The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 429 The Old Man

Changsun Ji twisted his body, looked at the soldiers standing in the yellow sand, and shouted with all his strength: "Failure cannot be photographed, the terrible thing is to ignore failure."

Changsun Ji paused slightly when he said this, then pointed to the helmet on his head, chuckled twice and said: "This is the shame of my Changsun Ji, and also the shame of my long guard, I let you remember To live with this shame, I will wash away the shame of this helmet with the blood of Sand Bandits."

"Bloodwash, bloodbath."

"Bloodbath"

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In the yellow sand, the soldiers stood up straight, blushed, and shouted at the top of their voices, and the shouts echoed in this world of yellow sand.

Changsun Ji turned his back, raised his hands in the air, clenched them slightly, and after the sound stopped, he roared: "The whole army goes out."

The whole army roared and rushed forward. Changsun Ji looked at the army with high morale, and he remembered a sentence he said in his previous life: "The way of all wars is to cultivate their talents before fighting, to cultivate their strength during battles, and to cultivate their spirit after fighting." , which is better than nourishing his heart."

Taking this opportunity to arouse the morale of the whole army, Changsun Ji didn't think what would happen if he was humiliated a little bit. As he said just now, as long as he slaughtered these sand robbers, it would not be a shame, but a shame. wisdom.

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Changsun Ji chopped off the head of a sand bandit with his hand, and the blood stained on his face added a bit of ferocity to him.

The army's morale was high and they walked forward not far before they found the traces of the sand robbers. After fighting and chasing, many sand robbers were killed.

The soldiers chased after the victory all the way, but they were caught in an ambush by sand robbers. Many horses in the army fell into the sand pits, and many soldiers were directly thrown off their horses and died directly.

There are also many soldiers who were beaten by this group of sand bandits, rubbing their hands and taking their heads off. If Changsun Ji hadn't been rushing to the front line, it is estimated that the morale would have been beaten by these sand bandits during the first wave of confrontation. It was broken up.

Changsun Ji added a drop of blood dripping from his forehead, and a bloody smell lingered in his mouth.

He realized that he really underestimated this group of sand bandits. They have been famous in this desert for so long. These sand bandits are not only superb in martial arts, cruel in nature, but also cunning.From the very beginning, the attack on grain and grass had already been laid out for him. Whether it was the pissed helmet or the previous defeat, it was all to attract them to this trap and encircle them.

Looking at the soldiers who were constantly fighting around him, Changsun Ji felt a little ridiculous. He thought it would be easy to lead such elite soldiers to deal with these sand robbers in no time.In the end, he fell into the trap of sand bandits without knowing it.

"The soldiers of the Changwei are all elite, but the sand bandits outside the Changwei are even tougher." Changsun Ji sighed silently.

Often it takes four or five soldiers under his command to kill a Sand Bandit.There is no way to die at all. If there is no change, it will only be a matter of time before defeat.

Changsun Ji sighed, stepped forward to stop Changsun Yi's opponent, and then shouted to Changsun Yi: "The Sand Pirates have entered the game, and if you send a signal, all the Sand Pirates will be surrounded."

Chang Sun Yi replied, then turned around and rushed to a dead horse, took out a bamboo tube from the package, and then pulled it towards the sky.

A cannon sounded from mid-air.Just a moment later, a lot of dust rose up behind Changsun Ji's battle, as if a large number of soldiers were rushing towards this side.

One of the sand robbers, an old man with a yellow cotton cloth tied around his mouth and white hair fluttering in the air, knocked Chang Sun Ji back with one move, glanced at the dust behind him, and shouted: "The wind is tight, pull out."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without any regrets, and jumped onto a black horse in a few steps, but as soon as his legs were added to the horse's belly, the black horse rushed straight into the distance like an arrow that left the string. in the dark.

The sand robbers who were still fighting with Changsun Ji also got rid of their opponents, grabbed a horse, and rushed into the yellow sand after the old man.

Some of them succeeded, and some failed. Those who succeeded escaped naturally, while those who failed left their heads in place.

Changsun Ji reached out his hand to stop the soldiers who were about to chase, and arranged for them to clean up the battlefield, but he stepped aside. The actions of this group of sand robbers made him completely underestimate him. He wanted to change something to deal with these sand robbers plan of.

The old man who fought against Changsun Ji before, rode a black horse on his crotch, and walked all the way to a place of yellow sand.

He looked around and saw that no one was following him, so he took off the yellow facecloth covering his mouth, put his fingers in his hands and whistled.

After a while, a head popped out of the sand suddenly, as if it had grown out of the sand.The old man didn't feel panic when he saw it, on the contrary, he seemed to be used to it.

He walked up carelessly, and yelled at the exposed head: "Boy, is the boss down here?"

"The third head, the big head is waiting for you to come back there." Hearing the old man's question, the head quickly replied.

The old man nodded, then lightly kicked the head's face with his feet, and ordered: "Come out, take my horse away, and go to see how many people are still alive. After I come out, you Tell me."

"Hey, hey." That head was not angry at all because of the slightly insulting gesture of the old man, but showed a courteous smile on the contrary.

Then the head slowly rose until the whole body emerged from the yellow sand.

The old man casually tossed the rein in his hand to this person, and then slid down along the place where this person came out.After passing through a layer of yellow sand, the old man felt that his foot had stepped on a hard spot, and his calf was tightly wrapped by something.

The old man knew that he had stepped on the ground, he slowly squatted down, and followed his whole head into the yellow sand.

Jumping down from a stone slab, the old man patted the yellow sand on his body, then looked up, it was a dark space, only a tofu-sized fire provided a faint light.

This is a simple space surrounded by wooden boards, which can be regarded as the secret base of their sand robbers. Around him are thigh-thick wood, which is directly above the top, preventing the yellow sand above from directly crushing this space.

The old man took a few steps forward, and in the depths of the space, there was a person standing in the very center of the space, fighting with his back to him. Beside this person, there were several people standing, including men and women. Here, one will definitely find that these standing people are exactly the black-veiled woman, the dwarf and other assassins he was looking for.

The man standing in the center heard the movement behind him, turned around, looked at the old man, and asked, "Third brother, the matter has been clarified."

"Hey, master, don't you feel relieved when I do things? I found out that the news from Changwei is true. There are a large number of officers and soldiers behind that eldest grandson. This kid just wants to use himself as a bait." , trying to lure us out." The old man said nonchalantly.

(End of this chapter)