Nohara Huo raised his head and looked at the blue sky, puzzled.
Where did this thunder come from?
When I first heard it, it was like thousands of horses galloping, and when I listened closely, it was like thunder rolling from the sky. For some reason, Nohara Huo felt that this thunder was vaguely familiar.
He subconsciously turned around and saw a white line in the northwest direction where the sky and the earth meet.
The white line is getting closer and closer, and everyone is looking in the same direction as Nohara Hui. Countless faces have almost the same expression. They are confused at first, then frown, and then their eyes widen, filled with fear.
It's water!
No wonder this thunder sounds vaguely familiar, because this is not the first time Nohara Huo has heard it. The last time was in Qingniu Mountain...
After remembering this, Nohara Huo felt retching in his stomach and his eyes were in a trance, as if countless ghostly corpses were rushing toward him.
However, Bai Wushuang reacted faster and hurriedly ordered, waving his hands and shouting:
"Avoid, avoid, go ashore to avoid the water."
A team of 200,000 people were crowded together. Bai Wushuang was old and his voice was weak, so his words could not travel far.
The speed of this water line is faster than sound.
It came more and more urgently, and the sound became louder and louder. Everyone could no longer tell the difference between north, south, east and west, and they didn't know whether their feet were stepping on land or water.
Soon, the tide rushed to Liuping Lake like thousands of troops and collided with the Rong army.
The Rong tribe prides themselves on having unparalleled horses and invincible in field battles, but facing the power of heaven and earth, they have no ability to resist.
Liuping Lake is originally a tributary of the river. The terrain is narrow and concave, and water cannot flow in and out, so it became Liuping Lake.
Like an overturned jade vase, the water is bluer than the sky. It is indeed a beautiful place in the south of the Yangtze River and a place of miraculous creation.
A long time ago, Li Xingzai began to plan this strategy, building a dike upstream to cut off the water. After Ma Mengqi escaped from Baihu Village, he did not go to other places, but guarded the water source upstream.
It is summer now, and there is a lot of rain in the south of the Yangtze River. However, because Ma Mengqi built embankments and cut off the water supply, the amount of water in Liuping Lake has not increased.
Today, God paid back all the water owed to Liuping Lake.
It's just a hardship for the Rong soldiers.
The powerful water washed down from the upper reaches and scattered the army. Some people hurriedly climbed up the big trees, some stepped on the rocks, and some hid in the high ground like crazy.
At this moment, Li Xingzai led the army to rush over and kill all the Rong people who were lucky enough to land ashore.
Not only Li Xingzai, but also Ma Mengqi, Hua Mulan, Qi Jiguang, Xu Wentian and others.
Everyone has been fed up with the grievances and is holding a breath in their hearts. Now is the day for revenge and injustice.
The battlefield Li Xingzai determined in advance was never Luofeng City. In this battle, he completely replayed Cheng Dalei's battle in Qingniu Mountain: first, he led the enemy into a dangerous place, and then used the power of heaven and earth to draw the water of the river to destroy the Rong troops.
As for Luofeng City, it is nothing more than a bait. In this battle, Li Xingzai also learned from Chu Yunsheng's fighting style. When Li Xing's team was eliminated, he first abandoned Luofeng City and lured the enemy deeper.
Since Luofengcheng has given up once, why can't it give up a second time?
Of course, Li Xingzai is not Cheng Dalei, and Cheng Dalei would not use the lives of more than 100,000 people as bait. But this is nothing to Li Xingzai, and there will not even be any psychological burden.
From this perspective, Li Xingzai is already better than his master.
The Jiangnan Army started fighting on both sides of the river, which was like beating a drowned dog. Only one out of ten Rong people could escape to the shore, and now they were frightened by the water of the river. Facing the pursuit of the Jiangnan Army, they either fled madly or
Waiting to die.
The killing lasted for three days and three nights, and Li Xingzai's hands were covered in blood.
One night, Li Xingzai suddenly sat down on the ground with a spear in his hand, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.
Xu Wentian hurriedly helped him up and patted his back gently to wake him up.
"Your Majesty, are you okay? Your Majesty..."
Li Xingzai's expression was dull and his eyes were empty. He stared blankly ahead, suddenly cried three times, and then laughed three times. The sound was like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, and his expression was ferocious and terrifying.
Xu Wentian was a little scared. He didn't know why Li Xingzai was crying or why Li Xingzai was laughing.
Li Xingzai first cried for the ancestors of the Li family, secondly he cried for the 100,000 Jiangnan troops who sacrificed their lives, and thirdly he cried for the Nohara Fire.
To laugh is to laugh for this battle.
The fight lasted for more than half a year, and his heart was always in the air. Po Tian boldly decided on this plan, but Li Xingzai didn't know whether it would succeed. It was just a desperate attempt to gain something from the fire.
By a stroke of luck, this battle was successful, and the sacrifice of the 100,000 Jiangnan troops was not in vain.
What a pity Nobara Fire...
Thinking of Nohara Huo, Li Xingzai suddenly stood up and regained his energy.
"Has Nohara Hui's body been found?"
"Your Majesty, we have not found it yet."
"Keep looking." Li Xingzai said: "If you are alive, you want to see the person, if you are dead, you want to see the body."
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When the flood broke out, Nohara Huo was lucky enough to escape with Bai Wushuang and others. Now he only has dozens of people under his command.
The battlefield is changing rapidly, and victory or defeat comes too suddenly. Not long ago, Nohara Huo had a million troops, but now he only has a few dozen defeated troops.
After escaping from Liuping Lake, Nohara Huo felt like he had lost his soul. He was completely lost and didn't say a word on the road.
That night, with the bright moon in the sky and the gentle breeze in our arms, it was a pleasant scene. But Nohara Huo Bai Wushuang and others naturally had no intention of enjoying it.
There were bouts of coughing in the middle of the night, and the sound of running water around me made me even more whimpering.
Bai Wushuang's health is getting worse and worse, and now she can just barely hold on.
"Your Majesty, you need to cheer up. Let's go back to Jiangbei and regroup. We will have a chance to make a comeback."
Nohara Huo still has a large number of troops in Jiangbei. They are stationed on the north bank of the river, waiting for Nohara Huo's orders.
If we can return to Jiangbei, Nohara Huo can still gather a large army.
"Regroup and make a comeback?" Nohara Huo raised his head, with life in his eyes for the first time: "Military advisor, I'm tired."
Bai Wushuang was stunned, looking into Nohara Huo's eyes and speechless.
In Qingniu Mountain, Nohara Huo died once. He didn't know how he survived. He was wandering in the world like a lonely ghost. He didn't know why he was born, and he didn't know where he was going.
Until he met Li Xingzai, it was Li Xingzai who gave him a second life.
Now, Li Xingzai wants to take this life away again.
The bright moon was in the sky, the flowing water was whimpering, and Nohara Huo was in a daze. He looked at the surging river water, and in a daze he saw the Milky Way falling from the sky in Qingniu Mountain.
Perhaps, he had died in the valley of Qingniu Mountain, and what escaped was just a wandering soul.