Chapter 338 Shushan joins the battle
The cavalry galloped to the sound of majestic horns, and they lined up neatly.
Under the moonlight, their armor exuded a cold light.
On the other side were enemy soldiers who kept running away. Some died under the spears, and some died under the hoofs of horses.
Countless of their companions died, every inch of the land was stained with disgusting blood, and every piece of soil exuded a foul stench.
The remaining soldiers began to capture prisoners, dismounted, cut off their heads, and carried their heads in exchange for trophies.
...........
Shushan.
Li Pingan was lying on the rocking chair.
Under the jujube tree, Lao Niu and Runtu were beating jujubes.
"Hey yo hey yo~"
"Boss, are you saying that Guan Yu was a man who practiced martial arts by beating dates?"
Li Pingan nodded, "That's right."
As he spoke, he fed a plump jujube into his mouth.
"Brother, where did you talk last time?"
"Speaking of how Guan Yu and Lin Daiyu loved each other, but Guan Yu could not express his feelings for a long time because of Liu Bei.
There is no better way in the world than to live up to my elder brother and live up to you~"
"Keep talking! Keep talking!"
Runtu and Lao Niu were very interested.
The war has not affected Shushan yet.
The disciples of Shushan did not directly participate in the war.
However, it's only a matter of time.
There is news that the elixir shop in Shushan is already manufacturing medicines such as healing potions on a large scale.
Obviously preparing for war.
More than a month after the ban, nothing has changed in Shushan.
So one day, the ban was lifted.
Disciples of each peak are allowed to have restricted activities, but they are still not allowed to leave the mountain.
Li Pingan, Lao Niu and Runtu took a batch of elixirs they had prepared to sell in the market.
I originally wanted to sell them all over several days, but ended up selling out in less than a morning.
I also used this profit to buy some elixirs and seeds of elixirs.
Now, the gossip is flying all over the sky.
Shushan has always had a good relationship with the Sui royal family.
This time, the Sui Dynasty went north.
Due to emotions and reasons, Shushan will help.
However, it is still unknown how many people will be dispatched and how large a formation will be.
After finally getting out, Li Ping'an did not go back immediately.
Instead, he was drinking tea in the teahouse while listening to the disciples around him chattering about the latest news.
At this time, Yun Shu, dressed in red, came.
"It's Senior Sister Yunshu!"
"Sister Yun Shu, she seems to be beautiful again."
"...."
As soon as Yun Shu appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.
However, we were all decent people and no one stared directly at each other.
Instead, he glanced at her vaguely, then quickly looked away.
Yun Shu walked straight to Li Ping'an's table and saluted.
"Senior Brother Ping'an, long time no see."
Yun Shu has been in seclusion since the demon elimination conference.
Just got out of customs not long ago.
Li Ping'an nodded slightly, "Congratulations to Junior Sister Yun Shu for coming out of seclusion and taking your strength to the next level.
To celebrate Junior Sister Yun Shu’s release from seclusion, I paid for today’s tea.”
Everyone who heard these words curled their lips, how miserable~
When I leave customs, I invite you to have tea.
Li Ping'an ignored everyone's disdainful looks. To be honest, he didn't even want to invite tea.
It's just that when people leave customs, they have to express their feelings.
"Senior Brother Ping'an, have you received the transfer order?"
Yun Shu said in a voice.
Li Ping'an was slightly startled, "Transfer order? What transfer order?"
"Shushan will dispatch the first batch of disciples to rush to the battlefield."
Li Ping'an took a sip of tea without showing any surprise.
Everyone knows this matter, it is just a matter of time.
Li Ping'an asked, "Are you on the first batch of lists?"
Yun Shu shook his head, "No, but Senior Brother Ergou is here."
Bid farewell to Yun Shu and return to Tongtian Peak.
Li Ping'an felt a little uneasy, this was no small matter.
It's a war that concerns the future of Zhongzhou, and we don't know how many people will die...
Thinking of this, Li Ping'an quickly recited the meditation mantra.
After a while, my mind calmed down.
Phew~
I almost have inner demons, I must not have this thought!!
Li Ping'an took off his shirt and wrapped it around his waist.
Sit under the tree and start sharpening the knife.
The way to stop yourself from thinking wildly is to sweat.
"Hooah hoah~"
The grinding stone was left to him by Zhang Song and Zhang Congxin.
Thinking of Zhang Song, Li Ping'an couldn't help but sigh.
I don’t know what’s going on with this guy down there.
Sharpening a knife is a strenuous job.
Especially using the grindstone Zhang Song left for himself.
Every time you grind it, you will spend a point of your own energy.
Ordinary people, or people with low cultivation levels, probably won't be able to grind it out after just a few attempts.
Sweat rolled under the skin, falling drop by drop.
After sharpening for a while, he pulled a few rice leaves and wiped off the stone foam on the blade.
I pulled out another piece of grass and tested the blade.
"Brother Niu, I call these iron pants, just wear these.
After going to the battlefield, you no longer have to worry about being poked in the butt by the opponent, and you can protect Brother Niu's Niu Niu.
Moreover, there is a layer of sharp iron thorns arranged outside, which can be used for defense and attack.
As long as you press the button, the iron thorn will jump out and give the enemy an unpredictable blow!"
Lao Niu nodded thoughtfully, "Moo~"
"Brother Niu, try it."
"Well, it fits well. Now activate the iron thorn..."
"Moo!!!"
Screams.
"Oh shit, Brother Niu, you're wearing it backwards..."
After a while, I saw a big black cow running after a manchurian valley.
........
Three days later, on the main peak.
The deputy patriarch delivered an impassioned speech, and the crowd was excited.
Everyone was nervous and excited about the war.
The disciples of Zhongzhou have been at peace for hundreds of years.
Almost none of the younger generation of disciples had participated in such a large-scale battle.
Immediately, the list of the first batch of disciples to fight was announced.
"There is no me!"
"There is no me at all."
"I was chosen."
"..."
"Are there only this many disciples in the first batch?"
There was a lot of discussion around.
This chapter has been completed!