The 'crash' was still going on, and in a short time, most of the three thousand people fell. The more people in front fell, the less the push force of the 'Shizhu' charge behind them was. At this moment, all those who survived behind were
The wolf soldiers in the formation could barely hear the panic calls of their companions at the edge of the deep rift valley, and they all desperately raised their reins to stop.
But war horses are beasts. No matter how well they are trained on weekdays, it is not possible to stand still when sprinting. For a moment, the edge of the rift valley became a mess, and the falling momentum of the leader was much slower. However, due to the chaos and crowding,
Still, people kept falling while screaming.
At this moment, another blood feast began without any surprise... The sea of flowers in the Rift Valley suddenly started to 'ripple', and thousands of flowers swayed and made a loud noise, and soon a horrified roar suddenly sounded from the bottom of the valley.
Given the depth of the rift valley, those who fell would be unlucky. However, if only about two thousand people, including men and horses, filled it in a dense formation, the people in front would definitely die.
The corpses of his colleagues were laid out on a meat mat, which greatly cushioned the force of the fall, so some people would still survive.
You can't fall to death, but you still have to die.
So many people fell to pieces with their flesh and blood flying everywhere. You can imagine the smell of blood below. The strange fish at the bottom of the valley have an extremely sensitive sense of smell. They were disturbed by Song Yang and others not long ago. Now they are still restless and smell the smell.
There's no reason not to go to a banquet with the smell of blood.
The night sky was stuffy, there was no wind around, but the turmoil in the sea of flowers seemed like another storm was sweeping past! No one on the ground could see it, but Luo Guan and his party knew what was happening in Zhongzheng below.
On both sides of the rift valley, the fugitives were sneering, and the remaining wolves were in chaos; deep in the rift valley, there was a gluttonous feast for the monsters. As if that was not chaotic enough, at this time, the eagles in the sky began to make noise again, and then only
Hearing the trumpet blowing loudly from the south, the thunderous sound of horse hooves and the clouds of dust covering the sky, new pursuers arrived.
There were more than one group of dog soldiers chasing the Nanli envoy. They started out in different orders and arrived at different times. The second group of pursuers was also a large group and they had already entered the sea of flowers.
There are still many people who survived the first group of pursuers. Although it is still in chaos, everyone knows that it is impossible for them all to fall, and the second group of pursuers will not make the same mistake again.
However, the two sides are separated by a huge rift valley. Especially since the rift valley is hidden in the sea of flowers, it is impossible to see where its boundary is. Even if the new wolf soldiers arrive, they will not be able to kill them for a while.
Qi Shang turned to look at Luo Guan: "Master Luo, what should I do?"
Luo Guan calmed down and pointed at Song Yang: "He said he wanted to practice his power for a long time, and we will leave when he wakes up."
No one had any objections. More than an hour had passed since the poisonous eggs were dug out. During this period, many people had slept for a while and had recovered a lot. Even if the dog soldiers could cross the rift immediately, they would be sure to start running again.
After widening the distance between the two parties, it doesn't hurt to wait for Song Yang for a while, not to mention that everyone still wants to see if anyone will fall down again.
After a while, the first group of surviving wolf soldiers finally stopped the chaos. Each of them looked complicated, panicked, depressed, angry, helpless... standing on the edge of the rift valley, at a loss. This loss was too big, and it was coming.
So far, they still can't figure it out, how is it possible? The flowers are obviously about the same height.
Someone finally came to his senses. The corps leader was dead but there were other officers. He ordered the wolf soldiers to reorganize their ranks, temporarily turned their horses and retreated to join the team that had just arrived.
After the dust subsided slightly and the two teams of troops merged, the Quanrong people stopped their march and were obviously discussing countermeasures. Although Qi Shang knew that the Quanrong people could not be stupid enough to jump into a trap knowing that it was a pit, they stopped when they saw it.
When I got down, I still felt a bit regretful.
Qi Shang reached out and patted Xiao Gu on the shoulder: "Call me a grassland curse, the most unpleasant kind."
Xiao Gu opened his mouth and said more than a dozen syllables of Ulu Ulu. Qi Shang was quite surprised: "So long? What do you mean?"
"Pigs riding pigs to fight are stronger than you." Xiao Gu translated it. Qi Shang was disappointed: "That's it? This is the most unpleasant thing to hear? There's no such thing as a fool, it's dirty, irritating and powerful at the same time.
?”
Xiao Gu shook his head: "There is no such thing on the grassland. What I just said is the most insulting thing to Wolf Rider."
The people's sentiments were like this, so Qi Shang didn't force it. He took a deep breath, penetrated his inner strength into his voice, exhaled and let out a loud voice, and cursed Xiao Gugang's words, "A pig riding a pig is better than you".
Xiao Gu was filled with admiration. Qi Shang learned a string of more than a dozen pronunciations of the prairie dialect after speaking it once, and it was flawless... Boss Qi was extremely talented in such things as 'speaking'.
The top-grade warrior had a strong inner breath. Qi Shang shouted and cursed in the sea of flowers, but there was no response from the other party. After Qi Shang cursed twice more, he smiled happily.
After another cup of tea, there was finally action on the other side. Following the strange rhythm of the horn, dozens of fast horses rushed out of the team and immediately dispersed sideways... There was nothing new. The method of the prairie barbarians was to temporarily suspend the team.
March forward and send scout horses to explore the edge of the rift to see if you can get around it.
At this time, Song Yang finished looking inside and opened his eyes. He jumped up and stretched his neck to look to the opposite side. His tone gradually became regretful: "It's over. It happened so quickly. I didn't even see it."
Xie Zizhuo frowned and asked him softly: "Are you okay?"
"Nothing's wrong, I just got angry recently." Song Yang smiled and shook his head: "How many times did the barbarian fall to death?"
"One thousand, seven hundred and forty-four." Xie Zizhuo's answer was accurate. Before Song Yang could be surprised, she laughed: "I'm talking nonsense. There must be one thousand and fifty, and two thousand should be less than
.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Shang laughed loudly: "One thousand, seven hundred and forty-five!"
A horse explorer on the opposite side accidentally fell down while exploring the edge of the rift valley.
Song Yang was as happy as anything, his brows were filled with joy, and he shouted repeatedly: "1746, 1746!"
Others were still a little puzzled. The porcelain doll casually reported the number, and then another one fell down from the opposite side. Qi Shang added 1,744 to 1,745. Now Song Yang has added one more. Chang Chunhou’s addition does not make sense...
...Coincidentally, before Song Yang shouted twice, there was another exclamation from the opposite side, and another Tanma fell down.
In the middle of the night, the sea of flowers is too confusing, and the rift valley is not a regular straight line. The edges are jagged. It is easy to explore clearly. It is not surprising that a few scouts fell to death during the exploration.
However, with the realization of '1746', everyone understood what Song Yang meant. When he shouted '1747' the next moment, Song Yang was not the only one, Ai Guo, Qi Shang, Xiaowan Xiao
Gu, these good people, all let go of their voices and cheered each other on.
Sure enough, when the seventh call was made, 1747 fell down, and the fugitives all burst into cheers.
Ayiguo was overjoyed and wanted to shout "1748" again, but Song Yang stopped talking and just played for a while. He turned to Luo Guan and said, "Is it time to go?"
He originally planned to withdraw when Song Yang got up. Luo Guan nodded, but did not move his feet in a hurry. Instead, he said with a half-smile: "The old woman Mu En in the mountains said that you have no color, I think
She's quite right. I've actually escaped for my life twice in my life."
On September 8th, there was a big riot in Jingcheng, and his identity as an envoy of Nanli was revealed on the grassland. Song Yang understood immediately: "You are still with me... It seems that I am unlucky."
Luo Guan said with a smile: "I'll think of a way to break the bad luck for you. I can't let you be so unlucky all the time. It doesn't matter if you cause trouble to others. The key is that you are always in trouble yourself. It's too worrying."
As a joke, Luo Guan changed the subject and lowered his voice so low that only Song Yang could hear: "Can you still fight?"
He didn't ask how his condition was, he only asked if he could fight again... Maybe Luo Guan felt that he couldn't help with the treatment, so there was no need to ask nonsense, but the escape had just begun, and the Grand Master needed to understand the combat power of his companions.
Be aware of it.
Song Yang was still smiling: "At least it's okay to walk out of the grassland, don't worry. Besides, we can't go to the Uighurs. We will return to Han territory immediately after getting rid of the wolf soldiers. And... after returning to Nanli, I would like to ask for your help and company.
Let me go to southern Xinjiang together."
"You have the final say, I have no problem." Luo Guan nodded.
The Grand Master didn't ask any more questions, but Song Yang didn't hide anything from him, and continued in a low voice: "I just looked inside and saw that something was very wrong. The five internal organs and meridians were damaged, especially the three main meridians were severely damaged..."
The self-examination after death sleep revealed that a hidden disease broke out without warning, and there was no way to trace the root cause.
However, Song Yang probably had a guess. Maybe the blood refining technique had some side effects that even his uncle was not aware of; maybe Chen Hui did something bad with good intentions and helped him break through the three levels, which caused a backlash... The former is a thaumaturgy in the world.
It was also the first time for You Li to perform it, so he couldn't control it properly; the latter was simply a heretical 'evil spell', which was originally a way to quench thirst by drinking poison.
As he spoke, Song Yang let out a long sigh and shook his head: "The most troublesome thing is that I can't find a cure... The hidden disease will continue to recur, and the internal injuries will definitely worsen, but I am helpless. If this continues, maybe it will
Dead man’s.”
Luo Guan's tone was light and airy: "That's why I'm looking for Hu Hu. Don't worry, her medical skills are far better than yours. With her, you'll have nothing to worry about."
Song Yang smiled and asked Luo Guan: "Don't tell anyone about this first."
The only hope of recovery lies in Amber. Telling his companions is of no use except to make them worry more. As for Luo Guan, Song Yang estimates that his body will not be able to support himself when he goes from Yanziping to Southern Xinjiang.
Traveling far alone, he needed help from someone, and the Grand Master was undoubtedly the best choice, so he didn't hide it from him.
Song Yang had just thought clearly. According to his own judgment, with his current body, he could still hold on for a few more months. After returning to Nali, he would go to Yanziping first to see them again, and then set off for Southern Xinjiang to find them.
amber.
It would be great if amber could cure this strange disease. If amber couldn't cure it, Song Yang would set off again to the north, to Jingcheng.
On his own, the hope of revenge is very slim, but he still has to go, what if there is a chance that he seizes it? For example, when Jingtai pays a private visit incognito, he happens to be hit by him on the street; or Yan Ding is beaten by him.
Can you take advantage of being injured by your enemy?
Just now, all these things went through Song Yang's mind.
The only feeling is: it's too late. With only a few months left, it seems like it's too late for anything.
The person who traveled through time should not belong to his own world. Like Su Hang, he is not very afraid of death; but unlike Su Hang, he has too many concerns in this world and it is almost time to let go of everything.
, Song Yang realized that he couldn't let go of anything.
Song Yang was distracted. He unconsciously and naturally thought of Su Hang. He wondered if she was gone.
If she left, has she arrived?
If I didn't leave...if I had the chance, would I find her and tell her that I was leaving? From now on, she would be the only one left in the world, with no one like her again.
Su Hang has not left, and is frowning at the moment... She still hasn't figured out whether what she found is a huge island or a real new continent, but she doesn't care, where there is chocolate, the island is a fairyland;
As for chocolate, she in mainland China only treats it as bullshit.
Her ship docked more than a month ago. The local natives were frightened out of their wits. After seeing that they had no ill intentions, they had the courage to come up and make contact. After a while of gesticulating and rowing, Suhang was extremely excited to learn that
, there is a special fruit deep in the 'Big Island', which is probably the 'cocoa fruit' she mentioned.
Because of the language barrier, the natives couldn't describe the taste of this fruit. However, when they mentioned it, the natives all looked greedy and drooled. It was obviously very sweet, but the fruit was controlled by another group of natives and could not be easily seen outside.
arrive.
Su Hang didn't even think about it, let alone fear the danger. He led the team deep into the jungle, stumbling and stumbling for a while, and finally found the territory of the family that controlled chocolate. There was inevitably another period of contact, and finally he used
I bought some iron tools in exchange for the magical fruit... Suhang's face was livid. Seeing that she was unhappy, grandma walked up and asked carefully: "Sister Hang, I tasted this fruit. It tastes weird. Just eat a few more."
It feels pretty good.”
Suhang gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Curry fruit, it's weird if it doesn't taste weird!"
…
Song Yang was in a daze, and Luo Guan didn't bother him. He was going to leave anyway, so he didn't care about wasting this moment. It wasn't until the eagles above him began to cry loudly again that Song Yang woke up with a start and apologized to his companions: "I was wandering in the sky just now.
I'm sorry." As he spoke, the night wind passed by him, gently moving his clothes. It had been suffocating for most of the night. Now there was finally some wind, and he felt cool again.
Luo Guanyi smiled: "It doesn't matter, I guess another pursuer is coming."
The eagles were noisy again. No need to ask, the third group of pursuers must have arrived. Song Yang smiled and said: "The entire Quanrong cavalry has been here for a while but they still can't get through. Let them explore the way slowly."
Let’s go.”
After finishing speaking, before everyone could turn around, a horn suddenly sounded from the opposite side. Xiao Gu was familiar with grassland commands, and was stunned when he heard the sound: "This is...the horn of retreat, retreat urgently."
Sure enough, as he said, the scout horses from the detachment drove their horses away when they heard the horn. The wolf soldiers from the group also urged their horses and retreated quickly in the direction from which they came.
Since entering the sea of flowers, strange things have not stopped. Just now, the wolf cavalry, who was so aggressive and refused to give up until he killed Song Yang and others, retreated at any time, leaving all the fugitives confused.
Luo Guan narrowed his eyes, looked at the opposite side for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Ignore them, let's go." But no one expected that as soon as the Grand Master finished speaking, a loud bang suddenly exploded from behind them!
It is as fierce as spring thunder, but the sound is far louder than thunder.
As far as the feeling of the sound is concerned, it is very similar to the doll in the previous life who stepped on a balloon, but this balloon exploded in the ear canal, in front of the eardrum... The sound pressure of the loud noise is invisible but has quality, straight and direct.
It burst into everyone's ears, and in an instant, Porcelain Doll and Mr. Ben groaned at the same time, and were shocked to the point of fainting.
Qishang Pasha and others were also knocked unsteady by the loud noise, as if they were drunk, their eyes were dazed and their feet were weak. They swayed for a while, and finally fell to the ground.
Song Yang was damaged internally and his meridians were injured, but his cultivation was still there. He was in better condition than his companions under the huge earthquake. He was only dizzy for a moment before recovering. He hurriedly turned back to investigate the source of the loud noise. First
Looking over, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to rub his eyes... There was darkness behind him.
It's midnight now, so it should be pitch dark.
But the "black" in Song Yang's eyes was different from the night.
What is the color of night? Even if the night sky is covered with clouds and the stars and moon are gone, and there is no light source around you. Even if you stand there, even if you can't see your fingers and your eyes are completely useless, the night is 'clear' after all. No matter how ridiculously dark it is, at least you can
Understand, the ground is under my feet, the sky is far away from me, the air around me is intangible but it really exists... No matter how dark the night is, there is only no light, nothing else will change.
But the "black" in front of Song Yang's eyes was like reality. It was not night, but more like a ball of thick ink. Even after covering every inch of Song Yang's gaze, it still didn't give up and continued to pounce on him with all his teeth and claws.
It's not that the night is dark, but it's so dark that no one can tell what it is!
So Song Yang was surprised, and in a daze he thought that the hidden illness in his body had caused some kind of disease to his eyes, which affected his vision. But the next moment, he heard the wind.
At first glance, it sounded like someone was cutting paper with a knife. It was a bit fine and yet sharp, weird and unusual, but it was clearly the sound of wind. More importantly, the sound of wind was indeed like cutting paper, but it was tens of millions louder than the sound of cutting paper.
Times. From this, everything happens instantly
Zooming in, Song Yang even came up with a ridiculous idea in a daze: What kind of paper should be cut to make such a big noise... It seemed that the person cutting the paper was not a knife, but the Xuanyuan Sword in the hand of the Emperor of Heaven; and what was cut was also
It’s not the mulberry paper but the sky curtain!
The sound reached his ears, but the wind had not yet arrived. The wind was hidden in the "darkness". Although it came quickly, it was still half a step slower than the sound. Faintly, Song Yang heard Xiao Gu's horrified cry: "Black sand storm!"