Chapter 70: Rat as messenger (1)

After a big day, the corpses of Chujiabao ran across the wild and the blood flowed into the river.
The Chu’s archers on the head of the city stopped the attack with a tacit understanding. With the last glory of the sunset, the team’s Lifu and the chores from Zhangzhou City went to the battlefield and silently collected the bodies.
In the low roar, several Chu's offerings were secreted on the wall, and a white flower rushed from the junction of the moat and the outside waters to a height of more than ten feet, and the body of the miners who had been blocked along the moat was washed away.
One fire dragon ran out of the city outside the camp, in the territory of Zhangzhou, the private army of the giants who were closer to the city of Zhangzhou entered the camp.
Because of the strict requirements of Yan Xiu'er, these giants not only brought their own private army guards, but also the powerful workers who can force the sticks, the wives who rented their land, and even the cowards who rented their land. It is a strong and strong woman who has also been packaged and moved.
These teams ranged from three to five thousand people, and many of them were tens of thousands of people. There was no discipline at all, and all the way to play, under the gaze of countless wilderness soldiers, they went into the big camp without fear and fear.
At the core of the camp, in the tent specially built for the green gull, after Xiu Xiu's sitting on a piano stand, she looked at the guqin in front of him.
Green aunt lazily sat on another piano stand, slightly squinting at the corner of his eyes, looking at Xiao Xiuer with a smile.
The tent was filled with incense, and a few of the beautiful ladies and sisters were biting their lower lips, and the body trembled slightly. They spent a lot of effort, and they insisted on standing in the tent without any embarrassment. With your ears fleeing out.
Suddenly, Yu Xiu's ten fingers hooked on the guqin, and the fingers were stiff, and he listened to the sound of '咚咚嗡嗡, 嘎吱'. The incomprehensible melody sounded like a flood of beasts, and instantly filled the entire tent, just like Thunder. Not as good as ears, full of everyone's ears.
Green Gu sighed with a sigh of relief. Her hands were on the piano table. Two white fingers gently plugged the ear holes, and said softly and softly: "The young master, the female handsome who is a unified soldier, is also very good. Why do you have to be proficient in the temperament of the generals who are leading the war?"
The meaning of Green Gu is that you still hacked people with a large group of smashing men. You have no talent for the temperament. Don’t ruin the rare and rare 10,000-year-old guqin that was preserved from the ancient Qin Dynasty. It is.
Yan Xiuer bit his teeth, a blue rib on the forehead, and the old anger, and the anger of the heart, the tone of the 'peaceful' smile: "Showing children dull, let the green sister laughed. Just, Xiuer The mother is proficient in poetry and songs, and the chess and calligraphy paintings are just fine. It’s just a matter of learning a mother."
Long sigh, his hands gently push open the guqin, Yan Xiuer downcast and said: "Today, the green sister is resting. If there is a need, just open to the following people. Green sister is my VIP family, who Don't dare to neglect."
Standing up, Yan Xiu went outside the tent.
The green aunt scorpion flickered a few times. She asked after she was behind the show: "Hey, Lord, what do you do, why? Is it just to break through Chujiabao and revenge for your mother?"
Green Gu immediately asked: "The green prince does not understand the military affairs, but it also shows that these few days, the Lord does not seem to be eager to break through the Chujiabao? Is it that the Lord is only deliberately consuming military power?"
Yan Xiuer indulged in a moment, turned around, smiled and gave a long sigh to the green sergeant: "How clean and happy the green sister is? These mundane things, the green sister does not have to ask. Xiuer’s actions, since There is a show of intention."
A slight meal, Yan Xiu's Shen Sheng said: "Xiu'er is a young master of the family, and naturally he has to plan for the family. As for the other, I really don't care. This 'other' naturally contains those who are private. The life of the army, even the heads of the various giants, naturally sacrifices if they need to sacrifice them."
Waiting for Green Gu to ask, Yan Xiuer smiled and asked her: "The green sister can know, what is the explanation of the word 'sacrificial'?"
Green Gu is silent.
Yan Xiuer converges on a smile, and once again bowed to the green aunt and turned and walked out of the tent.
The so-called 'sacrifice' is naturally not only to fight and die on the battlefield. In the ancient Qin before the Jin Dynasty, the meaning of 'sacrifice' was to sacrifice to the heavens and the earth, and a large number of slaughtered animals were called 'sacrifice'. '.
In the hearts of Yan Xiu'er, the private soldiers from the giants in the coalition camp are just ‘sacrifice’.
The sun sank completely, and the thick night shrouded the heavens and the earth. In the sky above 100,000, the night seemed to be heavy and heavy. There is no moon tonight, and there are no stars. The darkness of the sky is dark clouds. The cold and chilly breeze blows out from the clouds, blowing on people, making people feel cold and sulking.
Yan Xiuer looked up and looked at the dark sky. Suddenly, she subconsciously said: "It is said that thousands of years ago, on the day of the fall of Daqin, the sky did not see the sun, the moon and the stars for three years, and the darkness covered the heavens and the earth for three years. There was blood rain in the sky. The real demon, the powerful Daqin, died like this."
"I don't know, what is the darkness that lasts for three years compared to today's night?"
"Hey, little girl knows quite a lot? Hey, this kind of shiny little girl is actually the commander of these solitary ghosts? People, no one, no generation is better than a generation!" Along the side of the darkness, several close-knit ladies around Yan Xiu'er immediately shouted.
A smog came, and Green Yingying’s sly ghost hand slammed into the show in the yin wind, and she was about to hold her in her hand.
The young swords of Yu Xiu's hand spurred out, and four or five silver-colored swordsmanships were placed on the hands of the ghosts. They only heard the sound of '嗤嗤', and the fires attached to the swords burned. In three or two times, the long sword forged from the refined steel was burned into molten iron.
The palms of several maids were burned with reddish handles and they burned with black smoke. They screamed in unison, and the body was beaten by a strange force of electric current, swaying backwards and backwards.
Only Yu Xiuer alone was alone in the face of the ghost claws. She shouted and rushed out from behind her. The dragon's shelling figure rushed out from the darkness, '哗啦啦' sounded around. The show is in a hurry.
On the picture, the dragons and scorpions are scarlet, and if there is a sound of dragons, there are two spurs in the dragon's scorpion, and they are beaten on the green and shining ghosts.
There was a sigh in the darkness, and the ghosts and claws smashed.
"Well, Canglong shelling map! It is a bunch of waste, the fat that was delivered to the door that year, actually did not get this baby!"
In the darkness, the icy voice rushed away: "However, it is not too late, your little gimmicks sent this baby to the scorpion. This fat, this must be swallowed." "8