This is a good chair, a large carved nanmu chair. It is transported by a special person. Whenever Lao Tan wants to take a rest, this carved nanmu chair can appear in front of him at any time.
Tan Ziqing is not a person who covets enjoyment, but in his position, there are things that he should enjoy that he does not need to think about, and people will naturally do it for him diligently.
Listening to the thunderous murderous roar echoing in the valley, a cold smile appeared on Tan Ziqing's lips.
Seeing that Qinglianzhao's Hangzhou branch was going to be like the Songzhou branch, with all its elites wiped out, he couldn't help but feel comfortable and relaxed. He wiped out Qinglianzhao's largest branch, and the chips in his hand were undoubtedly much bigger. His Majesty the Emperor
What I hate the most is a remnant like Qinglianzhao. Being able to remove this thorn in His Majesty's side is undoubtedly a great achievement.
The prison van was behind him, and the prisoners in the van had red eyes. Their originally pale and bloodless faces were now covered with bloodstains, and fire could spurt out of their red eyes.
Tan Ziqing didn't look back and said calmly: "Look, did you see those rebellious souls floating in the air? Did you hear the sound of your companions crying? This sound is too familiar to me. I have heard such a sound in Songzhou.
.I have never understood what ghosts cry and wolves howl, but now I have a deeper understanding of its meaning. In that valley, the roars of the dead souls under the iron saber of my great Chu are the ghosts crying and wolves howling."
The prisoners in the car roared uncontrollably, like the roar of a wild animal.
"Sir!" A soldier next to him said in surprise: "Sir, please take a look."
Tan Ziqing raised his head, followed the soldiers' fingers, and suddenly saw that the sky in the east was a fiery red.
The red light shines on the eastern sky, just like the brilliant light emitted by the rising sun at dawn, but Tan Ziqing is very clear that it is still early when the rising sun comes out, and the red light is obviously not the light emitted by the rising sun.
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He got up from the large carved nanmu chair, took two steps forward, and stared at the gorgeous fiery red sky.
His expression changed from doubt to surprise, and then surprise to anger. The muscles on his face twitched, his brows were furrowed, and a malicious light shot out from his eyes. He kept staring at the sky for a long time, and then he sighed, his voice filled with anger, but more
Most of them were helpless: "That...that's fire!"
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The battle is still going on, and the screams have not stopped. The sound of a big knife cutting into the neck and rubbing against the bones, and the muffled screams of a long spear piercing the chest, the exchange of swords and guns, the swing of fists and feet, and the ground of the entire valley is covered with mutilated bodies.
The blood flowing from the corpses, corpses and living people spread on the ground, dyeing the ground red. The moonlight shone on the steaming blood, which was indescribably cruel and weird. It was nothing more than the Shura Field in Hell.
"That...that's fire!" Dayuan finally said.
The armored army was indeed well-trained. Originally, the battlefield was still taking place in the middle of the valley, but within a short time, Qingrenzhao's men had been forced back hundreds of meters, and their lines were squeezed together.
Although Qinglianzhao could resist for a while with his personal fighting skills, he could not hold on for long under the sharp blades of the armored army.
"Firelight? Could it be...!" the green lady asked curiously, then thought for a moment and shouted: "Let's retreat, I'm afraid the miscellaneous dog ambushing over there is in trouble."
Although the sunflower boy held the knife in his left hand and used his residual power to chop down an armored soldier, his arm was broken after all. Even an iron-clad man couldn't bear it and finally collapsed.
Dayuan said sternly: "Deputy Hall Master Zhou, you lead cousin Dou and I, Shengtang, to block the officers and soldiers. Juhuatong, you quickly lead the other three cousins to retreat."
The leader of Dou Hall, Taohuatong, was arrested by the government and is now led by the deputy leader. After Dayuan finished speaking, a man in black knocked down an armored soldier and said loudly: "Brother Dou, listen to the order and protect the others at all costs."
Cousins, please retreat." After saying that, he led the charge forward and blocked several armored sergeants.
Dayuan forced Wang Han back a few steps and shouted: "Shengtang disciples, listen to your orders, I will go to hell and escort the other brothers away."
Immediately, a group of people agreed loudly and struck harder with the swords in their hands. They were not afraid of the opponent's armored sword and rushed forward with fearless courage, forming a line and blocking the attack of the officers and soldiers.
The chrysanthemum boy knew that his life was at stake at this moment, and the fire in the east might be a turning point, so he shouted: "Except cousins Doutang and Sheng, the other cousins should retreat to the east without violating the rules." After saying this, he threw
He turned around and walked away from the iron rod guard who had been entangled with him. He went directly to the sunflower boy, picked him up on his back, and shouted: "Let's go!"
How could the iron rod guard allow him to leave so easily, shouting: "Where to go? Give me a stick." The man was like a meteor, and the iron rod rushed towards him with the strong wind.
The green lady scolded: "Look at my poisonous needle!" She shook her right arm, and several small rays of light and shadow shot directly at the iron rod guard.
When the iron rod guard heard the word "poisonous needle", he was startled and hurriedly dodged backwards. The few silver needles just passed over his head, carrying a hint of cold wind.
As soon as the chrysanthemum boy gave the order, all the other three disciples stopped staying. Everyone received extremely standardized training on weekdays, and they followed orders when advancing or retreating. Although the two cousins of Dou Tang and Sheng Tang were left behind by the powerful enemy, they were all a little reluctant to leave.
He couldn't bear it, but at such a critical moment, there was no room for overthinking, so they all retreated behind the chrysanthemum boy. The armored soldiers caught up and were immediately blocked by the disciples of Dou Tang or Sheng Tang.
The total number of people who won the battle was only more than thirty people. Facing nearly two hundred officers and soldiers, they were at a huge disadvantage. Fortunately, the valley was not very spacious. More than thirty people formed a line, each guarding one, and they were forced to
The officers and soldiers were blocked in the valley.
Zhang Hu had a gloomy face. He understood that this was a trap set up by Tan Ziqing who spent all his energy. If it failed, the old man would not know how sad he would be. He must not let Qinglianzhao's people run away. He raised his hands, and the silver light on his fists
The gleaming wolf fangs were extremely sharp, and he shouted: "Chase, wipe out these rebels. Your Excellency will definitely reward you for your merits. Come on, everyone!"
The officers and soldiers are all deployed in Hangzhou. Knowing Tan Ziqing's power, if he makes meritorious deeds, Tan Ziqing, who is the censor, will naturally reward him greatly. When Zhang Hu said this, the officers and soldiers became even more powerful, like ocean waves, wave after wave.
Rolling towards the more than thirty members of the congregation.
Da Yuan's body was like a ghost, walking in and out of the crowd, screaming in agony wherever he went.
Decades of martial arts attainments are certainly no small matter, and the Buddhist internal skills are even more profound and powerful. Once the lion roars, the power is extremely astonishing. If it weren't for Dayuan's attack that chilled the hearts of all the officers and soldiers.
The more than thirty disciples may have been dispersed long ago.
The other three halls quickly retreated to the east mountain pass.
This was a counter-siege. It can be said that Qinglianzhao suffered heavy casualties. Most of them were walking with their backs on their backs, but they could not take care of the corpses of their brothers left in the valley.
Instead of weakening, the fiery red light over there became stronger and stronger. Faintly, I could even hear bursts of shouts and screams coming from the other side.
While running, the Sunflower Boy lay on the Chrysanthemum Boy's back and said feebly: "Still... we were ambushed. There were officers and soldiers at the exit... at the exit."
The chrysanthemum boy said coldly: "Didn't you hear the scream? I'm afraid something happened to those bastards."
The green lady was as light as a butterfly and had a delicate body. She asked curiously: "What will happen?" She ordered: "Be prepared, there are officers and soldiers at the exit." No matter what happened to those officers and soldiers, they must be ready to kill them.
Field preparation.
Tonight, all the elite members of the Hangzhou branch are out. If they are all buried in Savage Ridge, Qinglianzhao's strength will undoubtedly suffer a huge blow, and some of them must be saved no matter what.
The broadsword still did not leave everyone's hands, but instead gave rise to a stronger murderous aura.
Everyone could clearly hear the killing cries and screams coming from the deep valley behind them. Everyone understood that there were their brothers there, using their weak strength to stop the ferocious wolves. They shed blood and sacrificed their lives.
The purpose is just to protect myself from leaving here and escape the poisonous fangs of the officers and soldiers.
The night wind blew, the trees rustled, and the smell of blood wafted in the air.
Everyone walked very fast and did not stop. Everyone knew that the brothers left in the deep valley were weak and could not resist for too long. There was no reason to waste the time that this life lasted. Maybe they could escape.
After the disaster, they would cry loudly and pay homage to their dead brothers, but now, only by breaking away and retreating can we live up to the blood left by those brothers and not let their deaths be in vain.
The fire will not be extinguished until the blood is exhausted!dd