Back Off, Let Me Come

Mei Meng blinked and regained her composure.

She smiled charmingly and beautifully: "I wondered who it was, it was you."

When she saw the face of "Ning Yan", Mei Meng remembered the unpleasant conflict last time. She complained coquettishly: "Mr. Ning Shizhong is magnanimous, why bother with a weak woman like me?"

"Ning Yan" responded with a sword in front of her.

Mei Meng's smile froze in mid-air and dodged.

Her voice added a little bit of charming sweetness that made people's bones brittle, and she was even more bold. Her slender fingers brushed against "Ning Yan"'s sword and brushed her chin, grabbing a strand of flying hair. "Ning Yan" was startled at first, and then she realized that she was being flirted with by the other party... No, it was a provocation! Her eyes suddenly became sharp, and her murderous intent was strong and compelling, and the sword went straight to the vital point.

Mei Meng was not good at martial arts, and she could only barely see the six arts of a gentleman. Naturally, she couldn't stand "Ning Yan"'s step-by-step approach, and her heart was hit by a sword. Her eyes revealed surprise and fear, and her sight turned from her chest to the face of "Ning Yan" who was close at hand, as if she had not expected this scene. But in the next moment, she sneered and said: "Minister Ning, you have such a cruel heart, you don't know how to cherish women."

When the sword was thrust out, "Ning Yan" secretly thought that something was not good.

As expected, Mei Meng dipped a drop of blood on her index finger, rubbed it gently with two fingers, and smiled with a charm that bewitched the mind, and said calmly: "This time, there is no one to protect me, but - I still understand the principle of a cunning rabbit having three burrows."

How could she let me go to meet the generals of Cui Zhi's faction?

But I didn't expect that this backhand didn't work on the generals, but saved another life in the hands of "Ning Yan". As the incarnation of literary energy dissipated from heaven and earth, Mei Meng smiled and left the last words: "Minister Ning, we have a long way to go."

"Ning Yan" looked at the direction where Mei Meng disappeared unwillingly

While she was distracted, the enemy soldiers rushed by the river suddenly jumped out of the water, pretending to die with "Ning Yan".

"You are worthy?"

She did not see the position of the sword, and let the blood slide down the sword. A corpse floated past her feet. The corpse struggled twice in the water. Half of the head was connected to the other half by a small piece of scalp, and there was a terrifying and hideous arc on the face...

"Ning Yan" put the sword back into the sheath.

It was a pity, but not discouraged.

As Mei Meng said: "There is a long way to go."

As long as Mei Meng did not live in seclusion in the mountains, she would have plenty of opportunities to take the enemy's head. The most important thing now is to seize the time to deal with this group of soldiers! Beat the drowning dog! "Ning Yan" performed [Chasing the Wind and Following the Scenery], stepped on the turbulent water, and a few light rises and falls, and the sound of fighting became clearer in her ears. The environmental sound completely covered the words in her mouth: "Lying down at night to listen to the wind and rain..."

The already terrifying rain added another boost.

"Iron horses and icy rivers come into my dreams!"

As the Danfu's cultural energy was drained by 70%, the world's wind and rain whimpered and paused for a moment, as if someone had pressed the pause button. The subtle movement of raindrops condensing into ice came from the air. As countless ice crystals sank into the water, a war horse neighed and broke through the water surface!

The horse's hooves stepped out surging white waves, and the ice horse bathed in the river!

Their goals were uniform!

Each war horse was carved from white frost, with a full set of horse armor on its back and white mist in its breath. The Kangguo soldiers closest to them jumped on their horses in tacit understanding, letting the war horses carry them through the chaotic battlefield and rushing straight to the gathering of the enemies!

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing and the sound of war drums intertwined.

The wind and rain of the world could not cover it up.

As "Ning Yan" performed this word spirit, the air temperature dropped rapidly. Although the turbulent water surface had not frozen, the river water was icy cold. If you soak your hands in the water, your knuckles will quickly turn red, not to mention that most of the Southwest Allied forces are soaking in water.

As the heavy armor is soaked in water, the biting cold penetrates into the body. It won't take long for the limbs to be frozen. The brave warriors can survive with the protection of martial spirit, but ordinary soldiers are not protected by high morale. They are the first to be affected by the temperature and their reactions are obviously slow. Some people have cramps in their limbs and cannot balance their bodies, and are washed away by the river water that covers their necks.

In comparison, Kangguo is almost unaffected.

First, the winter in the northwest continent is long, and they have long been accustomed to the cold; second, most people drive rafts and do not go into the water; third, with interests at hand, their desire for military merits makes them excited, and this little temperature is nothing.

Qian Yong: "..."

These scholars in Kangguo are really unreliable.

Each one is more arrogant than the other. Asking them to give a [Five Virtues of a General] is like asking for their lives. It was he who had foresight and had been supporting his family scholars out of his own pocket. Otherwise, he would have gone to the battlefield naked and would not have gotten any spiritual gains.

"What a chilling camaraderie."

After all, they had worked together for so many years.

Not even one [Five Virtues of a General]!

On second thought, he was not the only general who had such treatment. Other generals had to rely on themselves on the battlefield. Qian Yong felt much better. When he killed one of the twin generals and watched the other one lose his mind with angry eyes and roar like a beast to fight him, this joy reached its peak.

He smiled and said, "You were born and died in the same year. It is kind of me to put your two heads on a shelf as collections!"

Such a rare thing, it would be a pity to separate.

As soon as the voice fell, the other head also fell into the water.

Before it could float away, the long spear pierced through the bun on the top of the head. The tip of the gun was raised, and the head flew out of the water, leaving a bloody stain in the air, and was firmly caught by a hand.

Qian Shuhe accepted this trophy with a smile.

At this time, from the corner of his eye, he also saw the ice horse that hit the enemy's heavy shield shattering into pieces under the huge impact. Qian Yong was about to say that this thing was not very strong and could only be used as a disposable thing, but then he saw ice chips instantly freezing the target into a human stick!

The human stick fell into the water with a splash and was washed away in the blink of an eye.

There were also soldiers who broke out of the ice, but their balance was out of control. Facing the waves of arrows, they were unable to avoid them. They were either stabbed like hedgehogs and injured, or they were overwhelmed and unable to survive. The balance of war has clearly tilted towards Qian Yong.

Not to mention there is a super gambler above his head.

While Qian Yong was killing the enemy, he was distracted by looking at the sky card with his peripheral vision. When he saw the card pattern clearly, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. How should I put it? In other countries, military generals only have to compete with military generals, but in Kang State, they also have to compete with scribes for posts. If one is not careful, the other party may rob him of military merit——

When it comes to having a black heart, you have to be a scholar with a literary heart!

Kang Jishou used his spirit of speech to turn miles around into depression!

The southwestern Allied forces themselves were caught off guard by the reinforced flood gate opening. They used flood control measures to barely stabilize their position and tried to build warships and rafts ashore, but were blocked and destroyed by the Kang soldiers who rushed out. They had to stay in the water and form formations against the river to defend themselves against the enemy. Under many unfavorable conditions, the Allies still formed dozens of small warships one after another. As long as you get on the boat, you can have favorable conditions whether you attack or retreat along the current, and Kang Shi will do something wrong.

Under the water is Juze.

If the movement is slightly larger, it will sink.

The happiest and hardest part of this battlefield is the lower reaches. There are special Yanling fishing nets under the water in this area, and even a low-ranking gentleman cannot break free at once. From time to time, bursts of excitement and cheers can be heard.

The elites squatting here became red-eyed.

"Big fish, another big fish!"

In other places, it is difficult to realize military merit, but in Kang State, military merit equals future and resources. Whether you practice it yourself or use it to improve your family, it is a good choice. Every time Kang Guo recruits troops, it takes only a few days to recruit all the troops. There are even people near Zhechong Mansion asking about the next expansion time every now and then. No one expected that this fat job would come to their head.

The Allied soldiers were dizzy from being washed away by the river water. Their stomachs were full of water, and they finally stopped their downward plunge. Before they had time to rejoice in their escape, they were greeted by a barrage of swords. Not everyone will be killed, but no one who is awake will be spared!

In just one hour, the river was dyed red.

The Southwest Allies also realized the difficulty. After several counterattacks failed, they had to choose to cut off their tails to survive. Qian Yong didn't care about chasing the enemy. He drove the raft, slapped the water with his palms from time to time to speed up the raft, and chased and slashed each other with the southwestern allied forces on the river.

They continued to fight until the sky turned white.

The amount of water released by the gate was limited, and the water surface had returned to normal at this moment, and the simple raft obviously couldn't keep up with the power of the small warship, so Qian Yong had to let go of the remaining troops. He waved his hand and ordered: "Turn around and swallow the rest!"

The situation was so chaotic last night. The Allied forces in the southwest had long been dispersed by the water. Qian Yong was chasing the largest group. Since we can't catch up, we can only settle for the next best thing. Mosquito meat is still meat no matter how small it is. The battle lasted until noon the next day before resting.

Returning to the main battlefield, Qian Yong was also dumbfounded.

The river with normal water level was covered with floating corpses.

A small number of them are from their own country, and most of them are dressed in southwest China. Our own soldiers are going into the water to fish for people, giving priority to their own people. Those who are still breathing will immediately stop bleeding and be transferred for treatment. They will be placed on the raft after being cooled. They will go back to find out their identities and then bury them together. The second priority is to fish for the enemy. The enemy will treat him as a prisoner if he sees it. , is ignorant and hurts people, and soldiers don't mind adding a sword to get more military merit.

The large number of floating corpses was not the main reason that shocked him.

He was shocked that the river was blocked.

There were so many corpses covering the river so densely that even a ruthless character like Qian Yong couldn't help but feel his scalp numb. The first thought in my mind was that so many people were killed last night, and the second thought was how to explain this to Shen Youli...

A prisoner is worth far more than a corpse.

The rules in the military are to avoid killing as much as possible.

The captives can be sold to the Southwest Allied Forces in exchange for their own soldiers. If they are not sold, they can be kept as slaves and exploited. They can then be moved to remote places to open up wasteland for more than ten or twenty years, allowing them to thrive there. Thinking of this, Qian Yong Naoren'er started to feel pain...

His temper got worse, and he slapped the soldier on the head who wanted to come forward to flatter him: "Kill, kill, kill, who told you to go on a killing spree?"

The soldier winced.

"If I don't kill people, people will kill me..."

Qian Yong scratched his damp hair, clasped his hands behind his back, paced back and forth, and murmured to himself: "The Lord will definitely hold him accountable."

The death of so many prisoners who could create value is one thing, and the economic loss is one thing, and the other is the impact on the reputation in future history books. The rivers are drying up and the red water is flowing. This is not a good reputation. No matter it is the Lord or he, he will inevitably be scolded for being cruel.

The more Qian Yong thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

He also held back his strength last night.

The death of so many people and the loss of so many prisoners cannot be entirely blamed on him. When he was filled with worries, Qian Yong saw Luan Xin standing by the river meditating out of the corner of his eye, striding forward to take the blame. But after he chattered for a long time, Luan Gongyi was still in his own little world and didn't bother to give him a reaction.

Just when he was about to lose his patience, Luan Xin said slowly: "Just report it truthfully, and the Lord will not blame you."

Qian Yong poured the beans with a crackle.

"You don't understand my Lord." Every dog ​​that passed by had to pull a few rounds of millstones for Shen Tang, not to mention tens of thousands of captives.

This loss must be attributed to him.

Luan Xin continued to move slowly.

"Then put it on Kang Jishou."

This was in line with Qian Yong's idea.

However -

"Kang Jishou can't bear such a big blame."

In his opinion, add "Ning Yan".

Luan Xin rolled his eyes at Qian Yong at a slower speed and longer time, and asked: "General, what do you think of me?"

Do I look like someone who can take the blame?

Qian Yong smiled awkwardly.

No one is suitable to take the blame.

In the end, the news that Shen Tang received was blurred, and Qin Li was deliberately misled to think that the annihilation of 70% of the enemy was due to the traitor who almost caused a disaster. Qian Yong was furious and acted particularly cruelly. Although the killing was too heavy, it was also understandable.

Shen Tang was more concerned about whether there would be floods affecting the downstream.

There are also common people living by the water near the border of Kangguo.

If there is any impact, Qian Yong should send people to relocate and settle them as soon as possible, and make up for it after the war is over. Qin Li saw through what Shen Tang was worried about at a glance, and specifically mentioned: "On the day the battlefield was cleared, General Qian sent scouts to investigate along the coast."

Try to minimize the impact.

It's impossible to take care of places farther away.

Shen Tang said: "That's great."

She soon didn't have the energy to worry about these trivial matters. The main force of the Southwest Allied Forces would come soon, and it would be a tough battle.

Time, place, and people. This strange place under her feet does not have the foundation of Kangguo, and there are not many places that Shen Tang can use. All she can do is work hard on time and people.

And time---

Shen Tang looked up at the gloomy sky.

"After a few battles, the southwestern countries may have figured out our weaknesses. It won't be so easy to take advantage of them by surprise." Kangguo is not good at naval battles. This can be seen from the fact that the tools transformed by the words of Kangguo scholars are mostly simple rafts instead of majestic warships. Words do not create things out of thin air. The caster must at least have an understanding of the objects.

In other words, only by understanding warships can you have a chance to transform them.

Including but not limited to the appearance and internal structure.

Compared with complex warships, rafts are much simpler.

It is simple, but you can't take a raft with thousands of troops to collide head-on with other super warships, right? That's courting death.

Fortunately, as long as the mind does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties. Shen Tang led his troops to destroy the country from behind. Not only did he force the main forces of the southwestern countries to turn around, but there was also a reason for the warship blueprints.

If you can't find the blueprints, you can still find a shipbuilding family.

Whether it's coercion, inducement or other things, you can always pry open their mouths!

(灬)

I can’t take it anymore. I feel like September is really a very serious Mercury retrograde.

I thought I had gotten through the two days safely. I think the bribery of offering lamps and praying to Buddha was successful. But today, the kid took my mom’s phone and lost it somewhere. The key is that he pressed keys randomly and muted the phone. I couldn’t find my mom’s phone even when I called her. Damn it, damn it!

If I can’t find it again, I have to buy a new phone for my mom. I’m banging my head!!!