Chapter 173 Sad! Sad! Sad! Next

Chapter 173 Sad! Sad! Sad! ( Next)

Under the dim sunset, Zhou Yisheng's lonely shadow was pulled very long. More than 5,000 ghost soldiers of Yi guard quietly looked at Zhou Yisheng in the sunset one by one. They could not see his face, and their faces were full of sadness. Although they had been together for a short time, they had condensed because of several things, like a whole, in Only at the critical time can the extraordinary energy burst out, and only then can it be killed from the guard iron riders in the Qinguang Hall and create a great reputation.

Decline! There is only one idea left in Zhou Yisheng's mind. Their emotions are as heavy as mountains, and they are heavy in the hearts of any person who does not belong to this whole.

"Are you depressed? Are you sad?" Invading strange emotions, Zhou Yisheng only felt as if something was going to explode in his heart. He was very depressed and had an idea that he would not spit it out, and he couldn't help shouting.

A silence! There are no words. A few days ago, it was still a real rabble. It was Zhou Yisheng who forced them to seize the heavenly city with fewer enemies. Since then, their morale has been strong and it has been temporarily twisted into a rope. Now at a critical time, the most unpopular Pingzi camp in the six battalions actually stood up and formed a death squad. Fighting with death, like a moth fighting against the fire, it is so weak in the face of the iron horse, but it blocked the momentum of the impact and gave them vitality. At that moment, the hearts of the Sixth Battalion gathered together unprecedentedly and became a real part of each other as a whole. There were no Sixth Battalion, only brothers.

Although he took his prestige from the Qinguang Hall, he came all the way in fear. The morale of Yi Junwei, who lost soldiers, fell to the extreme, and the shadow of death has been shrouded. If it goes on like this, it may collapse directly and there will be another defection again! At this moment, Zhou Yisheng came out of the city to welcome them, and he was enough.

"No! We are not depressed! We are never sad either. No! We are not depressed! We are never sad..." The ghost took the lead in shouting, and the voices of Yi Junwei behind him gathered neatly, roaring and constantly repeating. At this moment, no matter what the morale was, they raised their spirits.

"Have you been defeated? No! You are all my heroes, and you are proud of, because you have invaded the Qinguang Hall. How many heroes have had your feats throughout the ages, which is enough to go down in history. Although the dead dissipated in hell, they died in a place. What could be more bold and pleasant than the horse's shroud and the battlefield? Isn't this the fate of the soldiers? Do you want to live mediocrely and die in Wen**? What is more valuable than this honor when recalling its predecessor? With the environment, although a speech is simple, sometimes it is touching enough to say it. Obviously, Zhou Yisheng's words, combined with his passionate fighting spirit, infected these declines.

One by one, their pale faces showed a blush, their lips only trembling, goose bumps fell to the ground, and they were so excited that they couldn't speak.

"You have experienced a great test of life and death and have grown into a real elite. From then on, in the sky of hell, I will take you to create one history after another..." Zhou Yisheng continued to incite the emotions of the declining soldiers below. Obviously, he wants to establish the invincible belief in the hearts of these ghost soldiers, that is, to give him They brainwashed, completely obeyed him, and then created the most horrible army (note: not the strongest combat effectiveness, but the most horrible, because the fanatics are not strong in combat effectiveness, but they are not afraid of anything, so they are very horrible)

"Vow to follow the commander to the death and flatten all obstacles." A wry smile appeared on Gui Mingyang's face, and he raised his arms high. The six battalions behind him followed him one after another, and their morale was extremely excited for a while.

Under Zhou Yisheng's inflammatory words, the Sixth Battalion experienced another great life and death and completely changed their appearance. Although their clothes are not neat and consistent, their awe-instigious murderous spirit and the huge power that invisibly superimposed after their hearts are integrated will shock the people or troops who will meet this team in the future. How short is it from the rabble to the establishment of faith and the formation of unified combat effectiveness?

Ghost Mingyang and Zhou Yisheng walked a long way before stopping. They only followed a few cronies, including Zhou Yi, Zhou Dachui, Ghost Head, and Yu Xiaobao, who went to a life-and-death battlefield. At this time, Yu Xiaobao no longer had the image of a weak and handsome young man at the beginning. Instead, his eyes were restrained and looked very calm. Duo, when he saw Zhou Yisheng, he really wanted to come up to ask for a fake shooting method. It was not enough to watch him talk sneaky with the ghost, and he didn't disturb him, but just watched quietly.

Zhou Dachui is an honest person, not enough but not a fool. Zhou Yisheng asked him to protect Yu Xiaobao. Although he did not know the specific identity of Yu Xiaobao, he must be a noble son. After entering the battlefield, one ghost broke away several times. Yu Xiaobao was in danger. He was not afraid of Yu Xiaobao's black case. He laughed and touched it with his elbows. He touched Yu Xiaobao and said, "Xiaobao! Will you sue your master?"

"Hmm! You think I'm you! I know what you think. I'm not such a stingy person. Things on the battlefield are changing rapidly. You think you're working hard to take care of me. Besides, I really complain. I can only be punished myself. Don't worry, I know the master is very fair. Yu Xiaobao looked at Zhou Dachui sideways. Sometimes he was really cute, but sometimes he was a little too nagging.

"The sledgehammer! You have to learn from me. You are an honest person and shouldn't think about anything else. You can do whatever the general asks you to do. Look at the old man, he just thinks too much. Now he is locked up and gets nothing. This man should do it. The general issued an order and died if he didn't obey. Zhou Yi said half jokingly that it was obviously a very happy thing to tease this week's sledgehammer.

The ghost wiped his cold sweat. Although Zhou Yisheng would call him no matter what secret things he did, he himself thought that he was not Zhou Yisheng's direct trusted, so he had been walking on thin ice. Now looking at them joking happily, he was slightly envious, but he also had his own persistence. Look to one side.

"I said big head! Don't be as hard as a donkey. What's wrong with following the leader? If you are not bound by a grass king, can the prince really give you power? Or do you think he will take a fancy to you and then reuse you? Zhou Yi patted the ghost on the shoulder, obviously knowing what the brother was thinking, and said with regret.

The ghost head is always silent and only feels guilty for Zhou Yisheng. If he surrenders to a prince, even if he goes to the knife mountain and goes to the oil pot, he will not reveal any news about you.

"Forget it! Everyone has their own aspirations and can't be forced." Yu Xiaobao smiled and had no expression on his face. The bright silver gun in his hand shook a gun flower and buzzed, as if it were a big bell ringing in the depths of the mountains, and a series of bells echoed in the valley. This hand shows what a training place the battlefield is.

Suddenly, several ghosts calmed down and fell into their own minds.

"What are you going to do next!" Gui Mingyang sat on a big stone, and his eyes were full of fatigue. Obviously, he is not so fond of war now.

"Your sister is in Tianxiong City, and I have fought with her and lost miserably." Zhou Yisheng recalled the scene in the imperial building. Obviously, those merchants died unjustly, and they didn't even know who they died in. I have to say that they had calculated for a lifetime, and it was very sad when they were dying. For those merchants, Zhou Yisheng's heart did not fluctuate at all. The only thing that made him fluctuate was Lu Xiaoyu, who only looked at her body. Duan and listening to her voice knew that this person had a graceful posture and a face that harmed the country and the people. It was blown out by such a woman's palm, and there were no pimples in his heart.

"Ah! Why is she here?" The ghost who is not afraid of heaven and earth is moved. His sister is the sharp flesh of his heart. She really has the feeling of being afraid of melted in his mouth and holding it in the palm of his hand. Suddenly, she appeared in the heavenly city, making him feel that something will happen to his little sister that he should protect. He pulled Zhou Yisheng's clothes and asked eagerly. "Is there something wrong with her? Tell me!"

Zhou Yisheng gently pushed away the famous hand and stared at the handsome face that made him a little jealous. After looking at it for a long time, he said, "Your sister is fine, but I have something to do. She beat me up. What do you think about this account?" Zhou Yisheng's tone was heavy and sounded very angry.

If it is at ordinary times, perhaps the ghost can easily guess that Zhou Yisheng is joking, but now his heart has been completely messed up because of the arrival of the person he cares about most. He replied without thinking, "She hit you. You hit me back!" After saying that, he lowered his head and waited for Zhou Yisheng's revenge.

"Forget it! If there is a problem with your head, who else will give me advice?" Zhou Yisheng waved his hand, obviously without any intention of taking action. Suddenly, he meditated for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, and suddenly asked, "What do you think we should do next?"

"Next, enter the city and make the triumphant ceremony bigger and grander, so that the whole world knows the existence of Yi Junwei." The ghost famous looked back at Zhou Yisheng with burning eyes and swept away the previous decadence, and his whole body immediately felt tall.

He doesn't want to take revenge on his Lu family! I want to brighten his muscles, but although Yi Junwei is strong, it is too little to make a big sensation! Zhou Yisheng also thought about it. The ceremony of entering the city was big, and more than 5,000 ghost soldiers of Yi's guards entered the city. If there is a little unreasonableness, I'm afraid it will become a big joke! On the contrary, it will hit the morale gathered by the previous sneak attack on Qin Guangdian.

"When did I become shrinking? Besides, I'm not in this hell. If I mess it up, I can go at any time!" Zhou Yisheng patted his head and suddenly woke up. He decided to make a big bet and said to the ghost, "Okay! We have done it. Since we are going to hold a ceremony to enter the city, we will make the most grand and heaviest. Although there are no other audience, we will also use the mouths of the people in the city to spread all over the world. Looking back a hundred years later, you can also find the glory of Yi Junwei.

Zhou Yisheng can't help but want to weave a huge network. This network really tolerates everything! What will happen then? It is still unknown, but you can imagine the vastness of it.