"Where do you think that barbarian settled the two people of unknown origin?" The bearded man sat in his tent. With the help of the soldiers, he took off his heavy armor, exposed his chest, and stood shirtless, with a basin full of water in front of him.
The messenger soldier bent over and replied.
"Yes, it was specially arranged by the Major General."
Bearded man: "Did he say anything?"
The messenger soldier said: "The major general said that it is quieter over there. Even if the enemy attacks at night, it will not disturb the two guests. It is safe."
The bearded man suddenly sneered.
Contempt: "A barbarian is a barbarian. He acts recklessly without any sense of the overall situation. Apart from his brute force, what else do he have?"
The messenger soldier was the bearded man's personal entourage.
He followed the bearded man's words and said, "General, you are absolutely right. The young general is really fooling around this time. Do you want to tell..."
The bearded man raised his hand to stop him.
He said, "No need. The old man has been partial to this bastard for a long time. Even if I tell him, I will be the one who gets scolded in the end. Don't worry about this matter. If something goes wrong, it will just let the old man see what he treasures."
The messenger soldier pursed his lips and lowered his head.
The "old man" mentioned by the general in front of him was not someone else, but his biological father, who was also the culprit who gave the barbarian youth all kinds of privileges without regard for the consequences. However, the messenger soldier was the private unit of the bearded man, not the old general.
In private, these disrespectful names must be heard and forgotten, and no one dared to reveal a single word, otherwise the whole family would lose their lives.
The bearded man didn't even look at the messenger's timid appearance of lowering his head and shrinking his shoulders. He slightly opened his arms, and his concubine, who was dressed as a soldier, wrung out the cloth and half-knelt to help him wipe his stuffy and smelly upper body. Wherever the wet cloth passed, the stuffiness and stickiness were swept away.
The concubine then brought some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing ointment.
Looking at the red marks on his joints caused by the rope, he said with heartache: "Alas... General, why do you have to torture yourself like this? No matter how great your achievements are, in the end, won't that person take away most of them?"
Although the weather is getting cooler now, wearing armor all day long will make you sweat and stink, and the armor ropes can cut your skin through the lining. That "barbarian" wears shoulder armor and skirt armor as if he is wearing armor, as casual as if he is on a picnic or a party.
If it were someone else, he would have been scolded long ago.
When it was the young man's turn, nothing happened.
Who doesn't know that the old general is biased to the point of being partial
The bearded man touched his concubine's delicate and soft little hand, closed his eyes and enjoyed the gentle application of medicine, sneering: "What can we do? Who let the old man lose his integrity in his later years and have such a barbaric child with a barbarian girl? He is so talented..."
If Xiaocheng was captured, all the credit would go to that barbarian; if Xiaocheng could not be captured, 70% to 80% of the responsibility would be on him.
"He has a good talent, and you are not bad either." She bent down and picked up the armors that had been taken off one by one, and put them on the shelf one by one. The whole set was not very heavy, but it was close to 30 kilograms. "Can't you also transform into a martial armor? Isn't it tiring to wear this big thing all day long?"
The bearded man put his feet, which had been stuffy all night, into the cold water. The coolness spread from his feet to his whole body, and goose bumps appeared on his back. He sighed, rubbed the soles of his feet, and sneered without raising his head: "What does a woman know?"
Wudan warriors can transform into armor, but the armor cannot be maintained for a long time and consumes a lot of martial energy. When there is nothing else to do, the amount of martial energy doesn't matter, but at the critical moment, it is not acceptable to waste even a little bit.
Generally speaking, military generals wear armor at all times.
To prevent unexpected emergencies.
Only these ignorant women who only care about convenience, and that barbarian, would think that if they have armor, there is no need to wear armor. The bearded man took a simple bath with his concubine, and his mood improved a lot. In addition, he looked at the beauty under the lamp...
"Beauty, come here!"
He smiled and licked his dry lips, then he took his concubine in his arms and carried her behind the screen. It's true that this soldier's clothes looked quite special on his concubine.
Soon, strange noises that made people blush and imagine a lot came from the tent. The concubine was still ashamed and tried to suppress it, but the bearded man didn't care and did whatever he wanted.
The personal guards outside the tent could hear it clearly.
Eyes look at the nose, nose looks at the heart.
Even though the old general repeatedly reprimanded his son for taking women to the battlefield for pleasure, he simply forgot what he heard and didn't take his father's words to heart. The guards didn't dare to remind him, as he was not someone who could be easily talked to.
As time went on, he captured cities and territories with great momentum, and defeated the enemy until they were exhausted and begged for mercy.
He smiled, prepared to take a short break and then attack the enemy's main camp directly to win the battle in one fell swoop. Just as he blew the final horn for the general attack, a short, sharp, high-pitched sound came from outside the tent, which startled him and made his hand slip.
"presumptuous!"
Stalled midway!
He got up and left the battlefield in annoyance.
He casually pulled his clothes together, his face still livid and angry from being frightened, and his eyes were blazing as he stared at the person who interrupted him.
Unexpectedly, the messenger soldier panted and said, "Big, big things are not good—the rear camp, there is a fire in the rear camp!!!"
After the bearded man heard it clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he grabbed the messenger by the collar, lifted him up and asked, "What! What did you say there was a fire?"
The messenger soldier pointed in the direction outside the tent.
Before he could catch his breath, the bearded man, angry and anxious, threw the messenger soldier away and strode out of the tent.
There were bursts of noise coming from the direction of the rear camp, and the fire had grown to a large scale in just a few breaths. People could be vaguely seen running in panic.
"What happened?"
He roared at the captured soldier.
"Or is it a night attack by the enemy?"
The captured soldiers didn't know.
Not only him, but even the guards outside the main tent did not know the exact situation. It all happened so suddenly that if the messenger soldier had not rushed over, they would not have even reacted.
When did the enemy sneak in
When did the attack happen
How many people are there
I don't know anything.
Even the soldiers near the rear camp had no idea what was going on. They only knew that suddenly, a group of frightened cattle and sheep were on fire and rushed in all directions without any care, smashing the wooden fence into pieces like paper.
The nearby tents suffered.
One rush and one collapse!
In the tent, the soldier who was already asleep with his clothes on let out a short, shrill scream, and lost his life before he could even feel the pain.
Some soldiers wanted to kill them with weapons, but they underestimated the speed and strength of the frightened cattle and sheep.
Those soldiers who overestimated their own capabilities were knocked to the ground, and the sound of cow hooves trampling on their heads could be clearly heard.
One kick will crack your sternum, two kicks will send you to hell!
The cows are pretty good at fighting, and the sheep aren't bad either.
Their hair was thicker and more luxuriant than that of cattle, and their flames were even bigger. Wherever they rushed to, they brought the flames with them. It didn’t take long for the knocked-down tents to catch fire. The rebel soldiers were in a panic…
We have to put out the fire and control these beasts.
However, they had no leader and were unable to control these frightened cattle and sheep in the first place, so once they were truly dispersed, the situation was destined to go in an uncontrollable direction.
The bearded man in armor rushed over, and flames were already rising into the sky.
All the food and supplies are on fire!
Looking at this scene, his eyes were bloodshot.
"Who are you, little rascal, to invade my camp?"
He concentrated his Qi into his Dantian, his voice was like thunder, and the might of a courageous warrior spread out in all directions like a wave.
With a gun in hand, he shot the madly running bull!
With such a huge impact force, his lower body was rooted to the ground and unable to move.
He yelled, his arm muscles flexing.
With one shot, the cow, which was moaning before death, was lifted up and thrown away.
The cow bleeds profusely, falls heavily to the ground, raising dust, moves its limbs, and soon dies. But the bearded man's move cannot stop the other mad cows and sheep, the fire spreads at a very fast speed as they run wildly.
"Thief! Come out and die!"
The bearded man had red eyes.
This scene was something he had never expected.
As for the "thieves who attacked at night" he mentioned, there was no sign of them at all. His angry roar here sounded more like impotent rage.
"This... This is really..."
In secret, Zhai Le watched this scene in amazement.
They wanted to use these cattle and sheep to do something, but they only poisoned them! It's not that they didn't want to cause chaos in the rebel camp with fire attack, but they had no supplies and it was very difficult to execute. But they didn't expect that in just a nap, the cattle and sheep were collectively set on fire.
Brilliant sparks fell from the sky.
After a few breaths, the situation was completely out of control.
This also means that there is a second force in the dark!
Zhai Le said: "Brother, it must be Brother Shen and the others!"
This is the only goal that can be thought of at the moment.
Zhai Huan held his cousin's arm, preparing to take advantage of the chaos to sneak out of the rebel camp. No matter if it was Shen Tang or the other two, and no matter how they did it, once these soldiers suppressed the chaos, it would be their brothers who would be liquidated.
They are here to cause trouble, not to die.
It’s better to leave before anyone reacts!
Boom!
In the firelight, a dark green martial energy shot out!
Zhai Le pulled his cousin behind him and raised his hand to create a large shield as tall as a person. Unexpectedly, the strange martial energy came with such force that he had to take a half step back before he could stabilize himself.
He was shocked, but in the next second he put on his armor, turned his big shield into a weapon, and stepped forward to fight!
clang!
Almost at the same time, the huge knife chopped down on the head!
Zhai Huan and Zhai Le are brothers who cooperate well with each other. Almost at the same time as he was pulled back, he took action to urge Wen Xin.
The two of them worked together and repelled the attacker with one blow.
When the person came to a stop, Zhai Le was surprised: "Is it you?"
The man was only wearing a shoulder armor, half a skirt armor, and snake-patterned wrist guards on his arms. There was no protection for other vital parts of his body. Wasn't he the young man who had a good chat with Brother Shen not long ago
Although the young man was beaten back, he remained calm.
He asked, "Were you two the ones who attacked the camp at night?"
Zhai Le didn't want to say much.
But his expression became much more serious.
The young man hadn't put on his armor yet, and he didn't even wear the tiger talisman on his waist, but he could still feel an indescribable pressure from the other party's casual posture. This pressure was even heavier than that of Captain Yang!
You must know that Captain Yang is already the tenth-rank Zuo Shuchang!
Could it be that this young man, who was not much older than him, was above the tenth rank? He clenched his weapon tightly, his heart beating like a drum.
I know there will be a fierce battle tonight!
He said, "So what?"
The young man tilted his head, and his long hair tied into a small braid swayed with his movements, looking a bit playful. But the words that came out of his mouth had nothing to do with the word "playful". He raised the long sword with the intertwined snake pattern and pointed it at Zhai Le.
He sneered: "Then prepare to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the ground, his figure was so fast that it almost left an afterimage, and the long sword in his hand, with a powerful blade light, slashed at Zhai Le. The huge force that hit him head-on like a huge wave made Zhai Le's hands numb, and the weapon also made a buzzing sound as if it could not bear the heavy weight.
The huge gust of air created by the collision of the weapons overturned the nearby tents.
The young man glanced at it and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, not bad!"
It was an understatement, not even the armor was transformed.
When two warriors of Wudan confronted each other, neither of them showed their Wukai. This was not only a sign of contempt from one side for the other, but also meant that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides. This realization made Zhai Le's face harden.
He secretly exhaled to relieve the slight pain in his palm.
The young man was even more powerful than Gong Shuwu, who had fought him before. Zhai Le was also puzzled. With such a brave warrior in charge, why hadn't the rebels taken Xiaocheng yet
Zhai Huan looked calm. He raised his hand and a spiritual message was emitted to calm the mind and boost the spirit. He also raised his sword to cut off the neck of the soldier who tried to attack him. He reminded him in a deep voice, "A Le, don't panic. Don't let him disturb your mind."
Zhai Le naturally knew this truth.
Luck resists the power and oppression imposed by youth.
In the blink of an eye, the young man rushed towards him with unparalleled momentum. The dark green martial energy surging around his body faintly condensed into a blurry giant python, which opened its bloody mouth at him and ejected its venomous fangs.
Ding ding ding—
Zhai Le suddenly stood up to meet the enemy.
The two men fought so fiercely that sparks flew from their weapons.
Soon, Zhai Le's weapon was overwhelmed by the heavy load and cracks appeared on it. It would break in two more blows. The shoulder armor was covered with a cracked black and white aura. It was this aura that protected him, otherwise he would have lost his arm at the very least.
The young man tutted and pouted: "This is not fair."
The corners of Zhai Le's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Is this fair
The cracked knuckles were dripping with blood, soaking the entire palm, and slowly flowing along the weapon, dripping onto the ground.
The young man said, "I also want to find a scholar with a good literary mind."
Zhai Le's face changed.
At this time, the young man turned his head and shouted to the side.
He said, "Mama, come and help me!"
Zhai Huan's heart skipped a beat.
I was also really afraid that the young man would call for help.
only-
When the person who walked out of that corner came into their sight, Zhai Le and Zhai Huan were both stunned.
No other
The "Mama" mentioned by the young man turned out to be an acquaintance of theirs.
It is Shen Tang whose current position is unclear.
Shen Youli!
Standing beside him was Qi Shan, whose presence was not very strong.
For a moment, the brothers Zhai Huan and Zhai Le, Shen Tang Qishan, and the young man stood in a triangle, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Zhai Le was anxious and said, "Brother Shen..."
I accidentally pulled the wound on my chest, and a slight iron smell came up.
Shen Tang had a blank expression on his face, holding the beautiful, bright sword in his hand, and his gaze shifted from the Zhai Le brothers to the young man.
Zhai Le felt uneasy: "..."
Could it be that Brother Shen is really...
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