Guan Feibai's body shook slightly.
When leaving from the mountain, the elder brother prepared a kit for each of them, and they could only open it at the most critical moment.
A few days ago, the Third North Battalion was under heavy siege, and the rescue of the Orthodox cavalry had not yet arrived. He noticed that Liang Banhu opened the letter and read it for a long time by the bonfire.
The next day, Liang Banhu died in battle.
Is it your turn today
He took out the kit and opened it, there was a letter and a pill inside.
Qiu Shanjun said in the letter that this elixir is the one that Xiao Zhang wanted to use to help him break through, but in the end it made him go mad.
After taking this kind of elixir, there is a certain chance that the power will be greatly increased, and even the situation may be broken, but the greater probability is that the meridian will be cut off-the lighter ones like Xiao Zhang have to spend more than ten years of hard work to recover, or In more serious cases, he would die on the spot.
Bai Cai didn't read the content of the letter, but seeing the change in Guan Feibai's expression, he vaguely guessed something, and desperately tried to dissuade him.
Guan Fei held the pill expressionlessly, ignoring what he said next to him.
Bai Cai looked at Xu Yourong and said with a sob, "Why do you have to remind him of this?"
"How can I blame Junior Sister for this matter? After all, it is your own choice."
Guan Feibai looked very calm, and swallowed the pill after saying this.
The next moment, he fell asleep.
"It's a drug. Senior brother asked me to find Chen Changsheng to mix it up."
Xu Yourong said to Bai Cai: "Liang Banhu also has one in his kit, I don't know why he didn't eat it, is the content of the letter different?"
Seeing his brother being carried away like a drunk, Bai Cai touched his head subconsciously and said, "I haven't opened the letter yet, so I don't know if it's the same."
Xu Yourong reached out and touched his head, and said softly, "Then come with me."
Only then did Bai Cai realize that she was telling her own story.
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It was indeed the main force of the demons who attacked the Eastern Route Army. In addition to the tens of thousands of wolf cavalry, there were also several times as many warriors from various tribes.
The most important evidence is that the commander of this demon army is the Demon Commander.
From a distance of more than ten miles, one could clearly see the huge figure of the fallen mountain fang.
The fallen mountain dog died in Nuorilang before, and I don't know where Moshuai found another one.
Holding the knife in one arm, Wang Po sat in a wet swamp, leaning against a tree that had been dead for many years, closed his eyes, and ignored the sounds of fighting and life and death outside the mist.
His injuries are far from healed, and if he wants to block Mo Shuai, he must cherish every ounce of physical strength.
The reason why the demons abandoned the central camp to attack the East Army is actually very simple, and anyone can understand it.
Because whoever has to see the hill outside the battlefield.
There is a car on the hill.
There is a little Taoist in the car.
The little Taoist is flying a kite.
Below the kite is a huge painting.
The painting depicts the burning of the Garan Temple.
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The wolf cavalry rushed over like a tide, but when they were still several miles away from the hill, they were blocked by the black cavalry.
The war was extremely direct and brutal, and each other's strategic intentions were very obvious, so naturally there were not many tactics to talk about.
The entire field seemed to be able to feel the vibrations from the east, and the sound of fighting over there could be heard.
"I don't know if that side will be able to withstand it, I just know that I will not be able to withstand it."
It was very rare for the King of Ling Hai to talk to Chen Changsheng in such a human tone.
Because he was indeed under great pressure, as soon as he stepped out of the tent, countless lines of sight would cast his gaze on him.
There are inquiries, unease, contempt, and encouragement in those gazes, which are extremely complicated and very sinister.
The main force of the demons attacked the East Route Army, and the hill might be submerged by the black tide at any time.
At this time, everyone wants to know the Pope's attitude.
The vast majority of priests and soldiers hoped that he could issue an order as soon as possible for the army to go to the rescue.
Yes, this kind of order is not even qualified to be issued by He Ming, and can only be issued by Chen Changsheng himself.
"No news from over there, don't move."
Chen Changsheng said.
Tomorrow is the time to refine cinnabar pills. He is thinking about whether to cancel this batch of refining and save his energy for the decisive battle that may come later.
Because Zhu Shadan didn't save the people he wanted to save.
The battlefield is the fastest place for people to mature.
Guan Bai's hands were cold.
His heart will not lose its temperature, but it will be much stronger than usual.
After hesitating for a moment, the King of Ling Hai said: "Is there a possibility... Is it inconvenient to speak over there?"
It is indeed very difficult for a master to ask his students for help at the end... especially their master-student pair who are known to have a weird relationship.
If this was the case, what would happen if Chen Changsheng didn't take the initiative to go to the rescue
Shang Xingzhou is a saint with an unfathomable level of cultivation, but after all, he is old and frail.
According to the news from Luoyang, he has become much older in recent years.
Shang Xingzhou can't have an accident, because he is the spiritual leader of the human race.
No matter how much you don't like him, you have to accept this fact.
Thinking of the picture he saw next to the hot spring, the extremely tight black hair and... the white hair that could no longer be completely covered, Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and finally just waved his hands.
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As the war continued, the pressure from all sides became more and more real, and the gaze turned into a letter from the red eagle, and some generals even tried to break into the camp to ask Chen Changsheng to see him.
Chen Changsheng received those generals, but he did not agree to their request.
Xu Yourong said: "The situation over there is indeed a bit serious. The third North Battalion will not move, and the Fourth Battalion may have to go up again."
Chen Changsheng said, "I know."
Xu Yourong said: "The pressure will increase."
Chen Changsheng looked at the smoke and dust between the fields and mountains in the distance, and after a moment of silence, he said: "When I was young in Xining, when the pressure came, my seniors would protect me from it. When I went to Kyoto, there were my uncle and Archbishop Meilisha, and later there were You, but I'm actually pretty good at taking pressure."
He has been facing the shadow of death since he was ten years old, and no one can bear the pressure better than him.
He continued: "It's too early to start the war, there are problems."
Yes, no matter how little food and grass there is in Xuelao City, it should last for a while, at least until the weather gets colder.
Xu Yourong also thought so, and said, "What do you think?"
"Master didn't ask me to help, so I don't need my help. I don't know what he is arranging. My ability in this area is relatively weak, so I can only cooperate as usual..."
Chen Changsheng looked at her and said, "Like back then in Baidi City, you and Master settled everything, and I just followed suit."
Xu Yourong thought about it, and found that what he said was not wrong.
In essence, she was of the same type as Shang Xingzhou and the Holy Empress, while Chen Changsheng was another type of person.
Human existence needs the former, but the latter is the goal, or is this why she likes him so much
"I like you."
Xu Yourong looked into his eyes and said seriously.
Such a sudden confession was really unexpected.
The most important thing is that there are still many people around, and there are still people in the camp.
They didn't deliberately avoid anyone in their conversation just now.
The King of Ling Hai carefully wiped the magic weapon in his hand, as if he didn't hear anything.
He Mingshen froze the hand that was lifting the curtain in the air, like a smile on his face.
An Hua looked at Xu Yourong's eyes full of stars, and felt that the saint was really amazing.
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This kind of picture can only appear occasionally, the lucky little flowers blooming in the blood fire, the main theme of the battlefield is of course war.
Fights are everywhere, chaotic and bloody battles are happening continuously in the field hundreds of miles south of Xuelao City.
The soil here is full of humus, black and intoxicating, and so rich that even blood falling on it will not be particularly eye-catching.
But as the snow fell these days, the field was first painted with a layer of white, and then there was so much red and green blood, the picture became shocking.
Even the painter with the most radical artistic concept in Xuelao City can't imagine such a color combination and such a collision of brushstrokes.
Feint attack, containment, suppression, division and encirclement, forceful push, after all the tricks are used up, the situation is still as clear as it was at the beginning.
The most intense and tragic battle took place before the wolf cavalry and the left army led by the magic commander.
The demon wolf cavalry and the Xuanjia cavalry collided, tearing and devouring each other.
It's like where the river meets the ocean.
The water of different colors collided non-stop, setting off huge waves, and forming a maelstrom that could swallow the entire sky.
In the center of that vortex is that inconspicuous hill.