Chapter 82 Yingyue

The fifth day, dusk is approaching.

"Young master, what kind of meat is this? Is it so bad?" Xiao Wu tore off a piece of dry meat with his teeth with a bitter face, and said fiercely. He is a gourmet of delicious wine. Although he doesn't usually talk about the rare delicacies of the jade plate, the taste is absolutely reasonable. But today's hair down food, each person has a piece of dry meat, which is as hard as wood, and it's easy to beat people in their hands.

"Horse meat." Xingchen looked at the flesh in his hand and said that he didn't say anything. He was a little nervous and had no appetite to eat.

The situation in the barracks has been extremely bad. After there was no food, the warriors were hungry all day. Today, they had to kill all the horses. After being pickled and dried, they were sent to the warriors. This is their only ration. It is rare to have meat, but it kills war horses, and everyone feels uncomfortable. It is extremely difficult to cultivate a war horse from a foal to a familiar horse and finally to a war horse. Even in the south where horses are not produced, killing horses on the battlefield makes people feel heavy.

In those years in the far north, there was a severe drought in summer, and there was no grass, and cattle and sheep starved to death. In winter, they could only slaughter horses and eat horse meat. If you really reach the point of killing horses, you will really be forced to a dead end. The same is true on the battlefield. Killing the horses that live and die together, whether it is morale or fighting spirit, is a blow.

"You are ready for a decisive battle with those zombies tonight."

"No problem, the little one knows it!" Xiao Wu grinned, pulled up and pulled up the fishy dried horse meat, and said vaguely, "Young master, don't worry, even if you can't beat it, Xiao Liuzi and I can take you out. Just the ten-foot-high wall of Qinghe City, the little one will carry you up. It's hard!"

"Young master, don't worry about doing what you should do. Xiao Liuzi and I are determined to follow you to protect you and do what we say. My Xiaowu will be your shield in the future, and Liuzi will be your spear. I will kill the enemy for you and block your knife. I will never leave you to run away. Hey, I won't say anything this time, so that you won't scold me for fucking the two donkeys..." This white, fat and funny guy grinned sincerely.

Shield and spear? Xingchen looked at this straightforward and silent cold six son like a meat mountain, and suddenly settled down, as if there were no more worries, and he could safely move forward boldly.

Even if he falls into a state of death, he is accompanied by these two guys. He is not alone.

A dazzling sunset shines through the clouds, warming and bright. After three days of rain, the sunshine at this moment is particularly precious. The unkempt warrior couldn't help raising his head and looking at the brilliant sunset, as if he had seen the worst scene. The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the lead-black clouds were coated with a circle of golden light by the dazzling warm sunset. After the heavy rain, the water vapor rose. The whole Qinghe City was like a fairyland under the sunset, and even the disgusting rotten smell was not very pungent.

The stars stood against the light holding a knife, the breeze blew, the long hair flew back, and the handsome face was revealed. His white face was illuminated by the golden sun, and he was dizzy with dazzling eyes all over his body, facing the sunset, like a miracle.

He turned around and smiled at his amazing companion, as if he were sitting in the world, and said softly, "Follow me, we are going to ascend to the sky tonight!"

Many years later, Xiaowu remembered that moment and couldn't help but be passionate. The young master said that he would take them to the sky one step, just like what he usually said, 'Xiaowu, I'll take you to Jiaxiu Lake' and 'I'll take you to the night market', but such a soft and peaceful tone made him convinced him. Even if the young master who stood against the light that day said that he would take them to threate the sky to fight the immortals, they believed that it would come true.

For the first time, he clearly felt something called domineering from this thin and beautiful man. Now that the gas machine is exhausted, it will swallow thousands of miles. Since there is no way out, then kill Liu Anhuaming.

Like the son of a tiger and leopard, although he is unwritten, he already has the spirit of eating cattle.

He turned his head and swallowed the dried horse meat in his mouth and looked at the thin and dull six sons, and said incoherently with excitement, "Six sons, do you see? Did you see it? This is our young master. At the beginning, I said it was right to follow the young master. See?

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On November 1, the rain passed the clouds, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the moon slowly crossed the clouds.

General Yan stood at the head of Qinghe City and looked up at the bright full moon and mottled clouds, like a wolf looking up at the moon.

"The moon is the hometown Ming." He muttered to himself.

It suddenly occurred to me that he had left the small mountain village for more than 40 years. When I was a child, I often plunged into the river with my friends to fish, jumpers, and climbed to the tree to make dates. When I was short, I hugged red dates with my clothes. A group of children sat around the moon, roasted stolen sweet potatoes and corn cobs with fire, ate dates separately, and secretly drank the wine brought from home. Some of them took a sip of spicy food. Tears flowed, and some of them took several big mouthfuls, and as a result, they lay drunk on the ground and slept soundly. Several girls with sheep horns and arguing just smiled and watched their male dolls fight, like morning glory blooming quietly. At that time, they were secretly looking at those female dolls, thinking that they would smile at whoever beat the most ferociously.

And he was the king of children at that time.

In the end, almost all the boys joined the army with themselves and died one by one. In the end, he was the only one left to ascend to the high position of General Yan of the Imperial Palace, but never returned to that small mountain village. After becoming famous, he was not used to eating rare jade food. He still liked to dig a pit in the yard full of bananas and pavilion water, pile up firewood, bake one or two sweet potatoes, corn cobs, drink sorghum wine brewed by earth, and look up at the moon. When I was a child, I was poor. There was no shortage of potatoes and sweet potato corn cobs. Someone could dig them out and eat them. But when I was rich, I lived in a big house and wanted to find some corn cobs and sweet potato bumps to embarrass my servants. He simply turned a piece of land by himself, buried sweet potato seedlings, planted corn sticks, and planted them next to the precious banana peony in the yard. The miscellaneous servant who feeds the flowers and plants raises peony peony, which is called a flower as big as a pot and leaves, but he can't raise these crops and soil. Finally, he simply asked the chores to leave it alone. He serves these earthy things by himself.

It's really a tricky people from poor mountains and rivers. Even if they live in a big house with countless servants to serve, they can't change the habits they have developed since childhood.

But at that time, the people who fished with him and stole corn were gone, and those girls with sheep's horns were probably married.

If you don't die in this battle, you must go back and have a look! If you don't go, I'm afraid there will be no chance. By the way, I have to take Yin Zhe with me. My son has grown so big that he hasn't returned to his hometown. Let him recognize the place. When he dies, he must return to his roots.

"General, it has been arranged according to your arrangement." An entourage walked to the city and knelt down on one knee and said.

"Okay!" He came to his senses and turned his head to look into the city, reflecting the moonlight. Looking down, he could see a huge semicircle with the gate as the center. It is like the shape of half of the eight-polar hexagrams. Each hexagram has elite warriors stationed in the array, and the gossip formations are layer by layer. Even if the outermost formation is broken, there will be a next layer of warriors to make up for it.

The array of Qimen Dunjia is the most suitable to deal with these dead objects. You have a corpse array, and I have eight pole hexagrams to see if the devil is one foot tall or one foot tall.

Li Siam, the commander of the Cang navy, Wang Zhongli, the commander of the Yanzi Army, Yang Yu, the commander of Aoyu's long shooting, and Zhou Hu, the commander of the Yanzi army, and the four members will guard the four hexagrams. He commands the whole army condescendingly. The whole array is like a living thing, like a jumping flame.

He turned his head and looked at the Senran Mengyang Iron Horse stationed outside the city, and the majestic steel cavalry still surrounded the gate. It seems that Mengyang people also expect that they can't survive tonight, and even the brigades are arranged layer by layer, ready to collect their bodies?

That young man named Liang Xingchen, if he wins this battle, I will definitely remember a lot for you!

You must live!

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Outside the city, Mengyang army.

General Zhentian stood up at night and looked up at the moon. The cold moonlight shone on the steel armor, which was cold and piercing. He exhaled slightly, and the white fog rose out.

"The moon of Fanyang is no different from that of Mengyang." He said softly.

"Hey, the little lady at home is also looking at the moon. My little lady's face is as beautiful as the moon. It's strange to walk for so long!" Cold frost smiled.

Ye Qingshan turned his head and smiled. This man with a big waist and can play 80 catties of a big gun, a little woman, with an intoxicated face is really cute.

But it's good to have such a soft thought when you go on an expedition.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he couldn't help remember that when he and his brother Ye Mingshan sat on his father's lap and looked at the moon on the glazed gold of the Night King's Palace. His father whispered: The moon shines on the green mountains, and the mountains are bright.

Yeming Mountain, Yeqing Mountain, in his father's heart, is destined to shine the light of Yeming Mountain on his night green mountains, and his night green mountains have to set off Yeming Mountain.

He is the elder brother of Ye Mingshan, but he was born to his father's concubine and belongs to the separated children. Although Ye Mingshan is his younger brother, his mother is the Queen of the Night King, so he is a clan and the heir to the throne of the Night King and the Zhentian General. After his father passed away, he sat on the rivers and mountains of the Night Kingdom and 100,000 strong soldiers.

The separated children should give everything to the clan, including their own lives. Do anything to protect the clan and protect the inheritance of the Ye family. This is the ancestral system of the night country.

"Huh - isn't it allowed to divide and grow, block the vitality of the clan, and replace it? How can I not compare with Yeming Mountain?" He thought angrily that it was still difficult to let go after all these years.

He was jealous that Ye Mingshan would get everything he wanted without scrambling. He was jealous that Ye Mingshan could gallop the army to become famous on the battlefield. He was jealous that Ye Mingshan could get the favor of the noble and indifferent woman, and even envied that Ye Mingshan's son was better than his son.

He knew that the fault was not in Yeming Mountain, but the ancestral system of Yeguo. Aren't the branches of the Zong family all descendants of the Ye family? But hating an nihilistic system is far from hating a real person.

Over the years, he has paid so much just to prove that he is no worse than Ye Mingshan. He trained a wind and thunder iron horse that can flatten the south. He wants to swallow Fanyang for Mengyang, and even swallow the barbarians in the far north, and create a hegemony that has no one before!

Just to prove that the separation is no worse than the clan!

He unloaded the gun from the saddle, stepped forward, and said coldly, "Tonight, the last pillar of Fanyang, General Yin Cangyan will die!" When he dies, no one in Fanyang can stop the horseshoe riding by wind and thunder.

He pulled down the armor, raised the iron gun high, tightened the reins of the horse, and the war horse suddenly soared into the air. People stood up, reflecting a clear silhouette in the moonlight, and his big command floated against the wind, like an immortal seal.

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In the city, the Cang navy stationed at the Qianzi hexagrams were unified and sneered as usual: "You can smell the smell of those dead things from afar. Do you really think you can kill our old bones with these zombies?

He put an iron gun into the bluestone slab, splashed gravel, stood at the front, and was at the gate.

The veteran who has been fighting for 40 years has never had the word despair in his heart. What is hope? It's up to you to find and hold on to something, and no one will put hope into your hand. Even if the war was defeated and all the losers thought that he had finished playing, he was still tenaciously like a weed, and the spring breeze blew and rose again in a few years.

It's really light to say, and only he is the only one who understands the hardships.

If you win this time, you must ask your majesty to marry Princess Ningzheng to my son! Most of them thought angrily.

If you accidentally confess your order here, it doesn't matter. The whole Cang navy only recognizes the military charm of the Li family and does not recognize the imperial edict. With the students and counselors he has cultivated for decades and tiger generals who carry flags to fight, it is absolutely smooth for Qing Qiu to inherit his position in the Cang navy. General Yu Dianyan is his eldest brother, and he will definitely keep the light Qiu from being too difficult for the royal family.

If the royal family is determined to cross the river and demolish the bridge after his death, and the last life-saving charm of the lord of Shangji City will not be broken.

The afterthoughts were arranged, and he was careless when he went to war. It has always been his principle not to worry about victory and defeat.

It's a pity that I didn't see Qing Qiu for the last time.

A pair of sons and daughters, Chongjin prefers Qiu. The daughter Chongjin grows up with him. Among the women, she is tall and horses. Generally, a little man dares not breathe in front of her. If she dares to look at the girl, she dares to print your face with the soles of her shoes. Her voice is not coquettish. Now she hears about the affairs of Chongjin's son-in-law's family. Forget it, no one wants to interrupt.

Okay, it's his seed, Iron Lady, let him!

Light Qiusheng's good skin, looks like his mother, handsome and beautiful, and the woman likes it tightly when she sees it. Hey hey, who makes his son born with a good appearance? This is not enviable. The nobles with eyes above the top of the imperial capital often said that he was an unruly people in the poor mountains and rivers, but their sons were so noble that they were so angry that they walked around with their son in the imperial capital and took away the souls of the daughters of those noble families, but they didn't look at them. What's the matter? If you don't like me, Li Siam, then I will give birth to a good son and harm your daughter. Don't come if you don't accept it!

Son, Dad has left you a lot of wealth and 150,000 vicissitudes of navy. Everything you can think of will be done for you. In case your father really has a hiccup, as long as you don't toss around, you will still sit in your father's position.

There is nothing wrong with me to fight with my son in the world. Keeping a career is not as simple as a career. As long as we can keep our Li family's family business, my father will be satisfied. It would be better if it can be passed on to his grandchildren again. Hey hey, Dad has only one son, as long as you live a good life. In the future, Dad won't worry about that leisure.

Li Xian, who has white hair, smiled with satisfaction, as if she had a big dream.

Suddenly, there was a roar.

most of them raised their eyelids and saw a tall figure coming this way carrying a thick raft. Behind it was a group of rotten zombies. Tonight, these dead things became much more sensitive and almost trotted all the way. In the past, the road was staggered and stiff.

It's really coming!

The tall black shadow walking in the front is more than half taller than ordinary people, with his limbs as thick as a cow, and the heavy rafting wood waved in its hand.

It stopped when it was 200 steps away from the Qianzi hexagram. It seems that I feel the surging murderous intention here - thousands of arrogant long-shot warriors are hidden in the Qianzi hexagrams, and the arrows are ignited by a cloth wrapped with fire oil, and the flames are burning.

Two hundred steps, you really know how to choose a place to stop. Isn't this killing yourself?

The Cang navy raised an iron gun, waved it down, and roared: "Continuous shooting--"

Ten thousand arrows fired together, and the dazzling flames and arrows cut through the night and burned fiercely in the cold moonlight.

The powerful arrows shot by the machine buzzed endlessly, and the huge force almost nailed the zombie to the ground. The flames burned and burned into firemen, and then turned into ashes.

The raft in the huge shadow's hand waved, moving clouds and flowing, swinging away the flames and arrows. There were still arrows piercing into its body. It suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, as if it was in unbearable pain.

Suddenly, it ran forward, like a rampaging wild boar and a heavy city hammer.

"Shield wall, go!" Li Xim calmly ordered.

The warrior with a huge bronze shield came forward, arranged the shield walls together, the nooses held each other, and the iron guns stretched out from the cracks of the shield, like an offensive and defensive fortress.

The earth is trembling. How much power and speed is this guy who can hold heavy rafting wood with one hand? The warrior with a huge shield has no bottom in his heart.

"Boom--" burst out loud.

The bronze shield wall was concave like a soft surface, but it was stubbornly resisted by the warrior - the shield wall was not broken, and the spirit of the warrior was greatly boosted.

The zombie howled angrily, and the raft in his hand was raised high and smashed down. When it approached, I found that this guy was two ordinary people tall and could be regarded as a giant. His weapon is a directly removed beam of rafting wood, half thick, two feet long, heavy and powerful. After two consecutive smashes, the bronze shield broke the wall, and the warrior's muscles and bones behind him were broken.

Li Siam was stunned and roared, "Come on, block this thing!" He got up with a gun and rushed to the waving guy.

"Be careful, come back soon! Come back!" The samurai roared and his voice trembled.

The zombie did not retreat and moved forward. His body squatted back, and his accumulation rushed forward vigorously. The rafters in his hand swept across thousands of troops, and his movements were terrible.

The ruffs caused the airflow to be messy, and Li Siam only felt that the bad wind was blowing on his face. He turned his head slightly, and the thick raft hit his waist. In an instant, he felt the whole waist bone break and spit out blood. He flew out of ten feet, hit the wall heavily, and fell down.

"Dadu...Dadu..." The samurai shouted harshly, "Save Dadu!" Go!"

The huge zombies dropped the raft and strode towards the Cang navy, which was already unable to move. His face is swollen, gray, his lips are incomplete, and there are broken meat residues between his teeth, and saliva flows. This giant zombie seemed to be a powerful guy before his death, and he became even more powerful after becoming a zombie.

It reached out and grabbed Li Siam's ankle, picked him up, and shook it in his hand. Most of them are soft and collapsed around their waists, their spine bones are all broken, their mouths are bursting with blood foam, and their hair is scattered. His eyes are empty and distracted.

"Kill me... you damn thing... dare to kill me?" He said intermittently, "Do you really want to... die here?"

The next moment, the zombie reached out and twisted his head, raised him over his head, grabbed his legs in one hand, pinched his head in the other, and roared harshly, as if a child had caught a grasshopper and mischievously pulled its head and legs apart.

Blood splashed and drenched the zombie's face. It opened its ugly mouth and swallowed the hot blood and soft internal organs into its stomach.