The body's concave head was only connected to the wound with flesh. With her kick, the body turned over and pressed the head underneath. Warm blood was still spraying out. Lu Ji bent down and tore off a rag and wiped the stain.
The blood on the shoes is stained with dirt.
"I have been on tenterhooks just now."
After wiping, she threw the rag aside.
The cold murderous intention that had been immersed in the army all year round softened his eyebrows and added a bit of a relaxed smile. He said to Gong Shuwu: "I'm afraid that the enemy's ambush will appear somewhere, which will be troublesome. Fortunately, Wu Yun
Changlong, everything goes well."
Lu Ji and others successfully intercepted and killed the troops transporting grain in the Northern Desert.
The number of baggage and the size of the troops are completely consistent with the previously intercepted information. The strength of the general who oversees the grain is two levels higher than what Gong Shuwu judged. It seems that Beimo is really interested in this batch of grain and grass. The route here is remote.
, and heavily protected.
But no matter how sophisticated the layout is, it cannot bridge the gap in strength.
It cannot withstand dimensionality reduction attacks at the intelligence level.
The enemy is in the open and we are in the dark. We ambush intentionally but not intentionally.
The losses of our own troops and horses are still within expectation.
Gong Shuwu reluctantly suppressed the stronger reaction in his heart and seemed a little absent-minded. At this moment, he knew that he could not make a rational judgment: "Zhizong, how do you think we can deal with this batch of food and grass?"
Lu Ji put away the heavy hammer on his shoulder.
"Poison, or pour heavy fire oil on it and burn it on the spot."
She had been paying attention to Gong Shuwu's spirit. There was something wrong with the latter. Realizing this, the relief in her heart disappeared and was replaced by caution: "We can't take this food and grass away, and we can't leave it behind."
Northern Desert.”
Destroying it is the wisest way to deal with it.
Gong Shuwu said: "Pour poison."
There was too much noise from the burning oil.
The centralized burning of grain and grass on such a large scale is like setting up a beacon tower to warn the other side of the Northern Desert, which easily exposes one's position. It is better to poison directly, which makes less noise and has quick effect.
Lu Ji nodded and made a gesture to the deputy general.
The soldiers and horses brought out by Gong Shuwu were all elites, and they were specially trained to restrain the usual tactics of the Northern Desert. He invested four or five years of hard work in this. When the order was given, the soldiers carried out it in an orderly manner, and every bag of food and grass was
They cut it open and sprayed it with a highly toxic liquid. After doing this, only half the time of burning incense had passed. The army spontaneously gathered into a regular formation and left quietly.
At this moment, the night is getting dark.
The scribes who accompanied the army formed formations with words and spirits to absorb sounds, so the army did not make any unnecessary noise when they moved forward. Even people with sharp ears and eyes would be hard-pressed to hear any unusual movements if they listen with their ears instead of seeing with their eyes. Gong Shuwu led the army
The soldiers killed two groups of Northern Desert soldiers and horses in succession. Although the soldiers and horses were not exhausted, it was not suitable to continue fighting. Lu Ji then proposed to approach the camp.
The closer you are to the camp, the safer it will be.
If you run into trouble, you won't be alone.
Gong Shuwu nodded coldly with a hardened eyebrow.
Except for him, no one knew how fast the heart in his chest was beating at this moment. The speed and force were so fast that he couldn't help but suspect that his heart would jump out of his throat.
Bang bang bang bang——
The heartbeat is getting faster and faster!
Finally, he tightened the reins sharply.
Gong Shuwu didn't know how ugly his face looked at this moment.
The horse braked sharply, Gong Shuwu tightened the reins and controlled the horse to turn around, blurting out: "You can't go this way!"
There was no thought at all, it was all instinct.
Because they were on their way back to the camp at this time, although the army was surprised and puzzled, no one raised any objections. It may be that the scouts in front discovered something, and they were all ready to change direction. But at this juncture, Lu Ji'er Er
Capture something.
She summoned a double hammer and looked up at the sky.
shouted: "Something is coming down!"
Other generals also responded quickly.
Keep your head up, be on guard.
Only Yu Zi suddenly opened her eyes wide and her eyes were about to burst.
She stared intently at the object falling from the sky, without blinking an eye. Her hands holding the reins were shaking uncontrollably, and she gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying out. Gong Shuwu stepped on the saddle, leaped high, and waved a fierce palm.
The wind catches the falling objects.
The falling object is a person.
A man with obvious bruises on his neck and a weird twist.
Anyone who knows a little bit knows that this man's neck was crushed by an outsider's strong finger force, and no cervical vertebrae survived. Without the support of the bones, his head was downward at a weird angle. His eyes were still open, and there seemed to be peripheral vision.
Wei Ming has an endless attachment to the human world. Judging from the way he is dressed, he is a scout. Judging from the appearance and characteristics, he is also a scout from Shiwu.
Yu Zi didn't know when she ran to Gong Shuwu's side.
He said hoarsely: "Who killed him?"
The scout was no longer breathing.
The corpse still retains the temperature of a normal person.
It was obvious that he had just been killed not long ago.
General Gongshu put the scout's body down. At this time, two more corpses fell from the sky, and they died in the same way.
A crisp, one-shot kill.
Gong Shuwu stared intently at the dark night.
He raised his hand and turned into a weapon: "Get out!"
At the end of the horizon, dots of fire rose and fell like stars, gathering in their direction. Gong Shuwu knew without looking that these were soldiers from the Northern Desert, and their general took the first step to kill his own scouts and returned the corpses of the scouts.
provocative!
Yu Zi withdrew her gaze from the corpse.
The vaguely red eyes were full of cold murderous intent.
In the empty sky, a stream of martial energy accelerated and fell to the ground. With a bang, the moment the streamer hit the ground, it stirred up the strong wind of yellow sand. The ground also trembled under this pressure, like a victorious dragon turning over. In the yellow sand,
A figure walked out.
As the yellow sand dispersed and faded, the figures gradually became clearer.
Gong Shuwu's expression gradually changed from solemn and alert, to confusion, astonishment, shock and endless disappointment, and finally settled on an unwavering indifference. Although the warrior who walked out of the yellow sand only had maturity and perseverance, and no trace of the immaturity of a boy. , but that face was one that Gong Shuwu had seen frequently in his dreams, and he was familiar with it to his core.
It only took one glance for him to recognize the other person.
But, precisely because of this, he was even more disappointed.
All three scouts were killed by this person.
His nephew, Gong Cheng.
The snow-white baby who was lying in swaddling clothes, coaxed in his arms, sucking his fingers and giggling, has grown into what he is now. If his eldest brother were still alive, he didn't know whether he would be more relieved or heartbroken: "Gong Yunchi——"
He and his eldest brother had thought about the word Yunchi for a long time.
Gong Cheng did not expect that his identity would be revealed.
However, I wasn't too surprised.
Many people under Shen Youli's account have seen herself.
He only needed to take a look at the bloody battles of Gong Shuwu and others to know that the heavy troops and horses could not be saved and there was no need to support them. Gong Cheng's eyes fell on Gong Shuwu, who was wearing a visor. The whole face revealed only a pair of resolute eyes.
He asked casually: "What happened to that batch of grain and grass?"
Yu Zi said bitterly: "It's ruined!"
Gong Shuwu stretched out his long arms and blocked Yu Zi back.
One of the three dead scouts was Yu Zi's personal guard, whom she bought from the Shiwu Slave Trading Market. At that time, he was dying and did not look like he would survive. Yu Zi found a doctor for him , the rest is left to fate.
I never thought that this person had a strong will to survive and survived the life and death crisis. Since then, he has been following Yu Zi to repay the kindness of saving his life. Although his cultivation talent is not high, he is an excellent scout seedling. With a little training He is not inferior to ordinary scouts. As long as Yu Zi has accompanied the army in recent years, he will definitely appear in front of the battle. After Kang Guo was stabilized, he also helped to train many outstanding scouts.
Yu Zi originally wanted to transfer him to her side.
However, he refused.
Until today, in front of the death array.
No matter how powerful the scout was, he couldn't hide it from the 18th-level concubine, let alone survive the opponent's killing move, so he died.
Gong Cheng didn't care who he killed. Not only him, but other brave warriors would not ask the other person's name or where he lived before killing someone. Yu Zi's emotions could not arouse him at all: "Grain and grass." Destroyed? Burned?"
If he burned the food and grass, he would be late by more than half a minute.
I didn’t waste any time on my way.
The only thing to blame is that the intelligence here in Bei Desert is too slow.
Gong Shuwu said: "It wasn't burned, it was just poisoned."
This was said to Gong Cheng, but his eyes kept falling on the soldiers and horses brought by Gong Cheng. Judging from the distance of the fire, it would take some time for the Northern Desert soldiers and horses to march with all their strength. If our side wants to have a chance, , we can only leave someone behind to stop Gong Yunchi.
If we wait for the Northern Desert reinforcements to arrive——
Our own soldiers and horses are afraid that this place will be ruined.
He was not afraid of fighting in a team battle with Bei Mo. What he was afraid of was that there was an eighteenth-level concubine chief sitting in Bei Mo. When the two sides fought, there was almost no suspense about the outcome. These thoughts lingered in Gong Shuwu's mind, and he did
The decision was made: "Gong Yunchi, I have some connections with your father's generation and I know something about your Gong family."
Gong Cheng frowned and looked at Gong Shuwu.
Ever since he decided to help Brother Tude repay his kindness, he knew that he would inevitably meet an "acquaintance" and was prepared to be pointed at by the other party and scolded as an unworthy descendant. However, when these words came out of Gong Shuwu's mouth, he was inexplicable.
Some discomfort.
"Senior, what do you want to say?"
Gong Cheng suppressed the strangeness and sourness in his heart.
Sighing: "Want to clean up the house for Gong?"
Gong Shuwu shook his head and rejected this statement.
"I am not a member of the Gong family, so what qualifications do I have to clean up the family for the Gong family? As long as you have a clear conscience for your choice, be worthy of heaven and earth, and be worthy of the ancestors, what can I, an outsider, say?" Gong Shuwu has no hatred for his nephew.
, because he has not experienced the hardships that Gong Cheng has suffered over the years and cannot empathize with him. Naturally, he is not qualified to accuse him as an uncle. As an adult, Gong Cheng can be fully responsible for his own choices, as long as he does not regret it.
!
Gong Shuwu's words were beyond Gong Cheng's expectation.
His tone softened: "Does that mean you want to have sex?"
It's not that you can't be accommodating.
As long as it's not too obvious.
Gong Cheng's words came from the bottom of his heart. After all, it didn't take a day or two for him to destroy them, so he said, "It's okay to kill half of them and let go of the other half."
No matter how messed up they are, they can't all be let go.
But Gong Shuwu had a different taste in his ears. He looked at his unfamiliar nephew in front of him, his eyes calm with disappointment: "I want to ask for advice, Chief Gong Dashu!"
Gong Shuwu opened his mouth to invite a fight.
Gong Cheng had no choice but to comply.
This is based on the most basic respect for brave warriors.
However, Gong Cheng still had to remind him.
"You are not my opponent. Even if you delay with your life, how many moves can you make to delay them?" In the face of the absolute gap in strength, these words are cruel and very realistic. If Gong Cheng is serious about it, Gong Shuwu will
If you can resist five moves at most, you will die!
Gong Shuwu sneered: "You don't have to worry about it! Life and death are determined by fate. If you can die here in battle, you can still smile!"
He ordered Lu Ji to retreat with his troops.
His eyes were fixed on Gong Cheng for a moment.
Gong Cheng said: "Why bother?"
It won't take long for the Northern Desert pursuers to catch up.
Gong Shuwu's actions cannot change the outcome.
Lu Ji's eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with grief and anger, but he still gritted his teeth and accepted the order, and pulled Yu Zi up onto the horse.
"withdraw!"
The army evacuates, and the [Five Virtues of Generals] are added to the body.
Although the five virtues do not appear together, there are still four ways.
There are not many literary scholars who can achieve this level. Gong Cheng glanced at the source, and when he met Yu Zi's fierce and cold eyes, he said: "It's very outstanding, but it's a pity."
Because they started late, there were few female scribes, and even fewer of them were outstanding. The Yu Zi in front of me was obviously one of them.
It is indeed a pity to die tonight.
He did not attack Gong Shuwu first.
Gong Shuwu didn't take any action, but his momentum increased at an abnormal speed, and soon broke through the upper limit of the top among the thirteenth level, and he continued to climb up.
Gong Cheng said: "Secret technique?"
This is basically a desperate attempt to keep the bottom of the box.
Even if Gong Cheng couldn't kill him, people would never survive. Gong Shuwu didn't respond. The energy of heaven and earth around him formed a vortex with him as the center, triggering a hurricane, and nearby rocks and land were also swept up into the sky. In contrast, Gong Shuwu
Shu Wu, his face was flushed at the moment, and his skin was feeling abnormally hot. The underwear under the armor was quickly wet with sweat, and then dried by the heat.
One time wet, one time dry.
Wisps of blood mist emerged from under the armor.
Finally, Gong Shuwu's momentum reached its peak at the fifteenth grade, and he raised his hand to grab it. The sword with a ring head condensed in his palm. The blade was sharp and sharp, cutting iron like clay: "Yunchi, are you afraid of ghosts?"
His voice sounded much lower and hoarse than before.
Both the voice and the accent are somewhat familiar.
Gong Cheng didn't understand why he was asking this. He just thought he was stalling for time and said in a good temper: "There are no ghosts in this world. Even if there are, ghosts will turn around and run away when they see me."
Gong Shuwu laughed heartily.
"Aren't you afraid? Hahaha, just don't be afraid!" Gong Shuwu's next words surprised Gong Cheng. He was so surprised that he didn't even bother to agree to retreat. He changed the direction of the march halfway, divided his troops into two groups, and attacked the north in an arc from both sides.
The elite of the desert soldiers and horses, "Let me see, the warrior's intention can only be activated once in a lifetime!"
What does it mean to be a warrior?
Just four words piqued Gong Cheng's interest.
The meaning of a warrior is different from the way of a scribe. The former can only be understood with a certain chance between life and death. It can be said to be one of the highest honors of a courageous warrior. Gong Cheng has come into contact with so many brave warriors over the years, but only one with the meaning of a warrior can
I can count it on my hands.
What does it mean to be a warrior?
Can it only be activated once?
【Be born to be a great person!】
Gongshuwu's seven orifices dripped with winding traces of blood.
【Death is also a ghost hero! 】
It’s winter solstice again (ゞ)
I had a blast today and made two bowls of sesame glutinous rice balls!
[I can’t imagine the calories, but as long as I close my eyes and don’t think about it, it’s like zero fat and zero sugar]
Although the sun was out, the temperature was still below freezing, and the keyboard was made of aluminum. Turning on the heater couldn't save my almost frozen fingers, so I decided to change my keyboard.
PS: "Return to Me" will probably be finished in July or September. The beginning of the new book is already being revised, but the heroine's name will still be replaced by XX.
What's your last name this time?
PPS: Yesterday I took out my commonly used mobile phone card and put it back in. Then the default data used by the mobile phone was the Tianjin China Unicom card. This card only has basic phone calls every month. Today I found that the data exceeded the limit by more than 4900 MB.