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Chapter 1233 Chapter 1233: This is too perverted (Part 1) [Please vote]

Bad news…

The soldier who reported the news hesitated and hesitated, with a troubled expression on his face.

Cui Zhi, who looked tired and weak on one side, took a deep breath and secretly suppressed the discomfort caused by the backlash of his breath. The high ring wall that blocked the fire was created by him. Gong Xiqiu probably saw something and used it to counterattack Zhongli Fu. time to destroy.

Cui Zhi single-handedly blocked the backlash and prevented other scribes from suffering. In order not to show weakness in front of the leader of Qi State, he forced himself to pretend that nothing happened, but in fact, his blood and energy were surging, and his literary energy was flowing backwards. His injuries were not serious, but they were not minor either. He would have to rest for a few days. He said sternly: "If you have anything to say, just say it. Things are changing rapidly in front of the battle. Do you want to delay the military situation by being secretive?"

The soldier could only close his eyes and tell the bad news cruelly.

The bad news is—

The original terrain of the granary was destroyed and now it has become a depression.

The perfect expression of the leader of Qi State finally showed some cracks, and she asked in disbelief: "Juze?"

The Allied forces had long been prepared for Kang's sneak attack on the granary and divided the grain into several portions and placed them in different areas. No matter which place it is, it cannot be Juze. The so-called Juze is a place where water plants gather. Another more popular name is swamp. In order to ensure that the grain does not deteriorate, the granary must be moisture-proof and leak-proof and be built in a dry and ventilated place.

Will the granary be located in Jize?

It won't take a few days for the food and grass baggage to become moldy and wormy.

The soldier can only briefly explain the cause and effect.

While the soldiers and horses of Kang State were pretending to be magic in the Allied camp to attract attention, another mysterious division came to sneak attack on the granary.

Cui Zhi asked: "Luohou didn't stop him even though he was in charge?"

That granary also had a 19th-level Guannei Hou whose strength was similar to Gongyang Yongye's. He only arrived in the past two days. No matter how powerful the intelligence on Kang Guo's side was, it was impossible to know that this person existed. Pick a sneak attack when the opponent is around?

If the state of Kang dares to send people over, the Lord of Hell will dare to accept them!

The soldier's strength was mediocre and he was not qualified to intervene in a battle of that level, so he only knew the result of that battle and did not know the specific process. According to the information he knew, the 19th-level Guannai Marquis also had to bear a large responsibility for the granary becoming a Jize.

The corners of Qi's mouth twitched fiercely.

After hearing this, she could only suppress her anger of accountability.

"I wonder where Luohou is?"

Cui Zhi understood her temperament and how angry she was in her heart, so he took the initiative to get up and take the hard work. He personally contacted the Luo Hou to find out the specific cause and effect, and also dispatched manpower to deal with this batch of grain and grass to see if he could save something.

Timely rescue and treatment can recover most of the losses.

At dawn, the sky turned white, and the chaos in the camp completely subsided. Cui Zhi rushed to the granary. The soil at the foot of the granary became moister and softer. Not to mention the baggage cart, even if a person stood on it, he would sink into the mud without even realizing it, up to his ankles.

Allied soldiers rolled out the baggage trains while laying the ground.

Cui Zhi got off the carriage and raised his hand to refuse help.

Literary scholars also have a lot of words and spirits that can lift their spirits and lighten their bodies, ensuring that he will act as usual in this depression and will not suddenly fall into the mud and be unable to extricate himself. It took him a long while before he saw the destination of his trip.

"Rohou."

The man called "Luo Hou" is a middle-aged commoner, with a standard sword-shaped eyebrow and a Chinese character face, and his whole body is upright and upright. When he opens his eyes to look at people, he reveals a pair of upper-centered pupils, which gives people a sense of indifference and world-weariness, and makes him feel déjà vu.

Cui Zhi called him, but he only moved his eyes slightly.

When Cui Zhi approached, the middle-aged commoner's eyes fell on the other party's clothes. The robes of scribes are different from those of warriors. The latter prefer narrow-sleeved, tight-fitting clothes, while scribes are as elegant as they are elegant. The wide sleeves of the robe are standard, and the hem can often cover the instep, or even go beyond the instep, until it touches the floor. Cui Zhi's outfit is no exception. He can only carry the hem of his clothes awkwardly when walking.

However, the upbringing and habits engraved in his bones made him not used to exposing his feet directly, and the range of lifting was limited, so the hem of his clothes was still stained with mud and water, until dark marks appeared. Cui Zhichong, a middle-aged commoner, bowed to the younger generation, and the latter nodded slightly.

Then?

Then he ignored him.

Cui Zhi looked at the chaotic scene around him: "Which powerful enemy came yesterday and could cause so much damage in your hands?"

Mentioning his opponent, Commoner Middle-aged gave his reaction.

"A living skeleton, a foul-mouthed monkey."

The indifferent look on the middle-aged man's face finally became a little rough, and his furrowed brows were filled with uncontrollable disgust. It was obvious that what happened last night was not very pleasant. He had been living in seclusion for so many years, and as soon as he came out of the mountain, he was taught a lesson by two young people, which naturally made him feel uncomfortable. The commoner middle-aged man can only say ugly things first.

"I'm afraid the opponent this time will be difficult to resist."

Cui Zhi was surprised: "Why do you say that?"

The middle-aged man in common clothes said: "Because that living skeleton is the form of the old leader of the Eternal Life Sect. The two have similar auras. The one last night may have something to do with him."

Cui Zhi: "..."

The middle-aged commoner said reluctantly: "I lost to that man back then and was forced to agree to his unreasonable request. If the living skeleton yesterday was his, it would be difficult for me to do this."

His seclusion was not entirely voluntary.

Gongyang Yongye was discouraged and lived in seclusion, but he kicked the iron plate of Weicheng. He was seriously injured and saved his life, but his enemies clung to him and he did not dare to take the lead easily. This time he agreed to Cui Zhi to help, partly because of the ancestral connections between the two parties - this connection is enough for him to take action, but not enough for him to fight desperately - and partly because he is a high-ranking member of the Eternal Life Sect...

If Wei Cheng was on the opposite side, he would have no choice but to stop.

Not because the other party is the leader, but because he cherishes his life.

Since the disappearance of Weicheng's uncle and nephew, the already chaotic Yongsheng Sect has become even more chaotic, with high-level forces becoming complicated. The middle-aged commoner is one of the elders of the Eternal Life Sect, a thug whom Wei Cheng personally surrendered. He dissatisfied with Wei Cheng and even wanted Wei Cheng to die, but he couldn't defeat him... This was very annoying.

Cui Zhi sighed and said, "This junior knows this."

The middle-aged commoner took out an old book from his arms, but the ink on it was new. The content was all the information collected from yesterday's battle with the enemy. The opponent's appearance, strength, realm, strengths and weaknesses were all written on it. . Cui Zhina was able to discuss with the Allies in the past to formulate a targeted layout, which was somewhat useful.

From this information, Cui Zhi also knew why Juze was here.

"If the Allies want to win, that scribe needs to be killed."

The middle-aged commoner thought about last night's experience, and his face turned a little stinky. It was obviously a very unpleasant experience...

"Scribe?"

"Um."

This matter started a few hours ago.

Since receiving the message from Cui, he rushed all the way to the granary. The middle-aged commoner behaves in a low-key manner and hates communicating with others. He spends most of his time meditating in his exclusive tent. In the middle of the night last night, he keenly noticed changes in the direction of the Allied camp.

The scout sent back news proving that his perception was correct.

All the troops stationed in the granary were mobilized to be on guard.

However, another allied general felt that this move was a bit of a fuss, not to mention that the granary was divided into several locations, and each location was a secret among secrets. Even if the enemy knew about it, how could he still have the energy to sneak attack on the granary when he attacked the main camp?

Night raids tend to reduce the number of troops. However, the Allied generals did not dare to say anything to him.

Killing him is as easy as slaughtering cattle and sheep.

As time passed, fires broke out in many places in the direction of the camp, and the scouts sent back more and more bad news. The allied generals couldn't sit still and wanted to ask for orders to lead troops to support the camp, but they were forcefully suppressed by the middle-aged civilians, who even received a contemptuous taunt from him.

[You are also the Ni Bodhisattva who cannot protect yourselves when crossing the river. You still want to lead your troops to help other places? Just save your own life. 】

Granary safety is more important.

How could the Allied generals not know this truth?

But he was more worried about something else.

The allied forces' food and fodder were managed in a unified manner, but their respective responsibilities were responsible for the dispatch of troops and horses. He knew exactly what Qi Guo had done before organizing the army. You State was destroyed by Qi State even before it offended State Qi. Qi State's ambition was obvious to all. What he didn't understand was that there were powerful soldiers stationed in the camp, and no matter how many enemies there were, there were only a thousand people. How could they cause such a big movement so easily?

Unless someone deliberately lets down their guard, lures the wolf into the house, and uses Kang Guo to weaken the strength of future enemies and current allies.

From this perspective, everything seems to make sense.

Do you believe that Kang Guo's thousands of ambush troops can put pressure on the Allies to be besieged on all sides? Haha, he might as well believe that there is someone behind the scenes!

Once doubts arise, they are difficult to shake off.

The middle-aged commoner still obstructed him in every possible way, exacerbating his dissatisfaction.

This batch of food and grass is said to be the food and grass of the Allied Forces, but in fact it is the food and grass of Qi State. Whether there is any loss will not affect other countries, but his country has sent elite alliance members this time. This group of elite camps happens to be on the outermost periphery, an area where enemy troops are sneaking attacks!

With this mood in mind, the general was unwilling to patrol the camp.

As a result, this military commander won the jackpot.

The dark wind gusted, and the war horses were frightened and neighed.

As soon as he saw this formation, he knew something was going on. The Allied generals clamped their legs on the horse's belly, tightened the reins, and at the same time shouted in a low voice to exude power and suppress the commotion around them: [Alert! 】

As soon as he finished speaking, a black light struck from above his head.

No matter how quick the military commander reacted, he was still a step too slow after all. He was hit head-on by the sudden explosion of air waves. Both the man and the horse flew backwards for several feet. The horse's hooves dragged four long traces on the ground. In conjunction with the military commander's horse control skills, Barely able to stabilize his figure.

Other soldiers were not so lucky.

The corpses near the center of the black light were hard to find. The corpses that were a little further away had their internal organs shattered by the air waves. The ones that were further away had time to use their martial energy to defend themselves against the enemy and saved their lives. The ones that were farthest away were just blown away. When the dust fades, gather quickly.

"There's an enemy attack—"

The soldiers immediately spread the information.

The moment the fireworks bloomed in the sky, the first thing to react was not the granary garrison, but the enemy soldiers dressed in black!

At this time, the general also saw who was attacking him.

When he saw it clearly, the hairs on his back exploded.

That's not a big living person!

Under the hood is a crystal clear pink skull, with two clusters of flames dancing in the original eye sockets, and the rest of the position is covered by dark and powerful armor. A bone horse is riding on the crotch, and a sword as tall as a person is carried in the hand. , there is a golden copper ring strung on the back of the knife. When the person raised his hand, the copper rings on the back of the knife collided with each other, making a crisp and permeating sound that made even his soul feel uncomfortable!

This enemy—

Could it be that it came from the Palace of Hell?

These thoughts rushed through his brain in a flash of lightning.

The fear of the unknown was finally suppressed by the will to fight, and he drew out his chopping knife: "It doesn't matter whether you are a human or a ghost, I'll kill you!" 】

The skeleton general laughed strangely.

【Cooking soup? Hehe, the frog in the well has a loud tone! 】

Accompanied by a piercing explosion, the general concentrated all his strength and struck out in one blow, hitting the skeletal enemy head-on. The skeleton general did not dodge or give way, and raised his hand to receive the blow. A seemingly light movement not only tore apart the general's attack, but even had enough energy to fight back, causing blood to boil in the general's chest and abdomen, and a sweet smell welling up.

There was only horror and horror in my heart.

He couldn't see through the enemy's strength and knew there was a gap between the two sides, but he didn't expect the gap to be so big! His intuition told him that he must run away from the next attack, otherwise his life would be in danger! The instinct to survive did not defeat his original intention, so he chose to take action for the second time!

The war horses galloped like meteors towards the enemies coming in the same direction!

There is no advance but no retreat, there is death but no life!

He roared in his mouth, completely letting go of his restraints, urging his martial energy to pour out wildly, exceeding his physical limit in an instant. All the concentrated blows were struck at the moment when the two sides collided! At the moment of the fight, he realized that he was shaking the mountain!

The skeleton general's war horse did not stop even a step, but he and the war horse flew backwards in the opposite direction like kites with broken strings!

Both men and horses dug deep holes into the ground and dragged them out of ravines.

The skeleton warrior is ready to harvest heads with his next blow.

The knife never fell.

The sword was forced to stop in mid-air.

The middle-aged commoner picked up the skeleton general and took two steps forward. The energy of heaven and earth gathered towards him crazily, and instantly turned into a pair of inconspicuous armor: [Kill someone in front of me? What kind of thing are you? 】

The skeleton general's mouth opened and closed.

He tentatively said: [Nineteenth grade Guan Neihou? 】

The middle-aged man in common clothes said: [Exactly, why don’t you show off your strength and embarrass yourself? Go away, I will spare your life! 】

The skeleton general sneered: [Do you have a name? 】

As he spoke, he raised the big knife in his hand.

As his breath poured into the blade, illusory skeletons and ghosts lay on the back of the blade, smiling provocatively and ferociously at the middle-aged man. If nothing else, this scene is quite scary. He said: [Uncle Gong is half a step below, and the sword will not kill the nameless ghost! 】

Middle-aged commoner: […]

Not only are young people not strong enough, they also have a very loud tone.

But he still gave a simple reply: [Luo Yuan. 】

The skeleton general seemed surprised by his identity.

【Luo Yuan? Are you Luo Ben's father? 】

The skeleton general opened his mouth to reveal his identity, and Luo Yuan was even more wary.

When he became famous, he didn't use the name Luo Yuan. Time has passed and it stands to reason that no one would be able to recognize him. The people who can be recognized are either enemies or have some relationship with the former leader Weicheng. No matter which one it is, it gives Luo Yuan a headache...

This child must not be kept!

If you can kill, do your best to eliminate the weeds!

Luo Yuan had murderous intentions, and the skeleton general also noticed it.

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