Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 616 I have a plan

The big tent was eerily quiet.

Xiao Changlie stood in the first place, his thick eyebrows twisted together.

"We have captured thirty-one fierce soul horses this time." Finally, someone broke the silence: "Fierce Soul Horses are of excellent quality. If we simplify the baggage, it won't be a problem to take three people. Captain, you can take three hundred people with you. It's not too late for you to leave now."

Xiao Changlie said nothing.

He placed his hands on the table, and there was a faint red light changing in his pupils.

At this moment in the big tent, some people were silent, with a burning smell coming from their bodies, which was the aftereffect of the thunder being dispersed. Some people had serious faces, staring at Xiao Changlie, and some people lowered their heads, not knowing what they were thinking.

In a battle not long ago, the Shangzong side lost nearly forty people. Originally, the evil soul horse without its master would spontaneously run back to the camp, but Song Shi and others had anticipated this and intercepted most of them.

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We learned some latest information from the three prisoners.

The first is Xie Wenjiu, the successor of the commander-in-chief of the Beitian Army.

In the Liyuan battle, the enemy was outnumbered one by two, facing the two great sect masters, three land true immortals, and those with great supernatural powers, who had reached the fifth level of realm. They fought hard and fought in four states one after another, causing the collapse of mountains and rivers within a 600-li radius, and the day and night were turned upside down. Even after more than half a month, the battlefield could still see strange phenomena such as the appearance of stars in the daytime.

Afterwards, Xie Wenjiu's whereabouts were unknown, and no one knew whether he was alive or dead. Even the outcome of the battle was controversial, but one thing was certain: the commander-in-chief of the Beitian Army failed to win.

This made Xiao Changlie and others feel relieved. Missing is better than a death report. As long as the other party is not dead, the Beitian Army will be rebuilt one day.

But the second piece of news that followed made the atmosphere, which had just relaxed, fall to freezing point again.

"——The Supreme Sect has freed up its hands, and a new envoy will arrive soon! By then, you traitors will have no way out but death!"

Xiao Changlie's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he had been looking like this for quite a while.

"Captain, a master of the third level can travel a thousand miles a day. There is no time to hesitate!"

Finally, someone stepped forward and raised his voice: "Thirty-one evil spirit horses, plus the horses we originally had, can make up three hundred people. Please give the order and take them away quickly!"

Xiao Changlie supported himself on the table with his fists clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound. The flying sword at his side emitted a red glow, but he was unable to slash straight out like before.

"The envoy of the upper sect." He growled, "It's not like I haven't killed anyone before!"

"Captain!" Upon hearing this, someone quickly stood up and said, "Now is not the time to act on impulse. We need to save our lives for later use!"

"Yes, Captain, we don't know how many Beitian soldiers are left. We can't all die here!"

"Captain, I know you are unhappy, but are we going to accept this? But there is nothing we can do about it—"

"That's enough!" Xiao Changlie slammed the table with a sound like thunder that instantly shattered the noise in the big tent. He spat out two words: "Zhang Er!"

"Here." Song Shi walked forward and bowed.

"You, Ke Shan, Meng Heibo..." The man quickly called out several names, including the three second-level realm masters, who were the core figures of the remnant of the Northern Sky Army. "You go down now, gather 300 people, get on your horses, and quickly climb over the big mud mountain. Don't stop for a moment."

Obviously the persuasion was successful, but several people in the tent were shocked when they heard it. One of them had a changed face and even shouted immediately.

"Captain, what about you?"

"If I can't lead them to victory in life, then at least we must die together." Xiao Changlie waved his hand and said, "I have made up my mind. Don't say anything more."

"This is not a question of whether to say it or not!" The other party's face was full of pain, and he immediately said in a hurry: "If you are not here, what's the use of three hundred people, let alone three thousand people? Don't lose sight of the main thing!"

"What a waste of effort!"

After a brief silence, Xiao Changlie suddenly laughed.

"Meng Hei Bo! And you, you, the rest of you, why did you join the New Heaven Army?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, the man said directly: "You usually shout slogans loudly to me, but do you really think I don't know what you are thinking? You just want a lifetime of wealth and glory!"

"Okay, no problem. Who doesn't like wealth and glory? I admit that I have withheld your rewards over the years. I also pretended not to see all the little tricks you did behind my back. Rebuild a new world, rebuild a new world. Ha, but now you are the ones who are giving me advice!"

"You are so audacious that you would give up the essentials for the trivial ones!"

He sneered repeatedly, raised his index finger, and almost poked the other person's chest.

"Remember my kindness, huh? Remember my kindness, ha, do I need you to remember my kindness! Now get down here right now, pack up your things and get out!"

These words were very harsh, no less than hitting someone hard on the chest with a hammer. The faces of the people who were directly hit turned pale and their lips trembled.

However, the next moment, seeing Xiao Changlie's chest rising and falling violently and the corners of his mouth oozing blood, they swallowed their words again. After a long silence, they finally clasped their fists and said, "Captain, take care."

Xiao Changlie lowered his head and didn't look.

Just as they were about to walk out of the tent, they found that Zhang Er, who had been motionless, suddenly stood up.

"Captain." Song Shi clasped his fists and said loudly, "I have a plan."

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"Master Zhang." Not long after leaving the big tent, the young man who was supposed to rest came to the door and said, "This battle is a great honor!"

Song Shi took a glance.

Wei Xuan had been bandaged, and his body was emitting a strong smell of ointment. Even though the mud and sand waterfall that could penetrate gold and split rocks only grazed him, it still penetrated the bronze armor and left his chest extremely eroded.

Thanks to the use of the "Tiger Bone Strengthening Cream", his muscles and bones were significantly stronger than those of normal people, and he managed to hold on.

After simple treatment, it actually retained considerable mobility.

But at this moment, there was uncontrollable joy in Wei Xuan's eyes.

"In this battle, we captured a total of 31 evil spirit horses. These beasts were very unruly at first, but when the captain pointed his sword at them one by one, they immediately became obedient."

"Feel proud? I don't think so." Song Shi laughed dumbly: "Do you really think so?"

Hearing this, the joy in Wei Xuan's eyes solidified. He looked around, and when he found that there was no one else, he lowered his voice.

"After all, it's a good momentum. We can't expect too much." Wei Xuan shook his head slightly: "At least we have to let everyone know that we are not the New Heaven Army that can only run."

"There are 10,000 pursuers and 2,000 cavalrymen. A few dozen evil spirit horses are nothing to them." Song Shi held up a spear and said, "Oh, 2,000 cavalrymen are more than enough to surround and kill the second-level realm." "I'm just asking casually." Song Shi looked nonchalant: "How did you join the New Heaven Army?"

Wei Xuan was puzzled by the sudden turn of the topic, but he quickly calmed down and spoke in a deep voice.

"My family was poor and couldn't afford to send me to school, so I became a disciple of an old soldier at the head of the village and learned some martial arts and tactics. When I was sixteen, I was introduced by my master and entered the Zhechong Mansion."

The young man paused and said, "I was born with great strength. I thought I could make a name for myself, even if I didn't get a title of nobility or a position of prime minister. But... Hey, the Zhechong Mansion sounded nice and showed off its might on weekdays, but when it came to the sons of the upper clan, no, even if it was a servant of a son of the upper clan, I didn't dare to even fart!"

"That bastard burned down hundreds of acres of fertile land just to please a woman. It was harvest time! Countless people in the village were forced to sell their children. Many old people hanged themselves on the beams of their own houses in tears!" Wei Xuan said fiercely: "What a bullshit 'heavenly' path, it's just the path of animals!"

"The Zhechoufu for protecting the people and the country, hey, but the Xintian Army took care of things that the Zhechoufu didn't dare to do." Suddenly realizing that his superior was in front of him, Wei Xuan suppressed his emotions and slowed down his speech: "So I rolled up my weapon and joined the Xintian Army, and I have been living like this for these years."

"Heaven and man" refers to the interconnection of heaven and earth, and the unity of all things. It has nothing to do with human character or personality. Song Shi did not say these words, but just nodded and said: "Recreate a new heaven——"

"The beast was finally hanged in public." Wei Xuan said calmly.

Song Shi hummed, and suddenly said: "I'll give you half a minute to pack up and get ready to leave."

"Let's go, let's go?" Wei Xuan was startled, not understanding what was going on: "What?"

"The captain has made a decision to lead a group of people to break through and ask for help from the Southern Heaven Army." Song Shi patted the other person on the shoulder and said, "I think you are good. I will give you a place. Get ready to go."

"Break out? Seek help?" Wei Xuan chewed his words twice, his face suddenly changed: "Isn't this abandoning the others and running away? You are lying! With Captain Xiao's temper, how could he abandon us and go alone!"

"Keep your voice down, don't disturb the army."

Song Shi looked up. The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was gradually getting dark. The bright new moon and a blue moon rose together, reflecting each other. The moon and Qingdu, the two satellites orbiting Terra.

"Go to the captain, he will tell you what to do."

"We just won a game, how can we run away!" Wei Xuan stared: "Master Zhang, are you so willing to——"

"Alas, why do you like to ask questions so much? It's rare for me to be a riddle teller." The solemnity on those faces suddenly disappeared. Song Shi scratched his head and sighed: "Then I'll be frank. I plan to kill Bi Qing. Are you satisfied with this answer? If you are satisfied, go find Xiao Changlie quickly. We will be busy soon."

Wei Xuan thought he had been surprised enough today, but when he heard the other party's words, his heart was shocked again: "Kill Bi Qing? You..."

But this time the other party didn't intend to explain any more. He patted him on the back with a big hand and pushed him forward forcefully.

Wei Xuan was surprised and took a few steps in a daze before he suddenly realized something. How come the opponent's strength was much greater than before?

"--call."

Song Shi exhaled and felt the blood flowing through his limbs.

[Surpassing] is a path that requires a lot of patience. Zhang Er's talent is average, and his training is average. Even if it were me, I wouldn't be able to do much in such a short time.

It was nothing more than relying on the control over the body to further optimize the muscle fibers, actively stimulate the psychic skill of "self-healing power", repair some hidden injuries that Zhang Er was originally imperceptible to, and at the same time re-train the spear, pushing his martial arts to a level far beyond Zhang Er.

After all this, the strength was barely increased by 50%.

If one wants to defeat or even kill a psychic at the middle level of the third ring, this level of strength is not enough, far from enough - not even for himself.

A deep red blood mist floated on the surface of the muscular arm. This was [Blood Evil], a psychic skill that combined the ability to transform blood and materialize evil spirits.

Initially, it can give the psychic stronger physical functions. After mastering it, it can be gradually released externally and attached to external objects such as weapons to enhance its lethality.

毕清
Song Shi was thinking in his mind when suddenly there was a noise not far away.

Amid the chaotic noise, one could faintly hear voices such as “Where is the commander-in-chief!”, “Get out of the way! Get out of the way!”, and “We want to see the commander-in-chief!”

Looking up, there was a crowd of people. A few junior officers who were obviously pushed out were still trying to remain calm, but the soldiers following them didn't care and kept pushing and shoving.

"——How can there be any commotion in the army?"

All of a sudden, a loud shout was heard, and even the surrounding woods rustled violently.

Seeing the iron tower-like man approaching, the chaotic crowd paused for a moment, but soon, the momentum rose again like a tide.

The military habit is deeply rooted in their bones. Even at this time, the junior officers also saluted first: "Greetings, Lord Zhang."

"What are you arguing about?" Song Shi glanced over and said, "Come on, tell me."

The junior officer who was called looked at the people around him, and then said in a deep voice: "May I ask Sir Zhang, why are all the horses in the army gone? And why did the captain and his men disappear as well?"

"Hmm, are you trying to say that the captain and his men have abandoned us?"

"I dare not!" The other party said yes, but his eyes were always fixed on Song Shi, and he did not retreat a single step.

“There are quite a few people.”

Song Shi looked around. In addition to the few people who stood out, there were many other junior officers hiding in the crowd nearby. In the army, it is inevitable that people from the same hometown stick together. These junior officers are often leaders elected from among them and can represent the attitudes of more than a dozen or twenty people.

There are always many smart people. When the first group of people noticed that the war horses were missing, the news spread quickly from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and finally spread throughout the army.

"Then open your eyes! Look carefully at what this is!"

A red light burst out from the night sky, followed by a cry of surprise.

What appeared in Song Shi’s hand, which was restored to its original form in an instant from a small pendant, was exactly Xiao Changlie’s flying sword [Chixing] - the appearance was exactly the same as the red murderous light!

"Don't you know what Captain Xiao is like? Just before entering the Great Mud Mountain, he received a message from the scouts that two thousand cavalrymen were coming quickly, so he led his men ahead to cover our retreat and ambush and kill the pursuers!" Song Shi raised his voice: "This move was originally intended to be a secret operation, but he was worried that you would be frightened, so he temporarily gave the flying sword to me as a proof!"

"Hey, run away?" Song Shi nodded: "If you really want to run away, would I still be here talking to you guys?"

"Pass my order to the entire army. This battle is inevitable. Prepare to meet the enemy with all your strength!"

The sturdy man suddenly dropped the spear in his hand, and under the huge force, three feet of the ground collapsed.

"——I'll take the lead!"

(End of this chapter)