front is too big to challenge, they will lead the troops to attack together.

Not long after the days of fighting and killing, the shaman Chuanmu who had been pretending to be a sick cat suddenly launched an attack. He personally led the three armies and tore in from the gap between the eight counties in the south of the Yangtze River and the other eight counties. Jiangnan once again fell into a stalemate.

On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month in the third year of Longming, there was no festive atmosphere in Nandaying. Qiu Sheng was receiving an urgent military report from the Northwest Army, which was written by He Lingyu as usual.

After reading just a few words, he sneered.

The shaman's confrontation with the South Camp was exactly the opportunity for Deng Qi to confront the Northwest Army head-on. The war between the north and the south rekindled, and there was a tendency to invade the Central Plains, and the people were panicked for a while.