Chapter 633: Go to the death camp
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Chronicles of Heaven
- Blood Red
- 2588 characters
- 2021-02-13 07:48:23
On the edge of the battlefields of the Three Kingdoms, the western boundary line of Wolf State, a desert named Qinglangyuan.
Qingqing Shenguo, the general army of Li’s rule, built a city, and there were military strategists. With nearly a thousand remaining warships as the core, they built a simple urban defense law and reluctantly resisted the enemy’s mad attack. .
The city is not big, but the radius is only a dozen miles, but it has gathered over a million soldiers.
The number of troops in all directions is more than twenty times that of the city's remnants? The number of warships that are suspended in high altitude alone has already exceeded 10,000. A million remnants of the district, according to the fact that this fleet is volleyed once, is enough to completely smooth them.
How can it be the anti-hands of the ship's volley?
The heavy snow rolled over and fell, and the outside of the city was white, and the snow was thick. Over a thousand battleships were suspended in the sky, and the warships burst into a dazzling light, emitting terrible heat. The snow flakes falling over the warships have not yet landed, and they have been completely evaporated.
No piece of snow can fall into the city.
The temporarily built Jianjun Military City has been out of water for half a month.
The main force of the Xiang family commanded in the battlefields of the Three Kingdoms was too fast, and it was almost completely destroyed in just a few hours. The regiments commanded by the major commanders of the Xiangjia battle did not figure out what happened in the past, and they were both dazzled and fleeing.
All the heavy, grain and grass are abandoned, and a large number of warships are either destroyed or fall into the hands of the enemy.
The defeated soldiers of Li’s command will reluctantly retreat to the original blue wolf, surrounded by enemy forces, and they have no way to escape. They can only build their own insurance and wait for support.
The green wolf was originally the most remote place in Wolf State. It has many Gobi walls and less water. It relies on the heavy snow every winter to add a little bit of water to the underground river.
The enemy fleet of the besieged city let the snow flakes evaporate at high altitude, and there is really no drop of water that can fall into the city.
In the city, a few deep wells that barely came out have been dried up for half a month. These days, under the premise of not affecting the city's large-scale formation, the city's soldiers have dug as many as dozens of depths as far as possible, but there is still no trace of water in the dry well.
They are cultivated as a deep-rooted life, and they will be able to persist in insisting on their persistence.
Those who have not repaired the building, they have not reached the limit for half a month, and they have already reached the limit. The body is one, and the injured soldiers who are not injured are already like this. Those injured, especially the seriously injured, have already fallen.
Outside the city, the Weiwei Shenguo military camp in the siege, in the big account of the Chinese army, the fox squats with a bright pearl, is squinting, carefully looking at the geographical map of the Qingjiang of the Qingqiu country with hundreds of feet in front of it.
The geographical sandbox of this deputy mana is much more detailed than the "Gongshan Society's Global Map" used by the Qingqiu Shenguo Military Department.
At least in front of this geographical sand table, some of the sheep's intestines known by the drug-harvesting personnel have been recorded, and the military's "global map" only marks the roads that can be used for carriages.
This geographical sandbox is the result of a few careful investigations by Linghu, who has been in charge of the military for countless years, using countless secret agents, spending countless hours, countless efforts, and countless money. This geographical sandbox is a supreme weapon for marching and fighting. It is so heavy that it has been intercepted by the fox, and only a roughly 100-fold global map has been thrown to the military.
This geographical sandbox, which is also a unique treasure in the whole of the fox, has been secretly preserved in Tushan Hall, which is one of the township treasures of Linghu. The fox fox was attacked, and the entire core of the fox was wiped out by a net. This geographical sandbox was naturally taken away, and now it is back to the hands of Linghu Nine.
"If Linghu Qingqing knows that we are using this sand table and his loyal ministers to fight, I don't know if he will be mad at blood."
Linghu nine straight up the waist, smiled and pointed to a point on the sand table.
"There is Li Mo worry in the city, and Li’s contemporary family is also a capable general.... In such a situation of total collapse, it is possible to gather millions of soldiers and choose such a place with six veins. It’s not easy to get a good place to build a walled city."
"Li Mo worry...not bad. The army he commanded is not bad." Linghu said in a hurry: "Forcing him to go out, can not kill, can not kill... all the blood of the national dynasty, kill them In Dawei and Dawusi, there is no loss. In our own case, it is a heavy loss."
A Linghu clan stepped forward and whispered: "Shaojun, I am afraid that it is Xiahouyu, I can't wait. I haven't beaten for more than a month, one place, two places, now Dozens of things are like..."
Linghu Nine smiled and said indifferently: "If you can't wait, then you can't wait, he can't wait, he can order the siege. But just tell him that the dog jumps on the wall, resists, and is dead and hurt, but he is big. Wei’s soldiers."
The night pearl in his hand leaps and bounds at the fingertips, and the fox whispered slowly: "Give him, he is now Prince Wei, this time to attack the Qingqiu Kingdom, is to give him a chance to brush his reputation... If He will lose too much damage, and his good reputation in the Wei Wei folks is still unnecessary?"
Linghu Nine glanced at the many family members in the big account and said leisurely: "Ask him, is it not that he is inside the royal family, there is no competitor in the eye?"
A group of people from the Fox family laughed in unison.
Linghu Nine nodded softly and said: "Remember, brothers, remember, remember... This is the great change that I have made in the past few years, and it is extremely dangerous, but it also has hidden opportunities."
"One step to the sky to achieve the world's great achievements, or step by step to die without a burial place, huh, huh... one by one, be careful, then be careful." Linghu nine closed his eyes, a few blue veins of the eyebrows beating rapidly.
"Be careful, be cautious, then, everyone will work together and spend a lot of money every day to make a final decision... Don't just care about eating, drinking, and playing every day, and carefully look at it."
"From Linghu Qingqing's determination to seek a squatting position, think carefully, think carefully, carefully calculate the cause and effect of it... and then to the end of our Tushantang pulse, how are we from the fox hill, 'Trafficking' to Dawei... In this, whoever is likely to be the initiator, one by one thinks carefully."
"Boldly think, boldly guess, don't let go of any possibility, even if your thoughts are blameless, maybe we can save our entire Tushantang, and we will save our fox."
The fox sighed heavily and opened his eyes, rubbing his hands against his temples: "Headaches, headaches, there are many key points that can't be figured out."
"Change to the past, I can't figure it out if I can't figure it out... If you can't figure it out, you're going to die."
"The dead, such things, the children of other people's families, I don't feel sad, but our own people... hurt one, it's like breaking five fingers, making me sad..."
The voice did not fall, and the harsh whistling sounded from the distance.
The body of the fox swayed into a blue shadow, and brought a breeze out of the big army account. He slammed into the sky, and the footsteps rushed to the heights of the land, screaming The direction of the sound came to the past.
In the farthest place in the east, a red fire rose up to the sky, rushed to the sky above the ground, and then exploded, bursting into the sky, the clouds of fire flashed in the night sky, releasing a glare of glare. Shine in all directions.
The secret letter of the Taoist army was passed on like this, and every few hundred miles, there were dozens of red-hot letters straight into the sky, so it was only half a tea time, distance On the beacon tower of the military camp, which is more than a dozen miles away, there is already a blood color that makes the letter go straight into the sky.
After about three breaths, there was a bang in the nine sleeves of the fox.
Linghu Nine grabbed a sounding tone from his sleeve, and when he pointed his finger at the jade, he heard a rushing voice: "Small Jun... I wait..."
‘噗嗤’ sounded, and no more sounds came out.
Linghu Nine’s eyes twitched.
The letter is so good that this kind of sounding commander is in the face of an urgent military situation, but instead of this kind of shaking hand, the letter of the sky can be used.
Nowadays, the blood of the sky has erupted, and it is obvious that there is an urgent military situation, but the frontline troops in front of the enemy have not been able to pass back any useful information. Linghu Nine’s eyes violently jumped, and he muttered to himself:
Let’s green, is that you?
A touch of blue light flashed through the nine eyes of the fox.
He squinted and faintly said: "In the past, Tu Shantang was only responsible for the bloodline, and kept the blood of the foxes constantly. This is the duty of Tushantang."
"Why, you have already stepped out of this step... The life of Tushantang’s countless tribes is now in the hands of others... No wonder I am Tushantang Shaojun, I want to wrestle with you."
"And look, this is the pulse of your accession to the WTO, or I Tushantang, only to inherit the best Tianhu blood."
"No matter who you send, no matter how many people you send... In short, I let the Fox nine, take it."
When I talked to myself, I just exported it. A Tushantang tribe appeared silently behind the fox, and handed a cyan and line to the fox fox: "Xiaojun, this is The news passed over there."
"Is it the sales route of the main legion of the project, and cooperate with the side of our full-fledged family army?" Linghu Nine smiled, took the secret, and posted it on his own eyebrows.
"Let the fox green, the fox green, who can blame? You are the founding of the Qingqiu Kingdom, even the interior of the country has not been able to clear ... I do not know, your position of the Emperor Is it so comfortable? It’s inexplicable.
A glimpse of the aura from the secret symbol into the fox fox eyebrows, let the fox stayed, and then laughed.
"It is the An Wang Huo Xiong who took away the Tiantian of the Dawu Kingdom." Hehe, is this heart-smelling and despicable? This evaluation is very high. It seems that it is a personal talent."
"Well, I just slaughtered the temple of the Qingqiu Kingdom. Is the Supreme Master of the Temple of the Temples cut off?"
Well, it’s a reusable talent.
"Just, now he is our enemy, it is a headache."
"Hey, this way from Qingqiucheng all the way, the state soldiers and county soldiers along the way were swept away by him? More than 100,000 large transport ships? How many soldiers brought this? This is, this is... ...and the lingering ambiguity has brought countless things? What does he want to do? Ah? What does he want to do?"
"Feeling Xuanjing... This kind of goods is sent to the battlefield. What does he want to do? The 100,000-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousands What is the battlefield?"
Linghu looked at the distance in the distance and kept the direction of the letter.
Suddenly, the voice of the voice in his sleeve trembled again. He hurriedly pulled out the voice charm, and finally there was a heavy gasping voice: "Small Jun is careful... they are..."
A loud noise came from the voice charm, but it is conceivable that there is a powerful power to blast, and the person who has passed the sound is smashed together with the charm.
"Is it so fast? Actually, no one can pass back a complete sentence? Who is it? What are they doing?"
Linghu Nine's eyes violently beat.
Then the voice charms shook again, but before the Linghu Nine opened the charm, the movement of the charm suddenly disappeared. Obviously, the person responsible for the communication was killed again.
"To send a scout, be sure to find out what happened in front of you?"
The fox whispered to himself: "It doesn't make sense. An Wang Huo Xiong is so shallow, can he have several people available on his hand? Such a speed of raid is simply contrary to common sense, even if it is covered by naval guns. Also, I can’t wear it without a word..."
Linghu Nine suddenly had a big warning, and he jerked back two steps. The sound of '嗤', a long, thin, with a trace of stinking arrow silently from his nose Before the speeding past, the hurricane brought by the arrow made the nose of Linghu Nine feel a little hot.
"assassin!"
The fox screamed loudly, and his body was full of brilliance, and more than a dozen high-definition defensive secrets immediately protected him.
Dozens of generals with a stream of light and spirits roared from all around, and the Juhu Nine Group was protected.
But no more arrows came, but instead of horrible screams everywhere in the big camp below.
The wind whistling, the snow tumbling, and an invisible arrow hit the ghost in the snow, and the middle-level officers who had no precautions shook their bodies. The key points were more than a dozen arrows, and then collapsed. The collapse fell to the ground.
An inexplicable poison gas spread rapidly in the air.
The bigger the wind, the faster the spread of poison gas, and the invisible poison gas passes through, and the soldiers under the foxes are plunged into large areas.
I haven't waited for the way to make the foxes think of strains. The gates of the camps in the east have burst into ruin. Thousands of burly figures have smashed the flames, and the pace has been rumbled, and no one has broken into the big camp.
"The Qingqiu Kingdom, An Wang Huo Xiong, and the death camp commander Xiang Yu is here."
"Go to the dead camp, kill!"
Thousands of heavy weapons were lifted high and then pulled forward.
Just a blow, thousands of hurricane mad dragons swept the camp, and the big barracks shattered, just a blow, at least 100,000 elite powder and bones.
Linghu Nine finally screamed: "The enemy attack, fight!"
The voice did not fall, and dozens of guards around the foxes were smashed together. A burly old man appeared behind him out of the air and punched his head down.