207. Chapter 207 A tough life needs no explanation 2
Duotong suddenly raised his eyes, with a murderous look in his eyes: "Yes!"
I only heard Duotong picking up a silver flute and blowing a few times. After a while, flute sounds of the same frequency came from all directions, and then the flute sounds became louder and louder.
In the rolling darkness, several shadows suddenly rushed out, and their services seemed incompatible with the armored guards on the battlefield.
After a while, there were more and more people, denser and denser, like ants coming out of their holes, first in twos and threes, but then they came out in full force.
Some of those people were wearing hunter clothes, some were wearing aprons, and some were only wearing a pair of boxer shorts. If you look carefully, there are even a few beggars inside.
However, each of them was very skilled and could penetrate into the Shura battlefield below like a cheetah.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man jumped up on the observation deck, wearing gold and silver, looking like a nouveau riche. He knelt down in front of the Grand Master and said, "The Protector Zuo of the Underground Palace would like to say hello to the Grand Master!"
"Get up!" The Grand Master's rich voice was so majestic that even I wanted to kneel down with him when I heard it.
After the man stood up, I took a closer look and almost fell off the observation deck.
This...isn't this the boss who sold me jade locks? His look of loving money as much as life is still unforgettable.
"Guardian Zuo, today's success or failure depends on you!" Pang Xiu said.
"My subordinates will definitely fulfill their mission and make sure that the enemy will never come back!"
After saying that, the Zuo Guardian, who looked like a nouveau riche, took out the silver flute from his waist and blew it hard.
The various people gathered below heard the order and immediately took action.
Five thousand people may seem insignificant on the battlefield, but these five thousand people are like harvesters of human life, leaving no trace of armor behind wherever they pass.
My eyes widened when I saw it above. Is this... is this the dead man in the underground palace?
Pang Xiudao: "Raise an army for a thousand days and use it for a while! These people really did not disappoint me!"
Passing through the fighting below, looking to the opposite side, I saw Yan Xiaoqing's slender figure standing on the observation deck looking this way. Although I couldn't see his expression, I thought that at this time, he must be eager to cut Pang Xiu into pieces.
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Xia Yan was temporarily missing, and Pang Xiu was in control of the entire situation.
Suddenly someone shouted from below: "Grand Master, General Di is injured!"
Pang Xiu's face darkened: "Let him come down!"
"No, General Di refuses to live or die and insists on killing Shakshe!"
When I heard about it, I immediately said, "I'll go!"
Now is the time to employ people, so Pang Xiu must not be distracted.
After I jumped off the observation deck, Hanyang came back carrying someone on his back and threw him on the ground: "Quick, this person is not dead yet!"
The imperial doctor immediately swarmed up and surrounded the man. After a while, the wounded guard was wrapped tightly in gauze.
"Once you have finished one, carry it down!"
The zongzi-like soldiers were carried off, and Wang Bo began to look for a new target.
I rushed to his side and said: "Di Qing is injured and refuses to come down!"
As soon as he heard about Di Qing, Wang Bo's eyes lit up. He stood up and said to the busy imperial doctor next to him: "Follow me and bring General Di down!"
"yes!"
There are four of us, including myself, and we shuttle like dust on the edge of the battle between the enemy and ourselves. There are constant dangers all around. My role is to protect these three imperial doctors who are saving lives.
The imperial doctors rushed forward without looking sideways. If they encountered danger along the way, they would hit the opponent on the head with the medicine box they carried with them. If they couldn't hit the opponent, they would kick them with their feet. If they couldn't avoid it with Qinggong.
In short, we all have eight immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers!
