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Chapter 65 Erlang, don't guard against regret!

Li Shimin's eyes were completely dark.

The killing move behind his back came in the blink of an eye, and Li Shimin guessed that it was the short blade that the association had just taken out from his waist.

He turned his sword back to block it, but found that the blow did not seem to be a physical attack. The [Dingtang Sword] made contact with the short blade but was flung past.

Just as he was about to be pierced through the heart by a blade, he heard a bang, a bright fire lit up in the black fog, and a heat wave hit Li Shimin. He rushed forward, and his body deviated slightly, avoiding the fatal blow to the heart.

But he didn't prevent the short blade from cutting open his arm, causing blood to flow out.

Li Shimin finally took a breath, guessing that the reinforcements were coming, and calmed down a little, thinking to himself that as long as he was in the black mist, the danger would never stop.

At that moment, he kicked off his feet and rushed out of the black mist. However, in addition to blocking people's eyes and ears, the black mist seemed to have the effect of impeding movement. If a person was trapped in it, it would be like falling into water, struggling to move with arms and legs.

Li Shimin walked a few steps, but he was already a little tired and lacked the energy to continue.

The short blade behind him whirred and was ready to strike, as if it was about to make a second killing move at any time.

At this moment, an iron ring rushed out of the black mist, covering Li Shimin from above his head.

The iron ring tightened, and a strong force pulled Li Shimin out of the black mist.

As soon as they emerged from the black fog, they saw Liu Wenjing holding a withered vine dragon staff in one hand, and a long rope with the other hand, and the other end was connected to an iron ring.

"Zhao Ren is late!"

Liu Wenjing hurriedly took off the iron ring from Li Shimin and looked at the bleeding wound on his arm.

"Is Erlang okay?"

"I read that right," Li Shimin said, "Didn't you cooperate with Mr. Wu Lang to resettle the captured people?"

"The Turkic prisoner was not mentioned before,"

Liu Wenjing said:

"But Mr. Wu Lang just heard the thunderous killing here, and suddenly thought that the Turkic special agent was probably an awakened disciple hiding in the army. He was only worried that Erlang would deal with it alone or be in danger, so he specifically asked me to come to support——"

As he spoke, he raised the iron ring in his hand and said, "I fell into the trap of the Turkic thieves the last two times, so I developed a good memory and asked people to build this mechanism overnight, just because it will be of great use at this time."

"The time is right," Li Shimin laughed, and the whistle called Tellerqiao to ride up, "Zhaoren save my life."

Liu Wenjing saw that the surrounding soldiers were fighting in their own way, and no one was here to disturb them. She whispered in Li Shimin's ear: "Wu Langjun asked me to come here for something else."

Li Shimin said: "Why don't you ask for troops from me?"

Liu Wenjing was slightly surprised, "Did you know this in advance?"

"It's just a guess," Li Shimin said, "otherwise, how would these mutilated and injured people be transported out?"

"One hundred Qingqi——" Liu Wenjing stretched out a finger, "No wonder Wu Langjun said that Erlang must understand."

Just as he was talking, another strange change occurred in the black mist. Several screams were heard one after another, and there was blood splattering on the edge of the black mist. They guessed that all the Jinyang soldiers who had just accidentally fallen into the black mist were all killed.

A poisonous hand.

Just as Liu Wenjing was thinking about how to come to the rescue, a transparent short blade jumped out from the black mist, rolling up a black mist and swallowing it head to tail like a giant python.

Liu Wenjing hurriedly raised the withered vine dragon staff, and a ball of hot fire gathered on the top of the staff out of thin air.

He raised his staff and waved it far away at the black mist, and the fireball instantly hit the giant python's head...

At this time, Pei Ji, who was sitting at the front and commanding, also noticed the strange changes here and drove his horse over. Seeing that Li Shimin was bleeding from a shoulder injury, he hurriedly asked a few questions with concern.

"Xuanzhen," Li Shimin said, "please arrange for a hundred Qingqi to go to Wu Langjun for reinforcements."

Pei Ji frowned and said, "He wants someone?"

"Needed for rescue."

"He only knows how to make meritorious deeds!"

Pei Ji took hold of the riding crop and almost threw it out to fight,

"Does he know that our side is even more in trouble? - Erlang, you are facing the most deadly awakened disciples in the Turkic camp, and there are thousands of Qingqi attacking. It's good to be able to withstand it. Dou Cong (later) and I Supplement) It is also to hurry up and destroy the enemy. If the action is a little slower, the main Turkic army will have to endure the counterattack of tens of thousands of troops from the opponent before it can stabilize its position - killing one more now will relieve some pressure later. "

"If you only seek meritorious service,"

Li Shimin said: "Why did Mr. Wu Lang take the risk himself and infiltrate tens of thousands of enemy troops with only three hundred men?

If we only seek meritorious service, wouldn't it be faster to charge and kill the enemy? How can we achieve meritorious service while carrying those scarred and immobile people with their hands and feet tied everywhere?"

Pei Ji wanted to say something else, but Li Shimin waved his hand to signal him not to say any more.

"Xuanzhen, in everything you do, you must put the overall situation first - it is important for us to go into battle to kill the enemy, but the people in the Turkic camp are the key to stabilizing the hearts and minds of Jinyang's army and people. If we rescue these prisoners safely, we will kill thousands more than us." A hundred Turkic soldiers are much more useful!"

In terms of age, Pei Ji is nearly thirty years older than Li Shimin. Calling him this way makes Li Shimin look like an instructive elder, while he himself is a young and ignorant young man.

"Okay,"

After swallowing a mouthful of old blood, Pei Ji also knew that the war was tense at this time, and there was no room for further arguments, so he had to ride his horse and leave to mobilize the troops, "Don't be afraid of regrets, Erlang!"

Pei Ji didn't know that the prisoners in the Turkic camp were very important.

He didn't want to mobilize troops. On the one hand, the combat strength here was really tight. On the other hand, he was screaming with Liu Wenjing in his heart.

It reminded Pei Ji that the division of labor in the fire attack and night attack was clear. Liu Wenjing was the one who rescued people with the fire attack, and she was the one who took advantage of the chaos and attacked the group at night.

But Liu Wenjing happened to come over and save Li Shimin's life, and then worked together to deal with the Turkic Awakenings. Both sides got the credit, it was like killing two birds with one stone, eating more and occupying more. This is called Pei Ji How can I swallow this breath?

At some point, a group of fully equipped Turkic infantry came from the front. It seemed that they were coming from the Turkic rear camp for reinforcements. Dou Cong was leading a group of light cavalry to fight against them.

As Pei Ji rode forward, he wondered whether he should use the excuse that the Turkic rear army suddenly arrived and the fighting strength of the side was tight, so as to suppress the one hundred reinforcements of Wu Ma.

After thinking for a long time, I remembered what Li Shimin said just now, "In everything, we must put the overall situation first."

He said in his heart, just help him.

If you ask for help, you have nothing to say. If you don't help, anything that happens will be blamed on you.

As he was riding ahead, he was about to ask Dou Cong to lead a hundred light cavalry to support the dancing horse. He opened his mouth, but suddenly he was so blessed that he changed his mind.

He only said to Dou Cong:

"General Dou is guarding this side, and I will lead two hundred Qingqi from that side to support Mr. Wu Lang!"


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