Back Off, Let Me Come

With this guarantee, what else can I not dare to do?

Qian Yong immediately said with great pride: "Okay, with your words, Ning Tunan, I will accompany you to the end and bet big with you! This time, I will not only bet my life, but also my last leg! If I win, I will be the host to celebrate!"

It is not easy for Qian Yong to say this.

Qian Yong is not a traditional warrior. He is very cautious and picky in his social circle. There are not many people in the court who can be invited by him. "Ning Yan" smiled and said: "Once a word is spoken, it cannot be taken back. The general has invited this meal."

The confidence in his words made Kang Shi look sideways.

To be honest, he, a big gambler, was not 100% sure, but seeing that "Ning Yan" was confident, his heart also settled down, and he followed suit and accepted the invitation. The original solemn atmosphere relaxed with a few words, and the tension disappeared.

"Ning Yan" is naturally confident.

Just as she guessed, Mei Meng is not really of the same mind as the alliance of the southwestern countries. Even this time, she is risking deceiving the emperor by appearing in front of the battlefield. It is because she was demoted last time and Mei Meng closed the door to visitors and was plotted against. The contradiction with Cui Zhi was also exposed, and there was a vague situation of him and her. The king of Qi State turned to the camp of the aristocratic family. He needed the two major helpers recruited by Cui Zhi - Gongyang Yongye and Luo Yuan, so he naturally had to make a certain cut with Mei Meng.

In this dragon-slaying situation, Mei Meng was entrusted with the responsibility of supervising the country.

Although she was called the supervising country, the people on the left and right were all from the aristocratic family of Qi State. They had an open relationship with Mei Meng, but she had no real power. With the tacit consent of the king of Qi State, Mei Meng was half-emptied.

As the voice in the court was reduced, Mei Meng simply fell ill.

No matter who came to the door, she would not see them.

No one knew that Mei Meng would sneak out.

When the garrison commander saw her, his expression also showed a moment of astonishment: "Isn't Mei Xiang here... Why are you here?"

There was a hint of caution and suspicion in his tone.

Mei Meng shouldn't be in front of him at this moment.

"I am not Mei Xiang today. The general only regards me as a chivalrous hero." In the dead of night, Mei Meng was wearing a black cloak, with a wide hood covering most of her face, revealing only a touch of her iconic red lips. "The general can choose to listen to what I say today, or not. The choice is yours."

The garrison commander did not give an accurate choice: "Please speak, Mei Xiang."

"Tonight, Kangguo is very likely to attack the camp at night with water. The water will surge and spread across both banks. The general should prepare early."

The garrison commander was almost amused by this.

"Water attack? Tonight? Mei Xiang, I have always respected you, but your words are too absurd. Tonight, the moon is bright, there is no wind, rain or fog, how can the water level rise? Water attack at night is even more nonsense, Mei Xiang, please don't make fun of me. I will just pretend that I haven't seen you today, please do as you please."

Mei Meng was not surprised by this response.

This guard is not named Cui, but he is indeed trained by a family that Cui is friendly with. He did not take sides on the surface, but his camp leaned towards Cui. She said calmly: "General, why don't you ask me why I said so and where the news came from? Is it not safe to make a rash judgment without verification? Kangguo secretly built a reservoir upstream, and we only need to open the gate to release water..."

The guard narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He didn't really believe that Mei Meng in front of him was real.

"How did Mei Xiang know this?"

What reservoir?

I have never heard of it.

It was not mentioned in the previous combat meeting.

Why did Mei Meng know something that Qi Guo didn't know?

Or, why didn't Mei Meng tell the king if he knew?

The guard drew out the sword from his waist with a swish, and the blade was across Mei Meng's neck. With a little force, he could kill the other party with this knife: "Who are you? How dare you pretend to be Mei Xiang?"

Mei Meng's tone was flat, as if the person whose life was threatened was not himself: "I have used the insider to let the other party do something when the gate was opened. If this move succeeds, there will be changes in the pass, and Kang Guo and others will suffer the consequences. If it fails, please make preparations early. That's all. It's up to the general to decide."

The blade left a thin red mark on Mei Meng's neck.

The guard asked again: "Who are you?"

The person who was supposed to be the regent ran to him, but he couldn't produce any hard evidence to prove his identity. He suddenly mentioned the water attack and night attack, and said that she had already made arrangements. If he really believed it, it would become a joke.

However, the guard didn't dare to bet on that one in ten thousand.

He asked again: "When will the insider that Mei Xiang mentioned take action?"

Whether it is true or not, we will know after checking.

"I don't know."

Mei Meng really didn't know the specific time.

As soon as she received the news, she hurried over to remind the troops to be vigilant about the reservoir. No matter how good the southwestern countries are at water battles, they may be caught off guard in this situation and fall into an irreparable situation. As long as we take precautions in advance, we can not only minimize the losses, but also take the opportunity to wait and see. The ideal situation is that the insider is successfully detonated, and Kangguo is flooded first.

The guard struggled and hesitated in his heart.

He said: "I will send someone to confirm it."

Hearing his words, Mei Meng knew that the other party still didn't believe him: "General, it is better to believe it than not."

"There are all kinds of news about marching and fighting. Do you believe them all? Mei Xiang can completely convince me, and I will believe it."

For example, tell him why Mei Meng knows but Qiguo doesn't.

If he can't answer, why should he believe it?

It's good to be half-believing and half-doubting.

"Please, Prime Minister Mei, please be aggrieved for a moment. Once your innocence is proven, I will plead guilty to you without saying a word!" The guard general gave up the simple camp and used it as a temporary residence for the suspects. As soon as he opened the tent, he heard a sigh behind him.

"Hey, it's still too late."

I don’t know if the insider betrayed me or has been exposed.

The guard's patience was completely exhausted and he threw back the curtain.

Before the question came out, the guard also noticed something was wrong. The strangeness came from under his feet, as if something was moving towards him from a distance. The martial energy condensed in his ears, and the subtle and fuzzy movements were instantly clear several times - the soldiers and horses on this road were stationed near the water source, so there was no lack of sound of water flow, but the sound he just heard was more like the roar of waves, and the roaring of the sea and the shaking of the mountains. !

Something's wrong, something's wrong with this movement!

What Mei Meng had just said suddenly came to mind.

He looked at Mei Meng with horrified eyes. The latter stood motionless, with no trace of emotion in his dark eyes. The guard woke up suddenly, no longer hesitated, and issued the order immediately. It takes a long time for military orders to be issued to the entire battalion, and it takes even longer for the soldiers to get ready to face the enemy after receiving the military orders. However, what arrived faster than the military order was the inexplicable out-of-control surge of water!

The night patrol soldiers did not know where the noise came from at first.

The war horse under his crotch was very sensitive and neighed uneasily. The soldier could not calm him down at all: "Why is the war horse barking suddenly?"

"Is there something wrong?"

"What's the noise?"

They don't have as good an ear as the guard.

When I heard the noise, I could vaguely see shadows shaking on the horizon in the distance, and trees along the coast fell down.

Someone braved his horse and stepped forward to check.

Not long after he ran out, he immediately turned his horse's head.

The voice was frightened and torn: "Quick - quick -"

The rest of the sound was shattered by the huge impact behind him, drowned in a thunderous rumble. Seeing what was going on, the other soldiers began to flee toward the camp. The war horse under his crotch was galloping at full speed, barely able to keep up with the monster chasing behind him.

In the flash of lightning, someone peeked behind him.

Only then did they realize that the monster chasing them behind them was not a ferocious beast, it was clearly a surging wave of water! But God was not kind to us, the sky suddenly changed its face, dark clouds gathered, and it rained heavily!

"Wake up, I'm flooded!"

The soldier who was taking a nap in his dream was violently shaken awake.

"How is that possible?"

In the hazy night, ordinary soldiers could barely see the shadows rushing towards them with their naked eyes, sweeping everything in their mighty force. Before their sleepiness could dissipate, the water waves reaching their chests had already destroyed the outermost defense of the camp.

The soldier screamed and was swept away along with the baggage.

"Why panic!"

A sonorous and powerful voice penetrated the rain curtain.

"Array up!"

The southwestern countries are good at water warfare and have rich experience in dealing with water. This wealth of experience includes, but is not limited to, simply fighting floods. Ordinary soldiers were caught off guard by sudden changes, but brave warriors could barely keep their feet, either riding on the waves or fighting against them, so as not to be swept away somewhere. Following the military order, the body reacted subconsciously and formed special "shields". It is said to be a "shield", but it is actually an "L" shaped flood control board. These flood protection panels are arranged in rows and can cleverly use water flow to form a wall to isolate floods.

"continue!"

Use this flood control "shield" to isolate the impact of water flow, or even force the water flow to change its course, giving your side time to gain a foothold.

boom--

The wall collapsed with a bang.

The currents are coming back stronger.

The guard drew his sword to cut off the waves and forcefully broke through the line. But in the next moment, the separated water flow healed as before, as if nothing had happened, laughing at the useless actions of mortals. The guard was not angry, and was in a stable mood as he issued various orders. When soldiers come, they will be blocked, and when water comes, soil will cover them up. The only thing that can be used locally here is sand and soil except for river water.

The soldiers formed a military formation and used their morale to turn the sand into a wall to add chips to the flood control wall. The scribes also used their words and spirits to freeze. With their concerted efforts, they gradually tended to control the situation. The guard was not optimistic, he found that the water was getting bigger and bigger!

Not only did the water flow increase, but the impact force was also abnormal.

As of now, the enemy is still lurking in the dark.

He did not think that these were natural coincidences.

"ah--"

A soldier screamed and lost his balance and was swept away by the current. The bloody shadow spread out in the water and was diluted in the blink of an eye. Starting from this cry, a series of changes happened one after another. Something in the water is harvesting the lives of soldiers!

Is there something hiding in the water?

Hahaha, not only are they hiding in the water, but they are also guarding the lower reaches.

Qian Yong was also startled by the momentum at first - compared with the southwest continent, floods in the northwest are actually not that frequent, the scale is even less, and the response experience is even less comparable - just imagine what it would be like if he was The one who is flooded is you. If you are caught off guard, you will most likely be defeated, let alone react in such a short time to build a wall to block the water.

After reacting, Qian Yong became even more angry.

The elite troops were ordered early to take a detour downstream and specially opened the net to intercept the soldiers washed away by the current. Stop each one and kill each one!

He personally led his soldiers on bamboo rafts to kill them.

"Prepare bows and arrows!"

No matter what, just shoot a few rounds to clear the place!

As the rain continued, the water rose at an alarming rate, with unabated impact. Qian Yong's soldiers and horses descended from the upper reaches of the river without any help, as fast as an arrow leaving the string. He took the lead and rushed to the enemy's defense line in an instant: "Death!"

Other soldiers mounted their spears directly under cover.

Like spearing a fish, poking one after another.

If you poke people downstream, someone will naturally clean up on your behalf.

The wind and rain are strong, and the war drums are like thunder.

Qian Yong just showed off his strength twice, and two water pillars rushed out of the enemy formation, one on the left and one on the right, blocking his retreat. Not only do these two brave warriors look the same, but their body movements are also exactly the same, completely synchronized. People who don't know think it is some kind of incarnation technique.

Qian Yong: "..."

A knife to the left, a knife to the right, intercepting at the same time.

Just as he was about to praise himself in his mind that he was still as powerful as before, the twins simultaneously turned into a ball of water and merged into the torrent under their feet, and a cold breath hit Qian Yong's vest. The front foot avoids the sneak attack, but the rear foot comes with murderous intent. These two people are not very strong, but this tacit understanding is tricky. Qian Yong failed to pretend to be Bking and was unable to achieve the feat of riding the waves in his mind and taking the enemy's head back.

"Five Virtues of a General, come!"

Qian Yong cursed in his heart.

Ning Tunan, Luan Gongyi, and Kang Jishou, none of the three literary scholars gave him an increase. Do they think it is not necessary for a melee? Finally, two rays of light slowly fell...

Qian Yong: "..."

The master who used Yanling looked pale as he held the bamboo raft mast.

It was obvious that he was seasick.

Qian Yong: "..."

After all these years, he is still a reliable old man from home!

Qian Yong's strength was stronger than the two of them combined, and he couldn't kill them for a while. It was just that he was not good at water fighting and had difficulty controlling his posture in the rapids, but the two of them were able to swim like a fish in the water. When he got the increase, Qian Yong gave someone a gift of a broken arm.

He said disdainfully: "Even a young boy can go against your grandpa!"

A grandpa will always be a grandpa, and a grandson will always be a grandson!

The grandson provokes his grandfather and turns against Tiangang!

Qian Yong not only broke the opponent's arm, but also used a strong wind to explode the broken arm into fireworks. The relationship between these two brothers is extremely deep. When one of them was crippled by Qian Yong's sneak attack, the other immediately went berserk. The muscles under his armor were filled to the limit by some kind of power, and his body size skyrocketed several times. Qian Yong mocked: "The power of love?"

It's a pity that fighting relies on absolute strength.

The improvement that emotions can bring cannot erase the absolute gap!

Above the battlefield, thirty-two giant tooth cards flew out!

Below the battlefield, Mei Meng stands above the rushing water.

She looked up at the thirty-two giant tooth cards and clenched her fingers tightly in her sleeves. Suddenly, a strong aura of death enveloped her whole body.

She turned her head to avoid it, but the arrow still cut off a strand of her hair.

She was not allowed to think too much, the sword light was directly between her eyebrows.

Mei Meng looked at the attacker in anger.

When he saw the other person's appearance clearly, he was startled.

"Long time no see, Miss Mei."

"Ning Yan" looked at Mei Meng with a half-smile but not a smile. This place was some distance away from the battlefield. Mei Meng really didn't end up participating in the battle.

"Are there any guards around you today?"

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Extra progress, two thousand two... It's so difficult to write, why were there so many characters back then...