Enduring the Winter Chapter 195: Departure
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"Roar", the sound waves are just like substance, faintly rushing away all the clouds in the sky. Facing the thirteen life-dead blows, the giant claws of the alien beasts shook their heads with the shadow of the gun, tearing the shadow of the gun away cleanly.
Jiang Thirteen's eyes saw that the last thing was easily resolved by the alien beast, and there was no idea of living anymore, he closed his eyes, and let his body fall from a height.
No one will pay attention to a figure that is doomed to die, even if he was so dazzling before, when he fell to the altar, it was doomed to be gloomy.
Even the strongest thirteen were defeated, and the disintegrated troops were even more panicked. Many of them, in order to save their lives, did not hesitate to attack the weak and drive them behind. You don't need to run the fastest, as long as someone runs slower than yourself, the dead dao friend will not die the poor dao, this truth, Xu Long's elite players are undoubtedly full of experience. In fact, they all did the same.
The anger of the alien beast dyed the sky red for half of the day, and it could not find a threatening opponent anymore, and the disturbed anger turned into a monstrous flame, which fell from the sky.
The earth burned violently in the flames, and the clouds expanded rapidly under the high temperature; the screams of screams accompanied by the smell of barbecue spread throughout the battlefield.
Fear, helplessness, resentment, grief and anger.
Various emotions are rippling over this wilderness for a long time.
This sweeping war that started in the middle of the night suddenly turned into a unilateral slaughter at the break of dawn. However, this was not the looting link familiar to the Dragon Royal officers, but a great escape.
The sun slanted west again, and their reinforcements finally arrived. When Jianyi saw Xu Long with his blood-stained armor, he was obviously shocked by his tragic sight.
This "Emperor" who is usually dressed with a glossy pink face and a bohemian dress is only a handful of people left by his side at this moment, and the blood stains on his face can't be taken care of. Xu Long saw Jianyi's The first reaction turned out to be crying.
"Your Majesty, your ministers are too late to help, please punish your majesty." Even so, Jianyi still abides by Xu Long's rules. The reason why he can be the leader of these three hundred elites is not only because of his strength. There is also a strict style of doing things.
"No later, no later, hurry up and give me the evil beast behind-I clean up, I have a lot of rewards." After Jianyi's reminder, Xu Long once again restored the power of the monarch of the great country, and the command is finished. After Jian Yi, he hurriedly asked the people around him to clean up.
Sword saw the alien beast from a distance early in the morning. Although the mighty power was terrifying, he had never seen a battle after organizing several times to slaughter the gods. But this strange beast was able to kill thirteen people with a gun that was not weaker than its own, and it was obviously not a good role to deal with.
"Where's Gun Thirteen?"
Looking around, Daobazu had to bite the bullet and stood up: "Thirteen has died for the country."
Sword Yi became more solemn, whispered to the messenger around him, and the army behind him immediately moved.
"Square circle array."
Toluoyang Zhang Rang’s blessing, although he suffered a lot from his staff, it made Zhang Rang really unable to learn a lot of practical little things.
"Tell me about what this monster is capable of." The sword said with a pair of swords.
While listening to Daoba's statement, Jianichi had already signaled his men to accept the disintegrated army. Staying still, Jian Yi understood that although the army was coming fiercely, the thirteen troops that were defeated were not weaker than him. Only when all the forces were combined, could they have a greater chance of winning.
It turned out that it was already night when Xu Long brought the thirteen guns and the others to the place to clean up. In the beginning, Qiang Shisan suggested that Xu Long attack again the next morning and stationed to rest first. Xu Long also agreed. But later, it seemed that it was because of a beauty next to Xu Long. Xu Long, who eagerly wanted to show his strength, asked Qiang Shisan to immediately lead the attack.
Insufficient recuperation and the strength of the enemy made it a loss from the very beginning.
And Jianyi knew that Daoba's words had already saved a lot of face for Qiangshisan and Xu Long, and Xu Long knew all his virtues personally. And Gun Thirteen, has never been a handsome talent. Where there is a battle, the first ones to appear will always have him.
"Hey", sighed, Jianyi asked: "Then, why did Thirteen die? With his ability, even if he can't beat him, he will reach this point."
At this time, Dao Ba was a little stumbling, his eyes kept looking at Xu Long, but his mouth "this, that" didn't have any actual content for a long time.
Xu Long is obviously not completely ignorant of the state here, after all, he wants to count it right, but the realm strength is the first player to be genuine. But at this moment, he heard it and pretended not to hear it, and wanted to avoid this time by fishing in troubled waters. After all, even though he has been a bit jerk, he still has a basic view of right and wrong. The death of Gun Thirteen has a great relationship with him. This point is also bright in his heart, but he doesn't want to admit it.
He is a dignified country, one monarch, how can he say such words that detract from his prestige?
Jian Yi faintly understood something, but he could only sigh silently for Thirteen. He turned his head and continued to ask: "What is the ability of that strange beast? You have such a strong lineup."
"The strange beast is different from the gods we have encountered in the past. Although his attacks are weaker than those of the gods, its physique is like immortality. We can't hurt him with a single blow."
"What?" These words shocked the sword's expression. Such combat power can't hurt the alien beast. Then, if you have more people like yourself, how much more can you win?
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And just when the senior Long Yu was caught in a bitter battle with the alien beast, Liu Qian had already rectified the army and set off.
Although the war started three days later, with these low-powered troops, the speed of marching suddenly slowed down. That's why Liu Gan decided to set off with the troops first, and let Dulong take the rest of the people to chase after him according to the original plan.
The march of the army is undoubtedly very boring, but fortunately, Su Yun'er got good advice from the old man, which is a priceless space magic weapon-Flying Sword.
When I saw this thing for the first time, Liu Qian couldn't figure it out at all. How could this kind of magic weapon used for fighting be used to be lazy on the march?
But soon Liu Gan was shocked by Su Yuner's skillful operation.
She threw the flying general into the air, and the milky white vindictiveness surged toward the flying sword. It was not long before she reached the heavenly rank that she obviously did not have the vindictive power, so she had to gritted her silver teeth and muttered: "Usually that old man I didn’t notice it when I was fiddling with it, but now I think it’s quite gluttonous."
Liu Gan smiled, but was slapped by the little girl: "What are you looking at, come and help me!"
"The power of space is OK?" Liu Gan became interested, and pointed his finger at the flying sword. In an instant, a huge amount of space power gushed out, and the flying sword that was still trembling in the sky stabilized suddenly, accompanied by a sound. The crisp sword chant seemed to be happy for this quintessential power.
It didn't take long for the flying sword to float in the air and stabilized. The difference is that the sword's edge has a sharp sword intent that gives people a fear, black, seeming and absorbing space. The power is related.
"Okay, let's stop." Su Yuner took Liu Gan in a familiar way and walked towards Feijian. Amidst familiar spatial fluctuations, she came to an antique room.
"This taste is really Xiao Lao's handwriting." Liu Gan praised.
Su Yatou sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals unceremoniously, poured Liu Gan a cup of tea, and then drank it herself, but said: "I can't feel it, if it wasn't for the old man, baby , I have changed the layout a long time ago. Look at this teapot, how dirty it is."
"Girl, this is what you have missed. Look at this pattern and glaze, it's not a simple thing."
"Huh, don't care about him", as she swept across the table of Eight Immortals with bare hands, many more delicate pastries appeared.
The two sat down to eat and drink, laughing and chatting together, flying sword steadily suspended above Xiao Bai's head, following the large army, and marching towards the temple.
Although it is already autumn, the autumn tiger is not a meowing creature. The poisonous day hangs high, and the air is scorching the earth in the afternoon with the heat of midsummer.
An elite force of 3,000 people is advancing quickly, but invisibly utilizes the advantages of the terrain, making its concealment not low, and it is difficult to find without close observation.
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Luoyang.
The little emperor has returned to a stable life again, but he still has to bear the pressure he should not bear at his age every day.
Wake up at five o'clock every day, and after some freshening up, early morning is essential. Then go to the harem to please the mother, and accompany her to breakfast. At about ten o'clock, he will return to the main hall again to mark the memorial. Now the map is smaller, but there is no less troublesome thing.
Disaster situation.
Taxation.
Rebellion.
Bandits.
Enemy attack.
Diplomacy.
There is nothing easy to deal with. He simply has a Zhang Rang. When he really can't handle it with government affairs, he only needs to give full power to this military god.
Clearly a military commander, Zhang Rang was busy getting on his horse and armed with a gun to fight, and dismissed his horse to pick up Anbang's work. In just a few months, he has lost a lot of gray hair.
The life of the little emperor is not much better than him. At about one o'clock, when it was time for lunch, he could send his confidant who was arguing in the temple back to eat. After lunch, it was the happiest nap time, but it was only half an hour, a quarter of an hour.
After getting up, there are as many as nineteen teachers waiting for him, who are responsible for teaching him all aspects of knowledge. Although he is the emperor, but he is only eleven years old, the royal education is still unstoppable.
When the candles are lit at dark, it is time for get out of class to end. At this time, the tired little emperor had eaten dinner and had to go back to the main hall to handle some of the government affairs that had not been handled in the morning. If you encounter one or two headaches, it will obviously be late at night.
And if he encounters leisure time, he still has a headache. Because although he was only eleven years old, he did not know where the beauties were. Although a lot of them were lost in the previous wars, there were no fewer than a hundred beauties offered by officials from all sides. This is not to mention that he had taken in his concubine early, and there were many people, some of whom were old enough to be his stepmother. But what can be done, the emperor, there are also political marriages.
Fortunately, he is still an inspirational emperor. He is not obsessed with a certain concubine and beauty. He is just a routine, rain and dew. But that's it, it's also a tiring job. You must know that one drop of fines and ten drops of blood is not something he should endure at his age. No matter how nutritious the food is, it can't make up, it can't make up.
On this day, the little emperor was in the main hall and met with several important ministers to discuss taxation matters.
A decree of the Longyu Empire affects the entire world.
"Your Majesty, the veteran believes that the people are the foundation of the country. Now Luoyang’s corvee is indeed a little heavier. Before the world rule, the taxes were the same, and there is no problem. But since the hateful dragon has been so One, this one", after thinking for a long time, I couldn't find one that can be summarized. He was so cruel, he continued: "Such a **** and unreasonable decree. It is clearly not a good thing for the two countries, but you have to fight to make the world an enemy. His heart is shameful, his heart is shameful! "The old guy has played politics all his life, but he has never seen this kind of gangster fighting offense. If he was lucky enough to read a certain martial arts novel, he would definitely roar, it's you, Qishangquan.
Beside Lao Shangshu, a middle-aged man was laughing, as if laughing at Lao Shangshu's short-sightedness and ignorance. He said a big deal but no one had an idea, and he didn't have an idea yet. This is simply in a crisis, add another fire! He stepped forward and said generously: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that we should order all localities to step up the search. Once the people who have fled to other countries are found, the whole family will kill them; the whole family will flee, and the ten neighbors will kill them!"
Seeing the shock on the face of the little emperor, the middle-aged man said again: "Your Majesty, the troubled times should be a heavy princess. Once the people escape to Longyu, it will be an enemy, your majesty!"
However, the little emperor did not agree, but waved his hand to make the middle-aged man retreat.
Someone commented again, but they were all old sayings. It is nothing more than watching the people or lowering taxes. These are not the results that the little emperor wants to see. If he were weaker, I am afraid he would have ordered a reduction in taxes long ago; if he had been stronger, he would have already issued heavy sentences to target these treasonous people who fled.
However, he was in the middle, plunged into infinite hesitation.
"Your Majesty." The familiar voice made the contemplative little emperor feel certain that he raised his head and it was Zhang Rang. Zhang Rang at this time had just returned from the front line. Since Zhuge San came to the front line, he hadn't fought a big battle, but a small battle was fought three times a day. The disturbance to the front line was so troublesome, but he had to treat it with caution, no one knew. This is not Zhugesan's exhausting strategy.
The little emperor beamed with joy and said: "Give me a seat, Mr."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhang Rang sat down unceremoniously in the envy of everyone.
The little emperor got up from the dragon chair, came to Zhang Rang, stared at Zhang Rang with a look of expectation, and said: "Mr. also asks me." He was about to kneel down when he said that. How? Although he knew it was a routine, Zhang Rang was still frightened, "falling" from his chair, and raised the little emperor in a panic: "You can't do it, you can't do it, your majesty is the emperor, how can you bow to the old minister. But what is it? Worries, the veteran ministers are stunned, and they will not hesitate."
"Sir, these days, I have suffered for you." When he raised his head, the little emperor was already in tears. The crowd onlookers, from admiration to hatred at the very beginning, now they have to cooperate and are moved to tears.
Zhang Rang looked at the little emperor’s non-hypocritical expression, his heart was filled in an instant, he nodded heavily, and roared: "The old minister is terrified, and he can gain such trust from his Majesty. The minister, there is no death. Regret."