Chapter 183 Final Battle 2--Women's Conspiracy, Life-saving

Red sandalwood withdrew its sight of the snowy mountains from afar, looked at the people full of inquiries in their eyes, and solved the puzzles: "Do you still remember the first snow this year?"

I don't know why she mentioned this, but everyone nodded together. Xin Yan recalled, "I remember that the first snow of this year was very heavy. Overnight, the ground was covered with snow, the trees were crushed, and the ice was covered with beams. The next day, we arrived in Chucheng with Prince Yi.

Red sandalwood looked at the direction of Chucheng and said lightly, "On the day when the first snow fell, Jue Gongzi told me that there would be heavy snow at night, and this plan was formed in my mind. On that day, I ordered Gu Yun to secretly mobilized people to dig mountains.

"Ah?!"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that today's collapse had been designed as early as that time. This foresight is really beyond people's reach. Hollow out a place in the belly of the mountain, you can collapse the bracket with just a slight blow.

Xin Yimian reacted quickly. He immediately thought of something and asked, "Weir Lake?"

"Yes." Red sandalwood looked at him with admiration and continued, "The infinite mountain has formed a lot of weir lakes because it often vibrated many years ago. The ice skates in the lake is sharp and the water vapor is cold. Once the dike collapses and the ice mixed with snow rushes down, then no matter how many people and horses there are, they can only become funerary objects."

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" The generals clapped their hands and praised it. With the complete victory in this first battle, the morale has not only doubled, but also doubled the number of people. It is also easy to kill.

"So, what about the Blue Girl?" Xin Yimian's narrow eyes looked at her firmly and asked, "Blue girl took more than a dozen weak women to the battlefield?"

"You thought it was very childy at the beginning, didn't you?" Red sandalwood was outspoken. When everyone heard it, they lowered their heads, and naturally he could guess it.

She was not annoyed, but did not answer them directly. Instead, she put her eyes on the sand table, and her thin hands were assigned to a point, and everyone's eyes fell.

The actual location corresponding to this point on the sand table is where Blue is now.

The first group of people and horses in Cangguo, 100,000, are heading towards the Gobi.

"Dog." This delicate cry appeared on the small slope next to the large army without warning.

The soldiers of Cangguo looked up and saw more than a dozen beautiful women standing on horseback, with high hair, strong clothes, heroic posture, especially the leading woman in blue to win.

"What are these women?" The soldiers were confused and whispered.

They didn't have to think about it themselves, but the woman in blue looked frosty and shouted coldly, "Dog, look at the arrow!"

The woman bent her bow and arrow, and her strength was fierce. She stabbed the leader of the Cang army. The strong offensive was really inconsistent with the cold and beautiful face. The general of the Cang army who judge people by his appearance suffered losses - although he avoided fast enough to avoid his chest, he still rushed to his left shoulder.

"Bad bitch." He cursed in a low voice. This one pierced his whole arm. When he moved, he was focused on the pain. The viciousness of his hand was obvious.

The general was angry and was shot with an arrow by a female generation in front of thousands of troops and horses, and his face was shone.

The woman's provocation is not enough. After one arrow, more than a dozen women bend their bows together. The arrows are fierce, and there is no weakness of women at all.

In an instant, more than a dozen people have been hit by arrows.

"Humph!" The general snorted coldly, and more than a dozen women dared to block his way of 100,000 horses. They didn't pay much attention to them. It's really unreasonable!

The arrow was raised high, and the general shouted, "Brothers, get those women back."

"It's just your group of dogs?" The woman's voice was cold and arrogant, and her eyes were naked contempt.

This time, it completely angered the soldiers, and the little girl also dared to be rampant and seek death!

100,000 soldiers, led by the general, chased more than a dozen fast horses.

"Quick!" Lan shouted and ran forward quickly. Hundreds of thousands of pursuers followed closely, and the dust raised was enough to bury them in dozens or hundreds of layers. If they were not afraid, it was definitely a lie.

The heart was beating crazily, and more than a dozen women clenched their teeth one after another and urged them to run fast.

Gradually, you can see how many horses dragging the dead branches in a large circle, and the thick yellow sand on the ground is rolled up, forming a huge yellow haze around the circle.

The pursuers are already on their tail, and the distance of only one arm can make them doomed.

However, after all, it is the distance of one arm.

"Drive!" The women shouted coquettishly and rushed into the yellow barrier without hesitation.

100,000 soldiers and horses could not stop their feet in the crazy chase. At this time, they rushed into the barrier with the woman covered.

The yellow dust is all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and the yellow that can't be seen.

"Cough, what is this place?"

"What's the situation?"

"Damn, we've been tricked."

"Woman, come out and fight with grandpa for 300 rounds!"

Cang Jun's scolding was submerged in the yellow dust, and no one answered. There is no half shadow of the previous bright woman.

"No--" The tragic horse call came from different places. The person sitting firmly on the horse suddenly fell down without warning. In the dust and fog, only countless yellow figures could be seen, and they could not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy.

"Swish-swish-swish-" countless arrows shot through the dust and smoke into the confused army, bringing more dust and taking away more lives.

100,000 soldiers and horses, dead and injured, and after all, people with ability or good luck rush out of the barrier.

The red sun in the sky hung high, and the light burned people's eyes. It was not surprising to see a neat row of departing soldiers holding shields.

"Kill!" Keep an eye on the target and get up.

However, they were forced to stop as soon as they started, because the row of motionless soldiers suddenly turned over the shield in their hands. Suddenly, the sun slanted on the golden shield. For a moment, the golden light stung the army's eyes. In the blue sky and day, their eyes suddenly became blind, that is, the moment when they were blind, golden The arrows took away their lives after the robbery.

"So it is." Xin Yimian looked at everything on the sand table and muttered in a low voice.

"Women have always been weak. How can a man with good blood be willing to be teased by a group of women?" Lan's cold voice came from below. She walked up step by step, with a cold body, standing behind the red sandalwood.

"Blue Girl." Now no one will not pay attention to this woman. When they pass by, they all say hello to her.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lan." The red sandalwood whispered.

The blue ice-like eyes looked at her and said coldly, "It doesn't matter."

The red sandalwood didn't say much and adjusted his eyes to the sand table again. This time, he was not so restless. The breath around his body was depressed, and even the air tightened up.

The wooden tower is in charge of 200,000 troops. Everyone knows that the bottom of the heart is also sinking at the same time. The wooden tower is like a mythical first general wooden tower...

Everyone's eyes turned to the young leader. What's his strange move to deal with such a god-like person?

To everyone's surprise, the red sandalwood closed his eyes slightly and said firmly, "It's hard."

Yes, fight hard, without any tricks, use the most primitive method, the most ferocious and the most arrogant method.

Unexpected, but in reason. For people like Muta, any strange move is useless. Instead of taking that risk, it is better to have the most bloody fight.

The clear eyes of red sandalwood suddenly looked at the front end of the desert, where there was a surging tide of people, and a murderous atmosphere surged.

Red sandalwood straightened its backbone, slowly walked through the generals, walked down the wooden platform, and walked to the front of the army.

The generals in the army also followed her, facing the fierce momentum in the distance, moving forward.

An iron color finally slowly approached them. She could clearly see the faces of each of them and the man in black in the front. His gray breath made people shudder.

"You're not dead." The army stopped, and the gray words were spit out without tone.

"I'm not dead." The cold voice was received like this.

"Real?" There is no happiness or unhappiness, just covering her with the boundless breath of death. "Well, let's continue the journey of death."

The red sandalwood stood still against this momentum, but the flag was raised in his hand, his eyes locked him tightly, and suddenly waved.

The soldiers who had already prepared in the back looked up to the sky and roared when the banner crossed the sky: "Kill!"

Hundreds of thousands of people rushed forward crazily.

The two soldiers handed over, and the banners were raised one after another, with swords and shadows, and blood stained with yellow sand.

On the battlefield of 400,000 people, the endless fighting sounds, fresh or lifeless faces, and the red sun stained by blood are fixed into a page of sad history.

"The Cang army is obviously stronger than us. We are not as many as the other, and our physical strength is far less than that of the Cang soldiers. We have been faintly defeated." With thousands of troops and horses, Xin Yan approached the red sandalwood with difficulty and said in a low voice.

How can the red sandalwood not be clear? The wooden tower is the god of war in the center of the Cang army. As long as he is there, they simply have the momentum of killing gods and Buddhas. The physical quality of the soldiers who left the country is not as good as theirs. Even if they have the will to fight in their hearts, they can't resist the truth after all.

With a whip waved away the leaning Cang army, the red sandalwood suddenly turned his head, flew over the head of countless soldiers, and fell on the wooden platform.

She strode to the war drum, raised the shoulder of the drummer with her left hand, grabbed the drumstick with her right hand, and exerted her strength with her left hand. The soldier had been thrown back before he could react.

Stand in front of the drum, hold the drum stick in your hand, and the iron and blood between the eyebrows are cold. At this moment, I can't see those limbs flying around under the enemy's sword, and I can't hear the sad howling of my companions, as if I were far away from the battlefield of fiasco. Yes, it's just the drum stick in my hand, the standing drum in front of me, and the only belief in my heart at this moment - victory!

No matter what price she pays, she absolutely can't afford to lose this war. Even if she doesn't leave a son, at the cost of her life, she will pull all the invaders to hell, all!

Slowly close your eyes, concentrate all the divine consciousness, and vaporize everything around you. Only - open your eyes in an instant - kill!

Hands up, stick down.