Ma Weishan rubbed his eyes vigorously: "The mist can actually travel against the wind? This is so funny!"
"Hahahaha, no matter if he is joking or not, it is always a good thing for us!"
Luo Xiang immediately filled his throat with breath, put his hands into a conch shape and placed them in front of his mouth, shouting loudly: "Bai Wu, Bai Wu, go ahead and kill all these rebel invaders!"
"As long as you follow my wishes, I will swear to heaven that whenever I see Bai Wu in the future, I will kneel down and kowtow three times to thank you for today's kindness!"
From the tense battle situation before, where the whole army was about to be destroyed, now the situation in Nancheng has been turned upside down by a strange mist.
During this period, as one of the guards of Nancheng, Luo Xiang's mood could be said to have gone from hell to heaven.
The intense excitement made this old man, who was about to turn sixty, unable to help but excitedly make a vow that sounded extremely absurd...
Luo Xiang's breath filled his throat and his voice was loud.
So much so that the Huainan general who had just turned around and retreated heard it clearly.
He curled up the corner of his mouth and sneered disdainfully: "Tsk, you are still so stupid even after you are so old! Do you even worship the mist? Why are you so swearing? Don't make me laugh, okay?"
"If the fog can move against the wind, a sow can go up... Oh my god?"
He originally wanted to say that sows can climb trees.
As a result, before the last word was uttered, I was stunned by the sight that flashed across my face——
What did he see?
That white mist seemed to have real gnosis. Despite the strong wind, it still maintained its milky white mist shape and never dispersed!
It was rushing towards the Huainan general and the thousands of defeated troops who were detouring to the left at extremely fast speeds!
"I...is this fucking okay?" The general was immediately speechless!
The things in the white mist are too strange, and their lethality is also bizarre.
Huainan will have seen this with his own eyes. Therefore, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, and frequently clamped the horse's belly with his legs in order to escape quickly!
But no matter how fast his horse is, how can it be faster than the red rabbit in the white mist?
While marching, Chen Shen put away all the puppets and rode the red rabbit as fast as lightning.
After catching up with the target and covering it within the white mist, the young man released the war puppet to kill it.
Therefore, competing with Bai Wu in speed is equivalent to competing with the one-horned red-maned beast at the peak of King Rank One Star. How can Huainan be able to compete?
The general looked back while escaping, and found that the speed of the white mist was too fast. If this continued, he would be swept away in less than twenty or thirty breaths.
"Damn it, I can't run away from you, why don't I dump you in disguise?"
Thinking of this, the general tightened the reins, turned the horse's head sharply, and used the eight-star Xuanshi realm Xuanqi protecting the horse's head to forcefully knock away a dozen foot soldiers on the right and rush out of the crowd.
"Hey, let's see what you can do now?" He turned his head triumphantly.
It didn't matter at this glance, I found that the white mist seemed to have eyes, and actually followed him and moved a little to the right, and continued to attack!
"You're so mad, you're going to never end it, right? I still don't believe in this evil, huh!"
The general snorted coldly, and at the same time, the horse's rein tightly grasped in his left hand jerked sharply again.
The poor horse staggered due to the sudden increase in side thrust and almost slipped.
Looking back, the white mist is still persistent, and its positioning is so accurate!
After trying it three or four times, the Huainan general's arrogance was gradually worn away.
Seeing that there was less than ten breaths left between him and Bai Wu, the middle-aged young general was completely frightened.
Immediately, he imitated Luo Xiang's tone when praying, and whispered for mercy: "Bai Wu, Bai Wu, please don't chase me and refuse to let me go? Over there, in the direction of Kowloon City!"
"As long as you are willing to do as I wish, when I see a foggy day from now on, I will definitely kowtow and bow nine times to thank you for your kindness today!"
"Buzz!"
As soon as he said this, a magical phenomenon occurred: the white fog covering an area of several hundred meters actually became sluggish.
"Hey? It's really effective!"
The Huainan general was immediately excited and thought to himself: "Is it possible that this white mist really has spirituality?"
"Well... then again, even if it is really spiritual, it probably doesn't have any brains, otherwise it wouldn't just believe its oath casually."
"I just said it casually at the time. I didn't even complete the oath steps of biting my finger and making my fingers stained with blood. I was able to get away with it."
"Hehehe...it's interesting. Maybe if I keep talking, I can use it for myself? That would be awesome!"
As soon as he thought of this, the middle-aged general became a little eager to give it a try.
In fact, the reason why Bai Wu paused was not what he thought.
The truth of the matter is: Chen Shen in the white mist did not expect that in addition to Luo Xiang, the head of the Luo family, who wanted to "pay homage" to him, this enemy general would also beg for mercy, and he even said "three bows and nine knocks".
The young man was really shocked by these two people and laughed his head off on horseback.
Only then did Chitu instruct Chitu to slow down and give himself time to take a breath.
After a breath, Bai Wu, who was already sluggish, charged out like crazy again!
This situation directly frightened the general out of his wits: "Oh my God...what the hell is this? Aren't you going to stop pursuing me?"
"Did he see through my inner thoughts and that's why he suddenly went crazy? It's not that evil, right?"
This time, no matter how good the lieutenant said, Bai Wu kept pursuing him.
Seeing that he was about to be swallowed up by the fog a few steps behind him, he was still more than twenty miles away from the main camp stationed in the south of the city, and there was no hope of seeking help.
"Damn it! The army attacking the south gate was defeated like a mountain. Commander Kun must have been able to see it clearly from his command platform twenty or thirty miles away."
"But why hasn't he sent troops to rescue him yet?"
White mist filled the air, covering half of his body.
At the same time, I felt pain in my knees, and both legs were cut off!
"Uhhhhh!"
The general let out a heartbreaking cry of pain, and then roared with resentment: "Kun Qianyao, Kun Qianyao, you are sitting on the throne, are you smelling excrement and eating excrement?"
"Pfft!"
Another lightning spear shadow struck, and the general's head flew into the sky, drifting down.
The purple-red Lei Jin had already evaporated the last trace of his energy and blood while he was in mid-air, and he couldn't die anymore...
Before he died, this general was still cursing bad things about Kun Qianyao.
In fact, he really misunderstood Kun Qianyao: it was not that the latter was unwilling to send troops to rescue him, but because he simply did not have the time to continue paying attention to the battle at the South Gate thirty miles away.
At this moment, Commander Kun is feeling troubled by another tragic incident...