The howling sound of the night wind suddenly became long and sharp, just like the wild foxes in the mountains singing under the moon, but people were filled with sadness.
In the lobby of the Shancheng Military Office, Yu Rong suddenly couldn't laugh.
Shortly after the outbreak of the Shuoyue Island War, Dongyizhou did not receive any local war reports. Not only did the Yuque Palace, the highest institution of the Jiuyou Kingdom, deliberately blocked the war reports for the sake of calming people's hearts, but also because of the Shuoyue.
The island was surrounded by the Fengdu army soon afterwards.
For a period of time, Shuoyue Island became a real isolated island on the sea, closed in the vast sea of Ming. Except for the fungus on the island who could send the battle situation to the express report department in Yuque City, no news on the island was known to other places.
This battle report is naturally impossible to be sent to Dongyizhou as soon as possible.
The news blocked for a while, which made Zuo Fan know nothing today, and was even more worried when he saw the silk book written by the ghost mother.
His home is on Shuoyue Island. With years of combat experience, Zuo Fan inferred that if even the cavalry on the island had to be rebuilt, it would be possible that this battle on Shuoyue Island would be so tragic.
Thinking of this, Zuo Fan was even more worried and anxious. For a moment, he felt a little chest tightness, and a suffocation filled his entire chest, making him even more anxious.
"Don't worry, your family has been transferred out of the island before the war. Before the war, ** issued a death order. All women, children, young and old, and the families of Jiuyou Army who were fighting outside must be transferred out without leaving any one before the war.
"Yu Rong, who answered the question, turned around and walked towards Shuai Chou.
After a while, he searched on the table for a while and pulled out three or five letters that had never been opened, and turned his body to Zuo Fan and said, "This is the letter from your wife to you, this morning.
I sent it with other ghost soldiers’ letters.”
Zuo Fan, who had received the letter, opened it open in a panic and looked at it.
"Recently, most ships in Yunmeng and Xuanyan continents have been busy allocating supplies and supplies, so it is difficult for this family to travel across the ocean to Dongyi continent." Yu Rong, who was standing next to him, was also very busy.
Added to it.
After carefully looking at the letters from home, Zuo Fan naturally recognized the handwriting and writing habits on the letters, which were all written by his wife, and then he felt relieved.
The worry that overflowed from his eyes to his face only faded a little bit, and the rest was still worried that it would be another tragic victory on Shuoyue Island?
Just like Chongshan Pass back then, victory is victory, but the pass is broken, corpses are everywhere and blood is stained with the setting sun?
"The battle on Shuoyue Island is over, but the garrison troops deployed on the island before the war have suffered heavy losses." Yu Rong, who only knew the situation of the battle today, saw Zuo Fan throwing inquiring eyes at him, sighed and said
: "When reinforcements arrived, there were only dozens of ghost soldiers left in Shuoyue Island, guarding Xiaoyu Mountain City and Yuren Village."
As he spoke, Yu Rong became sad.
Although their relatives did not die, the large number of soldiers who died in battle on Shuoyue Island could no longer see the future and tomorrow. They were lying on the cold land forever.
The soldiers who died were also comrades of Zuo Fan and Yu Rong. Many of them were comrades who fought side by side with these two ghosts when Jiuyou Kingdom had only a small island on Shuoyue Island.
Just one battle, and it was all gone in one battle. How could Yu Rong and Zuo Fan not make their eyes red and their noses turn red for a few times to control their sobs; but the ghost heart in their chest still twitched constantly
.
"You should consider rebuilding the Air Force on Shuoyue Island now." Yu Rong, after a while, suppressed his sorrow in his heart, tried to speak in a gentle tone, and said to Zuo Fan: "Then over there
It's a mess now, and there's a long way to go."
Zuo Fan pointed his head and asked again: "How can I go back? When will I set off?"
This time he was not worried so much, but asked anxiously, as if he wanted to fly back immediately.
This piece of silk book is not clearly written, but I just asked Zuo Fan to go to Shuoyue Island to take up his post as soon as possible, so I had to ask.
"Tomorrow morning, a fleet of ships set out in the port outside the city to transport some of the materials mobilized by Dongyizhou and go to Shuoyue Island to provide assistance. You can just return to Shuoyue Island with the fleet at that time." Yu Rong seemed to have prepared and considered it, and immediately did not think about it.
He said: "Pack tonight, set off tomorrow morning. We can't tell you where you are going, we can only tell your subordinates that you are transferred by order."
"Okay." Zuo Fan nodded again and responded...
The wind and sand in the central and southern part of the Yellow Springs rolled up again, and the world was dim.
The scattered gravels and yellow spring iron trees scattered in the wilderness are towering in the wind and sand. Only the skeletons on the leafless iron branches are shaking in the wind. Sometimes, they can't help but fall from the tree with strong wind.
Rolling away in the rising wind and sand.
However, in the valley of the Huangquan Holy Land without the invasion of yellow sand storms, there was a breeze. The sky above was blue, and a little white clouds slowly flew, changing endlessly with the wind.
One by one, one by one, one by one, the ghost soldiers with neatly arranged mended men are scattered in the fortresses and towers in the valley, and in the houses. There are several patrols composed of mountain spirit ghost soldiers, constantly in the entire valley.
Patrols from all over the country.
The vigilance in the holy land is more severe than before.
The son of the god Xiao Shizhu was in the valley, and the Queen of Huangquan had to strengthen her vigilance, so that the garrisons in the entire valley were ready.
Xiao Shizhu left the army at the entrance of the valley, and only brought his followers into the Huangquan, as well as Xunxiang and Heihou, boarded the carriage prepared by the Queen of Huangquan and headed towards the valley lake in the valley.
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But the wind and sand rose again, and the sandstorm rolled from afar with the roaring storm. Soon, the yellow sand flew all over the sky, and the army left at the entrance of the valley was also allowed to enter the valley to shelter. But the Queen of Yellow Spring quietly gave the order, allowing them to be at the entrance of the valley.
Stay nearby.
Xiao Shizhu, who didn't know all this, sat on the carriage and listened to the sound of the wheels rolling, picked up a few white cardamoms from the fruit plate offered by the maid, put them in his mouth and chewed them.
He had nothing to say until he got off the bus by the lake in the valley, and Xiao Shizhu met the Queen of Huangquan again, and asked: "Where are you planning to let me take a bath?"
"The mountain is ready, so don't worry about the Son of God." Queen Huangquan said, then led you to board the ship and headed towards the island in the middle of the lake.
When they arrived on the island and the mountains, they were all ready. Xiao Shizhu and the others went to bathe separately, washed away the dust on their bodies, and led the maids to the palace of Queen Huangquan.
This palace surrounded by bamboo shadows is decorated with lights and red and green. Musicians lined up on both sides of the road outside the palace gate, constantly whisking and posing to create a festive music.
The music was deafening and resounding throughout the world, shocking the birds flying from the green bamboo forest around them, disappearing without a trace. Instead, there was no serenity of the past, but there was a little more noisy.
Xiao Shizhu brought the ghosts into the small building surrounded by Qiongxiang and colorful mist, and saw that a banquet had been set up.
There are millions of strange flowers in the building, and colorful coral stones stand among the strange flowers. One leaf is at the end of the stem; two leaves are half-stalked and dance grass wrapped around it, twisting slightly with the music floating in the building.
Dancing like a dancer. The Queen of the Yellow Springs set up a table and a table among the flowers.
Every table is full of delicious delicacies and fresh fruits. There are Yunzhi boiled dragon heart liver and sparrow taro stewed phoenix gall marrow, Polygonatum steamed bear paw and ape lips. There are also fairy apricot and vermilion red ruddy ruddy, four
The five-inch-long purple Zhongsi dates and five-color melons can only be seen in the underworld and in the underworld.
The guest and the host were in their seats, and the Queen of Huangquan was still sitting in the middle. Xiao Shizhu and his group of ghosts sat down on the left and right sides in front of her.
Apart from a few of them, there were only maids serving the people and pouring wine and serving tea.
The musicians who were playing and playing were still playing cheerful and festive music. The Queen of the Yellow Springs in the building had already raised the wine and was almost overflowing. The wine-jue-like face decorated with exquisite clouds and thunder patterns was Xiao Shizhu: "First
I wish you the Son of God. I wish you to calm the war and bring peace and stability for the people of Huangquan to eliminate the war. From then on, the five sides of Huangquan will usher in unification in the near future. The main achievements of this battle are naturally not
None of your Son of God."
She toasted, and Xiao Shizhu, who had just picked up the chopsticks from the chopsticks pillow, was polite and didn't bother to eat a bite of hot dishes. She had to put down the chopsticks. At the same time, she also picked up her own wine and listened to Huang Quan.
The Queen's long speech.
The wine in the wine is as clear as water and the fragrance is everywhere. Only by taking a slight sip can most ghosts be dizzy immediately, as if they are in a fog in an instant.
But for Xiao Shizhu and others who possess magical skills, alcohol cannot intoxicate people.
They can skillfully control the movement of ghost energy in their bodies and disperse and dissolve the alcoholic smell in their bodies.
No matter how mellow and strong the wine was, Xiao Shizhu and the others did not have any symptoms of being on the head. But Xiao Shizhu held the wine, and frowned over time, thinking that the Queen of the Yellow Spring was a little verbose.
"I will toast you for all the ghosts of the Yellow Springs." After saying this for a while, the Queen of the Yellow Springs who ended up with this sentence raised her hand and raised her head, and drank the wine that had already been handed to her lips.
And it's all.
Xiao Shizhu smiled and nodded and thanked him, and drank all the wine in his wine. But none of his subordinates drank, and the black monkey did not drink, only ate meat. The meat on his table,
He was stormed by the wind and the clouds were left with only empty dishes left.
On the other side, Xiao Shizhu's wine entered his throat and suddenly felt like it was burning in his throat. The scorching feeling penetrated his entire throat up and down, and then quickly penetrated into his heart, liver, spleen and lungs.
This kind of strong wine, which is not astringent, is stronger than the Longnao wine and Qianli wine in the underworld, but it is even more fragrant than any wine in the underworld.
"This nectar and golden liquid can definitely make him dismount." Xiao Shizhu, who was drinking happily, raised his hand and wiped the wine dripping from the stubble on the corner of his mouth, sighed: "Good wine, good wine!"
As he spoke, Xiao Shizhu was already hot all over. This was so intense that his forehead and cheeks were slightly red and hot.
"Dare you ask Queen Huangquan, what is the name of such a good spirit?" After a pause, Xiao Shizhu put down the Tongjiu Jue and asked Queen Huangquan: "I also drank a lot of ancient gods in the underworld. I left behind him.
And the good wine he made later. But he has never drunk your wine."
"This is the strong wine that we all wooed to make by ourselves. We can only use the jade grain in the yellow spring to make this wine." After asking the maid to pour wine, the queen said again: "So the underworld is
In the mansion, there was naturally no such wine in the past. But if you can bring the jade grain back, there will be such wine in the future."
As soon as these words were spoken, although Xiao Shizhu and the national teacher Yingying's expressions were still the same and there was no change, these two smart ghosts smelled the surging tide at the banquet.