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Chapter 1201 Thirteen Ghost Generals

How could Bai Xinqing not understand that this was just a trick, and it would only make people laugh in vain. Bai Xinqing's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly said: "Young girl is ignorant, please forgive me, general."

The handsome soldier waved his hand and sighed: "You don't have to be so afraid of me. If the soldiers in the camp save you, you won't ignore it. We are both Dagan people. There is no difference between you and me. Don't worry for now. There will be someone tomorrow."

Escort you out of here."

In Bai Xinqing's stunned eyes, the handsome soldier stood up and shouted: "Here comes."

I saw two generals running over in a hurry, clasping their fists and saluting: "General."

"Make some tents for these captured people to live in, and find some cleaner clothes. We can wear them ourselves. The smell is really not flattering. In addition, we send orders to General Gui and General Ying.

Tomorrow, the two of them will lead their battalion officers to escort the people to avoid this place. They will first go to Yangguan Prefecture and let the prefecture and county yamen settle down properly for the time being, and then return to their hometowns after the war subsides. Also, each person will pay two taels of silver as a payment."

The handsome soldier paused, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Three or two."

"I will obey the order," the two generals said in unison.

"Miss Bai, there may be explosions at night. It's okay. Just rest assured. As long as we are still here, we will not let you suffer any more disasters."

Looking at the handsome general He Shanzhong with a shy smile, Bai Xinqing and Bai Xinqing's minds went blank. They did not expect that this casual and easy-going general was actually a general. Although the two women knew little about the military camp, they could be called

You may be able to find some generals, but there will never be another named general in a battalion.

The handsome soldier chuckled lightly, picked up the long box next to him and carried it on his back. He held a gun in one hand and collected the dishes after eating with the other hand, and walked towards the side of the camp. It was not very eye-catching. If no one called out, he would be there.

No one could have imagined that such a person could be a great general.

"You two girls, after eating, take a rest early and don't go out of the camp at night." The two soldiers said very kindly.

"General, I don't know if I should ask..."

The soldier on the left smiled bitterly and said: "I know what you want to ask, don't ask, go back and rest, you will naturally know in the future."

The soldier on the right turned back and glanced at the back of the handsome soldier who was getting away, and said in a deep voice: "The people do not regard the military as suffering. This is the general's warning. When one day we avenge the tragic death of the Dagan people, that

Let’s ask the general his name later.”

Bai Xinqing and Bai Xinqing had mixed feelings and were speechless for a long time, so they had to go back to the camp. The sky was getting darker and the sun was setting quickly. They seemed not to want to see the Makino military camp that was riddled with holes. The remaining smoke had not cleared up yet.

, mountains of corpses are still piled outside the camp, and the corpses of the soldiers who died in Dagan have been collected. How can we not let our brothers live in peace after death? They choose a place with better feng shui to bury them, but there are not many ashes.

, who knows whether he will be alive next moment. As for the corpse of General Caohai, he just dug a big hole and buried it at night. If it had been General Dagan, I'm afraid General Caohai might not be so kind. It's getting cold.

Some, the corpses did not rot as fast as in midsummer, and the smell of blood was very strong, but the stench of the corpses was better. However, there were still a lot of flies, vultures, and they circled around the mountain of corpses and could not be driven away.

The surviving Dagan people in the camp spent the night in fear, grievance and misery. In the first half of the night, they were on tenterhooks and restless, and no one dared to close their eyes. Fortunately, there were two soldiers keeping vigil at the entrance of each camp.

The taxi driver was chatting, although it was boring, but the sound of talking gradually made the people in the tent feel at ease.

In the second half of the night, the girls were unbearably sleepy. Not long after they closed their eyes, they were awakened by the sound of fighting coming from the camp. They were all silent, and there were many praying to gods and Buddhas. They only hoped that God would be merciful and allow everyone to escape the disaster. Still.

Several people prayed to God to send down magical warriors who would possess the Dagan soldiers to kill the enemy. There were all kinds of wishes and begging for mercy, which made people feel funny but also helpless and sad after listening to them.

The shouts of death came and went as quickly as they came. After a while, the noise and noise suddenly seemed to disappear out of thin air. The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. The women in the tent were all shivering, not knowing what was going on outside, but they didn't know what was going on outside.

If those brave women dared to go out to investigate, they would run to the edge of the tent and open a small gap to look outside. It was pitch black outside the tent, nothing could be seen or heard, and the sinister feeling was extremely penetrating.

After a long time, just when all the women were about to go crazy with fright, the voices of the guards came again from outside the tent. They were still so casual, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Although these women had 120,000 doubts in their minds, there were people keeping vigil outside the tent, which at least meant that the camp had not been taken back by the Caohai thieves, and it was still safe for now.

After finally staying up until dawn, I came out of the camp and saw exclamations one after another. The girls looked at the place where they were with their eyes wide open. They rubbed their eyes in disbelief, almost thinking they were in a dream. Except for the people behind them who came out.

In the camp, what the women could see in front of them was nothing but two Dagan cavalrymen. The countless tents and mountains of corpses in the Cao Haijun camp that were still there yesterday were gone, disappearing without a trace.

It's like it never existed.

Just when the girls were stunned and lost their minds, two generals came on horseback. After a quick glance around, a young general with great heroic spirit asked in a deep voice: "How many people are there?"

"In response to the general, there are a total of 2,712 people."

"Okay, prepare three taels of silver for each of them, and leave in a short time for Yangguan Mansion."

"At the end of the day, you will obey your orders." The officers and soldiers followed orders and acted in an orderly manner.

The two generals gathered together and talked, but did not see the awe and fear in the eyes of the Dagan people behind them. After arriving at Yangguan Mansion, a legend spread in Yeliang Prefecture that the Caohai camp disappeared overnight, and there were

Those Dagan soldiers who looked like ghosts and gods seemed to be celestial soldiers and ghost generals borrowed from places that did not belong to this world. For a time, the legend of the Thirteen Ghost Generals began to spread south of Jianbei City.

With the ghost soldiers borrowed from the underworld, he can travel thousands of miles by day and thousands of miles by night, seeking orders from sea and sea enemies everywhere, and he will be invincible in battles and conquered in every attack.

Rumors spread like wildfire. During the war, people were displaced. These rumors seemed to have wings. They could be heard not only in Yeliang Prefecture, Yinzhou, Qinzhou, but also in Zhuozhou on the other side of the Kunjiang River.

Li Luo, one of the thirteen ghost generals, didn't know that he now had a new name. That night, the remnants of Caohai's army came back as expected, playing into the hands of the Dagan generals.

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