I can honestly say that both Qiu Cheng and Shen Tang are gambling dogs.
The difference is that Shen Tang predicted Qiu Cheng's prediction.
In this scene at the No. 1 Granary in Beishang County, her original intention was to earn some interest with Qiu Cheng, and to prepare for the subsequent military crusade, and at the same time, give the newcomers under the account a stage to practice. After all, newcomers who have never seen blood will always be It's new.
When Gong Shuwu heard this, he just felt something in his heart.
[It’s not unreasonable for Kang Jishou to find his lord. Both of them are gambling enthusiasts. If they want to play, they should only play with the big ones.]
I don’t want to think about how much damage will be caused if the car overturns? There are many examples of looking for a whetstone to sharpen a knife, but the knife is broken.
Fortunately, Qiu Cheng's actions were very similar to those of his subordinates, and he really focused on Beishang.
"No need to chase, just clean up and clear away the bodies."
Gong Shuwu put away his weapon and killed the seventh-level male doctor. The other ninth-level and fifth-level doctor was more cunning and experienced, so he allowed the other doctor to escape with his men. He was too lazy to send people to pursue him, not because he didn't want to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but simply because he The task is to hold the line back.
Reduce casualties as much as possible on the camp side.
Furthermore--
They couldn't escape far.
The Lord is watching with eager eyes.
They eat meat, but they also have to let their lord drink soup, right?
The enemy general sent a signal to retreat, and the soldiers below naturally did not dare not listen. They reluctantly left many corpses behind and retreated while fighting. Seeing that Gong Shuwu did not pursue, the pace of escape increased. After a while, most of them dispersed.
But the battlefield signal outside the camp was not timely.
Lu Ji also struggled with the enemy.
Lying on the ground were the bloody corpses of both the enemy and ourselves.
Even Lu Ji himself was seriously injured. His breathing was sometimes rapid and sometimes slow. His whole figure looked like he had just been fished out of a blood pool. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the enemy's blood. A pair of hammers that were usually as light as a feather. , it still seemed difficult to wave one of them with both hands to meet the enemy. The enemy's injuries were obviously lighter, and anyone could see that she was at the end of her strength.
Just when Lu Ji was angry that he might die in battle, reinforcements arrived, and a familiar horse battle ax fell from the sky. The ax body was five inches wide, and the ax handle was short, less than two feet. The person who came used the axe. Use your body to block the enemy's charged slash.
Before Lu Ji had time to be surprised, he saw the opponent with a backhand axe, cutting off the head of the enemy who had consumed most of his energy...
The movements are as smooth as lard.
Lu Ji: “……!!!”
She stared at the head on the ground with wide eyes.
For a moment, an indescribable emotion surged into her heart - as if she had lost something valuable, and as if the private money she had carefully saved for many years disappeared - heartache, reluctance, sadness, all kinds of emotions at once. flooded my mind.
It's uncomfortable, but the enemy still needs to be eliminated.
"Tu Rong!"
Lu Ji called for reinforcements.
Seeing that the opponent didn't put on the martial arts properly when he went to the battlefield, he was dismissed with half of the martial arts armor, and she was even more angry. She dragged her seriously injured body and relied on a heavy hammer to barely stay standing. Her pale lips were beating uncontrollably.
Shivering: "Did you chop off his head?"
Tu Rong was also covered in blood.
But judging from his facial expression and demeanor, he probably belongs to the enemy.
When he heard Lu Ji calling him, he put the ax on his shoulder and said with a sincere face: "Junior sister's order is to kill people and behead them for insurance."
The "junior sister" in Tu Rong's mouth is naturally Lin Feng.
However, Lin Feng did not participate in the battle this time, because of the special nature of her scribe's way, she was currently busy with the autumn harvest elsewhere.
Lu Ji pointed at the head on the ground with its eyes open, and wanted to stamp his feet anxiously: "But, but his head should..."
Tu Rong looked at her, waiting for the next step.
Lu Ji choked up at the sight and didn't know what to say.
It was Tu Rong who reacted first. They were all brave warriors, and the age gap was not too big. They had some common interests, such as their obsession with "human heads." He scratched his helmet and said: "It's emotional and reasonable, and so is his human head."
Mine..."
Although he was Lu Ji's opponent, Lu Ji's strength was not as good as his opponent. This was an objective fact. Although he jumped out to pick up the slack and took a human head, he also saved Lu Ji's life. The two offset each other. He decisively chose to change the topic.
: "Oh, the enemy just retreated. It's still safe now. Why don't you go back to the camp to deal with your injuries first? If you bleed too much, you could easily die..."
Lu Ji could only mourn the missing head in his heart.
He said with a pale face: "You can't die from this little injury."
Tu Rong really thought that the injury was not serious.
The doctor came to check and found out that Lu Ji's injuries were serious. Three of his ribs were broken. His left upper arm and right leg's calf bones were twisted. There were as many as twenty-one wounds, large and small, deep and shallow. And Lu Ji was injured.
Then retreat to the camp like no one else.
Zhao Wei, who was in the same tent, killed a lot tonight.
Firstly, she faced only ordinary enemies, and secondly, she used skill and strength to defeat enemies, which was very efficient and she was able to handle melee battles with ease.
Seeing Lu Ji's appearance, he was shocked.
First he breathed a sigh of relief, then joked: "Are you still alive?"
Lu Ji said with a black face: "My father fought to the death in Luxia County. He was injured ten times or twenty times, and dragged the last enemy to death... What am I doing? I'm still far away from death. I guess the Lord of Hell doesn't want to
Take it. His uncle, he’s going to lose this time!”
For those who are in the military, a head is equivalent to military merit, and her battle was far away from the core battlefield. After a hard fight, there were only a few heads, and she also lost a lot of glory. The only precious head.
It was also taken away by Tu Rong.
Zhao Wei wiped his precious weapon.
He opened his mouth, breathed at the tip of the gun, and continued wiping.
"She is a girl after all, a little more elegant."
Lu Ji asked back: "Then I greet his aunt?"
Zhao Wei: "...You pretend I didn't say anything."
Lu Jiping lay unable to move, but his mouth could move.
"You are not elegant at all. You talk in your sleep and scold Xu Wenshi all the time. I have learned from you all the way. Those who don't know better think you two have a blood feud."
Zhao Wei: "..."
There is a reason why she greets Xu Quan in her dream.
Since she mastered martial arts more than a year ago, Xu Quan has not treated her as an ordinary person, but has used rough methods to treat martial arts warriors. Zhao Wei can still remember how big the training ground is, because it was her own practice and measurement.
The data comes out.
Every dream talk carries a personal grudge.
"Ah owe!"
Xu Quan sneezed.
He raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose to suppress the itching.
"Have you caught the cold?"
Liao Jia put her hands in her sleeves and hugged Tang Pozi. To be honest, it was hard to wait for the enemy to fall into the trap, so she could only pass the time by chatting with her colleagues.
Xu Quan: "No, it's my cousin who misses me."
Liao Jia knew it as soon as she heard it.
"Oh, he's still scolding you in the middle of the night."
Xu Quan waved his hand: "Nothing."
Liao Jia just raised her eyebrows at this.
The autumn harvest was around the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Xu Quan naturally prepared a bunch of "surprises" for his cousin and sent people to deliver them in advance. The Lord said that normal people would not be able to think of such gifts after a few years of cerebral thrombosis. Xu Jie received it
You'd be damned if you could like it.
Xu Quan changed the subject.
"Why haven't the enemies come yet? Could it be that something went wrong on Captain Gongshu's side and the camp was overthrown?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liao Jia patted him on the shoulder.