Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 943 I'm Sorry, I Refuse

In the room, the soldiers heard Rum's calm words and saw his calm expression.

For an instant.

These fighters immediately found the backbone, the previous panic disappeared, and they tightly grasped the weapons in their hands.

But in fact, Rum is more flustered than anyone else now!

But he thought of what Elizabeth had said.

"...On the battlefield, the situation changes in an instant. Before a battle, we will make many plans, but after you actually arrive on the battlefield, you may find that the battle situation has changed suddenly, and the situation is worse than we expected. , at this time, as generals and commanders, you are the last thing to panic, you must calm down, no matter how critical the situation is, and your life is in danger at any time, you must not show a trace of panic, because you are the soldiers under your command The backbone of the battle is the commander who decides the direction of the battlefield, once you panic, then everyone, the soldiers in the entire column will become panicked, and the situation will develop in the worst direction!"

"As commanders, what you have to remember is that even if a knife cuts at you, before the knife cuts off your head, you still have to remain calm, calm, and don't have any fear, fear, or panic. !"

The current Rum is very good at implementing what Elizabeth said to be calm and calm.

But what these fighters didn't know was that Rum's heart had sunk to the bottom at this moment.

the same moment.

It is a few kilometers away from the Woying Tribe.

Elizabeth, Luo Yun, Yiyi and others were sitting in a hidden jungle, talking and laughing relaxedly.

Cha Lunpeng, who had been keeping his eyes closed all the time, opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of worry flashed deep in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Elizabeth, something unexpected happened in the war situation of the Woying tribe."

"……What did you say?"

Elizabeth shook her body, turned her head, and looked at Cha Lunpeng unexpectedly.

"What's the matter, Mr. Chalunpeng?"

Luo Yun asked quickly.

Although the three of them are here, relying on Cha Lunpeng's spiritual awareness, they can still know what happened in the distant camp tribe for the first time.

"The guards of the Woying tribe gathered thousands of slaves and killed them back to the Woying tribe."

Cha Lunpeng said word by word: "Now, the second column of the Ideal Freedom Army led by Captain Rum has been trapped in the camp tribe, surrounded by thousands of slaves, and there is no way to get out! The first column led by Captain Xi also rushed into the Woying tribe..."

"Being surrounded?"

Yiyi's body froze, her face paled, and she cried out in shock, "What should I do!"

Luo Yun's cherry lips were tightly pursed, he glanced at Cha Lunpeng, a flash of decision flashed in his eyes, and said resolutely: "Mr. Cha Lunpeng, can I ask you to help?"

The two columns of the Ideal Freedom Army add up to only four hundred people. Facing an army of thousands of slaves, there is no numerical advantage at all!

In the era of cold weapon wars, a large number of troops will always have a great advantage, because a large number of people means that even if they use the tactics of crowds, they can still consume the side with fewer people to death!

Throughout the 5000-year history of China, there are many examples of using less to win more, but most people don't know that, in fact, there are more examples of using more to win less!
Wars that win more with less are just like news reports, but if there is one, it will definitely be reported. As for wars where more wins with less, because it is a matter of course, it is rarely mentioned.

After Luo Yun heard about the war situation of the Woying Tribe, he immediately judged that the Ideal Freedom Army led by Tashi and Langmu was in great danger right now!

This danger is so great that this weak ideal freedom army may be completely wiped out!
Although Zhao Yifan had said before that practitioners would not intervene in the struggles and entanglements among ordinary people, but the situation was critical now. After thinking about it for a while, Luo Yun made a decisive decision and asked Cha Lunpeng to help.

You must know that Cha Lunpeng is a practitioner in the realm of Yin and Yang. Once he makes a move, it will definitely deter and even turn the tide of the battle!
"That won't work!"

Before Cha Lunpeng could speak, Elizabeth categorically rejected it immediately.

"Elizabeth."

Luo Yunliu frowned, stared at her and said in a deep voice: "The situation is critical now! Why can't Mr. Cha Lunpeng be asked to help? Don't you think that by sticking to the rule that practitioners don't intervene in the fights between ordinary people, Tashi was allowed to And Rum, are they all wiped out?"

"Sister Yun, don't get excited!"

Elizabeth shook her head, and said in a serious and soft voice: "Of course I am not a stickler, but those thousands of people are all slaves, not guards. Could it be that you asked Mr. Cha Lunpeng to slaughter those slaves?"

Luo Yun's body froze, and he had nothing to say.

indeed.

The situation is really as Elizabeth said, these thousands of slaves are oppressed like Tashi and the others, not the guards.

How could these slaves, Cha Lunpeng, be able to do it!

"What now?"

Yiyi recovered from her astonishment, stared closely at Elizabeth's pretty face and asked.

Elizabeth did not speak, her face was serious, and she was concentrating on thinking carefully.

Yiyi was on her side, so she could just see Elizabeth's three-dimensional facial features, but right now, Yiyi didn't have the heart to appreciate Elizabeth's beautiful face, she just felt that every minute and every second passed by incomparably long!

"Mr. Cha Lunpeng."

Elizabeth finally spoke. Yiyi's nervous mood unknowingly relaxed for a moment, eagerly listening to Elizabeth's plan.

"I'm here."

Cha Lunpeng nodded and said simply.

"I need your help."

Elizabeth said seriously: "You go to the Woying Tribe right now. The commanders of the thousands of slaves are meaningless. They must be the guards. So I hope you can find out the guards hidden in the slave army and send them to the camp." Kill them all one by one, so that the battle situation can be stabilized!"

"That's right!"

Luo Yunmei's eyes lit up, she couldn't help clapping her palms, and praised: "Elizabeth is right, shoot people first, shoot horses, capture thieves first, capture the king, these slaves don't know the situation at all, they are being guarded by those guards now. persecuted!"

Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and the little old man next to him shouted in dissatisfaction: "Yiyi, let go, it hurts me!"

Only then did she realize that she had been holding the hand of the little old man Shenjing tightly. Yiyi smiled at it apologetically and let go of her hand. Dense sweat!
"I'm sorry Miss Elizabeth."

Facing the expectant eyes of several people, Cha Lunpeng said calmly with no expression on his face: "The task given to me by the master is to let me be responsible for the safety of you guys, so I can't leave you, I'm sorry."

"..."

Elizabeth, Luo Yun, and Yiyi froze in an instant.

"Mr. Cha Lunpeng, we don't need your protection here."

Luo Yunmei frowned, and said in a deep voice with an irrefutable tone: "Please go to the Woying Tribe first, the situation there is more urgent than ours!"

"I'm sorry, Miss Luo Yun."

Hearing her words, Cha Lunpeng said calmly, "I can't disobey the master's order. I'm sorry, but unless the master tells me, I can't leave you."

"Cha Lunpeng, don't you even know which is more important?"

Yiyi blurted out angrily.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat this old man, Yiyi really wanted to stand up and kick him a few times!

"Miss Yiyi, I'm sorry."

Cha Lunpeng remained expressionless, and said calmly: "In my opinion, even the fighters of the Ideal Freedom Army have all died in battle, but they are still not as important as the safety of the three of you. I'm sorry."

"you……"

Angrily, Yiyi grabbed a handful of grass from the ground and threw it at Cha Lunpeng: "Bastard!"

Cha Lunpeng's eyeballs didn't even move. When the grass was about to fall on him, it seemed to hit an invisible wall of air, and suddenly fell straight from the air!
"Mr. Cha Lunpeng."

Elizabeth's heart moved, her eyes lit up, and she said anxiously: "Liu Xiaotong and Wang Jian are still in the Woying tribe, please tell them to kill all the guards in the slave army, so Is it okay?"

Cha Lunpeng nodded, and said calmly, "I told them just now."

Yiyi was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became even more angry, saying angrily, "Then why didn't you just say that!"

"You didn't ask me either, Miss Yiyi."

Cha Lunpeng looked at her innocently.

Woying tribe.

Yi Heimu and many guards were mixed among thousands of slaves. Immediately after entering the Woying tribe, he saw a window of a house next to the street, and several figures flashed by. The man poked his head out of the window and quickly shrank back.

There was a smirk on Yi Heimu's face, he pointed at the house immediately, and yelled: "You bastards, there are people in that room! Go in and kill them!"

These thousands of slaves have long been accustomed to obeying commands and orders in their daily life, year after year. Now when they heard Yi Heimu's words, several slaves rushed over, knocked open the door, and hid here. The five soldiers in the second column of the Ideal Freedom Army in the room saw someone rushing in. The fighter in charge of the main attack almost without thinking, stabbed the iron gun in his hand out on reflex, and shouted at the same time: "Set up the formation!"

The five soldiers of the second column in the room immediately took their positions according to the usual training.

A stream of blood spurted out!

The slave who was pierced by the iron gun let out a scream and fell on his back!
Whether it is the main attacker soldier or the poor slave, neither of them knows each other, and they opened the prelude to the cruel battle...

(End of this chapter)