Those dead soldiers who usually hunched over are now as thorny as an old tree. Even though they are pierced through the shoulder blades by arrows, they are still waving swords and guns...

『It hurts, it hurts...』

Cao Jian moaned, didn’t he take the pills too, why did it still hurt so much?

In a trance, he saw Zhao Shiqi coming to him and kicked the root of the arrow on his thigh, kicking the wolf-tooth arrow directly from one side of his thigh to the other side!

Cao Jian almost fainted with a scream!

But when Zhao Shiqi's eyes, which were almost covered with blood, approached Cao Jian, he still felt the fear in his heart, "You, you, what are you... going to do?!"

"It hurts, just take two more pills!"

Zhao Shiqi left this sentence coldly and continued to move forward with a knife. However, this time he was no longer in the direction of Li Dianzhong's army, but towards the site where Li Dian built equipment.

madman!

This old lunatic!

However, the severe pain on his body still made Cao Jian unable to help but take out the small elixir bag that Zhao Shiqi stuffed him again. He trembled and stuffed two more pieces into his mouth. After a while, he saw that the last piece was left in the bag, so he simply gritted his teeth and poured the last piece into his mouth...

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Li Dian regretted coming with these slayers.

These people succeed and die, and they are both ghosts and gods.

When the witch shamans of the witch dance to encourage them, these witches will also show extraordinary courage and are not afraid of life and death, because they believe that they will return to God's arms after death, and the braver warriors on the battlefield will be able to gain God's joy.

Based on this point, Li Dian brought these stakes. After all, they came from Nanzheng, Hanzhong. With these stakes, they had many considerations. They could not only serve as hostages, but also weaken the power of stakes in Hanzhong, and also serve as some supplementary power. But is this stake...

Nowadays, the disadvantages of paying people are also very obvious.

Not to mention the current chaos, just saying that the patrol that should have been prepared for defense must have been slack!

Otherwise, how could these Cao troops be touched in?!

Strictly speaking, Li Dian is not a big mistake. After all, hiring foreign races as a supplement to combat power was a common situation in the troubled times during the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period, just as the Southern Xiongnu were employed by the Eastern Han Dynasty and princes from all over the country, especially the northern princes.

In history, during the Central Plains melee after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Han warlords such as Yuan Shao and Cao Cao often exchanged wealth and titles for the Southern Xiongnu to join the war in order to make up for their cavalry shortcomings. For example, Yuan Shao once united the Xiongnu Shanyu to fight against Dong Zhuo in Fuluo, and Cao Cao also controlled the Southern Xiongnu to ensure the safety of the flanks before the Battle of Guandu.

Moreover, this "using barbarians to control barbarians" policy was also a strategy advocated by Confucianism since the Han Dynasty. On the other hand, it also deepened the restraints of these foreign tribes who were more biased towards the Han Dynasty.

Just as Li Dian chose to hire some stakeholders, he could increase his troops in the short term, reduce the cost of ruling, and restrain the stakeholders in the southern Zheng area of ​​Hanzhong...

After all, if the priests in the Nanzheng area have any unfair intentions due to Li Dian's departure, then these priests who followed Li Dian will immediately become the new priest kings who replace them!

However, this kind of employment is obviously not as good as the education promoted by Fei Qian, and can only be regarded as a temporary measure.

Now that he was suddenly attacked, the shortcomings of the monks in this regard were exposed, which led to Li Dian Dian being very passive and having to gather his soldiers to stabilize the mercenaries of these monks and launching sneak attacks against Cao's army. Therefore, he was somewhat inadequate and could not carry out a quick counterattack.

However, as time passed, the turmeric oil mixed with ore was finally burned, and the green flame was gradually replaced by the normal red and yellow flame, the panic of the monk gradually calmed down under the stable control of Li Dian.

What followed was that Zhao Shiqi and others had increased their pressure.

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『Kill!』

Zhao Shiqi waved the gap-shaped ring-headed sword, and the blade hit the sword shield of Li Dian's soldiers' army formation, colliding with sparks.

Under the stimulation of the pills, the deathly soldiers fought wildly, and some even tore open the armor on their bodies, as if they were really invulnerable to swords and guns.

But it is obvious that these so-called "invulnerability" are just stimulating the elixirs that affect the nerves of pain and touch, or are called hallucinations that corrode the nervous system.

Just like Cao Jian didn't feel any pain now, even the wound on his thigh was still bleeding...

Even so, Cao Jian was still far behind and did not move forward like those death-death soldiers.

He stared at the battle ahead, watching the deadly soldiers tear open their armor, rushed into the sea of ​​fire, and rushed into the array of swords and guns. The blood that was splashing seemed to spread throughout the sky. Some people rushed towards Li Dian's army with burning wooden stakes. The burnt smell of flesh and flesh mixed with crazy laughter exploded in the night sky...

However, as the deathly soldiers rushed towards the fire one by one like moths, it was hard to tell whether these people wanted to kill people or were seeking death. When these "moths" were annihilated in the fire and blood, the entire battle was coming to an end.

When the dew at dawn began to moisten the surroundings, Zhao Shiqi suddenly staggered and knelt on the ground.

His eardrums were still roaring, but he could no longer hear the sound of killing. There seemed to be the golden light of the magic image of the gods in front of him, but only blood was left in his real vision. The most terrifying thing was that the pain was licked by the medicine power, and it was like a tide. The wounds licked by the flame tongue, the tendons torn by the wolf's teeth arrows, the wounds pierced by the sword and gun, etc., all the paralyzed pain burst out in a short period of time.

When Zhao Shiqi supported himself with a broken spear, he found that two toes on his left foot were missing and he couldn't stand steadily. He staggered and encouraged to support him. Perhaps he had just stepped on the sharp blade, or perhaps someone had cut it off when he was fighting, but he couldn't remember it.

There was too much blood flowing, and all kinds of pain surged up. It seemed that the two broken toes on the feet were not considered too much pain.

What's even more ironic is that the hallucination effect of Dan San made him feel a strange sense of withdrawal. He looked at the moaning comrades who were killed and injured around him, but he didn't feel any miserable or bloody, but felt that the lit morning light in the sky was the god smiling at him...

The broken bodies, blood and flesh on the battlefield are the three sacrifices offered in this world.

"Are you finally... freed...?"

When Li Dianjun's sword and shield team approached, Zhao Shiqi suddenly laughed, his hoarse voice was like sand and gravel rubbing.

He tried to touch whether there was still the yellow cloth strip on his head, but found that his fingers were broken, leaving only a little skin connected, shaking in the morning light.

Zhao Shiqi applied the blood from his hands to his forehead, covering the old tattoo.

"Tianshi... Have you seen it? The cracks in the sky..."

Before he finished speaking, a crossbow arrow pierced his throat.

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『Medicine, pills…』

Cao Jian crawled towards a dead soldier and found a small skin that was loaded on the body.

He also felt the decline of the medicinal power.

This Cao family, who once despised "monster art" and looked down on these suicide soldiers, was now like a drowning man catching straw, trying to use these medicines to make a way out. He mixed blood, swallowed the pills whole, and then stood up again with a laugh. He could feel the power seemed to be gathering again, but he was only handsome for three breaths. He suddenly curled up into a shrimp-shaped shape, coughed violently, and immediately vomited black blood with internal organ fragments, and knelt on the ground with a squirting sound, as if the statue of a god with a shadow puppet was poked, showing a real little came.

Those soldiers who died of suicide took medicine for a long time were somewhat resistant. However, Cao Jian had never taken pills before and took them in a large amount of time. In fact, it was like drinking a lot of poison wine. Now he is poisonous.

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Cao Ren caught the bodies of several death-death soldiers downstream.

"The Lord... this is a success?"

The guard asked.

Cao Ren looked at the remains of the dead soldier who had been soaked in water, and looked at the face with some gaps bitten by fish and shrimp. The tattoo that had already faded was now no longer visible ink.

"Maybe. We will know soon if we succeed or fail..."

Cao Ren took out a brocade box from his arms and threw it into the river.

The brocade box is rising and falling in the water, shaking with the water flow, and suddenly stands up, like a broken arm pointing towards the sky.

Cao Ren suddenly remembered that after the massacre of Xuzhou, the charred leg bones inserted on the ridge of the field also pointed to the sky like this...
Chapter completed!