Town, here.
Stepping into this black iron fortress, you feel a burst of desolation and heroic aura rushing toward your face.
The soldiers of the You Army who died in the battle were all transported here by their companions, lying quietly and neatly in the middle of the fortress.
On the black iron platform after another, the severely wounded soldiers who still had enough energy were fighting for the last breath, resisting the invading underworld.
I don't know how many underworld corpses have been piled up under the platform.
As soon as he stepped into the town, Sang heard a hearty and weak laughter from far away: "Even if I lie down, I won't survive tonight. I can kill so many grandsons. What a profit! Pooh!"
When I heard the voice, I knew it was a mouthful of blood.
Like the cicadas in summer, laughter rang out in one place, which immediately triggered a huge burst of laughter. While these severely wounded men laughed, they slashed their weapons weakly.
You Wuming took the knife and looked indifferent: "Go, replace them all."
"Yes!" Xiao Wu immediately arranged for his soldiers. After a quarter of an hour, all the soldiers who were still alive and seriously wounded were carried to the open space in the center of the fortress. Xiao Wu took the people and took over the platforms against the underworld.
"Lord!" The severely wounded protested in unison, "We are too badly injured and can't survive a few lives! Waiting for death in vain, isn't it a waste! Let us go into battle! We can kill again! Lord, we are real. Don't want to live anymore! Don't delay other brothers!"
"Okay," You Wuming smiled lightly, "Who is dead, I will kill his whole family when I turn around, so that the whole family will be neatly reunited underground."
The wounded: "..."
You Wuming raised his face: "Shut up and enter Ding."
At this time, no one dared to press his lips anymore, and went into concentration unwillingly.
You Wuming turned his head and looked towards Sang Yuan.
She pursed her lips slightly, and nodded firmly at him.
After learning that nearly two thousand severely wounded soldiers were left in the town, Sang Yuanyuan had already begun to seize the time to accumulate spiritual accumulation and regain his spirit.
These soldiers are wearing black armor.
Xuan Jia can evenly distribute the damage caused by the underworld shooting on the body to every part of the armor. Suffering fatal internal injuries while wearing the profound armor, there is only one reason-these dense attack power, like slow-fire stewed meat, penetrated the body under the profound armor, and the internal organs and bones were torn like cotton wool.
Such injuries are naturally extremely painful. When they can't bear it, the seriously wounded will cover up and paralyze themselves with laughter.
Since Sang stepped far into the town, these painful laughter did not stop for a moment.
By the time it happened, I was powerless to recover.
These soldiers have counts in their hearts, so they will stay here voluntarily, guarding the corpses of their companions, and dragging the large group of underworld demons.
In fact, I was waiting for death.
The more than four thousand people who returned with You Wuming naturally understood the condition of the wounded. Many of them were already following in the footsteps of the seriously wounded.
Two sad and turbulent feelings collided in one place, making this Dark Iron Town city full of tragedy.
At this moment, under You Wuming's strong order, the seriously injured and dying soldiers are already leaning on the people beside them, sitting slantingly in the center of the town, pretending to be in Ding-it is impossible to enter Ding. , Only by breathing hard, can we struggle a little longer to live for that moment and a half.
The rest of the people only thought that the lord wanted to give these brothers a joy, and they spontaneously sang the unique elegy of Youzhou.
The tragic and majestic Requiem first floated out of nowhere, and soon it converged into a chorus, curled around, as if it could send the heroic spirits to the sky.
There were severely wounded people weeping silently.
In the midst of sadness, Sang raised his hands far away.
I saw countless knee-high sunflowers appearing in the center of the entire town, and the flower disks rose up, emitting a brilliant and soft light. In an instant, the seriously injured were bathed in the ocean of spirit aura.
They were injured too badly. As soon as the healing mist had passed, it was like a dry sponge that suddenly touched water. Those lustrous and translucent spiritual auras got into the broken bodies of the soldiers and were absorbed completely. There is a look of defeat in an instant!
Sang Yuan pressed his lips, gathering more spiritual accumulation.
Her face turned pale, her body shook, and a small cut was made in her lower lip.
On the raised arms, there seemed to be a heavy sandbag hung, soreness came from the depths of the bone marrow, convulsive and trembling unconsciously.
"Throw in the rest of the wounded!" She gritted her teeth and said to You Wuming with her head tilted.
After a short glance, he saw his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his beautiful lips were drawn into a line.
Finally, he didn't say anything. Instead, he rushed to the various platforms according to his words, and the soldiers who had been seriously injured but kept silent, holding on to the back collar one by one, threw them into the sea of flowers.
Sang bit his tongue far away and did his best!
More sunflowers appeared in the crowd, the withered flower discs turned into ashes and scattered, but more flowers popped out with their little faces raised. The golden flower discs faintly took on a trace of blood, and it seemed that they no longer looked downcast. NS.
They seem to be laughing.
The blood-colored Ling Yun seemed to have temperature, and when it entered the body of the seriously injured soldier, tears were shed on those firm faces one after another.
Perception is mutual.
Everyone can feel that these Lingyuns, which instantly healed the serious injuries in their bodies, were infected with the painstaking effort of the petite woman in front of them. She has overdrawn with all her strength, burning herself to support such a huge healing spell.
Some people struggled to stand up, trying to move out of the healing area of the sea of flowers, and far reduce the pressure for Sang.
You Wuming had to stay on the periphery, knocking these uneasy well-intentioned soldiers one by one stunned.
Huahai lasted for a full half an hour.
The moment Sang Yuanyuan felt the world spin, his body fluttered, and he fell backward uncontrollably.
Fell into that familiar embrace.
The corners of his eyes were full of blood, and the roots of his teeth chuckled, but his voice was still calm and smiling: "Madam hard work."
In the town, thousands of soldiers Qiqi shouted in crying voice: "Thank you Madam for your life-saving grace—"
Sang opened his eyes laboriously far away. Seeing You Wuming's handsome face spinning around in his field of vision, he quickly closed his eyes and waved at him: "Don't, don't make me cry. Let them, what should I do? Go!"
You Wuming knew that she was too empathetic and could not bear such a scene, so he waved impatiently: "Go."
He hugged her sideways.
"There is a small room in the town. Let's rest for a while."
He led her into the cramped room, shutting Duan Fu and Puppet outside the door.
"O, O, Ou?!!!"
"Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng!"
"boom!"
There was a stone couch in the small room, You Wuming threw away the bedding on the couch, sat down with his back against the wall, hugged Sang far in front of him, lowered his head, and gently kissed her forehead and cheek.
"Little mulberry. Little mulberry. My little mulberry."
The voice was low and deep, and it was rare to confess all his thoughts, full of love and distress.
Her head was still dizzy, she didn't dare to open her eyes, she just rubbed his forehead blindly against his perfectly lined chin and side face, arching her face against her face, and said weakly: "If you have hit your beautiful boy, you can only I'll do it for you."
He lowered his head and saw that her face was pale and her lips were as pale as the petals of peach blossoms, he couldn't help lowering his head and re-holding her again.
Her lips were cold and soft, and the extremely fresh fragrance of flowers and fruits added a faint smell of blood, which entangled his soul.
When she opened her mouth, she found that her lips had changed from light peach to rose pink.
"Yeah." There was a shock in his chest, and he responded lowly.
"You owe me a lot of life, King Youzhou." She said, "I remember you once said that you are very fair here, you are all one life for one life. You have saved so many people today, what do you plan to do? How to pay me back?"
She opened her eyes, with a sly smile shining in them.
"How do you want me to pay?" He lowered his head, almost touching the tip of her nose, his voice was low, as if soaked in thunder, and it fell into her heart, arousing a numbness.
"It's not clear in this life!" she said, "the next life, the next life, the next life, you are all mine."
"Okay," he smiled lightly, "I treat you better, and I will give myself all to you. All, to you."
Meaningful, broken into the bones.
Sang Yuanyuan: "...you Wuming!"
Not serious!
"Yes, ma'am." He smiled and curled his eyes.
The foreheads of the two were against their foreheads.
This man clearly has only one body and one pair of arms, but when he embraces her like this, she always has the illusion that every strand of hair from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet is wrapped tightly by him.
That is the ultimate sense of security.
She closed her eyes and squinted peacefully for a while.
When Sang Yuan was no longer dizzy, the Youzhou soldiers outside had already killed all the underworld demons around the town.
There were more than 900 soldiers who died in Pingzhou. The bodies could not be transported back, and it was not convenient to bury them. They had to be burned on the spot.
The seven thousand people sent to Pingzhou were originally ordinary soldiers who stayed in Jidu with You Wuming. After going through these fierce days and nights, he has grown rapidly-with profound armor in his body, each person is equal to dozens of lives. The experience gained in this life and death is unmatched by ordinary people.
Today, the number of soldiers surviving is about six thousand, and this team is already the elite of the elite.
You Wuming led the army to set off.
This way, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, and quickly helped Pingzhou calm down the entire Great Wall area. In the whole process, the army of more than 6,000 people has miraculously zero casualties-Xuan Jia can disperse the fatal injuries, and there have been sporadic casualties. You need to throw a small flower on his shoulder, walk for a while, and it will be healed.
The soldiers became more and more experienced. Later, even the number of fatal wounds was much less, and Sang was far more leisurely.
"Xuan Jia is not great, it is our wife who is really great!" The soldiers murmured.
Two days later, this elite group arrived at the junction of Ping and Han.
King Pingzhou personally guarded the southern section of the Great Wall, picked more than 6,000 of the best Yunjian beasts, paired them with beast armor, and gifted You Wuming to show his gratitude.
With a war cavalry, this line is even more like a wind and thunder. Wherever it runs over, the underworld demon can't keep its stump.
Traveling south along the Great Wall, we soon reached the Hanzhou area.
You Wuming did not anger Hanzhou because of his unhappiness with Han Shaoling. He led his army to behead all the way to help Hanzhou stabilize the Great Wall.
Han Shaoling is missing. Now it is his cousin Han Shaofeng who is presiding over the overall situation in Hanzhou. He is in his early twenties and has acted quite calmly.
He deliberately greeted the Great Wall and met You Wuming.
Han Shaofeng and Han Shaoling look similar, with less aggressive dominance, and more clear-cut and bookish. As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that it was not easy. He spoke sophisticatedly, never mentioning his grievances with Youzhou, only grateful for the friendship of the king of Youzhou.
When leaving Hanzhou, Sang looked back at the tall figure from afar, and couldn't help feeling: "In this world, there will be many people coming out, Yingjie Yunyong, who can't be without?"
You Wuming turned her head back unhappily: "Han Shaofeng, is it good-looking?"
"Good-looking," she curled her mouth to meet his murderous gaze, "but it's still far behind you!"
You Wuming raised her eyebrows slightly, and moved her face to the other side.
Entered Sangzhou.
Sangzhou was a little more embarrassed than Hanzhou, but it also stabilized its position, and there was no major disturbance.
A tower-like brawny man trot to Sang Yuanyuan: "The queen, the lord and the son have led the army, and together with the general Agu of Youzhou, went to Baizhou to support! Baizhou has fallen in many places, and the underworld has invaded the inland! "
Sang took a deep breath-sure enough, the worst had happened. This is also an unavoidable thing. Reinforcement troops coming from You and Sang places always take some time. That wave of underworld tsunami came and rushed, and a weak state like Baizhou must be defeated in one blow.
The weakness of Baizhou is different from Zhangzhou. Zhangzhou was dragged down by Zhang Jing's financial means. In fact, Zhangzhou's soldiers were so sturdy and tough that it would be fatal to fight the underworld. But the men in Baizhou are notoriously soft, soft in every aspect, and when they go to battle to kill the enemy, naturally they can't be hardened.
"What's the matter?" Sang asked Yuan Yuan anxiously.
The brawny man replied: "General Sang Qingling led his army to the southern border to prevent the underworld from invading my Sangzhou from the northern part of Baizhou. As for the underworld who broke through the white state, they couldn't take care of it for a while! Now, Bai, Feng, Jiang, Underworld demons have appeared in the territories of Zhao, Zhou, and Qi. Tiandu has dispatched five thousand level demons, led by Jiang Shisan, to go south from Jiangzhou to eliminate demons. They are still in Jiangzhou. Will arrive in Fengzhou soon."
Sang looked back at You Wuming far away.
The two exchanged eye-catching glances.
In order to preserve her strength, Jiang Yanji really didn't even care about her posture.
The evil is coming, no matter it is You Wuming, Huangfujun or Han Shaoling, they are all trying their best to get rid of the evil spirits, and this Jiang Yanji is tepid, and the troops sent are still rubbing against Jiangzhou!
The people waiting for her slowly slid away from Jiang Zhou, who had few monsters, and everyone else had already cleaned up the battlefield.
You Wuming slowly leaned down, breathing heavily on Sang Yuan's ear: "How about eating her army?"
The voice was hoarse, with a gasp of excitement.
"Good!" Sang was far from thinking.
"Leave from Baizhou." His grinning smile was dyed into his voice.
"Um!"
"Little Sangguo," You Wuming squinted, "Do you know who Jiang Shisan is?"
"Who?"
The corner of You Wuming's lips provoked a sneer, stretched out a long finger, and slowly touched the place where an arrow had been hit in his chest.
"That archery!" Sang was far away.
You Wuming once hit an arrow, and Tiandu intercepted and killed Huangfujun because the archer fired two arrows to force You Wuming and Agu away and saved Huangfujun's life.
This person, it is best to get rid of it early. In the future, there will be a fierce battle with Jiang Yanji. With such a long-range killer in her camp, the number of casualties on her side must rise sharply.
It is the best if it can be removed beforehand!
Sang Yuanyuan slowly narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his lips had the same smile as You Wuming.
"Little Sangguo!" You Wuming opened his eyes, "What is your expression!"
Sang Yuanyuan was stunned by his yelling: "What's my expression?"
He stretched out two thumbs, stroked the corners of her lips hard, and said in an overbearing voice: "Don't laugh like this. It's too evil."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." If you dare to know that your smile is evil, huh
…
Six thousand mysterious armored cavalry continued to head south.
Within Baizhou, most of the Great Wall area has been taken back by the You and Sang coalition forces.
When You Wuming and Sang arrived at the town in the southwest corner of Yunjing, they found that Sangzhou Wang Sang Chengyin was having a barbecue with Agu. The two were sitting cross-legged in the center of the town, with a grill in front of them, with a raging fire burning beneath them, and they were roasting the body of an unknown creature.
Bursts of burnt fragrance escaped with a fresh and tender meat smell.
Sang looked suspiciously at the object strung on the black iron shelf.
Half-human long and short, with long limbs, he was twisted on the grill, his head was small, and something that seemed to have a long tongue was drooping aside. Sang Chengyin easily turned the grill to the other side, and saw a whole stream of roasted fat fall into the fire, igniting an even stronger fire.
Sang Yuanyuan took a breath first, and then his eyes lighted up: "Father! Are you cooking the Underworld Demon eating?! Can the Underworld Demon eat it too!"
Although it is a very frightening thing, Sang Yuanyuan is very experienced in this. She knows that no matter how amazing the fertility of a thing is, how much harm it is, as long as it can be eaten and it is delicious, it will take minutes. Can wipe it out.
A Gu was drinking, and when he heard the words, he spouted a sip of strong wine, and hurriedly stood up and arched his hands: "Lord! Sang Wangnu!"
Sang Chengyin grabbed him and stopped him from speaking.
This big black pagoda slowly picked up his waist knife, cut a palm-sized piece of meat from the grill, and placed it on a small silver plate, greeted Sang Yuan and You Wuming: "Come on, try Dad’s craftsmanship. !"
Agu's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but Sang Chengyin glared heavily, so he had to hold back and smiled'hehe'.
Sang glanced suspiciously at these two from a distance.
It seems that these days, A Gu, an honest pimple, has been subdued by Sang Chengyin's thick-skinned old fox.
She took the small silver plate from her father.
I saw a square piece of meat on this silver plate, cut into several pieces, the skin was roasted brown, but the cut inside meat was tender and tender.
Sang held back the greedy far away, smiled and picked up a small piece of barbecue with silver chopsticks, and fed it to You Wuming's mouth.
"Come, try my father's craft!"
You Wuming: "..."
What else could he do? With a bite of the root of his teeth, he held it in his mouth with a cruel heart—trying to eat the flesh of the underworld, can't let Xiao Sang Guo come, right? !
After a long while, under Sang Yuanyuan's eager attention, You Wuming swallowed this extremely delicious and extremely suspicious piece of meat.
"Is it delicious?" she asked.
You Wuming: "..."
Sang Chengyin laughed loudly: "Xian-in-law, how!"
After holding back for a while, You Wuming said helplessly: "The taste is acceptable, and it can be regarded as a worthless business. But after all, it is a ghost, and the world must have scruples in its hearts. My opinion is that only the cut is sold. Shaped pieces of meat."
"Puff!" This time not only A Gu, but Sang Chengyin also spit out a sip of wine.
A Gu said: "Lord! This is not a ghost, but a special product of Baizhou, Tianju Frog!"
You Wuming: "..."
The gaze is faint, staring at Sang Yuan.
As soon as she came up, she was led to a crooked thinking, and her thinking was crooked, it was a ghost in every way.
Sang Yuanyuan: "Hey, it turned out to be a frog!"
After revealing the answer, look at the unidentified objects on the grill, no matter how you look at it, they are all frogs.
Agu sighed, and said: "The Lord said seriously just now that he wants to sell Underworld meat. It really aroused me to get goose bumps—I have eaten Underworld. It tasted like stinky pork that had been soaked in a swill bucket for half a year. "
The corners of You Wuming's mouth twitched, "Blame me for paying less military pay?"
Are they all reduced to eating the underworld demons
A Gu hurriedly waved his hand: "On that time in Zhangzhou, I accidentally took a bite and made me vomit for half a month. Everything I eat is smelly of swill and stinky pork! The taste is very similar to this giant frog."
The three of Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
Tell him that, no one can deal with the frog on the grill, which is about the same size as the underworld.
So A Gu held the big field chicken alone and ate alone, and ate a mouth full of oil-bad guys are the same, but the'honest people' have their own slickness.
"Where did my brother go?" Sang Yuanyuan finally thought of the cheapest brother.
"Go to Fengzhou to help." Sang Chengyin asked, "You Wuming, are you going to see the Great Wall for me, or are you planning to go inland to meet Dogzi?"
"I'll go inland." You Wuming smiled gracefully, "Yue Zhang Long Xianghu step, only you can hold this side of the gate. Clean up the remnants of such a small matter, leave it to my son-in-law."
How humble and humble, how sincere and sincere.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Look at how this actor flattered!
Sang Chengyin was coaxed to laugh, shaking his head with pride.
"Ah!" He suddenly slapped two big slaps again, "Today should be your wedding day! A Gu and I are barbecued and drinking here for this!"
A Gu lifted up the big frog that was left with a skeleton, "Well, yes, I wish the lord and his wife a hundred years!"
Sang was in a daze for a moment.
Should it be today? During this period of days and nights to exterminate demons, I can't remember what eve tonight.
"Why don't you do it briefly here?" Sang Chengyin said, "It's very festive to have a bonfire dinner!"
"Okay," You Wuming said with a smile, "I'll do it later."
"That's it!" Sang Chengyin waved a big hand.
"Okay," You Wuming respectfully said, "I will discuss the details with Sang Guo."
After that, he took Sang Yuan's shoulder and walked out of the observation deck.
"Tonight, I am curious to attack Jiang Shisan." You Wuming smiled, "and there is evidence of alibi."
"Well," Sang looked into the distance leisurely, "Florence is thinking about going out to fight..."
You Wuming stunned suddenly: "Forget it. It's even more important to eat mulberry."
"We can get things done in advance without delay." A mist of water formed in her eyes, and she stretched out a small hand and gently grabbed him.
Today was the big wedding day, she missed him.
You Wuming took a deep breath, and his smile gradually became grim: "... Okay."