Inscription of Different Cases

Overcast clouds covered the sun, and the dark clouds rolled up like waves, gradually turning into thick black like ink.The heavy snow fell in the blink of an eye, and the ground, the air, and everything in sight was filled with impenetrable paleness.The crows on the treetops rose and fell, screaming hoarsely towards the sky.The blood on the battlefield has been covered with white snow, and occasionally a broken sword or a broken flag can be seen fluttering in the wind, making intermittent hunting sounds.

The villages outside the city have long been deserted. As early as the moment the capital was occupied, this was also the first place to be trampled by iron hooves.There are only some dilapidated buildings left in the village, the fields have been burned, the fences are crooked, messy footprints and livestock corpses can be seen everywhere, and even a swollen and rotten dead chicken is soaked in the well water.

Such a place has turned into a nest of crows. When the group of people just set foot there, a group of crows flew out from the whole village. They landed on the eaves, and their pairs of dark eyes stared coldly at the group of uninvited guests.

"Hey! Hey!" He Yijiu drove away the crow loudly, and simply pulled out a dead branch, held it in his hand, and waved it around like chasing flies.He and Han Lang took the lead, followed by Wei Shangshu, Mo Chen, He Dimu who was imprisoned in the prison car, Shen Minggui with a bored face, and Zhuzhen and Ruan Ping in the back.The men and horses they brought had ambushed all around, surrounding the deserted village.At this time, it was almost the appointed time, but the Xian Wang hadn't shown up yet.

"There are people in the room." As soon as he stood still, Han Lang said with absolute certainty.

Wei Shangshu didn't know martial arts, so he immediately asked, "Really?" Everyone present nodded, and Mo Chen deliberately helped him point out: "The east side, the north side, and the shed in the distance, there are estimated to be about [-] people .”

"Both sides have bad intentions." Shen Minggui finally showed a little interested expression, "There will be a good show in a while."

No one paid any attention to him. If he hadn't gotten used to his mouth for a long time, and he could indeed provide a lot of combat power, many people present would probably want to slap him and drive him back.

The group stopped in the open space in the middle of the deserted village, quietly waiting for the virtuous king to appear.The whining wind still rang non-stop, rolling up numerous snowflakes and pouring them into the collar of the man.The tense atmosphere of the coming war filled the air, and everyone couldn't help but tense their backs.He Yijiu paced back and forth, walked up to He Dimu's prison car and patted it with his hand, and said with a sneer, "Someone will pick you up soon, aren't you happy?"

He Dimu yelled something in a hoarse voice, probably a curse word.

He Yijiu snatched back the tiger skin on his body a long time ago, and now it is carefully stored in the camp.Now the old fellow was shivering in the prison wagon, but no one pitied him.Especially after knowing what he did to He Yijiu, everyone just wanted to roll their eyes when they saw him, and cursed inwardly: "He has no conscience."

While He Yijiu was mocking He Dimu, Zhuzhen went around to Ruan Ping and asked in a low voice: "What do you think will happen next?"

Ruan Ping helped him gather his collar, with a serious expression on his face: "I'm afraid there will be chaos."

When Han Lang heard this sentence, he couldn't help but lean forward: "I also think that the act of King Xian is really strange."

"I can make a guess. The virtuous king may have predicted that there will be no good results if we continue to fight," Ruan Ping said. "As for his sudden request for He Dimu, I think it was Shui Qi's reply that made him have to Do it."

"For example, if He Dimu is returned, Shui Qi will send troops to support him?" Han Lang said in a low voice.

"Yes, then re-analyzing the current situation, I found one thing: If we don't do anything, they can get Shui Qi to send troops in exchange for He Dimu. If we do, He Dimu will lose a good bargaining chip once he dies." , but he can justifiably launch a counterattack against us. After all, the elite of our army and even the general himself are already here."

"He would take such a risk?"

"He has always been very adventurous," He Yijiu interjected, "Look at the people he brings out, they are already ready to fight us with their lives."

"But doesn't that put him in danger too?"

"So..." Ruan Ping pondered, "I'm afraid he will use some means to avoid such a thing from happening."

While they were talking quietly, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and the snow covered the ground made a rustling sound.The wise king came slowly in a black-painted carriage, the door was opened, he was supported by his servants and walked to the snow field, and two people behind him opened an ornate umbrella for him, like a canopy.

"At this time, you still pay attention to ostentation, you bastard." Mo Chen cursed in a low voice.

"I've kept you waiting for so long," Xian Wang said with a smile, "It's really an offense to come to this wilderness in a snowy day."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Lang keenly noticed that his tone was not as steady as before, and his expression was even worse.Apparently Zhuzhen also realized it, and said softly as if talking to herself: "It seems that the toxin has not been eliminated."

"That couldn't be better," He Yijiu said coldly, then suddenly raised his volume, and snorted at King Xian, "Your Highness can still breathe now, it's really gratifying."

King Xian just pretended he didn't hear it, and even his expression didn't change, it was still the fake smile that seemed to be full of ambition.Wei Shangshu was too lazy to continue mocking each other like this, and cut straight to the point: "We brought the hostages, how about you?"

"Of course I didn't break the promise." The Xian Wang smiled and pointed backwards, and his subordinates brought out the scarred old General Mo.The latter was as embarrassed as a beggar, his clothes were torn, his body was bruised, and he was out of breath after just walking a few steps.He Yijiu, who knew a little about medical skills, took a few glances and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid he has a high fever."

Mo Chen's eyes turned red immediately, and he roared like a roar: "Let him go!"

"Don't worry about it for a while," King Xian smiled easily, "I saw He Dimu, but, how do you want to change it?"

Mo Chen was so anxious that he spoke several times faster: "Just change here, and then you all go out!"

"That can't be done," King Xian shook his head, "How can you guarantee that we won't be ambushed after we leave?"

"Didn't you also set up an ambush, isn't it possible that the people in the surrounding rooms are just decorations?" He Yijiu snorted coldly.

Wei Shangshu said: "Since this is the case, then tell me what you want?"

"Give He Dimu to me first, and I will return it to General Mo after I leave the village."

"You have a good idea!" Mo Chen said angrily, "Let you escape, who can guarantee that you will really return him!"

At this moment, Han Lang said, "King Xian, you'd better recognize the current situation. We don't have to make this deal with you, and continue to beat the crap out of your crumbling army. Since it was you who proposed to reach If you want to make a deal, then you should first show your sincerity."

"Okay then, let's continue the stalemate," Xian Wang made a gesture of resignation, "We will continue to stalemate until the evening, until tomorrow morning, I can accompany you, but I don't know that General Mo's illness... How long can it last?"

"Shameless!"

King Xian continued to smile: "As for my sincerity... don't you think that I am already standing here in person, which is the greatest sincerity?"

This man was extremely arrogant, and everyone was so angry that they really wanted to step forward and tear him apart.Seeing that they couldn't make sense with King Xian, they all took a few steps back and began to discuss in low voices what to do.Only Shen Minggui still had that indifferent expression and didn't participate in the discussion.He played with a handful of talisman seals in his hand, lined them up, and put them back together, muttering to himself, "Why do you always feel uncomfortable?"

After finishing speaking, he looked up at the clouds and mist in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly, and finally curled his lips rather unhappily: "Tsk, it's out again."

No one paid attention to Shen Minggui, they argued for a long time and expressed their opinions, but there was still no idea that everyone agreed on.Seeing the time dragged on, Wei Shangshu frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Forget it, just change with him."

"Then do you want to do it?" Mo Chen asked.

The rest of the people didn't make a sound, only to see that Wei Shangshu finally seemed to have made up his mind, and said decisively: "Do it."

Finally, under King Xian's leisurely gaze, they released He Dimu and pushed towards the enemy formation.Just as He Dimu staggered out a few steps, he immediately turned around and cursed a lot, but was kicked hard on the back by He Yijiu, and fell on the ground.

However, before He Dimu reached the enemy's position, countless changes occurred in an instant.Old General Mo broke free from the restraints, holding a blade that had been hidden on his body at some time in his hand. It was as thin as paper, but extremely sharp.Everyone was shocked, even King Xian didn't react.I saw Old General Mo take half a step back, his voice hoarse: "I was imprisoned by thieves and delayed the battle. I should cut off my own head to thank the world!"

In the next moment, the knife was raised and the blood was spattered. Although the surrounding subordinates had already flocked to him, they were still a step behind. "Father—" Mo Chen let out a cry of pain, and saw that General Mo's body suddenly fell to the ground like a dilapidated sack, making a dull sound.The scene was chaotic, at this moment, Wei Shangshu said decisively: "Do it!"

Zhuzhen raised her hands, several poison darts were nailed into He Dimu's back.Almost at the same time, King Xian also raised his volume and shouted loudly: "Do it!"

There was a loud noise from around, and the house that was standing peacefully in the snow burst open in an instant, turning into countless sandstones and sawdust.The chasing soldiers came out bravely, and their ambush started at the same moment.Everywhere is covered by the shadow of swords and swords, and the sound of shouting and killing can be heard endlessly.No one knows what other tricks the other party has in store. They only focus on fighting, killing their sworn enemies.

Sure enough, the situation developed to this point, the prisoners on both sides died, and this deserted village became a new battlefield.Han Lang and He Yijiu stepped over He Dimu's body, jumped out instantly, and headed straight for King Xian.King Xian retreated, and his subordinates hurried forward, but Zhuzhen and Ruan Ping stepped up in time, and smashed the obstacle in front of him to pieces.

Shen Minggui still stood motionless at the back of the formation, never taking his eyes off the sky: "It's ominous, it's ominous."

People only think of him as a mad Taoist, and no one has time to pay attention to what he is talking about.The King Xian is close in front of them, and they only need to raise the knife to end his life. At this moment, they suddenly saw the King Xian grinning. That expression made people feel horrified. It was not the expression of the King Xian, it was so strange Terrible, murderous--

"There is a fraud!"

As soon as Ruan Ping finished speaking, the figure of King Xian disappeared suddenly, appearing a few steps away in an instant. "He's not a virtuous king!" Zhu Zhen shouted sharply, "It's Xiao Shaoqing!"

But it was already too late, Xiao Shaoqing moved towards Wei Shangshu like a ghost without touching the ground.Han Lang was the closest to him, and immediately pulled back to defend without even thinking about it. He successfully blocked Xiao Shaoqing's footsteps, but the opponent's momentum remained undiminished.Han Lang was a little overwhelmed, Xin Dao said that this man's martial arts were so powerful.Moreover, the other party insisted on Wei Shangshu, believing that the other party did not understand martial arts, so he must take his life.

Han Lang couldn't help shouting: "Protect Lord Shangshu!"

Zhuzhen and Ruan Ping reacted immediately, and rushed towards Wei Shangshu. Mo Chen also took a step forward, keeping him behind.Just at this moment, there was a soft rustle in the air, like the sound of leaves falling to the ground and snowflakes flying with the wind.An ominous premonition rose in He Yijiu's heart, and he immediately shouted: "Be careful!"

It was a hidden weapon, Xiao Shaoqing saw that the strong attack would not work, so he took out a hidden weapon and threw it away like raindrops all over the sky.However, these hidden weapons are not aimed at Mo Chen, nor at Wei Shangshu, they emit a sharp cold light and fly towards a person, but this person is busy protecting Wei Shangshu who does not know martial arts, everyone believes in his skills, No one even cared about his safety.

The distance was too close, and there was no time to dodge, so this row of hidden weapons flew towards him at an unimaginable speed, quickly and ruthlessly pierced into his throat.

It's Han Lang.

The scene seems to stand still, with countless things happening at the same time.Han Lang fell to the ground in vain, and his posture was exactly the same as that of General Mo just now.Dark red blood slowly overflowed from his throat, and the blood looked particularly black against the white snow, which proved that the hidden weapon was full of poison.Han Lang couldn't lose consciousness immediately, he was in great pain, the venom made him twitch continuously, he felt his throat was continuously gushing out air bubbles and blood, his body began to become a little cold, he couldn't breathe, his vision became increasingly dim, and he couldn't even see Qinghe Yijiu's face.

No one was more convinced of this than he was that he was going to die.

He heard a growl, which was probably the last sound he could hear.He didn't know that He Yijiu had turned into a tiger in his rage and bit off Xiao Shaoqing's head.He didn't know that Xiao Shaoqing had hidden gunpowder in his body. The moment He Yijiu rushed over, his body swelled in vain, and a terrifying energy shot out from his body, enveloping blurred flesh and blood, and Countless sharp hidden weapons swept across the area like a violent storm for several feet.He Yijiu was thrown all over his body and face by the arrow rain, and immediately let out a cry of pain. Zhu Zhen and Ruan Ping were also not spared, but Wei Shangshu, who they guarded desperately, survived. At this moment, his eyes widened, Totally at a loss.

Baihu endured the pain and screamed again. He tore Xiao Shaoqing and every enemy present.At this moment, Han Lang was lying on the ground with his eyes empty, and a new wind blew up in the sky, blowing away the dense dark clouds.A golden glow gradually emerged, becoming more and more dazzling, as aggressive as the sun at noon.At this moment, Shen Minggui, who had been standing on the sidelines, suddenly took a step forward, frowned and said, "Here we are."