Chapter 994 994: Seems like the living dead? (Part 2) [Please vote for me]
"you ask me?"
The visitor turned his head and glanced at Gong Shuwu. Si. Rabbit 520 Read the latest chapter of the correct novel
The sharp long nails pointed at themselves.
The scarlet and turbid eyes looked a bit silly.
For some unknown reason, Gong Cheng did not take action. He just looked at the stranger who suddenly intervened. He originally thought that the stranger was a military commander under Shen Tang's tent, but judging from his second uncle's reaction, they did not know each other. In this case, now Why do people appear so promptly?
Gong Shuwu was confused by the three words “person coming”.
"Of course I want to ask my benefactor."
The person's aura was stronger than mine but not as good as Gong Cheng's.
But judging from the fact that he can take Gong Cheng's move without being counterattacked, this person's strength is at least sixteenth-level, or even seventeenth-level Si chariot commander. A brave warrior with such strength has no reason to have a status. Wu Ming. The other party also saved me. He is a friend rather than an enemy.
The visitor said: "Soldiers from the Pioneer Battalion."
Brother Six said that he is now considered a pony.
Both Gong Shuwu and Gong Cheng fell into a strange silence.
A courageous warrior of this strength is just a low-ranking soldier in the vanguard camp? Gong Shuwu is glad that he has no flesh and blood now, otherwise he will definitely be blushing and ashamed at this moment. What kind of eyes does he have, that he can't find such a strong person?
Let the other party be a soldier?
It was such a shame and humiliation that Gong Shuwu asked himself, his introverted temperament couldn't stand it, and if he didn't catch the commander and beat him half crippled to avenge his shame, it would be a disgrace to his own strength!
The visitor obviously could not understand Gong Shuwu's psychological activities.
He is not able to observe words and expressions, let alone Gong Shuwu. He doesn't even have eyeballs at this moment. There are only two clusters of weak flames in his empty eye sockets. How can a normal person tell anything from the two clusters of flames? See Gong Shuwu. There was nothing he wanted to ask, so the visitor turned his attention back to Gong Cheng, grinned, and asked: "Who is that? How much military merit is your head worth?"
Gong Shuwu Dao: "A priceless treasure."
This is obviously not what a second uncle should say.
Gong Cheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he could tell at a glance the strength of the person coming - even if he had consumed a lot just now, he would not be decapitated by the person in front of him. He said: "Gong doesn't know much about your Kang country's military system. , I can’t give an exact figure on how much military merit the head on the necklace is worth. However, if you can take it off, the position of the person next to you can also be yours."
The head of one of the top combat forces in the Northern Desert.
If it can be cut down, it will have a huge impact on the entire war.
The visitor's brain was not strong enough to understand the private information contained in their words, but he understood one thing. Gong Cheng's head was very, very, very valuable, worth a lot of military honors. Brother Six was right, coming here to kill people is better than tearing apart those ants. Much more cost effective.
"Brother Six still has great wisdom."
"Tearing one of you down is worth tearing apart millions of ants."
Gong Cheng only has a weak personality, but his brain is still good. He immediately heard the chill in this man's words. The "ants" in the other party's mouth should refer to the soldiers and horses from the Northern Desert he brought. In the most innocent tone, he said The most chilling words.
Gong Cheng's expression was a bit solemn to the naked eye.
"Then you must have this ability."
A Gong Shuwu or dozens of ancestral heroic spirits brought him much more mental pressure than physical pressure. Such desperate fighting methods only made him look embarrassed and consumed more martial energy, but did not put him in danger of dying.
Sense. The weird and courageous warrior in front of him was also at a lower level than himself, but if these three people gathered together to attack him, even Gong Cheng would find it very difficult.
"Then try it!"
After the visitor finished speaking, he rushed over like a wild beast.
Ordinary brave warriors usually use swords, guns, swords and halberds as weapons to kill and fend off enemies, but this weirdo is different. He has nothing in his hands. The only thing that can be used as a weapon is his claws. These claws cannot be called "human hands" at all.
", with a thick metallic sheen on his body, and his fingers were in the shape of sharp blades. As he approached Gong Cheng, he grabbed Gong Cheng's weapon with his bare hands, completely ignoring the sharpness of the weapon.
Ding--
After a sharp sizzle, sparks flew everywhere.
The weirdo's hand was not cut into two pieces as expected. Instead, he held the weapon firmly with his sharp claws. The force was so strong that even Gong Cheng couldn't shake it immediately. Not only that, the tips of the sharp claws left several marks on the weapon.
, this shows the hardness of these iron claws!
Gong Cheng's weapons were restrained, Gong Shuwu seized the opportunity, raised his hand and transformed into a long sword, held the sword in both hands, and struck quickly.
Gong Cheng gathered energy in his hands and used his arm guards to block it.
The light blade struck by the blade collided with the scale armor of the arm.
Explosions occurred one after another.
The movement happening here can even be seen by the two armies fighting in the distance! Among the soldiers and horses of Kang State, there is a group of people who are particularly conspicuous. These people are also wearing Kang State military uniforms, but their arms are tied with very conspicuous red strips of cloth.
, which stands for military doctor.
Although the troops on the battlefield were tight, the military doctors were still being protected. Occasionally, a fish that slipped through the net rushed over, and they had some ability to protect themselves. They chopped the fish that slipped through the net into pieces with their swords. After a while, every military doctor was covered with blood.
All stained red with blood.
One of them is particularly different.
This person is also a military doctor, but at this moment he has become the backbone of everyone.
He was furious, his voice was calm and unhurried, and his thoughts were clear and he was instructing everyone on what to do. His eyes were all around him and his ears were listening in all directions. He knew where the enemy was coming, how many enemies there were, and how many people could cut them down before anyone else.
Death. These military doctors are not just good at medical skills. They also practice some self-defense skills when they have nothing to do. On the battlefield, swords have no eyesight, and as military doctors, they may also face the threat of the enemy's butcher knife at any time. Therefore, after adapting to the initial panic, the military doctors also
As he became more comfortable, occasionally someone would be injured, and the free-handed doctor Xinglin would be able to help.
Doctor Xinglin is very powerful.
Ordinary gunshot wounds can stop bleeding within a few breaths.
This caused the military doctors to look at the tragedy. In fact, no one was fatally injured. If they took off their clothes, there would be no bleeding from the wounds. The logistics side could barely stabilize the position, and Yu Zi showed great power, increasing the number of words.
The spiritual benefit spread to the entire army, and the number of enemies who could rush to the medics was visibly reduced. The pressure dropped sharply, and the medics' eyes also showed the joy of surviving the disaster.
They kept looking at the "backbone" with curiosity out of the corner of their eyes.
You guys are not blind.
I just saw clearly that this man not only saved a soldier with the spirit of a doctor's words, but also used the unique literary barrier of scribes to block the charging enemy cavalry, buying precious time for them to stab the enemy to death with their spears. Also,
That is to say, this person is a literary scholar and a Xinglin doctor! Such a talent——
Several people's strange eyes fell on the red strip of cloth on the other's arm.
The logo of a military doctor is red with a white logo tattooed on it. Each logo corresponds to a level of military doctor. The logo on this person's arm is the simplest one. Among military doctors, he is a trainee military doctor who is responsible for daily tasks.
Doing odd jobs, helping to clean the wounded barracks, decoction, grabbing medicine, changing dressings for the soldiers... all of them are the hardest and heaviest physical work...
People who wear this kind of logo are actually dual cultivation wizards!
Obviously being a military doctor is more than enough!
Able to heal, fight, and direct operations...
Who recruited him?
Recruit people without giving them corresponding positional treatment?
All the military doctors had countless doubts in their hearts.
They didn't dare to ask for help.
The "backbone" who was the focus of everyone had no time to pay attention to these eyes. When the pressure on the battlefield was low, he kept casting his gaze to the distance, where Uncle Gong made his final decision. As the most ordinary military doctor, Fang Yan didn't do anything at the beginning.
Don't know what happened.
When they found out, the army fell into a melee.
Shaochong, this naughty kid, came to him immediately - looking all the way, tearing him apart! He tore apart people all the way, and there were dozens of half-divided bodies lying on the road he came on, his eyes full of worry: [Six
Brother, Brother Six, Brother Six, where are you?】
Fang Yan wiped the blood from his face.
He pushed the approaching Shaochong away and said with some fear: [You damn kid! Is the battlefield a place where you can do whatever you want? I almost stabbed you with a sword just now!]
Shao Chong looked unconcerned.
With Sixth Brother's little strength, even if he stood there and let Sixth Brother stab him with his sword, he wouldn't be able to pierce his flesh.
Fang Yan tried his best to ignore Shaochong's expression, lest he lose control of his anger. Shaochong killed people while counting: [One military merit, two military merits, three military merits...]
Shaochong's brain is not working well.
He only knows numbers within tens.
Counting to ten can only start from one again.
Occasionally, I get so carried away with killing that I forget where I am counting.
If he couldn't remember, he went to find Fang Yan.
Fang Yan lost his patience and raised his hand to give Shaochong the [Five Virtues of Generals] word spirit, asking him to go and play with Gong Shuwu. At the end, he did not forget to tell him: [Kill the enemy if you can, and kill if you can't.
Bringing the general back and rushing to the rescue in time will also be a military achievement!]
Just stop counting!
Shaochong naturally sensed Gong Shuwu's aura.
He has long been eager to try.
These fragile ants in front of me can't arouse any interest, but without Sixth Brother's permission, Shao Chong doesn't dare to run too far.
After receiving the amnesty, my heart flew away immediately.
But before leaving, Sixth Brother still wanted to give a few words of advice.
[Thirteen, have you brought everything? 】
Jimo Qiu is not here at the moment, and Shaochong's condition can only be suppressed and balanced by precious foreign objects. At first, Fang Yan and Chao Lian thought that this "precious foreign object" would be difficult to deal with, but to their surprise, Jimo Qiu took out a statue from his sleeve.
A small figure with long fingers.
Jimo Qiu said seriously: "Just believe in my God!"
Fang Yan and Chao Lian: [……]
Although they have no specific beliefs, when they see Buddhist temples or Taoist temples, they will go in and buy a few sticks of incense to pray for blessings. They focus on a flexible belief, but Jimo Qiu's posture is unreliable.
Jimo Qiu was still preaching there: "Every morning, noon and evening, three sticks of incense must be burned. After burning the incense, they can sing a song, dance or something. My god always likes this..."
Shaochong scratched his head: [Just like Shaobai does on weekdays?]
Jimo Qiu nodded heavily: [Yeah.]
Shaochong said: [Okay, I believe it!]
Fang Yan and Chao Lian couldn't believe it.
The strange thing is that since Shao Chong believed in this evil god, even if Jimo Qiu was not around for several days, Shao Chong's mental state was very stable. Fang Yan was more inclined to attribute this effect to psychological effects, but - I would rather believe it,
Can't believe it doesn't exist.
Bloody and violent anger can easily lead to loss of control.
With him carrying this statue, Fang Yan can feel more at ease.
So there was a scene where Shao Chong managed to save Gong Shuwu in time. When Shao Chong rescued the man, he was still a little proud. He won the rescue military merit first, then killed Gong Cheng and took the opponent's head.
, the military merits of beheading generals can also be collected.
He used his military achievements in rescue operations to make his sixth brother a great doctor.
Then use the skill of killing generals to make the twelfth brother a general!
Fang Yan felt Shaochong's aura.
Make sure the other person is emotionally stable and finally let go of your worries.
With the troops and horses in the Northern Desert being suppressed, the pressure on the logistics side was also reduced a lot, and Fang Yan was finally free to do other things. When the military doctor wanted to find him, he raised his hand and used his word spirit, and took a few feet in one step.
Ignoring everyone's worries, he went straight to the area where the fiercest fighting was ahead. From afar, he saw the familiar light of martial energy. Fang Yan held his sword and killed the attacking Bei Mo soldiers, piercing his throat with the sword.
The familiar martial aura passed through his ears.
Kill the enemy soldiers in the blind spot with one blow.
"Why is Sixth Brother here?" Chao Lian, who was dressed as a soldier, looked surprised. After saying that, he felt it again and didn't notice Shaochong. Shaochong's breath was very far away from him, "Where are the thirteen people?"
Fang Yan said: "He went to grab military glory."
Lu Ji, who came after the Northern Desert general who was seriously injured, almost went crazy.
Because her target was killed by Chao Lian’s last hit!
Chao Lian saw Lu Ji from a distance.
"Why are Vice General Lu here?"
Lu Ji: "..."
When the melee came to an end and the killing cries gradually subsided, the fish belly turned white at the end of the horizon. Lu Ji completely forgot about his injuries and fatigue, and led his troops to chase for more than ten miles before turning around unwillingly. Yu Zi led his troops back.
Go to the battlefield to pick up Gong Shuwu.
The army marched non-stop, forcing itself to gallop.
Everyone looked anxious, but in their hearts there was not much hope.
It often takes dozens or hundreds of moves to determine the winner of a highly powerful martial artist. The greater the difference in strength, the shorter the time to end the battle. General Gong Shuwu is afraid that he will encounter misfortune.
Despite this suspicion, they still had to go there. It was not so much to welcome back the general himself, but rather to welcome back the body of Gong Shuwu. His body should not and could not be exposed in the wilderness.
Yu Zi's eyes were bloodshot.
If you observe carefully, you will find that she is in a very wrong state at the moment. There is no trace of literary fluctuations in her body, and she is as ordinary as an ordinary person. Both physically and mentally, she has exceeded the limit. She has not fallen down yet, all thanks to the pressure in her heart.
gas.
finally--
A place that was reduced to scorched earth by lightning appeared in his sight.
There are two figures in the wilderness.
As the sun slowly rose from the horizon, the first ray of sunlight shone on them. Yu Zi could barely see the general appearance of the two figures. One figure was sitting, and the other was standing aside. The weapon in his hand was buried in the ground at his feet, with his back to
With the army.
Yu Zi and others recognized it as Gong Shuwu's armor at a glance.
"General——"
"General...wuwuwu..."
"General--"
A military commander who was relatively lightly injured jumped off his horse more than ten feet away from Gong Shuwu and ran towards him. At this scene, some people couldn't control themselves and burst into tears.
Crying seems to be contagious.
From one person crying to a group of people crying.
Finally, an army of people was crying.
Yu Zi, who was sitting on the horse, was swaying slightly.
At this time, the general's armor moved.
Douchun turned towards the crowd.
Revealing a snow-white skull.
The mouth of this skull opens and closes, but the sound it makes is familiar to everyone: "Are you attending my funeral?"
