Meng Hu slashed his sword boldly, and when the owl's head was burned, Miwu immediately roared!
With a sword in hand, he pounced on the group of Qiang people who had been in chaos under the successive attacks, but were burned when Miwu forcibly organized them with his own ability.
In an instant, swords flashed and blood flowed. Wherever Meng Hu passed by, not a single Qiang man could withstand a knife blow under his hand. Hot blood splashed everywhere and corpses were thrown away.
In the blink of an eye, all the remaining Qiang people were killed, their livers and gallbladders were split, and their spirits were completely gone.
There were waves of strange roars coming out of his mouth, and he scattered into a group of birds and beasts, trying to escape from this bloody hell.
In the dense forest on the left, when Meng Wu was burning the head of Meng Hu, he was already relieved. He knew that the victory or defeat was determined, so he quickly called on the people around him to mount their horses, swinging the big gun in his hand.
"Brothers, the enemy chief is dead, follow me and kill him!" A group of ten knights instantly condensed into a sharp arrow and killed them as if they had turned into thousands of troops.
"The flames are blazing and the iron horse is fighting!"
When the body of the last Qiang man was lifted off the horse by Meng Wu's big spear.
Yingzi Ge Fang slowly walked out of the dense forest. He frowned and looked at the purgatory-like scene in front of him. His hands shook invisibly, and he desperately held back the feeling in his chest that almost overwhelmed him. The desire to vomit.
After all, Ying Zheng in his previous life lived in a peaceful modern society. Even though he was addicted to martial arts, due to the limitations of the times, he could not see or even imagine the scene in front of him of corpses littering the fields after the war.
If he was giving orders and planning, he could still regard this war as a game, and even felt his blood boiling, imagining the scenes he had seen in movies and TV shows of feather fans and turbans chatting and laughing, and the oars and oars being destroyed into ashes.
So at this time, when the Shura scene after this battle was so realistically placed in front of his eyes, especially when he saw a strong man who was calling his young master respectfully just a moment ago, the broken limbs and arms When he found the corpse, he had doubts about his previous decision for the first time, and he felt even more confused.
"Master! Master! Master!"
Ying Zige was still thinking wildly in his mind, but three shouts came from his ears at the same time, instantly pulling him out of his violent confusion.
He looked up, but it was Meng Hu and three others who had returned from cleaning up.
He shook his head involuntarily and suppressed the random thoughts in his mind.
"Perhaps these are troubled times, and human lives are worse than dogs."
...
Beiyuan Meng Family Courtyard.
Main hall.
While Ying Zige listened to Wang Feng's information, he was thinking about his next plan.
"Master! According to the news from the spies, the Shaodang Department went into chaos after finding the body of Shaodang Miwu."
"Chaos? Haha! I'm afraid it's because of the seat left by Burning Dang Miwu!"
When Ying Zige heard this, he temporarily stopped thinking, smiled, and said to everyone.
"The young master guessed it right, it was for the purpose of burning down the position of clan leader."
Wang Feng agreed, and then continued: "The son of Shaodang Miwu, who was in constant contact with Shaodang Miwu's confidants, wanted to inherit Shaodang Miwu's position. But before that, Shaodang Miwu followed Most of those who came out were his confidants, who were killed by us. At this time, their power in the Shaodang tribe was extremely limited. And some of the remaining people who were originally suppressed by Shaodang Miwu were now It was divided into two parts, one half gathered under the command of Shaodang Mijie, the chief elder of the tribe, and the other half supported Shaodang Mima, the second elder of the Shaodang tribe. These two groups now gathered the rest of the Shaodang tribe. They kept fighting, and with the participation of the son of Shaodang Miwu, the entire Shaodang Department can be said to have turned into a mess, with faint signs of division."
Wang Feng finished telling the information about the burning department in one breath, clasped his fists and returned to Meng Wu.
Then everyone looked at Ying Zige who was sitting at the head, waiting for his arrangement.
There was silence...
Ying Zige kept calculating the gains and losses in his mind, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "Wait!"
"wait???"
Meng Hu and others all looked at Ying Zige with puzzled faces, waiting for his next words.
"That's right! Just wait. Even though the Shaodang tribe is in chaos, they have to admit that at this time, the strongest force in Beiyuan is always the Shaodang Qiang tribe. We have already performed the most important opening scene, and the rest of the scene.
It's time for Beiyuan and Shaodang Tribe to perform. Of course, the most important thing are those behind the scenes. Okay, remember, we just say, wait!!!" Ying Zige looked at the puzzled people and calmly said
After explaining it, he sighed in his heart. The people under his command, Meng Hu, are highly armed and have unparalleled fighting spirit. Although he has been familiar with military books since he was a child, he still lacks a talent that allows him to charge into the battle and protect the left and right. Then
There is absolutely no problem, but if he is allowed to plan the overall situation with him, there is a lot missing. As for Meng Wu, he is even more unruly. With his talent, he can lead an entire party at the very least, but with his natural personality,
I hate thinking and trouble, and this style is not as good as Meng Hu. Although I occasionally have a flash of inspiration, I still need to polish it up. The only person who surprised me this time was Wang Feng, who had always been regarded as
The young man used by the sentry detective made his eyes shine this time, and now he looks like he has gained some understanding. It seems that he will have to cultivate it more in the future. His ambition is in martial arts. If no one
Sharing the affairs of Ying and Meng will not be easy to do in the future.
Ying Zige thought of this and immediately said to everyone: "Okay, the matter is settled. Meng Wu, you are responsible for leading everyone to practice martial arts."
"No!" Meng Wu put aside his doubts and stepped forward to answer.
"Wang Feng, I leave the intelligence collection to you. Pay attention to safety. Remember, the first is to protect yourself, and the second is to collect intelligence. Only if you are alive can we succeed. Our next main task is to watch the show. Understand
"?" After Meng Wu responded, Ying Zige then said to Wang Feng.
"promise!"
"What about me? Master, have you forgotten me? Tell me, what do you want me to do?" As soon as Wang Feng responded, Meng Hu started shouting anxiously.
"Okay, you have forgotten what I told you before, young master, about practicing martial arts. You follow me and help me practice."
Ying Zige glared at Meng Hu angrily.
"Hehe! It's done! I knew the young master would never forget me! Just let me follow the young master!"
But Meng Hu didn't take it seriously. A big mouth opened on his burly face, and he laughed.
"Okay, everyone obeys the order. Remember, except Wang Feng, no one else is allowed to leave the winner's courtyard!"
Knowing that Meng Hu's temper was like this, Ying Zige didn't say much, his eyes swept across the crowd, and his face that had just lost its childishness showed waves of majesty.
"promise!!!"
Everyone responded at the same time.
"Okay, let's all disperse. Xiaohu, you go and get ready. After dinner tomorrow morning, Master, I will wait for you in the backyard. Remember to bring your weapons."
As everyone dispersed, Ying Zige made arrangements with Meng Hu, then turned around and went back to his room to rest.
