Devil’s Advent

Mrs. Daxi was indeed captured alive. Blind Bei is a very refined egoist. On this point, when we had lunch together at the Hutou City Inn, Zheng Fan found that Blind Bei picked up chopsticks and pointed them at the leg of lamb just like himself. The bone marrow was smashed and then slowly inhaled into the mouth,

The eyes of the two sides met slightly at that time,

There seems to have been a brief 0.1 second of blushing between each other,

But since that moment,

Zheng Fan recognized that he and the blind man were of the same kind.

Of course, it is generally not said that the father looks like a son. It should be said that the blind man is the same kind of person as himself.

As long as conditions permit, the blind man will definitely catch them alive. It can be seen from the beginning when they attacked Mrs. Daxi that the first target of the blind man Bei was actually Mrs. Daxi's horse.

Zheng Fan didn't have the nerve to ask, is it because Ma is a bit stupid and has better mental control?

In short, when Zheng Fan and Liang Cheng came over, Mrs. Daxi had already been bound to the ground, and Si Niang tied it with needles and threads, which was stronger than chains.

If you want to break free, you have to break your own tendons and veins. This is a terrible torture. Even if a person with a tough mind breaks free by force, then the person will be useless, and there is no need to worry about whether you will run away.

Behind Mrs. Daxi, there were more than 200 local soldiers who finally put down their weapons and were captured alive.

The world view of the soldiers is very simple. First of all, they are not afraid of fighting, especially the fierceness of fighting, which is not possessed by ordinary people in other countries.

But as long as you can prove that you are braver than them, more fierce than them, and more painful to bite, their collapse and surrender are so simple.

Earlier, when the soldiers broke up, the cavalry of Cuiliu Fort had killed red eyes. If the blind man Bei hadn't ordered to keep some alive after capturing Mrs. Daxi, the two hundred soldiers might have been chopped off long ago.

However, everyone is not very repulsed by this order, nor do they not understand it very much. The barbarians are a bit confused. After being brainwashed by the blind, they only know how to obey orders, but the elite soldiers can think. Everyone knows one thing very well, these living soldiers, sooner or later they will still be turned into bloody heads tied around their waists or hung on saddles.

After all, this time everyone sneaked in through the border of the Qian country, how could they capture the prisoners and bring them back?

There are horses, even if these native soldiers will not run away and want to follow you to the country of Yan as captives, the question is... can they ride horses?

After arranging some sentries to go out, the rest of them began to help treat the wound under Liang Cheng's order.

Ah Ming pulled out the arrows on his body. To tell the truth, perhaps it was because he was shot by the Lord every day for a month before, and he was used to shooting them. Sometimes he even wanted to please the Lord. If the judgment is wrong, I still have to lean on it deliberately to take the arrow.

This also caused Ah Ming to be a little proficient when helping his companions block arrows in the city.

Anyway, he is a vampire, and he won't die if he shoots a few arrows. As long as his head is fine, it's not a big problem. Of course, the injuries on his body will still affect his ability to display his strength, and he will continue to use this body for the next activities. little impact.

However, these were not things that needed to be considered in the emergency situation in the city before. Si Niang's needle and thread began to shuttle quickly, mending several holes in A Ming's body.

"Is there any thread that can be dissolved by itself?" A Ming said with some dissatisfaction.

His wounds heal faster than ordinary people, which means that the thread ends can easily enter the flesh, and he will have to dig out the thread again when the time comes.

Although I am a vampire, no vampire has the hobby of "Hi everyone, I am a vampire and I like to poke myself for fun".

"It is possible to make some thread ends with the large intestine, but the problem is that it may not be so reliable."

"Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

A Ming admits defeat.

Si Niang walked in front of Fan Li, who was sitting on the ground, Liang Cheng stood behind Fan Li, stretched out his hand to grab the arrows, and pulled them out one by one.

He checked it a bit, and after confirming that the arrowhead was not poisoned or smeared with any golden juice, he signaled Si Niang to start stitching.

"I really never thought that I could still be a surgeon in this life."

Si Niang smiled while controlling the needle and thread to sew up Fan Li's wound with her fingers.

Fan Li just nodded silly.

"I never thought that I could still lead the army in this life." Liang Cheng said.

"We're still not strong enough. If we hadn't left the city early just now, wouldn't we have to confess?"

"This world is like this. No matter how good your martial arts are, you're still afraid of kitchen knives. If you can't do it with just one, kitchen knives all over the sky can smash people to death."

A Ming took a water bag and joked while drinking.

After he took a sip of water, he immediately wiped away the redness on his lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue.

So many people have died, the bones are not cold, but still warm, it is useless not to drink.

There is no psychological pressure to drink the blood here.

"It's also quite good. Maybe practitioners such as Qi refiners or Taoists can live longer. As for warriors, they only have the lifespan of ordinary people. When they get old, their blood will wither and they will still die of old age." Died of illness." Liang Cheng said.

"What's so good about it?" Si Niang said.

"What I mean is that the martial power value in this world is not so exaggerated, it can be considered high martial arts, but it is different from that in the cultivation world after all.

If you think about it, if you looked up and saw monks flying with swords, and the world was just a breeding ground for monks, then this world would be so boring.

If that's the case, we can only find a place to live in seclusion with the Lord to practice, otherwise we dare not come out. "

"Ah Cheng, you talk too much today." Si Niang laughed.

Liang Cheng pointed to A Ming and said:

"He can live a long time, and I have lived a long time."

"I agree with Ah Cheng's words." Ah Ming took another sip of "water".

Liang Cheng glanced at A Ming, pointed to A Ming's wound, and said:

"It's not a big problem, is it?"

"It will affect the speed and movement, but it's okay."

"The general in the city is capable, but he couldn't fight back just now." Liang Cheng said.

"Well, let's see what the blind man is up to." A Ming raised his jaw towards the blind man.

The blind man Bei was squatting beside Mrs. Daxi, and Zheng Fan was squatting opposite him.

Mrs. Daxi is not very good-looking, and she should not be very old, but after all, she does not have the temperament of Si Niang who can take care of her.

It may be that the wind in the mountains is too strong, blowing the edges and corners of Mrs. Daxi's face very clearly, giving people a very sturdy and not to be messed with feeling.

Blind Bei knew that this was not his master's favorite taste.

My master is not the kind of person who is not as good as a beast, even, some are too inferior to a beast.

Mrs. Daxi stared at Zheng Fan and the blind man who were squatting beside her. She didn't speak. In fact, her mind was still stuck on the previous defeat, and she didn't know what to say now.

However, Zheng Fan didn't intend to let her speak, because her mouth can be borrowed.

"Blind man, are you sure?"

"Subordinates may be overdrawn."

It is not a big problem to affect a person's mind, but it is not difficult for the blind man to traumatize his mind. It is difficult to control a person and turn him into a marionette in a short period of time. , very high.

"It's okay, just don't die."

"…………"blind.

Zheng Fan smiled and said, "I'm overdrawn, so Bubu will come back."

He himself was overdrawn several times because of the magic pill.

Blind Bei nodded and shouted:

"Si Niang, help her get two needles."

"okay."

Si Niang happened to help Fan Li mend the wound, and when she walked over, Si Niang pinched two embroidery needles on her fingertips.

Mrs. Da Xi's expression changed, fear appeared in her eyes, I am afraid, even if you are a bold person, when you see your enemy walking in front of you holding a thin needle, you will feel scared and uncomfortable, right?

"Master, do you want to ask again?" Si Niang asked.

What if people are willing to cooperate?

Zheng Fan shook his head and said, "You don't need to ask, her village is in the southwestern hinterland of Qian Kingdom, and she won't cooperate."

As he spoke, Zheng Fan opened his mouth, yawned, and said, "If she walks to the front and shouts: 'Boys, leave me alone and defend the city with all your might.' Wouldn't it make us look stupid?"

Right now, he and the others are undoubtedly the invaders, but Zheng Fan doesn't want to make himself a clichéd villain, at least, he wants to skip over those familiar plots of bloody villains.

"Yes, my lord."

Seeing that Zheng Fan persisted, Si Niang didn't say anything more, and went down with two needles, directly piercing Mrs. Daxi's brain.

Siniang is good at using needles, so she is very clear about the acupuncture points on the human body, because the needles are very thin, and she uses needles and threads as weapons, so every blow must have enough effect.

If she didn't open a red curtain to be a procuress, Si Niang could make a living by opening an acupuncture parlor.

After the needle was inserted, Mrs. Daxi's body began to twitch, and her eyes began to roll at the same time.

"Ali."

Blind Bei shouted.

Fan Li, whose wound had been healed, came over, his tower-like body blocked the blind man's side.

The blind man put his hands on the temples on both sides of Mrs. Daxi's face,

Zheng Fan only felt a layer of matter that didn't look like wind but something like something brushed against his face. If he insisted on using words to describe it, it should be... rippling.

Is this the feeling of spiritual power?

Mrs. Daxi's body stopped convulsing at this time. As a prisoner, she is quite pitiful. Although there is no "Geneva Convention" in this world, there are really not many prisoners of war who can enjoy this "special treatment".

The blind man's body began to sway back and forth, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

next moment,

Blind Bei's body fell upside down, and Fan Li beside him stretched out his hand, hugged the blind man, then got up, and carried the motionless blind man on his shoulders.

"It's done?" Zheng Fan asked.

"It's done."

It was Mrs. Daxi who answered.

The voice of a woman, the tone of a blind man.

Zheng Fan lowered his head and saw that Mrs. Daxi's white eyes had disappeared, and the pupils had regained focus.

"Huh, it feels really good."

"I'm really not used to seeing things with my eyes," Mrs. Da Xi said.

"What does it feel like?" Zheng Fan asked curiously.

"It's too vague, hehe."

Myopia gets used to wearing glasses to see the world, and when you take off your glasses, you will immediately feel that the world is too blurry;

And after you get used to seeing the world with your heart, and then look at it with your eyes, you will feel that the world is too fake.

Zheng Fan looked at Mrs. Daxi who was still lying on the ground,

Mrs. Daxi had no choice but to speak again:

"My lord, don't ask me how I feel after my transformation."

"Well, you know, I've never painted that kind of subject."

"But my lord, you must still be curious about what it feels like for a man to become a woman."

"Well, I'm not curious."

"My lord, it's not good to lie."

"Then don't talk about it, let's get down to business, you can't last long in this state, can you?"

"Um."

Zheng Fan motioned for Siniang to come over and untie her, and Siniang came over and pulled out the silk thread that had previously bound Mrs. Daxi.

With Zheng Fan's support, Mrs. Daxi stood up from the ground.

Finally, Zheng Fan couldn't help but ask:

"Is it sinking?"

Mrs. Daxi showed a thoughtful look, as if she was really understanding this problem seriously. Most men can't understand this problem that most women don't think they need to understand.

Finally, Mrs. Da Xi said:

"My lord, I don't think this is a problem."

"I'm glad you didn't say that I was dirty, but I'm very dissatisfied with your insincere answer."

"Master, there are many fatter men in this world, and their ones are actually bigger than many girls'."

"Oh?" Zheng Fan was stunned for a moment, "That's true."

This somewhat embarrassing question was over, and Mrs. Daxi started to move forward, because he was afraid that Zheng Fan would ask the next question after he finished asking.

Fortunately, Zheng Fan was not as limitless as he was, helping Madam Daxi to move forward.

Liang Cheng waved his hand to signal the big guys to get ready.

At this time,

A Ming looked around and said:

"Is there something missing?"

Si Niang yawned and said:

"No ah."

…………

The gate of Mianzhou City was closed again. In fact, the beacon fire had already been lit, but no one knew how long it would take to get reinforcements.

The enemy appeared too fast, and the reinforcements wanted to rush, so it was naturally impossible to speed up.

Meng Gong's father once held on for a year in a city in the southwest, facing the siege of rebel chieftain soldiers all around him, before he waited for reinforcements.

With this family heirloom,

Meng Gong didn't have much expectation for reinforcements in his heart.

When the reinforcements will come, and whether the reinforcements are willing to come, these are all external factors, which will not affect him to do well in the matter at hand.

On the city tower, under his rearrangement, although it seemed to be in a panic, at least there was some order.

This is a talent, a talent who can fight.

In Meng Gong's view, he was a failure, because the reason why he was able to defend the city was because there were not enough Liang Cheng soldiers on the opposite side.

From Liang Cheng's point of view, Meng Gong, who was on the opposite side, was still able to defend the city under the premise of such a bad soldier, which was really excellent.

In fact, what happened tonight, if it weren't for Mrs. Da Xi and her wolf soldiers who were arrogant and wantonly chasing after him, the matter would not have gone to that extreme.

The army of Green Willow Castle probably had to choose to leave after losing their troops here.

But things in the world are so wonderful, there are always all kinds of people and all kinds of accidents, to add rich colors to this life.

On the city wall, there were many guards, and the local soldiers were also arranged, and everyone was ready to fight.

Previously, the wolf soldiers went out of the city to pursue and were killed. Meng Gong led the guards in the city out of the city to meet them and drove back the Yan people who were trying to rush to the gate.

The two sides have entered into a tacit "peace" period, although this period is a bit too short.

The Yan people are cleaning the battlefield, harvesting the heads, and bandaging the wounds at the same time, while the Gan people are rearranging the defense of the city wall.

But Meng Gong knew that the Yan people might not be willing to leave like this.

at the moment,

Meng Gong's only hope is,

Mrs. Daxi has died in battle.

Because Mrs. Daxi died in battle, it would save me a lot of trouble. However, even if she didn't die, considering her village, it is impossible for her to cooperate with the Yan people.

Toasts, don't be stupid;

Moreover, Mrs. Daxi also has a son who stays in the village.

Meng Gong took a deep breath,

ahead,

The Yan people appeared with torches.

Then, the guards on the city wall, especially the native soldiers, froze.

under the city wall,

Two hundred native soldiers and captives knelt in two rows, and behind them stood the Yan people with swords.

This distance is a bit embarrassing. It belongs to the distance where crossbow arrows can be shot but it is difficult to shoot accurately and kill people.

What surprised Meng Gong even more was that,

He saw Mrs. Da Xi coming out, and beside her, there was a tower-like man who had left a deep impression on Meng Gong before. He held a torch in his left hand and carried a motionless person on his right shoulder.

Every time Mrs. Daxi took a step forward, the tower-like man also took a step forward at the same time.

Zheng Fan stood behind Mrs. Daxi, supporting Mrs. Daxi, and Fan Li on the other side had to keep up simultaneously;

This is probably because... the signal is not good, so we need to get closer.

The cold wind keeps blowing the torches, and the moon is very round and bright tonight, so even though it is late at night, the visibility is actually not low.

Everything is ready, waiting for Mrs. Da Xi's call.

And at this time,

Mrs. Daxi suddenly turned her head and said to Zheng Fan beside her:

"My lord, my subordinates don't know how to speak native language."

"..." Zheng Fan.

Fan Li heard it from the side, and just smiled silly, and then weighed the blind man's body on his shoulders a few times.

"No, the stage is set up, tell me this, what is the difference between you and my classmates who went to the Internet cafe the night before the postgraduate entrance examination in my previous life?"

"This subordinate remembers that the Lord and Cheng were discussing whether it was dirty or not."

"You eavesdrop again."

"On the battlefield, subordinates should always pay more attention."

"Then what do we do next?" Zheng Fan asked.

Mrs. Daxi pushed away Zheng Fan's supporting hand,

I took a few steps forward,

hands up,

Facing the tower ahead, he shouted loudly in Central Plains dialect:

"Boys, listen to my order, quickly raise your knives, open your bows, and kill the Gan people around you to welcome the Yan people into the city!"

finished shouting,

Mrs. Daxi turned her face to look at Zheng Fan behind her,

eyes slightly raised,

Asked silently:

"how?"

Zheng Fan nodded,

road:

"Dirtier."