General Zhiyi

In the long night, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded like thunder in the distance, followed by the orderly sound of footsteps as if thousands of troops were stepping by. The continuous noisy sound quickly awakened the vicinity of the Yinxu border. The villagers, the shadow of the massacre of the village a few days ago still loomed over their hearts, the movement at this moment was no different from the horn of death, and in panic, they rushed out of the door to escape for their lives.

Unexpectedly, the surroundings of the village are peaceful and peaceful, but this tranquility and peace are a bit too much, even the barking of dogs and the sound of insects have completely disappeared, and the sound of "stamping" footsteps and "dongdong" far away in the depths of Yinxu "The sound of war drums seemed to be ringing in their ears, beating their hearts one after another, flustered, confused and helpless...

At this time, a young man suddenly pointed at the depths of Yinxu and shouted excitedly: "Look! The yellow flag of red deficit! That's... the Chicheng Army!"

Almost everyone who lives on the border of Yinxu has never heard of the Chicheng Army of Yin Country. No one is more familiar with the popular stories that have been passed down for hundreds of years. Every villager here listens to the Chicheng Army fighting on the battlefield. Growing up in the legend, even the vast majority of men have longed to be one of them or to see the demeanor of the Red Army in their dreams when they were young.

At this moment, everyone opened their eyes wide, stretched their necks and looked into the depths of Yin Ruins. It can be seen that in the mist, a bright yellow flag was flying wantonly against the strong wind. On the flag that was torn to pieces by external forces, The bright red character "Chi" shone brightly against the flames, and everyone opened their mouths unconsciously and exclaimed in surprise: "It's the Chicheng Army! It's the Chicheng Army! General Zhizhi is here! Jianzhi came to the world to kill demons." evil!"

At the same time, there was only a soft sound of "咻", and a feathered arrow pierced the sky and shot straight into the left chest of an unusually burly headless soldier in white armor, and then the sharp arrow released a dazzling white light. , the white light instantly swelled up, but in the blink of an eye, the soldier struggled and turned into a wisp of black smoke in the white light, and immediately disappeared completely.

Seeing this, Tang Jingxu frowned, turned his head and cast a sidelong glance at the black-armored lieutenant holding a longbow beside him, and said with a snort, "Okay, Bai Zhou, the first blood in the war, domineering, this general wants to worship you!" !"

"What? Haven't you heard that it's better to strike first?" Bai Zhou casually glanced at him as he drew his bow and arrow, "Why don't I give you the last blood and make you handsome?"

"Oh, I really have to thank Lieutenant Bai." While speaking, Tang Jingxu bit his fingers together and slid his two fingers together with blood on the Chicheng sword. The soldier who rushed in front of him stepped on his shoulder and stabbed his sword neatly into his heart. The white light reflected his proud eyes, and the soldiers enveloped in the white light suddenly disappeared.

"General Tang is brave! General Tang is mighty!" Bai Chuan, who was standing beside Yin Liansheng, couldn't help crying and screaming, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Hearing his hoarse roar, Bai Zhou couldn't help turning around and shouting: "Bai Chuan, can you take a look at your brother?"

Bai Chuan ignored him, and his eyes were glued to Tang Jingxu's body. Seeing his expression, he almost wanted to jump to his feet and raised his arms and shouted.

Seeing that he couldn't restrain himself and kept jumping up and down for a while, Yin Liansheng put his hand on his head, Bai Chuan was overwhelmed by the flattery, and immediately became a wooden pile in fright, he was dazed and didn't dare to move.Seeing that he was at peace, Yin Liansheng said flatly: "Don't jump, your head will fall off."

Bai Chuan swallowed silently, nodded timidly, and still stared at Tang Jingxu intently. After a long while, he raised his hand and touched his neck worriedly, making sure that his head was in the right position, before he felt at ease.

Yin Liansheng's eyes were also fixed on Tang Jingxu, watching him wield his sword neatly, beheading the charging enemy soldiers one by one, his gestures seemed to be shining with light, it was too dazzling, Yin Liansheng's heart was fierce It was beating, and there was an impulse screaming in his body, asking him to go forward and clean up all those obtrusive things, and then pull his general and bring him back to Xiyun Mountain. It doesn't matter whether he is drunk or dreaming of death, as long as Tang Jingxu can be by his side, he has nothing else to ask for.

However, he still didn't dare to do that, even though it was easy to kill all the wolf ghosts, "You Hen" was still there, it was like a boa constrictor entrenched in the darkness, the stinky snake letter had stretched out to their faces, ready to kill them at any time. It may open its mouth wide and swallow them in one gulp.

Tang Jingxu would not just sit idly by, his heart would never allow him to be Yin Liansheng alone, Tang Jingxu's natural arrogance and uprightness would not allow him to be content in such a situation. Yi Yu, then, even if Yin Liansheng is reluctant, he has to let go.However, 800 years ago, he could only stand behind him. This time, they were able to fight side by side.

Hearing a low laugh from above, Bai Chuan raised his head in confusion, and saw Yin Liansheng drew a long sword from his waist and walked towards Tang Jingxu. Bai Chuan was startled, and subconsciously grabbed his clothes. Sleeve: "Your Majesty..."

Yin Liansheng glanced back at him, but before he could speak, he chopped a soldier holding a sledgehammer in half with a backhand sword, and Bai Chuan immediately dropped his jaw in shock, until Yin Liansheng cut him in half. Only when the sleeves were pulled away from his hands did he realize that the weak and sick emperor 800 years ago was actually so... formidable?

"Why, you think our movements are too slow and you can't stand it anymore, or do you think there is a huge gap between the enemy and us and you want to help?" Seeing Yin Liansheng approaching, Tang Jingxu raised his chin and asked.

800 years ago, the Canglang tribe attacked the imperial city with a hostile spirit and hatred for the goddess being taken away. They finally captured the palace. Unexpectedly, Yin Lian turned into a ghost after his death and killed them completely. The hatred between them naturally deepened, causing a good part of them to turn into ghosts.

In comparison, the soldiers of the Chicheng Army died fighting for the country. They thought they died a worthy death. Although they died tragically, they did not have the evil intention of turning into ghosts. After death, he was still looking forward to the return of their general Tang, and led them to drive out the barbarians, so he turned into a ghost and stayed.

As a result, the number of the Canglang tribe is almost three times that of the Chicheng army, but Tang Jingxu and Bai Zhou are the priests of the fairy capital after all, and it is not difficult to strangle all the evil spirits within a stick of incense, but they just think in their hearts The goal is to lead the soldiers of the Chicheng Army to turn defeat into victory and make up for the shortcomings of 800 years ago. Therefore, apart from adding some magic to weapons, they are all using real kung fu. Even so, they can still do it with ease.

"I don't want to stand behind you anymore." Yin Liansheng smiled and raised his hand to rub his face gently, "Besides, the way you swing your sword is so charming, I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain myself."

"What can't be restrained?" Tang Jingxu raised his eyebrows.

Yin Liansheng chuckled, leaned into his ear and blew: "What do you think?"

Tang Jingxu squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at him, then quickly pecked his lips lightly, and said seriously: "I find that your appearance of being in heat anytime and anywhere is quite attractive."

"Hey, hello!" Seeing the sudden behavior of the two of them, Bai Zhou took the time to wipe his face depressedly, "Please pay attention to the occasion, please? This is on the battlefield, and there are children watching!"

Yin Liansheng glanced at him with a smile, took two steps back and did not speak.

"Here we come." Tang Jingxu suddenly turned his head and looked into the depths of the palace's wide open gate, his eyes instantly turned cold.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Canglang tribe all stopped and quickly gathered towards the palace gate.Bai Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then looked there, keenly aware that a strong evil spirit was approaching. The evil spirit contained strong resentment and hatred that could not be ignored, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

Seeing Yin Liansheng suddenly stepped forward to block in front of him, his complexion darkened, his eyes filled with deep disgust, Tang Jingxu immediately realized something, pinched his hand, frowned and asked, "You hate?"

"Yes, but not all." Yin Liansheng's hand holding the sword tightened a little bit.

"That guy has been staring at us for so long, you can't hold it anymore when you come up." Tang Jingxu looked at the figure slowly walking out of the palace gate, and his eyes widened the moment he saw the face clearly. The rage that had lasted for 800 years suddenly hit my heart.

it's him!

800 years ago, he led troops into the imperial city, dug out Yin Liansheng's heart and held up the man who was smiling ferociously in front of him!

"Yin Lai, the patriarch of the Canglang clan," Yin Liansheng grabbed Tang Jingxu, who was about to rush over subconsciously, and said in a deep voice, "He has the aura of 'You Hen' on him, and he is already half-deviled. Jing Xu , give him to me."

Tang Jingxu's hands were trembling under the utmost restraint, and the picture of Yin Liansheng lying pale in a pool of blood in the hall 800 years ago kept flashing before his eyes, the heart was lifted high, and the people in the hall wept with joy The low murmur, that grinning face... each one was like a sharp dagger, scraping away the scabbed scars on his body, piercing them deeply, making him pale and heartbroken with pain It's so hard that even breathing feels like a sharp knife.

"Damn it, this bastard dares to come out!" Tang Jingxu cursed through his teeth.

"Jing Xu, I've always wondered," Bai Zhou frowned and walked over, "Why are the heads of the Canglang clan and the Chicheng army missing?"

Tang Jingxu's eyes were fixed on the head of the Canglang clan standing in the distance, "I can't get away from that guy."

Bai Chuan popped up from the side, and said, "Yes, it's him! Back then, he ordered our heads to be cut off and brought into the palace. Maybe he didn't take them away because he thought I was young. Later, they all died, too. He even cut off his own head. Not only that, but those who broke in and were caught will also end up in the same way.”

"Damn it, from this point of view, they are the ones who slaughtered the village." Bai Zhou couldn't help scolding his mother several times, "It's too cheap, pretending to be the Chicheng Army, so it smears us! It's disgusting!"

"He wanted to lure me out." Tang Jingxu squinted his eyes, calmed down, and looked at Eli with undisguised deep anger in his eyes, "Since we met again, then I'll do it again." Kill him once!"