The tragedy of the war can no longer be described in words, except for Tang Jiaojiao, the master of Tang Sect, Wudang Pingxiao real person, Qingniu sect master Yuyouzhi, and the third "cold" Ding Yunjian and Jiu of the Shadow Sect "Eight King Kong" The Chinese law enforcement elder Leng Yu, the shadow elder Chen Ziqing of the Beggar Gang, and countless disciples of the righteous and evil sects, they had escaped the bombardment of artillery fire and survived by chance. However, after this battle, they all died in the battle.
Among them, the most tragic one is the sixth "short sword ghost" of the Eight King Kong. He was seriously injured and dying in the artillery fire. If he was treated in time, there would still be a ray of life. But at this time, who cares about him, he can only A silent farewell to the very nostalgic Hong Chen.
After the official army retreated, the Tang Sect disciples dissipated the poisonous gas. They lifted Tang Jiaojiao out. Wang Shouren looked at Tang Jiaojiao who had calmly closed his eyes with red eyes. He couldn't help crying and stretched out his hand to touch. Looking at the already stiff face, he cried and said, "Jiaojiao, how can you bear to leave alone? How can you bear to see me alone?"
Wang Shouren was emotional. He stood in front of the stretcher carrying Tu Jiaojiao, with his nose and tears. He recalled those good times, and he confided in his thoughts. Whether it was a Tang Sect disciple or a Qingcheng disciple, they just listened silently, occasionally giving comfort, but no one interrupted impolitely.
Of course, with so many people dead, not only Tang Sect was crying, but other sects were the same. Compared with the mighty 10,000 people before the conference, the number at this time was particularly pitiful, estimated to be less than 3,000. This also includes the many wounded who have lost their combat effectiveness.
Ten only keep three. If you continue to fight, there is no surprise that the martial arts people will destroy the entire army. Fortunately, many heroes have long been embracing a mortal heart. They are all reckless attacks, and the general leader Zuo Liangyu fears Tang. The poison of the door, he did not want more casualties, so he issued a retreat order. Without Zuo Liangyu, Qinglong stayed to find death. He and his Jinyiwei would definitely not be able to stop the angry crowd. Even if one person with one sword, it would still be able to chop them into mud, so they walked straight forward.
All the martial arts heroes suffered heavy casualties, why not the officers and soldiers, except for Qinglong’s Jinyiwei, the death rate was relatively low, more than 200,000 palace guards, at this time, there were only 130,000 or 440,000, except for one third of varying degrees of damage. Outside of the soldiers who can no longer attack with all their strength, the rest is equally chilling.
War is cruel. It is a meat grinder. Once it is turned on, it will continue to consume life. Only strength and luck can survive, otherwise there will be no place to bury it.
Although many people expected that the martial arts conference would not be held successfully, they did not expect it to be so tragic. Ling Tian sat in the blood and his body was very exhausted. After the officers and soldiers were withdrawn, he could not hold on to sit down and adjust. He breathed, and worked hard to restore his true qi to cope with what might happen next.
In this battle, Sha Ying was relatively easy. In addition to his high consumption and a slight injury that didn't interfere, he didn't have much impact. He still had the power to fight again.
After the battle, Sha Ying searched everywhere. Finally, he saw Ling Tian who was recovering from adjusting his breath. Seeing that Ling Tian was seriously injured but had no worries about his life, he let go of his hanging heart. Ling Tian was regaining his luck, and Sha Ying didn’t dare to hang him there. He could see the shadow teaching people. Before they came late, they came across the martial arts convention opening. Only Ling Tian made the move. No, so the people of Shadow Cult didn't recognize them.
This is not the point. The point is that if Di Xiao and the others come to the door, and he happens to be not by Ling Tian's side, then there is no guarantee that something will happen? Therefore, Shaying did not dare to take it lightly.
In fact, Shaying was completely overly concerned. At this time, the Shadow Teacher, apart from the other four of the Eight King Kong, who else remembers the original purpose? It was Ho Chi Minh’s boss Hu and the other four people. They were not looking for Sha Ying and their revenge. They went all the way. First the seventh "Gopher" died, and the sixth "Dagger Ghost" was seriously injured. Then the martial arts conference opened. Halfway through, without finding his enemy, the sixth "Dagger Ghost" was seriously injured again, and no good luck to take care of him, he really died. Not only the sixth, but even the third of martial arts is not spared. The others have been injured to varying degrees. It is too late to resume the adjustment of breath, and there is no strength to seek revenge.
Hu Zhiming and others were in a heavy mood, and Di Xiao was even more resentful, thinking that he should have enjoyed it in the sect, but unexpectedly, in order to trace the murderer of the "black hand" Zhu Si, he went all the way to Chengdu, not only Mao. He didn't even touch him, and he even caused a commotion. His subordinates died one after another. His own life was also at stake, and he might be taken away in an instant, which made him very uncomfortable.
Sha Ying protects Ling Tian, while Venerable Blood Cloud and Xie Yaoyang protect the law for everyone. No one can guarantee that the retreating officers will return the carbine. If this is the case, it would be dangerous.
Venerable Blood Cloud looked at Xie Yaoyang and looked at the messy battlefields. He sighed and said helplessly, "Hey, the Sword Sect was ruined in our hands. If you can't kill those dog thieves, old man I will never look down upon death!"
Xie Yaoyang nodded, he also knew that Jianzong suffered such a disaster because of his choice this time, but as the leader of the martial arts, he has the responsibility and obligation to shoulder the burden of the martial arts, he said firmly with his eyes; Don't worry, sooner or later, I will kill these beasts!"
Xie Yaoyang’s words are sonorous and powerful, and every word expresses his firm confidence. Venerable Blood Yun can’t blame him. He is heavy, so he finds a direction to patrol on his own. He wants to make sure that the next step will not be like before So caught off guard.
After a while, Ling Tian woke up, he looked at Shaying who was defending the law, a trace of gratitude flashed in his heart, and he said sincerely: "Uncle has worked hard, I am all right, you come to recover, I will help you protect the law, you Peace of mind adjustment is"
"En." Sha Ying nodded. He did not immediately recover. Instead, he looked at Ling Tian and looked up and down. He found that although Ling Tian looked embarrassed and there were wounds everywhere, his breathing was still even and obvious. It is skin trauma, which is not difficult to treat. He asked worriedly: "God, are you okay?"
"It's okay, uncle, don't worry, I am not a stingy person, I am not a stingy person, I have a long life!" Ling Tian was afraid that Sha Ying was worried, he squeezed out a smile, and laughed jokingly.
"Hehe, brat, you think I'm annoying, right?" Sha Ying was also amused by Ling Tian's demeanor. He saw that Ling Tian was ready to protect his Dharma, and he was not verbose, just sat on the ground and started earnestly. Pranayama.
In the mountainous area tens of miles away from Brokeback Mountain, a large group of people are camping there. They are large in number, about one hundred thousand. They are not others, they are the officers and soldiers who left a corpse. They have no real people. Staying away, but entrenched tens of miles away, should be waiting for the right time.
In the main camp, Qinglong and Zuo Liangyu looked at a sand shape, and Zuo Liangyu pointed to a position and said, "Look at the commander-in-chief. Brokeback Mountain is surrounded by mountains on three sides and is full of steep cliffs. People and horses cannot go up at all. If you want to attack Jianzong, you must go up from the mountain gate, but in this way, they will fight back fiercely. Even if we attack, we will suffer heavy losses."
"En." Qinglong nodded. In the previous battle, he had deeply learned about the fierceness of martial arts people, especially Venerable Blood Cloud and Xie Yaoyang. If they hadn't been crowded with the help of the formation, they really couldn't hold it down.
However, it’s hard to say anything, but since it’s a task, even the thunderstorm must be completed. Qinglong thought for a while and said, "No matter what, we must destroy this group of barbarians, otherwise they will cause us huge problems. Trouble."
"Yes." Zuo Liangyu and the generals and generals who came to discuss the battle plan together nodded. They knew that Qinglong was right. For the martial arts people gathered on Brokeback Mountain, even if they can't be completely eliminated, their organization must be broken up. , So that they can not play the role of affecting the situation of the war.
Qinglong raised his head. He looked at Jianzong's direction and asked faintly: "When will the second batch of flame bombs be delivered?"
"Back to the commander-in-chief, tomorrow will be the soonest. We were attacked by gangsters in Sichuan. General Qin is struggling to fight back. The gangsters are not very strong. It is estimated that they have been beaten back now." A signal soldier replied.
"Well, tell Qin Lan, if one of the flame bombs is missing, let him lift his head to see me!" The sergeant who escorted the flame bomb was attacked by stray bandits. Qinglong didn't dare to underestimate it, because it was their most powerful attack on martial arts people. Weapons must not be lost.
"Yes." The correspondent replied respectfully, then stepped back to deliver the order.