MTL - Golden Age Legitimate Fei-~ Rushing the crown is angry

He Lianpeng saw Kirin arrived, and he was seriously injured. He knows that today is not cheap. After throwing away the sentence, he flew away from the foothills, but regardless of the life and death of the people he brought. With the addition of Kirin, these people naturally were cleaned up by everyone without any effort.

Qin Feng looked at the direction of He Lianpeng’s departure. Some regrets said: "It’s a pity that He Lianpeng ran away."

Lin Han, who was behind him, glanced at the Beibei people who were dead or injured. He said: "He Lianpeng is so worried that so many people say that they will die when they die." The dozens of people in the past few days, Today, more than 100 people, He Lianpeng thrown up, but there is no feeling of distress. You know, these people are different from ordinary Beibei soldiers. Each one is specially trained for a long time. Even a master like He Lianpeng must not have too many. From this aspect, we can also see the difference between Ye Li and He Lianpeng. Since its inception, Kirin has been in existence for several years. The total number of people killed and injured is only over one hundred, and He Lianpeng is one or two shots at a time. Obviously, He Lianpeng did not regard these people as the elite cards in his hands, or even his own subordinates. At most, it is just some high-grade cannon fodder.

Just now, Zhuo Jing was the most clear in nature. He said: "Even if he didn't kill him, He Lianpeng probably couldn't help it for a month or two. Wang Hao, don't send someone to go..."

Ye Li shook his head and said: "Herlen Peng is not weak, even if Wang Ye should not be under Ren Qinning. Moreover, he is a general of Beibei, and now there must be someone guarding the injured, there is no need for people. Go to die. Go to Lingbi Mountain first."

"Yes, Wang Hao." Everyone should sing, leaving some people to clean up the battlefield, and the rest of them escorted Ye Liu to Lingbi Mountain.

The news of the encounter with He Lianpeng on the Yeli Road is naturally not overwhelming. Although the glass is not injured, the face of the ink repair is ugly. Even Feng Zhiyao and Han Mingxi, who have always had the most words, dare not speak out, so as not to provoke the ink repair and self-satisfaction. However, I saw the squeaky sigh of the ink repairing face, and the sword of the burning of the side was out of the camp. After seeing Feng Xiaoyao and others staying for a while, Han Mingxi was so awkward and asked: "He... what is he going to do?"

Feng Zhiyao blinked and joked: "Is not going to kill He Lianpeng?"

Han Mingyue, sitting next to Han Mingxi, nodded: "He really wants to kill He Lianpeng, maybe there are Yerino and Helianzhen." Although Feng Zhiyao has long since distrusted Han Mingyue, but for him The ability and mentality still have some confidence. If it wasn’t because of Su’s drunkenness, why did Han Mingyue come here? Listening to him saying this, Feng Zhiyao immediately jumped up and exclaimed: "He is crazy? That is hundreds of thousands of troops. If he can kill the army of Beibei alone, then what are we doing?"

When the manpower is exhausted, even if Murhic is the first in the world, can he be one in ten, one in one hundred, can he still be one thousand and one thousand? Want to directly break into the military camp to kill He Lianpeng and Ye Luye, Feng Zhiyao still only gave him two words: find death!

Shocked for a moment, Feng Zhiyao finally jumped up and yelled out and shouted: "Ink repair, Laozi owed you in the last generation. Come on! Meet people!"

In the big account, only Han Mingxi and Han Mingyue brothers are left. Han Ming clearly looked to Han Mingyue, and some unbelief asked: "Big Brother, Mo Xiuzhen really intends to kill He Lianpeng?" Even if you want to kill, you don't need to go to the North Camp. When you find a chance to wait for He Lianpeng to place a bill or go out to work, he can repair martial arts with ink, and several He Lianpeng can kill.

Han Mingyue’s faint smile: “How can you think of the king who can think of it?”

Han Ming is puzzled. "Why did he do this?"

"After today, as long as the ink repairs are not dead, I am afraid that no one in the world will ever dare to fight the idea of ​​Ye Li." Han Mingyue sighed. Once he thought that he was so passionate about Su Su, and even secretly felt that Mo Xiu did not understand love. It was only now that he understood that Mo Xiu was not ignorant of love, but he did not meet the right person. Han Xiuyu made it for Ye Liu, and Han Mingyue admitted that he could not do it. Reaching out and patted some of the missing brothers, Han Mingyue turned and went out.

In the account, Han Mingxi was silent for a long time, and finally a bitter smile flashed a bit of relief. What ink repair can do, he can never do it. Non-off ability, but heart. He can never do such a thing for a person, even if he... loves her...

This day can be said to be an unforgettable day for all the soldiers of Beibei. Of course, if they have eternal life.

Because the two armies did not fight in these days, it was much harder to calm down inside and outside the Beiying camp. It was in such a calmness that the soldiers who stood at the gate of the big camp watched as a white-haired silver-haired man floated like a white cloud. When the soldiers at the door had not had time to react to this sudden scene, they only felt that the neck was bright, and the white men’s scarlet and cold eyes were the last scene they saw in this world.

Ink 尧闯 尧闯 尧闯 尧闯 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨He was extremely ruthless, and he burned the swords and swords along the way. Even the unlucky one who accidentally became his stepping stone was stunned by the strength of his feet. Suddenly, there was chaos in the big camp. Countless soldiers rushed in the direction of the repair of the ink. The responding soldier quickly shot at him, but the ordinary arrow shot and got the ink repaired body. What's more, he is still in the air. Once he falls to the ground, it is really hard to say whether he is shooting ink or not.

For a time, between the white figure in the military camp, the place where the blood is flowing into the river. Burning out the people who are not surviving under the sword, each piece will surely bring out a blood. Such a powerful, even the soldiers who are known for their bravery, can not help but feel chilly. I am afraid that if I accidentally get it, I will die.

In the camp, such a big movement, the Yeluye sitting in the main account of the Chinese army will not know? Yeluye was returning to the wrath because of He Lianpeng’s injury, but he heard the noise and the sound of the soldiers outside the camp, and could not help but be furious. Just outside the soldiers panicked to tell someone to camp. Yeluye sneered, "This king wants to see who is so bold and dare to go to the North Camp." Helen and He Lengpeng, who had just wrapped their wounds, went out and saw the ink repairing a white coat. The sword came. The somewhat indulgent quaint sword was **** and murderous at this time.

"Ink repair!!"

Yeluye was shocked and angry. Some time, I couldn’t understand what the comet was doing at the Beijiao military camp. It’s hard to find ink repairs and suddenly feel that as long as he kills him, he can solve this war.

As long as people who are trying a little bit should know that the war between countries is definitely not a matter of killing one or two soldiers. What is the difficulty of trying to assassinate a military commander. Even if Murray repaired him, how can he guarantee that he can live alive?

The ink repair between the vertical and horizontal killings also saw the three Yelu wild, a cold smile, a long sword will yell at Yeluye here.

Looking at the sword with **** blue light, Yeluye’s face changed slightly, “burning the sword?!”

Next to Helian, his face has long since become dark. After being repaired by ink, he went into the camp in Beibei. If he was allowed to escape, the company in the north and the north would be lost. With a cold cry, He Lianzhen’s long knife in his hand screamed and repaired the ink. Yeluye and Helian really have the same idea. Seeing Helian really hands, he did not hesitate to pull the knife up. Since ink repairing himself ran, it would be a great thing to be able to leave him to the North. More importantly, if you can kill the ink repairing... Your position in the Beibei Wangting can be said to be unbreakable.

"Ink repair, you are so courageous, really no one in sight!" Yelu wild voice. Seeing the two men attacking, Mo Xiuzhen did not answer, just a cold smile, the long sword in the hands like a streamer generally cut through the air, revealing a cold sword.

He Lianpeng was injured, but at this time he was standing and watching. When I saw He Lianzhen and Ye Luye and Mo Xiuzhen, I knew that there was no chance of winning between them. The repair effort of Mo Xiu was far from the difference between the two. Don't say that the two people have no qualifications to compare with them. Looking down at the wounds on my arm, I was reminded of the white woman who looked like a snow-capped saint. He Lianpeng sneaked a hint of coldness, raising his hand and urging the guards around him to whisper. sentence. The guard nodded and turned away.

Looking at He Lianzhen and Ye Luye to resist hard under his sword, Mo Xiu showed a mocking smile. The gaze turned to Helian’s sword without hesitation, but the sword did not mean anything. He Lian really saw that the overwhelming enthusiasm would not be able to resist. But Mo Xiu gave up Ye Luye to target him alone. He is already nowhere to hide. You can only try to lift a long knife to stop the ink repairing sword.

With a bang, the fine iron made a long knife weighing hundreds of pounds. In the hands of ink repairing, the sword was burned and there was no slight detention to continue to go to the door of Helian. Seeing the famous generation of Beilian, the famous Beibei, 18 years ago, he was in the hands of Mo Xiuzhen. After 18 years, he finally regrouped and wanted to make up the past, but he still had to see the soul of the sword. Looking at He Lian’s eyes full of fear and shocked eyes, Mo Xiu’s eyes flashed a cold and bloodthirsty smile.

"Go to death!"

"bump--"

It seems to be very slow, but in reality it is just a matter of blinking. The other long knife blocked the ink-repairing thunder and a sword, and He Lianzhen was also caught by the side of the Yeluye. Although the death was spared, the people present were shocked.

I saw He Lianpeng holding a faint golden knife in his hand. It was only at that time that the knife had been broken into two halves. He Lianpeng’s hand holding the knife was constantly shaking, and even the wound on the other arm that had been wrapped was re-split. Apparently, just to save He Lian’s real strength, the internal force of the whole body smashed the wound.

The ink repaired and coveted, and looked indifferently at the burning sword in his hand. After a while, I looked up and looked at He Lianpeng: "Good Kung Fu, Murong Xiong's apprentice?" If He Lianpeng did not say, Ye Li could not see the history of He Lianpeng. However, Mo Xiuzhen only saw his martial arts roads clearly with He Lianpeng. Sneeringly said: "It seems that Murong Xiong was killed at the beginning, and he is not swearing at him."

He Lianpeng apparently was not very interested in the identity of Chen Xiuzhen as his own killer and enemies. Holding the short knife in the handshake, he said: "Not as good as the king. I don't know what the king is today."

"What do you mean?" Mo Xiuxiao smiled and looked at him with some eccentricity: "What do you mean by this king?"

Yeluye released the hand of He Lian, standing next to He Lianpeng, Shen Sheng: "Mo Xiu, don't think that you are afraid of you." If you don't believe, you can rely on you alone. Can this be the great army of Wan Dajun?!"

Ink repaired a sneer: "I don't know if the king tells you, dare to fight the idea of ​​Ari, you all have to die!" The flag that stood in the big camp fell.

The muscles of He Lianpeng’s eyes jumped, and he wiped off a trace of blood from his lips. He sneered: “I want to see it in the bottom, how good is the king!” A wave of black people from the big Every corner of the camp surged out and rushed to ink repair. These people are all trained by He Lianpeng, and their skills are not too far from Kirin. Beibei's life is a killer. At this time, the whole camp was killed by ink repair, and it even provoked the murder of their chest. One by one, without hesitation, rushing to ink repair, really is not afraid of death.

However, seeing the ink repairing and shouting, the white figure turned into a white rainbow and shot at these people. Wherever they went, the blood was everywhere, and the number of broken limbs was numerous.

Although he was temporarily trapped in ink repair, but the face of Ye Luye and other people standing on the side of watching the battle is more of your look. Helian really had too much blood loss, and he was just stunned by the ink repairs. The face was white and his eyes were full of haze.

Although He Lianpeng does not cherish these specially trained subordinates like Ye Li, these people are not the same as ordinary soldiers. Even He Lianpeng has more than a thousand people in his hands. Before, because the glass was folded more than 100 people, I also found out the fine details of the glass. But this time it was only a moment of effort, and there were nearly a hundred people folded under the ink repairs. How can you make He Lianpeng’s face look good?

He Lian really coldly said: "Today, you can't leave the ink and repair it anyway!"

The threat that Mo Xiujian gave him was really too big. If he said that he was still a teenager 18 years ago, he felt that his failure was just because he was too unreasonable and unwilling to do so. Today, this meeting completely overturned the idea that He Lianzhen has always been. The current ink repair is definitely not something he can deal with, only the feeling of death between the first line, even if he did not feel it 18 years ago. Since you can't beat Murray, you have to kill him by any means!

The Beibei soldiers standing on the side of the station were also scared by this **** scene. Now this scene is actually more impactful than on the battlefield. Everyone on the battlefield is fighting hard, and no matter how bad the surrounding situation is, no one has the time to manage it. But at this time, they are watching the killing that can be called a unilateral slaughter. The black men who usually look like the ordinary soldiers in their eyes are very vulnerable to the white-haired man in front of him. The snow and the rain fell on the white clothes of the ink repairing snow, adding a bit of killing to the cold and bloodthirsty. It seems to be a **** Shura from hell.

"Ah... kill this devil!" Finally, some people couldn't help but collapse, regardless of the weapon they were holding against the **** white figure. It is a pity that the sword that has been on the way to the other side has not yet touched the other side.

"Archer, shoot!" Yeluye screamed. The shackles of these black clothes may be able to trap the ink repairs, and even exhaust his internal force and finally kill him. But that was under the premise that Mo Xiu did not want to escape. More importantly, even if the ink repair does not escape, no one knows how much life to use in order to exhaust the internal strength of ink repair, perhaps 23,000? They didn't have so many people, only the last black man died, and the next one was the turn of them to try to burn the sword.

At that time, the arrow was like a shower. Although it was shot toward the ink repair, there are quite a few black people who are too close to the ink repair. Moreover, the ink repair figure is erratic, in fact, it is an indiscriminate shooting. Ink repaired a sneer, grabbed a black man and threw it, and was immediately shot into a hedgehog. As soon as he turned back, the sword was thrown out, and the feather arrows shot in the distance seemed to be blocked by what they had, and they were shot down to the people who originally shot them.

"Yellow, you are looking for death!"

"Protect the Seven Princes!" The people were shocked. Several dozens of people fluttered to Yeluye and the front to block the murderous sword of ink repair. The dozens of people who blocked the sword actually had only three or four left to protect him around Ye Luye. Fortunately, Mo Xiu was soon pulled back by the feather arrow that came from behind, otherwise Ye Luye was really a life. Although he had returned a life, Yeluye was pale and looked at He Lianzhen who had just escaped like himself. He could not help but reveal a bleak smile, and dared not make another order.

"How much is the martial arts of ink repairing... How high is it?" Looking at the white-haired man, Yeluye couldn't help but whisper.

He Lianpeng licked the wound and leaned against the door of the big account. The **** wounds not only made his face white, but also faintly dizzy. "Now the ink repair, I am afraid it can be called the world's first. Two years. More than before, he wants to kill my master and still needs to join forces with Lei Zhenyu and Ling Tiehan. If it is now... I am afraid that when my master is full, it may not be his opponent." There is a kind of person called genius, it seems that no need to suffer Practice, do not need to sharpen, he should be standing taller than others. Such a genius, even God will not be jealous. And ink repair, obviously such a person.

Just as the entire Beibei camp was stunned by the ink repairs, there was noisy noise outside the door.

I saw two red and white figures from the outside, as if two Hong Ying flew toward the direction of ink repair.

"Ink repair!" Feng Zhiyao's voice was ruined, but fortunately he pre-empted, otherwise, I was afraid to have two swords with the savage Beibei black people who were repaired by ink.

Ink repaired the sword, and unpleasantly glanced at Feng Xiaoyao and Han Mingyue who had fallen to his front. "Who wants you to do more things?" Han Mingyue, but he laughed, he just followed Fengfeng to help. Only then, I know that Mo Xiu will not lead his own feelings and say nothing.

Feng Zhiyao was so angry that he rushed to the crown, and grabbed the ink repair and said: "I still don't want to go, want to die here?!" Under normal circumstances, Feng Zhiyao can only never grasp the ink repair, but this will After the killing of the ink, the anger and tyranny in the heart dissipated a lot, but there was a sense of exhaustion in the faint. Even if Murhic is really the best master of martial arts, the number of Beibei masters who died under his command today is no less than a hundred. Naturally, it is impossible to really consume nothing. He just intended to scatter the anger in his heart to the Beijia people and give them a warning. But he did not intend to put his life into it. Even if Feng Zhiyao and Han Mingyue did not come, he would have to leave after a while.

At this time, he was no longer stopped by Feng Zhiyao, and he scorned Yeluye and said: "Let's go."

Take the lead and use your light to go outside the door.

"Ink repair?!" Yeluye was violently angered by the contemptuous eyes, and roared: "Give me a kill!"

Han Mingyue, who fell in the end, sighed helplessly, and a sword waved the arrow that was shot on the face and flew out to the outside.

Feng Zhiyao and Han Mingyue go straight to Beibei Camp, naturally they will not be unprepared. The three men out of the big camp are still being chased by the Beibei army behind them. However, only after two or three miles of roads were found, the opposite side of the Mohist Army’s black cloud ride was waiting. The three men in the ink repairs fell into the Mohist army and turned to look at the confrontation of the Beibei army and the two armies.

"Ink repair, there is always one day, the king wants you to die ugly!" Looking at the opposite side sitting on the horse back, a white-skinned ink repair, Yeluye angered. Ink repaired a slap, and the long sword pointed out that Yeluye sneered: "This is what the king wants to tell you. Today, I will give you a lesson. If there is another time, the king will take your dog!" Back to camp!"

Looking at the ink repairing in the crowd of the Mohist army, Yelu wild face, "Go back!"

Yeluye and his entourage returned to the camp. Today, Mo Xiuzhen’s ordinary soldiers in the Beibei camp had more than 200 deaths and injuries. He Lianzhen and He Lianpeng specially trained up to four or five hundred. Burning the sword and cutting the iron like mud, not to mention the key to stabbing, that is, where the sword gas hits, it is also seriously injured and half dead. The injured soldiers are no different from the dead, and they will not be able to get to the battlefield anymore. This is not the worst thing. After all, the losses of hundreds of people are almost negligible compared to the millions of troops. But the psychological shadow caused by this massacre to the Beibei soldiers is the most serious thing. Only by relying on the king alone, in the battalion of hundreds of thousands of troops to kill the blood flow into the river is unstoppable. This made the Beibei soldiers who had some pressure on the reputation of the Mohist army even more fear of the name of the king.

"Seven of His Royal Highness." In the big account, He Lianpeng fell to the ground. Just a serious injury but failed to rest well, his face of fortitude is also a bit more embarrassing and weak. Yeluye stared indifferently at him: "Do you have anything to say?" Today's event, it is said that it was also caused by He Lianpeng to deal with Ye Li. Originally, Yeluye did not agree with He Lianpeng to do this. It was not that he did not want to deal with Ye Li, but that there was bound to be a lot of master protection around him. The chances of success were too low. What's more, the end of the person who once shot Ye Zi can still be there.

Sure enough, the plan of He Lianpeng failed, but it attracted such a frenzied revenge. This time, they did not lose the lives of the hundreds of soldiers, but the morale of the Beibei army. In this case, I am afraid that I can't reply without a few amazing big wins.

He Lianpeng silently said: "There will be nothing to say at the end, please ask the temple to drop the sin."

Yeluye stared at He Lianpeng for a long while, and he sighed and said: "Forget it, you have been seriously injured, get up. I will take care of it and then do it." Although Yeluye was attracted by He Lianpeng. Very unhappy, but will not make a self-defeating thing at this time. Waving his hand and indicating that He Lianpeng got up, He Lianpeng Xie En stood up.

Ye Luye looked at He Lianzhen, who was sitting on the side, "What do you think?"

Since returning, He Lianzhen has been silent for a long time. When he saw Yeluye, he asked himself to sigh: "I didn't expect that the change of ink repairing was so amazing in just ten years. Your Highness, if it is ink repair, this person will not be removed. It will inevitably become a big worry for my Beibei."

Yeluye frowned. "This is a good saying. But there are so many people in the world who want to get rid of ink repairs. Who has succeeded? Today's ink repairs are not the ink repairs of the year." At that time, there were still big Chu royals in the Wangfu, so they could have a loop to turn, and took the opportunity to give a fatal blow to the Ding Wangfu. It is a pity that the serpent did not die, and that the ink repairing ancestor became the biggest enemy of Beibei today. Today's Dingwangfu has already left the big Chu, and Mo Xiuzhen has said it. It is even more impeccable that the palace is up and down.

He Lianzhen coveted: "Today, the only weakness of Ding Wang is that he is a king."

"Hey! Never!" Yeluye sighed.

He Lianzhen was a glimpse, looking at Yeluye inexplicably. Yeluye helplessly smiled and said: "Hey, haven't you understood what you are doing today? You don't have to make an idea on Yeli in the future. Unless, after the repair of ink repair, no one can move the glass again." Today’s move is very clear to tell everyone that anyone who dares to move the glass will kill him if he dies. Fortunately, today's business can be regarded as a warning. If Murraya really made up his mind to kill them today, even if the last ink repairs and exhaustion, they will not escape before they die.

Those in power always like to say that they will do whatever they want, but they will never include themselves in all these costs. Now that life is gone, what about killing Mo Xiu? What about the death of the palace? Is it not someone else who is getting the benefits?

He Lianzhen has been indulging for a long time, and finally sighed: "I didn't expect that there was a love in the palace."

He Lianpeng got up and said to the Yelu field: "His Royal Highness, you will be ordered to go to the Linglong Mountain Camp."

Yeluye frowned: "Do you still want to deal with Ye Liu?"

He Lianpeng said: "At the end, there will be no more to decide on Wang Hao. But Ding Wangzhen is now sitting in the Linglong Mountain Camp, and there is also a need to be guarded by our army. Ding Wang Yu is resourceful and conscientious. At the end, people who are stationed there are afraid. Yes,"

When Ye Luye thought about it, he nodded and said, "This is good. If you raise your wounds, let it go. Don't provoke the glass again." At the end, Yeluye couldn't help but warn. He Lianpeng nodded: "The end will understand that the injury will not be heavy at the end, and you can leave tomorrow."

"Let's go." Yeluye waved his hand and said no more.

In the camp of the Mojia army, Feng Sangong’s momentum is compelling. The handsome face is full of anger and screaming at someone in the main position who is bandaging the wound. If the mouth is spit out, if the average person listens, they must endure. I lived in shame and wiped my neck to solve the problem.

However, the King of the King, who had just been killed, apparently feels very comfortable, and does not put the anger of Feng Sangong in his eyes. Don't help people, just casually pull the cloth around the side to wrap the wound and wrap the wound on the arm. As for the other minor injuries, they are too lazy to pay attention.

"Feng San, when did you become an old woman? You are bothering?" The wounds were fixed, and the ink repairs only looked up and blew the phoenix three sons.

Feng San Gongzi couldn't help but sigh, and the gas didn't hit a place. He yelled: "Mo Xi repair, you **** and looking for death, don't drag the king's house up and down to die with you! One person goes to the north camp, you set Wang Ye martial arts is the best in the world. You are so terrific, why don’t you go to kill Yeluye Beibei Wang Leizhen and Mo Jingli?! All of them are dead and the world is peaceful. Of course, don’t forget to give yourself one. Sword wipes the neck forever." In the end, Feng Sangong angered and smiled at the ink repair to reveal a sneer smile.

"Noisy." Ink repair faint.

Feng Zhiyao gas knot, hand-handled things to the ink repaired the past, and then went to the case, "you die to die, I do not do it!" said the rushing out to go outside. Fortunately, there are only two brothers, Han Mingyue and Han Ming, in this account. If the generals of the Mohist army were seen, Feng Zhiyao could not run the crime of committing the following crimes.

Ink repaired his frown and took the things that Feng Zhiyao threw. "Stand up, where are you going?"

"I am going to Lingbi Mountain!"

"Dare to find Ari, this king interrupted your leg." Mo Xiu yin yin said: "Oh, today's things are in the heart of the king. But it is a lesson for Yelly, and will not come again in the future." You are tired too, go back to rest." After that, wave the hand and the king turned and went out of the big account. Leaving the devastated Feng Zhiyao sat there in a daze. It took a long time to react. "Ink repair! I saved your life, you want to interrupt my leg?!" What is the opposite sex? This is it. What is it for the wife to insert two brothers? I will know when I see the king.

Han Mingyue and Han Mingxi looked at each other and sympathized and patted the shoulders of Feng Zhiyao and went out.

What happened to the Mojiajun camp here, under the strict command of Dingwang, it can be called a threatening order, naturally it will not be transmitted to Ye Liu’s ear. Ye Li took Qin Feng and others to the Lingxiao Mountain Camp the same night. Because Lingshu Mountain is not the main battlefield, it has the most support of Feihongguan. The Wangfu, which has few troops, will not arrange too many soldiers and horses here. Only the former deputy general Zhou Min led a 50,000-strong army and added 50,000 original Dachu sects.

When Ye Liu and his party arrived, they did not inform in advance, and naturally no one came out to meet. However, the situation seen in the periphery of the army made Ye Liu frown. At this time, it was already late at night. Generally, the Mohist army should have fallen asleep in addition to the patrolling soldiers. However, the group of people such as Ye Li was not close to the big camp, and they heard the noise coming from inside. This is not the noise of what happened in the army, but the voice of the soldiers in the army who are drinking and frolicking. The face of Ye Liqing has suddenly sunk.

Zhuo Jing and others are the secret guards who have never been in the military. Qin Feng was originally a black cloud rider. The black cloud riding military discipline is only stricter than the ordinary Mojia army. Actually, they have never seen this situation. The face is a bit hard to look at. Neither Yunxiao and Chen Yun came out of the army. Yunxiao lightly coughed and whispered: "Wang Hao, this should not be the soldiers of the Mohist Army, but the original big places that we gathered after the loss of the land." Chu Bingma." Yunxiao was in the Great Chu Army, although Murong Shen can be regarded as a strict military discipline, but there are still some Yang and Yin. I have heard of many loose military situations. These big Chu soldiers and horses were beaten by the northern shackles. If the Mohist army did not gather them, it would be almost the same as the rogue. When this happens, the cloud is not surprising at all.

Ye Li quickly wanted to understand the key points. The Lingshan Mountain Camp was run by the Mojia Army and the Dachu Army. Da Chu, these remnants of the army, regardless of their combat power or all aspects, are naturally inferior to the Mojia army. Maybe some people will break the cans. Zhou Minben is just betting on the side, I am afraid it is not good to control them.

Depressed the anger in my heart, Ye Liu faintly said: "Go in and see."

Seeing that their group of people appeared at the gate, the guards who were already playing their fists still remembered their duties. They quickly stood up and asked, "Where are you?"

Ye Lisheng asked: "Where is General Zhou?"

The guardian seemed to have a young and beautiful woman in the middle of the man, and could not help but rise a little bit of contempt. Waving the wave: "The military camp is heavy, is it a woman who can ask for a woman? I am not going fast."

"Let's relax!" Qin Feng Shen said: "Ding Wang Yu married, still not let Zhou General come out to pick up."

Several guards couldn't help but look at Ye Liu and they couldn't help but laugh. "You said she is a king? A weak, windless yellow-haired girl can't pretend to be a king, a big courage! I see you are Beibei’s spies?” I have to say that the name of Wang Weiwei is too strong, but there are not many people who have seen Ye Liu. The appearance of Yeli is too deceptive, and it looks like a weak and unpretentious person in the night.

"If she is a king, I am not a king?" A guard smiled proudly.

"Let's relax!" Qin Feng was discolored. Several guards had not seen how he acted. The person who had just spoken had already been caught by him. He slammed into the door next to him and suddenly had a blood. Sprayed out. The man looked up in horror, and a bright sword had topped his throat. Qin Feng sneered and said: "The courage is not small, do you want to live?"

Others were also scared by this sudden change, and immediately exclaimed loudly, and even the signals and drums of the enemy were forgotten. Seeing Ye Li and others are even frowning.

Soon the camp was even more heated. Many soldiers rushed in, but each one was a pair of looks. Seeing that the gate was not the enemy's terracotta warriors, but a few men and women who looked superior, but they stunned, I don't know what to do. Until a drunken general-looking person came over, the guards of the gatekeepers quickly rushed forward and said: "General General Kai, these people pretend to be kings, and want to camp..."

"What, what? Bold..." The general was about to get angry, and an ink-colored jade was handed over to his eyes. Zhuo Jing said coldly: "See clearly?"

The generals widened their eyes and looked at an imposing figure on the ink-colored jade. The legs could not help but be soft. "Don't fix the king?"

Ye Li went up and looked at him faintly: "Who are you reporting to understand? Where is General Zhou?"

The generals quickly said: "The end will be ... the end will be the general of the Chuchu Luozhou City, Sun Yaowu. Zhou Min ... General Zhou's camp is still ten miles away from here." Originally, since Zhou Min and After Sun Yaowu was ordered to station here, the Mo Jiajun and these great Chu soldiers have always been together. These remnants were beaten by the Beibei people, and it was almost useless on the battlefield. If they are not worried that they are living outside the scourge of the people, I am afraid that they will be allowed to return to the field.

Zhou Minben is just the only one, and the prestige is not enough. The Mohist army is strict and disciplined. It is said that these big Chu remnants are uncontrollable. In desperation, Zhou Min did not expect them to do anything. They only allowed them to camp outside the battlefield ten miles away. They were stationed in front of the battlefield to guard against the Beibei people. Because it is close to Feihongguan, Feihongguan still has more than 200,000 troops and horses stationed in Yuanxiao, and it is not very difficult.

In this case, the glass is not too light. If Yeli does not insist on coming to Lingshan Mountain, maybe the two armed forces will carry out in the future. The first one that has problems is this place.

"At the end, I will not know that Wang Hao is coming, I can't welcome Wang Shuo for sin. Please Wang Hao first take a break in the camp. At the end, I will send someone to ask General Zhou to come over." How can Sun Yaowu know how to fight, Ma Yingying The skill is very skilled. Ye Ye was unhappy in the heart, and was about to refuse to leave. He went to Zhou Min’s military camp. There was a tidy hoof from the distance. In a moment, a middle-aged man came to the door and stopped at the door. When I arrived at Yeli, I squatted on the knees with one knee. "At the end, Zhou Min, I have seen Wang Hao."