Shengjing Conspiracy

Banners cover the sky, yellow sand covers the sun.

On the battlefield, the two armies are facing each other, the blood-stained battle flags are fluttering in the wind, and the buzzing of horns is in the ear.

Liu Baisui was still wearing Jing Yun's mask, put on his battle armor and stepped on his horse. An San and Xiao Wu stayed in the army, accompanied by An Yi and An Er.

"Swords have no eyes later, you should be careful." Shaking the horse rope secretly, the steed let out a long cry.

"You underestimate me too much. How many of you have never seen blood." Liu Baisui took out the simple long sword on his waist.

Dumb An Er looked over and uttered two words, "Good sword."

"That's right, this is my treasure, show it to the world today." Liu Baisui held a sword flower, and wherever the sword edge went, the cold light was full, "It's a pity that Brother Jing is not here, I really want to see him There are less than ten people in the world who can pick him up."

An put one hand on the saddle, "You don't want to take out the general's competition casually, you can ask the general to see him after this time is over."

"That's a good relationship." Liu Baisui watched the pattern of the wind and sand on the ground suddenly change, "The east wind is coming."

The three looked indifferent, An Yi raised the red flag in his hand, and the soldiers covered their mouths and noses with cloth towels in unison, then An Er raised the blue flag, revealing what had been covered by the cloth in the front row.

The huge fan blade stood in front of the pot-shaped object, and the rear of the fan blade was blocked. It looked like a seven-wheel fan magnified several times.

"Is this what you made after two days of work without sleep?" An Yi looked curiously, unable to imagine the function of this thing.

Liu Baisui winked at him slyly, "Let's call it a wind instrument for now, and I'll show you a demonstration."

As he spoke, he raised the small yellow flag in his hand and waved it down. The two groups of soldiers next to the wind machine ignited the powder in the pot-shaped device, and the thick smoke quickly condensed. The other group divided into two rows and pulled The rope behind the wind device, the fan blades spun quickly, and dozens of wind devices in the front row were activated at the same time, and the smoke filled the sky like a huge wave on dry land, riding the east wind towards the Rakshasa army.

"My God... Liu Baisui, how did you grow your brain?" He couldn't close his mouth in surprise, this Liu Baisui is really a genius.

Liu Baisui was also very satisfied with the effect, and said with a smile: "Actually, this idea is thanks to Brother Wen who gave me the idea that day. If I were Brother Jing, I would definitely put Brother Wen by my side. It would be too dangerous to let others."

"Master Wen gave you an idea?"

"Well, brother Wen asked me the other day if there were any weapons in Jianghu to send poisonous smoke to Baili, we chatted, this wind weapon was thought of at that time, and I had an association after I learned about the soul-stirring technique. "Liu Baisui rubbed his chin, "Now that I think about it, Brother Wen might have already had a preliminary idea."

After listening to each other, the two looked at each other, General Xindao must keep these two people, the two of them figured out a few more wind instruments all day long, their frontier city army can fight all over the world invincible!

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In front of the Rakshasa army, Kuhn and Ku Xuan, who had taken off his mask, stood side by side. The two of them watched the smoke billowing from the sky with solemn expressions.

"What kind of trick is this?" Kuhn said in a deep voice.

Ku Xuan shook his head. Could it be that the other side wanted to confuse their sight with smoke and then sneak attack?

He thought so and said so, Kuhn sneered, "It's a pity that their calculations are about to fail, our soldiers are not afraid of smoke."

"I'm afraid it's more than that—what's the smell?"

Halfway through Ku Xuan's speech, a strange smell wafted in the air. As the smoke got closer, the smell became stronger and stronger. It was because he heard the coughing voice of the soldiers that he was moved!

"Oops! They're going to break our soul-absorbing technique!" Ku Xuan knew that their soul-absorbing technique was not complete. At this time, some soldiers had already woken up under the effect of the pungent smoke.

Kuhn also reacted, but it was too late now, and they had no time to withdraw their troops.

The general situation is over, Ku Xuan raised the intention to retreat, "Let's withdraw the troops!"

He held the reins tightly with one hand, covered his mouth and nose with the other hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't withdraw, this battle must be fought!"

As more and more soldiers came to their senses, Kuhn held up the military talisman he had snatched from Baja in the dense fog, and said loudly, "Soldiers from the Raksha Kingdom, come to me!"

The soldiers woke up from the mist and didn't understand the situation yet, but they were used to obeying orders and rushed forward with the crowd, but what they didn't know was that there was still danger waiting for them.

After finally breaking through the thick smoke, before seeing the blue sky clearly, there was a layer of thick smoke coming, but this time the smoke was different, there was no pungent smell, but a different kind of sweet smell.

"This taste is - mandala!" Ku Xuan hurriedly pulled Kuhn back, but the other party had already inhaled the smoke of mandala, and had already turned red and half lost his sanity.

And Rakshasa's soldiers had already entered hallucinations, and they fought into a ball.

Kuen was slashed by a soldier on the waist during the madness. The severe pain made Kuen sober up, and he also saw Ku Xuan dragging him around to dodge in embarrassment.

"Go away!" Kuhn pulled a horse and pushed Ku Xuan up, "Go find foster father, run away!"

"how about you?!"

"I'll come later, you go!"

Kuhn slammed off his horse, looked at Ku Xuan's gradually shrinking back, and stood there with his sword in his hand. Blood from the abdominal wound kept gushing out. Although it was painful, fortunately, he did not fall into hallucinations again.

The smog came violently and dissipated quickly. When the thick smoke dissipated, only a piece of disability was left on the spot.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet again..." Kuhn murmured as he looked at the person walking towards him.

"Did Baja tell you that you can break the instigmatism?" Kuhn wiped his face and said coldly, regretting that he didn't chase him out that night and killed him directly.

"You are not qualified to talk to me." Liu Baisui yawned and said in a very indifferent tone.

An Yi who was beside him curled his lips and chuckled when he heard this, Liu Baisui is really interesting, he really learned a bit like a general.

"Jing Yun, you are so loud!" Kuhn was really stimulated, he stood up, grabbed a horse, and rolled over.

Liu Baisui raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter? You want to fight after all this?"

"Fight, why don't you fight!" Kuhn showed a fierce face, and the horse under his crotch was also infected by his emotions, and the horse's hooves stomped anxiously.

"I thought it was bullying you to beat you, boy, do you have any idea what your own abilities are?" Liu Baisui still said in that angry tone.

"You're looking for death!" Kuhn blushed with anger, swung his sword and roared, and a few soldiers gathered behind him, as if facing an enemy.

Liu Baisui put away his indecent appearance, raised his hand with a sneer, and waved it down.

Bian Cheng's soldiers entered the sea like a giant dragon, fierce and fierce, the soldiers of Raksha Kingdom were actually weak and vulnerable to their knives.

"Is this the Border Town Army..." Kuhn held his chest and panted heavily. With the last of his strength, he raised his crossbow and pointed it at Liu Baisui.