Back Off, Let Me Come

Bones, all bones!

What storms and waves has Wu Xian never seen in his life? But I have never seen the hell-like scene in front of me. Bones piled up into mountains, covering the entire battlefield, so densely packed that there was no place to stay.

The corpses of tens of thousands of dead soldiers were dotted around, and the air was filled with blood that made people's internal organs twitch and vomit. The embers of the fire combined with the corpses formed a strange scorched smell, and everything was desolate.

Is this battle over?

No, just started.

As the skeleton warriors exited the stage to the song "Soul Crossing", the battle between Kang State and Gao State officially began. Shen Tang played "Crossing the Soul" several times. When she came back to her senses, a certain emptiness flooded her like a tide. The piccolo was released from his hand, and his knees softened and he almost collapsed to the ground. However, before his knees were about to touch the cold hard ground, his shoulders were supported by a pair of strong palms.

Shen Tang closed his eyes weakly and said, "Wuhui, I have nothing to do."

The few times she was weak, it was mostly because Chu Yao and the others were present.

It should be the same this time, but unexpectedly, a strong and rough male voice came to his ears. Qian Yong deliberately raised his voice and said in a strange manner: "Alas, the last general is not Chu Shangshu, let the Lord down."

Although Qian Yong has no pursuit of the Sacred Heart, he feels very unhappy when he is admitted wrong. I think Lao Qian has been working very hard over the years. He clocks in on time every day, never comes late or leaves early, and rarely asks for leave. He spends 365 days a year helping the unreliable general Chu Jie take care of the Tianshu Guards. Internally and externally, there is hard work without any merit.

As a result, he has no sense of existence and is still misunderstood!

Why, Chu Yao is the only confidant in Kangguo?

His old money is just cattle and horses?

Shen Tang suddenly opened his eyes and turned to meet Qian Yong's gaze.

Only then did Qian Yong see clearly how white Shen Tang's lips were, and there was almost no blood on his cheeks. His steps were frivolous, his breath was erratic, and it was only through his strength that he could barely stand still. To be honest, if someone stabbed her at this moment, Shen Youli would never be able to escape the fatal wound. Qian Yong coughed twice and suppressed the hypothetical scenario that emerged in his mind: "Chu Shangshu will lead the central army and the two wings led by Ning Shizhong will join forces to pursue the main force of the Gao Kingdom. If there is no accident, the winner will be determined within two days."

Our chances of winning are over 90%.

As for whether it will be a big victory, a small victory, or a decisive battle, it all depends on how much of the elite of the High Kingdom can be eaten this time. Under normal circumstances, Qian Yong felt that one more day of fighting would be enough. However, this time the strength of both sides plummeted, and the civil and military inversion caused the two sides to fall into the embarrassing situation of rookies pecking each other. This battle will naturally drag on for a longer time.

It all depends on your own will until the end.

Shen Tang didn't speak yet, still looking at him with eyes.

As a human being, Qian Yong knew how to observe words and expressions, and unexpectedly said: "...the scribes' words are too subtle, and the generals will not be familiar with them."

This is a more respectful statement.

In fact, it didn't make much difference whether Qian Yong followed the army or not, so he was left to look after Shen Tang and ensure her safety. Qian Yong had an old face, but Shen Tang didn't recognize him, and his mood hit rock bottom. Shen Tang took care of Qian Yong's mood and did not expose him.

After a while, a small burst of literary energy suddenly appeared in the Dan Mansion that had been drained of literary energy. He turned to look at the source. Qian Yong put down his hand gesture and said, "Isn't this... better than nothing?"

Shen Tang didn't have the strength to speak at the moment.

She abandoned distracting thoughts and meditated on the spot to adjust her breathing.

Preparing to recover half-finished energy, the weak limbs regain their strength before stopping. Seeing that she was in meditation, Qian Yong stood up and ordered the two thousand royal guards left behind to strengthen patrols and alerts. In extraordinary times, even a strange mosquito cannot be spared! If the Lord was injured under his nose, wouldn't Chu Wuhui and the others skin him alive?

Qian Yong didn't want to go head-to-head with these powerful ministers who had eight hundred scheming minds, especially Chu Yao and Ning Yan. Qian Yong had never seen such a fierce literary scholar in his entire life. When others were restrained by the confusion of civil and military affairs, these living Yamas seemed to have broken some kind of seal. They charged into the battle with more recklessness than the brave warriors. , he was frightened by the red-eyed look.

Shen Tang entered meditation this time and did not enter Wen Palace.

However, not long after he fell into trance, he heard a series of weird whining sounds. He opened his eyes and subconsciously stood up. He unexpectedly found that his body was too light, like goose feathers, and he could fly three to five feet with a gust of wind. Shen Tang quickly realized something was wrong.

Qian Yong was within a foot's reach of him.

When he woke up, he didn't respond for no reason.

Shen Tang lowered his head and looked at his hands, looking through the transparent hands to see himself still where he was. Is she... out of body? As soon as this idea came up, my soul floated uncontrollably. Shen Tang was sure that he was still connected to his body, and had a premonition that he could go back at any time if he wanted to. Then he relaxed his hanging heart and controlled his soul to circle around.

She didn't dare run too far.

The neighborhood is quite lively.

By visual inspection, there were hundreds of "people" dressed as Kangguo warriors. They were covered in blood and covered with large and small wounds. Some of them had half their heads cut off with sharp weapons, exposing the brains in their skulls, and even some of them exploded. His eyes hung on his face.

They all stood there blankly.

Their bodies lay on the ground.

Shen Tang floated over, but they didn't respond.

Unbearable flashed in her eyes, and she sighed: "Go to hell."

The transparent soldier closest to her finally reacted, turning his head from raising his head to looking straight down. His only good eye was empty and dark. Shen Tang said: "Go to the afterlife. Your family and relatives will be properly arranged by the royal court and you will not die in vain."

As she spoke these words, the warrior's remaining line of sight gradually came into focus, and his pupils were black and sparkling, as if he were a stranger.

This time, the warrior still didn't speak.

He just nodded and smiled at Shen Tang.

A ball of white light as big as a fist slowly fell from the sky, landing on the soldier's brow, and the hideous and terrifying wounds were healed. In just three breaths, the soldier's body turned from translucent to countless light spots, slowly floating into the sky on invisible green smoke.

When Shen Tang saw this scene, he vaguely understood something.

Thousands of thoughts merged into a sigh.

Don't talk about the matter of making a marquis, because one general will make thousands of bones wither.

How high is the mountain of corpses piled behind the princes, generals and ministers?

Even the person involved himself may not be able to explain clearly.

Shen Tang was not in a hurry to return to her body at this moment. She sat down with her legs crossed, thinking about the song "Transferring the Soul" in her heart, and thinking that it would be nice to have a piccolo in her hand. With his thoughts together, a white jade piccolo appeared in his right hand. Said to be white jade, the texture feels more like bone.

She didn't think much and played "Soul Crossing" again.

This time, she was the only living audience for the "soul crossing", and the rest were obsessions lingering on the battlefield. She played one song after another, but these "Soul Crossing" songs did not consume her literary energy, and Shen Tang didn't know if they would work. When Shen Tang blew it for the ninth time, Qian Yong, who was seriously protecting Shen Tang, seemed to feel something.

He looked up at the sky and was distracted for a while.

He murmured: "It will also snow this season?"

He seemed to see dots of white snow falling from the sky.

I squeezed the bridge of my nose and opened my eyes again. It was as if the snowy scene had never appeared.

Qian Yong pulled the nearest soldier and asked, "Will it snow?"

The soldier asked in confusion: "Snow? There is no snow at the moment."

Qian Yong said: "No?"

Are you hallucinating?

This kind of hallucination appeared twice more, but it was fleeting, and there was no movement from the scouts. Qian Yong just thought it was because he was too tired - literary scholars are really not meant for humans. Literary energy flows through the meridians and the path of speech and spirit The content is much more complex than before.

"...I must have seen it wrong..."

At the same time, Shen Tang also put away his piccolo.

The battlefield was silent, and no "soul" was seen.

As soon as I thought this, I was slapped in the face.

Shen Tang found a group of things hidden under the mountain of piles of bones. The light of the group was very weak, and the color was very harmonious with the surrounding environment. It was impossible to spot it without looking carefully. She drifted over, took a closer look, and fell into an eerie silence after just one glance.

This thing wears a ponytail that reaches just to the shoulders, a white short shirt, a pair of black loose wide-leg casual pants, and a pair of sneakers with a dunk split pattern on his feet. Judging from his appearance alone, he is only in his early twenties, and his mouth opens and closes.

Shen Tang patted her shoulder.

She held her head like a frightened bird.

His facial features were contorted with fear.

Shen Tang knew how to read lips and could barely understand what she was saying.

As previously speculated, the third wave of corpses were really two to three thousand years old. According to the little girl's recollection, she was originally a college student and lived on campus to study during the lockdown. She had experienced this kind of battle once in her early years and soon got used to it.

Unexpectedly, zombies appeared this time.

Alas, she unfortunately became one of the zombies.

After that, he lived a zombie life wandering around with his classmates. Within two years, there were earthquakes, tsunamis, and explosions, and not many zombies survived. The world is so difficult that even zombies cannot survive, let alone food for them.

She didn't know how long time had passed, nor what happened during that period. She only knew that something suddenly attracted her to go there with her companions one day, and then there was endless darkness. She only felt that her eyes were going dark and bright, and she had traveled through time.

Traveled to the ancient battlefield.

The little girl whimpered: [...Woo, so much blood...The eyeballs were thrown at my face, and the brains sprayed all over me. I was only a fist away from the owner of the eyeballs...and his arm was inserted into my mouth, I even tripped over my head...]

End with one sentence.

[It was really scary in ancient times...]

Shen Tang: [……]

Not knowing how to explain to her that this was not ancient times but the future, Shen Tang could only wait for her to calm down before telling her the truth. When the little girl heard this, she became even more devastated: [You mean... people two or three thousand years later did not enter the interstellar age, but went back to the farming and feudal age by fighting wars? Isn't this a joke? Sister, you actually persuaded me to reincarnate, you are so cruel and vicious. 】

Shen Tang: [……]

The little girl refused to be reincarnated no matter what.

Shen Tang's patience was instantly emptied, and he resisted the urge to forcibly save the person, and said in a vicious voice: "If I ask you to reincarnate, you will reincarnate. Do you think a lonely ghost is so good?" There is still a quota for voting now, but no one will be reincarnated in the future. 】

The little girl curled her lips: "It's called a human being, but it's actually a cow and a horse." 】

Shen Tang: [……]

Although she was very reluctant, the little girl really couldn't stay in the world anymore. Shen Tang agreed, even though she had not agreed to it even though she sang "Soul Crossing" so many times. The little girl also had a premonition that she was about to be reincarnated. She grabbed Shen Tang's hand and said quickly like pouring beans: [Uuuuuu, sister, you know so much, you must be the heroine, right? Regardless of whether you are a big heroine or a spoiled heroine who washes her underwear with a cold face, I only ask you one thing, don’t embarrass us time-traveling girls. The quality of my life after reincarnation depends on you. 】

Shen Tang withdrew his hand stiffly.

No matter how strong the little girl is, she can't defeat her.

She sobbed and choked: [Although we people in the 21st century have too much martial virtue and have brought civilization back to our hometowns in one breath, we must also remember - if we don't make contributions in life, our life will be in vain! Awake to hold the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman! 】

The little girl muttered this before disappearing.

What about building a high wall, hoarding grain, slowly becoming king, about putting on more clothes when the weather is cold, about being ordered by God to live forever, what about you really hurting me... Shen Tang had to admit that the little girl is quite interesting. :【what's your major? 】

【art. 】

Shen Tang smiled and said: [Yes, professional counterpart. If you have talent, you can come and work for me in the future, with a high salary! 】

The little girl has now floated above the pile of bones.

He also saw Shen Tang and the bunch of fierce warriors clearly.

Little girl: [……]

These sisters look so cruel!

She didn't understand how she could speak professionally.

But he didn't have the chance to ask these words, and he fell into darkness again.

Shen Tang wandered around the battlefield, making sure that there were no diehards who were too obsessed with it, and then returned to his physical body with confidence. Opening his eyes again, Protector Qian Yong noticed it immediately.

"Is there any news from Wu Hui?" Shen Tang stood up. Although his limbs were still weak, he finally did not need help from others.

"Slay 20,000 enemies, a great victory."

Qian Yong's eyebrows couldn't hide the joy. If the number of troops consumed by the skeleton warriors of Gao State is included, Gao State's casualties have exceeded half. If the damage caused by improper post-war care is also included, Gao State will never be able to make a comeback in this battle. the most important is--

"My lord, Gong Xiqiu has captured Wu Xian, the leader of Gao Kingdom, alive."

Shen Tang was surprised: "Captured alive?"

Capture the opponent's king alive?

This level of difficulty is even more difficult than capturing the flag first.

No matter how far the two armies fight, the guards around the king will always be the most elite. Although more than half of the Gao Kingdom was lost, they would definitely not kill all the elites at this time. How could Wu Xian let Gong Xiqiu and the others attack the central army and capture him alive?

Qian Yong had a strange expression for a moment.

"Well, it means being captured alive."

The time of capture was before the defeat of the three armies of Gao Kingdom.

The details are quite dramatic.

Shen Tang: "..."

Shen Tang was not the only one who was speechless and shocked.

Wu Xian didn't expect that it would turn into this situation in just two or three days.

Before this battle, he was still in high spirits.

He thought that even if he lost, he would be able to escape unscathed, but he did not expect that it would end in a complete defeat. What was even more ridiculous was that the soldiers and horses of the Gao Kingdom were beaten to pieces and retreated again and again, but he could only watch helplessly.

It's not that he doesn't want to struggle, but that Gong Xi Qiu refuses to give in.

Gong Xiqiu grabbed his neck and wouldn't let go.

Under his fingertips was Wu Xian's beating pulse, his life hanging by a thread. Even if Gong Xiqiu and Wu Xian both use Wenxin Scholar experience cards, the former's skills are enough to kill Wu Xian on the spot.

Gong Xiqiu said: "I advise you not to make any small moves, otherwise, I can't guarantee that my hands won't shake."

His hands were shaking and his neck was broken.

Wu Xian: "..."

He looked at Gong Xiqiu, who was very close at hand, and Gong Xiqiu also stared at him coldly. Wu Xian swallowed twice and secretly took a few deep breaths. He finally remembered that Brother Gongxi Qiu was here to deal with the Imperial Master, so it was just convenient to save him and fight alongside him.

_(:3　∠)_

Alas, my throat started to crackle again at the end of the month. I feel like I have been sick so frequently these days. I don’t know if it’s because of the big change in temperature or because I’ve been infected again.

Alas, everyone must pay attention to safety.