I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 165 The Witch

Su Si said that the Yuanshen world is more dangerous than the real world.

In the primordial spirit world, a person also has only one life, and it is over when he dies.Moreover, because one enters with the primordial spirit, once one dies in the primordial spirit world, it means that the primordial spirit is destroyed.

Then, the only ending is to annihilate both body and spirit, to die completely.

The kind of death that is very thorough.

So, to be on the safe side.

Ever since Yang Qing heard Su Si's words, she has been thinking about how to survive in Lin Wanqiu's primordial spirit world, and then quickly cut through the mess and brought Lin Wanqiu back.

He has made several sets of plans for living.With a quick plan, he conceived countless scenarios and made countless solutions.

but……

But what Yang Qing never expected was that.

As soon as he entered the Yuanshen world in late autumn, he found himself surrounded by thousands of armies.

All his previous ideas and plans fell through.

Soldiers are coming to the city!

On the city wall, all the surviving people in the city gathered here.

They took swords and guns from the hands of the dead soldiers, although their eyes were full of fear and their bodies were trembling.But their eyes are very firm, as if rooted under their feet, they will not retreat.

Among these people were old women, young children, beggars, and men with broken legs.

There is also the leader, the strong man in the military uniform of the Great Zhou Dynasty and holding the Zhangba Snake Spear.

He looked deathly at home, staring at the barbarian army approaching the city, with murderous intent and determination in his eyes.

Yang Qing supported the battlements, watching the rapidly approaching black line on the horizon, gradually turning into a black ocean, the look in his eyes could no longer be calm.

Wo Ri, I'm here to look for Wan Qiu.

It's not here to die.

He took a deep breath, turned his head to the strong man and said, "Hey, are we just waiting to die here?"

The brawny man stared into the distance, and clenched his spear tightly: "People are in the city, and people are dead in the city!"

As soon as Yang Qing heard it, his heart immediately fell in love with me.

There are 10 people on the other side, and ten people on your side.

Are you still saying that when people live in the city, people die?

He coughed and bowed his hands: "Take care, goodbye!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

But just take a step.

The sharp blade of Zhang Ba Snake Spear landed on his neck.

The cold weapon was only [-] centimeters away from Yang Qing's neck.

Yang Qing didn't dare to move immediately.

"Border people have the rule of guarding the land. If they escape in battle, they will be shot!" The strong man stared at Yang Qing coldly and said, "You want to defy the law with your own body?"

Yang Qing looked at the murderous intent in the big man's eyes, and 1000 million beasts rushed past him in an instant.

What the hell is this called.

I came to look for Wan Qiu, and now I'm being forced to fight a bunch of barbarians.

Besides, I am not one of you, and I am not familiar with you.

Why accompany you to die together!

For these words, Yang Qing could only scold in his heart.

Because he could see that this strong man had already committed suicide to him.

What's more terrible is that he currently has no ability to fight back.

Ma Dan, if Lao Tzu's Chaos Flame and Qingshen Sword are still there, I want to see who dares to threaten me.

Yang Qing took a deep breath and decided to pretend to be cowardly for the time being.

He raised his hand, stretched out his fingers, and gently blocked the spear.

"just kidding!"

Yang Qing said with a smile.

If he couldn't beat him, he would have already run away.

But the strong man didn't laugh.

Those old, weak, sick and disabled holding weapons on the city wall didn't laugh either.

They looked at Yang Qing with cruel killing intent in their eyes and undisguised contempt.

……

The cold wind whistled past.

On the top of the city, the broken banners fluttered.

Yang Qing, who was wearing only a rag and no shoes, was shivering from the cold.

Now he is just an ordinary person.

Holding a Yanling Saber in his hand, he squatted on the ground, poking his head out from the gap between the battlements, looking at the barbarian tribe that was pressing towards the city like a tide.

Without facing the cold weapon war directly, it is hard to imagine the oppressive feeling when the enemy army invades the border.

Yang Qing couldn't help but feel the pressure of surviving, his heart was beating rapidly because of nervousness.

Several times, he thought of sneaking away while the strong man was not paying attention.

"Ah!"

The cold wind howled, Yang Qing couldn't help but sneezed and rubbed his nose.

Damn, in such a cold day, if you don't get hacked to death, you will freeze to death.

Why am I so unlucky!

Yang Qing was speechless.

Forget it, let's find clothes first.

Yang Qing glanced around, and then saw a hat made of feathers hanging on a wooden stack not far away.After putting on the hat, my head became much warmer, but my body was still shivering from the cold.

Yang Qing gritted his teeth in the end, and kept on doing nothing.

He directly started tearing the clothes off the corpses on the ground.

A few minutes later, Yang Qing, with a feather hat on his head and cloth strips of various colors wrapped around his body, with a spear in his hand and a goose feather knife pinned to his waist, appeared on the stage in full costume.

The cold wind was bitter, and the wind like a knife was blowing head-on.

Yang Qing leaned on a long spear and stood in Chengtou, watching the barbarian army getting closer and closer to the city, and also looking at the confused and unknown future.

Gradually, the barbarian army approached.

Yang Qing finally saw the true appearance of the barbarians clearly.

This is a loose barbarian tribal alliance composed of multiple tribes, which can be seen from the flags they carry with different totems.

Their height and shape are about the same as that of the human race, and they are stronger than the human race.In addition, their skin is reddish brown, and some are green.Their faces and necks are painted with white oil paint, a bit like African aborigines.

However, their eyes are red.

Yang Qing suddenly thought of a saying that he had read before, saying that people who grow up eating human flesh have red eyes.

In addition, their teeth are all black broken teeth like jagged teeth.

It looks a little gross!
Tens of thousands of barbarian troops gathered under the city, shouting loudly, waving the scimitar and siege equipment in their hands, shouting and intimidating the few people on the top of the city.

The coercion of the tens of thousands of troops, the stench soaring to the sky, and the deafening shouts of killing.

The waving steel knife flickered coldly under the dark sky.

The smell of iron and blood lingers in the air.

Is this the war in the era of cold weapons?

Yang Qing's face was a little pale, he took a deep breath, and clenched the spear in his hand.

Amidst the shouts of killing, a young man on the top of the wall was already so frightened that his feces and urine flowed, and he collapsed on the ground.What's more, he was so frightened that he passed out.

Seeing this scene, the strong man was stunned at first, and finally sad.

Guarding the soil was originally the duty of their soldiers.

But now that the soldiers are gone, they have to take over.

War is like that.

If you don't go up, you will die when the barbarians break through the city.

Yang Qing also saw that scene.

His face was slightly pale, and after glancing at the young man who was frightened to death, he looked away.

He looked down the city.

The black barbarian army has surrounded the entire city.

At this time, even if you want to run, you can't run.

Yang Qing sighed softly, and cursed irritably in his heart.

But he also knows that scolding cannot solve the problem.

Whether he likes it or not, he has been involved in this inexplicable war.

There may be a chance of survival if you fight hard.

Yang Qing touched the handle of the Yanling Saber at his waist, smelling the stench and dust in the air.

He suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

So he touched his pocket and found that there was nothing he wanted.I also saw a withered and yellow fine-leaved grass growing on the wall of the earthen city.

He reached out and plucked the dead leaves off.

Another piece of paper was found from the waist of a corpse on the ground.

After getting a little saliva on his fingers, he skillfully rolled a cigarette.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he reached out and took off the torch on the city wall, and lit the cigarette.

The sky was gray and cloudy, the wind was howling, and the flames were tearing.

Yang Qing took a deep breath of the homemade cigarette, and the sparks from the cigarette butt suddenly brightened.

Then, with a cigarette in his mouth, he closed his eyes and slowly exhaled the blue smoke.

The irritability in my heart gradually disappeared.

The tense muscles of the body are also relaxing.

Yang Qing finally understood why American soldiers liked to smoke during World War II.

However, at this moment, Yang Qing saw a few barbarians in the city pointing at him suddenly, and beeping something.

Yang Qing was confused.

After a while, several barbarian generals seemed to be looking at him, and Yang Qing was no stranger to that kind of look.

Yang Qing narrowed his eyes, glanced at those barbarian generals, then turned his head, and asked the taciturn strong man beside him, "What did they say?"

The burly man looked at him strangely. The corner of the mouth of this beggar with feathers on his head, cloth strips wrapped around his body, and his mouth twitched slightly.

After he glanced at Yang Qing again, he said, "They regard you as a witch!"

"witch?"

Yang Qing looked down at his Indian-like attire, and couldn't help being amused.

Isn't this the costume of a witch?
Of course Yang Qing knew what Wu did.

In costume historical TV dramas, the eve of the war can often be seen.In front of the grassland tribe Khan’s tent, several witches with feathers on their heads, oil paint on their faces, and colorful cloth strips on their bodies were dancing to the God of God, praying to the Longevity Heaven that the Khan’s expedition went smoothly and the warriors returned safely.

The brawny man thought that Yang Qing didn't know what a witch is, so he hesitated and explained: "A witch is a powerful mage in the empire!"

Ok?
Master?

Yang Qing was taken aback when he heard the words. Could it be that the witches here are different from the witches I understand?
Just when he was about to ask in detail.

The barbarian soldiers and horses under the city suddenly opened a passage.

A barbarian general carrying a scimitar and riding a giant wolf stepped out amidst the cheers of many barbarian warriors.

I saw this barbarian general, holding a blood-red sword in one hand, pointing at the head of the city, pointing at the strong man on the head of the city, and said something in his mouth.

Yang Qing couldn't understand a single sentence. Seeing the barbarian general with deformed face and missing one eye laughed and said something mockingly, he quickly asked the strong man, "What is he talking about?"

The strong man's eyes remained unchanged, and he replied lightly: "He said, if we surrender, it can leave us a whole body!"

After the strong man finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Yang Qing again.

To be honest, Yang Qing at this time surprised him a little.

Before this, this guy actually wanted to run away. At that time, the strong man actually thought about directly engaging him in military law.

I thought this beggar was a coward.

But I didn't expect that before the battle, this beggar was so calm and calm, not only did not change his face, but also chatted and laughed with himself?

"what happened?"

Yang Qing asked.

"Don't you want to ask, what will they do if we refuse to surrender?" the strong man asked after a moment of silence.

Yang Qing looked at the strong man curiously, waiting for his next words.

"They'll eat us!"

The strong man lowered his eyelids, looked up at Yang Qing and said, "They eat people!"

(End of this chapter)