Chapter DiErQi LiLiJu one thousand jins brake
When the distance is still a stone’s throw away, Moyun has already seen the city wall with an eagle’s eye, and the person giving orders turned out to be an unexpected leader eunuch Wei Zhongxian.
It’s you who made the thousand-pound brake. Although I don’t know how father-in-law Wei got here, Moyun still asked angrily.
So what if it’s me? Father Wei bent over and looked at his face with long hair and angry hair. Mo Yun Mo Yun, you left your post without permission and fought rashly, causing this great evil. You should punish me for this, but it’s better late than never to mend your sins. Our family is not as knowledgeable as you who don’t know the rules.
You, Mo Yun, said angrily that I was wrong, and I will bear it, but you are not a military general, a dead eunuch and a hermaphrodite. What makes you fucking?
What, do you dare to call me a hermaphrodite? Wei Gonggong rolled his eyes and finally swallowed politely and grimaced. I was sent by the imperial court to supervise the army. Of course, this force is what you see. Say, take a token carved with a lifelike tiger head from your arms.
How can you be a roller? exclaimed Mo Yun, a roller.
Father-in-law Wei put the roller in his arms with a grimace of a grin and stole it, which really made him take pains. Now he has finally achieved his goal. Father-in-law Wei no longer answers, but looks at the dead with contempt at the soldiers who desperately fled to help the wind for their lives.
Moyun has rushed to the gate by this time, and the one thousand-pound brake has landed at the waist, but it hasn’t come yet. The soldiers have all wailed in pain. None of them thought that their country was desperately trying, but in the end they were abandoned by the country, crying and cursing. Moyun gritted his teeth and grabbed a soldier and stuffed the slag back into his arms. Listen, take the slag general back to the emperor.
The soldier hesitated for a moment and nodded and accepted the slag.
At this moment, Moyun drilled his heart into the 1,000-kilo brake, and made a shout. He actually shouldered the heavy iron gate with a drop of more than 1,000 kilos. The big iron gate was not only abruptly shouldered by Moyun, but also stopped falling, and was even shouldered more than a foot.
Brothers, Mo Yun gasped and shouted, Fast forward!
General Mo Fufeng, the soldiers saw Mo Yun’s thin body and tried their best to carry the 1,000-kilo sluice alone. Suddenly, their eyes were red and they shouted together, General Mo, leave us alone and go in first.
Get your ass in, Mo Yun snarled. Your parents are still waiting for you to go home. Are you a fucking man?
Moyun slag has been stationed in Tiger Prison for a long time. The soldiers in Qingzhou have formed deep feelings and high prestige. The soldiers are well aware of this irascible young general’s character. Moyun denounced the soldiers and quickly got in through the gate with tears.
Mo Yun clenched his teeth and looked at the soldiers who were returning continuously. These are all brothers and soldiers who lived together for a long time, trained and fought together. On the theory that he could not bear to watch his old brothers die at the hands of orcs, especially this time he was killed by a traitor. Mo Yun believed that this was definitely not an official idea. It must be that father-in-law Wei, a hermaphrodite, made a decision privately, but the soldiers would misunderstand the official if they didn’t tell the truth. He made up his mind that he would pay his own life and let these soldiers go back alive.
Hey, is your strength still quite strong? Father Wei looks at Mo Yun’s legs and is already shaking slightly. How long can you be proud of the teasing? General Mo, thousands of soldiers haven’t gone in behind you.
Mo Yun’s eyes almost burst into flames, but he spoke like just now. More than 1,000 kilograms of giant sluice has been overloaded on his shoulder. Although Mo Yun is a natural divine power, it is not made of iron. After all, it is difficult for Mo Yun to almost gasp with this big sluice for a long time, hoping that the soldiers can finish it quickly.
After the madness, the seven kings of pig gradually lost their madness and plopped down on the ground chest. Although the wound was not deeply cut by feathers, it was very long. The mountain quickly shouted that the military doctor should heal the BM.
Dozens of military doctors rushed over and took hemostatic drugs, waiting for the seven kings of pigs to get busy and pity them. They will finish the wounds of the seven kings of pigs at least after dusk.
Moyun’s legs and stomach are cramping, and his shoulders have been sore and he has lost consciousness. The fact is that Moyun has already lost his strength, but he is holding a strong will and sweating. His close-fitting clothes have already been wet, and Moyun’s eyes are numb. Looking at the back, more than 10,000 soldiers have already squeezed in, and most of them are old, weak and beaten soldiers.
I don’t think you can last long. Father Wei turned back and forth several times in the depressed wall, urging and cursing the soldiers who trusted him to release the brake. Why don’t you put the brake away quickly?
Our cronies soldiers are sad and can’t go.
Is he possessed by the gods? Grandfather Wei looked suspiciously at Moyun, only to find that Moyun’s face was hidden in the shadow root and he couldn’t see the expression. He seemed to be a part of a one-thousand-pound iron gate firmly propped up there.
Mountain, a general like Fufeng Kingdom, sighed, Why should we fight such a powerful Fufeng Empire?
A general like Fufengguo is just as treacherous as that. Yue Buqun pointed to Wei’s father-in-law and laughed. So we must buy talents well.
The weather environment in Tiger Prison is the worst. It is located on the edge of the desert. Sandstorms often strike, and the wind blows with yellow dust, which makes the sky seem yellow. Mo Yunding looks at the yellow sky, saying that he is not sad and angry, suddenly yelling with all his strength, defending the land of Fufeng, and following the official Dongfeng to the death. Then wow, he vomited a big mouthful of blood, and then his standing body finally fell to the ground with a heavy impact. It shouldn’t be a muffled noise.
Chapter 22 Blood-stained male
Slag was awakened by a loud noise, and then he will never forget the loud noise. It was stirred and permeated in the sky by the huge impact of the giant sluice earth. After the smoke dispersed, Mo Yun was already bloody, and his body hit the slag brain. Slag couldn’t believe his eyes were wide open and he gasped violently. After a few times, he suddenly made a heart-rending roar from his chest. Mo Yun’s tears had slipped down by the Lord.
General Slag, the soldier who came in with slag never left his side. When he saw that the slag had regained consciousness, he didn’t wait for him to ask Ma Xian. It was Wei Gonggong who ordered General Moyun to hold the iron gate and let us all in, but he finally got rid of the force and was crushed to death.
Slag don’t talk is staring at the iron gate suddenly broke out a pain shout blunt past, hands desperately digging the soil on the iron gate surface, when dug can be put into the hand depth, put your hands in, and the iron gate has been slowly lifted by his natural divine power.
Come on! Slag shouted at the soldiers beside him to save Mo Yun’s body.
Is a few soldiers hurriedly rushed over to pull MoYun has been thrown to powder body.
Slag slammed into the ground, and the iron gate slammed into the ground. Slag forced the soldiers to rush to Moyun’s face, their hands trembling and stroking this brother who had been fighting side by side in Dongfeng’s generals. Moyun’s slag has been living and dying recently because it is the same type of warrior, but I didn’t expect Moyun to leave forever when Dongfeng acceded to the throne.
Slag force clenched fist nails have been dug into the palm of your hand, and the soldiers can’t help but take a few steps back and dare not cheep.