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On May 30th, the weather was hot.

Zhao Zhou led his army and left Lianzhou. Behind the ruined wall, a group of refugees watched the army leave until the other side's figure completely disappeared from their field of vision.

"Zhao Zhou's straw bag is finally gone, now Lianzhou belongs to us."

"The coach is right, Lianzhou must be in your pocket." The flatterer also tugged an idiom.

This obviously won the heart of the "manager".

"Wait, wait for Lao Tzu to take Lianzhou, he will definitely lead the army to beat Wu Gao's deflated calf to the ground."

He flattered and said: "The coach, in fact, Wu Gao is not great, that is, he is lucky, and his subordinates have gathered fierce generals like Chen Hu. If those fierce generals are not there, Wu Gao will be fine. He even has a finger on you. Not comparable."

The coach laughed: "Well said. Really, I can beat him within ten strokes."

"Immediately notify the brothers below that we are the first to attack Shou County."

Left and right: "Yes, coach."

One day later, the refugee army occupied the empty Shou County.

"What's the matter? How can there be no one!" The coach was furious.

Left and right are also at a loss: "Back to the coach, we don't know either."

Coach: "Trash."

He kicked the stone beside his feet and stared at the empty house in front of him with red eyes.

What's the use of this kind of empty city?

"Go, go to the next county." He didn't believe it, the next county will still be like this.

...

Cui Jie led seven hundred guards, picking up refugees everywhere. They had ten cows and they were full of food. Before Cui Jie spoke, the refugees along the way rushed up when they saw them.

Originally there were only six cows, and the four more cows were naturally "transformed" by the head.

Of course, this process of picking up refugees is not so pleasant.

A group of refugees with more than 1,000 people stopped them, "If you want to survive, surrender immediately. I can spare you a dog. Otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless."

Cui Jie was immediately delighted.

He raised his hand, six hundred guards wearing armor and holding sharp weapons stepped forward, and the remaining hundred were naturally guarding the grain.

The refugee group is the enemy, and the refugees like scattered sand cannot relax their vigilance, otherwise who knows if the other party will stabb you in the back.

Cui Jie doesn't usually pay attention, but he is extremely talented in military affairs.

The refugee group on the opposite side turned blue when they saw the well-equipped guards.

Cui Jie said loudly: "Those who want to survive, surrender immediately. Otherwise"

The head of the refugee group on the opposite side refused to give him a chance to finish speaking, and immediately said: "Brothers, support the courageous and starve to death the cowardly. Let’s go together and consume them. Kill each other, their weapons, The armor, food, and ox cart are all ours."

"Go on--"

Cui Jie's eyes sharpened: "I don't know whether to live or die. Come on!"

Zhao Xiaobao was trembling all over, and he silently said in his heart: once alive, twice a ripe. Moreover, he is not the first time.

For the house, for the iron coin, for the fine grain of pork, Zhao Xiaobao, rush!

He clenched the iron knife. When a refugee rushed up with a big stick, he was flexible on one side, and the iron knife in his hand swung down forcefully, just hitting the opponent's neck, blood splattered and splashed his face.

The tip of his nose smelled fresh, warm, viscous blood, and the smell of blood made him nauseous.

But if the enemy does not die, he is dead.

Their old Zhao family, now they all count on him, his parents, brothers, nephews and nieces, men, how could there be no heroic plot.

He wants to carry a piece of sky in the Zhao family!

Zhao Xiaobao's heart was stunned, and he didn't care to wipe the blood off his face, holding a big knife to continue harvesting lives.

In the melee, there is an absolute exception.

She is younger than others, her sweet appearance, unexpected sex, and her fierce swordsmanship are in stark contrast.

Her seemingly weak hands clasped the epee tightly, and every time she swung it, her body moved with the epee, as if it was not a person using the sword, but the epee in turn was driving people.

Where the heavy sword swept across, the corpses ran across the field, splashing blood.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, she is not a human, how could a human have such power."

"Look at her eyes, red, red—"

A vacuum zone formed around Zhang Tiantian, and everyone else would tremble slightly when she was swept by her cold eyes.

The refugees surrounding her couldn't stop shaking their legs, they were timid, and there was even a smudge on their trousers.

A trembling voice sounded: "She is not a human, yes, she must be not a human, she must be not a human, how can an ordinary little girl be so scary, she is, she is..."

"She is a ghost boy. A ghost boy from the underworld."

"Ghost boy, everyone, run away—"

So the rest of the refugee group ran away rolling.

Cui Jie:? ? ? ?

Damn, you refugees are not good at fighting, and your imagination is quite rich.

Guitong, you can't figure it out.

Cui Jie looked back: "Look at the people around you and see if anyone is injured. If someone is injured, take the herbal roll and wrap it up."

"Yes, General."

However, when everyone was taking a break, others intentionally or unconsciously alienated Zhang Tiantian.

Qin Qiuyue was so angry that she deliberately said loudly: "Tiantian was brought back by the head, and she personally gave Tiantian the name. It is the person who cares about the head, who can allow him to follow the people around him. Now it's just an enemy. One sentence [Ghost Boy] scared you like this, where do you put Tiantian, and where do you put the head."

There was a sudden silence around, and for a long time, there was a weak voice.

"...But, but she is too powerful" is beyond the scope of mortals.

Well, even if someone is practicing martial arts, one can count as ten, but those people are at least adult, and they are definitely not eight or nine years old.

Too powerful, without a name, always scares people. Especially Zhang Tiantian carried a frightening epee, arbitrarily harvesting the enemy's life on the battlefield. Not only are the enemies afraid, they are also afraid.

When most people kill people, even if they know it is an enemy, they still have some fear in their hearts, but Zhang Tiantian is not like this, she is too calm, like a killing machine without emotions.

Panic was spreading, and Cui Jie's eyes deepened: "Zhang Tiantian's ability beyond ordinary people is naturally bestowed by the head."

"She has followed the head from the beginning. The relationship with the head is naturally unusual, what happened to the strength that the head gave her."

Cui Jie walked to Zhang Tiantian, originally wanted to take Zhang Tiantian’s epee, but the little girl refused to give it, so he changed to say: "This epee is gifted by the head of the family, it is born with spirituality, it only kills the wicked , Don’t kill good people. If you have a clear conscience, don’t be afraid."

Everyone:...

Cui Jie and Qin Qiuyue sang together and finally passed this small crisis.

Cui Jie secretly wiped his sweat, but he didn't expect that one day, it would be his turn to clean up the mess.

Hey, I suddenly realized the bitterness of his brother before.

"Ahee—"

Cui Fu sneezed while sitting in the carriage, and the person opposite him immediately said in a strange way: "You have to take care of your body, otherwise the coach will be worried, Cui, General, and Jun."

Cui Fu lowered his head lonely, pressed his fist to his lips, covering the cold smile of his mouth.

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