Lin Feng's mouth twitched.

The Beimo general made a fuss and rushed straight to her.

A literary scholar, killing one is enough!

Tu Rong naturally would not give him this opportunity.

It is an iron rule to give priority to protecting literary scholars on the battlefield.

only--

He and his junior sister were heartbroken and stopped the enemy generals in a fight against the injury. The junior sister played tricks on him and pierced the enemy general's neck with one sword!

Tu Rong: "..."

Lin Feng swept across the sword and cut off half of the opponent's neck. The remaining flesh connected the neck and head. There was still some unbelievableness in his eyes. He didn't expect that he would die at the hands of the literati Wenxin. Lin Feng took the sword: "He sent it himself."

Tu Rong: "..."

This is the truth, but the senior brother is very sad.

He could only turn his grief and anger into the motivation to earn military merits, glared, and his pupils suddenly shrank. This was like losing a tael of silver on the front foot and seeing a tael of gold on the ground on the back foot. The surprise made him throw away the loss: "Big fish!"

The flag with the logo of the Central Army in the Northern Desert is not far away!

He is the closest to military merit.

"God helps me!"

Without saying a word, he rushed over with his knife like a shell. The enemy soldiers on the path obstructed him, so he rushed over with brute force. At the end, he did not forget to yell: "Junior sister help me, and I will divide my military achievements equally!"

Lin Feng also noticed the situation on the battlefield at this time.

All kinds of information flashed through her mind.

She suddenly glared and sang: "Come back!"

At this moment, the beheading will not only not hit the morale of the Northern Mo, but will instead inspire the determination of the mourning soldiers to fight to the death. Even if they want to attack Tude, they must wait for the morale of the Northern Mo to stop. It is best if the momentum declines and falls, which is a good opportunity to kill!

It's a small matter to be counterproductive.

I am afraid that Tu Rong will hit the iron plate!

Tu Rong has always been obedient. He stopped the brakes as soon as he heard it clearly, and wanted to turn around and retreat. Unexpectedly, a sharp gun wind came from the secret. With a bang, the tip of the gun collided with the Wenqi barrier. Tu Rong and Lin Feng cooperated with each other and rolled sideways to dodge, and did not forget to take advantage of the chaos to cut off the legs of the soldiers in the Northern Desert. He waited until he stood still to see who was the person who was attacking him. His scalp was numb at just one glance.

A brave warrior is still a cruel man who burns his courage to do his best!

In just a moment, several people came to kill.

Some soldiers from the Northern Desert even sacrificed their lives to kill Tu Rong.

Even if the flock is shaking the tree, it will not hesitate to do so.

Chu Yao took all the situation here into his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously and raised his hand to pinch his hands.

Striking the enemy's anger has always been his strength.

Tude Ge was willing to take it aside, using his own life as a bargaining chip to gamble, deliberately putting it in danger to inspire the courage of his soldiers to fight to the death and fight back. This method works. It seems to be huge, but don't forget that the most effective defense is attack. The encouraged soldiers in the Northern Desert will use their lives to protect him at all costs. The danger is even smaller than the turtle central army.

But, Tude Ge missed a little.

He has been sticking to the Star Shooting Pass these days, and those people are from the source of their chest.

These soldiers who were born and died in Tude Ge, would be fine if they died in the battlefield. If they were injured and disabled, next time, next time, they would encounter a shortage of food, how could they know that they would not become a piece of meat and food in the bowl of bowls of healthy robes?

【One pillow in Nanke!】

The majestic literary spirit spread out with him as the center and spread throughout the battlefield.

Chu Yao didn't need to let all of these people experience a dream in his dream. He just needed to evoke the memory of eating people's jerky not long ago, and then change his perspective and turn them from eating to a piece of meat minced meat in a bowl, which would be enough to achieve the effect he wanted.

Seeing the air clouds collapse in the northern desert, he smiled brightly.

Afterwards, a familiar aura appeared on the battlefield.

Chu Yao smiled more and more: "The Lord is here."

Tude Ge looked dissatisfied: "Has Werder failed?"

At the same time, a corner of the northern desert.

Two figures stood in front of a brand new tomb.

Next to the new tomb is an old tomb.

The old grave is short, but it can be clearly seen that the soil on it was newly built several months ago. The grass seeds that flew from somewhere settled here, growing lushly, embellishing a bit of vitality to the lonely grave. Looking at the two graves, the old and new, the two were silent.

There seemed to be a familiar voice in my ears: [It is said that after every Beimo citizen dies, his soul will turn into a small grass seed, which rises with the wind and falls. When you see that the graves are covered with weeds, maybe it is because you are back for your teacher.]

The world is vast and the breeze is endless.

One of them was scratching his hair like crazy.

He couldn't figure it out, nor could he digest everything that happened in a short time. Everything was as unexpected as a dream, but if he thought about everything that happened in the past carefully, he felt that everything should have been like this. The ending was destined as early as the beginning of the story.

There was no look on his companion's face.

He tightened his collar and sleeves that were filled with wind.

He whispered: "Go back to the camp, this battle has not been finished yet."

"How does senior brother feel?"

"Great, okay."

If Chen Tang could easily recognize the identities of the two here, weren’t it the brothers Yun Ce and Xian Yujian who were captured and lost after being lost? Yun Ce was seriously injured and deposed before, not only did he hold the gun without any sense, but he could not even stand up straight.

Now that his injuries are not only healed, but his breath is much thicker than before. Even Xian Yu Jian around him cannot understand Yun Ce's current state. It is so strange that Xian Yu Jian is not surprised.

Just because the owner of the new tomb is the master of the two.

The twenty-class Chehou who can almost surpass the world with a single force!

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I updated it in advance today. There will be activities in the New Year in the evening until after 10 o'clock. In the afternoon, I stayed in a hotel room with my friends and typing on the keyboard.

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Chapter completed!