Back Off, Let Me Come

Gong Xiqiu was considered one of the top brave warriors in the world. The moment the fog started, he realized where the problem lay.

at the same time--

His expression also became very subtle.

Yes, subtle.

If he hadn't been convinced that the Alliance Army had no undercover agents of its own, he would have really suspected that the literary scholar (Erwuzi) who used the scribe's method was one of his own. You must know that he is worried that the ants pestering him are too annoying. In addition, the previous battles have indeed suffered a lot of losses, and a protracted battle is not good for him. With this heavy fog, Gong Xiqiu feels that he is good again! Another head immediately!

"You guys go ahead and play, I'll go play somewhere else!"

Gong Xiqiu kicked away the entangled general who came up.

He took one step, stepped on a person's helmet and leaped to another place. When he was about to land, he was caught firmly by a galloping war horse.

Although these heavy fogs do not affect the eyesight of brave warriors, they do affect ordinary soldiers. They will cut down when someone approaches and they will not be able to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. The soldiers were running rampant.

Can the brave warriors of the Alliance Army do this?

Of course not.

They are completely out of control!

If we ignore Gong Xiqiu and kill all the soldiers on the path, it may cause conflicts within the alliance army. By then, King Pig's rebels had not been killed, and his own people were fighting together first. But this is not Gong Xiqiu's most outrageous operation.

He went back and forth to kill several times, with the blood of the Alliance soldiers dripping from his dark green horse under his crotch. He also used the Brave Tiger Talisman to turn it into hundreds of sets of armor for his own elite.

With armor added to his body, strange "human figures" appeared on the invisible battlefield. They only need to judge the enemy or friend based on the silhouette of the "figure".

The dense fog had little impact on these soldiers.

"Gong Xiqiu, please accept your fate!"

A long knife blocked Gong Xiqiu's path.

When he saw it, he saw an unfamiliar face.

After a moment of pause, other brave generals came to kill him again.

Gong Xiqiu sneered: "You people are really ignorant. I have the kindness to let you live, but you want to stick your neck out."

"Stop being so arrogant!"

Fighting together again.

Smelling the smell of blood in the air, enduring the fear of blocked vision and numerous crises, the Alliance Army was very dissatisfied.

Even Gu Ren had some criticisms - only the troops under Wu Xian, the leader of the alliance, could handle such a situation calmly. The other forces did far more harm than good under the thick fog. The losses were not heavy, but compared with Wu Xian's troops, they were a bit big. Now, where can I still sit down?

The soldiers and horses under Wu Xian's tent also took advantage of the cover of thick fog to kill many rebels. Their achievements put them far ahead of the others.

Furthermore, the nearly a thousand elite men led by Gong Xiqiu were obviously not affected by the thick fog, and they used the dense fog to charge back and forth, causing considerable damage to several forces other than Wu Xian.

With several factors superimposed, who can feel comfortable?

"But if you stop now, it will be like letting the tiger return to the mountain!" Qin Li stated the facts calmly, with calm eyes.

One person endured dissatisfaction and said: "But if we don't stop, we can't help but suspect that the leader of the alliance is taking the opportunity to harm his allies..."

This is not a loss of face at all.

For a time, everyone was in an uproar.

Qin Li's face darkened and he looked at the alliance leader Wu Xian.

Wu Xian pondered for a while.

Secretly made eye contact with Qin Li.

Finally, he gave up on Qin Li.

"Gongsu, let's call it a day."

Qin Li gave a slight salute: "Yes, my lord."

The elite soldiers in the rear who outflanked and intercepted King Shi's rebels were already on their way back. Clearing the thick fog at this time would not put them in danger, so Qin Li did so without much difficulty.

The thick fog dissipated, but the battlefield did not really stop.

The melee lasted for more than two hours before it ended.

The two armies each paid gold and retreated, leaving behind countless corpses and sent people to count them. Sixty percent belonged to the Pig King rebels and 40% belonged to the Allied Army.

Among the corpses belonging to the alliance army, 90% belonged to other forces, large and small, and only 10% were soldiers and horses under Wu Xian's account.

They suffered the least losses and killed the most enemies at the same time.

The other forces have quite a lot of complaints in their hearts.

In the final analysis, it is still the fault of this thick fog.

However, Qin Li didn't think so.

He said calmly: "This is just an ordinary thick fog. There are countless similar mazes and mist formations. Can you prohibit the enemy from using these means to interfere with the line of sight in a war? As long as it is commanded properly, the impact can be almost offset……"

It is even less likely that one of our own people will kill his own people.

The implication is that there is a problem with their own command.

With the thick fog, the soldiers under their tent became chaotic and turned into headless flies running around, disobeying military orders.

Do the losses caused by these problems also depend on others?

Everyone was exposed by Qin Li, and their faces turned red.

Some people are ashamed, and some people are angry.

He was about to burst into violence and draw his sword immediately.

This man's violence was too sudden, and the people around him could not stop him. He saw the knife was about to hit Qin Li, but stopped abruptly at the last moment. There was a trace of fear in the man's eyes, his hands loosened, and the long knife fell to the ground with a clang, his face turned livid.

Leader Wu Xian knew that nothing would happen to Qin Li.

However, this person wanted to kill his confidants in front of him, thinking that he, Wu Zhaode, was made by a clay figure and had no temper at all, right?

Immediately, Wu Xian gave a cold snort.

It fell on the man's ears like a thunder that exploded on the ground.

He broke into a cold sweat and his hair stood on end.

He endured the thin sweat on his forehead and the wildly twitching corners of his eyes, and managed to regain his sense. He looked at the eyes of everyone on the left and right, and backed up two steps in fear: "Don't blame me, Leader Wu. I am also in a hurry, and I only do this. Such a foolish move..."

Leader Wu Xian did not make a statement immediately.

Instead, he looked at him silently.

The atmosphere around him was suffocating.

finally--

He looked relaxed.

The atmosphere also calmed down again.

Leader Wu Xian was sincere and heartbroken: "Xian also knows how you feel. But if you have anything, you can sit down and discuss it in detail, and you will give everyone a satisfactory explanation no matter what. However, it is absolutely impossible to draw a sword against your own people." Absolutely impossible! What is the difference between this and fratricide? We have formed an alliance for the sake of righteousness to defeat the rebels of the King of Pig, and we must not let them see the joke. If the word spreads in the future, how will the people of the world and future generations regard us? "

Everyone immediately fell silent.

The conflict was easily resolved.

If we continue to make trouble, who can withstand a big hat?

After this scene, they also realized the gap in strength between themselves and King Shi's rebels - Gong Xiqiu only led 10,000 elite troops, and some of them were still stationed in Xiaocheng -

If the two sides really want to fight, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose.

At least, our losses cannot be so small.

Wu Xian is the main force of the alliance army. If they are completely annoyed and broken, no one can get rid of them.

A small dispute ended like this.

But the impact continues.

The Union troops stopped here to clean up the battlefield.

The soldiers buried pots to make rice and set up temporary camps.

Shen Tang also went out to help along the way, doing his best.

Although there were only a few people, Shen Tang was in the limelight during the day. How could the Alliance Army dare to look down upon him? Not only was there no contempt, but some indescribable enthusiasm. Chu Yao opened the curtain of the temporary tent and asked, "Is Wu Lang awake?"

Lin Feng, who was responsible for taking care of Shen Tang, stood up and answered.

"Teacher, Mr. Lang is still asleep."

Chu Yao looked worried and murmured: "Are you still awake now?"

Outside the tent, several well-known people from Shen Tang's side gathered together. Even brothers Zhai Le and Zhai Huan came to join in the fun after hearing the news.

They stared closely at Chu Yao who came out.

Chu Yao shook his head.

Qi Shan said: "How is this possible?"

Gu Chi also said: "Yes, Qi Yuanliang is still awake..."

Shen Tang's injuries were evenly distributed to those of Qi Shan. There was no reason why she, who was so strong and had saved her life from Gong Xiqiu many times, was still unconscious.

After he finished speaking, he received a blank look from Qi Shan.

Gu Chi asked back: "Is it wrong?"

Qi Shan was too lazy to chat with him.

Chu Yao ignored the two people and continued: "...Fortunately, Wulang's pulse is very stable, strong and strong, and there is plenty of blood. It should be fine...Lin Feng, you asked someone to kill a piglet and stew the broth for it." Wulang makes up for it..."

Oh, those can't be called piglets.

After raising it for more than two months, it has become quite impressive.

Because of their existence, Shen Tang's logistics has become a strange sight in the Alliance Army - everyone carries baggage and food and grass when fighting, and the meat they eat is mainly dried meat that is easy to preserve. There are only a very small amount of live livestock. Shen Tang's side no the same.

Lots of big pigs and little pigs.

The march also had to drive pigs.

The pig was frightened and ran away and had to run to catch it.

The key is that they are all fat.

The meat trembles and trembles, no one will be greedy for it.

Although pork is fishy and smelly, wealthy people with a little wealth disdain to eat it because they think it cannot be eaten on the dining table. However, for ordinary people who cannot eat meat food a few times throughout the year, smelly pork is also a rare meat food...

As for the unpalatable taste?

It’s good to have meat, but are you picky about the taste?

Therefore, they looked at the pig with greed.

The soldiers on Shen Tang's side had to work several shifts a night, fearing that no one would keep an eye on them and the pigs would be stolen by others.

For Shen Tang, Chu Yao decided to kill one!

Lin Feng said: "Well, students will go now."

Chu Yao raised his eyes and looked at Qi Shan: "I'll give you a patch too - you are really messing around and you are really not afraid of death at all."

Qishan was a little "flattered".

Good guy, does this piglet still have his share?

Although he disliked pork, this was the pork served to him by Chu Yao from Kou Kou So Sou, so he decided to use two chopsticks for his face. After hearing the last sentence, Qi Shan said again: "What is there to be afraid of? I can control the way of the scribes?"

Being injured means that Shen Tang always trusts him. If Shen Xiaolangjun is injured and he doesn't respond, it means that the trust is gone.

This is beyond his control.

Thinking at the best, at least it means that he made the right choice.

Chu Yao asked: "Then what do you have to hide?"

He remembered.

That day when the tax money escorted by Captain Yang was intercepted, Qi Shan was injured even though he was far away from the center of the melee. At that time, he thought he had ignored it, but now that he thought about it, the problem had already begun.

Qishan said: "With Xiaolang Shen...the master's temperament, if he knew about it, he would definitely restrain his hands and feet, which would be very disadvantageous -"

Regardless of whether you are a fighting general or something else, as long as you are competing with your life, worrying too much will limit yourself and cost you your precious life at the critical moment of life and death. Now Shen Tang still needs to do it personally. It is impossible not to let Shen Tang take action, so we can't be too restrictive.

Chu Yao is different from him.

If Shen Tang dies, Chu Yao will die as well, but daily injuries will not affect Chu Yao, but Qi Shan is different - any injury suffered by Shen Tang will be shared in half on him. However, how can anyone not be injured in a life-and-death fight? How can we be restrained by this?

Therefore, Qi Shan chose to hide it.

Even if he knew that with Shen Tang's enthusiasm for wandering the battlefield, injuries were common, and he couldn't hide it for long if he wanted to.

Chu Yao: "...can you untie it?"

Qi Shan asked back: "Can you control your way of being a scribe?"

Chu Yao: "..."

Qishan said: "That's okay."

There are many literary scribes in the world who have the Way of Scholars, but not many can truly control it. Most of them still suffer from the negative effects of incomplete Way of Scholars - typical examples are Gu Chi and Kang Shi. Pray for good deeds with plausibility and not be ashamed of it.

Chu Yao: "..."

The shape complements the shape, this guy should eat more pig brains!

Gu Chi couldn't help but cover the corners of his mouth with his sleeves.

Kang Shi raised his eyebrows.

I don't understand why Gu Chi is laughing at these two people.

Among the people, only Zhai Huan was concerned about the losses of the two armies.

As for Zhai Le? ? ?

He was thinking about Piggy.

Suddenly he remembered that the pigs that Shen Tang had boasted to him about tasted so good. He had been taking medicine every day to recuperate recently, and the root of his tongue was bitter. He couldn't help but salivate when he thought of the delicious food.

I wonder if I can try it...

Shen Tang woke up to the smell of meat.

My stomach rumbles and I sing about the empty city plan.

She sat up suddenly, startling Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lang, you are finally awake!"

Lin Feng was so happy that his eyes turned red into rabbit eyes.

Shen Tang loosened his muscles and bones, which were stiff from sleep, and accidentally pulled on the wound. He grinned in pain and said, "I'm awake. Are you crying?"

"Mr. Lang, you have been asleep for two or three hours."

Shen Tang looked at the sky outside and found that it had indeed darkened.

She asked: "The rebels retreated?"

Lin Feng nodded: "If we retreat, we will lose more than 2,500 people."

More than 2,500 people?

Almost a quarter was lost.

Shen Tang shook his head inwardly - with such a big loss, as the commander-in-chief, Gong Xiqiu would inevitably have to eat a meal.

Speaking of being in the queue——

She remembered the delicious scent of flesh floating in the air.

My mood brightened: "What's roasting outside that smells so good?"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "It's the pig raised by Mr. Lang."

Lang Jun really didn't lie to her.

There is really no fishy smell to the minced pig fruit. Whether it is stewed, stir-fried or roasted, the meat has a strong aroma, and the aroma is so enticing.

Shen Tang shouted: "My pig!!!"

She thought it was her big wild boar that was being slaughtered.

She enjoyed riding that wild boar.

Upon hearing the bad news, Shen Tang kicked off the quilt that was in the way, put on his coat and put on his shoes inside out, and ran out, leaving Lin Feng dumbfounded. For those who don’t know, I thought Lang Jun’s mount (specifically the motorcycle) was killed...

She hurriedly picked up her cloak to keep out the cold and chased after him.

As he ran, he said, "Mr. Lang, put this on."

All Shen Tang could think about was her pig.

There were only 200 people on her side, and the camp was small. Chu Yao was not so particular and directly set up Shen Tang's exclusive small kitchen not far from Shen Tang's temporary camp. She arrived without taking two steps.

For a moment, Qishan and Qi Shan stared at each other.

They have sharp ears and eyes.

That is to say——

Didn't miss Shen Tang's hoarse "My pig".

Zhai Le put down the roasted pork on skewers.

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The end of the month is here again in the blink of an eye.

Hehe, the monthly tickets are doubled again on the 29th, 30th and 31st.

(If anyone wants to tip, you can move it to after 8pm, and the monthly tip will be doubled)

Alas, this month is going to be bloody again, so it’s going to be difficult.

Begging for monthly passes after midnight

PS: I was lucky enough to get a Daryou 100-key gold powder switch keyboard today. It is indeed very light to type on, but the sound sounds like AKKO’s jelly blue switches, which are very crisp. However, the jelly blue shaft has a segmented feel and is heavier, while the gold powder shaft is very light, very comfortable, and very smooth, which is good news for coders.

PPS: The large key space of Daryou A100 Supreme Edition is really stretched out on the crotch, it is loose, and the sound is uncomfortable... I will wait until the grease arrives and see if it can be adjusted...