Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Bai Anyu thinks that this is a solution that can only be conceived by a young boy, and it is too ecstatic and unrealistic.

Even though the flat land is convenient for the cavalry of the Great Moon Kingdom to gallop and kill the enemy, but without a trace of concealment, it is easy for the opponent's scouts to see it at a glance. Even if there are towers, it is of little significance.

At that time, the enemy army will sneak attack at night, and our army will be unable to avoid it. The so-called "freedom of advance and retreat" only exists in the ideal.

When the two sides were evenly contested, Bai Anyu originally wanted to make a final decision. As the coach, he did have such power.

However, in order to give full play to Fu Liang's ability, Yue Wei, in addition to making the other 19 monks obey his orders, as the supervisor of the army, he can also influence the decisions of the three generals.

Fu Liang was not disappointed by Liu Xin and Bai Anyu's self-willedness. He pretended to have a headache and thought about it, and then drew Mei Ke over. The two studied the sand table map carefully, and finally decided to camp in the valley.

Mei Ke made it clear to Liu Xin, and was so angry with the isolated Bai Anyu that he quit, and handed over all the affairs of the general to the two lieutenants.

In addition to fighting the enemy and training soldiers, he hardly participated in other activities.

Anyway, repeated battles and defeats have worn away his little patience.

The terrain of the valley is too low, and the continuous heavy rain has disturbed the general camp. The water has already reached the ankles. Everyone is in a mess. It may not be long before the entire camp will suffer.

Under the torrential rain, the soldiers were unable to start the stove to cook, and the food, grass, and supplies were also severely affected. There were countless damp and moldy items, and only a cloth bag for dry food was hung on each person.

If this continues, they will be defeated without a large-scale attack by the enemy.

Around the end of the day, the sky was covered by thick clouds and only a little bit of light was barely leaking out.

There was thunder and lightning in the sky, and it was extremely difficult to move the position at this time. What was even more frightening was that if the enemy attacked during the transfer, the end would only be worse.

"National teacher, it turns out that this rain was begged by a monk at the Nascent Soul stage in the enemy army. Why don't you fight with him and let the rain stop, even if it's only half a day, or a few hours, let's hurry up and set off .”

A monk at the Golden Core stage stepped forward and said to Fu Liang.

Fu Liang stood in front of the shaft gate with an oiled paper umbrella in his left hand. He squinted his eyes halfway to look at the dark cloudy sky, pinched his fingers with his right hand and said: "The rain is about to stop, there is still time for a stick of incense at most, when that time comes, we will move immediately." camp."

"Yes, the subordinate will inform you immediately."

The Jindan stage monk said happily, and ran away in a coir raincoat.

At present, in our own camp, from the head coach down to the team leader, etc., all of them are devastated and have no morale. The only sustenance is to live.

Especially after hearing at noon that the western defense line of Dayue Kingdom had been breached, since the gate of the country was broken and the country was about to perish, why would they want to fight?

Numerous busy soldiers passed by in front of them, and they were numbly performing their duties.

The reason why Fu Liang was able to accurately judge the time when the rain stopped was because he had three Nascent Soul stage monks set up formations on a distant hillside last night. Son, transfer all the layers of dark clouds to the top of the enemy camp.

This was a rather laborious job, and the three Yuanying stage monks were wondering why Fu Liang didn't do it. If Fu Liang stepped in, with his cultivation base, he would be able to finish it within an hour.

But Fu Liang only smiled inscrutablely, and prevaricated with the excuse of "hermits have their own tricks". The three monks thought that he really had a trick, but they didn't know that he was just a paper tiger.

Based on their cultivation bases, there is still a stick of incense to stop the rain. As for the others... let's talk.

Fu Liang's calculation was very accurate. The heavy rain stopped abruptly after a stick of incense. The soldiers seemed to see a ray of dawn shining through the dense clouds. The thin light in the dark was the hope in their eyes.

The soldiers transported large and small objects as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and the heavy-duty carts struggled forward in the muddy water.

Fu Liang originally rode a horse with Liu Xinmeike and the others, but he temporarily separated from them on the grounds that he had a stomachache and found a place to go.

The dark clouds hadn't dissipated yet. He deduced that the enemy army was nearby. It might be that the monks on the other side had used some tricks to deliberately hide the whereabouts of the vanguard. Fu Liang didn't want to die on the battlefield, so he had to make excuses to slip away.

After leaving the big team, he immediately clamped his legs to the horse's belly, and hurried to the west. He made an appointment with Wang Run that someone would pick him up, and then he would send a letter to Ji Jiu, asking Ji Jiu to get rid of Yue Wei and come to him That is.

Just as Fu Liang was thinking about it, another pot of rain poured down his head...

The rain started again without warning, and he guessed that the three Nascent Soul cultivators from the Great Moon Kingdom had already been killed.

The rain slapped him and the horse unscrupulously, and there were probably still a few miles to escape the large rain cloud.

"Fuck."

Suddenly a gust of wind hit, as if he couldn't see clearly in the pitch black mess, Fu Liang only felt dizzy and his eyes went dark, then he was kicked in the center of the mouth and rolled off the horse.

The rain dazzled him so much that he could hardly keep his eyes open. He narrowed his eyes slightly, covered his heart and got up from the ground with great difficulty. It was about [-] o'clock after Moshen time.

Standing in front of him was a man in a Taoist robe with a tall and straight figure, with fair skin, slightly sunken cheeks, and a clean goatee on his lips. He was holding a lotus-patterned oil-paper umbrella in his forehand and stared at him steadily, with dark eyes. unknown.

Fu Liang raised his hand and wiped off the dirt on his face with his sleeve, and seeing that there was no thunder and lightning in the sky for a while, he turned around and stood under the dense big banyan tree to hide from the rain.

He guessed that the man in front of him who was still watching him intently was called Boqing, and he was one of the two Nascent Soul stage monks who went to war in Haiguo.

The lotus umbrella in Baoqing's hand is his natal magic weapon, which can call wind and rain without hurting fire and water. The torrential rain that made it difficult for the soldiers of the Great Moon Kingdom came from that lotus umbrella.

"What do you want?" Fu Liang asked straight to the point.

Thin lips parted lightly: "Kill you."

"Uh..." Fu Liang panicked a little, "Pindao has no grievances with you, why do you want to kill him?"

Boqing's face was calm: "You and I belong to different lords. The two countries are at war. It is normal for the pindao to kill you."

Adhering to the spirit of "sacrificing others for oneself" of "dead friends never die poor ones", Fu Liang quietly pulled the red rope that Ji Jiu gave him with his hands behind his back.

"Fellow Daoist, how about this, Pindao is willing to surrender to be your prisoner of war, you will send Pindao to your monarch, and you will be killed or killed at that time, and you will be rewarded for it, it is not a problem to be promoted Down……"

"But I just want to kill you, this is my mission." Boqing said lightly.

Hearing the word "task", Fu Liang was startled suddenly: "Who arranged the task for you."

Boqing didn't say much, and immediately put away her umbrella and rushed towards him in the rain.