laughing soul

In the beginning of spring, all things revived. When the Nanban sent out copper and iron dummies, the whole army fought to the death, and they beat the shaman Chuanmu's complacent army to pieces, and finally took it back from him. The three counties in the south of the Yangtze River undoubtedly gave the army a powerful shot in the arm.

However, the overall battle situation is still not optimistic. For Qiu Sheng's fire army, the fire is even more imminent, and they dare not relax for a while.

Shaman Chuanmu took a dangerous step in the tactical choice of this final battle. He divided the entire army into five teams, of which three teams chased the Fire Army's ass and fought fiercely. The army of dead soldiers who came out focused on Qiu Sheng alone, which largely neutralized the firepower attack on the rest of the South Camp.In the first few days, Han Jianhua tried to reverse the opponent's tactics that were extremely unfavorable to the Lord Long Live. After a few days later, he found that the shaman Chuanmu was a bastard this time. The team's offense and defense were lax, and they went deep into the hinterland to grab the territory.

Qiu Sheng alone undertook more than three-fifths of the shaman Chuanmu's attack, and He Lingyu on the other end seemed to be caught up in some disturbances, and unexpectedly failed to come on time as agreed.With his three-legged cat's ingenuity, Long Live Lord can see that this is a copper and iron dummy is the limit, and further research on its weak mechanism is pure nonsense, and he can only be chased by these unkillable Xiaoqiang for a while Running all over the world.

He led the dummy army to the most remote small mound in the south of the Yangtze River and wandered around for three days and three nights. A random turn around the terrain can knock these black ghosts out, but it's really not a good feeling to live like a rat crossing the street, especially Mr. Qiu, who is anxious to recover the other five counties in the south of the Yangtze River. Two or three white hairs almost scared Li Ci away.

"These bastards have too much stamina, so exhausting them is not a long-term solution, we have to test the waters first." Qiu Sheng drew a circle on the sand table, "Ambush tomorrow night, I still don't believe that they are not deadly. .”

"Miss He hasn't arrived yet, Lord Qiu, it's only half a month, is it too urgent?"

Qiu Sheng nodded when he heard the words, and was about to answer when he heard a message from someone outside: "Master Qiu! General Han hastened the military report!"

"Read!"

"In the next county in the south of the Yangtze River, the informant sent news that the shaman Chuanmu was going to change his tactics and transfer his troops from the Huo Army to the Pivot Army Jia Army in order to temporarily control the situation. The shaman's situation is gone. In less than half a year, Jiangnan will be recovered."

Qiu Sheng clenched the dead skin on her lips, slowly tore it apart along the skin texture, and grinded the blood-stained flesh with her front teeth. After a long while, she finally opened her mouth and said, "Show letter paper."

Li Ci held the four treasures of the study and waited for a long time, when he heard the words, he quickly went forward and said, "Your Majesty."

The corner of his mouth was slightly bleeding, but for some reason he smiled lightly.

Finally, he was given a just right reason to fight back. No matter what this time, the Nanda Camp Fire Army must do its last bit of strength to fight for Jiangnan.He didn't know how Qiu Wei took out such a large sum of money from the already flashy treasury. With that amount, it blocked the previous debts to Loulan Guijue Kingdom, and it would cost him nothing to buy another batch of military equipment, food and pay. is more than enough.

This is obviously not something that can be achieved by relying on the strategy discussed by the imperial court and Chu Yu earlier, Qiu Sheng naturally had doubts in his heart, but because everything on the battlefield must be resolved quickly in half a moment, there is really no time. Ten thinks clearly about the ins and outs of this matter, and can only let Qiu Wei make waves in the capital for the time being. Anyway, according to Qiu Sheng's own statement, this will be Qiu Wei's world from now on, and he will follow his temper as he likes. , the bitter retribution is what this person suffers.

Even though Qiu Wei offered such a large amount of money and materials, Qiu Sheng could still see some hidden difficulties. He expected that although this person had a strange way to respond, if he was asked to draw blood again, it might not be as good as once. back.

The war can no longer continue, Qiu Sheng sighed softly, no matter whether it is the common people or the self-respecting civil and military officials, they can't hold on anymore.

He finished writing the military report with a few pens, handed it to the messenger, held the Yingying sword tightly and lifted the curtain to leave the tent, lit a military bulletin, and at that moment, it was as bright as day, awakening the sleeping man. All the soldiers, hundreds of thousands of troops assembled here silently in an instant, and a tall man in light armor suddenly occupied the center.

"From now on, I will never retreat again! Tomorrow morning before dawn, I will fight to the death with him! All soldiers!" Qiu Sheng lifted a heavy wine jar, raised his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes showing murderous intent.Holding the sword in his right hand and raising his left hand casually, he poured a mouthful of hot and pungent bitter wine into his throat, and the hot air that spewed out was full of iron blood and arrogance.

With the wine bowl in hand, it was as if he was holding a heavy head on his neck. After drinking, he raised his hand and smashed it to pieces on the cold ground, as if he had put his own life and death aside, roaring loudly: "Follow Nan Daying to the death!"

Qiu Sheng looked at the faces of all the soldiers who were flushed with strong alcohol and excited emotions. Years of wind and sun had tempered these handsome students born in the south of the Yangtze River into heroic soldiers. , It is completely loyal and indignant.The deep and shallow scars cross the long eyebrows, barely stopping at the end of the eyes, and a pair of bright star-like eyes are shining. It turns out that people who are born with firm beliefs have the appearance of such an irresistible and fearful hero.

The wine jar in his hand wobbled for a long time, and finally fell lightly to the ground. Qiu Sheng's eyes were slightly red in such a passionate and intense atmosphere.

Han Jianhua was right, since he met Chu Yu, he began to change in some minor details, until he didn't know when and where, he actually took this life as a treasure, and was reluctant to die.

He closed his eyes fiercely, smashed the wine jar that was still half full of fine wine with his pushing hand, and ordered loudly: "The fire army obeys the order! Prepare in every way, and the commanders stay behind to take orders!"

"Yes!"

No one could hear his subdued cries suppressed in his shouts. This man who had grown stronger over the past few decades had to carefully cover up even the slightest softness in his heart.Facing the steel knife and stepping forward, it is only for a moment to feel the sorrow of time, carrying too many and too heavy names, and even the so-called "Qiu Sheng" has all the true feelings and pride, and it is impossible to keep it.

At this moment, everything outside of the war is a drag.

The fire army strategist is a good hand who is familiar with all kinds of tricks and tricks in nighttime ambushes. This person is naturally much more careful than those soldiers with big hearts. Slipping out, he just opened the curtain and looked in, then consciously shut his mouth and stood aside waiting.

Qiu Sheng was standing upright by the sand table on the table, leaving the military division with a tall and tall profile silhouette. His long eyelashes covered the brilliance of his eyes, and his gaze quietly fell on a ten-thousand-foot bow hanging on the wall. The back straightened up almost in a straight line, but the shoulders collapsed as if they couldn't bear it anymore, adding some unnecessary fragility and mess to the iron-blooded general out of thin air.

There was something subtle and affectionate in that gaze, which may not be known to ordinary people, but there are two bows for this ten-thousand-foot bow. If he is lucky, the other one is probably being held in the warm and soft palm of that person, surrounded by the dexterous and slender bow. Playing casually with his fingers, it doesn't look like a murderous weapon, but more peaceful and gentle in this world.

He focused on the ten-thousand-foot bow for a long time, and after a long while, he moved his stiff neck slowly and painfully, turned to the military adviser waiting at the side, and said with a smile: "The military adviser is very good at reading people's faces."

"Master Qiu," judging from Qiu Sheng's profound martial arts, he must have seen through someone else when he first entered the commander's tent, and it's no problem if he is willing to turn around and answer the conversation at this time.Although Long Live Lord's thoughts are neither deep nor ruthless, he is indeed the most difficult to guess his mind among the characters he has seen in most of his life, so the military adviser immediately changed the topic and returned to the subject, "If you want to ambush before the night is dark, you'd better hurry Hurry up and march."

Qiu Sheng raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard the words, and walked over with his sword and mail armor, his eyes were slightly red: "Then what are you waiting for, the military master?"

That appearance was so unusual that the military division couldn't help being taken aback.

"If I die in battle, a white clown bird will fly here to deliver a letter in the future, please ask the military officer to burn that letter for me to see, and another one," he reached into his arms, took out a letter and sealed it with red wax Handing over the letter, there seemed to be a faint reluctance between his brows and eyes, and he said with a silly smile, "Just tie this letter to the letter box on the bird's paw, and that little thing will know the way."

The military adviser subconsciously took Shen Ruqianjun's letter, and before he could answer, he saw that Qiu Sheng had already paid out the account without any further delay.

He raised his eyes and looked at the faint lights scattered in the dark night sky, and the last trace of tenderness in his eyes quietly disappeared, and he raised his hand and blew up the first military letter bomb of the night.

"The 30 soldiers of the South Camp Fire Army! Where is—"

All over the sky, there was a high-pitched and low-pitched explosion: "This subordinate is——"

Looking at the local army headed by copper and iron dummies chasing from afar, Qiu Sheng flew onto the horse, stroked Xue Qianli's soft long hair with fingers wearing steel armor, and pointed the horizontal knife straight at the shimmering light in the corner of the sky :"kill--"

All of a sudden, the smoke was billowing, and the sound of killing was loud. The copper and iron dummy, who had fought for countless rounds and remained unscathed, went forward more and more courageously, and was able to maintain a relatively high-efficiency combat power under the fierce and brutal firepower of the fire army.Under the strong oppression of these devils, the Nanman army took the opportunity to occupy an overwhelming advantage, roaring towards Qiu Sheng.

The man stood on the tall horse, as if he expected the situation that was completely unfavorable to his side at this time.

He unhurriedly took out a modified military letter bomb, and ignited it thoroughly in the gap where he cut off the arm holding the big knife that went straight to the door.

The sky was as bright as day for a moment, and the other party obviously didn't expect Qiu Sheng to have such a trick. Looking around, he saw a black army coming, like countless black crows, passing through nowhere. The defensive slanted back and went straight in, killing intent permeated the air. Before landing lightly, the surrounding area was already a bloody mess, but a lot of red blood with extremely powerful explosion power was released from the air.

Shaman Chuanmu hid behind the tent, observed every movement of the battlefield through clairvoyance, and saw that there was almost no jumping up: "How could Qiu Sheng have such a thing!"

In such an era that does not only rely on cold weapons to win in hand-to-hand combat, both sides are racing against time to develop new types of weapons of mass destruction.Shaman Chuan Mumoto, who holds a new type of copper and iron dummy, thought that he had already surpassed Qiu Sheng by more than a short step in terms of weapons. Who knew that this little excitement had not had time to taste clearly, but was actually defeated by the opponent's extremely high fighting qualities. The Tianjia army was smashed to pieces.

In the past, they relied on the ground to fight. Shaman Chuanmu always only focused on the evolution of the armor of the ground troops, but he never thought about skyrocketing to [-] miles, overwhelming the enemy's momentum in space and position, and gaining the supreme opportunity of war. .

He was stunned for a long while, and when he slowly came to his senses, he finally roared loudly: "Archer! Sweep his prestige for me!"

The military division said coldly: "Patriarch, what Qiu Sheng used on the Tianjia Army is not the technology we developed for the copper and iron dummy. According to my subordinates, he has not yet cracked this technology, otherwise he would not let the dummy Domineering. He should use something like □□□ to only click for a short moment, riding the wind and riding the waves, and it will land one by one in a short time. If he shoots arrows rashly at this time, not only will it not be decisive, but it may also cause damage. It will accidentally injure one's own fighters and cause unnecessary losses."

After all, Shaman Chuanmu is an old general who can hold his breath at critical moments. He stared at Qiu Sheng surrounded by layers of copper and iron dummies with his eyes like copper bells, and squeezed out a cruel and violent smile from between his lips. Come: "Han Jianhua will deal with it later, release the second batch of copper and iron dummies, I will kill this kid Qiu Sheng first."

The military master smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Everything is as you wish, my patriarch."

Qiu Sheng was caught in the encirclement and suffered a lot of cold knives. Fortunately, they were all minor injuries that did not affect his sword and swing. During the extremely fast fighting movements, he tried his best to squint his eyes in an attempt to see the copper and iron clearly. The center position of the dummy's movement rotation, I was dazzled by the sight, but still didn't figure out any way out. I received a ruthless move head-on, and there was a whistling wind behind my ears. He took the next best thing to dodge his vitals, but still got a solid slap in the spine, causing his eyes to blur in pain.

This was the first time he was injured in the spine, and the warm viscera hurt like a fish in a pond. He only felt the pain like a stormy sea after the bursts of numbness. He turned around and coughed a few times, but he vomited a mouthful of warm blood. Squinting and not daring to relax, he pressed the wound against the horse's back and turned around to sweep the sword. The sharp sword scraped against the dummy's iron-walled body, making a teeth-piercing scream.

There was a roar in the distance, and he slightly raised his head to look back. He was shocked to see that another yurt was blown open, and the people roaring in black armor and iron helmets were the second batch of copper and iron dummies!

For the first time, Qiu Sheng had the premonition that he was about to die on the battlefield, but miraculously, his heart was peaceful and peaceful, with a breath of turbid air-conditioning, but he regarded death as home.

"The appointment in the south of the Yangtze River..." He smiled helplessly, and said to himself, "Now it seems that I, Qiu Zizhan, who is full of anger, is about to break his trust."

Really ironic.

Life and death are a time of misfortune and fortune, but after a blink of an eye, the world is turned upside down. When he tried his best to deal with it, he slowly remembered the conversation he had with the square-faced brother who often stood by Chu Yu's side during the New Year's Day. He didn't think it was a prophecy, but Xiaoran laughed foolishly.

"He was born with a vicious bone, and his soul and soul are exactly the same as Chu Quan's ignorant lunatic. He can suppress it now, but he can't guarantee whether he will have an emergency in the next few decades. Still in time."

"Retire in spite of difficulties?" He sneered, "I can only go against the current... Another thing, you may not know, I, Qiu Sheng, am a lunatic who kills people on the spot without blinking an eye. Damn things... Don't look at me like this, how many times has Ah Yu done things that make me anxious? How often did I not swallow my anger, chew it up and swallow it in my stomach?"

One couldn't dodge in time, a gust of cold wind came from behind, and the slender steel knife with a handle pierced through three inches below the heart. He coughed violently.

He took a deep breath, turned around and slashed the person who had put the cold knife in the dark under the horse, covered the wound in a hurry, and a phantom appeared in front of his eyes.

Simply relying on instinct to swing the sword to kill the enemy, Qiu Sheng felt the cold sweat on his face mixed with blood slowly flowing into his throat along the cracks of his lips, and the murderous aura in his heart miraculously calmed down, turning into extremely calm bursts of eternal clarity, Only then did I realize that dying felt like this.

No sadness, no joy, no injury, no pain, I suddenly felt that I had never felt such a refreshing feeling in this life, as if I was at the bottom of the [-]th floor of hell, surrounded by a boundless darkness that gnawed at my bones, facing me. What comes is the radiance of ten thousand zhang, with some joy of the complete realization that the four elements are all empty.

Everything in the world is suffering, and he should know it well after living in such a position.Where is the use of what is hell and what is punishment?Is there anything more difficult than living in this hurried world?

Instinctively resigning to fate indifferently in the silence of all sounds, he actually wants to put down the sharp knife in his hand in a trance.

When he was at a loss and hesitated, he heard a voice asking softly.

Qiu Zizhan, you haven't killed enough?Isn't the karmic debt you owed enough to be scrubbed [-] million times by Ling Chi?

The warm and gentle light softly sprinkled over his scarred body. On this devastated territory of Dai Viet, the ghosts on the left and the right, not to mention the enemy, it was cold rain and muddy step by step, stumbling and trying his best , but is always slandered and slandered by villains who stand and talk without back pain. After all the ages, who knows what kind of comments will be left with heartfelt blood?

To die under the blade of foreign enemies is undoubtedly an excellent destination for him, and for Qiu Sheng, the commander of the Fire Army.

His vision lost sight, and the faces in front of him became blurred one by one. He lightened his hand, and almost let go of the sword hilt, but at the last moment, he clenched it tightly again.

In the bone-chilling night, he heard a low call that he couldn't let go of no matter what.

"Zizhan!"

Chu Yu led the monks and soldiers dispatched from Tianyuan Temple into the enemy's formation, smashing the entire encirclement of the copper and iron dummy into a mess, and at the critical moment, rescued the head of Long Live Lord Jingui from the sword of the enemy's deputy general .

"Archer! Hit the copper-iron dummy two inches above the center opening! Light the torch and shoot the arrow!"

No one knew who this god who was commanding a group of monk soldiers was, but seeing Qiu Sheng wrapped in his arms, he naturally ordered him to release the arrow, and in an instant, the battlefield was engulfed in flames.Because the battle of the copper and iron dummies was temporarily dispersed, Qiu Sheng didn't have to be a living target for a while, and actually enjoyed a rare warm and fragrant nephrite in this battlefield.

His mind, which was stuck on the edge of consciousness, came back slowly, and he willingly fell back into the endless darkness, and fell into the warm and firm embrace of that person.

Excessive blood loss caused his vision to blur, but he still stretched out his hand stubbornly, and was about to touch his smooth and tender skin, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a slightly dry pistol.

Deng Shi tried his best to widen his eyes, and asked with his tongue tied, "Ah...Ah?"

He didn't get an answer for a long time, and was about to gather his strength to open his eyes again, but his eyes were gently covered by the man's soft and slightly callused hands, and he felt the violent trembling that he couldn't hide in a drowsy state.

Chu Yu was afraid in the back.

God knows what kind of excitement he was feeling when he rushed to Jiangnan, but what he saw was such a frightening scene, and he felt that the person in his arms was almost doomed before half a stick of incense time, and he felt dizzy. There was even a slight fishy sweetness in the throat.

However, when it is not mother-in-law or mother-in-law right now, Chu Yu drew out his long sword with a "swish", and the moment before he shot to kill the enemy, he whispered in Qiu Sheng's ear: "Qiu Zizhan, tell me to catch up again...I can't kill you .”