Chapter 427 The Fifth Leaving
Countless banners flew into the battlefield roaring with the sound of hunting wind. Millions of troops rushed into the battlefield screaming like a tidal wave!
Da Zhao's original camp has become a whole battlefield! More than six million people are fighting each other, wielding knives and killing each other!
At this moment, the flames flashed, and suddenly the whole camp was surrounded by electric flames, flickering, and then there was a loud bang, and an earth-shattering explosion suddenly broke out in the center of Dazhao Camp!
The violent explosion blasted out a huge hole with a radius of tens of feet in the entire central area. All the people in the central area, no matter if they were enemies or friends, regardless of their official positions, were blown up into the sky and scattered into pieces of meat all over the sky!
Then, the entire camp suddenly caught fire, and the flames spread rapidly, covering five or six hundred miles in almost a lightning-fast time, and it was still expanding rapidly towards the surrounding area!
Bursts of yellow smoke and black mist shot up into the sky, rapidly expanding towards the entire battlefield in this windless and cloudless weather!
These smokes are obviously added; everyone who smells the yellow smoke is all dizzy, and it seems that their minds have also fallen into an inexplicable confusion. With a wild cry, they slashed wildly with their knives, whether it was the enemy or Friends, reunification begins chaos!
The black smoke rose and spread, and everyone who smelled it was powerless, as if they couldn't even control their eyelids, and the weapon in their hands fell to the ground with a clang, and they could only look at the enemy's sharp sword towards his own with a look of fear. The body suddenly fell off...
The green smoke billowed up, and everyone who smelled it was excited for a while, as if their whole body was suddenly congested with blood at this moment, and they used inexhaustible strength to slash and kill their enemies,...
The purple smoke was blown out thickly, and everyone who smelled it felt a blur in front of their eyes, as if they were in an illusion, and their blood was rushing. Xiaxiu suddenly raised the tent and found that all around him were stunning fragrances beauty...
I couldn't help shouting excitedly, and jumped on it like a pervert, sound, strange scream, scream and struggle,... unsightly!
These things turned out to be all kinds of drugs collected by the Golden Horse Knights Hall for more than ten years. Some are smoke, which can make people feel weak, some are poison, and some are aphrodisiacs...
All in all, there are all kinds of poisonous smoke that can make people lose, here are all! And as it burns, it continues to volatilize and…
There are more and more poisonous smoke, as it rises, it continues to float towards the mountains, but it is caught by the bandits and floats back, continuing to envelope the decisive battlefield. It seems that there is a huge magnet here, attracting These poisonous fumes cannot be dispersed.
At the end of the war, no organization and discipline had been lost, and everyone was hacking and killing by instinct. Whether it was a general or a soldier, they all fell into a confusion of mind.
Fifth Gentle tent.
Jing Menghun was dressed all over, counting the time, and finally stood up and shouted: "It's time for us to dispatch! All the Golden Horse Knights Hall will gather immediately to attack! The target is King Chu Yan!"
"Yes!" Everyone agreed in one voice!
Jing Menghun was about to stride out, when suddenly someone outside shouted angrily: "How could this happen? I want to see Mr. Xiang! I want to see Mr. Xiang!"
It was Yu Han, the admiral of the Hundred Battles Heavenly Dragon.
While speaking, he rushed in madly and happened to bump into Jing Menghun head-on: "Jing Wangzuo, where is the Prime Minister?"
"If Master Xiang is not here, you have something to say, you tell me." Jing Menghun said coldly.
"What's going on here?" Yu Han pointed angrily at the frantic battlefield at the foot of the mountain, his eyes were bloodshot: "What kind of bastard fight is this?"
"General Yu, what are you talking about?" Jing Menghun looked at him dissatisfied.
"I just ask, who gave the order to explode the camp?" Yu Han asked sadly.
"It's me! It's my Jing Menghun's order; the Golden Horse Knight Hall is implementing it, what's wrong?" Jing Menghun snorted and asked.
"What's the matter?" Yu Han yelled bitterly, and suddenly grabbed Jing Menghun's lapel, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why? Why did you do this?"
"This is the order of the Prime Minister! If you have doubts, you can go to the Fifth Prime Minister and ask for clarification." Jing Menghun looked at Yu Han's hand, and said in a cold voice: "Let go!"
"Bastard!" Yu Han was extremely sad and angry, and suddenly slapped Jing Menghun's face fiercely, and said angrily: "You can clearly advance the detonation time, so that no matter it is the explosion or smoke, Tie Yun will bear it all. Part! Why did it have to be detonated after our people also rushed in?"
"This is a crime!" Yu Han screamed in grief and anger: "In this way, Tie Yun is finished! But we are also finished, do you know that? You bastard...they are all my brothers, my soldiers! I soldiers!"
Jing Menghun stretched out his hand to caress the place on his face where he had just been slapped, his eyes were like eagles, with suppressed anger and faint murderous intent: "Marshal Yu, there is no room for you to talk about this matter! As for the timing, I have a lot of Jingmenghun, and it was also arranged by Xiangye, now, you let go! I don't care about the fact that you slapped me!"
Yu Han yelled angrily: "Slap you? Bastard, even if you are cut into pieces, it will not be able to cover up the heinous crime you committed! This is murder! This is deliberate rebellion! I want to see the prime minister!" ! I want to see Wu Wuqingrou!"
Jing Menghun's eyes became more and more murderous: "General Yu, there are some things you can't say."
Yu Hanqiang drew out his long sword, and suddenly slashed at Jing Menghun madly, cursing: "You executioner...you and Fifth Qingrou are both executioners..."
Suddenly Jing Menghun stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, lifted his burly body, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Who do you think you are? What are you? Your soldier? Your soldier Can't kill? Don't you still have a lot of face? Believe it or not, I will kill you together?"
Yu Han struggled: "How dare you! If you have the guts, kill me! If you don't kill me, Jing Menghun, you and I..."
Having said this, there was a sudden click, Yu Han's neck limply tilted to one side, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. A pair of eyes looked at Jing Menghun in disbelief, and finally the look in the eyes slowly disappeared, leaving only a pair of rigid eyes full of anger and hatred!
Jing Menghun had already twisted his neck.
Everyone in the entire tent suddenly exclaimed, and then everyone was stunned! Jing Menghun actually beat an admiral to death? !
"Overestimate yourself!" Jing Menghun snorted coldly, threw Yu Han's body far away, and said, "Follow me! Go kill King Chu Yan!"
Not long after, the news that Yu Han, the admiral of the Hundred Battles Heavenly Dragon, was assassinated by Tie Yun's assassin spread in Dazhao's camp.
Yu Han's 600,000 army is the only one left behind by Wu Qingrou. Moreover, Yu Hande is highly respected, loves soldiers like a son, and has always been supported by soldiers the most. Now that Yu Han died, the group of dragons without a leader became even more chaotic.
Hundreds of thousands of troops are crying at the same time!
"Revenge for the Marshal! Kill those Tie Yun bastards!" I don't know who; suddenly with red eyes and tears, he yelled frantically.
"Go! Kill all those bastards!" Immediately, dozens of people galloped out of the team and rushed towards the battlefield frantically.
"Revenge for the commander-in-chief..." There was a bang, and thousands of people rushed out frantically.
"Rush up!" The lieutenant gritted his teeth with tears in his eyes: "Kill hard!"
With a bang, the 600,000 troops mobilized at the same time, rushing up the hillside, and then condescendingly, like a sudden waterfall, slamming down.
As these people rushed down, the 30,000 cavalrymen of the Golden Horse Knights Hall screamed and marched in another direction!
The top of the mountain, which was still crowded with crowds just now, has become empty!
As the breeze blew, a burst of thick smoke floated over, covering the top of the mountain, and the thick smoke dispersed. A figure in Tsing Yi seemed to have stepped out of the thick smoke, and appeared on the top of the mountain, looking at the raging battlefield below, listening to There was an earth-shattering shout of killing, Wu Wuqingrou put his hands behind his back, and watched calmly and gently with his eyes.
It seemed that the bloody tragedy below had nothing to do with him.
Tsing Yi fluttered, Fifth Qingrou's beard fluttered slightly, and his face was calm and calm, almost cold, like a fairy.
He just stared at it for a long time before he let out a soft sigh. He took out an invisible carapace from his bosom, put it in the palm of his hand, stared at it for a long time, then stretched out his palm, and said softly: "Go."
With a sound of fluttering, the invisible carp flapped its wings and flew up, hovering in the air, as if melting into the air, disappearing without a trace.
This is a message to Yin Wuyin Wutian and others who stayed behind in Dazhao Zhongzhou City. On the message carried by the Wutangfu, Wu Wuqingrou only wrote a few words on the message: Bloodbath in Zhongzhou, extermination of the royal family!
Then there is the seal of the fifth gentleness.
Seeing the disappearance of Wuxing Fu, Wu Wuqingrou also smiled faintly, looked in the direction of Chu Yang, and said softly in his heart: "King Chu Yan, although I owe you, don't forget, this is you too I owe it to you! In the next three days, you and I will meet again! At that time...hehe..."
Then he took a deep breath, looked at the battlefield, then turned his head, looked at Da Zhao Zhongzhou's abandonment, in his eyes, there seemed to be reluctance and unwillingness, but in the end he didn't say anything, just turned into let out a long sigh...
After a long time, Wu Wuqingrou said in a sleepy, low voice, "The next three days... it's over like this? In this life, I'm afraid I, Wu Wuqingrou, will never come back here again..."
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the morning wind is gradually blowing, getting bigger and bigger. The poisonous smoke that originally enveloped the battlefield seems to have completed their mission and began to slowly drift away.
As the wind grew louder, the poisonous smoke disappeared faster and faster.
A gust of wind came, and a puff of smoke rushed up to the top of the mountain, enveloping Di Wuqingrou's thin figure, and the thick smoke dispersed, Wu Wuqingrou's figure also disappeared without a trace...
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