Chapter 1643： 　Incoming (1)

The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

A wine glass fell to the ground with a sound. The wine spilled out of the steel cup, and the wine was delicious.

Hearing the voice, a general outside the big tent got in and looked at the man on the table hesitatingly asked: "Master, are you okay?"

King Pingxi opened his eyes, still holding a jar of wine in his arms. The wine jar had bottomed out, apparently all fell into his stomach. A jar of wine is almost the same as drinking water for him. But now he is obviously a little drunk again, but he is not intoxicated by others. If he were not willing to be drunk, it would be impossible to get him drunk with a jar of wine. He waved his hand and motioned for the general to go out. Seeing him like this, the general opened his mouth, and in the end he could only turn into a sigh and withdrew from the account.

King Pingxi knew what he was sighing, in fact, he had to sigh for himself. His smugness almost disappeared after repeated setbacks. In this foreign country separated by thousands of miles from his old man, his aspirations and ambitions are almost exhausted.

First, the March battle at Ark Harbor, and then the fiasco outside the city of Bauhinia. When he wanted to regain the power, an epidemic that swept across the entire empire, and the subsequent large numbers of sergeants’ strange soldiers, made him fall into the mood. To the bottom.

Now the King of Victory and the Xiyi Empire have reached a preliminary agreement.

armistice?

This is like a joke.

King Pingxi remembered whether the sycamore tree in the compound of his mansion was still flourishing at the moment; he remembered whether his wives and concubines would stand alone and lonely every midnight; he remembered his only three-year-old son , Would he still look for "daddy" with a sullen voice; he remembered that he had sworn an oath in front of the ancestors' **** tablets before going on the expedition, whether the ancestor would lament his incompetence under Jiuquan.

Suddenly, he wanted to go back, regardless of this western expedition.

He knows very well that this is an escape; he knows better that in normal times, he most despises people with this mentality. But now, he wanted to escape, because he was afraid that he would fold here, die in this foreign country, and eventually turn into a cup of loess.

Outside the account, it's raining.

The rain is not heavy, but it is dense, and soon the world becomes blurred. The military camp that was once full of voices became empty due to the change of half of the soldiers. King Pingxi was in a depressed mood and hadn't asked about the situation of the military camp for many days, so another general was in charge of the camp. The general abide by his duties, only arranged the daily affairs of the barracks, and arranged trivial tasks such as patrols and cooking.

Outside the camp, a patrol team was lazily resting in the woods. Since the febrile incident, the morale of the army has fallen to the bottom. Coupled with King Pingxi’s own depression and inaction, the soldiers are even more lazy, often avoiding the sight of the supervising army and turning to laziness. In particular, some veterans were even more slippery and drizzle, but there was no rain in the forest, but the air was humid. Several veterans sat under the tree, rolled up some tobacco leaves and lit up. Cigarettes are a special product of the Panlong Empire. The tobacco leaves are brought over across the oceans, and they smoke a little less, so they are very precious. Several veterans smoked very carefully, for fear that they would miss a puff of cigarettes, and the young men who had just joined the army were very envious.

"I didn't think there was anything strange about tobacco leaves. We planted some tobacco behind our own house. But now, I know that this thing is really a treasure. I took a mouthful and closed my eyes, as if I had already returned home." An veteran exclaimed. .

A new recruit next to him said: "We don't know if we have a life to go back. If we knew I would not be enlisted. Otherwise, if we sell my pig circle this winter, we can ask for a wife."

"The kid thinks of women." The veteran slapped him on the head without angrily, and almost didn't take a picture of his helmet. He handed him half of the cigarettes left in his hand. The latter quickly took it and took a big mouthful. The veteran smiled and said, "I am thinking about the goodness of the wife at home. Look at these barbarians, all of them have **** and thin waists. Yes. Those legs are even more drooling. Just find a few and have fun."

"I thought, but now we are not truce with those barbarians. Those women can only watch and can't move."

A group of soldiers laughed.

Another soldier next to him said: "I don't want women."

"Then what do you think? You always miss men?"

"Go." The soldier lowered his voice and said, "I want to bring some valuable things back. As long as the foreign merchants in my hometown bring back something from here, they can sell it for a good price even if it is broken. You think, If I bring a few treasures back, I resell them. The money I sell will buy a few cents for Susukada and some pretty girls. Hey, I'm a master too."

"Well, let's send your daydreams."

The soldiers laughed. At this moment, the new recruit who was smoking suddenly got a cold head, thinking that he had been exposed to the rain He reached out and touched it, but felt that there was a sudden fire on his head and his hands, causing pain. He jumped up like burning ass.

"What's wrong?" An veteran turned his head, with a smile on his face. The smile froze. He saw something crawling down from the big tree behind the recruit. The thing looked to the veteran, two red awns stabbed the veteran's eyes.

Seeing the expression of the veteran, the recruit looked up, but only saw a blood basin fall sharply, and then the world became dark. I vaguely heard the exclamation of my companion, but my consciousness quickly disappeared.

The veteran sat down on the ground, and watched a headless corpse swaying and falling in front of his eyes. The soldiers around him screamed and picked up their swords. Someone pulled him, and the veteran recovered. He quickly stood up and looked at the monster warily. He has a lion-like head and two human-like hands, but his hind limbs are like hooves like cows and sheep. The first bend has a flame burning in the center of the corner. A blood-red monster with dark flame-like patterns on its body. It ejected a few wisps of fire from its mouth, spit out the recruit's head, and then lunged over.

Fight for a while.

More than a dozen soldiers died in different conditions, only the veteran was still alive. But he lost a hand, dripping with blood. The monster with two knives stuck in his mouth opened the veteran's arm. The veteran ran to the barracks. Looking back, the monster had caught up. Moreover, in the dim light deep in the forest, a little red fluorescent light lit up. Then more monsters rushed out of the woods, rolling in like a red tide to the barracks.

King Pingxi, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly heard a sharp horn. He raised his head and sat up, and a general rushed in and shouted: "It's not good, Lord. We were attacked. It's monsters, those monsters!"

The only wine left by King Pingxi was gone.