Chapter 59: 100,000 dreams (1)

Human life is like a mustard, and blood is like spring water.
The blood of the moat in Chujiapu tumbling, and countless thin bodies rolled over the waves. The ferocious carnivores that were raised in the moat leaped wildly, tearing the flesh and blood of the miners killed by the arrows.
The miners are unafraid of fear and fear of death.
They rushed under the wall and stood on a patrol walkway that was only six feet wide under the wall. They piled up people's ladders and climbed up to the city.
On the wall of Chujiapu, suddenly thousands of bricks were removed, revealing a square hole with the size of the bowl below. A sharp short gun was pushed by the machine and continually pierced from the square hole. A large block of miners was pierced by the body, and the tragedy fell from the ladder.
Two Chus on the wall were enshrined in the crowds of heavy brigades, and one of them offered a wave of water. The water dragons of the dozens of water tanks in the moat swarmed into the sky and quickly became condensed on his head. A pool of three acres of water.
The other one gave a long laugh, and he opened his mouth, and a fire dragon spewed out of his mouth, turning into a glaring fire into the water.
In the blue waters of the waves, the fire was rolling, and the huge water was boiled and boiled in just one tea time. Chu, who controlled the water dragon, offered a palm to turn over. The huge water mooring was rolled down from the wall of the city. The boiling water boiled thousands of miners under the wall.
Thousands of miners were smashed into the moat by boiling water. A large number of carnivorous fish swarmed, and some fierce objects such as predators hidden in deep water rushed up. These miners turned a few times in the moat. , quickly fell to the bottom and disappeared.
A long horn was heard in the squad of the wilderness, and dozens of soldiers riding on the big leopard quickly rushed to the wall, waving their arms and shouting loudly. Tens of thousands of miners who were preparing to cross the river on the moat were once again launching a wave of attacks. Once again, the archers on the city shot thousands of people, and they slowly retreated.
In the process of retreating, the two Chu's offerings on the wall once again joined forces. A boiling boiled water fell from the sky, and hundreds of miners were burned on the spot. Thousands of miners were boiled and boiled, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The wolverines withdrew.
"These miners and Chu's have deep hatred and hate!" Chu Tianyu was on the big stone and shook his head hard.
"Chu's does not eat Wofang grass. Most of these miners are the people of the tribes of the wilderness. Many of them are merchants from Lizhou and Zhangzhou, Lifu, miscellaneous, and displaced people." Ajia sighed. "As far as we have been in the past three years, the number of violent and killed miners in the mines of Chu has been hundreds of thousands. This hatred is deep."
Chu Tian black face looked at the direction of Chujiabao.
In addition to the source of the miners that Achen said, the more miners in the Chu's mine are the stabbing pawns of the military camps in Zhangzhou, Zhangzhou and Zhangzhou.
Quzhou, Zhangzhou, and Zhangzhou are located within the 100,000-year-old wasteland. They are the most remote and inferior state in Dajin. Therefore, criminals in about 40% of the Dajin Prefectures will be stabbed to the borders of the three states.
Chu is a big man, colluding with the command of the three states with military camps, spending a small amount of money, every year from the three states of the military camp to get a large number of stabbing criminals thrown into the mine to be a slave. These stabbed criminals have friends who have made good friends, or relatives who come to Sanzhou for visits. Many people often visit the mines of Chu. Most of these people are also killed by the oysters.
In these years, Chu’s night roads have gone much, often encountering ghosts.
On weekdays, the Chu’s private army was brave and able to hold back. Today, the coalition forces attacked the city. The guards of the Chu’s concentrating mine returned to Chujiapu, and these miners immediately rebelled. A group of evil spirits escaped, naturally the first time to find Chu's revenge.
With the fierce crying and cursing, tens of thousands of wicked miners entered the coalition camp.
The sun has already fallen to the west, and the sunset glow of the hills has been blurred and bleak. The night shrouded the earth, and the coalition camps sizzled a little bit, and the road rushed to the old high. The horns are far and wide, and the walls of Chujiabao are hung with green lanterns. The seemingly faint light illuminates the land outside the city. Even a flying insect flies over. The green light leaves a clear visible trace of light and flame.
In the direction of Zhangzhou City, the squad of the brigade and the squadron shouted the number, and escorted a full-loaded cart to the coalition camp.
The granary in Zhangzhou was opened, and the mountains and grains were continuously sent to the camp. With the logistics base in Zhangzhou City, the bereaved army of Yan Xiu's majesty, even if it is here for three or five years, does not have to worry about the poor food and grass.
The night was gradually thick, and at night, there were several fire dragons marching into the coalition camp.
Yan Xiuer sent a fine manpower to attack the various mines of Chu, and the miners of dozens of large mines were rescued. These mines are far away from the Chujiabao road, but after a few hours of trekking, the miners in the nearby mines have joined the coalition forces.
The size of the coalition’s battalion has expanded by a large piece, and it has been raging for a long time, and the camp has finally quieted down.
The direction of Chujiabao is silent, only the tragic green lanterns sway in the wind, and a gloomy gas makes people feel uncomfortable.
A dog, Aque and Chu Tianyi have rested, and the mouse is standing on a big stone and watching it around. Chu Tianpan was sitting in a gap between Dashi and the mountain, and once again transported the "Dream of Dreams."
The singular winds that are extremely thin and unnoticeable to ordinary people rush from the body of Chutian, and flow toward the surrounding area.
The dogs and aunts who were huddled in the grassy nest, and the hundreds of big men, also squatted at the same time, subconsciously curled up their bodies. Chu Tian Fang Yuan Baizhang inside the bird is silent, except for the mouse is still full of energy, all other small creatures are all caught in the deepest sleep.
Chu Tian closed his eyes, and he looked like a misty soul, and a sigh of wind caught his soul. He walked out of his body and walked around the body briskly. For a while.
The grass around it swayed slightly.
The tail of the mouse was pointed on the ground, and the tail lifted his body. He widened his eyes and looked around, but let him use all his strength and still couldn't find anything wrong.
"It's a bit interesting, it's a bit interesting!" The mouse yelled and smirked: "It’s really a mouse, a big baby, and it’s right, it’s right, I’m slashing people with swords all the time. Ugly? Mystery, mystery, mystery is..."
The mouse suddenly squatted there: "What is the basis of the mystery? The secret technique is the path to what? Yeah? This one can't remember. Is it really confused? But I only have more Young?"
"When the old boy of the Chu family, that is, the tenth generation of the ancestors of the Tian Geer, went to the Rat, how old was the Rat? How old is the Rat? How? How do you remember it?"
The mouse swayed his tail gently, slamming on the stone, staring at the moon in the sky.