Vol 2 Chapter 877:

Chapter 877
Qing Yu yawned and asked, "What time is it now?"
Yu Yuan said, "General, it's already Haishi."
Qing Yu nodded, and murmured, "It's time to rest." Talking, he handed the map to Hua'an, asked him to put away, and then stepped out.
His tent is behind the Chinese army tent, less than ten meters apart. After getting out of the army's account, he took a long breath on his back, stood for a while, and couldn't help fighting a cold war.
The waitress hurried forward and covered a big over him, whispering, "My son, it's cold now, so go back to rest earlier, don't freeze your body."
Qing Yu turned back to her with a grateful smile, then turned around and walked to the bed. He had just taken a few steps, and at this time, a wind patrol was passing in front of the bed.
The helmet of the patrol of this wind army is crooked, and when walking, the pace is uncoordinated and looks messy. Seeing this, Qing Yu couldn't help frowning secretly. His administration has always been strictly forbidden, especially the military capacity, which is very strict.
He stopped, beckoned to the team of wind forces, and asked them to come over. The wind patrol rushed forward, and Qi Qi intervened, saying, "General!"
"Which corps are you from?" Qing Yu asked as they looked at them.
"The Ninth Corps!" The captain, led by him, respectfully handed his military card.
Qing Yu didn't pick up, but narrowed her eyes and glanced up and down the captain. Although it was dark and the light was limited at this time, he could still see him clearly.
It seems that this person rarely talks about forty. This is nothing if you change to another country. However, the generals of the wind army have always been mainly young and strong, and there are very few veterans over the age of 40. Bing, not only the captain's age is forty years old, but the soldiers behind him also seem to be young, and some people even look older than the captain. Furthermore, which of the veterans in the army is not pampered and offered as a living treasure, how can such a chore like night patrols come to them?
On the mind, ingenuity, and keenness, among the so many commanders of Feng Jun, few people really can match Qing Yu. At this point, he saw something strange, but didn't make a fuss, his expression remained calm, and he asked calmly, "Which team of the Ninth Corps?"
"Seventh team, second team." The captain was humble, but his words were concise, and he seemed unwilling to say one more word.
Qing Yuen asked, "What's your captain and captain's name?"
"..." The captain bowed his head and remained silent.
"Did you hear the general asking you a question?" Regarding his attitude, Hua'an and Yu Yuan Er, who were beside Qing Yu, were furious and retorted loudly.
"The captain is Master Liu Xi, and the captain is ..."
"Liu Xi?" Qing Yu smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, the captain of the seventh formation of the Ninth Corps should be named Pang Zun. Your Excellency should not even remember the name of the captain of your own. ! "
As soon as this word came out, the captain and the soldiers behind him all changed their faces. Who would have thought that the commander in chief of the army could remember the names of the thousands of captains below.
Almost at the same time, Hua'an and Yu Yuan also noticed something different, and they stepped forward subconsciously and asked, "Who are you?"
The two hadn't finished their words yet. The captain yanked out his sabre without warning, pointed at Qing Yu's chest, and stabbed it fiercely.
His movements were too fast and sudden. Even Qing Yu did not expect that he would suddenly shoot at himself, and his speed was so fast.
Qing Yu is frail and sick from an early age, and is not suitable for practicing spiritual martial arts, but he has always been practicing swordsmanship skillfully, and it is not easy for most people to win against him.
Seeing that the other sword stabbed near him, at a critical moment, Qing Yu leaned to one side and listened to the sound of the sand. Jian Feng was almost next to him, passing his chest and abdomen, and opened a large opening on his chest. Inside a white flowered blouse.
"Yeah! Assassin!" The faces of Hua'an, Yu Yuan, and the many guards around them all changed greatly. People showed their sabers together and quickly surrounded the team of patrols of the army. At the same time, Hua'an and Yu Yuan The two pulled Qing Yu back again and again, guarding him behind him.
Identity revealed, these assassins disguised as the wind army are not hiding, one by one quickly pulled out Juling Dan, plugged in the entrance, and then each with a weapon, and battle with the siege guards.
The captain, led by his two companions, went straight to Qing Yu. In the course of the three men's forward rush, the white spirit mist was emitted in unison. Then, the spiritual armor and the soldier's spiritualization were completed at the same time. Three people, three spirit swords, took the green feathers straight.
Hua'an and Yu Yuan gave a loud shout, also covering the armor, holding the soldiers, rushed forward, and fought with three assassins.
The two of them are Qingyu's escorts. Lingwu is already good in the Feiyu army, but there is still a gap compared with the three assassins.
The assassin separated two people and trembled Hua'an and Yu Yuan, respectively. The remaining assassin continued to attack Qing Yu, and the sword stabbed into his throat.
Qing Yu's skill can also be used against ordinary people. Against spiritual practitioners, especially first-class spiritual practitioners, it is undoubtedly a mantis car.
At this time, he was really powerless to block the spirit sword stabbed by the opponent, but when he was helpless, he couldn't care about his identity, he fell on the spot, and walked out to the side.
Huh! The spirit sword did not pierce the green feather, and the assassin did not pause for a moment. As the spirit sword appeared a dazzling light, the spiritual chaos? The wind was released, and the sky's spirit blade was like a snowflake. The chance to dodge is gone.
Seeing the chaos? The wind's spirit blade has covered the green feathers, and he has to be cut into pieces. At this moment, two plumes of black smoke suddenly burst out of Qing Yu's side. He didn't even see what happened, Two groups of black smoke have condensed into an adult form, and the two of them clasped Qing Yu's shoulders and slammed them together. Qing Yu flew out like a cannonball fired from the muzzle, and flew out of chaos? Attack range of the wind. While throwing Qing Yu away, the two men collapsed into two clouds of smoke and disappeared.
Hum! Chaos? The wind blows, but only a mass of air is swept. The assassin's eyes flashed with surprise, and shouted subconsciously: "Darkness spiritualist!"
"Hmm! Sir, it is not so easy to assassinate my army commander."
As the voice came, a figure slowly emerged from behind the assassin, and then, from time to time, his shadow appeared from north to south, and only a blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen secret practitioners around him.
They all wore black spirit armor, black from head to toe. Only two spooky eyes were exposed, and they held disc-shaped wheel knives in their hands. A chain was attached to the knives. Shaking the wheel knife, the chain made a crackling noise.
Seeing the weapon in their hands, the assassin's face changed again, and the shock in his eyes was even stronger, and he exclaimed, "Darkness!"
Of course these dark spiritual practitioners are not gloomy, and gloomy cannot run to protect the green feathers, they are the dark arrows of the wind country. The reason why the weapon used is the same as the gloom, it was imitated by the dark arrows under the instruction of Tang Yin.
Tang Yin is not a rigid dogma. On the contrary, his mind is more flexible than anyone in this era. There are good things to learn, of course, this is nothing to shame. He had played against the dark, and also felt that the dark spiritual practitioners were very suitable to use this chain-connected wheel knife. When others were still in Sichuan, they had already sent someone to send the captured wheel knife back to the wind country. , Copied by the Ordnance Division and distributed to all staff of Dark Arrow.
"I don't know what gloom is, but I can tell you that our name is-Dark Arrow!" The talking dark spiritualist walked slowly towards the assassin, and as he approached, those around him Shadow Arrow personnel have also come .
"kill--"
He took the lead in yelling, and the knife in his hand flew towards the assassin.
The round knife they use is different from the gloom. It has a hole in the middle, and it will emit high and low whistle when flying in the air. It is sharp and abnormal, it is disturbing to hear, and it has an indescribable sense of depression.
The assassin was just trying to wave his sword, but his whistle rang around him, and he looked around. More than a dozen round knives had flew towards him from all directions. The trajectory of the round knives was still floating. From time to time, sometimes from time to time, it is invincible. There is no way to make a judgment in advance. You can only wait for the knife to fly to make a block.
When more than ten round knives flew near and far, the assassin gave a loud scream and gave the sword with all his strength. He heard Dang, Dang, and Dang continuous crisp sounds in the ear wheels, and dozens of the round knives fell to the ground together. But before he had time to breathe, the falling blades floated up again, still flying towards him.
The assassin tried his best to block back and forth, and the sound of the scene was endless. It didn't take long for the assassin to take care of it, and he was entangled in the ankle by the chain of a round knife. The Dark Arrow staff pulled back hard, he couldn't stand, and fell on his back.
"Ah-" the assassin exclaimed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ With his waist and eyes firm, leaning forward, holding up the sword, trying to cut the chain around his ankle, but the sword in his hand has not been cut yet. Going down, another round knife was spinning past his wrist.
With a bang, his chain wrapped around his wrist, he was startled, and had no time to make any changes. The other wrist was entangled with his ankle again. This time, he was suspended in the air on his back, four The chains locked him up.
He was struggling fiercely, but unfortunately he couldn't fight the combined force of four people with one person's strength, and he could not break free even if he exerted his strength to feed.
Squeak, squeak—as if a whistle from Hell sounded in his ears again, he hadn't seen what was going on, and suddenly felt that his neck was tight. It turned out that there was another chain around his neck.
"A plot to assassinate our army commander, kill without amnesty!"
As one shouted, the chain around his neck suddenly tightened. The spiritualized chain struck the spiritual armor around his neck and creaked. If he looked closer at this time, he could clearly see his neck. The spirit armor of the Ministry is gradually distorted and deformed.
"Roar!" Someone yelled at the top of his head, and then he heard a thump, the assassin's head was strangled stiffly by the chains.