About ten or twenty meters away from each other, the sentinel of the Qinglian Army stood still in the distance, with his bow and arrow in hand, and he shouted vigilantly.
Before Ye Han and Thigh Pendant could speak, someone from the long motorcade behind them spoke up first.
"Help, help, help... help!"
"Don't shoot arrows, we're on our own, we're on our own!"
"You guys, don't come over! Go back and call more people..."
The prisoners of the Qinglian Army, who were sitting around with their faces pale as if they had been beaten hundreds and hundreds of times, shouted feebly.
They were both members of the Qinglian Army and belonged to the same war zone, so it was inevitable that they would know each other, especially the star officers and generals. Soon the sentry leader saw several familiar faces back to back on the cart.
"You guys, what's going on? Why...what's going on?" The detectives were confused.
Although the Qinglian Army is well-organized, it is a hasty army. Except for a few elites, it does not have uniform uniforms and weapons.
Such a mixed convoy came so arrogantly, leaving them confused. A small team that broke into the enemy's rear? A reconnaissance team in disguise, hoping to earn money from one of their own who opened the city gate?
Although the prisoners were embarrassed, they still had to tell the truth.
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"This is the enemy! We are being captured..." He hid his face and told each other.
"Canglanglang!" In addition to bows and arrows, the sentries also drew their swords one after another. However, they did not leave as the prisoners advised. Instead, they took a few steps closer, approaching more vigilantly, and asking more sternly.
"Professor Ye, what should we do now?" Pan Zhizhi, wearing a thigh pendant, asked blankly as he looked at the sentinels gathered around him.
Of course, hundreds of people are no match for Ye Han, but these are not hundreds of people in front of him, but tens of thousands of people!
A hundred whips would require hundreds of lashes, not to mention that the Seven Shrink Buttons are only so long. If one stick sticks to a hundred or ten people, it won't be able to stick more, and the rest of the manual work will take a lot of effort.
Far more than hundreds or thousands.
Although Ye Han's attributes are there, can his current physical condition really support such a long battle?
Ye Han exhaled a breath of white air and woke up from the long dream of ice hell.
Normal people exhale white gas because the weather is cold and the body is hot, and the moisture in the breath condenses and precipitates; but his white gas is just the opposite, it is the body is cold and hot, and the water vapor outside is condensed, just like the white gas coming out of a popsicle.
When he woke up from the nightmare and found that hell was still there, Ye Han sighed helplessly.
Fortunately, after deducing over the past few days, he has also come up with other treatment plans in addition to medication for blockage. With a professional doctor like Chen Lu here, the problem should not be big, otherwise he really wouldn’t be able to persist...
Listening to Pan Zhizhi repeat the question, Ye Han's frozen brain gradually came to life.
"Just go in. Do you want to follow in, or stay outside?"
The rations are meant to be eaten on the road. Now that they have arrived, they are of course useless. If they are forced to keep them, they will still be empty. There are people in the city to take care of them, and there are several plans to try. Even if you are short of rations, you can leave the city at any time.
Do you want to make up for it...?
"Right, let's..." He wanted to tell Pan Zhizhi to put away the Seven Heavenly Shrink Buttons, but then he thought again, no one else could open that thing except himself.
Alas, my brain was really frozen. Shaking his head, Ye Han stood up helplessly, "Crack it..." The almost frozen muscles in his body made a friction and tearing sound, which was heartbreaking and painful to the bone marrow. It was roughly the same.
Yu... your legs are numb and you still stomp on the ground.
In other words, his attributes are 150, which is far higher than that of ordinary humans. Otherwise, this game would probably be over.
Pan Zhizhi still didn't understand what it meant, but there was a commotion outside.
Because after further conversation with the approaching sentry, they discovered that except for Ye Han and Pan Zhizhi, everyone in the entire convoy was a prisoner.
A seven-inch buckle that wraps around the sky traps both people and cars. They cannot move and cannot escape. They dare not struggle. There is no other way but to obey and drive the car to keep up.
Originally we hired some NPCs, but as the destination got closer and closer, they dispersed long ago when they heard that they were going to enter Jinling City, which was heavily besieged by the Qinglian Army.
His life was at stake, and Pan Zhizhi's emotional intelligence and poor reputation simply couldn't hold him back.
How could it be possible that he was the only one left, plus Ye Han, who was in and out of consciousness, taking care of three to five hundred people?
Therefore, the prisoners had not had much food or water for a whole day and night, and they had been exposed to wind and dew. In addition, they were sucked in some internal energy from time to time. It is no wonder that all of them were pale and weak, as if they were being tortured.
Suddenly, my physical strength and breath became disordered, and an inexplicable feeling of emptiness came over me.
"Again, here we go again..."
Naturally, when Ye Han woke up, he turned up the volume and took a wave of inhalation to warm his body.
The sentries outside the convoy also felt weak, but they only thought it was strange and did not take it seriously. They drew their swords and drew out their swords. Amidst the feeble attempts of the prisoners to stop them, they swung their swords and chopped them into pieces, trying to save their accomplices.
Come down.
Chopping and cutting with knives and axes are all movements, and they all have energy. Friction and collision generate heat. When the heat comes, the seven buckles will become active, and the suction will increase. Wrap your thumbs up tighter, so tight that your hands are almost turned away.
I have to mention it on the back of my neck...
"Ah ah ah... stop, stop, stop!"
"Don't chop, don't chop!"
"Cao Nima, didn't you see this is tied up!"
A group of prisoners suddenly screamed in pain, fought to the death, and shed tears. In desperation, eighteen times the ancestors of the rescuer were beaten all over.
So in the feeble "No, no" sounds of the prisoners, the Qinglian Army sentry finally realized that something was wrong, stopped and asked, "Canglanglang" drew his sword, surrounded the lead car, and ordered Ye Han to immediately
Raise your hands to surrender and let the person go.
The scientist is very rational, but he is angry, very angry!
First it hurts...
The kind of heart-breaking, unforgettable pain that is unforgettable will drive everyone, even normal people, crazy.
Secondly, the opponent actually drew a sword and threatened me...
It was originally meant to be released, but how can you take back the Seven-Tiered Shrinking Button if it is not released? Can all these people combined be as good as a small piece of the Seven-Tian-Tian Shrinking Button?
But after being urged like this, the scientist didn't want to let it go! He had the ability to let it go on his own!
Irritated, he picked up his thigh pendant and wanted to rush back to the city, but at this time someone came to tease him again.
"This kid is the Ye Han who killed Lao Liu!" Wei Changfeng was furious when he saw his brother crying and howling on the cart with tears and runny nose. After asking about the situation, Wei Changfeng was furious.
The long knife at the waist was unsheathed "Leng Leng", and the sword breathed out like a crescent moon, like a mirror image turning over.
With one stroke of the knife, the wind and snow danced across the sky, sweeping across the world in layers. It was like the scissors of the spring breeze in February, silently cutting away all the spring scenery in the world, and slashed fiercely towards Ye Han's head...
This is called the Spring Breeze Ruyi Sword! Commonly known as the Spring Sword, it is the strongest martial arts of the East China Sea Whale Riding Gang and is at least one of the top five sword skills in the world!
Wei Zhiguang is a young playboy who has only practiced Pailang Palm, which is considered second-rate at best.
Wei Polang is too irritable and slightly less talented. He has practiced the Dragon Dance Jiutian Shou, the second best skill of the Whale Riding Gang, and is considered to be second-rate.
Wei Changfeng is the eldest son of the Wei family. He has many younger brothers and sisters who have developed a strong character. In addition, his talents are not bad. He has learned the most powerful skill of the Whale Riding Gang, the Spring Breeze Ruyi Sword, and he has practiced it well. He is considered to be the best in the world.
Therefore, his swordsmanship is impressive and overwhelming.
However……
The next second, the wind and snow suddenly stopped!
Another second, the spring faded!
The shining crescent moon dimmed instantly, the reflections all over the sky merged into one, and the simple carbon long knife cut through the knife curtain: "Get out!"