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Chapter 185 Chapter 185: Chaos in Xiaocheng City (25) 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

"Where do you think that barbarian settled two people of unknown origin?" The bearded man sat in his tent, took off his heavy armor under the service of soldiers, opened his chest, shirtless, and posed in front of him. Basin full of water.

The messenger soldier bent over to reply.

"Yes, it was specially arranged by the major general."

Bearded man: "Did he say anything?"

Send a letter to the soldier: "The major general said that it is cleaner over there, even if there is an enemy attack at night, it will not disturb the two distinguished guests, it is safe."

The bearded man suddenly sneered.

Contemptuously: "A barbarian is a barbarian. If you are self-willed and have no sense of the big picture, what else is left besides brute force?"

The messenger soldier is a private part of the bearded man.

Following the words of the bearded man, he said: "The general is right, the young general is really messing around this time, do you want to tell..."

The bearded man raised his hand to stop.

He said: "No, it's not a day or two for the old guy to be partial to this bastard. Even if I said it, I was the one who was reprimanded in the end. Don't worry about this matter. If something happens, just let the old guy see his baby." What is it?"

The messenger soldier pursed his lips and lowered his head.

The "old man" that the general in front of him was talking about was none other than his own father, who was also the chief culprit who gave all kinds of privileges to the barbarian youth regardless.It's just that the soldier is the private tribe of the bearded man, not the old general's.

In private, these disrespectful names can only be overheard and forgotten, not daring to reveal a word, otherwise the whole family will die.

The bearded man didn't even look at the cowardly look of the messenger soldier bowing his head and shrugging his shoulders. He opened his arms slightly, and the concubine, who was pretending to be a soldier, twisted the cloth towel and squatted down to help him wipe his stinky upper body.Wherever the wet towel passes, the stuffiness and stickiness will be wiped away.

The concubine brought the ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Looking at the red marks on the joints worn by the string, he said distressedly: "Oh...why does the general have to suffer so much? No matter how much credit you make, won't you be snatched away by that person in the end?"

Although the weather is getting colder now, even if you don't leave your armor all day long, you still smell of sweat all over your body, and the armor's tether can strangle your skin through the inner lining.That "barbarian" wears shoulder armor and skirt armor as armor, as casually as if he came to an outing banquet.

If you were someone else, you would have been scolded long ago.

It's the youth's turn, but there's nothing wrong with it.

Who doesn't know that the old general is so eccentric?

The bearded man touched his concubine's delicate and smooth hands, closed his eyes and enjoyed the process of gently applying the medicine, and sneered: "What can I do? Who would let the old things get lost at the end of the day, and make such a savage with a savage woman, People are talented..."

If Xiaocheng was captured, that barbarian deserves the credit; if Xiaocheng cannot be captured, [-]% to [-]% of the responsibility is his.

"He is very talented, and you are not bad." She bent over and picked up the untied armor one by one, and put them on the shelf one by one. The whole set was not very heavy and was close to thirty pounds. Armor? Wearing this big guy all day, isn’t it tiring?”

The bearded man put his feet, which had been stuffy all night, into the icy cold water, and the coolness spread all over his body, causing goosebumps to appear on his back.He sighed, rubbed the soles of his feet, and sneered without raising his head: "What does a woman know?"

Warriors with bravery can transform armor, but armor cannot be maintained for a long time, and it consumes a lot of martial energy.As for martial energy, it doesn't matter how much it is when it's okay, and it doesn't matter if it's wasted at critical moments.

Under normal circumstances, generals wear armor at all times.

In case of unexpected emergencies.

It's just these women who don't understand anything and only want to be light, and that barbarian will think that with the armor, there is no need to wear armor.The bearded man took a simple bath under the service of his concubine, and his mood improved a lot, and seeing the beauty under the lamp...

"Beauty, come!"

He smiled and licked his dry lips, wrapped his arms around him, and carried his concubine into the back of the screen.Not to mention, wearing the clothes of this little soldier on the concubine's body is indeed quite tasteful.

Not long after, there was a strange movement from the tent that made people blush and think about it.A concubine knows how to be ashamed and wants to suppress her, but a man with a beard doesn't care, he can do as he pleases.

The guards outside the tent could hear it clearly.

Look at the nose with the eyes, and watch the heart with the nose.

Even if the old general repeatedly reprimanded his son for bringing a woman to the battlefield for fun, this one just forgot and didn't take the old father's words to heart.The guards didn't even dare to remind the bad guy, this guy is not easy to talk to.

As time went by, he attacked the city and seized the land all the way, beating the enemy to the ground, begging for mercy again and again.

He smiled and prepared to take a short break to directly attack the enemy's main camp and win the battle in one fell swoop. Just as he was blowing the horn for the final general attack, a short, sharp, high-pitched voice came from outside the tent, which startled him One slip.

"presumptuous!"

Turn off the fire halfway!
Annoyed, he got up and left the battlefield.

He casually closed his clothes, his face was still livid and angry after being frightened, and his eyes stared at the person who interrupted him with fire.

Unexpectedly, the soldiers who sent the letter said out of breath: "Big, big things are not good-the rear camp, the direction of the rear camp is on fire!!!
After the bearded man heard it clearly, he suddenly widened his big copper bell eyes, grabbed the collar of the messenger soldier, lifted him up and approached him and asked, "What! What did you say was a fire?"

The messenger soldier pointed to the direction outside the tent.

Before he could catch his breath, the bearded man was angry and anxious, he threw away the messenger soldier and strode out of the tent.

Seeing a burst of noise coming from the direction of the rear camp, the fire has grown into a large scale in just a few breaths, and people running in a panic can still be seen vaguely.

"What happened?"

He growled at the captured soldiers.

"Or is the enemy attacking at night?"

The soldiers who were captured did not know.

Not only him, even the guards outside the main tent didn't know the specific situation.All this happened so suddenly, if it wasn't for the messenger soldiers rushing over, they wouldn't even be able to react.

When did the enemy sneak in?
When did the attack happen?
How many people?

Not at all.

Even the soldiers near the rear camp didn't know, they only knew that suddenly, the frightened cattle and sheep were on fire, and they rushed in all directions regardless, and the wooden fence was smashed like paper.

The nearby camps suffered.

One rush and one collapse!

In the camp, the soldiers who had already slept in their clothes uttered short and shrill screams, and they lost their lives only in time to feel the pain.

Some soldiers wanted to kill them with weapons, but they underestimated the speed and strength of these frightened cattle and sheep.

Those soldiers who were overwhelmed were knocked to the ground, their hoofs were trampled on their heads, and the sound of ribs breaking was clearly audible.

Cracked sternum with one foot, and went to hell with the other!

The fighting power of the cattle is not bad, and those sheep are not bad either.

Their hair is thicker and thicker than that of cattle, and their fire is more powerful. Wherever they rush, they will bring the flames.The rebel soldiers are in a hurry...

It is necessary to fight the fire and control these animals.

It's just that they have no leader, and they failed to control these frightened cattle and sheep in the first place, so they are destined to run wild in an uncontrollable direction when they really disperse.

The bearded man came wearing a martial armor, and the flames were already raging into the sky.

All food and supplies are in the fire!

Looking at this scene, his eyes were tearing apart.

"He Fangxiao is young, offend my camp!"

His spirit sank to his dantian, his voice was like a torrent of thunder, and the might of a brave fighter spread out in all directions like a wave.

With a gun in his hand, he shot through the madly running cow!
With such a big impact, his lower body took root and did not move.

With a loud shout, the muscles in his arms twitched.

One shot lifts the dying cow and throws it away.

The cow was bleeding profusely, fell heavily on the ground and raised dust, moved its limbs, and soon lost its breath.But the move of the bearded man could not stop the other crazy cattle and sheep, and the fire spread at an extremely fast speed as they ran wildly.

"Thief! Come out and die!"

The bearded man had red eyes.

This scene was something he never expected.

As for the "thief who attacked at night" in his mouth, there is not even a figure. He is roaring angrily here, more like impotent rage.

"This... this is really..."

In the dark, Zhai Le stared at this scene dumbfounded.

They wanted to use these cattle and sheep to make a fuss, but they were just poisoning them!It's not that they don't want the fire attack to cause civil strife in the rebel camp, but they don't have supplies, so it's very difficult to execute.But I didn't expect that the cattle and sheep were collectively set on fire in just a short nap.

Bright sparks fell from the sky all over the sky.

After a few breaths, the situation got completely out of control.

This also means that there is a second force in the dark!

Zhai Le said: "Brother, it's definitely Brother Shen and the others!"

That's the only goal I can think of right now.

Zhai Huan took his cousin's arm, preparing to sneak out of the rebel camp in the chaos.Regardless of whether it was Shen Tang or not, and no matter how they did it, once these soldiers suppressed the chaotic situation, it would be their brothers who would be liquidated in the end.

They are here to make trouble, not to die.

It's better to go before everyone reacts!

Boom!
Amidst the flames, a dark green martial energy shot out!

Zhai Le pulled his cousin behind him with his backhand, and raised his hand to form a large shield as tall as a man.Unexpectedly, the strange martial energy was coming fiercely, and the strength forced him to take half a step back before he managed to stabilize his figure.

He was horrified, and in the next second he also transformed into a martial armor, a large shield turned into a weapon, and stepped forward to meet him!

clang!
Almost at the same moment, the giant knife slashed down!

Zhai Huan and Zhai Le are brothers who cooperate with each other tacitly, almost at the same time as being pulled back, he made a move to motivate Wen Xin.

The two joined forces and knocked back the person with one blow.

When the visitor stood still, Zhai Le was surprised: "It's you?"

The visitor only wore one side of shoulder armor, half of skirt armor, and snake-patterned wristbands on his arms. There was no trace of protective measures for other vital parts of his body.Isn't it the young man who had a good talk with Brother Shen not long ago?
Although the young man was repelled, he still looked calm.

He asked: "It was you two who attacked the camp at night?"

Zhai Le didn't want to say much.

It's just that his expression has become more dignified.

The young man hadn't yet transformed into a martial armor, and he didn't even wear the Warrior Talisman around his waist, but he felt an unspeakable oppression from the casual standing posture of the other party.This kind of oppression is heavier than Captain Yang!

You must know that Yang Duwei is already the tenth class Zuoshu chief!

Could it be that the young man in front of him who was not much older than him was still above the tenth rank?He gripped his weapon tightly, his heart beating like a drum.

I know there will be a fierce battle tonight!
He said, "So what?"

The young man tilted his head, and his long hair, which was tied into a bunch of braids, swayed with his movements, which seemed a bit playful.But the words that come out of the mouth have nothing to do with the word "playful".He raised the long knife with the pattern of twin snakes intertwined and pointed it at Zhai Le.

He sneered: "Then suffer!"

After the words fell, his feet hit the ground, his figure was so fast that he almost left behind an afterimage, and with the long knife in his hand, he slashed towards Zhai Le with a majestic light.Zhai Le's hands were numb with the force of a huge wave hitting his head, and his weapon hummed unbearably.

The huge air wave from the intersecting weapons overturned the nearby camps.

The young man looked at it and raised his eyebrows: "Yo, it's not bad!"

To put it lightly, even the armor didn't come out.

When martial arts fighters confront each other, the absence of martial armor is not only the contempt of one side for the other, but also means that there is a huge gap in strength between the two sides.This realization made Zhai Le's expression turn cold.

He exhaled secretly to ease the pain in the tiger's mouth.

The strength of the youth is stronger than that of Gong Shuwu who had fought against him before.Zhai Le was also puzzled by one thing. With such a brave warrior sitting in the town, why didn't this group of rebels take Xiaocheng yet?

Zhai Huan's face was calm, and raising his hand was a calm and imposing Wenxinyanling, and by the way, he raised his sword and wiped the neck of the soldier who was trying to sneak attack, and reminded in a deep voice: "Ale, don't panic, don't be disturbed by him. "

Zhai Le naturally also knew this truth.

Luck resists the power and oppression of youth.

In the blink of an eye, the young man charged towards him with incomparable aura, the dark green martial aura surging around his body faintly condensed into a vague giant python, which opened its bloody mouth at him, and its fangs popped out.

clang clang-

Zhai Le rose violently to meet the enemy.

The two fought fiercely, and the weapons sparked everywhere.

Not long after, Zhai Le's weapon was overwhelmed with several cracks, and it only needed two more blows to shatter, and the shoulder armor was covered with a cracked mottled black and white style.It was this literary spirit that protected him, otherwise he would end up with a broken arm at the lightest.

The young man clicked his tongue and said, "It's not fair."

Zhai Le's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Is this even fair?
The cracked tiger's mouth was dripping with blood, soaking the entire palm, flowing slowly along the weapon, and falling to the ground tick-tock.

The young man said: "I also want to find a literary scholar."

Zhai Le's expression changed.

At this time, the young man turned his head and shouted to the side.

He said, "Mama, help me!"

Zhai Huan's heart skipped a beat.

I am also really afraid that the young people will call for help.

only--

When the person who came out of that corner came into their sight, both Zhai Le and Zhai Huan were startled.

without him—

The "Mama" in the youth's mouth turned out to be their acquaintance.

It is also Shen Tang whose position is unknown at the moment.

Shen Youli!
There is also a Qishan who doesn't have a high sense of presence standing beside him.

For a moment, brothers Zhai Huan and Zhai Le, Shen Tang Qishan, and the young man stood in a triangle, and the atmosphere was extremely dignified.

Zhai Le looked anxiously, and opened his mouth: "Brother Shen..."

Accidentally pulled the wound on his chest, a little iron smell rose up.

Shen Tang had no expression on his face, but held the bright and beautiful long sword in his hand, and turned his gaze from Brother Zhai Le to the young man.

Zhai Le was in a bad mood: "..."

Could it be that brother Shen is real...

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　　Tip: The master of the word spirit is very good at fighting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)