Feeling the strange movement of the Manchurian cavalry, the people at the foot of the mountain couldn't help but become restless. Song Qingshu looked around. Tian Di Hui's Mu Palace had already ignited all the tents and provisions. Even from a distance, he could feel the steaming hot air.
The Qing army on the mountain also noticed this unforeseen event. The deputy general next to Sabusu exclaimed in surprise: "Are they going to use fire to stop us?"
Sabusu was also puzzled. After carefully watching for a while, he couldn't help but laugh: "I thought that the Golden Snake Camp was able to destroy the Eastern and Western armies, so this commander-in-chief has some ability. I didn't expect that in the chaos he would make such a stupid move. He wants to use fire to stop our cavalry? Heh heh, when the fire spreads, it seems that the Golden Snake Camp's own soldiers will be burned to death. We don't need to do anything. Pass down my order, tell everyone to wait. Without my order, no one is allowed to rush down. "
The surrounding generals all roared with laughter, one after another mocking the commander-in-chief at the foot of the mountain. After receiving the order, all the cavalry calmly stayed where they were, waiting for the idiots of the Golden Snake Camp to burn themselves to death.
"Prince Song, what should we do now? Before long, I'm afraid everyone will suffocate to death." Huang Rong was also a resourceful person, but the current situation made her feel helpless. Her only hope was that Song QingShu really had a way. Although she thought about it and couldn't think of any way to turn the tide, she still had a faint hope in her heart.
Huang Rong's face was originally full of peach blossoms, but under the illumination of the surrounding fire, she looked even more tender and beautiful. Song Qingshu couldn't help but stare blankly.
Seemingly noticing his gaze, Huang Rong panicked and couldn't help but lightly cough to remind him.
Song Qingshu finally came back to his senses and couldn't help but laugh inwardly. At this time, he was still in the mood to appreciate a beauty. Could this be the legendary bearing of a famous scholar, the romantic of the Wei and Jin Dynasties?
At this time, the rest of the people also came over and looked at him with expectant faces.
"Don't worry, leave it to me." Song Qingshu responded with a confident smile and then ordered, "You guys restrain your subordinates. In a moment, when I make this gesture, retreat, when I make this gesture, come back and so on."
Everyone was confused and didn't know what he was going to do. Song Qingshu didn't explain and flashed to a sentry tower in front.
Not only the people of the Golden Snake Camp, but also the Qing soldiers on the mountain also stared at him curiously to see what he was going to do.
Song QingShu took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and muttered something. Unfortunately, they were too far away, and no one could hear what he was saying.
After a while, Song QingShu's eyes flashed. He slowly raised his hands, and a deep voice was transmitted to the ears of everyone at the foot of the mountain. "Wind, rise!"
"Qingshu," Huang Huang said of of "Song of Song". and "Huang of" Huang "of Mountain"
A trace of disappointment flashed through Huang Rong's eyes. When the Jin soldiers besieged Bianliang, the Northern Song Emperor had no choice but to pin his hopes on the Taoist Master. He opened an altar and asked the celestial soldiers and generals to come to the human world to help them.
Huang Rong couldn't help but feel disappointed. When the Jin soldiers besieged Bianliang, the emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty had no choice but to put his hope on the Taoist Master. He opened an altar and invited the soldiers and generals to help them.
Everyone knew the result. The whole royal family was wiped out, the emperor went on a hunt in the north, and countless imperial concubines and princesses were defiled …
"Is he crazy?" Huang Rong didn't know why she was so disappointed. The Qing soldiers on the mountain also heard Song Qingshu's words.
After a moment of silence, there was a burst of laughter. "Is he crazy?"
"Does he think he's an immortal? That the wind will blow whenever he wants?"
"That's right. What's more, in this situation, what's the use of the wind?"
"The Eastern and Western Armies are really pigs. They were defeated by such a person."
…
At the foot of the mountain, the people of the Golden Snake Camp were also silent. If it weren't for the magic performance of Song Qingshu before, they might have started to curse.
Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Yuai looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
"Sister Zhou, you've been with Brother Song for the longest time. Do you know what he's doing?" Ah Jiu couldn't help asking.
"I've known him for a long time, but I've only known him for a few months. Maybe I don't know him as well as you do …"
Of course, Zhou Zhiruo wouldn't say this to Ah Jiu. She shook her head and said, "I don't know either."
"Don't worry. Prince Song has always been unexpected. He has his reasons for doing this." Yelu Nanxian came back from the battlefield. Looking at the worried faces of the two girls, she couldn't help but comfort them.
Ah Jiu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that we don't know Brother Song as well as Miss Yelu."
Yelu Nanxian held her breath and said in a hurry, "That's because you're too worried."
"Wind!"
Song QingShu's powerful voice once again resounded through the entire valley. Unfortunately, the valley was filled with raging flames and was unbelievably hot. There was no sign of wind at all.
Hearing the laughter of the Qing soldiers on the mountain, the morale of the Golden Snake Camp was even lower.
"Wind!"
Song Qingshu's voice sounded again. This time, it was a few octaves louder than before. Even the Qing soldiers on the mountain were startled.
"There's really wind!"
When the morale of the Golden Snake Camp hit rock bottom, someone shouted. Everyone couldn't help but be shaken and looked around.
"There's really wind!"
Zhou Zhiruo was different from her usual self. She excitedly grabbed Ah Jiu's arm and jumped up. Ah Jiu wasn't much better. Biting his lips, he nodded his head and couldn't say anything for a moment.
Zhou Zhiruo suddenly found that although there was no lack of good relationships among the people present, but at this moment of life and death, only Ah Jiu and Qingqing were of the same mind. Thinking of the times when she couldn't help but be jealous, Zhou Zhiruo became absent-minded.
"Humph, at this time, we are united against a foreign enemy. Of course, we can ignore internal conflicts. When the crisis is over, we still have to fight." Zhou Zhiruo was not an ordinary person and quickly sorted out her thoughts.
Huang Rong, who was at the side, did not think so much. She was just shocked that Song QingShu could really summon the wind. Even though it was just a gentle breeze, and she did not know what effect it would have in the upcoming battle, it was an indisputable fact that Song QingShu could summon the wind. Since ancient times, only Zhuge Liang could summon the wind, and that was just a legend. Who else could summon the wind like Song QingShu?
Was he an immortal or a monster?
Huang Rong was a bit stunned.
At the same time, Situ Bolei and the others had noticed the secret signal that Song Qingshu quietly made. They hurriedly organized their subordinates and slowly retreated out of the valley.
Seeing that the Golden Snake Camp finally moved, Sabusu's eyes darkened and he said in a low voice, "Pass down the order, the whole army is ready to charge."
"At this time, the fire in the valley is very big. If we rush down, it is inevitable that there will be heavy casualties." A deputy general said.
Sabusu snorted coldly, "If we sit back and watch the Golden Snake Camp calmly retreat, all our previous efforts will be in vain."
"But now the wind is really rising. That person can't really be supernatural, can he?" Another deputy general said with fear.
Sabusu coldly looked at him and said, "If you continue to mislead people, don't blame me for punishing you according to military law."
"Yes!" Coming into contact with Sabusu's sharp eyes, the deputy general couldn't help but feel a chill and immediately shut up.
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