Ye Hongyu stood in the field and looked at the back of the figure walking into the tent. She was silent for a long time with mixed emotions in her eyes. Then she turned around and walked back to the sacred sedan.
As the sun set, the cavalry returned to camp. The music of the zither and flute in the Verdant Canyon gradually faded away.
Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo stopped playing, but they were still immersed in the previous atmosphere. Excitement, pleasure, and exhaustion mixed together until they were woken up by a heavy slap.
Fourth Brother glanced at Wang Chi and signaled him to be ready. Then he stretched out his palm and hit Beigong and Ximen heavily on their backs.
Beigong and Ximen felt a sharp pain in their chests and spat out blood. They were confused and didn't have time to question their Senior Brother angrily when Wang Chi stuffed two pills into their mouths.
A refreshing medicinal aura instantly pervaded their chests and abdomens, sweeping away all the irritated and manic feelings from before. The two of them felt much more comfortable, and only then did they understand why their senior brother wanted to hit them.
"You can't hold on for long if you fight like this."
Fourth Brother said, "Have a good rest tonight."
Beigong Weiyang said, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother."
Fourth Brother said, "My slap is not the key. Eleven's medicine is the real good stuff."
Wang Chi loved thinking, flowers, and healing people since he was a child. He didn't dare to say that his medical skills were unparalleled, but the medicine he developed was definitely the rarest in the world.
Hearing his Senior Brothers' praises, he shook his head in embarrassment.
Just then, Second Brother walked into the tent.
Everyone hurried forward and helped Sixth Senior Brother remove the heavy armor on his body.
Everyone thought of how Ye Hongyu had challenged him to a battle, and how Senior Brother had only said that she was no match for him before asking her to step down. They all praised Senior Brother's elegance.
Second Brother said calmly, "That girl is powerful. It will take some effort to defeat her. It's better not to fight if you can talk to her."
Everyone was speechless when they realized that Senior Brother actually had such a thought when he turned around.
Seventh Sister thought mockingly, "So you are not as stupid as you usually appear."
The pill quickly dissolved in his body. Beigong Weiyang felt that his spirit and Psyche Power had recovered. He said, "Let's have a good night's sleep and fight them tomorrow."
Ximen Buhuo was still excited and said, "That's right."
No one answered them.
Beigong Weiyang looked haggard and his fingers were all injured. Ximen Buhuo was waving his hands in front of him, still maintaining the posture of playing the flute. He looked like a chicken's feet, funny and pitiful.
Everyone could tell that if they were to risk their lives again, they might really lose their lives.
"You guys have worked hard today. Let me do it tomorrow."
Second Senior Brother patted Beigong and Ximen's shoulders.
Beigong's body suddenly stiffened.
Ximen's mouth opened and his eyes became wet.
Second Brother frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Beigong sighed and didn't say anything. Ximen Buhuo wiped away his tears and said emotionally, "Senior Brother, after so many years in the sect, this is the first time you praise me."
Second Brother was silent for a moment and then said seriously, "I will praise you more in the future."
Seventh Sister looked at Ximen Buhuo's chicken claws and said jokingly, "I will stew chicken claws for you tonight."
Ximen Buhuo asked in confusion, "Why stew chicken claws?"
Seventh Sister held back her laughter and said seriously, "To make up for it."
Ximen Buhuo smiled bitterly and said, "Wouldn't that make it worse?"
A burst of laughter rang out at the exit of the Verdant Canyon.
The water was boiling and the rice was ready. Seventh Sister began to prepare dinner.
The people from the back of the mountain of the Academy had prepared for this trip to the Verdant Canyon. They had brought enough rice and salted vegetables. They also had a ready-made stove. It was not difficult for her and Wang Chi to cook together.
In the southern wilderness, the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army began to pack up and cook. It seemed that today's battle had come to an end. Smoke rose everywhere and the atmosphere finally calmed down.
However, the atmosphere at the exit of the Verdant Canyon became solemn. Second Brother was the leader and the disciples stood behind him. They looked at the endless supply wagons in the south and their expressions became very ugly.
The people who transported the food to the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army were from the warlords of Qinghe County. The food must have been stored in Qinghe County. Not long ago, it was the food of the Tang Empire.
Beigong Weiyang said sternly, "One day, we will kill all these traitors!"
Ximen Buhuo said in a low voice, "All the warlords must die."
The two of them came from the southernmost island and were not born and raised in the Tang Empire. However, after living in the Academy for so many years, they had long regarded themselves as Tangs. They were even angrier than Fourth Brother and the others.
Fourth Brother held the sand table and calculated for a moment. He said, "If we want to reclaim Qinghe County in the future, we have to kill at least 200,000 people to wipe out the warlords. Only then can we truly vent our anger."
Hearing that they had to kill 200,000 people … Beigong and Ximen Buhuo's expressions suddenly froze.
They were refined scholars who had dedicated their lives to music. In their entire lives, they had never even killed a chicken. Even though more than a thousand heavy cavalry had died to the sound of their zither and flute, they truly could not imagine doing something like massacring others with blood.
It was quiet under the canopy.
The disciples of the Academy guarded the Verdant Canyon for Chang 'an and the Tang Empire. They did not care how many people they had to kill. However, if there was a day in the future when they had to raise their butcher's knife …
Beigong suddenly laughed and said, "Isn't there still Youngest Brother?"
Ximen Buhuo suddenly understood and said, "That's right, that's right. Youngest Brother is best at this kind of thing."
Fourth Brother and Sixth Brother also nodded. They thought to themselves, If the Academy wanted to kill all over the world, who else but Youngest Brother could do it?
Second Brother did not speak.
Wang Chi said by the chopping board, "The cold dish is ready. Did you bring any sesame?"
Second Brother said, "Let's eat."
At this moment, everyone suddenly smelled a faint burning smell.
Seventh Sister shouted and hurried to the stove. She saw that the rice had been burnt.
Beigong Weiyang looked at the burnt rice and sighed. "When Headmaster took Eldest Brother on a trip, the food in the back of the mountain was not good."
Ximen Buhuo said with nostalgia, "When Sangsang was in the Academy, everyone ate the best."
No one blamed Seventh Sister, but she felt very uneasy.
The array outside the Verdant Canyon had been completed. Compared with Second Brother and the other Brothers, her main job was to take care of the logistics. It was very easy, but she still failed to do it well.
After a moment, her uneasiness turned into anger. She said angrily, "Sixth Brother, this stove is used to forge iron and swords. The temperature is too high. How can it be suitable for cooking?"
Second Brother raised his eyebrows and said unhappily, "That's unreasonable and rude."
Seventh Sister was startled and said angrily, "If you think my cooking is not good, then don't eat it!"
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After a simple meal, those who needed to rest rested and those who needed to prepare for tomorrow began to prepare.
Fourth Brother said, "Pomelo was under a lot of psychological pressure, so she was a little embarrassed. When you scolded her, she felt even more wronged, so she yelled at you. Don't blame her."
Second Brother frowned slightly and said, "Why did she feel wronged?"
Fourth Brother said, "She was worried about you, so she lost her composure. In the end, she was even scolded by you. She felt wronged."
Second Brother was slightly startled. After a long silence, he said, "That's not necessary."
Fourth Brother stopped talking about this because the disciples of the back of the mountain of the Academy had been discussing this matter in private for several years, but they had never come to a conclusion.
He turned to look at the entrance of the Verdant Canyon behind the tent. Looking at the faintly discernible stones inside, he said, "If the Divine Hall is not prepared, we should still guard in the canyon. It will save us energy."
Second Brother said, "Everything must be done safely. That is the biggest mistake. Today's battle is clear, but the Divine Hall keeps sending out cavalry. They want to force us into the canyon … Although I don't know what they will do after entering the Verdant Canyon, I don't want to retreat until the last moment."
"Why?"
"Because as long as we retreat one step, we may retreat many more steps."
Fourth Brother turned around and looked at the dark camp of the allied army in the southern wilderness, saying, "I'm more worried about whether the other party will launch a night attack."
Second Brother looked up at the bright moon in the night sky and said, "With the teacher watching from the sky, they won't dare to do that."
Unknowingly, the other disciples also came out from the tent and stood behind the two Senior Brothers.
They looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, each with nostalgia.
"Is it really the teacher?" Wang Chi asked.
Second Brother said, "Maybe."
Sixth Brother was not as sentimental as the other disciples. He was used to thinking about simple and realistic problems. He said, "Firewood is a problem. If we want to go into the canyon to collect firewood, we will be easily attacked."
Second Brother pointed to the field outside the tent. There were dense arrows like a wheat field and said, "There is firewood everywhere."
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Unlike the entrance of the Verdant Canyon, which was sometimes lively and sometimes sad, the West-Hill Divine Palace coalition army camp was filled with frustration and depression. It was very quiet.
Bai Haixin drank a cup of wine and ate two bowls of rice. Then he signaled his subordinates to remove the table. Then he walked out of the tent and looked at the green mountains under the moonlight. He frowned and fell into a long silence.
He was the commander of the West-Hill Divine Palace coalition army, but in fact, he was not even in the top five. How could he dare to give orders to the two Great Divine Priests of West-Hill and the Sage of Sword Liu Bai?
This was his distress. He did not know what the bigwigs of the Divine Hall were thinking. He did not understand why they had to sacrifice so many cavalrymen just to force the Academy into the Verdant Canyon.
Since they were going to guard the main road, it was naturally more suitable to guard in the canyon.
What he did not understand was why the Academy would rather fight with the army in the field than take a few steps back and enter the Verdant Canyon.
A priest in red walked over and handed him a piece of paper.
Bai Haixin looked at it and frowned even more. He thought, "Are we going to continue to die tomorrow?"
"Let all the Martial Arts cultivators from the cultivation sects and the army come to the tent."
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(Looking back at the Winter Lake, it is the second volume. I found that it is really well written. There is still one more chapter.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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