Xue Wuzong frowned slightly: "This seems to be the son and nephew of the five great masters of China."
Xue Qingyou didn't care at all, and her pretty face had a domineering aura:
"Dad, who cares about him? If you dare to disturb the Xia Kingdom, even if you are strong, you will be punished."
"Besides, didn't you say that all the 20,000 brothers were holding their resentment?"
"It just happened to be using this group of people to practice their hands."
"Dad, please order all bases to let 20,000 brothers rest immediately and leave at three o'clock in the morning."
She reminded: "Strive to enter Wucheng at dawn and take down all Wang Qingwu and the others."
"Yes, there is no other choice. I'm so frustrated that I don't kill thousands of people. I'm sorry for the axe in my hand."
Xue Wuzong slapped the table: "The commander..."
"Shi Zhanshuai!"
Before Xue Wuzong could call the commander, an adjutant rushed into the door and shouted:
"Shi Zhanshuai, it's not good. I don't know what's going on. More than a thousand soldiers stationed in front fainted for no reason."
"There are still hundreds of soldiers who feel a sense of disgust."
"I suspect they were infected with miasma, and I suggest we move to another camp as soon as possible."
The adjutant informed Xue Wuzong of all the outside situation.
"Muscism poisoning?"
Xue Wuzong and Xue Qingyou looked up slightly and turned on the surveillance camera ahead as soon as possible.
Sure enough, they found that the sentry guards and patrolmen in front were all lying on the ground, spitting white saliva in their mouths.
More than one hundred camps also lost movement, and there were still many people vaguely lying on the entrance and on the ground.
Xue Wuzong's face changed drastically: "Although this place is a valley, it is impossible to form miasma."
"Send an order immediately, everyone is on alert, and call for fire support on both sides of the camps."
Xue Wuzong shouted: "Hurry!"
"Swoosh swish swish!"
Almost at the same time, dozens of orange-red flames broke through the air and poured towards the camp in front of Xue Wuzong.
"Dad, be careful!"
Xue Qingyou threw herself on her father, and lay on the ground and shouted at the others.
The adjutant and more than a dozen guards immediately lay on the ground.
As soon as they were stuck to the cold ground, they felt a tremor on the ground.
Then there were a series of explosions.
The surging waves blew like a typhoon passing by in an instant, making the surrounding camps and flags rush.
After the air waves, the flames in the sky were flying out like raindrops.
Crack, countless sounds, countless pieces.
More than a dozen camp tents were all blown up.
Half a minute later, Xue Qingyou raised her head from a pile of dust.
She slowly opened her dusty eyes.
She rubbed her eyes, feeling her sensory system a little dazed, and was surprised where the artillery fire came from?
The adjutant and a dozen guards were even more dull, feeling like they were back to the miserable situation last night.
Suddenly, it was covered by artillery fire.
What made them most painful was that they were bombarded twice in one day by artillery fire.
"No! No..."
At this time, Xue Qingyou cushioned over and his vision became clear.
She found that the poisoned tent in front of her was not bombarded, but dozens of tents in the middle were blown into ruins.
Nearly a thousand Xue soldiers were blown up and corpses were everywhere.
These are Xue Wuzong's personal guards.
They did not die in the Condor Fighting Shot last night, but they did not expect to be killed in the rear today.
This is too uncomfortable.
Xue Qingyou, who witnessed the bloody again, held her fist tightly.
The ten fingertips were already covered with blood.
She trembled her hands, bit her lips tightly, and dripped two crystal clear tears.
Then, tears drifted in the wind and snow!
"Fight, fight!"
Then, Xue Qingyou reacted and shouted at the Xue soldiers: "Build a defense line on the spot to fight."
Xue Wuzong got up from the ground and grabbed his daughter's arm and shouted: "Let's go, let's go!"
"Dad, let's go?"
Xue Qingyou was stunned: "This is our camp, and it is impossible for the enemy to touch it on a large scale."
It is impossible for the enemy to kill in large numbers. As long as they grit their teeth and hold on, they can wait for reinforcements to fight back.
"Walk!"
Xue Wuzong roared:
"If the other party dares to go deep into the city of Light, he will definitely be confident enough!"
"There is still a chance to leave now. If we don't leave, we may not be able to leave."
Xue Wuzong ordered: "Leave 300 people to cut off the rear, and the rest follow me to retreat to Shen Jiabao."
"Bang bang bang!"
At this moment, three teams of ironwood private soldiers suddenly appeared on the front and on both sides.
Although they only have fifteen people in one team, they are all heavily equipped with firepower.
Ten people each carried a rocket.
The three of them each carried a Gatlin.
There were also two people holding sniper rifles.
They strangled the Xue command camp like a rainbow.
Although more than 2,000 people were stationed in this camp, more than 1,000 people were poisoned and fell to the ground, and one thousand people were severely injured by the first round of rockets.
There are not many people left to fight.
Moreover, the bombing of the Condor Fighting Bullet last night had a shadow in many people's hearts.
So hardly any powerful sniper was formed.
Xue Qingyou's face changed drastically and opened the car door and shouted: "Go! Go! Go!"
Dozens of soldiers protected Xue Wuzong and Xue Qingyou and retreated.
But after they retreated for hundreds of meters, they were blocked by several big rocks in front of them.
Xue Wuzong and the others changed their faces drastically, and they subconsciously raised the weapon in their hands.
At this moment, a man's voice sounded loudly in front of him:
"Dragon Slaying Hall, Ye Aniu, come to visit Xue Zhanshuai!"
Behind, a proud woman also sounded:
"Temu Wuyue said hello to Xue Zhanshuai!"
Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue blocked Xue Wuzong's father and daughter's way.
"Ye Aniu? Tiemu Wuyue?"
Xue Qingyou roared: "We have no grievances or grudges, why are you here to attack us?"
Ye Fan said lightly: "If you want to go to the bloody battle of Wu City, you will be destined to be my Ye Aniu's enemy."
Xue Qingyou was shocked: "How do you know we are going to Wucheng?"
She once thought the secret was leaked, but she quickly shook her head. Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue must have obtained the news and rushed over.
Time does not allow.
Tiemu Wuyue opened the fan with a bang, her pretty face as bright as a flower and endless pride:
"You have suffered heavy losses, and you have to expel your grudges. Tiemujin needs to use a knife to kill people, and use others to endure the anger of the five people."
"The 20,000 Xue family remnants who were just crippled and lost their territory are the most suitable."
"So we came here in advance to kill you, so that Wucheng could avoid a disaster, and also frustrated Temujin's plan."
After saying that, Tiemu Wuyue stepped forward and looked at Xue Wuzong and Xue Qingyou with a smile:
"Xue Wuzong, do you father and daughter still have their last words?"