Alien Summoning System

Chapter 262

Xiaoguan is also very cold, even though the summer has not completely passed, but at night, it is already unbearably cold here, but for the people from the Western Regions outside Xiaoguan, it is the heart that is even colder.

The death of Pao Ze made them sad, but they were soldiers, no matter what the reason for becoming soldiers, but from the day they became soldiers, they were destined to shed a lot more blood than tears. What made them sad was not only It is the death of Pao Ze, and there is still no hope for tomorrow.

That majestic pass like a prehistoric beast has now become their nightmare, making them unable to see the hope of tomorrow.

Emotion is a contagious force. When that kind of sadness and despair are intertwined in the military camp, even an immortal like Zhijian will inevitably be infected by that emotion and become depressed.

Yang Jian looked at the barracks shrouded in sadness and frowned. He would not be infected by this atmosphere. Sad emotions had not appeared on him for a long time. It can be said that his road to immortality has gone through ups and downs. His heart has long been extremely tenacious. Nothing can affect his emotions. It's just the current situation. If he wants to attack the city again, he must first revive his low morale. Otherwise, there will be changes in the army.

"Second Master." Zhijian came to Yang Jian, frowned and said, "We have used all available strategies to dig tunnels and build up soil to fill the city. Now the morale of the soldiers is very low, and it may be difficult to attack the city again." gone."

Yang Jian sighed, and nodded lightly. He seldom worried, but at this moment, he also felt that his talents were exhausted. It was not difficult for him to revive his morale. The difficult thing was what other means could he use now?
He couldn't think of a good way other than a strong attack.

"Their tung oil is limited after all, not as good as ours..." Zhi Jian also thought of a stupid way, in order to fill the city, he could sacrifice [-] soldiers, so in order to use up their tung oil, can they also use this method?After all, tung oil is a valuable strategic material. Even if the other party mobilizes from across the country, it is impossible to mobilize too much in a short period of time. With Yang Jian's command level, they can definitely consume all their tung oil at the lowest cost.

"No." Yang Jian shook his head resolutely: "In that case, these people will mutiny first. Don't forget, they are not from the same country."

Yang Jian can ignore the life and death of these soldiers from the Western Regions, but he still needs these Western Regions troops to conquer the city for him. Once the army's morale is broken and there are internal problems, it is not a morale problem.

"But it's not a solution to continue to consume like this." Zhi Jian frowned. Whether conflicts will erupt within the countries of the Western Regions is not his consideration, but the supply of grain and grass has gradually become tense recently, but it is an indisputable fact. Even if they don't know the art of war, they know that once these mortal soldiers have no food supply, they will definitely mess up.

"Stabilize the morale of the army first, and then send someone to urge Ju Yan and Yueshi to allocate food and grass as soon as possible." Yang Jian said helplessly. Up to now, he can't think of a good solution in a short time.

"Yes." Zhi Jian nodded and left Yang Jian's side.

Looking at the moonlight in the sky, today is a good weather. In fact, the farther north you go, the clearer the weather is, especially since it is close to the desert, and rainy days are not common.

Walking out of the barracks alone, although he won't be affected, it doesn't mean he likes that atmosphere.

Beyond Xiaoguan, there is a flat plain. Looking around, even in the boundless darkness, there will be a heroic and open feeling. Without the influence of the atmosphere in the military camp, his mood will be inexplicably better. It stands to reason that he should not I am in a good mood, but sometimes, a good mood needs to be compared. I suddenly go from a place full of depression to a place where I feel open. Even if there should be no good mood at this time, the nightclub feels comfortable.

When the ancients are in a good mood, they often want to find someone to drink a few drinks. Although Yang Jian is not a drunkard who is addicted to alcohol, he will inevitably want to drink when he is in a good mood. Unfortunately, there is no wine here. Maybe there will be some in the opposite Xiongguan. , but it is not easy to drink the wine there, at least he will not be able to drink it until he breaks Xiaoguan.

Although the current situation is not good for him, he must not lose confidence because of this. Once a person loses confidence, he can't do anything. If the commander of the first army loses confidence, it will be fatal, and Yang Jian never thinks that he will lose.

Unknowingly, his train of thought returned to the battle. Yang Jian was slightly taken aback, a little amused, and looked forward, but saw a figure, a figure that should not have appeared here, but now it happened to appear in this place where he should have been. Where it shouldn't be.

Under the moon, at some point, a thin figure appeared under the moonlight, leaning against a rock, drinking wine one mouthful at a time, his movements were not heroic, but they gave off a masculine look. Such arrogance, but without the slightest sense of disharmony.

The smell of wine made Yang Jian greedy. He walked up and looked at the man who was leaning on the rock and looked at him. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This should be the first time you and I have met formally, right?"

"That's right." The person opposite nodded seriously, "But I'm no stranger to you."

"It's not surprising that there are a lot of people who know me." Reaching out to take the jug thrown by the other party, Yang Jian raised his head and took a sip, then turned to look at the other party and said, "But you are a little different from what I imagined."

"I am who I am, so naturally it won't be what you imagined." Zhao Yun looked at the barracks opposite without turning his head: "It seems that the blows during the day have a great impact on your soldiers."

"It's a bit difficult, but it's not a big problem." Yang Jian turned his head to look at Zhao Yun and said, "In my impression, you are a very strict person, at least you shouldn't come here to drink in the middle of the night, but you came here instead. It means above Xiao Guan, there is someone who you think can completely entrust Xiao Guan to him, and he is also this person who easily solved my painstaking efforts in the past two months, that's why you dare to come out so boldly without worrying about being taken away."

"As expected of someone who survived the Conferred God Period." Zhao Yun didn't deny it, turned to Yang Jian and said, "Besides, I don't think you have the ability to capture me."

"Confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence can often only lead to bad things." Yang Jian shook his head. He has this confidence. Even though Zhao Yun is known as the strongest God of War in the mortal world, mortals are mortals after all.

"The results of many things are always unexpected." Zhao Yun threw away the empty wine jar, looked at Yang Jian and said, "The wine is also finished, I think, we should do some serious business."

"Are you here to find me tonight?" Yang Jian frowned. Although he didn't think Yang Jian was his opponent, his calm attitude really made him look up to him.

"I don't know." Zhao Yun shook his head: "It's just luck, but my luck seems to be good."

"It's not bad, but I don't know if it's not good luck." Yang Jian threw away the wine jar in his hand. He hasn't finished drinking the wine yet, but now he has no interest in drinking. He is the only person in the world who can make himself interested. Not many, but the person in front of him is definitely one.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Absolutely, even the surrounding air was suppressed and unable to flow. The invisible but real aura collided silently. The relationship between the two was not very strong. A thin crack appeared on the ground, the crack was not wide, but it was very long, and it happened to appear between the two of them.

The silver light suddenly appeared, and the gun and the knife appeared under the moonlight at the same time, colliding together, but strangely, there was no sound at all.

The gun is a good gun. After countless processes, the best quality ore is selected for continuous purification and forging, and hundreds of formations are incorporated. Although I don't know if it is a treasure, but in terms of practicality, it is by no means inferior to any treasure.

Of course, the sword is not ordinary, and as Zhenjun Erlang, he can't use Taici's sword, but the collision of two weapons, and it was issued by two peerless masters, should have been earth-shattering, but at this moment, But strangely, no sound was made.

"Bang~"

A powerful air pressure centered on the two of them, spread out in all directions, setting off dozens of small tornadoes, and at the same time, the ground with a radius of three feet under the two of them suddenly sank three feet strangely, followed by a Dao Tulong rose from the ground and surged towards the surroundings.

Yang Jian and Zhao Yun put away their bland expressions at the same time. Although it was just a probing attack, for real masters, just this probing was enough to get a rough idea of ​​the opponent's general level. There is no doubt that this The mortal known as the god of war of the Shenwu Empire, at least in terms of martial arts, already has attainments not inferior to his own. The confrontation at that moment seemed simple, but it was the oppressive force formed by both sides swinging a hundred attacks at the same time. It's just like Zhuo Ao's move to kill Wu Quxing with a single shot in the air that day, but the speed is too fast, in the eyes of outsiders, it's just a move.

Because of the effect of air pressure, the weapons of the two didn't actually collide in the end, and naturally there would be no sound if there was no collision.

"Continue to fight?" Zhao Yun looked at Yang Jian and asked.

"It seems that I really can't catch you." Yang Jian took the initiative to withdraw the three-pointed two-edged knife, looked at Zhao Yun, and shook his head.

Zhao Yun withdrew his gentian gun at the same time: "It is indeed not the time for us to fight."

"Yeah, the day I break through Xiaoguan, it will be the time for you and me to fight it out." Yang Jian nodded in approval. Although it was only a one-stroke confrontation, he could feel that the opponent's martial arts were not inferior to his own. Such an opponent In a duel, there are often two results. One move can determine life and death, or it may be impossible to tell the winner for several days and nights. Looking at Zhao Yun, he smiled and said, "Perhaps, you can worship me as a teacher. There are not only Martial arts, many supernatural powers, are beyond your imagination."

"No need, I have a chance that you don't have." Zhao Yun refused as a matter of course: "Besides, I don't think you still have the possibility to break through Xiaoguan."

"Wait and see." Yang Jian left a handsome back, and he had already gone away.

(End of this chapter)