"I heard it, I heard it! The soul is calling!" The Sichuan soldier walked out from the corner with his pants lifted, then picked up the spear that fell on the ground, and walked out of the alley, mumbling something.
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Seeing that he was fine, several Sichuan soldiers heaved a sigh of relief, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Afu, you just fucked, why did you throw away the weapon?"
"It fell down while standing by the wall. You can't blame me!" A Sichuan soldier named Ah Fu said impatiently.
After standing in the crowd for a while, Ah Fu said to several companions around him: "My little brother from the same country is in the 15th Corps. I'll go over and have a look."
"What time is it now, and you still want to see your fellow countrymen? Look, the captain is over there!" A Sichuan soldier whispered, while his eyes kept looking diagonally forward.
Ah Fu raised his eyes and looked up, then narrowed his little eyes. He said with a smile: "The captain is over there. I'll go this way. It's okay. Go and have a look and I'll come back. The 15th Corps is in front. Who knows what's going on?
After the battle is over, will I be able to see any living people?"
Hearing what he said, several Sichuan soldiers around him sighed. In fact, the Sichuan soldiers were not willing to come to Feng Country to fight. They had to travel thousands of miles, not to mention the hard work, and the climate in Feng Country also made them very uncomfortable.
But the king's orders were difficult, so they had no choice but to obey them.
"Go back quickly! Avoid the captain and don't let the captain see you, otherwise you will suffer a lot."
"I know." Ah Fu responded, avoiding the captain's side and walking forward from the other side.
The streets were full of Sichuan soldiers and Zhen soldiers. Ah Fu walked close to the wall, trying not to attract anyone's attention. When he reached the 15th Corps of the Sichuan Army, he did not stop but continued to walk forward.
The corps at the front of the 150,000 Sichuan Zhen Alliance Army is the 7th Corps of the Sichuan Kingdom. The regular Central Army of the Sichuan Kingdom, the strength of each corps can be judged by ranking. The top ten corps are the strongest.
The tenth rank is next, the twenty rank is next, and so on. The regiments beyond the hundred rank are basically reserve troops, mostly old, young, sick and disabled, with extremely poor combat effectiveness.
When we arrived at the Seventh Corps, the appearance of the Sichuan Army was obviously different. Every one of them had bright helmets and full of energy. If you look closely, you can see that the soldiers among them are all in their prime of life, over twenty and under thirty years old. They are tall and stout.
Even the weapons they use are far superior to other legions.
At this time, Ah Fu subconsciously slowed down and walked more cautiously, keeping his body close to the wall and trying not to touch the Sichuan soldiers next to him. At the same time, he looked forward and saw that he was at the front of the 7th Corps.
, when Dou Kui was riding a tall horse with many Sichuan generals and Zhen generals standing beside him, his eyes suddenly lit up.
He didn't dare to continue looking forward. If he got closer, the aura emanating from his body might attract the attention of General Chuan and General Sada. This was the last thing he wanted to happen.
He silently calculated the distance between himself and Dou Kui, and nodded secretly. This was already within his range. While he was thinking about what to do, a Sichuan soldier next to him looked him up and down.
After a few glances, he asked in a deep voice: "Hey! Which regiment are you from?"
Ah Fu blinked and said, "I am from the 49th Corps."
"Forty-ninth Corps?" The Sichuan soldier asked suspiciously: "Isn't the Forty-ninth Corps behind? Why did you get here?"
Ah Fu smiled awkwardly and said, "I heard that General Liao Sheng and General Jiang Fan of the Feng Kingdom were fighting, so I came over to take a look."
The Sichuan soldier immediately raised his eyebrows, widened his eyes, and reprimanded in a cold voice: "This is in front of the formation of the two armies. Do you think this is a place where you can move around casually? How did your regiment commander teach you?"
"Hey? Brother, if you have something to say, why are you scolding me?" Ah Fu raised his voice and said dissatisfiedly.
"When did I scold you..."
"You, the Seventh Corps, can curse people at will! I don't think you are very good at all. How did your Corps Commander teach you? It's really just a false name, bullshit Seventh Corps!"
His words were loud enough, at least enough for the nearby Sichuan soldiers to hear clearly. Standing in the Seventh Corps and cursing the Seventh Corps, this is simply reckless. No matter which Corps he replaces, he will definitely be
I can't stand it, not to mention Ah Fu is just an ordinary soldier.
As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted, and more than ten people came around and surrounded him.
"Boy, say it again if you have the guts!" a hot-tempered man in the crowd shouted angrily.
"What? Are you bullying others just because you have more people? Your Seventh Corps is just trying to live up to its name, but it's actually just a bunch of bears! Haha -" Ah Fu squinted at the Sichuan soldiers around him and laughed loudly.
The eyes of the dozen or so Sichuan soldiers around him were about to spit out fire. If they were not on the battlefield at this time, they would have taken action long ago, but the strict military discipline of the Sichuan army made them suppress the anger in their hearts.
No one made a move, and no one spoke back. People just stared at him.
These guys can really keep their composure! Ah Fu muttered in his heart, raised his hand and pointed at everyone, and said arrogantly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, if you get too close to you bastards, you will bring bad luck to me!
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He repeatedly made rude remarks, and some of the Sichuan soldiers really couldn't bear it. The man who had just asked the question roared: "Boy, you asked for a beating!" As he spoke, he raised his fist and struck Ah Fu in the face.
He was fast, but Ah Fu was not satisfied with his speed. The latter raised his fist and counterattacked the opponent's fist.
A click was heard in the helix of the ear, and the two fists collided with each other. Ah Fu didn't do anything, but the Sichuan soldier who punched first screamed and fell to the ground, holding his arms and rolling on the ground in pain.
The hearts of the people around him trembled, and they hurriedly lowered their heads to check. After seeing clearly, their expressions changed. It turned out that the Sichuan soldier's metacarpal bones were smashed to pieces, his five fingers were twisted out of shape, and even his arm bones were broken.
The dense bones pierced through the skin and clothes, and extended outside the body.
Two fists collided, and one person was injured like this. Is the other person still a human? Could it be that his fists are made of iron?
Before the Sichuan soldiers came to their senses, Ah Fu, the evil man who provoked the trouble and hurt others, complained first and screamed: "It's not good, the bastard from the Seventh Corps killed someone, help me——"
He let go of his voice and shouted, not to mention most of the people in the 7th Corps heard it, even Dou Kui heard it. He frowned, looked back, and saw the middle section of the 7th Corps was messy and noisy.
Continuously, he said in a deep voice: "General Wang Peng, go and see what happened behind the scenes. Why is it so chaotic?"
"Yes!" The Sichuan general named Wang Peng stepped in and responded, turning the horse's head and walking back. The other Sichuan generals and Zhen generals also turned their heads and stretched their necks to look around, trying to see clearly what was going on.
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But at this moment, Ah Fu, who was being beaten by many Sichuan soldiers, suddenly emitted black mist around him, and then his body disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already under the belly of Dou Kui's horse.
All the Sichuan generals, Zhen generals, including Dou Kui himself, all felt the fluctuation of spiritual pressure, and also noticed that there was an extra person under Dou Kui's horse. However, before everyone could recover, Ah Fu suddenly appeared under the horse's belly.
Like a spring, he shot up on the spot. With a bang, his body hit the horse's belly hard. The force was so strong that the horse and Dou Kui on it were lifted up more than half a meter. Dou Kui screamed.
, lost his balance and fell off the horse on his back. While his body was still falling, Ah Fu swung his knife in the air, click, Dou Kui's body was split into two in the air, and the two corpses fell to the ground, blood and
The internal organs are flowing all over the floor.
It sounds slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, and it only happens in an instant.
Poor Sichuan general Dou Kui, he didn't even see clearly who the enemy was, so he died in confusion, and he died tragically because someone cut him open in the center.
Seeing Dou Kui's body cut into two, the surrounding Sichuan generals and Zhen generals were dumbfounded. After a moment of silence, people subconsciously screamed, and turned around to see a Sichuan soldier standing among the generals.
Among them, this is nothing. What is strange is that one of his arms has completely turned into a long knife, which is thin and long, black, and exudes an eerie black light.
Blood beads dripped from the tip of the knife to the ground.
The generals woke up as if from a dream, and a general of the Zhen Army shouted: "Shadow ***! He is a dark spiritual cultivator——"
Ah Fu sneered, lowered his body, and drilled out through the gap between the generals' horses.
"Avenge the general! We can't let him run away!" The eyes of the Sichuan generals were all red. One of them galloped on his horse regardless, and chased Ah Fu from behind, his spirit spear going straight to his heart.
Ah Fu reacted very quickly, as if he had eyes on his back. He huddled up and rolled to the side. Not only did he avoid the edge of the opponent's spirit spear, but he also let the charging horse pass by.
However, at this moment of delay, several more Sichuan generals and Zhen generals rushed forward, surrounded Ah Fu, and their spiritual spears and spiritual knives all fell on him.
At the critical moment, Ah Fu's body emitted black mist and disappeared again. Later, he had already escaped from the encirclement of the enemies.
He wanted to run away, but the red-eyed generals Chuan and Zhen pursued him. After running for two steps, he was overtaken by the enemy general again. This time Ah Fu stopped running and stood on the same spot, taking a look.
The surrounding enemy generals and soldiers looked up and laughed, and then their bodies began to vaporize, and the people and their clothes instantly turned into a cloud of white mist, floating towards the houses next to the main street.
"Hurry up and follow the spiritual mist and find the assassin's true identity!" An experienced general immediately judged that it was a dark spiritual cultivator who dispersed the shadows and absorbed the spiritual energy back into the body. As long as he followed the spiritual mist, he could also
Then you can find the other party's true identity.
Under General Zhen's reminder, the somewhat dazed Sichuan generals all shouted loudly and urged their horses to pursue Lingwu.
This Sichuan soldier named Ah Fu had actually been killed by Tang Yin long ago. Tang Yin burned his soul and sucked Ah Fu, and then released a shadow gun, transformed into Ah Fu, and infiltrated among the Sichuan soldiers.
It's a pity that the Sichuan soldiers were not spiritual cultivators and could not detect Ah Fu's changes or feel the spiritual energy emanating from him. As a result, Tang Yin's shadow killer sneaked close to Dou Kui and suddenly took action to kill him.
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This is the terrifying thing about the inner sect's dark spiritual cultivators, who are hard to guard against.