Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 109 Wind!wind!wind!
The setting sun hung on the top of the mountain, shining red.

In the wilderness outside the city, the cicadas were singing and there was only one flag flying in the wind. Two thousand soldiers were holding guns and knives, looking nervously at the tower. I'm not afraid, but I heard that only two thousand of them are going to attack Gansha, Guazhou, and even Yujian Pass.

Two thousand to fifty thousand... It's almost fatal.

On the city floor.

Sitting on the chair, Li Anfu was at his limit as the main general to stick to Guangwei. When the reinforcements arrived, whether he could regain the lost ground or not, he would have a lot of credit for it.

At this moment, thinking back to agreeing to the request of the two priests this afternoon, I felt a little regretful.

If the recovery of the lost land fails, the Juqi people will definitely sweep over again, then this Guangwei will definitely not be able to hold on, and the merits of the mouth may become a great success, the loss of soldiers and generals, and the ability to spend their old age in peace are all due to the virtues of the ancestors.

'I shouldn't have said so easily. '

Li Anfu clasped the armrest with his fingers, and glanced at Yun He, the Taoist priest of the Tianshi Mansion, who was sitting next to him. He was about to speak when the sound of horseshoes came from below. Unspeakable might.

The chief general couldn't help but frowned and hissed, "When did this small school under my command have such power?" '

On the side, Yun He saw his thoughts, stroked his beard and smiled and said: "General Li, don't worry, this captain is no longer what he used to be, but there is Chen Daoyou who invited a god to help him."

"Then...then I'll take a look."

To be honest, Li Anfu was not at ease after all. He looked at the wilderness below the city, and the knight leading the soldiers rode directly to the mound that served as the commander's platform.

"Throw down all the flags, and all the soldiers will only take two days of rations, and no weapons such as spears. Pack lightly!"

There seemed to be a flash of light in the school lieutenant's eyes, and he opened his mouth in satisfaction when he saw the flags with the word "Jin" thrown down by the soldiers hesitantly.

"I have to say some things, maybe they don't sound good, but you still have to listen to them... The barbarian's entry into the customs and the loss of ground are the shame of all the soldiers in our army. Every inch of land is poured out of the blood of the predecessors." Yes, now it is taken away by the barbarians, you have a bright face!"

The wind blew over the faces, looking at the figure riding a horse on the mound, someone whispered to the person next to him: "I know this person, he is a..."

But the soldier next to him ignored him, holding the scabbard tightly, and his breathing became short of breath.

The voice of the figure on the horseback became high-pitched.

"...The barbarians have come, they have taken the land, the city, and our people from us, your parents may be among them, your brothers and sisters are also among them, their heads were chopped off by these barbarians and stuck on wooden stakes Will it be heartache? Wife and daughter are ruined by barbarians, will it be heartache? But what about heartache, the only thing a man should do is to take back what he lost, and then insert the heads of these barbarians back into their land !"

In the dim sunlight, there were figures of people, the soldiers on the tower silently looked at the figure on the mound, and even the soldiers patrolling in the distance rushed over and looked down.

The wind and clouds are swirling, and the majestic voice is still continuing.

"...I heard that barbarians are fierce, comparable to beasts, but today I want to tell you that no matter how ferocious a beast is, it will one day become its prey!"

On the horseback, the phantom behind the captain pulled out his long bronze sword and pointed it towards the sun in the west. At the same time, the captain also pulled out his saber to reflect the afterglow of the setting sun, exposing the coldness.

"Now let those fierce prey see if our swords are sharp, if our minions can tear them apart, set their tents on fire, and make them homeless! Let them see who is in the world The fiercest group of people!"

The bright skylight shone on the blade, reflecting the dazzling light, cutting down in everyone's sight, the captain opened his mouth, and the phantom behind him also opened his mouth looking at the sunset, and the high-pitched voice resounded.

"Everyone, it's time to honor our ancestors!"

"wind--"

The [-] soldiers marching forward hesitated for a moment, and then a monotonous voice shouted, "Wind!"

next moment.

More soldiers shouted, clapped their scabbards, raised their fists above their heads, and roared hysterically. In the vast field, the soldiers in other battalions and the soldiers on the tower seemed to be infected at this moment, with a huge roar The sound swept the world.

"wind!"

"wind!"

On the mound, the school lieutenant rushed down with his horse's head, raised his blade and ran in front of the soldiers, shouting: "Come with me, after tonight, you and I will go together, and you and I will return together!"

Two thousand soldiers got on their horses together, made a neat sound of "wow", and the horses galloped one after another, one after another.

On the tower, Li Anfu also stood up excitedly, pressing against the wall, feeling the urge to go together, but fortunately he was persuaded by the guards beside him, so he put this idea to rest.

He turned around and asked Qu Yunhe: "Master Dao, who is that god-possessed man, can he be invited to the army often?!"

"I don't know about this... I just heard Daoyou Chen said that it seems to be Wu An Jun Bai Qi."

This is the truth, Yun He thought about it, looked through the classics, but couldn't find the name.

……

The sunset casts its last rays.

The sky is gradually sinking, and the dark night swept away to the north of Guangwei, stepping into the boundary of Gansha, the sky has not yet fallen, and in the red glow, there are stretches of camps, with white dome tents undulating in the wind and sand.

"what!!"

A shrill woman's cry came from a large tent in the camp. At this time, the graceful woman was sitting cross-legged on the blanket naked, her brows were furrowed, and she gritted her teeth and hummed.

White air was rising from the top of her head, and the wound on the severed arm was healing visible to the naked eye, but it was a pity that the arm could not grow back.

Behind the woman, a man with disheveled hair and a white belt wrapped around his forehead is spreading his five fingers. A bright yellow bead is floating, emitting a breath like smoke and light, treating her. The bead looks like the pupil of some kind of beast. Turning, showing the slightest evil spirit.

After a while, the white air stopped, Gu Lando slowly opened his eyes, looked at the white shoulders down, the broken place was empty, he beat the blanket with his other hand like crazy, and cried out in pain .

The man over there took the dharma beads, and took a traditional long tunic robe of Posana and put it on her, "Guranduo, you won't lose your arm easily, I will make those Han people suffer more than you s damage."

Both of them are disciples under the command of High Priest Poshana, and they are also husband and wife. No matter what, he must find this hatred for his wife.

"We still have a lot of troops! As long as we flatten this place, take down the Xijing of the Han people, and find that cave, everything of the Han people will be ours, and Gu Landuo can also wear beautiful silk and live in a noble palace!"

He is one of the most proud disciples of the High Priest. The spells he practiced made him possess terrifying strength, and he was difficult to hurt with swords, and even the spells of the Han people might not be able to hurt him.

This is how he dared to say that!
After comforting his wife and letting her fall asleep peacefully, the man walked out of the tent with his strong upper body naked, "Let Commander Satuk come and see me!"

As he said this, the star-studded night sky he looked at looked like a silver belt across the sky. What he didn't know was that in the distance to the south, horseshoes were speeding through the mud and decayed grass.

On the nearby hills, Chen Yuan, Zhenhai, and Yunlong lined up one by one, looking at the Posana military camp with bonfires stretching in the distance.

The mountain wind blew and stroked his gray beard and hair, and the old Taoist asked softly, "When will that god-man launch a night attack?"

"Mr. Wu An... I don't know!" Chen Yuan pinched the yellow talisman and pressed it on the table, "Let's cause chaos first, and just bring the main force here, and let him do the rest."

On the right side of Chen Yuan, there was a figure like a king kong, his monk's robe fluttering in the wind, Zhenhai looked at the barbarian camp in the distance, closed his eyes and bowed with palms together.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The Buddha's name spread like a tide.

The next moment, a figure of a monk fell to the ground, and shot towards the darkness ahead like a cannonball.

……

Chen Yuan pressed the talisman paper and looked in the direction where the figure disappeared.

"It's my turn to perform!"

With a swipe of the palm, several talismans full of imperial edicts were spread out side by side, and the instant the finger was pinched, the incense candle ignited spontaneously.

"Get up!"

The wind is blowing!

The moonlight cast shadows on the ground according to his figure, divided into two, four, eight... More and more, sticking to the ground, mountains, and rocks, quickly spreading towards the barracks.

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(End of this chapter)