Dart Master

Chapter 571
Half an hour later, Gu Tianxiong led his troops to Qutang. Qutang is like a pot, a polar depression. Gu Tianxiong retreated to the edge of Fengxi depression, turned his horse's head, and all the brothers took out their waistbands. Wine jug, drank heavily.

Wu Jin was a little dazed. He didn't understand why the desert thieves who were like bereaved dogs suddenly stopped fleeing. On the contrary, the murderous aura on their bodies seemed to regard his thousands of troops as meat buns.

Wu Jin is a very cautious person, he glanced around, the place is very open, and he can see all sides of the hollow at a glance, it doesn't look like there are heavy soldiers lurking.

"Gu Tianxiong, your doomsday is coming soon, today is your grave." Wu Jin shouted, pointing his long knife at Gu Tianxiong.

Gu Tianxiong raised his head and looked at the sky. Large flakes of snowflakes fell from the sky, and bursts of extremely cold and gloomy wind swirled in the valley.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he asked with interest: "General Wu, do you feel a little cold?"

When he asked this, Wu Jin really found that something was wrong. The temperature inside the depression seemed to be much lower than the temperature outside. Although the people in Mobei were extremely cold resistant, they still clearly felt that the temperature inside the depression seemed to be much lower. It was much colder than outside, the soldiers' blades and armors were rapidly condensing into ice mist, and even the war horses were shivering and panting.

People in China have always loved to play tricks and tricks, so Wu Jin had to worry about it. He vaguely felt that he had been tricked, but it was hard for him to see what kind of tricks there would be in this valley.

"Gu Tianxiong, I think your death is imminent, brothers come to me." Wu Jin shouted loudly.

The sky is getting colder and colder, and the temperature is still dropping continuously. Wu Jin can even clearly hear the sound of the armor becoming brittle due to the extreme cold.

"Haha, Wu Jin, stay here and enjoy yourself." Gu Tianxiong's soldiers opened their mouths and took a sip of wine on the bows and arrows. At the same time, they took out talisman papers from their bodies and lit them on fire. Immediately, sparks burst from everyone's bows. , Zhang Gong drew the arrow, and shot a round of arrow rain at the cavalry, forcing the soldiers who rushed over from the mouth to retreat.

"Whoosh!" The vines that had already been tied up were thrown from the cliff, and everyone She Mafei used the vines to quickly climb up the wall of the hollow with the help of the people above the cliff.

Whoosh!

The cold air cut Wujin's skin like a knife, and he began to feel that something was wrong, so he shouted: "Shoot arrows, shoot them down, and never let them run away."

He took the lead to drive the horse, and was about to chase up the mountain, only to find that the horse under him seemed to be nailed, it was difficult to take a step, and the speed was extremely slow.

The four walls of the hollow are more like wax, very slippery. Looking at the wall that can be rushed up by riding a horse, today it looks like an insurmountable cliff.And because Gu Tianxiong left all the war horses behind, these war horses were frightened and ran around in the crowd, causing his followers to be in chaos.

"Dong dong!"

The Mobei people took out their bows and arrows, put their fingers up, as if they were stuck, and the strings of the bows and arrows broke crisply with a little force.

Due to the severe cold, the strings of the bows and arrows had already been stretched to the extreme. At this moment, there was only a rattling sound, and most of the bows of the soldiers were broken.

"No, General, I think this hollow seems to be weird, let's withdraw our troops quickly!" A commander-in-chief gasped, his hands were numb from the cold.

On the mountain, Feng Er opened the altar himself, leading dozens of disciples under his door, and was doing the altar opening.

Feng Er is Seventh Uncle's old mentor, you are good at formations and techniques of heavenly secrets, although he can't call wind and rain, but with the blessing of dozens of disciples, it is still possible to do a big ritual to cool down the mouth.

"The people in the desert can hardly walk anymore, let the water go without injury!" Feng Er raised his hand and shouted.

I smiled and yelled to Wu Jin who was still hesitating from the top of the depression: "Wu Jin, enjoy the last breath of air you can breathe, take a good look at the scenery of Tianji Mountain , for your end is near."

"Who are you, how dare you utter wild words." Wu Jin glanced around, without the longbow, he still had five thousand brothers, enough to level Tianji Mountain.

I laughed and said: "I am Jiangdong Qin Wushang! I believe you must have heard my name."

Wu Jin suddenly burst into anger, "So it was you, you killed my clan uncle, my mentor, Qin Wushang took his life."

"Let's take care of my own life first, haha!"

Shaotian and I glanced at each other, and both of us exerted our strength at the same time, blasting towards the last thirty centimeters of ice wall.

Boom!

The ice wall was pierced in an instant, and the water of Fengxi, like a galloping silver dragon, rushed into the hollow.

At night, the wind was high and there was no moon, and the mouth of the valley was pitch black. Wu Jin heard a roaring roar, and then the whole mouth of the valley seemed to shake, and then under the illumination of the torches on the cliff, he could see clearly, the endless rush The flood is rushing towards the mouth of the depression.

Wu Jin yelled: "No, run quickly."

The soldiers were all panicked. It was extremely cold in the hollow, and the horses were so frozen that they couldn't even walk. Now they were facing the torrential flood. How could they move? The horseshoes were stuck in the heavy snow. Frozen by the cold, he could only wait helplessly for the flood to come over.

They had no choice but to abandon their horses, and fled to the other side of the depression on their legs, but soon they found that the wall of the depression was as smooth as ice, and there was nowhere to use their strength. It was easy to get down, and there was no way to go back. any possibility.

Roar!
The rushing stream poured into the hollow mouth with the roar of death. Fengxi is about two meters deep, and the stream is strong. In summer, the ice wall melts and can fill the entire Qutang.

Although it's cold winter right now, at least half of it can be done with a discount.

The water flowed down, due to the momentum and the extremely high temperature itself, the water in Fengxi did not freeze immediately when it was cold, and the soldiers in Mobei were not good at water. Seeing the water, their legs were already numb, their liver and gallbladder were split, and they rushed flooded.

The walls of the hollow were extremely slippery, and they couldn't climb up. Suddenly, thousands of people struggled like dumplings in a pot, their heads surged, and they shouted again and again.

"Hey!" Feng Er looked at the Mobei cavalry struggling and screaming in the stream, shook his head and sighed deeply.

All the people silently watched the Mobei soldiers in the hollow mouth making their final struggle. This group of arrogant and savage guys paid the price of their lives for their southward invasion.

"Brother Hurt, look at how pitiful they are, why did we put water on them and drown them?" Shaotian asked me inexplicably when he heard the screams and wailing that filled the entire pit.

"This is war. There is no emotion or color in war. The winners live and the losers die. If we don't kill them today, the ones who will die under the butcher's knife at this moment are us and thousands of people from the Taoist sect." I said. Xiang Shaotian proudly explained that he no longer had the kindness of a woman in his heart when he first entered Taoism.

The true benevolence is unity, benevolence can be divided into big benevolence and small benevolence, destroying Mobei and preventing them from going south is big benevolence, the luck of heaven.

Shaotian glanced at me, shook his head, a little confused, obviously he still can't understand what I said, but if he is wise in the future, he must be a powerful general, so he will naturally understand today's truth.

With the slow injection of stream water and the consumption of temperature and water flow, most of the lake has been filled, and the severe cold has gradually frozen the water surface of the entire depression. Thousands of Mobei soldiers and troops are like frozen icemen. All kinds of weird poses and stereotypes.

But there is no doubt that they will never come back to life.

"We won, we won!"

There were cheers on the mouth of the valley, and the war that had been stalemate for several months could finally come to a successful conclusion at this moment.

"Long live King Qin, long live King Qin!"

The stragglers started their style of watching the excitement without being too serious, bragging and flattering without being afraid of the smell, and they all shouted at the throat.

But at this time, everyone is in high spirits, so naturally I won’t say anything, but my heart is completely cold. The reason why the Taoist sect has fallen, torn apart, and the world has to enter the era of warlords again is because of these incompetent people. Above all, those who avoid doing nothing if there is no benefit.

Sometimes inaction is the scariest thing.

(End of this chapter)