The army under the feudal system had strict rules in the camp. Not to mention shouting loudly, even whispering could lead to death.
The so-called military regulations of the military camp include seventeen prohibitions and fifty-four beheadings.
Everyday soldiers are on tenterhooks and cautious. Over the years, one can imagine the mental depression.
Moreover, the traditional army is very dark.
Generals drive their soldiers wantonly; veterans form gangs and bully new recruits; all parties in the army form cliques and form numerous factions on the hilltops.
Year after year, day after day, conflicts accumulate and are suppressed by military discipline.
In particular, the war was brutal and everyone's life was uncertain. I don't know when this life will be gone.
At this time, my spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Most of the eight thousand soldiers are honest farmers who have never seen blood or killing.
They are all strong men who were forcibly brought here, new soldiers of Chi Guoguo. In terms of their own psychological quality, they cannot be compared with the old soldiers.
This kind of gloom is extremely contagious, and once it breaks out, it has the potential to be earth-shattering.
Some soldiers who were deeply asleep were awakened by the continuous roar. They subconsciously grabbed the weapons beside them.
"Ouch!!"
"Ouch!!"
This day's fierce fighting was too brutal.
Driving the people into exile and attacking the city and plundering the territory. The soldiers who drove them away also needed a big heart to withstand the unobstructed sight of killing before their eyes.
In some sense, they may not be responsible for the misery of these people being displaced.
This, after all, is a kind of pressure!
If he is not a cold-hearted person who is used to seeing bloody fights and has no etiquette, justice or morality.
This kind of pressure from guilt can overwhelm everyone and bring them to the verge of collapse.
Touch! Touch!
One after another, the big tents tilted and fell.
"Ah! Ahhh!!"
In the hearts of the soldiers, the bloody beast suddenly broke free from its shackles.
It's like a pack of wolves roaring, biting and bloody!
This kind of infection spread to thousands or tens of thousands of people in a matter of seconds.
From three or five people fighting, to seven or eight people, tens, hundreds, and it continues to spread.
This crazy infection is frightening.
The demons are dancing wildly, turning upside down and crazy!
Just looking at it makes me feel frightened!
"Walk!"
"A camp roar is enough to make them drink a pot!"
Xun Shaoyu decisively pulled away. If he didn't leave, even if he tried to leave for a while, he couldn't.
This violent and chaotic situation cannot be suppressed even if the Soldier Saint and Soldier Immortal are alive and Sun Tzu is reborn.
This camp roar will not stop until the soldiers are exhausted.
"I'm just betting...I'm just betting on them. During the day, they are afraid of being killed, and their spirits are oppressed to the bottom..."
"I won the bet!"
Pressed to the bottom line, Xun Shaoyu pushed again and finally triggered this 'big collapse'.
However, this is also dancing on the edge of a knife!
Once discovered, thousands of soldiers and tens of thousands of refugees will gather together, and a spitting breath can drown him.
Dozens of dead soldiers stared at the chaos with dead eyes, a flash of surprise flashing across their faces.
Xun Shaoyu didn't say much. He used the skill of lightening his body, and his body was like a roc, as if gliding. In the blink of an eye, he was hidden among the crowd.
The dead soldiers followed Xun Shaoyu indifferently.
They suddenly had no emotions, they were just pieces of humanoid weapons.
There are no taboos in doing things, and the coldness is terrifying!
…………
Loud noises, shouts of death,
Chinese army tent,
Chen Chujiu's face became increasingly ugly.
My mind is touched, and the inexplicable crisis is approaching slowly, like a ray of light on my back.
Among the armored soldiers, there was also an unspeakable restlessness that was gradually rising.
"This is..." He said dryly, "Yingxiao?"
Chen Chujiu's expression changed several times.
Just as he was about to turn around, a long flag suddenly appeared in front of Chen Chujiu.
Chen Chujiu grabbed the cloth flag and said coldly: "What do you mean?"
Huaishan Youyou asked, "What are you going to do?"
Chen Chujiu's eyes were like twinkling stars: "With the roar of the camp, all my years of hard work have been wasted."
"I want to stop...stop him..."
Mr. Huaishan's face was stiff and he said: "The roar of the army camp, the stampede, death and injury are inevitable!"
"Even the military strategist, the famous general Su Lao, dared not interfere at will when the army camp roared, and could only let it go..."
"You? Why do you want to stop tens of thousands of people and boil the army?"
These words were really rude, like knives stabbing into his heart.
Chen Chujiu's face became paler and paler, his body swayed slightly and was about to collapse.
In the past two or three days, Chen Chujiu made bad moves frequently.
It can be said that the public support and public opinion accumulated through two or three years of hard work have been completely consumed.
Otherwise, Chen Chujiu would have been accompanied by a large number of elite soldiers.
Moreover, his methods were clever, and he controlled the military and political power with high pressure, and managed to maintain a balance.
Otherwise, the army may mutiny!
His face became increasingly ugly: "What should I do? What should I do?"
Mr. Da stood up unhurriedly and said indifferently: "...wait!"
The Bone Soul Refining Flag shimmered with traces of essence, and when it was tumbling, it overflowed with pale green light and seemed to tremble slightly.
Mr. Da remained silent, weighing in his mind: "Tao gives rise to one, one gives rise to two, two gives rise to three."
"If things are in disharmony, it is difficult to get rid of the root cause, and everything will never change from its origin."
"Chen Chujiu's energy is not enough to entrust a government with a place, so everything does not go smoothly and everything turns into disaster."
"Jianlong Zaitian, the Wang family and the Chen family are both Jinping wealthy families, with deep roots and long-lasting spirit that will last for generations."
"Ci'an Temple is the leader of Xiyi Buddhism. When it comes to its foundation, it is far superior to other Buddhist temples."
“One side’s energy is booming, while another’s energy is declining!”
"...With this defeat, it is not difficult to understand."
No one can understand Mr. Huaishan's thoughts.
This is the truth. However, all Taoists in the world are not shrewd and perceptive people. They are particularly sensitive to changes in Qi.
When the battle was about to begin, they all talked eloquently, competing with each other like sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks, and having millions of soldiers in their chests.
However, once the battle breaks out and the two armies confront each other, their blood rushes to kill, and their magical powers and spells are all useless.
When the time comes, these people will be lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Follow the ear to report to God and sense it from afar.
Mr. Da also felt something in his heart and sighed softly: "It's really here!!"
Hearing this, Chen Chujiu slapped the table, picked up the knife, and placed it across his chest.
He strode like a star, just opened the tent and looked outside the tent.
clank--
The blade trembled, and seven or eight streaks of blood mist suddenly sprayed out.
Chen Chujiu subconsciously slashed with his sword.
A human head flew past, splitting in half from the skull down.
Countless crumb-like 'tofu', stained with a little blood, fell one after another.
Xun Shaoyu came with a big stride, and with one blow of his sword, he cut down many soldiers, and almost none of them were able to defeat the enemy.
"you wanna die……"
Although Chen Chujiu had never met Xun Shaoyu, a burning hatred burned in his heart.
This hatred made Chen Chujiu want to let Chen Chujiu eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.
Chen Chujiu did not know Xun Shaoyu, but Xun Shaoyu recognized this senior figure in the Vacuum Sect.
"I don't know whether I'm going to die or not, but you... are going to die."
His family was so successful that he had copper skin and iron bones. Xun Shaoyu's body suddenly swelled, and the joints in his whole body expanded and contracted an inch.
Finger joints, elbow joints, and joints all over the body all stretch and contract.
Like a giant, standing tall against the sky and the earth, as if it were the center.
boom!
Like a cannon being ejected, several soldiers were thrown away by the impact.
The bones in the chest were dented, and when it hit the ground, it was six or seven feet away. It was like a car accident scene, and everyone was crushed over it.
"Vacuum Hometown, Inanimate Mother, Bless My World, Pure Land of Bliss!"
The soldier on the side had red eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs.
The other soldiers, in this atmosphere, also shouted at the top of their lungs: "...the pure land of bliss!"
"kill!!"
The soldiers are all wearing armor. They are the team trained hard by the Vacuum Cult and are die-hard loyalists.
If you have fighting power, you also have loyalty!
Dozens of dead soldiers were like sharp knives thrust into the midst of many soldiers.
Mr. Huaishan glanced at Chen Chujiu, who was charging ahead, and sighed helplessly: "What a reckless man..."
Mr. Da felt helpless at Chen Chujiu's recklessness.
The most important thing now is to find a way to 'stop the loss' instead of fighting to the death and fighting all the way forward.
"This Chen Chujiu looks respectful, but he is also rebellious on the inside!" Mr. Da understood clearly in his heart.
Xun Shaoyu slashed horizontally with his sword. His tall body was unusually burly, and his muscles were tangled like marble, with clear layers.
clang--
The unreasonable strength is the external master, relying on the capital of galloping.
Chen Chujiu's kung fu is small and exquisite, following the internal style. Once the sword technique is used, it has a smooth flow and a sense of unyielding power.
laugh!!
However, Xun Shaoyu did not appreciate the variability in his moves.
Let you change it in all kinds of ways, and it will be useless if you cut it with one knife.
As soon as Chen Chujiu's weapon collided, the huge impact made his joints numb, and it was almost impossible to hold the weapon with his five fingers.
Neijia Xiaocheng, who practices fascia, has a strong ability to withstand blows.
However, no matter how thick the skin is, it is like cowhide. Under Xun Shaoyu's powerful blow, it is only as thin as a piece of 'paper'.
Looking at Chen Chujiu, who was surrounded by dangers, Huai Shan leisurely said: "Since Mr. Hou asked me to keep you safe, you can't die."
Xun Shaoyu kicked away the soldier standing in front of him. He slashed at Chen Chujiu's head with his sword, causing a cold glow.
However, when the sword fell halfway, something suddenly changed.
Click! Click! The blade curled up. Mr. Da didn’t know when he stood in front of Chen Chujiu, his five fingers flexed and extended, and they collided like gold and iron.
Xun Shaoyu made a mistake in his steps and looked wary.
This great gentleman is a great master in martial arts!
Yi Zun is at least a great master from his family's great success, or even the pinnacle.
"You... are really good!"
"Have courage, temperament, and means!"
With a hidden sparkle in his eyes, he held a black flag and looked Xun Shaoyu up and down.
This kind of gaze vaguely reveals a kind of greed; an unspeakable greed that only belongs to predatory creatures that find delicious food.