Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 50

"What a powerful internal force..."

He was wary, people said that King Chuang was the best master in the army, a master of steel-framed martial arts, and would break through to become a master of iron-bone martial arts at any time.

This is also the reason why the other party immediately became the new leader of the army after Lao Chuang died in the battle. In these troubled times, whose fists naturally speak volumes.

Just look at the opponent's inhalation effort, the breath is long and terrifying.

How powerful it would be if this broke out.

Isn't he already at the level of a great Iron Zang martial artist with rounded internal organs, tough as iron, endless life, the most durable warrior in battle, and the courage to charge into battle alone?

"call……"

King Chuang's breathing finally stopped and turned into a gentle sigh.

"Send it over and let me see my good nephew!"

A soldier came forward and took the wooden box from Lu Ye's hand, and respectfully placed it on the table in front of Chuang Potian.

Chuang Potian reached out and gently stroked his nephew's head, which was stained with blood.

"A heavy gun shot from the side, shattered teeth and eyes, and reversed meridians. This is because the Dantian was destroyed before death. What a great hatred..."

Lu Ye was horrified to hear this.

Boy, you can see so much in a dead head.

Chuang Potian was only slightly distracted, then he closed the box and said in a deep voice.

"Road sentry, right? Raise your head..."

Lu Zhiyi was startled and slowly raised his head.

Only inside the lobby.

On the high platform, Chuang Potian occupied the main seat, with a plaque hanging high above his head, and in front of him was the long desk used by the county master.

He is a man with a square face and a black beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, thick beard on both sides of his cheeks, wrinkles on his face like a knife and an axe. He wears a faded cloak with just ordinary cotton armor underneath.

He doesn't look like a rebel king leading an army, but like an ordinary soldier.

At this moment, the old pawn looked at him with a sad look on his face.

Lu Ye was not fooled by this illusion. Just now, he was breaking through the sky and almost sucked the air in the lobby dry in one breath!

He knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.

"The young one has met the king..."

But in his mind, he was thinking about how to make his lies more rounded and how to make Qin Tong's death in battle more heroic.

I praise your nephew so highly, you have to believe him, right?

Unexpectedly, Chuang Potian asked several questions, but didn't mention his nephew at all. He only asked about the information he had found out.

There is no need to make up lies about this part, Lu Ye tells it truthfully.

Someone next to him immediately cursed.

"His mother-in-law, this dog official, in order to hang us, he doesn't even care about the life and death of his own people."

Another charming female voice sounded.

"Brother King Kong, please calm down. In the eyes of the official, if he falls into our hands, he is either a thief or a thieves, so we will simply kill them all and end the matter."

Lu Ye looked out of the corner of his eye.

I saw a few Taishi chairs on display on the left and right under the high platform.

Heading from left to right, only two people are now seated.

One of them is a fleshy monk with a ring scar on his head and bulging muscles, holding up the iron armor on his body.

The exposed skin is like dark gold, and even the face is this color, as if the angry-eyed King Kong in the temple has come to life.

However, he has a strong aura of violence, which has nothing to do with Buddhist compassion.

There was also a woman, but she was wearing purple clothes, with a narrow long whip coiled around her slender waist, but her arcs from top to bottom, front and back became more and more full, enchanting and moving, and she looked at everyone with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

There was a smile on his face, and the soft and charming voice before was made by this person.

Mang King Kong, Lady Cao.

Lu Ye's mind immediately flashed the names of the other two rebel kings. There were four rebel kings in the city. It seemed that only She Taotian, who had always been at odds with Chuang Potian, was missing. The others were all gathered together.

Chuang Potian asked Lu Ye some more news, and Lu Ye carefully answered, telling the truth of the news he had obtained from Liu Siju.

"Good job, the sentry officer. This trip was really not easy," Chuang Po Tian Wen said, "Niece, your sentinel cavalry team suffered heavy casualties. You can replenish your manpower later. You can take the horses, mules, and soldiers at your disposal."

"The female battalion has done a great job, you can go down first." "The officers and soldiers failed to steal the city today. The situation is deadlocked. There won't be any big problems in the city."

"Wait in a few days before dispatching your female camp sentry to guard the city."

"Road Sentinel, look at the reward."

Pan Furong responded happily and left with Lu Ye.

From beginning to end, Chuang Potian didn't even ask about the process of his nephew's death in battle.

Lu Zhizhong was on guard, this Er Chuang was a ruthless person.

By the time he and Pan Furong left the county government office, they could already hear loud cries coming from outside the city wall.

"Let's go up to the city wall!"

Pan Furong decided to check the strength of the officers and soldiers, so Lu Ye and Sister Hong naturally followed.

When they arrived at the base of the city wall, they saw that the city was full of refugee soldiers. They were trembling with weapons in hand and looking outside in horror.

The city wall was not attacked, but the homeless army seemed to have lost their courage.

Lu Ye followed Pan Furong upstairs, looked out, and saw a scene of hell on earth.

Under the city wall, people were crowded together, like boundless waves crashing on the city wall.

Stand on the city.

You can still hear the crisp sound of bones cracking below, as refugees in the front row are constantly being squeezed to death against the wall tiles.

And far away.

There were thousands of armored cavalry, divided into dozens of columns.

Just like a swarm of sharks attacking, a column of cavalry crashes into the crowd of refugees, like a shark chopping through the wind and waves in the sea. Wherever it passes, the wind and waves turn blood red!

Countless refugees were rushed by the horses and fell under their hooves, unable to stand up again.

And this column of cavalry charged around the city wall, driving more refugees under the city wall. At this time, the wave of people under the wall would be forced forward, and the crowd would become even more crowded.

With the cries rising one after another, the refugees trampled on each other, and the people on the top of the waves died in batches!

Wait for this column of cavalry to retreat.

The crowded wave of people moved back, clatter!

Many of the people who were standing were bleeding and fell down. It turned out that they had been squeezed to death long ago, but because of the crowd, they could not fall down even if they were dead.

"Open the door, please open the door..."

"I am a landowner in the city. I have money buried in my house. I am willing to donate it!"

"Masters, please do me a favor and bring my child up..."

The crowd below the city erupted into various cries and begged for mercy. Finally, as the waves of people surged in, they all turned into meaningless cries before death.

However, there were ten columns of cavalry attacking the crowd like this!

One column of cavalry retreated, and another column of cavalry rushed forward, fighting in a circular motion like a wheel.

The clever refugees knew that there was a desperate situation under the city wall and wanted to escape from both sides of the city wall, but they were overtaken by scattered cavalry and chopped down with sharp swords!

Lu Ye and Pan Furong stood on the wall and watched silently.

The migrant soldiers on the wall had long been silent.

Although the opponent did not attack the city directly, they defeated the hearts of the people on the city wall!

I don't know how long it took for Lu Ye and Pan Furong to stop here, until the sun set.

Under the city wall, there was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. In the distance, the entire cavalry team looked like they were being washed with blood. Their armor and armor were red, and the land they stood on had turned into a pool of blood.

The other three walls must be in the same scene.

At this time, in the direction of Dongsai Mansion, an endless number of officers and soldiers poured out from the official road and began to set up camp along the four gates of the city wall to complete the encirclement of Heishan County.

At this time, tens of thousands of old and weak refugees under the city wall were almost killed. Occasionally, some people were groaning and crawling in the sea of ​​blood, with blood dripping all over their bodies, crying and laughing, and they were already crazy.

The generals of the refugee army on the city wall went to the city to allocate manpower. They were on guard at night to prevent the officers and soldiers from stealing the city. They withdrew the troops who had previously defended the city, and their morale improved slightly.

Pan Furong let out a long sigh, turned around and walked down the city wall.

Snapped.

She slapped the city wall angrily and turned to look at Lu Ye, her eyes bloodshot.

"We are not good people!"

"They are not even human beings!"

"brute!"

(End of this chapter)