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236 A long conversation

Bah...bang!

A firework with bursts of red smoke exploded three miles outside the canyon!

At the same time as there was a loud noise, a thick plume of smoke stretching hundreds of meters formed in the air!

Immediately afterwards, a deafening "killing" sound came from the canyon!

The sound of countless horses' hooves trampling the ground was mixed with the sound of armor rubbing against each other.

A black mass of iron cavalry appeared in front of the exit of the canyon!

At the exit of the canyon, there are also a large number of Wu soldiers stationed!

During the confrontation between the two sides, the morale of the Wu soldiers seemed to be significantly lower!

The withdrawal of the Jin tribe and the imminent arrival of the Daxia reinforcements made the group of Wu warriors who were guarding the exit of the canyon feel desperate.

There is a high probability that this battle will not be defended!

Clang!

In front of the black-armored cavalry, Xia Lin, who was wearing battle armor, pulled out the Emperor's Sword, pulled the reins, and shouted: "Kill!"

Behind him, tens of thousands of cavalry shouted in unison: "Kill"!

Xia Lin's horse was as powerful as a thousand, and the horse under his crotch was like an arrow from the string, "stabbing" at the enemy with lightning speed!

Tens of thousands of cavalry followed closely behind, and the entire canyon was trampled so hard that the ground shook!

Looking from a distance, it looks like a torrent of steel rushing towards the exit of the canyon!

On the other side, figures waving Daxia war flags rushed towards the exit of the canyon from all directions!

Daxia's reinforcements have arrived!

The strength of the reinforcements surpassed the total strength of the four Wu tribes by several times!

When the reinforcements had not arrived, the soldiers of the Wu clan still had the courage to fight, but when they discovered that the enemy's strength was several times theirs, and they had already formed an encirclement.

The seeds of despair bloomed directly into everyone's hearts and a sad flower blossomed!

The soldiers of the four tribes of wood, water, fire and earth became less and less interested in fighting. During the battle, they even began to envy the soldiers of the gold tribe who had evacuated not long ago!

In this way, the winner of this almost one-sided battle was decided in less than half a day!

The great elder of the Nightmare tribe and his few tribesmen resisted desperately, but were eventually killed on the spot!

The great elders of the other four divisions tried their best to escape from the battlefield!

The soldiers in their tribe were not so lucky. They were killed, captured, and almost the entire army was wiped out!

...

Great summer camp!

A group of Daxia soldiers who fought bloody battles were resting in the camp. Even though many people were seriously injured, they won the battle and the grievances of the past few days were wiped away, and everyone's faces were filled with comfort.

A cool smile.

In a military tent, Xia Lin listened to the soldiers below reporting on the damage results of this battle and the number of enemies killed.

In this battle, Daxia's side unexpectedly suffered a small loss ratio. Compared with the previous battles, the number of people killed was only one-tenth of the previous battles!

In this case, it was still the result of the battle damage after completely wiping out the remaining forces of the Witch Clan's Nightmare Tribe.

A slightly hurried figure broke into the camp.

Xia Lin unconsciously looked at the person coming.

Du Juan paused and said: "Princess, according to the confessions of the scouts and captured prisoners, the last time they saw Mr. Li was in the Jinbu camp."

"No one knows where the other person went after that..."

Hearing this, Xia Lin nodded: "I understand."

...

"Little Red Horse, Xia Lin has won a great victory. It's time for us to go back."

On a cliff, Li Qingshan and the little red horse sat side by side, looking at the endless dense forest in the distance.

One man and one horse each held a piece of osmanthus cake in their hands, and ate the water and the cake with the water from the spring.

Li Qingshan made this cake before leaving seclusion. He originally thought it would be a protracted battle, so he made a lot of it.

As a result, the battle was over before the bread was even eaten.

The little red horse nuzzled Li Qingshan, grinned and said: "Bah!"... [When is the Chinese New Year... I want to eat hot pot, let's go back and see those children.]

"Well, counting the days, there is still more than a month..." Li Qingshan patted the crumbs of cake in his hand, stood up and said, "Let's go back to Qianshan County to see those children and celebrate the New Year."

Little Red Horse: "Eh!"......[New Year!]

...

"Hey! Mr. Li, where have you been? I haven't seen you for a long time!"

As soon as the lame tea stall owner saw Li Qingshan leading the horse, he quickly put down the tea shovel in his hand and went to greet him.

Didn’t the tea stall owner’s leg heal during the last “worship to the immortal” incident?

Why are you lame again?

Li Qingshan sat down in his old seat and said with a smile: "It's the same old rules when you go on a long trip."

"Hey!" The older tea stall owner nodded repeatedly, with wrinkles on his face: "Wait a moment, as usual, I'll be here soon!"

Li Qingshan nodded, and then looked at the old beggar slowly walking towards him.

The old beggar's clothes have remained unchanged for thousands of years, but after not seeing him for several months, the broken bowl in his hand seems to have changed.

Bang! Bang!

The old beggar shook the broken bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, long time no see... Do you still want any news?"

Looking at the other party's reserved look, Li Qingshan couldn't help but want to laugh: "Has the price increased?"

"No! No! He's still biliterate, and he's a good boy!" As if he felt that the Li Qingshan in front of him was not alienated from him just because he hadn't seen him for a long time, the old beggar showed a heartfelt smile on his face.

I have to say, those big yellow teeth seem to be even more yellow...

"Here comes the tea!"

While the tea stall owner was drinking, he placed two teacups on the table, one in front of Li Qingshan and the other in front of the old beggar.

Seeing this, the two people sitting at the tea table looked at him in confusion.

"I'm glad my old friend is back. I'd like to invite you to have a drink too."

Hearing this, a layer of mist filled the old beggar's cloudy eyes, and he bowed to the tea stall owner repeatedly: "Hey! Congratulations on getting rich! Congratulations on getting rich!"

The tea stall owner shook his hand and just started making tea.

A stream of clear spring water flows down from the spout of the spout, and the hot tea stirs up the tea leaves in the cup.

The refreshing fragrance of tea immediately hits your face.

boom!

After placing the teapot on the table, the tea stall owner went to greet other customers.

The old beggar, holding the teacup that ached with heat, whispered: "Mr. Li, today's news is absolutely explosive!"

"Last night, the concubine that Yuan Qiu's wife married was found to be having an affair with the prince next door..."

"That member Qiu was so angry that his nose was crooked... If Mr. Wang hadn't paid a large sum of money, that concubine would have been beaten to death by him..."

Jingle bell!

Two copper plates fell into the broken bowl. Li Qingshan waved his hand and said, "Okay, I won't go into too many details..."

Seeing that Li Qingshan didn't like hearing this, the old beggar shrank his neck and drank hot tea.

Snowflakes gradually floated in the sky, fell on the hot teapot, and suddenly melted into water.

The more often it snows, the closer the year gets.
Chapter completed!
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