Nightfall Chapter 26: Victory has nothing to do with the light
Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 26, Victory, has nothing to do with light
The commander of the Temple Cavalry looked at the bottom of the meadow without any expression on his face. He didn't care about the life and death of everyone in the food brigade camp. He just wanted to see if there would be a suitable time for him to send troops in the chaotic situation.
Suddenly there was a violent vibration of heaven and earth vitality from below the meadow. That powerful and sublime aura of Fudao directly and clearly reflected in his sea of consciousness, making his expression drastically changed.
Qu Nimati, the old woman's heart is as hard as a rock. When watching the horse thieves swinging a scimitar to kill the Yan Guofu who can't escape, the wrinkles on her face didn't tremble.
But when the carriage fell into pieces and the girl in white floated into the air to draw the talisman, the wrinkles on her face suddenly changed from the lines carved in the stone to the mess in the wind, all piled together. , Looked shocked.
"The talisman in the camp is actually her!"
"She can actually write indefinite symbols? Has she already entered Zhiming?"
Qu Nimati looked gloomy, looked back at the carriage in the middle of the cavalry queue, and thought to herself that if her niece, who was favored by her precious treasure, knew this fact, she didn't know how she would react.
The carriage curtains were closed tightly, and the girl inside, as quiet and pure as an orchid, felt the horror power from below the meadow, slowly raised her head, with a trace of comprehension on her face, she whispered to herself. Saying: "It turned out to be Sister Mo."
Behind the curtains, only by fluctuating the power of the talisman, she guessed who the master of talisman was. This flower-like girl didn't seem to be ignorant of what happened under the meadow outside the carriage.
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Half a magical rune, turned into an invisible high-speed air mass, like a giant fist thrown by the gods, instantly tore through the air above the camp, blasting the wall of fire into a huge hole, and shaking to death more than ten horses. The thief, then came to the leader of the horse thief, and condensed in the winter wind.
The leader of the horse thief knew the key point of the moment of life-hanging, and he snorted, his fingers trembling violently on the side of the saddle, his thumb was lightly tapped on the line of the middle and forefinger at a high speed, and he did not cherish the power of thinking in the sea. Forced out.
The vigorous thought power accumulated for decades of meditation came out of the body, and violently collided with the power of the rune that was approaching. The bizarre force collision caused countless weird elements in the air around the horse thief leader. White lines.
These white lines are very subtle turbulence in the air. Because they are different from the surrounding air flow, the light refracts a lot, so they appear white.
It can make the empty air torn so unbearable, whistling in the most subtle places, you can imagine how horrible the collision between the half-dao rune and the master's decades of skill is.
In the countless air turbulences dancing like catkins, the horse thief leader splashed a few drops of blood from the corner of his eyes, and the horse under him wailed again and again, and his hoof steps moved backwards.
Because this unfinished rune was too powerful, the leader of the horse thief had to condense all his thought power to fight against Ning Que's thought power attack, which was spraying blood and falling in the air, naturally there was a very short period of blankness.
Ning Que's tens of thousands of steel needles in the sea of consciousness suddenly disappeared, and the pain that remained in the consciousness still remained, but he finally woke up from the vague and hazy state for a moment.
It only takes a moment to wake up.
He pulled out the **** umbrella he was carrying, his wrist flicked, the coarse cloth shattered, and the **** umbrella wrapped in the heavy cloth that had not seen the sky for several months screamed and saw the light again, like a A black lotus blossomed on top of his head.
The **** umbrella slowed down the speed of falling, so that he would not fall alive. The more important thing is that the **** umbrella looks extremely greasy and dirty, and it absorbs the terrorist attacks from below. Most of it.
The body was still falling in the air, and Ning Que waved the hand holding the knife.
At this time, he was still a distance away from the horse thief leader below. Pu Dao couldn't cut the opponent, but a silver needle burst out from the wrist with a snort, just like those pictures that take place every day in the back of the college. , Following the weird and elusive dark line, pierced the eyes of the horse thief leader!
The leader of the horse thief is a great master of the upper realm of Dongxuan. His own cultivation level is similar to that of the white-clothed girl Mo Shanshan, but it is still difficult to deal with the unfinished rune. The whole body is bound by the dangerous turbulence in the air. .
He didn't even think that Ning Que, who was already seriously injured and dying, was still hiding behind such an insidious back. Seeing the extremely dim silver thread that was almost invisible, he would pierce his eyeballs. It is unavoidable, and can only take a risky ignorance of the turbulence in front of him, forcibly lowered his head.
With a pop, the silver needle pierced his brow bone instantly!
Silver needles are invisible to the end, and a drop of blood like a red mole appears in the meantime.
The leader of the horse thief only felt a sharp pain in his head, and his eyes were black.
The blackness in front of me is not entirely caused by the pain, but it is really black.
It came because of the **** umbrella falling down.
Under the **** umbrella, the Pu knife in Ning Que's hand slashed straight out, with a simple and clear knife.
The blade penetrates into the flesh and then breaks the bones, only in an instant.
Swish.
The arms fly to the sky.
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A terrifying mouth of blood appeared on the right shoulder of the leader of the horse thief. The blood poured out like a fountain, and the sword was not exhausted. With a cry of pain, he fell to the back of the horse's hip and fell heavily to the ground.
Just before landing, his thin right hand pointed at Ning Que, who was about to fall on his back, suddenly.
Ning Que suffered another severe injury, choked his chest and abdomen, sprayed blood again, and fell down.
It happened to fall on the horse that originally belonged to the leader of the horse thief.
He didn't realize the sweetness between his lips and tongue. Before he fell into a blur, he cut through the wind with a simple knife in his hand, but it was not the leader of the horse thief who was already flying, but the hip.
A deep mouth of blood suddenly appeared on the horse's hip.
The horse was frightened in pain, and rushed forward frantically, hitting the still burning wall of fire!
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Under the transparent hole where the fire wall was penetrated by the rune in front of the camp, there was another hole.
A burning galloping horse with a severely wounded and weak Ning Que rushed out of the hole with a whistling, the mane and pony tail had already begun to burn to ashes, and the galloping horse's body spit out flames.
The fire formed by the Burning Sky Fire Talisman was extremely terrifying. The horse rushed over and was burnt to death in an instant, and fell heavily to the ground. Ning Que on the horse's back fell to the ground with a bang, repeatedly turning over several times. Roll before stopping.
Despite the protection of a **** umbrella, the edges and corners of his clothes are still spitting out flames, which may ignite at any time. He sat on the ground in embarrassment and turned his head to look around, shouting hoarsely: " Water!"
According to his previous instructions, Tmallwoman prepared a big bucket of clear water and waited by her side. She never participated in the defense. Watching the senior sisters fighting the horse thieves **** battle, she was so anxious that she couldn’t wait to kick this bucket of water over. Thinking of the changes in the battle situation so quickly, it was only then that I understood Ning Que's previous intentions.
With a bang, a whole bucket of water was poured on Ning Que's body. The flames burning on his clothes were instantly extinguished, and his weak body was directly knocked to the ground by the bucket of clean water from the head. .
The big dark horse rushed from the camp side, ran to him, lowered his head and kept arching his body, looking very anxious, as if worried that he would not be able to stand up again after he fell.
Ning Que fell on the wet ground, and indeed had no strength to stand up. Fortunately, he was not in a coma. He opened his eyes and looked at the horse's face that was very close to his face, pulling a very difficult smile.
Since the start of the war, especially when the horse thief leader was finally assassinated, he has encountered countless extremely dangerous situations and countless sufferings. According to human instincts, he will automatically fall into a coma when facing unbearable physical and mental pain, but he It seems to have some kind of talent to fight against the instinct of the body, holding on to maintain the last trace of clarity.
He raised his right arm with difficulty, put the **** umbrella, which looked a little dirtier than before, on his chest, and then stuffed the bag that had been tied to his **** into his arms.
After doing these two things, he really breathed a sigh of relief, but still stubbornly did not faint because of his slackness. He pierced the wet ground next to him with the tip of a knife, stood up with a grunt, and looked around the camp. The sound of fighting came, and I wanted to go to help, but found that the body seriously injured by Nian Li was a little unwilling.
Everything that needs to be done has been done, shouldn’t you die? As for the people around the car array who are fighting in blood, he can no longer change anything at this time.
Ning Que looked behind him without knowing what he thought of.
In the camp of the wolf, the carriage that had collapsed into fragments was left with only the bottom board. Mo Shanshan was sitting on that board at this time, and his white clothes were not dyed. How much stucco was added.
The girl runemaster had previously forcibly exceeded her own realm ability and cast a rune that can only be used by the runemaster. She suffered a very serious backlash. In addition, the thought power in the sea of consciousness was squeezed out of nowhere, so she went into a coma directly in the air. Fall.
Maybe because of the shock, Mo Shanshan has already woken up at this time.
She lowered her head slightly, the black hair on her forehead was messy, her right hand pressed on the ground and held her right hand on her side, and the slender eyelashes faintly visible between her hair were trembling, and her pale cheeks were full of weakness. , It seems that he might pass out again at any time.
Suddenly, there was a faint sound of thunder in the distance, watching the smoke and dust rising above the meadow, Ning Que knew that the temple cavalry was as tempted as he expected, and said to the Tmall woman beside him : "When cleaning the battlefield later, go and grab my two knives for me."
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The fire wall in front of the camp is mainly to create an opportunity for Ning Que to assassinate the leader of the horse thieves. It covers a small area and is far from enough to stop the horse thieves. In the previous melee time, the horse thieves rushed in with howling and swinging their scimitars. At this time, the car array composed of grain and straw bags on the board was already badly damaged. The disciples of Mochiyuan were knives like snow, resolutely fighting against one step, while those Yanzuo people suffered heavy casualties in a very short time.
The leader of the horse thief is nowhere to be found at this time. I don’t know if he was seriously injured and taken away by a trusted subordinate, or he was dead. The corpse was trampled into mud by horses’ hoofs. This fact brought a great impact to the horse thief group. The assault queue has been messy, but the defensive force in the camp is on the verge of extinction.
If the temple cavalry above the meadow is not dispatched at this time, no one can predict whether the camp will be bloodbathed first, or whether the horse thieves can't bear the pressure and collapse first.
The big figures on the meadow were all shocked by the horrifying half-dao rune of Mo Shanshan earlier, but didn't pay much attention to jumping over the wall of fire and finally slaying Ning Que, the leader of the horse thief.
The commander of the Temple Cavalry was sensitive, and his keen eyes noticed a dark shadow looming on the raging fire wall, but he did not see the specific situation at that time. But... he saw the horse thief leader seriously injured, and then was forcibly taken away by the horse thief, and also saw the signs of the chaos and collapse of the horse thief group at this time.
Previously, I did not rush down to the meadow to rescue the people in the camp because the two or three hundred horse thieves are heavily guarded and still have the power to fight. The commander is not willing to take the noble life of the temple knight to risk, and now the horse thieves The leader is dead, and the collapse is complete. It is a great opportunity for the temple cavalry to show their strength and collect their exploits. As a good combat leader, he certainly will not miss this opportunity.
"The horse thief is slaughtering the followers of Haotian. As the temple guardian, you know what to do."
The commander of the temple cavalry took out the saber around his waist, pointed at the chaotic and **** food brigade camp under the meadow, and said in a deep voice, the sun shone on his solemn and righteous face, looking extremely holy.
"For the light, go forward!"
The Hundred Cavalry Temple Cavalry moved according to their orders, holding the weapon engraved with runes in their hands, lifting the reins, and rushing towards the camp from the meadow at high speed, kicking countless gravel.
The black armor is painted with intricate golden patterns, which are like countless sunflowers in full bloom in the sun, shining with light, and the temple cavalry began their rescue operations with justice and fearlessness.
Faced with the most elite cavalry guards in the world, the horse thief who had been fighting for half a day was exhausted, and because the leader was seriously wounded and escaped, he fell into panic and chaos. There was no resistance at all, and he retreated in a row.
Even the most fierce and powerful horse thieves are not the opponents of ordinary temple cavalry, not to mention the scimitars in their hands, before the runes of the temple cavalry, they are as vulnerable as branches and sticks.
It didn't take long for the temple cavalry to defeat all the horse thieves around the camp, and at a very small price, the idea and plan of the commander were perfectly realized.
Bright, won again.
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Six hundred horse thieves suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining horse thieves scattered all around. The temple cavalry wanted to clean the battlefield, harvest the first level, and guard the nobles above the meadow. They only pursued the horse thieves in a symbolic sense. The horse thief who had been fighting with two hundred Yanqi and far away from the battlefield also took the opportunity to escape.
The fighting between the meadows was fierce, and the battle between the 200 Yanqi and the horse thief was also extremely tragic. At this time, there were only more than forty riders who could ride back to the camp, and everyone was wounded.
In the battle that began in the morning, people have been dying, but relying on the heroic battles of the Cheqian and Mochiyuan disciples, not many people died. Instead, the heaviest casualties appeared at the end. Mo Shanshan, whose power of harmony was exhausted, could no longer protect more people, and countless Yan Zuo minfu died tragically under the scimitar of the horse thief.
A young male disciple from Mochiyuan was attacked by several red-eyed horse thieves and died tragically.
Zhu Zhihua and other Dahe country girls stood in front of the body of this junior, with sad and angry emotions in their eyes, and the youngest Tmall girl could not help crying long ago, eyes crying The flushing.
There was a sad atmosphere in the camp, and there was a dense sound of hooves outside the camp.
The temple cavalry completed the short-range pursuit of the broken horse thief, and regrouped, the black armor with golden flowers gleamed dazzlingly in the sun, and the neat queue looked orderly, bright and oppressive.
If it's normal, the people in the camp who believe in the Haotian Dao, out of absolute awe of the Xiling Temple, would definitely cast envy and fanatical gaze, and might even kneel on the ground and kowtow religiously. However, at this moment, the people shrouded in grief did not pay attention to the temple cavalry outside the camp, and occasionally someone looked over, his eyes were so numb and cold, and even faintly hatred.
If these temple cavalry were not standing still on the meadow, they chose to charge the camp at the first time, and cooperate with the disciples of Mochiyuan, especially the powerful girl talisman, and they could definitely defeat the horse thief, but they did not do so. , Leading directly to the camp with heavy casualties at the last moment.
At this time, many of the cold bodies lying on the wasteland ground should have been hot. Many of the dead might have survived. After returning to the Kingdom of Yan, they could see their relatives, but because of these temple cavalry His selfishness and coldness, all the possibilities are gone.
In this case, no one in the camp would welcome the arrival of the temple cavalry.
People can never see the back of their heads, and light can never see their darkness, especially when you think you are tall, when you think you are absolutely bright.
The temple cavalry lined up outside the camp did not think that there was anything wrong with their previous actions of standing still. At that time, the horse thieves still maintained sufficient fighting strength. Should we let our honorable temple cavalry be yours? Ordinary civilians risk bloodshed? On the contrary, in their opinion, it was the charge of the temple cavalry that finally defeated the horse thief in one fell swoop and saved the lives of these people in the camp. They are entitled to look of appreciation and gratitude, rather than the current look of cold indifference or even hatred. .
Some of the temple cavalry’s indifferent and solemn cheeks could not help showing a look of contempt and anger. If it weren’t for the commander’s failure to speak, they might even rush into the camp and drag down the few civilians who dared to bet against them. Come out and whipped it hard.
Looking at the indifferent cheeks of the temple cavalry outside the camp, thinking of the other party’s previous cold-blooded shamelessness and this disgusting look now, Tmall female flushed angrily, raised her arm to wipe away the tears and rushed out to curse other side.
Zhu Zhihua pulled her behind, forcibly suppressed the sadness and anger in her heart, and gave Shi Yili to the commander of the temple cavalry sitting on the horse. Without saying anything, she started to deal with the camp. The funeral.
The so-called funerals are all sad things. The wounded Yan Zuo and the civilian husbands supported each other, watching the remains of their companions lying upside down, and watching the blood pools with severed limbs. They couldn't feel the fluke and pleasure of the rest of their lives. Many people began to scream, camp. There was crying.
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(There is another chapter five thousand.)