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Chapter 167(2/2)

Anyway, Du Yong felt at ease and even had time to think about other things, such as gold and silver in the tent, and Zhangjiazhuang.

…………

The battle will eventually pass, and when the sky is white, the surroundings of the small slope have become quiet.

In fact, the charge ended in the middle of the night, and later it was mostly a small-scale fight, chasing or counterattacking, and continued until dawn.

Both sides suffer losses.

The specific number has not been counted yet, anyway, the ground is full of corpses.

Many corpses have begun to decay and must be disposed of as soon as possible, otherwise it may cause infectious diseases.

Qu Yixiong looked at the tragic scene and his eyebrows were twisted into the character "chuan". He stopped last night. It was quite smooth at first, but later he tried several times to haunt him, as if he was a vengeance who killed his father.

Fortunately, Qu Yixiong was resilient and had enough skills to kill all the hard points.

The most serious thing was a punch on the left rib. Qu Yixiong was forced to do it at that time and thought it was okay, but he didn't know that the tricky energy quickly invaded his whole body, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot and almost capsized.

Until now, Qu Yixiong's left rib still has a slight pain, so he needs to recuperate as soon as possible, otherwise the disease will be left behind.

"Mr. Wang is right!"

Qu Yixiong remembered Wang Mukun's prediction. Wang Mukun once said that after the chaos in Qianzhou, Pingzhou would definitely be in chaos, which was almost impossible to avoid.

It's true.

The investigation of the case is just an introduction.

Last night's war was no different from rebellion, which kicked off the chaos in the Pingzhou world.

The next thing, Dali Temple alone, is obviously beyond control, and the big bosses in the court need to make decisions.

So no matter whether Qu Yixiong is willing or not, he has to return to Beijing as soon as possible to describe the incident in detail above.

"Mr. Qu!"

Mo Xing's voice sounded, interrupting Qu Yixiong's thinking.

Qu Yixiong turned around and found that there were only four people, Mo Xing, Hu Hefeng, Pei Song and Zhao Dezhu.

"Are you four left?"

Qu Yixiong was a little scared. The loss was too great.

Fortunately, Mo Xing shook his head: "Many people have been seriously injured and are recuperating. My subordinates, including Duan Zixiao and Jiang Buping, are searching around and searching for their own people with all their might. It will take some time to find specific battle losses."

"Um!"

Qu Yixiong was relieved and ordered: "No brother, including the body, should be left behind."

Mo Xing wanted to speak but stopped, and finally said carefully: "Mr. Qu, should we go back to Pingzhou City as soon as possible? If there is another team of experts coming to siege, we will definitely not be able to stop it!"

Pei Song and Zhao Dezhu both agreed with Mo Xing's statement. Qu Yixiong waved his hand: "I had sent people back to the city last night, and a large army should be coming to pick him up soon."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qu Yixiong suddenly asked, "Where is Du Yong's supervisor?"

Mo Xing had a bitter face: "I haven't found it yet."

Qu Yixiong was stunned: "This slope is so big, what does it mean if you didn't find it?"

Mo Xing quickly explained: "I heard from Zhao and Pei that the Supervisor Du Yong and his escort Yang Jin rushed downhill last night and bravely entered the enemy's formation."

"What?"

Qu Yixiong showed an incredible look and asked, "So what you said just now was not found. Is it the meaning of death in battle?"

Mo Xing waved his hand quickly: "It's not that he died in battle, but that he really didn't find it."

Zhao Dezhu echoed: "If the body was not found, it means that they were not killed in battle. I guess where should they adjust their breathing in now."

"It's better that way!"

Qu Yixiong felt a little relieved and felt strange: "Du Yong was so unrestrained. What was his cleverness before hiding in the grass and attacking Weishan?"

Of course no one answered this question.

However, Zhao Dezhu guessed correctly, Du Yong and Yang Jin were indeed regulating their breathing in the same corner.

Du Yong was covered in tattered clothes, not much better than beggars. He rushed too hard last night and I don’t know how many stabs he got. Fortunately, he was all skin trauma. After half an hour of breathing adjustment, he has recovered now.

Yang Jin is much better, but he also has a lot of blood on his body.

【The mission is completed on the bloody heights!】

The auxiliary voice was remembered in my mind, which greatly boosted Du Yong's spirit, slowly stopped his work and opened his eyes.

[Reward points, 2000!]

[Reward internal injury medicine, four servings!]

[Reward consumables, hardeners!]

"I'll go!"

Du Yong was quite excited. What is the tempering device?

Yang Jin was startled by Du Yong, slowly stopped his work, stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Du Yong shook his head: "Nothing."

Yang Jin looked around and saw that there was no third living person except the two of them. He smiled bitterly and sighed: "Will this battle be won or lost?"

Du Yong also observed it and said lightly: "It must be a win. We have played so many rhythms. If we still can't win, it's a bit unreasonable."

Yang Jin sighed: "It's hard to say that last night's enemies not only exceeded a thousand, but many of them were masters. When we were hiding in the bushes to cause trouble last night, I saw someone fighting Qu Yixiong alone, and there were some back and forth."

Du Yong was a little disbelief: "You read that right? Are you fighting Qu Yixiong alone, and you still fight back and forth?"

Yang Jin added: "We can't say that we have a one-on-one fight, we should say that it is a wheel battle. If you take a few ruthless moves, you will retreat and then replace them."

At this moment, Du Yong and Yang Jin heard the sound of footsteps and were about to fight, they found that it was a joke.

"Du Weiwei!"

Duan Zixiao came over quickly, looking very excited: "We are all looking for you!"

Du Yong nodded and asked directly: "Has the Zhanlu come out?"

Duan Zixiao smiled bitterly: "Although it hasn't come out yet, I think there are only forty left at most."

Du Yong was shocked: "There are more than 230, and there are only 40 left. Is there one more to describe it?"
Chapter completed!
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