laughing soul

As soon as the spring equinox passed, the final decisive battle between Nan Daying and Shaman Chuanmu happened head-on.

Probably because I don't know what accidents will happen in the future tens of thousands of days, so I bloom so passionately and gorgeously. If I had known that it would bloom in one moment, it would turn into flying ash in the blink of an eye, but there are still such beautiful scenery all over the mountains and plains. ?

Both people and flowers are like this, I hope we only live in the moment and don't think about the future.

Qiu Sheng was suffering from injuries all over her body, but she still gritted her teeth and went to battle. The bloody hole in her chest started to jump around before it healed. I don't know if it's really too long to live for more than 20 years.

Fang Jiu couldn't stop this headstrong donkey who didn't listen to good people. What's more, he was still the commander of the fire army, not the sick one. Yes, if Uncle Qiu dared to go on a rampage with his passion, it would be a good idea to directly remove this person from the military calendar in the future, once and for all.

Besides, the autumn pervert just got all the infinite tenderness in the red gauze tent, and is still in the stage of eating marrow and knowing the taste. I am afraid that it will be too late for my own life. A lot has happened.

After careful consideration before and after, and after discussing with Han Jianhua through messengers, Fang Jiu, who is habitually introverted, dared to nod his head, but he was still not at ease. In his hand, he looked like an old man who went to a temple fair and was worried about losing his child.

Qiu Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I said Commander Fang, dare you not be afraid of being laughed at by those barbarians?"

This formation is simply too fresh and refined, there is a conjoined twin inexplicably in the well-endowed generals of the Huojun formation, the distance between the two is ridiculously close, Fang Jiu's war horse can't wait to kiss Xue Qianli's ass, the latter is swaying Ming Ming's attitude is very disgusting with this kind of filthy and dirty behavior. Needless to say, he twisted his buttocks, and he kept spraying hot air from his nostrils to show his disdain. After all, the move is to make some flowers.

Almost all the decent generals of the Nanban were killed in the long tug-of-war. Among the eight commanders standing in front of the army, only three were alive. Most of the soldiers behind them were black-skinned and black-faced dummy teams, with a few living people scattered all over their bodies, and they were already at the end of their strength and could not hold on to the scene.

Fang Jiu crossed the long knife and grinned at his shoulder: "A joke? I'll blow it up to shards of meat later, and go to the [-]th floor of hell to make jokes! I have a thick skin with copper teeth and steel teeth. Afraid of these little fellows?"

What he said was extremely loud, as if he deliberately said it to the few living people on the other side to demonstrate. The shaman Chuanmu is good at reading lips, and he has seen it clearly through clairvoyance, and immediately attacked the case : "March!"

It's only been a few days since the military division defected and rebelled. The patriarch who is in charge of tens of millions of people has lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye. The layers of fat that have accumulated on the general's belly in the past have disappeared without a trace. The pig-headed face was so skinny that the cheekbones protruded horribly, and the unbearable redness almost covered his entire swollen eyeballs. At this moment, he stood up in a rage, his white eyebrows and beard together Jumping up, it looks like a thousand-year-old white-haired turtle has become a spirit, barking its teeth and claws to take Qiu Sheng's life.

It's a pity that it's too late, the general situation is gone, at this time, the anger is soaring, it's just to get an unwarranted title of martyr because of the luxuriant grass on the grave in the future, but there is no power to turn back.

The five batches of copper and iron dummies have all been released, and they look fierce like ancient evil gods. After receiving the collective command of the shaman Chuanmu, they all pointed at the head of the fire army where Qiu Sheng was, and their long knives flashed to kill people. The cold and cold light, the gunpowder burning in the back of the chest exudes a sour smell of gunpowder smoke under the gathering, and the murderous intent suddenly rises.

Standing in the center of the vortex, Qiu Sheng sighed secretly, lowered his head and whispered to Fang Jiu, "I always feel that he has lost his mind at the moment, and he has to ignore both the art of war and the routine."

Fang Jiu was dressed in light armor, and it was a bit troublesome to bend down to get close to Qiu Sheng, but he could hear the general idea, and he understood a lot of the rest of the ignorance: "Beili and the thieves in the capital are completely cut off. The news probably reached his ears, and under such circumstances, there has never been a precedent of victory in the past and present, so he must have lost his mind and wanted to drag Master Qiu to be buried with him."

As the black clouds overwhelmed the city, Qiu Sheng gradually distanced himself from Fang Jiu calmly, turned his palms and made a gesture before the other party gave an order, with a smile on his brows and eyes.

"I'll lure the old thief Shaman Chuanmu out in person, so keep an eye out."

As soon as his wrist stopped, Fang Jiu issued a mountainous military order: "The fire army obeys the order! Kill——"

Qiu Sheng's blunt smile quickly withdrew in an instant. He waved the army flag and took away the two thousand dead soldiers that Fang Jiulin specially dispatched before the battle. The gap was inserted into the enemy's formation.

He had never discussed this move with Fang Jiu before. He watched the great immortal lead the army out of the camp and directly into the enemy's camp at a slow and firm pace. Kowtow to this man directly.

2000 people disobeyed orders and went straight to the enemy's tens of thousands of troops. This is no longer bravado, it's just looking for death!

There is no time, and in a hurry, he can only give an order first: "A group of archers obey the order! Let the poisonous arrows!"

In fact, the so-called poisonous arrows are just acid liquids made according to the recipe jointly developed by He Lingyu and the military division. They are used to corrode the hard skin of the copper and iron dummy. Arrows are just nonsense, so that the shaman Chuanmu, who raises his tail to the sky every day, can take it lightly. Their beloved Master Qiu euphemistically called it "Soldiers never tire of deceit".

Fang Jiu swung his knife to take the first cold attack from the leader. Fang Jiu dodged twice, and when he turned around, he had already expected the soldier's next move. The ground was pulled up, and he deftly avoided the two sharp blades sticking to the horse's hooves. Taking advantage of the precious space in which the opponent was slightly stunned, he turned the blades away, and precisely slid in along the corner of the armor, stabbing his hot heart severely. .There was a change in the wind behind him, and it was too late to put away the knife and change hands. As a last resort, he raised his arms and hoisted the warm corpse to his waist and swept it desperately. The five-inch tip of the knife pierced the attacker's fragile throat, and he was still wide open. With his eyes closed, the strength in his arm was no longer there. A steel hammer limply slashed across Fang Jiu's cold light armor, and hit the ground heavily.

It was the right time to look back, and he turned around and roared at Qiu Sheng who had already gone away: "Qiu Zizhan! You!"

His voice was almost hoarse, but it was lost in the continuous sound of gunfire. The man lost almost one-third of the attack power of the copper and iron dummy while moving. Fang Jiu waved his hand, flipped his wrist, and took away the long knife fixed on his back, cutting off the first killing move of the night.

Fang Jiu became bewildered by his strategizing eyes, he really couldn't figure out why Qiu Sheng broke the boat.

The art of defeating the enemy is already in hand, and the first batch of sour arrows have been fired long ago. Although those copper and iron dummies are indeed not as easy to deal with as He Lingyu said lightly, and they are numerous and known by the magnetic pole gravity. How to avoid bows and arrows, so the hit rate of feather arrows is not high, but there is a way to control the enemy anyway, not to mention that the shaman Chuanki was originally at a disadvantage in the decisive battle, even if he fought step by step honestly, he could not It's just a couple of days.

Even if it took longer, it wouldn't be wrong for him, Qiu Sheng, to secretly figure out a desperate way to penetrate into the enemy's formation!

Fang Jiu only felt that the palms of his hands were hurting from the cold iron, and the figure of Qiu Sheng was already submerged in the sea of ​​people and could not be seen anymore.

The war drum sounded again, Fang Jiu calmed down secretly, temporarily put Qiu Sheng's behavior of leaving the battle without permission, and led the army to sweep into the enemy's camp, and rushed the real soldiers and the copper and iron dummy to the ground according to the plan. Conversely, when this exhausted legion came to their senses, it was hopeless. Nan Daying's own military adviser and He Lingyu both stood on the high pavilion to see clearly, and seized the opportunity to release a military bomb.

There was a bang, and for a moment in the dying morning, it seemed like a death bell rang through the sky.

Fang Jiu waved the flag high, and lit the second military bomb to show his response.

"The fire army's dragon hand obeys the order! Light the fire——"

The sour liquid that had poured over the sky and covered the sky before poured the copper and iron dummies in sevens and eights. Before the battle, Fang Jiu specially divided a group of people just in case, and each person held a bucket of acid to arrest whoever was poured.The status of this group of soldiers is quite high, because the big water bucket really made them inconvenient and unable to attack and defend, Fang Jiu even specially equipped them with a team of excellent guards, and his calculations were extremely careful.Until now, almost none of the copper and iron dummies have survived this sour shower, revealing bits and pieces of their internal structures. Although there is not much room for the flames to spread, they are also more invulnerable than the previous water and fire. Good too much.

Before lighting the fire, the job of the earth dragon hand is to beat the enemy vigorously while pouring lard on the ground calmly. At this time, countless torches fell to the ground at the same time, and the entire battlefield filled with gunpowder quickly turned into a sea of ​​flames.Hundreds of copper and iron dummies obviously lack the ability to deal with emergencies. If they can make some expressions, it will definitely be a big stunned crowd.

Shaman Chuanmu was not prepared to deal with the sea of ​​fire battlefield, and he was dazzled for a while when facing clairvoyance.

Beside him is a new military advisor who has just taken office. Although he has a lot of experience in the battlefield and is very sophisticated and vicious, he does not have the talent of the original military advisor in ingenious structure. Fur, let him play with a wooden puppet to fool children. It would be reasonable to say, but now they are a batch of real killing weapons. He absolutely dare not slap his swollen face to pretend to be a fat man, and leave the name of a dog-headed soldier.

The scene fell silent for a while, if the shaman Chuanmu didn't understand why Qiu Sheng and Fang Jiu came up with such a trick at first, but now he understood each other's intention no matter how stupid he was.

When I got the idea and took a closer look, the thing that claimed to be a poisonous arrow just now had nothing to do with poison at all, it actually melted the steel and iron bones of the dummy!

Shaman Chuanmu's eyes widened, and he finally came to his senses.

It's acid.

First corrode the skin, muscles, tendons and bones on the surface to expose the internal structure, then ignite to increase the surface temperature of the dummy, and then conduct it into the middle of the mechanical parts to heat up again, after completely wiping out the effect of jinhui clay on reducing the burning temperature, forcing the copper and iron dummy People spontaneously combust on the spot. If there are too many guns placed in the back of the dummy, it may explode.

This can be said to be the only way to solve the nearly invulnerable copper and iron dummy. In the words of the former military adviser at the time, it was "give Shang Qiusheng and He Lingyu half a year's work, and they may not be able to get a single star." It's ingenious and hard to break, how could it be understood by that boy Qiu Sheng in just a few days?

He held his breath slightly, his wrinkled face like old tree bark suddenly showed murderous intent, and he growled in a hoarse voice, "Where is the lieutenant general!"

Immediately outside the commander's tent, a powerful man came in, knelt down on the ground and saluted: "Patriarch."

Shaman Chuanmu gritted his teeth and said, "When did you lose your badge?"

The lieutenant general seemed to be slightly stunned. In this battlefield of killing intent, throwing a token at random is never a big deal for their unrestrained nation, even if it is really accidentally lost. , The friendship between the soldiers at the border is a life-long friendship, so it's not a problem to get acquainted with each other, and a pot of dirty wine and two or three stupid words just pass by with a haha, no one takes it seriously.

Now it was his own commander who asked in a cold voice with a dark face, and the deputy general racked his brains for a long time before he was dazed for a while: "It seems to be...yesterday? Or it was earlier, but the general didn't notice it."

As soon as he put down the first five words, Shaman Chuanmu's old face, which was already too dark, turned even darker unexpectedly. Those who didn't know it thought it was an unlucky father who was peed all over by his own bear child.

After a long while, he snorted coldly, turned his head with a bleak face and said with a sneer, "So it turned out to be so... No wonder this trick was broken so quickly."

The tip of his tongue pressed against his palate, and he could vaguely taste the smell of blood.

Everyone betrayed relatives, until now, I understand what it feels like.

He took a deep breath, refocused his eyes on the clairvoyant on the side, and suddenly saw Qiu Sheng, who had long been separated from the main army, charging forward and entering the army. This person always makes people shudder.

It seems that this body is unwilling to go to hell alone, and when death is imminent, thousands of ghosts will be involved in the underworld together.

Shaman Chuanmu felt a chill down his back, and somehow firmly believed that he was definitely the one who was unlucky this time.

Qiu Sheng's apostasy has never gone unnoticed. Since the year of being weak, he has learned to hide his thoughts secretly in a dark place, and he is not willing to reveal the tip of the iceberg. Those candidates for the dead ghost held their heads and hurriedly speculated.

The knife was hanging above his head, if he couldn't react anymore, he might be close to death.

Shaman Chuanmu tightly clasped his fingers and began to bite nervously.

What the hell is he here for?Why go deep into the enemy's line?Why would you rather hang your life by a thread and still do this to this extent?

The same problem, the golden tents of the South Camp at dusk, troubled another person.

The master of the pavilion fell asleep for a day and a night. When he got up for the first time, he saw the dim light from outside the curtain. There was less than the slightest sound in the barracks.

Zhengxin was puzzled, but it was Li Ci who came with exquisite meals and called out respectfully: "Young Master Chu, eat something."

As soon as he opened the curtain, although it was only for such a short moment, it was enough for Chu Yu to see the scenery outside the tent clearly.In the dusk, the sky is gray and yellow, where is the morning light at the right time, it is clearly the scene of dusk and evening!

Confused, unable to care about etiquette, Chu Yu grabbed Li Ci's wrist, and asked fiercely with a fierce expression that the other party had never seen before: "Where is Zizhan? Where is Qiu Zizhan?"

Li Ci didn't know whether he was frightened by the man's courage to call Long Live Lord's name loudly, or by his angry look about to eat people. When he let go of his wrist, he rolled the porridge and rice on the ground, breaking it into pieces. It's safe.

His face turned cold in an instant, he glanced sideways at the porridge spilled on the ground casually, and said with a sneer, "It's really interesting, he knows that I am the owner of the Cuiwei Pavilion, but he still wants to take these low-level ghosts Things are fooling me. Although Cui Wei has stopped specializing in poison art in recent years, he is still careless after all when he underestimates the enemy... Eunuch Li."

He suddenly tightened his fingers and increased his strength. Li Ci, who is used to thin skin and tender flesh, could not stand such pain. Even if he wanted to shout out, Chu Yu sent a tube of soup into it.This unprepared choke nearly killed him on the spot, he coughed a few times violently, but only spit out some red and slightly black liquid, smacked the tip of his tongue, and tasted it There was a slight smell of blood, and he was about to ask something, but he saw Chu Yu rubbing his chin, as if he was deep in thought and couldn't extricate himself, his expression was very much like Qiu Sheng.

At this moment, the man who turned into a Rakshasa said to himself: "Most of the poison should be gone, but I don't know if it still has the same effect as it did against Kex back then... Eunuch Li?"

I don't know if he was deeply trapped in the illusion, but these few words he said lightly seemed to have some kind of earth-shattering courage. Li Ci felt his head was dizzy, and he could no longer concentrate and think patiently. After a while, One side of his body was numb and painful, and his consciousness gradually faded. At the critical point, he stretched out his arms and pulled towards the person in front of him, as if he was in a quagmire looking for a piece of driftwood to survive. The man, with a face as cold as ice, took a slight step back.

The sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and the mind withered like grass and trees.

It was nothing more than a living dead in front of him, Chu Yu raised his right wrist indifferently, looked at the wound that had just been opened not long ago, and let out a long sigh.

The poison in the blood has gone for a long time, and it is impossible to reach the point where death is certain for a stick of incense, but I didn't expect that the ability to deceive people's minds would never be inferior to that at that time. It was quite unexpected.

He lowered his head and pinched his fingers to count the days, and decided to wait until the end of the Jiangnan War, and follow the old lady Xu Liushan's advice to perform a blood cleansing operation on his own. Although the curative effect may not be one-tenth of that of other genius doctors, he has dealt with this period There is still enough time.

Quick battle, not only the treasury of Dayue could not afford it, but also his body like a tattered rag.

Looking up, seeing that Li Ci had lost all reason, Chu Yu sat down and drank a cup of hot tea in a leisurely manner, lowered his voice, and asked word by word: "Why did Qiu Sheng go to the front line of the war in person?"

The big puppet brother with the face of Li Ci shook his head in confusion: "I don't know... I know..."

With such a posture, it is impossible for ordinary people to retain half of their sanity. Chu Yu leaned back on the table, thinking that he would be like a dog biting a bastard when he met Qiu Sheng, who was so determined to go his own way. That's called someone who has nowhere to talk.