v7 Chapter 5： Gold wind

"A strategy can be successful, not only whether the strategy is subtle, but also whether the strategy is predictable and to what extent the person who implements the strategy can be completely." The woman no longer looks at Ji Xingbai, but looks at Chu. The horizon of the world, said peacefully: "Thousands of troops have escorted tens of thousands of people who have been driven away. It is easy to be a practitioner to find the opportunity to leave. It is also easy to find opportunities to enter these people. The most important thing is that no one will think of me. Come to these people."

Ji Xingbai was deeply inhaled, his heart violently beating, and the pale face gradually became morbidly flushed.

No one really thinks she will be caught in these expelled people.

The present Chudi is Fuling Jun, but everyone knows that the most powerful ruler of the Dachu Dynasty is the emperor who was once known as the enchantress of Zhao.

And now the legendary ruler of the Great Chu Dynasty is in front of his eyes.

This is definitely a dangerous insurance.

Because in a sense, as long as she killed her, the outcome of this war is already doomed.

The Dachu Dynasty did not have her existence, and it quickly fell apart and collapsed.

The practitioners of Changling will pay attention to the movements of any powerful practitioner in the military of the Great Chu Dynasty, but I am afraid that no one can truly understand her, and no one can know her movements.

Here she is an impossible miracle.

The woman, the former Zhao Xiangxi, the present Empress Dowager looked at the horizon and sat down like the lonely and helpless women in this team.

Even posture and look are very similar.

She sat on the floor with her hands around her knees and her chin on her knees.

In fact, sometimes the loneliness and sadness is not what she deliberately pretends.

Even in the palace of the Great Chu Dynasty, she is very lonely. Every day, for the position she is sitting, there will be many **** things happening. Some people who hate her are dead, and some people who are loyal to her are also dying.

At the time of the withdrawal of Qin Jun, she also learned about the death of her master in Changling.

She also thought that her master died in the hurricane of the years before Yuanwu's assault, and now she knows that her masters have been hiding in the palace of Changling in these years, but she knows her masters these years. Still alive, her master is now dead.

So she is really sad now.

Her master died for these Chu people in Yangshan County, so the preservation of the lives of these 70,000 Chu people is equivalent to the fate of her master.

It is like a **** in the dark.

"If you want to fight with me here, I will fight here with you." She looked at the setting sun in the sky and said in her heart to the hostess in the Changling Palace who didn't know if she would be sad.

The twilight is coming.

The light will bring warmth to people, and the darkness will cause panic and loss. If it is impossible to calm the emotions of these 70,000 Chu people, when the night is over, despair will spread completely.

Fortunately, there is no problem in her observations these days. The true element of Ji Xingbai’s practice method also has the function of temporarily ridding the suffering caused by hunger and illness.

Even if Ji Xingbai is only a practitioner of Six Horizons, a practitioner like him who has become a pillar of many people in the team stands up, but it is more effective than any other inspiration from outside. .

Before the last touch of the setting sun disappeared, he succeeded in getting the team to start trekking again, to the small lake she said.

The sound of the water is everywhere.

Through the ignited fire, some young people began to try to fish under the guidance of some people with fishing experience.

This is a shallow lake, and most of the water surface is only to the depth of a person's chest, I am afraid that when the dry season comes, it will dry up and become a pasture.

Exhausted Ji Xingbai walked to the bank of her next head and sat down silently.

There are things that can be done to distract some people's attention and bring hope, but after tomorrow's dawn, more than 70,000 people will not follow his advice, just because there are some Chu Jun can send some food tonight. And drugs.

However, even with her commitment, how can Chu Jun do it?

The rations required by more than 70,000 people are not a few. Even if they have already made arrangements, how can a corresponding number of Chu Juns be able to escape the eyes and ears of Qin Jun and be able to arrive here safely?

He couldn't help but have some doubts, but he didn't dare to question it. He didn't even dare to go to the woman and talk to the woman, lest she be special.

Like the ordinary women and children, Zhao Xiangyu chose a piece of hay to sit. Her eyes seemed to stay on the fishing people in the shallow lake, but in fact it fell to the other side of the lake.

Without warning, Ji Xingbai’s breathing was suddenly difficult.

He perceives that the ground suddenly trembles, and the tremor comes from the other side of the shallow lake.

At this time, apart from his practitioners, the Chu people gathered on the shore of the lake could not feel the vibration from the distant ground.

But just a few times of breathing time, he is sure that this is the vibration of numerous iron hoofs hitting the ground at a very fast frequency.

This is an army running, and it is far beyond the limit of a cavalry.

The speed and frequency of this countless iron hoof hitting the ground made him feel a desperate atmosphere.

He suddenly understood something. He stood up, his throat whimpered, and his eyes were filled with tears.

Extreme speed!

Even if you don't care about the safety of your mount, it is possible to reach the speed beyond the limit of the crushing mount's vitality.

In the tenth time after he stood up, those who stood in the lake fishing first felt the same thing. They saw the strangeness of the water, and then heard the noise in the darkness.

It was the other army that was running wild, the iron hoof violently pounding the ground, but still not comparable to the speed of the previous army.

The army did everything, just like a gust of wind, coming crazy toward this shallow lake.

Ji Xingbai had difficulty controlling his emotions. In the darkness, he turned his head and looked at Zheng Xiangyu on the shore of the lake.

He saw Zheng Xiangyu still sitting, seemingly integrated with the ordinary women and children, but the face is full of unspeakable solemnity.

Oh...

The hoof-like hooves were suddenly covered up by countless violent sounds.

There are countless streams of fire in the air, accompanied by more tiny black shadows, those are arrows, symbols, and may be the flying swords of the practitioners.

There were countless giant screams in the wind-like army that rushed toward the shallow lake. However, no one was responsible for the arrows or flying swords that harvested life, the huge shouts and roars. The sound is only for another acceleration.

The air is filled with **** smell and crackle.

The trees and reeds on the shore of the lake were smashed by the black shadows of the road, and the cracking sound of the dead branches and the cracking sound of the bones intertwined, so that all the Chu people across the lake opened their mouths and could not breathe, as if they were petrified. I usually look at this picture that I have never seen or thought.

The rushing horse rushed out from the shore of the lake, slamming forward like a meteorite, smashing the bushes and reeds, and then breaking into the lake ahead.

The light of countless gold and iron fell, and more gold and iron rays pierced them when they rushed down.

All the air flowing in the air across the lake is the wind of gold and iron, the fire and the killing, and death.

A batch of batches is so unimaginable that the cavalry, regardless of everything that fell to them, just rushed forward, rushed forward, was killed, and rushed into the lake.

Such a picture does not only exist in a moment, but lasts for a long time.

Soon, the lakes in the entire shallow lake were all stained with blood, even in the night, you can see a deep blood.

When all the shouts and roars finally disappeared, no more violent horses crashed into the lake with the riders, and the gold and iron flowing in the air finally disappeared. Only some clearer horseshoes were violent. Knocked on the ground and patted around.

At this time, many Chu talents began to breathe, and many people wowed and cried.

Some people looked at the horses and the remains of the sergeants, and began to understand what was happening, and the body began to tremble.

Ji Xingbai's hands are still shaking, he is not a general, but even a general, in this life may not have seen thousands of cavalry in this way to die, died in front of him.

He looked to the other side of the lake, and some of the remaining fires mapped out some of the figure when the cavalry wearing the mysterious armor was evacuated.

His hands were cold but his body was hot and panicked. His blood seemed to disappear and he burned in the body.

“Let people salvage these horses and remains. The remains need to be disposed of as soon as possible, otherwise they will pollute the water source.”

However, at this time, a cold voice was introduced into his ear. He knew that this was the voice that Zheng Xiangxi had introduced into his ear. He also understood that this coldness was not because of coldness and ruthlessness, but against their enemies.

“The food they carry with them is not long enough, and it is necessary to smoke the horses of these horses as soon as possible.”

"Try to give up the useless sorrow. If the lives of these four thousand people are not as powerful as the four thousand people in exchange for the more than 70,000 people, then the Great Chu Dynasty is really bound to die."

On the shore of the lake, she hangs her head, word by word, and brings such a voice into Ji Xingbai's ear. Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net