"You can't say the next one will be you and me..."

Just as these soldiers guarding the gate were frightened, a loud voice came from afar: "Brothers guarding the South Gate, I am Lu, the official of the Qisha Camp, and the brothers in Gunzhou opposite, listen..."

Until today, everyone learned that the leader of the Qisha Camp was called Lu Shi Li.

Although this name is only the first time I heard of it, it is certain that everyone will not forget it, and it will soon spread all over the world.

"My brothers must have heard of the Seven Killing Order of My Grandmaster..."

"Most of my Han compatriots are my Han compatriots. I will give you this opportunity. In a moment, our Qikill Camp and the Anti-Traitor Group will launch the most fierce attack..."

"If you want to leave a way out for yourself, let's take a break for me."

"If you are determined to work hard for the Tartars, don't leave. Keep the South Gate tightly. I also want to see if you can fight or kill the brothers."

"If we want to stay, no one can let us leave half a step. If we want to leave, hum, you can't stop it."

"I've been talking about it. After I counted these ten numbers, the thunder strike began immediately. Don't say that I didn't tell you, ten..."

"Nine!"

"eight!"

"seven!"

As each number counted over, everyone's hearts trembled, and a voice like a yellow clock hit everyone's heart.

The most powerful and fierce soldiers in the world must be the army to die. The 200,000 troops have been killed. The few soldiers at present are considered a bad one? Especially in front of them, the most elite and most powerful ones in the army to die. The other party has put aside his words and has to break through the south gate, and has also said the timing of the attack so accurately. If he doesn’t have three points under his command, how dare he play like this?

When I think of the anti-traitor group and the Qikha Decisive Soldiers, I say I am not afraid of being fooled by myself, who else is really not afraid of death?

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

Every moment, Lu Zhi counts down a number, teasing the guards' nerves tightly.

Some people cannot resist such psychological pressure and move their steps back secretly, even if they are more courageous, their palms are filled with sweat.

This is a strong and fierce thunder blow in the world!

"The person who retreated," the Manchu soldiers who were supervising the battle kept yelling with their long swords, and their eyes were always wandering around everyone.

"two!"

"one!"

"start."

With Lu Zhizhi's shout, countless iron cucumbers immediately threw out on the halfway of the "Ding" street.

Everyone has seen this thing, it is indeed amazingly powerful, but the distance is so far, not to mention being thrown by a hand, it is hard to say that even an arrow is shot.

really.

The rows of iron cucumbers that were throwing out exploded a hundred steps before everyone took them, making a muffled sound of "puff" and "puff". In a blink of an eye, a large gray-white cloud of smoke rose.

What is this thing? It seems like it can't hurt anyone, right?

What mysterious thing happened to the army to die? Didn’t it mean that a thunder strike?

The soldiers guarding were surprised, and the sound of the wheels was filled with noises, and a monster with horns suddenly jumped out of the smoke.

The monster seemed to be a cow covered with colorful leather. It dragged a car from behind and was rushing towards me like moaning madly.

The ox's tail must have been soaked in oil, and it was burning fiercely. The ox couldn't bear the severe pain and rushed along the street.

You are not going to build a fire bull formation, right? But what is the thing like this cow?

The Manchu soldiers who were supervising the battle instinctively felt danger. Seeing that the mad cow was approaching very close, they shouted like a mad cow whose tail was on fire: "Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows, don't let the cow come..."

For a moment, the arrows were like rain, and the sound of "dinging" was made on the cow.

Damn, the cow's body was covered with Tie You and fell to the ground. The car that was dragging fell to the ground. At this time, I saw that there seemed to be a little flame as big as an incense head under the car...

"Don't be afraid, they are just..."

The Manchu soldiers who were supervising the battle had just pulled out their knife. Before they finished speaking, their eyes suddenly lit up, as if the scorching sun was rising in the middle of the night. The cold air around them suddenly faded, and a fire-like heat flow swept over them. Before they understood what was going on, they heard a loud "boom" sound, and then...

In the midst of lightning, a huge ball of fire rose from the city gate, and the smoke that followed immediately wrapped around half of the city tower...

Such a shocking explosion made everyone lose their hearing. In an instant, no sound could be heard, and they stood blankly like a fool.

The soldiers who had gathered just now had long disappeared, and countless pieces of minced meat were split into pieces in front of them. There was a blood rain in the sky. Within a few dozen steps, there was no one who could stand.

The road surface that had been trampled for thousands of years was already as hard as iron, and it still cracked a huge deep pit, and the newly dug out soil was still steaming...

The nearby ear ovary seemed to shake for a few times, and finally couldn't hold on, and collapsed in the rising smoke and dust.

What's wrong with this?

Just now, I just felt my feet soft and my eyes lit up, and I couldn't hear any sound. In the blink of an eye, it became like hell. Many soldiers in front had many holes in their bodies, rolling in a pool of blood...

It was just because I lost my hearing and only saw these wounded soldiers opening their mouths but couldn't hear the sound.

Just when I was shocked and frightened, I felt trembling again from my feet, so I quickly looked up.

"Run...Run..." I could no longer hear my voice, but I instinctively shouted and immediately ran away with my head in my arms.

In the smoke rising not far away, more than a dozen of the same cars were being pushed and quickly leaned over.

A car becomes what it is before us. If more than a dozen cars come over, the entire city gate will have to fly into the sky.

In the instinct of survival, the soldiers guarding the city immediately fled everywhere, anxious like dogs that were strayed and panic like fish that were tragic.

Everyone saw the explosion just now. Can it be resisted by flesh and blood? Whoever doesn’t run away will give birth to a big girl…

In the face of absolute terror, any battlefield discipline and military law are nonsense. The Manchu soldiers who supervised the battle did not run slower than others, so why do you say that you should be strictly guarded?

These people ran much faster than the Qisha Camp. When Lu Shizhi and others were pushing the car over, they had no personal children.

"Hehe, I'm so worried." Lu Shili smiled and locked the door, raised the door latch, and a few soldiers opened the city gate.

"We are leaving. Don't forget to plant a few winter melons, so that those pursuers can remember..."

Dozens of women in white dress looked back at the city, and disappeared in the night with Lu Shizhi and others...

...

In Qufu, in Guide, and in more places, the army to die celebrates this Mid-Autumn Festival in its own way.

The smoke rising and the warriors who were going to die gave hope to people everywhere.

In this world, there are still troops to die, and at least there are troops to die.

As long as there are troops who go to the death for a day, even if they have fallen into a place, the Tartars will not be arrogant.

In just a few days, the Qi Killing Camp and the Anti-Traitor Group set off a terrifying craze in four different locations, allowing people from all over the world to see the resistance of the dead army.

Seven Killings will kill you, and sacrifice your life to eliminate the traitor. While shocking the enemy with blood, you are also scattering the shadow of death on the heads of more people: whether to be a Han or a dog, you have to choose yourself. No matter what choice you make, the army to die will be responsible to the end.

If you are a Han Chinese upright, even if you die, even if your family is dead, even if your clan is dead, you will be given ten times the trap of this enemy. Everything you have abandoned, including your relatives and friends, will take care of the dead at all costs.

If you become the enemy's lackey, the army to die will also be responsible for sending you on the last journey of your life. Even if you have heavy troops, even if you hide your identity, even if you go to heaven and earth, the anti-traitor group will find out and use their usual means to solve this problem.

The territory was occupied by the Tartars, but the army to die would still penetrate it, and at the cost of paying the elite in his hands, they would kill all the enemies and betray their own nation.

By any means, no matter how much.

Even the officials in the occupied areas already had the Qing Dynasty on their heads and had their clothes on their bodies, and they also understood the determination to go to the death. They also restrained their words and deeds, and they did not dare to blatantly do things to bully their compatriots, nor did they dare to face their compatriots by massacre.

Because the massacres of the dead army were more miserable and fierce than theirs, and the loyal Bo Li Si had already told the world that those who killed my compatriots would be killed ten times more than those who went to the dead army.

Even in the north far away from Huaixi, their compatriots also felt the deterrent power of the army to die: the dog officials who used to kill their compatriots at any time were timid, and traitors of all kinds were not so bold as to do so unscrupulously.

"Today's affairs, the army to die will be counted one by one. It will be returned ten times at any time and anywhere. If you are not afraid of death, just wait." Even a weak orphan and widowed mother, when facing someone who bullies her, will say such harsh words.

Although Huaixi is far away, those men who are not afraid of death are the backbone of everyone. Even when it is very critical, they always have this last glimmer of hope in their hearts: "If I die, the army to die will avenge me. My family will treat it well as relatives..."

In the tide caused by terrifying means, many heroic figures have emerged, but they are weak and they are hard to achieve anything great, and they have become heroes under the sword.

At this moment, Li Si once again spread a message through his influence in all aspects:

"Those who are the dead for the nation, those who are dressed for my Chinese clothes, brothers who are the soldiers who are going to die for me, and heroes of China. His parents are my parents of Li Si, and his family is my Li Si family..."

As soon as the topic changed, he immediately showed a huge murderous aura: "No matter who, no matter where you are, if you move my parents' home, the army who goes to die will be killed; if you move my parents' home, the army who goes to die will be destroyed, the army who goes to die will be destroyed and digging up the ancestral graves. This is a blood oath, and those who don't accept it can try it..."

The murderous words were very clear. The person behind the hero was the target of the army to die at all costs. If anyone dared to touch a finger, the army to die would remain unrest with him. If anyone still didn't accept it, just try it.

In this way, the resistance forces in various places seemed to have a backbone, especially near the areas where the dead army had infiltrated, many men who were unwilling to be slaves worked in different ways to deal with the Tartars and find trouble for local officials.

It seems that in just a few days, there are many people everywhere, and they are holding their heads to make trouble.

Even if the matter is defeated, these men are still unafraid of facing the enemy's butcher knife. They laughed and put down the bold words that made the enemy frightened: "You will kill me one today. In less than half a month, your whole family will die, and it will be ten times more miserable than me..."

"Haha, even if I die, there is my spiritual position in Huaixi, and I can't stop eating blood and incense. Come on, come on, let's give me a knife. Fortunately, I'm waiting for you on the road to the underworld..."

"Hahaha, I'm afraid? I think what I should be afraid of is that you dog thieves who have forgotten their ancestors. After killing me, you should go home quickly. If the whole family has a sigh of relief, let the old thieves clean their necks and wait for the revenge of the army to die. Hahaha, if I die, someone will avenge me..."

After every time the butcher's knife fell, there will be a most vicious and realistic curse that will hang over the executioner's heart.

If you kill others, your life will come to an end.
To be continued...