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Lu Ji kicked the corpse in front of him away.
The half-indented head of the corpse was connected to the wound with only skin and flesh. With her kick, the corpse turned over and pressed the head underneath, while warm blood continued to spray out. Lu Ji bent down and tore off a piece of rag and wiped the dirt from the **** shoes.
“I’ve been on tenterhooks just now.”
After wiping, she threw the rag aside.
The cold murderous intention that had been immersed in the army all year round softened his eyebrows and added a bit of a relaxed smile. He said to Gong Shuwu: "I'm afraid that the enemy's ambush will appear somewhere, which will be troublesome. Fortunately, Wu Yun Changlong, everything goes well."
Lu Ji and others successfully intercepted and killed the soldiers and horses transporting grain in the Northern Desert.
The number of baggage and the scale of the troops and horses were completely consistent with the intelligence intercepted previously. The strength of the grain supervisor general was two levels higher than what Gong Shuwu had judged. It seems that Beimo is really interested in this batch of food and grass. The route here is remote and heavily protected.
However, no matter how sophisticated the layout is, it cannot bridge the gap in strength.
It is even less able to withstand dimensionality reduction attacks at the intelligence level.
The enemy is in the open and we are in the dark. We ambush intentionally but not intentionally.
The loss of our own troops and horses is still within expectation.
Gong Shuwu reluctantly suppressed the stronger reaction in his heart and seemed a little absent-minded. At this moment, he knew that he could not make a rational judgment: "Zhizong, how do you think this batch of food and grass should be dealt with?"
Lu Ji put away the heavy hammer on his shoulder.
“To poison, or to pour heavy fire and oil on it and burn it on the spot.”
She had been paying attention to Gong Shuwu's spirit. The latter's state was not right. When she realized this, the relief in her heart disappeared and was replaced by caution: "We can't take this food and grass away, and we can't leave it behind." Northern Desert.”
Destroy is the wisest way to deal with it.
Gong Shuwu said: "Pour poison."
The sound of burning oil is too loud.
The concentrated burning of grain and grass on such a large scale is tantamount to setting up a beacon tower to warn the other side of the Northern Desert. It can easily reveal one's position. It is better to poison directly, which will cause less noise and quick results.
Lu Ji nodded and made a gesture to the deputy general.
The soldiers and horses brought out by Gong Shuwu were all elite, and they were specially trained to restrain the usual tactics of the Northern Desert. He had devoted four or five years of hard work to this end. The order was given, and the soldiers carried out it in an orderly manner. Each bag of grain and grass was cut open and sprayed with highly toxic liquid. After finishing this, only half the time of burning incense has passed. The army spontaneously gathered into a regular formation and left quietly.
At this moment, the night is getting dark.
The scribes accompanying the army used words to form formations to absorb the sound, so the army did not make any unnecessary noise as it moved forward. Even a person with sharp ears and eyes would find it difficult to hear any unusual movement if he listens with his ears instead of seeing with his eyes. Gong Shuwu led his troops to kill two groups of Northern Desert soldiers and horses. Although the soldiers and horses were not exhausted, it was not suitable to continue fighting. Lu Ji then proposed to approach the camp.
The safety is higher if you are close to the main camp.
If you run into trouble, you won’t be alone.
Gong Shuwu nodded coldly with a grim expression.
No one except him knew how fast his heart was beating in his chest at the moment. The speed and force were so fast that he couldn't help but suspect that his heart would jump out of his throat.
ˆBang bang bang bang—
The heartbeat is getting faster and faster!
Finally, he tightened the reins sharply.
Gong Shuwu didn't know how ugly his face looked at this moment.
The war horse braked sharply. Gong Shuwu tightened the reins and controlled the horse to turn its head, blurting out: "You can't go this way!"
There is no brain thought at all, everything is instinctive.
Since they were on their way back to camp, the army was surprised and puzzled, but no one raised any objections. It was possible that the scouts ahead had discovered something, and they were all ready to change direction. It happened that at this juncture, Lu Ji's ears caught something.
She summoned a double hammer and looked up at the sky.
Holded: "Something is coming down!"
Other generals also responded quickly.
Look up to raise your head, be on guard.
Only Yu Zi suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her eyes were about to burst.
She stared at the object falling from the sky without blinking an eye. The hands holding the reins were shaking uncontrollably, and he was gritting his teeth to prevent himself from making a sad sound. Gong Shuwu stepped on the saddle, leaped high, and used a strong palm to catch the falling object.
The falling object is an individual.
A man with obvious bruises on his neck and a weird twist.
Anyone who knows a little bit knows that this man's neck was crushed by an outsider's strong finger force, and no cervical vertebrae survived. Without the support of his bones, his head turned downward at a strange angle. His eyes were still open, as if there was still lingering light in his eyes, filled with endless attachment to the world. Judging by his attire, he was a scout. Judging from his appearance and characteristics, he was a scout from Shiwu.
Yu Zi didn’t know when she ran to Gong Shuwu’s side.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Who killed him?"
The scout has lost his breath.
The corpse still retains the temperature of a normal person.
Obviously he was killed not long ago.
Gong Shuwu put the scout's body down. At this time, two more corpses fell from the sky, and they died in the same way.
Snap and clean, killing with one blow.
Gong Shuwu’s eyes were fixed on the dark night.
Raised his hand to form a weapon: "Get out!"
At the end of the horizon, dots of fire rose and fell like stars, gathering in their direction. Gong Shuwu knew without looking that these were soldiers and horses from the Northern Desert, and their general took the first step to kill his own scouts and retaliated with the corpses of the scouts as a provocation!
Yu Zi withdrew her gaze from the corpse.
The vaguely red eyes were full of cold and murderous intent.
In the empty sky, a stream of martial energy accelerated and fell to the ground. With a bang, the streamer fell to the ground and stirred up a strong wind of yellow sand. The ground also trembled under this pressure, and it was like a victorious dragon turning over. A figure walked out of the yellow sand.
As the yellow sand flies away and fades away, the figures gradually become clearer.
Gong Shuwu's expression gradually changed from solemn and alert, to confusion, astonishment, shock and endless disappointment, and finally settled on unwavering indifference. Although the warrior who walked out of the yellow sand was only mature and perseverant, without the immaturity of a young boy, that face was one that Gong Shuwu had seen frequently in his dreams and was familiar to his bones.
He could recognize the other person with just one glance.
But, precisely because of this, he was even more disappointed.
The three scouts were all killed by this person.
His nephew, Gong Cheng.
The snow-white baby who was lying in swaddling clothes, being coaxed in his arms, sucking his fingers and giggling, has grown into what he is now. If his eldest brother was still alive, he didn't know whether he would be more relieved or heartbroken: "Gong Yunchi—"
He and his elder brother have been thinking about the word Yunchi for a long time.
Gong Cheng did not expect that his identity would be revealed.
However, I’m not too surprised.
Many people under Shen Youli's account have seen him.
He only needed to take a look at the **** battles of Gong Shuwu and others to know that the heavy troops and horses could not be saved, and there was no need to support them. Gong Cheng's eyes fell on Gong Shuwu, who was wearing a visor, with only a pair of resolute eyes showing on his face.
He asked casually: "What happened to that batch of grain and grass?"
Yu Zi said bitterly: "It's ruined!"
Gong Shuwu stretched out his long arms and blocked Yu Zi back. One of the three dead scouts was Yu Zi's personal guard, whom she bought from the Shiwu Slave Trading Market. At that time, he was dying and didn't look like he would survive. Yu Zi found a doctor for him and left the rest to fate.
Yu Zi originally wanted to transfer him to her side.
However, he refused.
Until today, in front of the death array.
No matter how powerful the scout was, he couldn't hide it from the 18th-level concubine chief, let alone survive the opponent's killing move, so he died.
Gong Cheng didn't care who he killed. Not only him, but other brave warriors would not ask the other person's name or where he lived before killing someone. Yu Zi's emotions could not arouse him at all: "Grain and grass." Destroyed? Was it burned?"
If he burns grain and grass, he will be late by more than half a minute.
I didn’t waste any time on my way.
The only thing to blame is that the intelligence here in Beimo is too slow.
Gong Shuwu said: "It was not burned, it was just poisoned."
This was said to Gong Cheng, but his eyes kept falling on the soldiers and horses brought by Gong Cheng. Judging from the distance of the fire, it would take some time for the Northern Desert soldiers and horses to march in full force. If we want to have a chance, we can only leave people behind to stop Gong Yunchi.
If we wait for reinforcements from the Northern Desert to arrive—
Our own soldiers and horses are afraid that this place will be ruined.
with With WithBeimo Mo to Team Fight? These thoughts lingered in Gong Shuwu's mind, and he made a decision: "Gong Yunchi, I have some connections with your fathers and others, and I know something about your Gong family."
Gong Cheng frowned and looked at Gong Shuwu.
Since he decided to help Brother Tude repay his kindness, he knew that he would inevitably meet an "acquaintance", and he was prepared to be pointed at and scolded by the other party for being an unworthy descendant. However, when these words came out of Gong Shuwu's mouth, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
“Senior, what do you want to say?”
Gong Cheng suppressed the strangeness and sourness in his heart.
Sighed: "Want to clean up the house for Gong?"
Gong Shuwu shook his head and rejected this statement.
"I am not a member of the Gong family, so what qualifications do I have to clean up the family for the Gong family? As long as you have a clear conscience for your choice, be worthy of heaven and earth, and be worthy of the ancestors, what can I, an outsider, say?" Gong Shuwu has no hatred for his nephew. , because he has not experienced the hardships that Gong Cheng has suffered over the years and cannot empathize with him. Naturally, he is not qualified to criticize him as an uncle. As an adult, Gong Cheng can take full responsibility for his own choices, as long as he doesn't regret it!
Gong Shuwu’s words were beyond Gong Cheng’s expectation.
The tone was gentle: "Are you trying to express love?"
It’s not that we can’t be accommodating.
As long as it’s not too obvious.
Gong Cheng’s words came from the bottom of his heart. After all, it didn’t take a day or two for him to destroy them, so he said: “It’s okay to kill half and let go half.”
No matter how messed up they are, they can’t all be let go.
But Gong Shuwu had a different taste in his ears. He looked at his unfamiliar nephew in front of him, his eyes calm with disappointment: "I want to ask for advice, Chief Gong!"
Gong Shuwu opened his mouth to invite a fight.
Gong Cheng had no choice but to respond.
This is based on the most basic respect for brave warriors.
However, Gong Cheng still had to remind him.
"You are not my opponent. Even if you delay with your life, how many moves can you make to delay them?" In the face of the absolute gap in strength, these words are cruel and very realistic. If Gong Cheng was serious about it, Gong Shuwu could only parry five moves and he would die!
Gong Shuwu sneered: "You don't have to worry about it! Life and death are determined by fate. If you can die here in battle, you can also smile at Jiuquan!"
He ordered Lu Ji to retreat with his troops.
His eyes were fixed on Gong Cheng for a moment.
Gong Cheng said: "Why bother?"
It won't take long for the Northern Desert pursuers to catch up.
Gong Shuwu's actions cannot change the outcome.
Lu Ji's eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with grief and anger, but he still gritted his teeth and accepted the order, and pulled Yu Zi up to mount his horse.
“Withdraw!”
The army evacuates, and [the general's five virtues] are added to his body.
Although the five virtues do not appear together, there are still four ways.
There are not many literary scholars who can achieve this level. Gong Cheng glanced at the source, and when he met Yu Zi's fierce and cold eyes, he said: "It's very outstanding, but it's a pity."
Because they started late, there were few female scribes, and even fewer of them were outstanding. The Yu Zi in front of me was obviously one of them.
It is indeed a pity to die tonight.
He did not attack Gong Shuwu first.
Gong Shuwu didn't take any action, but his momentum increased at an abnormal speed, and soon broke through the upper limit of the top among the thirteenth level, and was still climbing up.
Gong Cheng said: "Secret technique?"
This kind of thing is basically trying to keep the bottom of the box.
Even if Gong Cheng can't kill the killer, people will never survive that kind of thing. Gong Shuwu did not respond. The energy of heaven and earth around him formed a vortex with him as the center, triggering a hurricane, and nearby rocks and land were also swept up into the sky. On the other hand, Gong Shuwu's face was flushed and his skin was abnormally hot. The underwear under the armor was quickly soaked with sweat and dried by the heat.
One wet session, one dry session.
Wisps of dense blood mist emerged from under the armor.
Finally, Gong Shuwu's momentum stopped at the peak of his fifteenth grade. He raised his hand to grab it, and gathered the sword in his palm. The blade is sharp, cutting iron like clay: "Yunchi, are you afraid of ghosts?"
His voice sounded much lower and hoarse than before.
Both the voice and the accent are somewhat familiar.
Gong Cheng didn't understand why he asked this. He just thought he was stalling for time and said in a good temper: "There are no ghosts in this world. Even if there are, ghosts will turn around and run away when they see me."
Gong Shuwu laughed heartily.
"Not afraid? Hahaha, just don't be afraid!" Gong Shuwu's next words surprised Gong Cheng. He was so surprised that he didn't even bother to agree to retreat. He changed the direction of the march halfway, divided his troops into two groups, and attacked the north in an arc from both sides. The elite of the desert soldiers and horses, "Let me see, the warrior's intention can only be activated once in a lifetime!"
What does it mean to be a warrior?
Just four words aroused Gong Cheng's interest.
The meaning of a warrior is different from the way of a scribe. The former can only be understood with a certain chance between life and death. It can be said to be one of the highest honors of a brave warrior. Gong Cheng has come into contact with so many brave warriors over the years, but he can count them all on one hand with the intention of being a warrior.
What does it mean to be a warrior?
Can only be activated once?
【Be born to be a great person! 】
Gong Shuwu's seven orifices dripped with winding traces of blood.
【Death is also a ghost hero! 】
It’s the winter solstice again ヾ(ゞ)
I had a great time cooking two bowls of sesame glutinous rice **** today!
【I can’t imagine the calories, but as long as I close my eyes and don’t think about it, I will treat it as zero fat and zero sugar】
Although the sun was out, the temperature was still below freezing. The keyboard was made of aluminum. Turning on the heater couldn't save my almost frozen fingers, so I decided to change my keyboard.
PS: I will probably be finished in July or September. The beginning of the new book is already being revised, but the heroine’s name will still be replaced by XX.
What surname do you want this time?
PPS: Yesterday I took out my commonly used mobile phone card and put it back in. Then the default traffic used by my phone was Tianjin Unicom card. This card only has basic phone calls every month. Today I found that the data exceeded the limit by more than 4900 MB, which cost me fifty...