Chapter 676

Mo Yu coldly hums. She throws the child on her back and asks him to hold him tightly. She touches the storage ring with one hand, releases a crystal thin sword blade, and wheezes through more than a dozen fallen shadows. No matter what cultivation, she passes through all of them, leaving behind a bunch of people who spurt blood.

seckill!

Whoosh

Finally flew out of the canyon, he swept up from the west of the canyon, left armpit, the old man said: "you have such a high ability, save people quickly, don't let your compatriots all ambush dead."

Moyu nodded, just like a goshawk pouncing on a rabbit. He was so scared that he saw the little boy close to the ground howling. In the air 50 meters away from the ground, Moyu whistled. The blade that he put out to protect him at any time moved again. After a flash, it disappeared in the air. It appeared vaguely among the experts in front of the enemy camp, and a stream of plasma sprayed down.

"There are experts in the Central Plains, withdraw --"

The enemy shouts a rebuke, and a dark shadow goes out in the wild forest. Moyu looks down and flies down the canyon again

In the gorge, there are only six of the 50 people coming. The chieftain is also killed by the weapon of the enemy's master. They search for the corpses. At dawn, they carry more than 40 dead comrades back to the Central Plains barracks.

Above the school yard, vultures circled in the sky, and drizzled in the dark sky. In front of the marshal, Pei Sili's father, daughter-in-law and grandson knelt down in front of more than 40 corpses, weeping.

Xu Zeping, the Grand Marshal of the Central Plains Anti Japanese northern frontier fortress, sighed slightly. After waving his hand, those heroes in the army were sent to the fire to burn. He looked at the remaining cannon fodder of Moyu and pointed to Moyu with his hand: "originally, I didn't know your strength. I didn't expect that you were a high-level warrior. Anyway, if you don't know something about military affairs, I will reward you with a pioneer, Tomorrow, we will go out of the city with 30 vanguard officers and 20 vanguard officers to fight against the enemy. "

Mo Yu nodded: "yes."

Today is too sad. Everyone hopes that this day will pass early. The next morning, in front of the Moyu gate, where the camp has been changed, someone reported it in a familiar tone. It turned out to be the voice of a fat man.

"Newspaper - Xianfeng officer, your subordinates have been canonized as your entourage, and will accompany you from today on."

Mo Yu nodded: "come in."

The fat man happily lifted the curtain and entered. Today, however, he did not wear a suit of armor. Instead, he changed his vest. Happily, he came to Moyu's big table and stood on the felt with a smile.

Mo Yu looked at the beef and wine on the table: "you can't drink in the daytime. Eat some meat. Follow me later. Don't be afraid of death, because I won't let you die."

"Thank you, brother Fei. No, no, no, thank you, vanguard officer. By the way, the marshal ordered all the vanguard officers and vanguards to report to the camp in the army half an hour later. They said that the enemy came early in the morning to beg for the enemy's curse. They were shouting outside the gate, saying that we were all turtles."

"Whatever. We'll listen to them on the wall if we have wine and meat."

Mo Yu stood up, washed her face and ate. Then she put on the silver armor of the vanguard officer with a long sword. Then she took the fat man out. After they got into the carriage, the driver who specially equipped the vanguard Officer immediately opened the way and went directly up the ramp to the city wall.

The city wall is 300 meters wide and 10000 meters long from east to west. It directly links the cliffs of the two mountains. The East and West enemies can't leap, and there are secret sentries and organs to intercept them. If the enemy wants to invade the Central Plains, he can only enter the Central Plains from here and face south.

When Mo Yu comes, others look at him. Some nod their heads to say hello, and others disdain him. After all, Mo Yu is just a recruit. It's nothing to save his father, who was the last ten thousand patriarch, this time. What's more, he is brave and good at fighting. Others don't see him.

In front of the crowd, there was Marshal Xu and thirty ten thousand captains sitting on a big chair. Seeing a group of vanguard officers coming, marshal Xu nodded and said, "OK, look down here. Those hateful barbarians are abusing our parents and saying that they want to crush our children's heads with horse hoofs. Can you stand the anger?"

"Kill them."

"The slaughter of barbarians."

"Marshal, let's go down and kill them."

……

Marshal Xu nodded gently: "OK, open the gate and get ready to fight. Today, who will fight the first game?"

A pioneer official poked his weapon on the green brick ground and said: "marshal, you can't lose the first battle of a day. Pioneer Zhang Cong is willing to go down to fight with the other side's black Lama. He can set up a military order. If he is defeated, he will present his head."

"Good ambition, go ahead. Be careful and don't fall in love with war."

The vanguard officer laughs and gives a fist to his colleagues. Then he jumps off the city wall and steps on his own horse. After shooting, the city gate is opened and the sling suspension bridge is put down. He rushes out.

In the school yard outside the moat, the vultures hovering above can't wait long ago. On the ground below, there are only skeletons and skulls on the dry head, and the corpses have already dried up. Before the battle between the two armies, Zhang Cong walked out with 500 soldiers behind him.

Each vanguard has 500 soldiers. How many soldiers each vanguard can bring is entirely decided by the Grand Marshal at any time. In the original camp C of Moyu, all 500 soldiers are dispatched by him.

In front of Zhang Cong, there are also 500 barbarian soldiers. In front of him, a man in an alien costume has tattoos on his face. When he sees Zhang Cong coming, his ferocious green brains spring up one by one on his forehead.

He immediately used a machete to point Zhang Cong: "miscellaneous ~ broken, let your Chieftain to compete with me, you are just a little garbage pioneer, not worthy of my hand."

Zhang Cong: "I'm just a black Lama. I heard about your little fame three years ago. It's just a scum who bullies children and women. If we don't change our name, we'll sit down and change our surname. Zhang Cong is also, come on, accept your fate."

Zhang Cong's legs were so scared that his boots suddenly pushed on his horse's belly. The black horse under him rushed out like lightning. He raised a cloud of dust and went straight to the black Lama.

Mo Yu and other dozens of people are watching the scene above the city wall, and they all secretly clench their fists. But others are worried about me, Zhang Cong. Mo Yu shakes her head slightly.

Nearby, a voice suddenly rang out, "why do you shake your head?"

Mo Yu was surprised. Looking back, he saw that it was the marshal. He quickly bowed his head: "soldiers come to block. This is the way that soldiers must do. But since there are soldiers, why bother? What we want is to cut off other people's heads."

Marshal Xu nodded his head slightly. As soon as he was about to say something, he listened to all the people around him take a cold breath at the same time. Then he saw that there were only two horses left in the school yard. Someone had already fallen from the horse. Zhang Cong was lying on the ground with a bow and crossbow under his belly mirror.

The black Lama laughed: "stupid, are people in the Central Plains so stupid? They are not tired of deceit. They can't escape a crossbow. By the way, I have poisoned it. Ha ha, come on, cut off my head and hang it under our flag."