Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1643: Incoming (1)

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The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

A wine glass fell to the ground with a sound. The wine spilled out of the steel cup, and the wine was delicious.

Hearing the voice, a general from outside the big tent got in and looked at the man on the table hesitantly and asked: "Master, are you okay?"

The King Pingxi opened his eyes, and he held a jug of wine in his arms. The wine jar had bottomed out, and it had obviously fallen into his stomach. A jar of wine is almost the same as drinking water for him, so how can something happen? But now he is obviously a little bit drunk again, but he is not intoxicating and everyone is drunk. If he were not willing to be drunk, it would be impossible to get him drunk with a jar of wine. He waved his hand and motioned for the general to go out. Seeing him like this, the general opened his mouth, and in the end he could only turn into a light sigh and withdrew from the account.

King Pingxi knew what he was sighing, in fact he would sigh for himself. His smugness almost disappeared after repeated setbacks. In this foreign country separated by thousands of miles from the old man, his lofty ambitions and ambitions are almost exhausted.

First, the March battle at Ark Harbor, and then the fiasco outside Bauhinia City. When he wanted to regain his power, an epidemic that swept across the entire empire, as well as a large number of sergeants’ foreign soldiers, let him The mood fell to the bottom.

Now the King of Victory and the Xiyi Empire have reached a preliminary agreement.

Truce?

This is like a joke.

The king of Pingxi remembered whether the sycamore tree in the compound of his mansion was still flourishing at the moment; he remembered whether his wives and concubines would stay alone at midnight; he remembered that he was only three years old The eldest son, would he still look for "daddy" with a sullen voice; he remembered that he had sworn an oath in front of the ancestors' **** tablets before going on the expedition, whether the ancestor would sigh his incompetence under Jiuquan.

Suddenly, he wanted to go back and ignore this western expedition.

He knows very well that this is an escape; he knows better that in normal times, he most despises people with this mentality. But now, he wanted to escape, because he was afraid that he would fold here, die in this foreign country, and finally turn into a cup of loess.

Out of the account, it's raining.

The rain is not heavy, but it is dense, and soon the world becomes blurred. The military camp that was once full of voices became empty due to the change of half of the soldiers. King Pingxi was in a depressed mood and hadn't questioned the situation of the barracks for many days, so another general was in charge of the camp. This general abide by his duties, only arranged the daily affairs of the barracks, and arranged trivial tasks such as patrols and cooking.

Outside the camp, a patrol team is lazily resting in the woods. Since the febrile incident, the morale of the army has fallen to the bottom. Coupled with King Pingxi’s own depression and inaction, the soldiers are even more lazy, often avoiding the supervision of the army and changing their methods to laziness. In particular, some veterans were even more slippery and drizzle, but there was no trace of rain in the forest, but the air was humid. A few veterans sat under the tree, rolled up some tobacco leaves and lighted them up. Cigarettes are a specialty of the Panlong Empire. The tobacco leaves are brought over across the oceans, so they smoke a little less, so they are very precious. Several veterans smoked very carefully, for fear that they would miss a puff of cigarettes, and the young men who had just joined the army were very envious.

"In the past, I didn't think tobacco leaves were strange. We planted some tobacco behind our own house. But now, I know that this thing is really a treasure. I take a mouthful and close my eyes, as if I have already returned home." The veteran sighed.

A recruit next to me said: "We don't know if we will go back. If we knew I would not be enlisted. Otherwise, if we sell my pig circle this winter, we will be able to ask for a wife."

"The kid is thinking of women." The veteran slapped him on the head without angrily, and almost didn't take a picture of his helmet. He handed him half of the cigarettes left in his hand, and the latter hurried over and took a big mouthful. The veteran smiled and cursed: "I am thinking about the goodness of the mother-in-law at home. Look at these barbarians, all of them are big and thin. Yes. Those legs are even more drooling. Just find a few and have fun."

"I thought, but now we are not truce with those barbarians. Those women can only watch and can't move."

A group of soldiers laughed.

Another soldier next to me said: "I don't want women."

"Then what do you think? You always miss men?"

"Go." The soldier lowered his voice and said, "I want to bring some valuable things back. As long as the foreign merchants in my hometown bring back something from here, they can sell for a good price even if they are broken. You Think about it, if I bring a few treasures back, I resell them. The money I sold will buy a bit of Susukada and some pretty girls. Hey, I'm a master too."

"Thank you, send your daydreams."

The soldiers laughed. At this moment, the new recruit who was smoking suddenly got a cold head, thinking that he was caught in the rain. He stretched out his hand and touched it, but he felt a sudden heat in his hands on his head, and the pain made him jump up like a burning buttocks.

"What's the matter?" A veteran turned his head, with a smile on his face. The smile froze, and he saw something climbed down from the big tree behind the recruit. The thing looked to the veteran, two red awns stabbed the veteran's eyes with pain.

Seeing the expression of the veteran, the recruit looked up, but only saw a blood basin fall sharply, and then the world became dark. I vaguely heard the scream of my companion, but my consciousness quickly disappeared.

The veteran sat down on the ground, and watched a headless corpse swaying and falling in front of him. The soldiers around him screamed and picked up their swords. Someone pulled him, and the veteran recovered. He quickly stood up and looked at the monster vigilantly. He has a lion-like head and two human-like hands, but his hind limbs are like hooves like cows and sheep. The first bend has a flame burning in the center of the corner. A blood-red monster, with dark flame-like patterns on its body. It ejected a few wisps of fire from its mouth, spit out the recruit's head, and then rushed over.

Fight for a while.

A dozen soldiers died in different conditions, only the veteran was still alive. But he lost a hand, dripping with blood. The mouth of the monster with two knives stuck in his body spit out the veteran's arm. The veteran ran to the barracks, and when he looked back, he saw that the monster had already caught up. Moreover, in the dim light deep in the forest, a little red fluorescent light lit up. Then more monsters rushed out of the woods, rolling in like a red tide to the barracks.

The King Pingxi, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly heard the sharp horn sound. He sat up with his head, and a general rushed in and shouted: "It’s not good, Lord. We were attacked. It’s monsters. Monster!"

The only wine left by King Pingxi is gone.