Chapter 1084 1084: Confusion between Civil and Military Affairs (Thirteen) [Please vote for me]
There were constant cries of killing all around, and figures of people fighting were indistinguishable.
All the noisy sounds did not reach Wu Xian's ears at all.
His brain felt as if someone had been hit with a hammer. The pain was so painful that it was numb, and there was only an endless buzzing in his ears. He was so shocked that he lost the ability to speak and think for a moment, and the sarcastic sentence kept repeating in a loop.
He gritted his teeth, and his raised fingers shook into chaff: "You, you actually - fooled me!"
Wu Xian's bodyguards and generals also reacted, drew their swords and pointed at the Imperial Guards, and surrounded him, expecting him to be unable to fly. Facing such a large battle, the Imperial Guards showed no fear. He lowered his head slightly and allowed a few wisps of rays
Silver-white hair swept across his eyes, slightly covering the sarcasm in the depths of his pupils. The Imperial Master looked at everyone with a very interesting look, as if he was looking at a group of ignorant, dull, wild monkeys with undeveloped hair. He opened his lips and laughed mercilessly at Wu Xian:
"You have no brain, how can you be called a loner in front of me?"
Wu Xian felt a tightness in his chest and his eyes were about to burst.
Tong Ling's big eyes almost bulged out of their sockets with anger.
He raised his hand to cover his chest, and the blood all over his body rushed straight to Tianling Gai under the influence of anger, and his blood vessels were about to explode! Wu Xian could only endure it again and again, trying hard to swallow the blood surging in his throat. He said hoarsely: "What on earth do you want to do?
? In vain, I trust you so much. I promised to make the Eternal Life Religion the state religion when things are done. I made you the national teacher of Gao Kingdom. I promised you to preach scriptures and sermons in the country. With all these things, I asked myself that I have shown the greatest sincerity, why are you still not satisfied?
And betrayal! Whose person are you?"
Wu Xian was so angry that he didn't think it was Shen Tang.
His "friend of Tang Di" is also a victim now.
Only "the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins" can explain it. Wu Xian is only angry and unwilling at this moment. He wants to know which bastard became this "fisherman"! He will use all the strength of the country to kill the other party's ancestors.
The ashes of eighteen generations have been raised!
The Imperial Master's eyes swept across the battlefield indifferently.
I don't know what past events came to mind, and smiled coldly: "You ask me why I am not satisfied? Why do I want to betray you? Who do I belong to? Oh, do you people who call you lonely and widowed all have the same habit?
You will only ask one question at the end of the day? Before asking these questions, why don't you look for the reasons in yourself? No minister suddenly has the desire to kill his master. If he does this, it is naturally because the master has done something bad.
The way to death. Don't ask your officials, ask yourself more."
For some reason, these words gave Wu Xian goosebumps.
He also knew a little about the origins of the Imperial Preceptor, and naturally also knew who the previous ruler of the Imperial Preceptor was and how he died in mysterious circumstances.
The connotation of the other party's words made him dare not think too much.
I'm afraid Wu Xian didn't say this to him.
Wu Xian gasped for breath, cleared away all the unnecessary thoughts in his mind, his eyes were as firm as a rock, and shouted: "Kill him!"
No matter what reason the Imperial Master puts him in, Wu Xian cannot let him continue to live. The old man must die today!
In this regard, the Imperial Preceptor just disdained.
Remind him: "Wu Guozhu might as well take a look at the current situation?"
The guards closest to the Imperial Guard heard Wu Xian's order and swarmed forward. The lethality can be imagined. More than a dozen swords, guns, swords and halberds were all stopped at the same time by a skeletal general who came out of the ground. More than a dozen people attacked with all their strength.
Pressed, the bones of the general were motionless.
Several guards gritted their teeth and tried their best to suck the milk.
He was unable to withstand the attack of the Boneless General, who withdrew his gun and swept him away.
The shadow of the gun collided head-on, and more than a dozen people were immediately thrown backwards and fell. Some people got up in pain and covered their chest wounds, but only felt their ribs broken into pieces. This injury was not fatal, but more fatal.
It's the death energy that is wandering wildly through the limbs and bones! They are like maggots clinging to the bones, gnawing and splitting the elixirs and meridians of several people, and they are like Ling Chi's body!
"Shu Zi!"
The one who was slightly injured jumped to the ground.
Although the civil and military skills are reversed, the skills he has learned for many years are still there!
Unexpectedly, before he could charge even a few steps away, a slightly cool collision hit him in the throat. The guard stopped charging and was taken back a few steps. He used the weapon in his hand to press back on the ground to stabilize himself.
Xing. The next moment he stood firm, he heard his master Wu Xian's shocked and heart-wrenching cry. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be shouting his cousin's name.
He blinked in confusion, and the dull pain in his throat came belatedly.
He lowered his head slightly and saw only a small part of the tail feathers.
The slightest movement of swallowing can cause severe pain.
The power of this arrow is such that under normal circumstances it cannot take away a brave warrior wearing a military armor. If it is a more powerful general, it will be difficult to even get close. However, today's military generals are all half-baked, and the scribes are also half-weight. It will take away a half-weight.
The rookie literary scholar is under another sneak attack, don't be too easy!
Before he could bear the pain, he pulled out the arrow.
Buzz——
Another arrow hit the center of the eyebrow.
The arrow pierced the center of the eyebrow and flew out from the back of the head.
The guard died with great reluctance.
As his body fell, his vision gradually blurred, darkness surrounded him like a tide, and an indescribable coldness squeezed his soul from all directions. His body began to fall, and the further he fell, the colder his soul became, until he lost consciousness.
consciousness.
jingle!
In the darkness, there was a faint sound of ringing.
A large open space appeared next to Wu Xian and the Imperial Master.
Bodies pierced by arrows and turned into hedgehogs lay scattered on the ground. They were all familiar faces to Wu Xian! Some of them were not of the same mind as him and opposed him all day long. There were also important ministers who were loyal to him. The fallen bodyguards were even more so.
A considerable number of the direct descendants he promoted personally came from large branches of the Wu family, and their fathers and brothers also sacrificed their lives for Wu Xian's cause.
Now, everything has fallen dramatically at his feet.
Wu Xian's world is dyed red with blood.
Intense hatred soared into the sky, and his eyes were scarlet red.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
The pain and regret in my heart cannot even be vented by roaring.
Looking at Wu Xian, whose whole body was bursting with red light, the Imperial Master frowned. Wu Xian had a vague tendency to break through the constraints of the scribes.
This was not surprising to him.
Even though he has perfected his way as a scribe for many years, Wu Xian holds the national seal after all. No matter how useless he is, he is still the master of a country. The way of princes is more shameful than the way of scribes. The state teacher does not want to raise a tiger to cause trouble, so he just gives up:
"Take it down and destroy it!"
White-bone warriors, orders and prohibitions.
"Don't hurt my lord!"
The high-ranking general who was far away was almost vomiting blood.
He was so anxious that he was held back by a steady stream of white-bone warriors crawling out of the pit. These skeletons were not afraid of death. If they were broken, they would pick up the bones and hit them at the joints without even checking whether the bones they picked up were their own.
Once it's settled, start playing.
They can come back countless times.
They cannot do it with flesh and blood.
For a time, the skeleton warriors were beating more and more, and their bodies were injured one after another. If the soldiers could not generate morale and use morale to build defenses, the army would have been defeated faster. It would be difficult to protect themselves, let alone rescue Wu Zhaode.
.
Even if everyone weeps and sheds blood, it is difficult to change the outcome.
If nothing else, the accident will happen.
A ray of red light came through the sky, and shot through dozens of skeletons, just in front of Wu Xian, who was covered in blood. When Wu Xian saw the figure clearly, his expression went numb, and the others were completely dumbfounded. Even the facial nerve of the national master
He also started to lose control, wondering if the person who came was running to the wrong place. What was even more shocking was what was happening behind him. After a while, another pigtail stepped on someone and flew over.
It can be seen that he is not very skilled in using [Chasing the Wind and Sneaking the Scenery], and every facial muscle is used with great strength.
"It's so slow!" Gong Xiqiu slapped the head of a nearby skeleton with one hand, embedded the Tianling cover of another skeleton with his other hand, unscrewed it, charged up and threw it, hitting the group of bones surrounding him, "In this life
I don’t even want to be a literary scholar.”
The literary scholar who uses [Chasing the Wind and Sneaking the Scenery] is like an eighty-year-old woman riding in a carriage. She is elegant, but the speed is also excruciatingly slow. A military commander pays attention to efficiency when killing people, what the hell does he want to do with elegance?
Wu Xian's mind was in a state of confusion.
It took me a while to remember——
The little pigtail who came last was Gong Xiqiu, a foreign barbarian who had a good relationship with Shen Youli.
Right now, Gao and Kang are still enemies!
Gong Xiqiu seemed to see through Wu Xian's thoughts.
He said quietly: "To capture the thief, capture the king first."
Wu Xian thought of himself.
Gong Xiqiu added: "It's not you."
Wu Xian almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. The momentum he had just forcibly boosted also declined extremely. The sequelae of the explosion came from his limbs - loss of strength! By now, anyone who is not blind can see that this
The national master plotted against the two countries.
To capture the thief, capture the king first. This "king" is naturally the national master.
Jimo Qiu has no distracting thoughts in his mind.
All he could see in his heart was the head of the Imperial Master.
Wu Xian looked at Gong Xiqiu holding a wooden stick in his right hand to deal with the bones flexibly, and he had the impression of an old lady using a dragon-headed staff to show off her power. At the same time, he was holding a book slip in his left hand and cramming it, and the veins on his forehead jumped hard a few times. Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a weapon from the ground, helped him sweep the formation, and shot away the cold arrows that came out of nowhere.
"Shen Youli has the ability to clone herself now?"
How could they actually dedicate helpers to capture the Imperial Master?
In any case, it indirectly saved my life.
Gong Xiqiu said: "Better than you."
Compared with the Gao Kingdom, which was caught off guard and was in chaos, the Kang State was indeed much better. The three armies formed an orderly formation to fight against the skeleton warriors who crawled out. They blocked the first wave of impact and also helped Uncle Gong. Wu used his skills as a scribe to buy enough time. On the battlefield in Kang State, living people and bones could be cut in half.
The quality of the bones he awakened was obviously not as good as that of the old troops of Wu Kingdom.
The only advantage is that the grievances caused by these bones being framed and killed by the Wu State during their lifetime were too strong and have not been resolved for more than a hundred years, so they willingly helped fight the war without any coercion from Gong Shuwu. They were brave and not afraid of death! Kang State's soldiers and horses were just right. Using them as a line of defense to organize counterattacks also greatly reduced casualties.
Wu Xian was choked so much that he almost vomited blood.
"for you!"
He raised his foot and kicked away a weapon that Gong Xiqiu had handy.
Gong Xiqiu was kicked away and warned: "Don't get in the way!"
Wu Xian: "..."
Only then did he realize that the wooden staff in Gong Xiqiu's hand was unusual. The bones struck once by the wooden staff would move slowly, the bones would crack after being struck a second time, and the bones would fall apart after being struck a third time, making them unable to be pieced together and restored in a short time. These skeleton warriors seemed to be able to think, and were much more cautious towards Gong Xiqiu, and no longer swarmed him like before.
They choose a smarter way. They can't switch from close combat to long-range combat! They raise their hands and transform into a spear that is more than ten feet long, and the spears stab together, or they transform into a bunch of bows and arrows, and fire several rounds at the same time.
Today's Gong Xiqiu is not the one who could clear an area of several feet with a single shake of his tiger body. The enemy wanted to play tricks on him, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. After stumbling and stumbling, he succeeded in giving his elder brother a spiritual boost that was better than nothing. Basic words and spirits are so difficult, let alone the offensive and lethal Wen Xin words and spirits.
At this moment, the wooden staff in his hand felt strangely hot.
When I looked down, I realized that the little red flower had been splashed with blood.
Gong Xiqiu secretly said: "It's not good!"
This little red flower is my eldest brother’s lifeblood.
Just when he was thinking about how to explain to Jimo Qiu, the petals of the little red flower grew wildly, and the stamens gathered red beads the size of fish eggs, and a ray of immature consciousness came into his mind.
Gong Xiqiu's expression was subtle for a moment: "Is it used like this?"
The eldest brother will use his magical power to warm and nourish the little red flowers on weekdays. This is the reason why the little red flowers bloom all year round. While the little red flowers are being warmed and nourished, they also store the magical power of Jimo Qiu. Over the past few years, the accumulated magical power has become a Considerable numbers.
Comes in handy at critical moments!
Gongxi Qiu realized.
With a swing of the wooden stick, the "fish roe" scatters randomly.
So this is what it's like to be a high priest.
Gongxiqiu's side is relatively stable, and Jimo Qiu is also watching the Imperial Preceptor. However, the Imperial Preceptor is protected by four or five skeleton generals who were not weak in life, and they can draw out the endless flow of death energy on the battlefield for their own use.
I won't be able to get it for a while.
The Imperial Master had no fear of Jimo Qiu's actions, and his eyes were a little darker, and he mocked: "The high priest of the Gongxi clan, hahaha, is this what the First Master couldn't ask for back then?"
Jimo Qiu asked quietly: "Are you the traitor?"
He parried several attacks by himself.
Although the movement is limited, it is not cramped and there is obviously plenty of energy left.
"Traitor?" The Imperial Preceptor seemed to have heard some funny joke, and the curve of his lips was filled with sarcasm, "In what capacity did the High Priest come to question Lao Cheng? When it comes to loyalty, there is no one in the entire Wu Kingdom who is better than Lao Cheng.
More loyal to the First Master."
He sighed deeply.
He said: "The people who killed the late lord are from the Gongxi clan."
He looked at these colleagues of Pao Ze who crawled out of the ground from more than a hundred years ago, and said with emotion: "Wu Guo, what a pity."
After saying that, Liang Bo's eyes fell back on Jimo Qiu.
"High Priest, you deserve to die!" He raised his hand and swiped it in front of his eyes, his face armor appeared, and his martial armor was added to his body. A strong martial aura erupted with him as the center. His momentum was overwhelming, his temperament was elegant, and he stood on a horse.
He possesses the majesty of a warrior and the composure of a scribe.
Dahuying.
Lin Feng carried the flag and rushed straight to the front line.
This banner is four to five feet long, and the flagpole is thicker than the waists of two adults combined. It flutters in the wind and makes a hunting sound, which is particularly conspicuous. Because the movement of the three armies depends on the position of the banner, Lin Feng cannot do anything about it.
Retreat. Charge all the way to the vicinity of the big pit, protecting the flag while cleaning up the enemy's bones. She punched the ground with one punch, followed by several more punches that rained down.
Then he thrust the big bamboo stick into the deep pit and knocked away dozens of bones with his backhand.
"You young man, if you have the guts, come again!" Dozens of [Corpse Vine] climbed up the flagpole, baring their teeth and claws to intimidate the intruders.
Under the flagpole, Lin Feng held a long knife.
There are still countless bones crawling out of the edge of the pit.
Lin Feng's murderous intent made them shrink their heads.
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The bones of social animals from thousands of years ago: "...what will humans be doing thousands of years from now?"
