The Little Ancestor of Fast Transmigration abuses scum online

Chapter 96
With the shout of charging, a sharp sword is like a wild horse running wild, and the blackness is overwhelming.

In the endless battlefield, corpses are strewn all over the field, and even wild beasts in the forest are scattered in all directions, lest they become sacrifices of this war.

The young man who was ridiculed by others for not being able to hold a gun and stick all day, was wearing armor, his father was seriously injured, and his son went out to fight in his father's place.

"Nephew Qingchen, these puppets can't be killed unless their necks are cut off with a knife. They get up too fast and don't know how tired they are. Even if our soldiers are not killed, they will be exhausted to death! "

One of the sons who was picked up by General Song back then, the second son, Wen Fu, had blood on his face, as if he could not hold a sword in his hand.

Song Qingchen looked at the scene in front of him, and frowned: "Let all the soldiers enter the city, lock the city gate, and let the soldiers guard the city gate to the death!"

When Wen Fu heard this, he felt a little worried: "The morale of the generals is low now. If they go back to the city now, I'm afraid they will think too much about it. When the time comes, the morale of the army will be turbulent, and it will be difficult to control!"

Song Qingchen knew the consequences: "It only takes one night!"

Seeing him so determined, Wen Fu was overjoyed: "Qing Chen, do you have any idea!"

Song Qingchen was a little uncertain. Seeing how anxious he was, he chose to speak: "I went to see these puppets first. The leader inside used whistles to control the people below. I don't know if whistles have any effect on these puppets. I want to see it again tonight!"

"Is there any danger? I'm looking for capable soldiers to follow you!"

It is equivalent to the lair of the puppet, and it is too dangerous this time.

"The target is too big, but it is dangerous. I am familiar with the terrain, trust me!"

Erlang from back then can hold up a beam now, Wen Fu looked at the young man with mixed feelings in his heart, if this young man hadn't come in time today, I am afraid that this life would be returned to God.

The moonlight was sinking, and the puppets outside the city were still roaring outside the city gate, like ghosts. In this dark night, everyone in the city was terrified.

In the city, the doors of everyone's houses were closed, and even the children at home did not dare to cry loudly, for fear of attracting ghosts from outside.

When Song Qingchen came to Sihuan Mountain, without Zhang Hui's "help", there were already no slaves working outside.

Song Qingchen broke in alone and came to the place Zhu Yi said.

It's just that I fell in with the person Zhu Yi said, and there is another familiar person here.

"Qing Chen!"

Song Qingchen looked at the two of them, and frowned at him: "You will be locked up here like this!"

Things went back to the night Song Qingchen and Shen Yinwei left.

"The person I want you to kill!"

Seeing Zhang Hui's silence, Ye Mei's heart was burning with anger, she pulled out the sword next to her, and put it on Zhang Hui's neck.

"Zhang Hui, how dare you betray me!"

Originally wanted Shen Yinwei to die in the frontier, but after learning that Shen Yinwei and Song Qingchen had left, Ye Mei could guess one or two.

"It's okay, since you betrayed me, you have to pay the price, go and find your old friend!"

Puppets are scary, what will happen if the common people see their country's generals also become puppets!
This is why Ye Wentuo and Zhang Hui have not died.

The puppet entered the capital, the fake Ye Wentuo left, and the real Ye Wentuo became a puppet, then all of this was logical.

In time, the fake Ye Wentuo would restore his identity. The successor of the genius doctor did not expect to become a spy of a country and hide it for so many years.

Song Qingchen briefly explained the situation, and Ye Wentuo thought about it carefully: "The whistle should be able to control the puppet!"

Neither he nor Shen Yinwei took the whistle. If the whistle wasn't on Shen Shuli's body, then he would have been alone all the time.

The night ghost who has never shown up!
So far they haven't played against each other.

Song Qingchen kicked open the prison door, looking at the two iron chains weighing a hundred catties, his brows furrowed.

"Where's the key!"

The one hundred catties of iron chains had worn the ankles of the two of them to bloody flesh, and Ye Wentuo's ankles were covered with calluses, and the wounds were healed and then worn out, and the next day went round and round, turning into what it is today.

Ye Wentuo shook his head, Zhang Hui said hastily: "It should be in the pharmacy, I have been there, there are many keys in it!"

"You know it!" Song Qingchen sarcastically said mercilessly, looking at Ye Wentuo and speaking slowly.

"Wait for my senior!"

After Song Qingchen left, Ye Wentuo slowly opened his mouth and said: "Young people are awesome, this kid will become a great weapon in the future, someone's good boy, when I go out, I will definitely introduce him to join the army!"

"He is the grandson of General Song."

Zhang Hui knew him, but during this time together, he guessed a thing or two.

Once he said this, the people in the cell fell into silence, and after a long time, he said cheerfully: "I never thought that the old general's grandson is so old, and has the demeanor of the old general!"

Song Qingchen came to the pharmacy, got the key, and was about to leave.

"Boy, don't ask if it's not good to take it yourself!"

Holding the sword around his chest, he is at ease, and looks like a teenager. It seems that the two are about the same age.

Song Qingchen saw the whistle on his waist at a glance.

"Yesu and the others were all killed by you, why haven't you seen them these few days?"

His tone was flat, as if he had lost a little bit of fun, and he didn't care about the life and death of others at all.

Song Qingchen didn't answer his question, and made a move with a long sword. Ye Po turned around and took out his own long sword to resist.

"Don't do it first, let's talk!"

Within three rounds, Ye Po realized that there was a disparity in strength between the two, and based on the principle of running away if he couldn't beat him, Ye Po was about to run away.

Song Qingchen grabbed his clothes, turned around, and stopped his movement. Now that the two exchanged positions, Song Qingchen leaned against the door.

Ye Po was thinking about going out unless he hit Song Qingchen, he said a little irritably.

"Brother, I know I want my whistle, but I gave you the whistle, and when I go back, I will be fed by the king, all snakes are dead, and I will die!"

The corner of Song Qingchen's mouth raised, and he looked at the young man in front of him: "If you don't give it to me now, then you will die now!"

"..."

Finally got the key and whistle, Song Qingchen brought Ye Po to the prison.

"Open!" The key in his hand was thrown into Ye Po's arms.

The instigated person opened the door reluctantly, pointed at Zhang Hui, and said seriously.

"Do you want this traitor!"

"..."

"Forget it, I'll give it to you as well. I don't know if that poisonous woman Ye Mei is dead, so forget about her people!"

Untying the last shackles, Ye Po waved: "Boy, if I'm still alive, I will find you in the future!"

"Why does he have to go back knowing that there are many bad luck and bad luck!"

Ye Wentuo looked at the person who left, and suddenly felt a little bored in his heart. The young man often came to talk to him.

Although noisy, it is also a kind of fun.

Song Qingchen: "These people should have something more important than their lives in the hands of the king of the Qiang Kingdom, so these people will risk their lives for him!"

(End of this chapter)