Chapter 558: Month black wind killing night

With a bang, the tea bowl in the hands of Wang Jun’s head was smashed, and the tea poured into the charcoal brazier, and suddenly a thick smoke was made.
There was a coughing noise in the room.
"Daddy, can you not be so stingy, get some charcoal to entertain the brothers?"
Ding Dashan also coughed twice, waving his hand to disperse the smoke.
"If you are not entertaining you, the charcoal fire will not burn." He said with no anger.
Because the dignity in this episode room was shattered a few points, the window opened and the fireworks were turned off again.
"Let's talk about it." Wang Juntou re-poured a bowl of tea and sat down and said, "What should I do?"
Some people in the room have a cough, and some have sucked their noses.
"It's difficult." Someone said, "This can't be done. The strength is too great. They are even more powerful. They opened the gates. Let's fight so many gold soldiers. How can this be done?"
But this time his voice fell, but he did not immediately agree.
The people sitting in the house look thoughtful and thoughtful.
"We have so many people, if they call them the old seven grandsons, they can gather more than 2,000." Ding Dashan suddenly said, "It is a night raid, and the old nine said that the golden thief is actually strong outside, maybe..."
Wang Jun looked at him and frowned.
"Old Ding, you don't want to be overwhelmed by military power," he said.
These words say everyone's mind, so that the people in the house look different again.
That's right. The ones that the chopping people headed to the front of the old nine, although it sounds feasible, are some of the adventures, but the last one is very real.
Military power.
If you have military merit, you can be promoted and made a fortune. With military power, you can get Yin Rong if you die.
As a military commander, the quickest and easiest way to advance is military power.
Compared with military martial arts, adventure does not seem to be anything that can't be done.
As the saying goes, wealthy insurance seeks.
The identity of the chopping people is special, and the words are blurred into the country, which means that they are indeed sent by the country. As for why they can follow the instructions of the country, there is probably a certain kind of transaction.
Although Cheng Gonggong can't come, he still remembers this side in his heart, so he has this arrangement.
The fierceness of the chopping wood is also suitable for this kind of fast-attack battle, and it has to hide the identity, so that these local officers and men are in front, and will not chaos the rules of the army.
This arrangement is so comprehensive.
"Cheng Guogong is really exhausted." Ding Dashan’s eyes were a little red and sighed. "The integrity of the country is the whole of the North, and there is no such thing as abandoning us for the big picture."
He said that he took a deep breath and looked at the people in the house.
"The old nine said yes, the reinforcements, they are the reinforcements, orders, the orders of the country."
The people in the house are silent for a moment.
"Dry." A military leader suddenly slammed the bowl in his hand and said, "I can't go on this kind of grievance."
Another military head also followed the fall of the tea bowl.
"Yes, as long as they can open the gate, I will fight with the golden thief," he said.
Ding Dashan was busy twice.
"Don't drop my bowl," he said. "There are not a few good bowls."
Wang Juntou also stood up and dropped the bowl on the ground.
"Ding Dashan, there are a lot of expensive bowls in the kitchen after the Kaide House." He said, "If you can lay the Kaide House tomorrow night, those dishes will be taken away, and we will not be able to see them."
Ding Dashan's eyes lit up.
"Pharaoh, then this is fixed," he said.
This is a pun, and everyone in the room knows what it is.
The remaining two people also slammed the bowl on the ground.
"Say it is fixed." They also shouted, "Not a few bowls, you take them."
The people in the room said that they looked at each other and laughed at the hips.
"Now to convince the three boys." Wang Juntou said the plastic surgery.
"It’s easy to convince the three. The guys are the most greedy." Ding Dashan said, his eyes are shining and he has a big hand. "If this time, it will be done, then we can make a great contribution. The history of staying in the Qing Dynasty is also uncertain."
Write a note in the history book, but many readers are dreaming.
The people present were all looking at the light, standing in a house with almost no charcoal fire in the winter, sweating hot.
"This is a big opportunity." They muttered.
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The winter night was whistling, and the swaying fire was placed in front of the gate of Kaide, and the fire was almost extinguished.
The four fire gates in Kaide House have been set up with such a large fire basin. Originally it was not. It was only settled in these few days, obviously to prevent people from approaching Fucheng at night.
But tonight, the north wind is mad, and some of the places are convenient to change, so that the guards on the city gates are not so clear.
A burst of sounds of Soso's voice seemed to be crowded in the darkness of the night, and the wind blew in the wilderness, groaning and covering the footsteps of the march.
"Moon black killing night, high winds set fire." Ding Dashan whispered, looking at the looming front of the city, "Today is too suitable for the night attack, you said that the old nine election today, is it coincidence or know the sky in advance?"
A woodcut knows the sky.
Wang Jun’s head turned his eyes, but unfortunately no one saw it at night.
Also, Zhuge Liang reincarnation calls for the rain.
"Don't care if it's a coincidence or a celestial being," he whispered. "See if they can open the gate smoothly."
He said that he looked back again.
"Mao Santa seems to be unwilling to come."
They went together to convince the other three bunkers, but the two agreed, and one did not give a clear answer, saying that they should be considered.
"A short time still considers a fart, and I don't dare to come to it." Ding Dashan said with a sigh.
"If you don't come, don't come." Wang Juntou said, looking at the front of the weapon in his hand, "maybe we are also white."
If those who cut woods can't get into Kaide, or if they don't succeed in opening the gates, they will have no choice.
Can't get in, can't save, can only turn around and run away.
"Wait a minute." Ding Dashan also clenched his weapon and whispered.
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When there is something in my heart, it is very torturous.
On the frozen ground, the cold wind blew through, and the hearts of Ding Dashan and others were cool, and Ding Dashan was still awkward.
He suddenly wondered if he was dreaming.
This is too ridiculous.
"Pharaoh, you yell at me..." He couldn't help but turn his head and said, "There was a collision."
When the voice did not fall, I saw the old king around me jumped up.
"It's on fire!" he muttered, his voice trembled, not knowing whether it was frozen or excited.
on fire?
Ding Dashan looked at it, and surely saw the thick smoke in the night ahead with the fire, and the noise was also drifting with the wind.
They went in! Ignite two military camps!
Ding Dashan's body clenched his teeth and squeaked.
"The city gate is open."
The whistle in front of the blink of an eye came to the news.
So fast! wild!
Ding Dashan only felt that he was numb, and the cold and cold bones were cold, and the hot sweat came out.
kill! He will shout when he jumps up.
When the sound was not exported, I heard that there was a shouting sound on the other side, and countless torches lit up.
This, who is this again?
Ding Dashan and others looked at it and suddenly blinked.
"Mao Laoqi!" he shouted, and immediately annoyed. "This shameless thing, it’s not coming back, but still wants to grab the power!"
His voice fell, and Wang Juntou had already rushed out with a knife.
"Kill the enemy!" he cried.
A group of soldiers followed and shouted to the Fucheng.
Ding Dashan was almost hit.
"Mother's," he shouted. "Everyone is cautious and discreet, and I am forced into the house by Laozi. Now I have seen the merits of running faster than the rabbits."
Although the words are squatting, the voice is smiling.
"Small, the opportunity to revenge is coming!"
He rushed forward, and behind him was the little soldier named Madu. The thin figure was holding a long gun, and his eyes flashed brightly, like a sharp arrow to the Fucheng.
You can take revenge, take revenge, and take revenge.
Late at night in the winter, the fire was screaming, and the sound of shouting stirred the half of the sky.