Chapter 53: Lu beetle...

A fire dragon ignited the gloomy night, and the heavy rain poured over the past few days, but the fire dragon could not be drowned out. It roared into the sky, as if it was a signal.

Shi Wuyuan blew up the mountain pass and blocked himself and the imperial bandit army at the mouth of the Minjiang River.

He didn't plan to waste it. Gu Huaiyang, the soaring fire dragon, must have seen it. They don't have to make an agreement. There is a tacit understanding between the brothers who live and die. Shi Wuyuan knows what Gu Huaiyang will do when he is in the current situation. He also knows that he is waiting With this fiery dragon, if the two armies could not meet each other from the inside and the outside, then all the Red Turbans would be trapped in the land of Dongyue, and Haining would be no more than a dead end.

This battle is an uphill battle, not only must be fought, but also to the death.

The fire dragon opened the way, and the cavalry descended from a height, shouting to kill Zhentian. The armor meets the icy blade, beacon fires and gunpowder smoke, the sound of killing is full, and the earth trembles.

Bai Li was sitting on the back of a horse, seeing that the cavalry of the Red Turban Army had already rushed into the middle army, the battle was stalemate, but he had no intention of helping, and looked indifferently, like an outsider, just slowly Turning his eyes, he looked for Shi Wuyuan.

However, where is it so easy to find? It was night, and it was raining heavily. The enemy army was commanded by some people with some cultivation under the army flag, and the colorful fireworks that were not afraid of water were fired. , Bai Li looked over there carefully, and suddenly stretched out his arm, a black shadow as fast as lightning flashed out through the crowd, directly piercing the man's chest, the man screamed and fell off the horse, but with this At the same time, another commander appeared from other places.

Bai Li sneered and ignored him, knowing that these Red Turbans were accustomed to fighting, even if they were ordinary farmers, they have become a unique army in these years of wars in the South and the North, not to mention the recruitment of horses. The remnants that came from all the way can almost confront the bandit army in the DPRK and China head-on.

Coupled with the use of unreasonable and extremely good formations, not only the formation of the illusionary predicament, but also the formation of troops and deployment, the mental calculation is excellent, and the one that was least valued by Xuanzong at that time, it was the big one who looked at the whole scene and strategized the strategy. In terms of ability, at this moment, the last battle, in Bai Li's view, I am afraid that the court's rice buckets are not opponents.

Zou Yanlai is a bit crooked, but unfortunately, he is a bit petty. In these troubled times, whether loyal ministers, good generals, or rebels and thieves, Bai Xin walked around in circles, but felt that none of them could compare to Shi Wuyuan.

When he was young, he was able to break into the fox king alone, and all the fox demons were bigger than him, but none of them could stop him, let alone now.

find him - to find him -

Bai Li lightly clasped his lips, his entire body was shrouded in black shadows, almost no one could see him, and no one who could see could approach him.

Fire dragons marched on the formation, the sharpest cavalry cleared the way, and sent vanguard troops to rush into the camp at the mouth of the Minjiang River. All of them were wearing divine armor and slashing with knives. They came very fast. There has always been a clear distinction between cultivators and ordinary people, and they are of different classes. Have you ever heard of cultivators and ordinary people sharing the same robes, wearing armor and charging on the front line of light cavalry?

Only a deviant person like Shi Wuyuan could come up with it.

When the middle army was punched out, the people in the DPRK Pope were dispatched to find out what was going on. It was too late, and Zou Yanlai shouted hoarsely, trying to get the two wings to surround the cavalry. But they didn't want the Red Turban cavalry to just break in and kill some people and set fire to it, but they didn't want to fight, they suddenly retreated, and the messengers came to report.

Hearing it again, he shouted to kill Zhentian in the distance, and Gu Huaiyang's department in the middle of the Dongyue Valley wanted to come and saw the fire dragon that Shi Wuyuan had released, and they were trying to break through.

Gudu is a typical emperor who is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry. Bai Li is still watching the fun, but he is active, and he also gets into the crowd and fights. It's a pity that although this little monster has some strange powers, the killing is real. It's too slow to keep up with the speed of people killing people.

The estuary of the Minjiang River is like a huge whirlpool, and more and more people are involved in it, and everyone's eyes are red.

Bai Li raised his head, the fireworks ordered by the Red Turban Army came from all directions, and the two sides scuffled into a ball in the heavy rain. The sound of war drums and thunder collided, regardless of each other, the fire dragon had disappeared, but the firelight was not afraid of the downpour, burning in every corner.

Zou Yanlai somehow found Bai Li next to him and shouted loudly, "Monarch!"

Bai Li didn't raise his head, he still sat on the back of a horse as if he was alone in the world, trying to find Shi Wuyuan in the vast crowd, but he said, "Don't be in a hurry, hit it first, Shi Wuyuan's trick hasn't come out yet."

He just finished his words, only to hear a sharp whistle, and seven fireworks exploded in the air one after another, Bai Li let out an "ah" and smiled softly: "The Big Dipper, look, what did I say?"

Zou Yanlai froze in his heart. He previously thought that in such an ever-changing battlefield, Shi Wuyuan could only act according to the military formation method. Playing with his hands and feet, a few thoughts flashed in his heart, and he lost his voice: "It's a cavalry!"

The cavalry charged the central army, laying an ambush on both flanks, and the central infantry pushed up. He thought this was the way the Red Turbans would play, but he did not expect that this special cavalry was not for charging, tearing apart the officers and soldiers, and leaving at a touch. Before the Pope's people had time to react, they relied on a quick maneuver to transfer, bury the fire of the formation, and withdraw straight away. The seemingly unruly left and right rush, but they took the position of the Big Dipper!

Zou Yanlai grabbed the horse's belly and rushed out, shouting loudly: "Archer! Archer's cover! The wings are retracted, fellow Daoists beware of the other's deceit, guard the spiritual platform..."

Zou Yanlai was soaked by the heavy rain, and he was very embarrassed. Thinking of his appearance as a filthy young son, how could he have been so embarrassed?

Bai Li looked at the back of him rushing out and shook his head.

At this moment, the already dark sky suddenly became darker, and the heavy rain was still pouring down. Seven Big Dippers appeared in the night sky that was so low that it seemed to be palpable. The cavalry had disappeared, and a silver line suddenly spread from the foot of the mountain at the mouth of the Minjiang River.

His heartbeat couldn't help but speed up - Wuyuan, Shi Wuyuan, where are you?

The silver line finally converged at one point, which was the final point caused by the cavalry charge just now. It was as if a giant sword had stabbed into the entire camp of officers and soldiers. The masters were finally organized, scattered around the shrunken wings of the officers and soldiers, and resisted with great spells.

A bolt of lightning was splitting between the Big Dippers, the ground was shaking, and the mountains seemed to be lit up by countless lanterns.

At this moment, Bai Li suddenly rushed out on his horse. He raised his hand and took off the divine bow and broken feathers behind him. He shot three arrows in a row, as if he didn't need to aim. Then he fell off his horse, and this way, it was like entering a land of no one.

In Pope's repressed formation, all the rules were scrambled by the people on both sides like a tug of war. The gravel fell from the mountains, but not a single one could touch Bai Li.

A layer of pitch-black fog rose from his body, as if it could swing out everything that came close to him.

His snow-white robe was already stained with blood, and the handsome and handsome eyes in the past suddenly gave birth to some kind of extremely bright and terrifying hostility, as rebellious and fearless as the barebacked warhorse under him. direction to go.

Hundred feet, fifty feet, thirty feet—

No one can stop him.

Shi Wuyuan's rain-proof hood slipped off at some point. He sat on the back of a horse with a few strands of hair sticking to his forehead and cheeks, but he didn't look very awkward like Zou Yanlai's, as if he was soaked all over and left white. When he rushed in front of him, the sharp ten fingers were on his neck, but he couldn't make him panic.

Shi Wuyuan's hands were covered with star silk that glowed like a ghost, and he looked at Bai Li calmly.

I'll never let you go this time - Bai Li's eyes met Shi Wuji, and at that moment the distance was only ten meters, and they understood each other's eyes at the same time.

However, at this moment, suddenly, a loud noise came from a very close place. He actually drowned out the shouting and thunder, and was suddenly torn apart by a crack in the stalemate formation, the Big Dipper hanging high in the night sky suddenly disappeared, and Shi Wuduo's hand was completely broken. He raised his head subconsciously, but saw the raindrops all over the sky, but couldn't see half a star.

There was chaos on the astrolabe, and he couldn't figure it out for a while. The last time the formation was torn apart by Bai Li, this time Bai Li is also in the formation. Who has such great power?

People like the Pope who are facing the enemy are also generally puzzled. At the same time, they step back. Some of them are not strong enough to cultivate enough to even fall to the ground. .

Even Bai Li frowned and looked at where the voice came from.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Flood! Flood!"

Another scolded: "What flood... ah!"

It didn't take long for everyone to react. In an instant, the narrow mountain pass of the Minjiang River was swept away by a loud noise, and a flood of several meters high rushed down like a monster. Put everyone in danger.

Shi Wuyuan and Bai Li, who were originally very close, were swept away by the flood monster, and some people were caught in before they could scream.

The ice-cold water was instantly shattered, and Bai Li's eyes turned black, and his hands and feet began to move subconsciously—for a moment, he almost thought he had been sucked back by the dark demon sect, and at that moment, his heart was so cold that he actually gave birth to a child. A burst of despair.

He struggled desperately, a dark shadow formed in his hand, and was instantly broken by the next wave of big làng, his back smashed hard on something that protruded out of nowhere, Bai Li was startled, and suddenly regained consciousness, Seeing the opportunity, he quickly grabbed a big tree, only to feel that his chest was about to breathe, and the surging water hit him painfully.

At this moment, he saw that Shi Wuyuan was nowhere near as strong as him. Shi Wuyuan was already injured. At this moment, he was already savage, and he didn't know if he was still awake. The tree was uprooted, and he didn't even think about it. With a kick, the kick was so powerful that he went up a section against the current. Shi Wuyuan just hit him on the chest, and the two of them were washed out by the flood.

Bai Li subconsciously hugged him tightly with one hand, his other hand burst out with blue veins, and desperately grabbed the big tree root just now, he just thought it was a driftwood, but he tried too hard, and the black mist in his hand subconsciously Tore the big tree root apart and let go. He was water-based, but this time he poured in two mouthfuls of water.

Suddenly, he felt that the person in his arms was holding a hand on his arm, Shi Wuyuan opened his eyes at some point, and wrapped the remaining star silk on Bai Li's arm. Throwing the star silk out, Mianqiáng grabbed the tree, and with five fingers retracted, his back slammed on the big tree again.

Fortunately, Shi Wuyuan was not very reliable, and the line he gave was very strong. Bai Li held him with one hand and entangled a tree with the other.

Shi Wuyuan had already figured it out - it was the heavy rain that washed away the Minjiang Estuary embankment, and the monstrous flood just squeezed in from the narrowest area, no wonder it easily tore his Beidou formation.

The heavy rain in the Minjiang River is not uncommon. The levee has been overturned and repaired, but don’t know how many times it has been tossed. The imperial court has allocated funds for repairs again and again, and it has been exploited layer by layer by the country’s wealthy beetles. In this matter, however, the land of Huaizhou came from the sky high and the emperor was far away, the water was extremely deep, and officials and officials were protecting each other.

I had to shout that the levee was destroyed again and again by the ants, and a flood occurred in three and five years, causing harm to the people on both sides of the strait.

Shi Wucai suddenly wanted to laugh out loud—the Minjiang River was flooded with water, and the encirclement was in various places, and the trouble of Dongyue was unintentionally resolved. This makes the common people hate it so much that the unsteady levee has helped Gu Huaiyang with such a big favor. Isn't it God's will? He carefully planned to fight with the officers and soldiers here. It was when you were dead and alive, but in a blink of an eye, you became brothers and sisters. Bai Li, who was planning to meet him just now, was tied to a big tree at this moment, as if they were dependent on each other. .

It's ridiculous.

Shi Wuyuan couldn't help but really laughed, and suddenly understood how the old emperor made him laugh to death.

Another icy head hit him, he choked on a large mouthful of water, his chest was almost numb, as if he couldn't breathe at all, Shi Wuyuan's eyes darkened and he didn't know anything.