No, just one earth slope and hundreds of military generals can stop Lin Qian?

The village wall was crowded with people, and he thought he could hold it, but he didn't know that the village wall was under his hatred knife.

The little King Cao underestimated the enemy the most, turned the risk into a barrage, felt relieved, and thanked Pu Xianwannu's subordinates on the spot, especially an ugly person who was still lowering his head and huddled deep in the crowd: "Thank you for your help! If this hero had not taken the action, Baili Piaoyun would not have died suddenly! Reward him for his daughter! He was promoted to the third (harmony) level!"

When Wanyan Junjian said this loudly, he did not forget to push the man to the most conspicuous position under the fire. He was sincerely grateful to this person, and wanted to promote this person and set this person as an example for the entire army, and also wanted to hold a grudge against the city. It was this person who injured you, Baili Young Master, not me. If Baili Piaoyun dies, don’t rely on me!

The word "sudden death" was used to exaggerate the words to attack the Song army's heart. When the Song army heard this, it was indeed turbulent in a corner: "Young master..."

"A few pieces of skin will kill you suddenly." Lin Qian frowned.

He can stabilize the morale of the army with just one word, so why frown? Because the "heroic man" mentioned by Xiao Cao is really familiar, because Lin Qian had just seen the wound on Piaoyun's abdomen as if it was caused by a flying halberd rather than an arrow!

The more you identify it, the clearer it becomes. The answer is about to come out, and that is...

"Jiang Xingyan!" Everyone was watching, and there were always one or two people who could see the clues after watching for a long time. Once the Song army cried out, the morale turmoil began to arise again.

"The lord said that there are too many misunderstandings. We have to wait for Jiang Xingyan to come back to ask clearly." Yang Songxian quickly spoke up to comfort him. His influence in the Shandong army was far greater than that of Baili Piaoyun.

"Jiang Xingyan, I will think you are a hostage taken by them. Please jump off and I will follow you." Lin Qian saw that there was a certain distance between Jiang Xingyan and the Jin army, but there was no way back to the Song army, so he stretched out his hand without thinking. There was no way? I'll give it to you.

"..." Faced with such a lord, Jiang Xingyan felt that the mess behind him was completely wiped out, and he wanted to jump off the wall of the village immediately.

But at that moment, I saw that there was still a road ahead of my lord... Jiang Xingyan hesitated for a while, and said, "Jiang Xingyan led the thieves into Ju, and it would not be enough to calm his anger if he didn't execute him." This lord's father was one of the seven old leaders of the Daodao Valley and his father-in-law was also the lord's most trusted General Zhicheng. This lord has no achievements in fighting for many years, but he is so close to his lord. Who knows whether he will slander his lord in the future... But I have Piaoyun, Piaoyun is...

After slowing down, I realized that I had read it wrong. The man was not Lu Cheng, and Lin Qian did not lead the way...

However, in this breath, Lin Qian's three sounds were counted, and Jiang Xingyan missed Lin Qian's kindness. Although it should be embarrassing to change someone's voice and laughter and silence, Lin Qian was Lin Qian. When he didn't get a response, the whole Jin Song Dynasty followed him with palpitations, fearing that he would bleed thousands of miles in anger.

What will the lord think at this moment? Disappointment, rotten wood cannot be carved, mud cannot be supported on the wall? Or, confused, Jiang Xingyan is really not trustworthy? Or, angry, Jiang Xingyan does not know the kindness of good people... "Lin Qian..." Jiang Xingyan was in a disadvantage and dared not look at Lin Qian again, so he cruelly avoided looking at him, "Didn't your useless Thirteen Wings tell you? Jiang Xingyan, huh, he has long died in Ju County. Before his death, Jiang Xingyan asked them to bring you a word, 'If you can live again, today's humiliation will be repaid!"

The Song army was uproar because of his murderous intent that seamlessly connected with the words of Xiao Cao, and it revealed a real relationship between the master and minister!

"Lin Qian, what do you want to ask, please ask clearly here! No misunderstanding, you have no misunderstanding, I admit any charges for me! I saved this little King Cao on purpose today, and I have reduced the gold medal..." Jiang Xingyan was still stubborn, inferior and self-pity, and was completely unsure of his mentality.

Lin Qian smiled: "When he was in the Jin camp, he had no sense of belonging at all, and he still felt so deeply guilty about Song Mengcun. It would be better to jump back and conquer the crime quickly and say less nonsense." Lin Qian understood that this was a temporary angry word, but the Song army could not understand Jiang Xingyan. In order to show the most universal justice, he had to talk less nonsense with Jiang Xingyan.

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Good fortune is so good that in the gap between these few nonsense, white smoke suddenly popped up beside the village wall, especially at night.

Lin Qian is closest. In fact, he was already among the tense enemies... He was calm and unstoppable. He thought that the Jin army wanted to release poison to force him to move. At this moment, in order to wait for Xingyan to leave together, he certainly could not move. The sword in his hand was both offensive and defensive, but suddenly he realized that this was not an ordinary type of poison, this was a kind of poison that had never been seen before, nor was it a person... Cold poison?!

"Lin Bandit, if you don't retreat, you will release them all! Die together!" Someone climbed to a higher place than Jiang Xingyan, jumped wildly while holding his hands poisoned, and shouting hysterically.

"The pseudo-Tang Sect was really taken away by the Kui Palace, which is a sin..." Lin Qian looked at the thousand swords and knew that the poison might be average in coldness, but the side effects of spreading were extremely great. These people... these dogs are not as kind as those who excavated their Cao Palace. Anyone who ran out... Lin Qian, a citizen of a hundred miles around, suddenly did not notify a household because he came.

"Forget it, withdraw the troops." After suffering from the lack of preparation in the early stage, this opportunistic battle was not won. Lin Qian ordered Yang Songxian to lead the troops to retreat first. During the process, he did not forget to scare the fake Tang Sect and pretended to give orders to Yang Songxian and said, "While retreating, blowing the wind backwards, blowing the cold poison back into this mountain village."

He was really brave and afraid of shooting himself in the foot with poison and stones. However, there were still powerful figures in the pseudo-Tang Sect, who instantly exposed Lin Qian's harsh and timid appearance: "Who are you scaring!" "I have never seen a wind that can drive cold poison."

The Song army had retreated, but Lin Qian did not leave. It was not only an ultimatum to Jiang Xingyan through actions, but also a knife of hatred that inspired the vast wind, carrying all things to swing up, and suddenly rushed backwards, and the storm was like a rainstorm... What was terrible is that all this happened silently!

The sky was clear, and the people who were talking on the city wall felt that they were slapped in the face. When they reached out, they were all the venom they had just sprinkled out... They were completely gone in an instant, and there was no antidote for this poison...

Lin Qian's move not only shut up their mouths, but also warned them: Are you looking for survival? Just be a deterrent weapon, don't let them go!

After this knife was hit, Xing Yan misunderstood even more that this was Duan Yi. He was silent with tears in his eyes, jumped from the village wall to the opposite side, and did not look back.

"Is there a trick in this kid?" Lin Qian didn't expect that Jiang Xingyan would not leave yet, so she was too disappointed. She could only leave for the time being and chased Song Xian.

The Jin army dared to chase after him, and suddenly the whirlpool bombarded the wall indiscriminately. The entire village wall felt like it was destroyed, as if it was the momentum of the knife just now. Those who didn't know thought Lin Qian ignited the knife of Hehen and threw it in as gunpowder bullets. With a bang, the Jin soldiers in the stronghold were all busy saving themselves, and their combat power was gone... The formation was in chaos, and they were still scared when they met the rescuers: "I don't know what kind of knife technique it is!" Fan Dianchen and Zhang Shusheng looked at each other: That knife should be "another world and no world."

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After this battle, Lin Qian wanted to send a message to Hu Nongyu and Yinzi immediately: It is urgent to take down the poison position first. This is also a variable that I never thought of—

There are many sects of poison use, and the pseudo-Tang Sect is not better than any one, but they are eager to achieve success under the leadership of Tang Xiaojiang. This may be because they did use Lin Sixue's virgin blood to debug the "cold fire poison" but were ordered to be destroyed by King Cao. It was a flash in the pan and it was difficult to copy it. It is inevitable that the more you think about it, the more you go to the wrong path and ignore human lives... Since you are unscrupulous, the more you do the experiment, it will definitely progress faster than other families. In this way, the pseudo-Tang Sect is very similar to the Fengqing Sect and the Shadowless Sect, which is very similar to Cheng Lingxiao. Perhaps it will overtake the national hatred and family hatred of the Jin and Song Dynasties, and become the biggest disaster that endangers the people of the world.
Chapter completed!