"Where do you think that barbarian put two people of unknown origin?" The bearded man sat in his tent, took off his heavy armor under the service of the soldiers, opened his chest, and wore his shirtless clothes in front of him.
A basin filled with clean water.
The messenger soldier bent down to reply.
"Yes, it was specially arranged by the Major General."
Bearded man: "Did he say anything?"
The soldier who sent the message: "The Major General said that it is cleaner over there. Even if the enemy attacks at night, the two distinguished guests will not be disturbed. They are safe."
The bearded man suddenly let out a sneer.
Contempt: "A barbarian is a barbarian. He acts willfully without any sense of the overall situation. What else is there besides brute strength?"
Messenger Soldiers is a private tribe of bearded men.
He followed the bearded man's words and said: "The general is absolutely right. The young general is really messing around this time. Do you want to tell me..."
The bearded man raised his hand to stop.
He said: "No, the old guy has been partial to this bastard for more than a day or two. Even if he said it, I was the one who was scolded in the end. Don't worry about this matter. If something happens, it's just a good time for the old guy to see his treasure.
What the hell is that?"
The messenger soldier pursed his lips and lowered his head.
The "old man" mentioned by the general in front of him was none other than his biological father. He was also the culprit who ignored all kinds of privileges given to barbarian youths. However, the messenger soldiers were the private subordinates of the bearded man and not the old general.
of.
In private, these disrespectful epithets can only be forgotten, and we dare not reveal even a single word, otherwise the whole family will lose their lives.
The bearded man didn't even look at the cowardly look of the messenger soldier who lowered his head and hunched his shoulders. He opened his arms slightly, and his concubine, who was pretending to be a soldier, twisted the cloth and squatted down to help him wipe the smelly upper body. Wherever the wet cloth had passed.
, the hot and sticky feeling is swept away.
The concubine also took some ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.
Looking at the red marks on the joints caused by the thin ropes, he felt distressed and said, "Sigh... why does the general have to suffer so much? No matter how great his achievements are, isn't he going to take away most of them in the end?"
Although the weather is getting colder now, the armor is still on the body all day long and the smell of sweat is stifling. The armor tether can cut the skin through the lining. The "barbarian" wears a shoulder armor and a skirt as if he is wearing armor.
Yes, it's as casual as if you're here for an outing and a party.
If it were anyone else, he would have been scolded long ago.
When it was the young man's turn, nothing happened.
Who doesn't know that the old general is partial to the creaking nest?
The bearded man touched his concubine's delicate and soft hands, closed his eyes and enjoyed the process of gently applying the medicine, and sneered: "What's the point of this? Who let the old man lose his life and make such a barbarian with a barbarian girl?
He is very talented..."
If Xiaocheng is captured, the credit belongs to that barbarian; if Xiaocheng cannot be captured, 70% to 80% of the responsibility belongs to him.
"He is very talented, and you are not bad either." She bent down and picked up the armor one by one and put it on the shelf one by one. The whole set was not very heavy and weighed close to thirty kilograms. "You can also transform into something."
Martial armor? Isn’t it tiring to wear this big thing all day long?”
The bearded man put his feet, which had been suffocating all night, into the cold water. The chill spread all over his body along his feet, and goosebumps appeared on his back. He sighed, rubbed the soles of his feet, and sneered without raising his head: "
What does a woman know?"
A courageous warrior can transform into armor, but the armor cannot be maintained for a long time and requires a lot of martial energy. When it comes to martial energy, it doesn't matter how much it is when nothing happens, but it doesn't matter if you waste it at critical moments.
Generally speaking, generals wear armor at all times.
To prevent unexpected emergencies.
It was only these women who knew nothing and only wanted to be light, and the barbarian who thought that there was no need to wear armor with martial arts. The bearded man took a simple bath under the service of his concubine, and his mood improved a lot.
, plus looking at beauties under the lamp...
"Beauty, come!"
He smiled and licked his dry lips, then put his arms around his concubine and carried her behind the screen. Not to mention, the soldier's clothes looked really good on his concubine.
Not long after, there was a strange sound in the camp that made people blush and stir their imaginations. The concubine was still ashamed and wanted to suppress her, but the bearded man didn't care and was happy as he pleased.
The guards outside the tent could hear it clearly.
The eyes observe the nose, and the nose observes the heart.
Even if the old general reprimanded his son for taking women to the battlefield for fun, this man was forgetful and did not take the old father's words to heart at all. The personal guard did not dare to remind the bad guy, this man was not easy to talk to.
Lord.
As time went by, he attacked the city and captured the territory with overwhelming force, until the enemy was exhausted and begged for mercy.
He smiled and prepared to take a short rest and directly attack the enemy's main camp to win the battle in one fell swoop. Just when he was blowing the final attack bugle, a short, sharp, high-pitched sound came from outside the tent, which shocked him.
One slip.
"presumptuous!"
Turn off the engine halfway!
He got up and left the battlefield in anger.
He casually folded his clothes, his face was still livid and angry after being frightened, and his eyes were blazing as he stared at the person who interrupted him.
Unexpectedly, the messenger soldier gasped and said: "Big, big thing is bad - the rear camp, there is a fire in the direction of the rear camp!!!
After the bearded man heard clearly, his eyes suddenly widened. He grabbed the collar of the messenger soldier, lifted him up and scolded him: "What! What did you say about the fire?"
The messenger soldier pointed in the direction outside the camp.
Before he could catch his breath, the bearded man was so angry and anxious that he threw the messenger soldier away and strode towards the outside of the tent.
I saw bursts of noise coming from the direction of the back camp, the fire had grown in size in just a few breaths, and figures of people running around in a panic could still be vaguely seen.
"What happened?"
He growled at the captured soldiers.
"Or is the enemy attacking at night?"
The captured soldiers did not know.
Not only him, but also the personal guards guarding outside the main tent didn't know the specific situation. All this happened so suddenly, if the messenger soldiers hadn't rushed over in a hurry, they wouldn't even have reacted.
When did the enemy sneak in?
When was the sneak attack?
How many people are there?
Don't know at all.
Even the soldiers near the rear camp didn't know. They only knew that the frightened cattle and sheep were on fire, and they were rushing in all directions. The wooden fence was smashed like paper.
The nearby camps suffered disaster.
One rush and one collapse!
In the camp, the soldiers who had already slept in their clothes let out short, shrill screams. They only had time to feel the pain before they died.
Some soldiers wanted to kill them with weapons, but they underestimated the speed and strength of these cows and sheep after being frightened and running wildly.
Those soldiers who overestimated their strength were knocked to the ground, the cows' hooves trampled on their heads, and the sound of broken ribs could be heard clearly.
One foot cracked the sternum, and two feet went to hell!
The fighting ability of cattle is not bad, and those sheep are not bad either.
Their hair is thicker and thicker than that of cattle, and the fire is stronger. They will carry the flames wherever they rush. The overturned tents were set on fire in a short time. The rebel soldiers were in a hurry...
It is necessary not only to put out the fire but also to control these animals.
However, they were leaderless and failed to control the frightened cattle and sheep at the first time. It was destined that when they really dispersed, the situation would run wildly in an uncontrollable direction.
A bearded man wearing military armor came over, and the fire was already blazing into the sky.
All the food, grass and baggage are in the fire!
Looking at this scene, his eyes were splitting.
"He Fang Xiaoxiao is invading my camp!"
His anger sank into his Dantian, his voice was like thunder, and the power of a brave warrior spread out in all directions like a wave.
Holding the gun in his hand, he shot the cow that was running madly!
With such a huge impact, his lower body was rooted to the ground.
He shouted loudly, and his arm muscles bulged.
One shot lifted the cow that was moaning before its death and threw it away.
The cow was bleeding profusely. It fell heavily to the ground and raised dust. It moved its limbs and soon ran out of breath. But the bearded man's move could not stop the other crazy cows and sheep. The fire followed them and they ran wildly.
, spread at an extremely fast rate.
"Thief! Come out and die!"
The bearded man had red eyes.
This scene was something he never expected.
As for the "thief who attacked at night" in his mouth, there is not even a figure. He is roaring angrily here, more like an incompetent rage.
"This...this is really..."
In the dark, Zhai Le stared at this scene dumbfounded.
They wanted to use these cattle and sheep to make a fuss, but they were just poisoning! It wasn't that they didn't want a fire attack to cause civil strife in the rebel camp, but they had no supplies and it was very difficult to execute. But they didn't expect that it would only take a nap.
, the cattle and sheep were collectively set on fire.
The sky is full of bright sparks falling from the sky.
After a few breaths, the situation was completely out of control.
This also means that there is a second force secretly there!
Zhai Le said: "Brother, it's definitely Brother Shen and the others!"
This is also the only goal I can think of at the moment.
Zhai Huan took his cousin's arm and prepared to take advantage of the chaos to sneak out of the rebel camp. No matter whether it was Shen Tang or not, and no matter how they did it, once these soldiers suppressed the chaos, they would be the ones to be liquidated. brother.
They are here to cause trouble, not to die.
The best thing to do is to leave before anyone reacts!
Boom!
In the firelight, a dark green martial energy shot out!
Zhai Le pulled his cousin behind him with his backhand, and raised his hand to form a large shield as tall as a person. Unexpectedly, the unfamiliar martial energy came menacingly, and the strength forced him to take half a step back before he could barely stabilize his body.
He was horrified, but in the next second he transformed into armor and his shield into a weapon, and stepped forward to attack!
clang!
Almost at the same moment, the giant knife chopped off his head!
Zhai Huan and Zhai Le were brothers who worked together tacitly. Almost as soon as he was pulled back, he took action to encourage Wen Xin.
The two of them worked together to repel the incoming attacker with one blow.
When the visitor stood still, Zhai Le was surprised: "Is it you?"
The person who came here only wore one shoulder armor, half skirt armor, and snake-patterned wrist guards on his arms. There was no protection for other vital parts of his body. Isn't he the young man who had a good chat with Brother Shen not long ago?
Although the young man was repelled, he still looked calm.
He asked: "Are you two attacking the camp at night?"
Zhai Le didn't want to say much.
But his expression was much more solemn.
The young man has not yet transformed into martial armor, and he does not even wear the Wu Bold Tiger Talisman around his waist, but he still feels an unspeakable oppression from the opponent's casual posture. This oppression is heavier than Captain Yang!
You must know that Captain Yang is already the tenth-level Zuo Shu Zhang!
Is the young man in front of him, who is not much older than him, still above the tenth level? He clenched his weapon tightly, his heart beating like a drum.
I know there will be a fierce battle tonight!
He said: "So what?"
The young man tilted his head, and his long braided hair swayed with his movements, looking a bit playful. But the words that came out of his mouth had nothing to do with the word "playful". He raised his hand The long knife with the pattern of two intertwined snakes pointed at Zhai Le.
He sneered: "Then suffer death!"
After he finished speaking, he touched the ground with his feet. He was so fast that he almost left an afterimage. The long knife in his hand carried a majestic glow and struck Zhai Le with one strike. The force of the blow hitting his head like a huge wave shook Zhai Le's hands. The tiger's mouth was numb, and the weapon also hummed with overwhelming force.
The huge wave of air generated by the intersection of the weapons overturned nearby tents.
The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, it's not bad!"
To put it lightly, even the military armor was not transformed.
The brave warriors faced off against each other without even showing up in armor. Not only did one side show contempt for the other, it also meant that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides. This realization made Zhai Le look cold.
He exhaled secretly to ease the pain in his mouth.
The strength of the young man was even more tyrannical than that of Gong Shuwu, whom he had fought against before. Zhai Le also had something to puzzle about. With such a courageous warrior sitting in command, why had this group of rebels not captured Xiaocheng yet?
Zhai Huan looked calm. He raised his hand and said something calm and focused to boost his momentum. At the same time, he raised his sword and wiped away the neck of the soldier who was trying to sneak attack. He reminded in a deep voice: "Ale, don't panic, don't let him disturb your mind.
"
Zhai Le naturally knows this truth.
Luck resists the power and oppression exerted by youth.
In the blink of an eye, the young man charged towards him with unparalleled momentum. The dark green martial energy surging around him faintly condensed into a vague giant python, and opened its bloody mouth towards him, with its fangs popping out.
Dang Dang Dang——
Zhai Le rose up to meet the enemy.
The two men fought fiercely, with sparks flying from their weapons.
Not long after, Zhai Le's weapon was overwhelmed and developed several cracks. It only took two more blows to break it into pieces. The armor on his shoulders was wrapped with a cracked black and white style. It was this style that protected him, otherwise it would be the worst.
It was also the end of a completely broken arm.
The young man clicked his tongue and pursed his lips: "This is not fair."
The corners of Zhai Le's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Is this even fair?
Blood dripped from the cracked tiger's mouth, soaking the entire palm, slowly flowing along the weapon, and dripping onto the ground.
The young man said: "I also want to find a literary scholar."
Zhai Le's expression changed.
At this time, the young man turned his head and shouted to the side.
He said: "Mama, come and help me!"
Zhai Huan's heart skipped a beat.
I was also really afraid that the young people would call for help.
only--
When the person walking out of that corner came into their sight, both Zhai Le and Zhai Huan were startled.
Without him——
The "Mama" in the young man's mouth turned out to be an acquaintance of theirs.
It is also Shen Tang whose position is currently unclear.
Shen Youli!
Standing next to him was Qi Shan, who had a low presence.
For a moment, brothers Zhai Huan, Zhai Le, Shen Tang Qi Shan, and the young man stood in the triangle, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Zhai Le looked anxious and opened his mouth: "Brother Shen..."
The injury on his chest was accidentally pulled, and a bit of iron was rising up.
Shen Tang had no expression on his face, but he was holding the bright and beautiful long sword in his hand, and his eyes turned from the Zhai Le brothers to the young man.
Zhai Le felt bad: "..."
Could it be that Brother Shen is real...
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No prizes for guessing the story of Tang Mei setting fire
Tip: The master of Yanling is very good at fighting.
This chapter has been completed!