Chapter 1088 1088: Do you know what loyalty to the king means? (Part 1) [Request
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Bones, all bones!
Wu Xian had never seen any big winds or waves in his life? But he had never seen the hell-like scene in front of him. Mountains of bones were piled up, covering the entire battlefield, so densely packed that there was no place to stay.
The corpses of tens of thousands of dead soldiers were dotted around, and the air was filled with blood that made people's internal organs twitch and vomit. The embers of the fire and the corpses combined to form a strange scorched smell, and everything was desolate.
Is this battle over?
No, it's just begun.
As the skeleton warriors exited the stage with the song "Crossing the Soul", the battle between Kang State and Gao State officially began. Shen Tang played "Crossing the Soul" several times, and when he came back to his senses, a certain emptiness was like a tide. Generally, she was submerged. The piccolo fell out of her hand, and her knees softened and she almost collapsed to the ground. However, before her knees were about to touch the cold hard ground, her shoulders were supported by a pair of strong palms.
Shen Tang closed his eyes weakly and said: "Wuhui, I have nothing to do."
The few times she was weak, it was mostly because Chu Yao and the others were present.
It should be the same this time, but unexpectedly, a strong and rough male voice came to his ears. Qian Yong deliberately raised his voice and said in a strange manner: "Oh, the last general is not Chu Shangshu, let the Lord down."
Although Qian Yong has no pursuit of the Sacred Heart, he feels very unhappy when he is admitted to the mistake. I think he has also been very conscientious over the years, clocking in on time every day, never being late, not leaving early, and rarely asking for leave, earning three hundred and sixty dollars a year. For five days, I helped the unreliable general Chu Jie take care of the interior and exterior of the Tianshu Guards. I had no credit but also hard work.
As a result, even though he has no sense of existence, he is still misunderstood!
Why, Chu Yao is the only confidant in Kangguo?
His old money is just cattle and horses?
Shen Tang suddenly opened his eyes and turned to meet Qian Yong's gaze.
Only then did Qian Yong see clearly how white Shen Tang's lips were, the blood on his cheeks was almost invisible, his steps were frivolous, his breath was erratic, and it was only through his strength that he could barely stand still. To put it bluntly, if someone challenged Give her a knife at this time, and Shen Youli will never escape fatal injuries. Qian Yong coughed twice and suppressed the hypothetical scenario that came to his mind: "Chu Shangshu led the Chinese army, and the two wings led by Ning Shizhong and others joined forces to pursue Gao Guo The main force, if there is no accident, the winner will be determined within two days."
Our chances of winning are over 90%.
As for whether it is a big victory, a small victory, or a single battle, it depends on how much of Gao's elite can be eaten this time. Under normal circumstances, Qian Yong felt that one more day of fighting would be enough. But this time, the strength of both sides plummeted. The reversal of civil and military affairs has caused the two sides to fall into an embarrassing situation where rookies are pecking at each other. This battle will naturally drag on for a long time.
It all depends on your own will until the end.
Shen Tang didn't speak yet, still looking at him with eyes.
As a human being, Qian Yong knew how to observe words and expressions, and unexpectedly said: "...the scribes' words are too subtle, and the generals will not be familiar with them."
This is a more respectful statement.
In fact, the difference between Qian Yong and the army was not big, so he was left to look after Shen Tang and ensure her safety. Qian Yong had an old face, but Shen Tang didn't recognize him, and Shen's mood fell to the bottom. Tang took care of Qian Yong's mood and did not expose him.
After a while, a small burst of literary energy suddenly appeared in the Dan Mansion that had been exhausted. He turned to look at the source. Qian Yong put down his hand gesture and said, "Isn't this... better than nothing?"
Shen Tang didn't have the strength to speak at the moment.
She abandoned distracting thoughts and meditated on the spot to adjust her breathing.
Preparing to recover half-finished energy, his weak limbs replenished their strength before stopping. Qian Yong saw her entering samadhi and stood up to direct the two thousand personal guards of the Kingdom Lord who had stayed behind to strengthen patrols and alerts. In extraordinary times, not even a strange mosquito can be spared! Lord If someone was injured under his nose, wouldn't Chu Wuhui and the others skin him alive?
Qian Yong didn't want to go head-to-head with these powerful ministers with eight hundred scheming minds, especially Chu Yao and Ning Yan. Qian Yong had never seen such a fierce literary scholar in his life. When other people were restrained because of the confusion between civil and military affairs, this However, these living Yamas seemed to have broken some kind of seal. They charged into the battle with more ferocity than the brave warriors. He was frightened by the sight of their red eyes.
Shen Tang entered meditation this time and did not enter the Wen Palace.
But not long after he fell into trance, he heard a series of strange whimpers. He opened his eyes and subconsciously stood up. He unexpectedly found that his body was too light, like goose feathers, and he could fly three to five feet with a gust of wind. Shen Tang quickly realized Something is wrong.
Qian Yong was within a foot's reach of him.
When I woke up, he didn't respond for no reason.
Shen Tang lowered his head and glanced at his hands, looking through the transparent hands to see himself who was still in the same place. Is her...soul out of body? As soon as this thought came to her mind, her soul floated up uncontrollably. Shen Tang was sure that she was in the same place as him. The body is still connected, and I have a premonition that I can go back at any time if I want, so I feel relieved and control my soul to circle around.
She didn't dare to run too far.
The neighborhood is quite lively.
By visual inspection, there were hundreds of "people" dressed as Kang soldiers. They were covered in blood and covered with large and small wounds. Some of them had half their heads cut off with sharp weapons, exposing the brains in their skulls, and even some of them exploded. His eyes hung on his face.
Everyone stood there blankly.
Their bodies lay on the ground.
Shen Tang floated over, but they didn't respond.
Unbearable flashed in her eyes, and she sighed: "Go to hell."
The transparent soldier closest to her finally reacted, turning his head from raising his head to looking straight down. His only good eye was empty and dark. Shen Tang said: "Go to death, your family and relatives will be properly arranged by the Royal Court. Let you die in vain."
As she spoke these words, the warrior's remaining line of sight gradually came into focus, and his pupils were black and sparkling, as if he were a stranger.
This time, the soldier remained silent.
He just nodded and smiled at Shen Tang.
A ball of white light as big as a fist slowly fell from the sky, landing on the soldier's eyebrows, and the hideous and terrifying wounds were healed. In just three breaths, the soldier's body turned from translucent to countless light spots, riding on the invisible green smoke, slowly Floating to the sky.
When Shen Tang saw this scene, he vaguely understood something.
Thousands of thoughts merged into a sigh.
If you don't talk about the matter of making a marquis, one general will make thousands of bones wither.
How high is the mountain of corpses piled behind the princes, generals and ministers?
Even the person involved himself may not be able to explain clearly.
Shen Tang was not in a hurry to return to her body at this moment. She sat down with her legs crossed, thinking about the song "The Crossing of the Soul" in her heart, and thinking that it would be nice to have a piccolo in her hand. With her thoughts together, a white jade ball formed in her right hand. Piccolo. It is said to be white jade, and its texture feels more like bone.
She didn't think much and played "Crossing the Soul" again.
This time, she was the only living audience for the "Soul Crossing", and the rest were obsessions that lingered on the battlefield. She played one song after another, but these "Soul Crossing" songs did not consume her literary energy, Shen Shen Tang didn't know if it would work. When Shen Tang blew it for the ninth time, Qian Yong, who was seriously protecting Shen Tang, seemed to have something.
He looked up at the sky and was distracted for a while.
He murmured: "It will also snow this season?"
He seemed to see dots of white snow falling from the sky.
I squeezed the bridge of my nose and opened my eyes again. It was as if the snowy scene had never appeared.
Qian Yong pulled the nearest soldier and asked, "Will it snow?"
The soldier asked in confusion: "Snow? There is no snow at the moment."
Qian Yong said: "No?"
Are you hallucinating?
This hallucination appeared twice more, but it was fleeting, and there was no movement from the scouts. Qian Yong just thought it was because he was too tired - literary scholars are really not meant for humans, literary energy flows through the meridians and the path of speech and spirit. The content is much more complex than before.
"...I must have seen it wrong..."
At the same time, Shen Tang also put away his piccolo.
The battlefield was quiet, and no "soul" was seen.
As soon as I thought this, I was slapped in the face.
Shen Tang found a group of things hidden under the mountain of piles of bones. The light of the group was very weak, and the color was very harmonious with the surrounding environment. It was impossible to spot it unless you looked carefully. She drifted over and took a closer look. She fell into the weirdness at just one glance. of silence.
This thing wears a ponytail that just reaches his shoulders, a white short shirt and a pair of black loose wide-leg casual pants, and a pair of sneakers with a dunk split pattern on his feet. Judging from his appearance, he is in his early twenties. , the mouth opens and closes.
Shen Tang patted her shoulder.
She held her head like a frightened bird.
His facial features were distorted with fear.
Shen Tang knew how to read lips and could barely understand what she was saying.
As previously speculated, the third wave of corpses were indeed two to three thousand years old. According to the little girl's recollection, she was originally a college student and lived on campus to study during the lockdown. She had experienced this kind of battle once in her early years, and it didn't take long for her to die. got used to.
Unexpectedly, zombies appeared this time.
Alas, she unfortunately became one of the zombies.
After that, I lived a life of zombies wandering around with my classmates. Within two years, there were earthquakes, tsunamis, and explosions. There were not many zombies who survived. The world is so difficult that even zombies cannot survive. Not to mention food for the zombies.
She didn’t know how long time had passed, or what happened during that period. She only knew that something suddenly attracted her to go there with her companions one day, and then there was endless darkness. She only felt that her eyes were black and bright, and she had traveled through time. .
Traveled to the ancient battlefield.
The little girl whimpered: [...Woo, so much blood...The eyeballs were thrown at my face, and the brains sprayed all over me. I was only a fist away from the owner of the eyeballs...and his arm was inserted into my mouth, I even tripped over my head...]
Finally, end with one sentence.
[It was really scary in ancient times...]
Shen Tang:【……】
I don’t know how to explain to her that this is not ancient times but the future. Shen Tang can only wait for her to calm down before telling the truth. When the little girl heard this, she collapsed even more: [You mean...people from two or three thousand years later have not entered In the interstellar era, we have gone back to the farming and feudal era to fight wars? Isn’t this a joke? Sister, you actually persuaded me to reincarnate, you are so cruel and poisonous.]
Shen Tang:【……】
The little girl refused to be reincarnated no matter what.
Shen Tang's patience was instantly emptied, and he resisted the urge to forcibly save the person, and said in a vicious voice: "If I ask you to reincarnate, you will reincarnate. Do you think a lonely ghost is so easy to be a ghost? There is still a quota for the vote now, and you will be reincarnated later." None of the reincarnated people are born anymore.]
The little girl curled her lips: [It’s called a human being, but it’s actually a cow and horse.]
Shen Tang:【……】
Although she was very reluctant, the little girl really couldn't stay in the world any longer. Shen Tang agreed, even though she had not agreed even though she had played "Soul Crossing" so many times. The little girl also had a premonition that she was about to be reincarnated, and she grabbed Shen Tang's hand suddenly. He said quickly as if he was pouring beans: [Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.com.com, sister, you know so much, you must be the heroine, right? No matter you are the eldest heroine or the darling heroine who washes her underwear with a cold face, I only ask you one thing, you must not It’s embarrassing for us time-traveling women. The quality of my life after reincarnation depends on you.】
Shen Tang stiffly withdrew his hand.
No matter how strong the little girl is, she can't defeat her.
She sobbed and choked: [Although we people in the 21st century have too much martial virtue and have brought civilization back to our hometowns in one breath, we must also remember-if we don't make contributions in life, our life will be in vain! Wake up and take charge of the world, Drunk and lying on the beauty’s knees!]
The little girl was mumbling this before disappearing.
What about building a high wall, hoarding grain, slowly becoming king, about putting on more clothes when the weather is cold, about being ordered by God to live forever, what about you really hurting me... Shen Tang had to admit that the little girl is quite interesting. :【what's your major?】
【art.】
Shen Tang smiled and said: [Yes, professional counterpart. If you have talent, you can come and work for me in the future, with high salary!]
The little girl has now floated above the pile of bones.
He also saw Shen Tang and the bunch of fierce warriors clearly.
Little girl:【……】
These sisters look so cruel!
She didn't understand how she could speak professionally.
But I didn't have the chance to ask these words, and I fell into darkness again.
Shen Tang wandered around the battlefield, making sure that there were no die-hards with too much obsession, and then returned to the physical body with relief. His eyes opened again, and the protector Qian Yong noticed it immediately.
"Is there any news from Wu Hui?" Shen Tang stood up. Although his limbs were still weak, he finally did not need help from others.
"Beat 20,000 enemies, a great victory."
Qian Yong's eyebrows could not hide the joy. If the number of troops consumed by the skeleton warriors of the Gao Kingdom were included, the casualties of the Gao Kingdom would have been more than half. If the damage caused by improper post-war care was also included, the Gao Kingdom would never have been able to make a comeback in this battle. Perhaps the most important thing is——
"Your Majesty, Gong Xiqiu has captured Wu Xian, the leader of Gao Kingdom, alive."
Shen Tang was surprised: "Captured alive?"
Capture the opponent's king alive?
This level of difficulty is even more difficult than capturing the flag first.
No matter how far the two armies fight, the guards around the king will always be the most elite. Although Gao Guo has lost more than half, they will definitely not kill all the elites at this time. How could Wu Xian let Gong Xiqiu and the others defeat them? Chinese army, capture him alive?
Qian Yong had a strange expression for a moment.
"Well, that's just capture alive."
The time of capture was before the defeat of the three armies of Gao Kingdom.
The details are quite dramatic.
Shen Tang: "..."
Shen Tang was the only one left speechless and shocked.
Wu Xian also didn't expect that it would turn into this situation in just two or three days.
Before this battle, he was still in high spirits.
He thought that even if he lost, he would be able to escape unscathed, but he did not expect that it would end in a complete defeat. What was even more ridiculous was that the soldiers and horses of the Gao Kingdom were beaten to pieces and retreated again and again, but he could only watch helplessly.
It's not that he doesn't want to struggle, it's that Gong Xiqiu refuses to give in.
Gong Xiqiu grabbed his neck and wouldn't let go.
Beneath his fingertips was Wu Xian's beating pulse, his life hanging by a thread. Even if Gong Xiqiu and Wu Xian both used Wenxin Scribe experience cards, the former's skills were enough to kill Wu Xian on the spot.
Gong Xiqiu said: "I advise you not to make any small moves, otherwise, I can't guarantee that my hands won't shake."
His hands were shaking and his neck was broken.
Wu Xian: "..."
He looked at Gong Xiqiu, who was very close at hand, and Gong Xiqiu also stared at him coldly. Wu Xian swallowed his saliva and took a few deep breaths. He finally remembered that brother Gong Xiqiu was here to deal with the national master and save him. It was just convenient for him to fight alongside him.
_(:3 ∠)_
Alas, my throat started to crackle again at the end of the month. I feel like I have been sick so frequently these days. I don’t know if it’s because the temperature has changed too much or because I’ve been infected again.