The tenth collect the eight hundred and seventy-seventh chapter
Chapter 877
Qingyu yawned and asked, "What time is it now?"
Yu Yuan said: "General, it's already Haishi."
Qingyu nodded and murmured: "It's time to rest." As he spoke, he handed the map in his hand to Hua An, told him to put it away, and then walked out.
His sleeping tent was at the back of the central military tent, less than ten meters apart. After leaving the central military tent, he looked up and took a long breath, stood for a while, and couldn't help but shudder.
The maid hurriedly stepped forward, put a large cloak on him, and whispered: "Master, it's cold now. It's better to go back and rest early, so as not to freeze your body."
Qingyu turned around and smiled gratefully at her, then turned around and walked towards the sleeping tent. He had just taken a few steps when a Feng Army patrol passed by the sleeping tent.
The patrol team of this Feng Army had crooked helmets and uncoordinated steps when walking, looking messy. Seeing this, Qingyu couldn't help but frown secretly. He has always been strict in running the army, especially the military appearance. He has very strict requirements.
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He stopped and waved to the Feng soldiers, asking them to come over. The Feng soldiers patrol hurriedly stepped forward, all stepped in and saluted, and said: "General!"
"Which regiment are you from?" Qingyu asked while looking them over.
"Ninth Corps!" The captain at the head respectfully handed over his military badge.
Qingyu didn't answer, but squinted his eyes and glanced up and down at the captain. Although it was dark and the light was limited, he could still see his appearance clearly.
It seems that this person is at least forty, which would not be a big deal in other countries, but the soldiers of the Feng Army have always been mainly young adults, and there are very few veterans over forty, but this Feng army in front of them
Soldiers, not only is the captain over forty years old, but the soldiers behind him seem to be no longer young, some even look older than the captain. Furthermore, none of the veterans in the army are pampered and treated as
With living treasures being offered to them, how could it be their turn to do such drudgery as patrolling at night?
In terms of brains, intelligence and acumen, among the many commanders of the Feng Army, there are really few who can match Qingyu. At this time, he saw something strange, but he did not make a fuss. His expression remained calm and he asked calmly: "
Which team of the Ninth Corps is which?"
"Seventh formation, second team." The captain's tone was humble, but his words were concise, and he seemed unwilling to say another word.
Qingyu expressed his gratitude and asked: "What are the names of your captains and captains?"
"..." The captain lowered his head and remained silent.
"Didn't you hear the general asking you?" Regarding his attitude, the two generals Hua An and Yu Yuan beside Qing Yu were furious and scolded him in a deep voice.
"The captain is Mr. Liu Xi, and the captain is..."
"Liu Xi?" Qingyu smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, the commander of the seventh formation of the Ninth Corps should be named Pang Zun. Didn't you even remember the name of your own commander correctly?
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As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the captain and the soldiers behind him all changed. Who would have thought that the commander-in-chief of an army could actually remember the names of the commanders of each formation below.
Almost at the same time, Hua An and Yu Yuan also noticed something strange. They subconsciously stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?"
Before either of them finished speaking, the captain whipped out his sword and without any warning, pointed it at Qingyu's chest and stabbed it viciously.
His movements were too fast and too sudden. Even Qingyu didn't expect that he would suddenly attack him, and the speed of his attack would be so fast.
Qingyu has been weak and sick since he was a child, so he is not suitable for practicing spiritual martial arts, but he has been practicing swordsmanship hard. In terms of skill, it is really not easy for ordinary people to defeat him.
Seeing the opponent stabbing him in front of him with a sword, at the critical moment, Qingyu turned to the side with force, and heard a sound of sand. The sword edge almost touched his body and passed over his chest and abdomen, opening a large hole in his chest, revealing
The white middle coat inside.
"Ah! It's an assassin!" The faces of Hua An, Yu Yuan and the many guards around them all changed drastically. People showed their swords and quickly surrounded the Fengjun patrol. At the same time, Hua An and Yu Yuan
The two of them pulled Qingyu back and kept him firmly behind them.
After their identities were revealed, these assassins disguised as the Feng Army no longer hid. One by one, they quickly took out the spirit-gathering pills and stuffed them into their mouths. Then they each held weapons and fought with the besieging guards.
The leader and his two companions went straight towards Qingyu. The three of them invariably emitted white spiritual mist as they rushed forward. Immediately afterwards, the spiritual armor transformation and the spiritual transformation of the soldiers were completed at the same time.
, three spiritual swords, take Qingyu directly.
Hua An and Yu Yuan shouted loudly, also put on their spiritual armors, held spiritual soldiers in hand, and went forward to fight with the three assassins.
The two of them are Qingyu's guardians. Lingwu is already pretty good among Feiyu's army, but compared with the three assassins, there is still a long way to go.
The assassins separated into two men, and held Hua An and Yu Yuan in shock respectively. The remaining assassin continued to attack Qingyu, stabbing his throat fiercely with the spirit sword.
Qingyu's skills are okay against ordinary people, but against spiritual cultivators, especially top-notch spiritual cultivators, he is undoubtedly a mantis trying to defeat a chariot.
At this moment, he was really unable to block the spirit sword thrust by the opponent. When he was beaten and had no choice, he no longer cared about his identity, fell down on the spot, and rolled away to the side.
Whoa! The spirit sword did not hit Qing Yu, and the assassin did not pause for a moment. As the spirit sword suddenly appeared with a dazzling light, the spirit chaos wind was released, and the spirit blades all over the sky blew towards Qing Yu like snowflakes. This time,
He didn't even have a chance to dodge.
Seeing the chaos, Feng's spiritual blade had enveloped Qingyu and was about to cut him into pieces. At this moment, two groups of black smoke suddenly appeared around Qingyu. He didn't even see clearly what was going on.
Two clouds of black smoke have condensed into human shapes. The two people grabbed Qingyu's shoulders and swung them outward with all their strength. Qingyu flew straight out like a cannonball from the muzzle, and also flew out of Lingluan?
The wind's attack range. At the same time as Qingyu was thrown out, the two people's bodies became weak, turned into two puffs of smoke, and disappeared.
Buzz! Spiritual chaos? The wind blew, but all it swept was a ball of air. A flash of surprise flashed in the assassin's eyes, and he subconsciously shouted: "Dark spiritual cultivator!"
"Hmph! Your Excellency, it is not that easy to assassinate the commander-in-chief of our army."
As the voice came, a figure slowly emerged from behind the assassin. Immediately afterwards, figures appeared from time to time to his east, west, north and south. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen dark spiritual cultivators appeared around him.
They were all covered in black spiritual armor, dressed in black from head to toe, with only two eerie eyes exposed, and in their hands were disc-shaped wheel knives with chains attached to them, following them.
Swinging the wheel knife, the chain made a crisp sound.
Seeing the weapons in their hands, the assassin's expression changed again, the shock in his eyes became more intense, and he blurted out: "Darkness!"
Of course, these dark spiritual cultivators are not Youyin, and Youyin cannot come to protect Qingyu. They are the Dark Arrows of Feng Kingdom. The weapons they use are the same as Youyin's, because they were imitated by Dark Arrows under Tang Yin's instruction.
Tang Yin is not a rigid and dogmatic person. On the contrary, in this era, his thinking is more flexible than anyone else. If there are good things, of course you should learn them. There is nothing shameful about it. He has fought against the darkness and also feels the dark system.
This kind of wheel knife connected with a chain is very suitable for spiritual cultivators. When he was still in Sichuan Kingdom, he sent people to quickly return the captured wheel knife to Feng Kingdom, where it was copied by the Ordnance Department and distributed to Feng Kingdom.
Everyone at Dark Arrow.
"I don't know what darkness is, but I can tell you that our name is - Dark Arrow!" The dark spiritual cultivator who spoke slowly walked towards the assassin. As he approached, the people around him
Hidden arrow personnel also came closer one after another.
"kill--"
He took the lead and shouted loudly, throwing the chakra in his hand towards the assassin.
The difference between the wheel knife they used and the darkness is that it has a hole in the middle. When flying in the air, it will emit a whistle that is high and low. It is extremely sharp and makes people feel upset. It also has an indescribable sense of depression.
The assassin was about to wave his sword to parry, but whistles were heard in front, back, left and right of him. Looking around, more than a dozen wheel knives were flying towards him from all directions. What was terrible was that the flying trajectory of the wheel knives was still unstable.
Sometimes it's up, sometimes it's down, it's hard to guard against, and there's no way to make a judgment in advance. You can only wait for the wheel knife to fly close before you can block it.
When more than a dozen chakras flew close to him, the assassin shouted loudly and drew out his sword with all his strength. There was a continuous crisp sound in his ears, and dozens of chakras were knocked to the ground by him.
But before he could take a breath, the wheel knife that had landed on the ground floated up again and flew towards him again.
The assassin used all his strength, blocking back and forth. The sound of banging could be heard from the scene. It didn't take long for the assassin to just make a move without taking care of it. Then the chain of a wheel knife was wrapped around his ankle. Following the man holding the knife,
The hidden arrow personnel pulled him back hard, and he couldn't stand and fell to the ground on his back.
"Ah -" the assassin exclaimed, straining his waist and eyes, leaning up, holding up his spiritual sword, trying to cut off the chain wrapped around his ankle, but before the spiritual sword in his hand could be cut off, another wheel appeared.
The knife whirled past his wrist.
With a clatter, the chain wrapped around his wrist. He was startled. Before he could react, the other wrist and ankle were wrapped again. This time, his whole body was suspended in the air on his back, with four arms and legs.
The chains locked him tightly.
He struggled fiercely, but it was a pity that the strength of one person could not defeat the combined strength of four people. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.
Squeak, squeak - like a whistle from hell, it sounded in his ears again. Before he could see clearly what was going on, he suddenly felt his neck tightening, and it turned out that there was another chain wrapped around his neck.
"Anyone who attempts to assassinate the commander-in-chief of our army will be killed without mercy!"
As one person shouted, the chain around his neck suddenly tightened, and the spiritualized chain tightened around the spiritual armor around his neck, making a creaking sound. If you look closely at this time, you can clearly see his neck.
The spiritual armor inside is gradually twisting and deforming.
"Roar!" Someone yelled above his head, and then, with a thud, the assassin's head was forcibly strangled by the chain.
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