The great hero, from nine to five

"Kill!!!"

"Here's the toast—"

The setting sun is like fire, the earth is like grinding, and the blood is sticky, dyeing the whole world red.

Outside Shijian City, the Sisu Sect launched an overall counterattack for the first time, and the huge Sisu Sect members rushed towards the Shengjin army like waves.

At a glance, the congregants of the Sisu Cult looked like ocean waves, one wave after another, one wave stronger than the other, spreading boundlessly, as if endless.

"Prickly rua—"

The bent long sword pierced into the body of a Sisu Cultist, but unexpectedly, after the sword pierced, the Sisu Cultist immediately grabbed the long sword, making it impossible for the soldier to pull it out. At the same time, several members of the Sisu sect rushed towards him like crazy.

Weapons are the second life of a soldier, and at this time, the first life is threatened. This man is worthy of being an elite of the Central Plains. He let go of his hand and kicked the lunatic holding the sword back, knocking him back, and then quickly pulled out his sword. He took out the dagger hanging from his waist, cursed "Demon Cult boy, your grandpa is not afraid of you!", and immediately responded.

kill.

Be killed.

On the battlefield, no one can guarantee that he will not be injured or die.

And like these lunatics of the Demon Cult who charge desperately, several people just to change one person and one arm, even these elites from the Central Plains have never seen it before.

Even ten years ago, the Demon Cult in the Central Plains was not so crazy!

Ten years ago, the members of the Devil's Cult were very formal "teaching troops", commanded by Baihu Xingjun who was good at commanding troops, and they were able to use all kinds of military formations and tactics, which caused Sheng Jin a considerable amount of trouble.

But today's followers of the Devil's Cult don't have the organizational skills they had back then, and they don't even have a normal army formation at all, they just charge desperately to the death.

But it was this desperate charge that forced Sheng Jin's army to fight and retreat.

Indeed, the soldiers on Shengjin's side are extremely elite. On the battlefield, all of them are good men who count as ten, especially in front of the congregation of the Sisu Sect who have no equipment. Don't try to suppress them easily.

But unfortunately...

However, these Demon Sect lunatics are willing to spend thousands of lives to push forward, just for the casualties of hundreds of people in Shengjin——

But any old soldier with some experience has noticed something unusual.

Before the battle, on the battlefield, no matter how elite the enemy is, they have fought, and they understand that a large number of casualties will make the army feel fearful and fearful, and it is very likely that they will stop moving forward.

In most cases, when one tenth of an army dies, the army will show signs of being defeated, and it may collapse anytime and anywhere. Just don't care about those who died.

This kind of terrifying morale, even some old soldiers on the battlefield are also frightened, and what is even more amazing is that these guys seem to have endless energy, attacking crazily, from noon until now, they still haven't stopped .

"Boom--"

Sheng Jin's cavalry united again, and along with the evil spirit array, formed a huge wolf-head phantom, attacking the Sisu Cult's front line from the side, and easily swept away the lives of hundreds of people with just one charge. This is not over yet. During the charge, these Musketeers would also shoot casually. Although it was difficult to aim because they were riding on horseback, the Sisu Cult's line was chaotic and crowded. With a quick sweep, it was like cutting wheat, shooting down the Demon Cult's congregation on the ground. land.

However, such a scene as if the god of death is coming, can't deter the people of the Demon Cult at all. They either screamed crazily at the first moment, or rushed to death when they were dying, or tripped their horses, or jumped directly , killing as many cavalry as they could come across.

"Damn—these lunatics!!"

A few unlucky ones were directly dragged off their horses, and they took out their daggers helplessly, and fought with the enemy for the last time when they were surrounded by enemies in all directions.

"Well..."

On the other end, Man Jianghong relied on her own eyesight to observe the situation ahead, while listening to the reports of her subordinates and the order flags from afar, and listened to the death and injury situation with a blank expression.

"General, those lunatics from the Devil's Cult have practiced something, they all have endless energy—" A soldier with blood on his face, but with a resolute expression, half-kneeled on the ground, reporting the situation.

Man Jianghong nodded, looked again, and said:

"Retreat, give up the position."

"Ah?" A lieutenant general was taken aback when he heard his words, but he carried it out without hesitation and ordered the entire army to retreat in an orderly manner.

After all, the elite of all battles, after half a day of battle, even if they retreated, they were able to stay calm and there was no stampede. With Man Jianghong's evil spirit scheduling, they slowly began to leave the position and retreat.

"Oooo!!!"

When Sheng Jin finally evacuated, the believers of the Sisu religion occupied the strong position that the Central Plains had built for more than half a month. A believer of the Sisu religion stood on the high platform of the position and kicked down the "full" flag , and then hung the star flag of Sisu religion.

But at this time, with the end of the battle, some Sisu Cult members finally responded physically, and fell down in a mess. Some of them were in better health and could hold on to the surrounding things. Crazy, a person whose physical strength has been stimulated to the extreme can no longer wake up after falling down.

But who cares about those guys whose "faith" is not sincere? !

The power bestowed by Xingjun can be endless as long as one is sincere enough, it is clear that these dead guys are not sincere enough!

And no matter what, they won!

Complete victory!

In the battle against the Central Plains for more than half a year, they finally won a real victory for the first time!

It turns out that the Central Plains people are not invincible. It turns out that we can also kill the Central Plains people——

And all of this is because of the Sisu Cult, and because of the power given to them by Xuanwu Xingjun. It is because of this power that they can fight against the invincible Shengjin people!

Not long after, Shi Jian's general also hastily passed the news to Xuanwu Xingjun who was lying on the rocking chair in the yard, closing his eyes and meditating.

After more than 20 days of recuperation, although the cold poison in Xuanwu Xingjun's body could not be eliminated, he was able to control the coughing blood and ice. From the outside, he had completely healed.

"Xingjun - won! Won! We won!"

"Oh." Xuanwu Xingjun flipped through the book, and looking from the back, he could see that it was the Synopsis of the Golden Chamber.

Hearing the news of the victory, he didn't have any emotional changes at all, as if they didn't win, or nothing happened today.

The general was a little dazed, but still bowed, and said to Xuanwu Xingjun with a little eagerness: "Xingjun...

Although everyone believes in the star gods, and you, the star king, have given you power, but in fact...

We Yingzhou people are afraid of the Central Plains people. Even within the church, the Central Plains people have more words and status. When our church members face the Sheng Jin army, they often shrink back. From the bottom of their hearts, they think they can't beat them. ...

But today is different. Although we suffered heavy casualties, we only paid ten times the number of casualties to force Sheng Jin to retreat. This is in our hearts... This is great for our Sisu Sect. encouragement.

Xingjun, I have confidence...Give me time, I am confident to reduce the battle damage, I am confident to bring them stronger, and once they are integrated into our four-night priests, I am confident to use less Casualty defeated Sheng Jin! "

His words were sincere, his tone was agitated, and he knelt down directly with great loyalty, looking like he was loyal and dedicated to teaching and serving the people.

Xuanwu Xingjun didn't close the book, so he casually turned his head and glanced at him.

The guard dared not speak or move. Being stared at by Xuanwu Xingjun, he seemed to be stalked by ten thousand poisonous snakes, and seemed to be stalked by the sun. While breathing was difficult, he felt warm and warm at the same time, which made him feel unspeakable. weird.

And this weirdness gave birth to "fear".

Xuanwu Xingjun understands people's hearts very well.

I understand very well.

He took one look at this man and knew exactly what he was thinking and what he was talking about.

What he said is indeed very reasonable, but the reason why this person said these is not to prove how strong he is, nor is it for the future of Sisujiao, but to make Xuanwu Xingjun remember him. King Xing gave him a "title" equivalent to the level of a star.

"Don't be too arrogant."

Hearing this, the guard who was already kneeling on the ground kowtowed in fright, lowered his head, and his body trembled suddenly.

It was just a simple sentence, but he felt as if thousands of needles were piercing his skin, causing him pain and fear!

terror!

This is Xuanwu Xingjun!

Their leader, their leader, their god!

In his heart, he could not raise any trace of resistance at all, he only dared to lower his head, waiting for Xuanwu Xingjun's "teaching".

"listen."

The guard hurriedly lowered his body down.

"Victory in a battle is nothing." Xuanwu Xingjun put the book in a stack, threw it out, and landed on the table just right, "Back then, four brothers and I were born in the Central Plains, and we were born in the Central Plains. The Jin court had been fighting for years, and even Ye Chengtian was beaten so stupidly that he almost captured him alive.

We won, but we couldn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, so that Yue Jiye finally arrived and turned the defeat into victory, which established the defeat of us in the Central Plains in one fell swoop.

Don't be arrogant in victory, don't be discouraged in defeat... What is a momentary victory?

Only the one who has the last laugh is the real winner. "

"Yes yes yes—" the guard quickly responded.

"Okay, get up."

The guard wiped the sweat from his forehead, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stood up. After a while, he asked again: "Mr. Xing, what should we do with those corpses? Should we return them to the Central Plains?"

The disposal of corpses after the war is a topic that can never be avoided in wars in this era. If it is not handled properly, there may be a plague, and it will be bad for both parties.

In addition, the soldiers of Sheng Jin were from the Central Plains after all, and he knew that Xuanwu Xingjun was from the Central Plains, so he naturally thought about asking. After all, he also knew that there was a tradition of "entering the soil for peace" in Central Plains. If you are in a foreign country, you have to ask.

"deal with?

Why deal with it.

Just leave it that way. "

"what?"

The guard was dumbfounded, and his words trembled a little: "Let it go, let it go??"

"Let it go."

The guard opened his mouth, Aba said twice, and finally swallowed again, not daring to say anything more.

He even regretted it a little.

Why ask this question?

Originally, he had already sent someone to deal with the corpses, but even if they hadn't been cleaned up, they probably had been piled up separately, but now they just left it like that...

This... I'm afraid it is not very suitable, and it is very likely to arouse the anger of the Central Plains.

Moreover, if you are unlucky, it is more likely to cause a plague.

But he...but he didn't dare to refute, didn't dare to ask.

"By the way, there are still those things. Take them and distribute them to those who have high military exploits." Xuanwu Xingjun casually threw a box of Moxun Buddha flowers and fruits over. Much better.

Good stuff good stuff.

"Behave well, I am very optimistic about you, if there is a chance in the future, maybe you can inherit the position of Niu Jinniu."

The guard was overjoyed when he heard this!

That's right, that's it, that's it——

Being the same high position as Xuanwu Qisu along with Wei Yueyan, what he desires is exactly this!

And after he left, Xuanwu Xingjun shook his chair again.

Xuanwu Xingjun likes rocking chairs very much. Although he does not look old, he is still an "old thing" in his seventies and eighties. He likes the feeling of lying on a rocking chair and slowly rocking, thinking about life.

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't help touching the corners of his eyes.

He has three tear moles.

These three tear moles are not ordinary things, nor are they born with him, but something given to him by Shui Jun back then.

Back then, when he was still young, he happened to meet Suicune who was setting up a stall in the wasteland. At that time, out of curiosity, he invested money and asked a few questions.

He doesn't believe in fate, so he didn't ask about his future, but was more curious about how powerful this so-called divine judgment is, so he randomly asked about major events in the world, but he didn't expect that this rural Taoist priest would actually have the same idea as him It was exactly the same, and even in many places, it was more transparent and clear than what he saw.

At that time, he knew that he met an expert and met an adventure.

Adventure——

Things that always appear in the stories of the chaser, it seems that without a little adventure, they are not worthy of being a story of the chaser.

But the real situation is that in this world, anyone with a bit of fame and status will always have his own unique experience, and there will always be some weird experiences.

However, through the writer's pen and the word of mouth of the followers, these stories spread, and the experiences of some of the protagonists of the stories became "adventures" ridiculed by some people in the rivers and lakes.

Not to mention anything else, in this world, there are not eight thousand chivalrous men who have known and met the man in the mirror, but there must be five or six thousand, but it is difficult for them to appear in the mouth of the chaser.

Xuanwu Xingjun is not a special case, but the criticism Xuanwu Xingjun received surprised him very much.

Suicune once told him that his thoughts are distorted, weird, unusual, and arrogant and heavy on power. If he wants to change or strengthen his own path, he must meet three special people, and only when he meets Only by seeing these three special people can he go far enough on his own path.

Now, he has encountered two of them, but he has searched for the last vision beyond the times for more than ten or twenty years without any results... Now, he has completely given up.

He has to rely on himself to see through the future, to verify his own ideas, and to make the final attempt.

And now...

"Hmph... the second prince held a meeting of heroes in the wilderness?

Ridiculous, is this trying to trick me? "

Xuanwu Xingjun finally stopped thinking, took out the information collected by his subordinates before, pointed at the armrest of the chair, and chuckled.

But then he saw something else.

The succession ceremony of the extreme door?

And a display of antipolar arms?

Well...