Seven Queens

, led Yue Mingxi to stand up, flicked off the soil stained on Yue Mingxi's body, and smiled on his lips: "Rest early, and enter the forest early tomorrow morning." After Ji Huazhen finished speaking, he naturally led Yue Mingxi With his hand, he moved towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers marched into the forest, the deeper it went, the quieter the surroundings became. The narrow road was covered with wet moss, and the mottled light shone through the leaves into the forest. There are traces of wild animals passing by, the air is cold and humid, and occasionally there are hares scurrying in the woods in the jungle.

There are three blue-rank masters accompanying Ji Huazhen. At this moment, they are walking in three sections, each exuding the coercion of blue-rank masters. The spiritual beasts curl up to avoid the mighty soldiers.

It was less than a month since Ji Moyi came to the Jiuli Mountains last time, and the thorns cut along the way had not yet closed. Under the leadership of Ning You, a hundred thousand soldiers and horses passed through the forest at an extremely fast speed. Ji Huazhen and Yue Mingxi walked side by side. Okay, Dongxue and the others followed closely behind Yue Mingxi.

There was a sudden panic ahead, and the brigade stopped. With a pale face, Ning You pushed the soldiers away and came to Ji Huazhen to salute, "Your Highness, there are densely packed corpses hanging in the forest ahead. Judging from the clothes and the degree of decay, they are The soldiers who died in the Jiuli Mountains with the son last time were originally buried in the valley under the Jiuli Mountains."

Ji Huazhen's face darkened slightly. The god general brought by Ji Moyi lost more than ten thousand. It was impossible to transport the corpse back to Qingchuan County, so it was buried in the Jiuli Mountains. The Jiuli people not only made the dead unable to sleep peacefully, but also greatly deterred the dead. If the morale is damaged, this trick is not vicious.

The wet soil under his feet was sticky, and Ji Huazhen strode forward. His pair of golden boots were stained with brown soil, his eyes were as deep and cold as obsidian, and his gestures were born with a noble and domineering attitude. The personal guard followed Ji Huazhen closely Coming all the way, Yue Mingxi was only a shoulder behind Ji Huazhen, and now she followed Ji Huazhen to explore the front.

Many soldiers surrounded the front, no longer fighting high as they were when they set out for the battle. The further they went, the more waterlogged they were. Seeing Ji Huazhen, the personal guards were already furious, and hurriedly shouted: "His Royal Highness Qingchuan is here!" Huazhen gave way, and bowed their hands one after another, their voices became chaotic: "Greetings, Your Highness Qingchuan!"

Walking to the front, the densely packed corpses were hung in the air by vines. The blood on the wounds had already dried up, and the blackened skin was stuck to the bones. Having been on the battlefield, seeing so many corpses now, I feel my scalp go numb, and my brows are tightly frowned.

Seemingly aware of Yue Mingxi's discomfort, Ji Huazhen hurriedly turned her head and saw the paleness of Yue Mingxi's stern brows. She felt a sudden pain in her heart, and took Yue Mingxi's hand and said warmly, "Xi'er, if you feel unwell, go to the back of the line." wait."

Yue Mingxi shook Ji Huazhen's hand behind his back, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I should see such a scene in the future, so let's take it as an experience in advance." As the commander of an army of 30, these tragic events The scene will not be less in the future.

Hearing Yue Mingxi's words, Ji Huazhen's eyes were thoughtful, and the moment he left Yue Mingxi, his deep and coldness returned, and his tone was as cold as ever: "Move the corpse and make way!"

After Ji Huazhen finished speaking, he bowed and cupped his hands facing the corpses hanging in mid-air, his voice was full of sorrow: "All the soldiers followed the son to conquer the Jiuli tribe, and now they died here for the sake of the son. Please rest in peace, Ji Huazhen! I hereby promise to the Qingchuan Army brothers that we will destroy Jiuli and avenge the soldiers! When I return from victory, I will reshape the tombstones for the soldiers!"

Ji Huazhen intentionally exaggerated, her voice was melodious, ups and downs, and hit the ground. The morale that had dissipated was high again, and her voice boiled in the forest: "Mie Jiuli! Mie Jiuli!" The Tuofei people have aroused the hatred of the same enemy again, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

No one noticed that among the densely packed corpses hanging in mid-air, several "corpses" opened their eyes, blue light flickered in their eyes, and in the wet black soil under their feet, two blue light shadows moved towards Ji Hua like spirit snakes. In the blink of an eye, the direction where Zhen was standing, the ground under his feet cracked and exploded. Two blue-rank masters, one with a stone ax and the other with a long sword, pointed at Ji Huazhen with murderous aura, but the distance was only a dozen steps away.

The void distorts a man named Ruo Langxing, with a faint blue light flowing between his brows. He taps his sword tip and faces two blue-rank masters of the Jiuli tribe. The man is Ji Huazhen's personal blue-rank guard, Mu Xu, Ning You, who was beside Huazhen, also pointed to the ground to meet the two blue-rank masters, soaring into the sky, and the battle broke out in an instant.

Yue Mingxi felt restless and his hairs stood on end. At this moment, the vines tied to the feet of several "corpses" hanging in the air spread out, locking Ji Huazhen with murderous aura. Seeing Ji Huazhen approaching with murderous intent.

Many Qing-rank masters were stopped by Ji Huazhen's bodyguards, but there were still two Qing-rank masters who saw the opening and came towards Ji Huazhen with swords in their hands. It was cold, the sword tip was only an inch away, and Yue Mingxi was very close to Ji Huazhen. At this moment, he held the long sword in his right hand, and wrapped his left hand around Ji Huazhen's waist. Ying, only to hear the sound of weapons clashing, Yue Mingxi and two Qing-rank masters of the Jiuli tribe had already dismantled several moves.

The strategy of the Jiuli people is to seek victory in danger. First, they use the dead body to attract the coach Ji Huazhen, then use two blue-rank masters to attract the attack, and then deliver a fatal blow to Ji Huazhen. Mingxi happened to be very close to Ji Huazhen, so I'm afraid this plan has succeeded, the Qingchuan army is approaching menacingly, and the Jiuli tribe has no possibility of resisting it, so the plan is becoming perfect.

Qianyou Kunya and the Qingchuan army's young masters have arrived. Yue Mingxi protects Ji Huazhen and rushes into the soldiers. The Jiuli tribe's assassination of Ji Huazhen completely fails. Leaving behind three corpses, he retreated in a row. With the help of his familiarity with the terrain, he turned left and right to escape from the Qingchuan army's pursuit.

Ji Huazhen took Yue Mingxi's hand and looked it up and down, his voice full of anxiety: "Xi'er, have you ever been injured?" Yue Mingxi shook his head and said, "I'm fine." Zhen couldn't take care of it anymore, and wrapped her arms around Yue Mingxi's slender waist, resting her head on Yue Mingxi's shoulder, but she came back to her senses in an instant, and immediately left Yue Mingxi's clinging embrace, holding Yue Mingxi's hand Guarded by many soldiers.

Dong Xueji is concerned about Yue Mingxi's safety and does not love to fight. Standing beside Yue Mingxi at this moment, he happened to see the fragility and gaffe in Ji Huazhen's eyes for a moment, and his eyes were thoughtful.

In the first confrontation, the Jiuli tribe could not steal a lot of rice. Except for a few generals who were slightly injured, the Qingchuan army was almost unharmed. A young master, the morale of the Qingchuan army was once again high.

After passing by the Jiuli barbarians on the way, it happened just after noon when passing through the forest. The Jiuli Mountains stretched magnificently, and the miasma rising above the mountains could not even reach the sunlight. Ji Huazhen looked from afar, frowning tightly, The most terrifying thing about the Jiuli people is not the Jiuli people, but the poisonous miasma in the mountains. If one is not careful, they will return home like Ji Moyi.

Entering the Jiuli Mountains, the hot and humid air rushes in. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers walk in the mountains, gathering densely, wearing wet face towels on their mouths and noses to prevent miasma from entering the nose. It happened to be spring when Ji Moyi came here, and the season when the miasma was most severe, but now that it's summer, the miasma has dissipated a lot.

Broken leaves, lake grass, and soil floating on the swamp can be seen everywhere. Ji Huazhen ordered Ning You to lead ten green rank masters to explore the way ahead with fluorescent powder in their hands. Bitten by poisonous insects, or fell into the swamp, the fellow soldiers had no choice but to see their brothers who fought side by side die before their eyes.

Along the way, there were news of casualties of soldiers from time to time. Hundreds of soldiers had never fought against the Jiuli tribe, and hundreds of soldiers have been buried forever in this mountain range. Okay, at the end of the miasma is the Jiuli tribe. The valley stands tall at the exit, and huge rocks are piled up in the valley. The barbarian men are dark-skinned and dressed in linen clothes. Their bodies are as strong as refined iron.

The barbarians with spiritual strength have long been hidden in the gaps, waiting to be killed and become benevolent. The assassination of the Qingchuan army commander in the forest failed. They all vowed to live and die with the Jiuli tribe. The young chief Chi You's upper body was tattooed like a cow's head, his fingers flickered with cold light and his long sword pointed at the sky: "The sky has no eyes! Destroy me Jiuli! Why should we, the Jiuli people, be afraid of death! Anyone who invades our Jiuli tribe will never return!"

The valley is narrow and can only accommodate three people side by side. The leader Ning You and the right general Jiang Hu sprang out from the valley with long knives to face the two blue-rank masters of the Jiuli tribe. Boulders fell like raindrops, and the corpses of the Qingchuan army piled up in the blood stream at the mouth of the valley. Ruhe was unable to enter the Jiuli tribe for a while, and the soldiers who entered first were also robbed and killed by the Jiuli barbarians.

Whenever he wanted to drag back the corpses of those fallen soldiers and attack a road, more and more soldiers died in Taniguchi, Ji Huazhen had no choice but to order all the masters above the Qing rank to attack Taniguchi together, The corpses were scattered horizontally, the left general, Long Xiao, and Ji Huazhen's hidden guard, Muxu, stepped into the void to help each other, and their spiritual power soared into the sky all of a sudden.

Dark Passage Totem

The Jiuli tribe has become a broken root and wall, and the soil under their feet is stained red with blood.