The God

its 049: The first blood boils

"Do you want to learn how to beat you?" Long Lao waved his fist, and Cheng Xingxing was very brave and did not hide, just humming.

"Now, if you want to defeat the mountain thief with great certainty, you can only rely on the art of war." Mr. Long said. Generally speaking, only generals who have reached the level of Tunchang have the ability to learn and use the art of war, but... you are special and should be able to use it easily.

"I'm special?" The star's eyes are a little shiny.

"Don't delve into the meaning of this sentence." Long Lao waved his hand and said, "In a word, practice quickly. If you can practice the most basic fire attack before the mountain thief attacks, you will basically win this battle."

The star's eyes are a little blurred, and his heart is a little flashing. Good boy, a basic fire attack skill can dominate the success or failure of the Hundred People's War. The strength of military tactics is really not a trick to fool people.

Long Lao almost caught his ear, and forcibly taught him the basic fire attack skill. Then he left him to practice quietly here and went to observe the terrain nearby.

Cheng Xingxing covered his arm with his arm, closed his eyes, and began to create firewood again. However, after several attempts, the result was the same as before. At half of the time, the temperature of the flame increased, and then the firewood was quickly generated and quickly burned clean.

"How's it going?" More than ten minutes later, Long Lao came back and Cheng Xingxing shook his head: "Yesterday's stars and yesterday's wind. It's no different."

"You wasteful snack, you can't do such a thing well and you still want to show off your style." Long Lao snorted angrily and became a star's neck: "You have said that only when you reach the Tunchang level can you have the ability to learn and use the art of war. Why do you have to be a waste general who is less than the rank of Wuchang in our district?"

"Oi, it may be useful to get your courage to deal with mountain thieves." Long Lao smiled slightly, and Cheng Xingxing immediately became angry: "Long Lao, it's all up to you anyway..."

"Why don't you call Mulan out and sneak away." Cheng Xingxing's ears in front of Long Lao whispered, "The mountain thieves must come out of the nest. At that time, there will be no mountain thieves on the mountain, and it will be much easier for us to catch cold birds."

"What about the people in the village?" I didn't expect Long Lao to come up with such an idea when he became a star.

"It's theirs." Long Lao hummed, "If you don't have relatives with us for no reason, you can't take risks for them. If you learn magic for the first time, you can create such a strong soldier like me. Genius, the future is bright, and the future is still long. You can't sacrifice in such a place, can you? That's a pity."

"I'll go." Cheng Xingxing shook his head and said, "What you said is too... Anyway, this matter is inconsistent with my values and world outlook. I can't agree. I have wanted to be a hero since I was a child, but I admit that I haven't been able to be a hero all the time. I have always attributed this to the fact that I don't have the power of a hero, but now I have it. If I escape at this time, it means that I don't have no strength, but no courage and no courage. Then I will admit that I am not only a coward, but also a beast - only a beast can face the life and death of these hundreds of people, and still think about how to escape.

"Ky, that's quite powerful." Mr. Long squinted at him.

Cheng Xingxing's heart was fury. He suddenly realized that there was something wrong with what he had just said and hurriedly waved his hand: "Long Lao, I'm not scolding you..."

"Bah, who are you not scolding me?" Long Lao's eyes stared, which scared the star into a cold sweat, but then Long Lao smiled again: "Kid, in fact, if you really follow my words and discuss with me how to run, I'm really disappointed. My old man has been in war all his life... Ah, no, anyway, my old man is not the one who flinched when he meets a strong enemy. If I were with such a guy, I would be ashamed and commit suicide.

"Are you testing my character?" The star was stunned, and tears fell in his heart. Uncle, when is this? Do you still come to this set of tricks that are often used to test the character of apprentices in Chinese martial arts?

"The big deal is death." Long Lao smiled and said, "Although I'm a little unwilling, I was born in heaven and earth, and I can't do anything. Although this villager has nothing to do with me, it is not heroic to watch the mountain thieves come to kill them. There is nothing to be proud of in the old man's life. It's just chivalrous and benevolent. Young man, as long as you have these four words in your heart, you want the old man to die for you, and the old man will die for you.

"Long Lao, this..." Cheng Xingxing grinned for a long time, "You suddenly said such touching words, I don't know what to say back."

Long Lao smiled: "Making burning things is only the foundation of fire attack, and when it comes to application, you also need to learn the skill of opening multiple doors at the same time. I told you last night. How much do you remember?

"This..." Cheng Xingxing's eyes looked left and right. Long Lao felt that this boy was looking for something to change the topic, so he snorted angrily: "Forget it, I'll say it again. Remember it for me."

More than ten minutes later, under Long Lao's continuous talking and asking about teaching methods, Cheng Xingxing remembered this pile of complicated methods. Under the supervision of Long Lao, he covered his arms with his hands and practiced for a long time.

It's a pity, what a pity. The boys in the second year of high school don't have the power to open a new door. Therefore, the signs prove that Long Lao has spent a long time teaching the basic fire attack skills, so he can only wait until one day when he is free.

"I have to fight hard." Long Lao sighed, "Forily, there are still Molotov cocktails."

It's okay if he thinks of this thing, but the problem is that this is what Su Yundi thought of. In this way, he didn't achieve anything except that he was somehow lucky enough to make a foreigner at home. It's called inferiority in the heart of a star.

After receiving Long Lao and returning to the village, he saw that the villagers were busy. The large and small bottles and jars were all over the Lin family compound. Cheng Xing took a general look. The number was not more than two hundred or more than one hundred. With so many Molotov cocktails, the power is not a joke. Originally, he was a little pessimistic and became a star, but he couldn't help but get excited again.

Cheng Dabao sent some people out to scout the movements of the mountain thieves, and then greeted everyone and came to learn the use of the Molotov cocktail with Cheng Xingxing.

This thing is easy to use. As long as you pay attention to your own safety, and then throw it a little more accurately. After Cheng Xingxing simply said the precautions, he let the villagers practice by themselves. The villagers took out some corn cobs and rolling pins from their homes and practiced throwing in the square. The scene was quite spectacular.

"The middle should be sealed." Mulan looked at the entrance of the village and said that this reminded Cheng Mingxing of the battle between him and Su Yundi in Fenglai Village. He hurriedly nodded and asked the villagers to block the intersections with firewood and pour fuel on the firewood.

This time, because it was not a sudden incident, he had enough time to prepare. For safety, he asked the villagers to prepare fire extinguishing and utensils, and arranged the position of the firewood pile, so that it could not only block the mountain thieves who wanted to rush in quickly, but also have a short distance from the house next to it, so as not to light the house.

"It's coming, it's coming!" In a burst of shouts, several young people sent by Cheng Dabao ran back and shouted in panic: "The mountain thief is coming! It's all here!"

"Is it all here?" Kaobu City's face turned a little pale." More than 90 mountain thieves..."

"What are you afraid of? We have small stars, small wood, and more Molotov cocktails." You Liang was full of confidence and optimism made Cheng star grin.

"Get the torch ready. If they want to rush over, light the fire immediately!" Cheng Xing shouted, and his heart was a little hot-blooded. He suddenly felt that if there was a little strength in his hand and some people who supported you, it was not difficult to be a hero, because in this atmosphere, a timid person like him immediately became bold.

One minute, two minutes... Five minutes later, some tall horses rushed out of the forest. The men on the horse were all dressed in gorgeous clothes and carrying cold knives in their hands. The sound of horses' hoofs is connected. If the drums are drums, it will shock people's hearts.

More than 200 meters away from the village, the horse team stopped. A big man with a simple knife pushed his horse forward. Cheng Dabao looked at it from afar and said to Cheng Mingxing, "This is the second leader of the mountain thief, called Zheng Chong. Strangely, why didn't the big boss come?"

He solemnly pushed his horse forward. When he saw the firewood piles in the middle of the intersections of the village, he frowned and suddenly shouted, "Where's Lin Shan? Tell him to come out and see me!"

"Master Lin is ill!" Cheng Dabao climbed onto a pile of firewood and roared at Zheng Shu, "What's the matter? Tell us!"

"Just now, we had three brothers who left the cottage. When it came to your village to have fun, my third brother also followed me later." Zheng shouted, "Why did their horses go back, but the people disappeared?"

"How do we know!" Cheng Dabao roared.

"Dare to shout with me and pile up these firewood and grass to block the road..." He snorted solemnly and said to himself, "Do you believe that they didn't rebel?"

"The skills of the second and third masters are very strong." One next to him was puzzled, "What's more, there are those three brothers. Can these guys hurt them?"

"I rushed in and hacked a few people to death, and they told me everything." He solemnly waved the knife and shouted, "Brothers, rush into the village and cut off this cargo that dares to yell at me!"

With a whistle, the mountain thieves immediately hit their horses forward and rushed to the village. Seeing the horses' hoofs stepping on the thunder, the villagers were a little trembling and looked together on the star who taught them how to fight against the mountain thieves.

The star was very scared at first, but after being afraid for a while, he found that he didn't feel it. I remember that it was said in some book that when the pain reached a certain level, people could not feel the pain, and he thought that maybe fear was the same. Those expectant eyes covered him. He looked around and suddenly felt like a master. The life and death of everyone around him are all in his hands.

It's dead or alive, it's all up to him.

In the depths of my mind, the angel and the devil unified their opinions for the first time. The one with a halo on their heads said, "Save these poor people. Only you can save them!" The one with two sharp corners on his head said, "Kill all these bastards and let them know what will happen if you dare to offend the village you protect!"

"Ignite!" The star roared and his blood surged.