It is said that this crap has counterattacked again!

Chapter 349 349. Soldiers, Follow Me!
Two years ago, due to the heavy casualties of the wolves, Bei Mo was forced to retreat, but their ambition to occupy Dongyang has never been extinguished.

He thought that this year, Dongyang's treasury would be empty, and Yu Wenhao would collect taxes again, which would arouse intense public outrage.

"Ah—" Bei Mo King roared in his heart, "Which one killed a thousand swords, there is so much money to donate to Dongyang!"

However, now is not the time for him to think about this. Since the original plan doesn't work, he has no choice but to speed up his attack before Dongyang is fully developed.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly changed into casual clothes, and took advantage of the night to plunder towards Nanman.

After trekking through mountains and rivers all the way, King Beimo finally came to Nanman.

Many places in Nanman are tribal autonomous and are not under the jurisdiction of the Nanman king.

At first, seeing the people of the Nanman tribe singing folk songs loudly and working hard, the king of Beimo was shocked.

After leaving the tribe, he saw a group of Nanman people on the road, pulling their belongings, and rushing to Dongyang together. The king of Beimo couldn't help smiling, and thought, "This Nanman king is in the same situation as me. We are good allies. !"

Thinking of this, he raised his head and chest, followed the guards, and walked confidently towards the Nanman Palace.

After entering the palace, King Beimo drank a large pot of tea in a row, only to see the disheveled Nanman King walking out with a coquettish woman in his arms.

"The king of Beimo is here, and I am welcome from afar, and welcome from afar."

Having said that, the Nanman King's eyes mostly fell on the woman in his arms.

Bei Mo King's face suddenly sank.

"The Southern Barbarian King is so elegant."

The King of Beimo spoke in a deep voice, and with a pair of hawk-like eyes, he glanced sharply at the beauty in the arms of the King of Nanman.

The waves are shining, and the spring is half leaking.

"My dear concubine, don't be afraid."

The Nanman king comforted the beauty softly.

"Okay, that's interesting, when Dongyang calls, don't look for me!" Bei Mo Wang laughed angrily, shook his sleeves and left.

"Hey, are you leaving now?"

Seeing the Northern Mo King leave in a fit of anger, the Southern Man King realized that things seemed to be getting worse.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry, let's continue."

The beauty in her arms was very discerning, and she immediately stretched out her slender fingers to tease the Nanman king.

With nephrite in his arms, how could the Nanman king want to face the stinky face of the Beimo king again?
Immediately, he hugged the beauty and went straight to the bedroom.

"Hmph, the king of Beimo, relying on the size of his country all day long, will put on a bad face!"

On the big soft bed, the Nanman king hugged the beauty tightly, and couldn't help complaining about the Beimo king.

The Southern Barbarians and the Northern Desert were not actually allies.

A few years ago, Bei Mo had led troops to attack the Southern Man. Due to the complex terrain of the Southern Man, the tribes were tough, and the methods of dealing with the enemy were strange and vicious. That's why they targeted Dongyang.

During these years of fighting with Dongyang, the King of Nanman was happy to be at leisure. After enjoying a few years of happiness, he exchanged border land for relative peace with Xiling, and held the beauty of Xiling in his arms. How could he have any sense of crisis in his heart?
"Clap!"

In the inn, the king of Beimo smashed a cup to pieces and cursed, "It's outrageous, it's really outrageous, this Nanman will have to finish playing sooner or later!"

"Your Majesty, calm down."

Qin Xiang comforted him in a low voice.

"Really, anger kills me too!"

"I've never seen anything so outrageous!"

"Fuck his Xiling King, you are the only ones who have many beauties in Xiling, so why don't you send a few to Beimo to win over me, hmph!"

Qin Xiang's words did not make him less angry, but made him even more angry.

At this time, when he saw the beauty, the scene of the Nanman king embracing the beauty of Xiling just now unconsciously popped up in his mind.

However, if you are angry, you will be angry, and Bei Mo's plan to attack Dongyang has not come to fruition.

Although without the help of the Nanman King, it would be much more difficult to conquer Dongyang.

But seeing Dongyang's large fertile land, convenient transportation, and compared with the perennial ice-covered and low-income crops in the northern desert, his ambition to invade Dongyang became more vigorous.

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Another year of golden autumn and September.

Every household in Dongyang happily sang songs to welcome a good harvest.

This year, floods were followed by droughts.

Classic disaster after disaster.

If this were left in the past, most of the people would have no income.

But this year, thanks to the water channel dredged by Yu Wenhao and the newly built reservoir, when there is a flood, large rice fields are no longer submerged. When there is a drought, the waterwheels are rolling, and the ditches and streams are gurgling, bringing rain to the dry land.

"Soldiers, what is our slogan?"

On the training ground, Qin Yin was still training batch after batch of soldiers day after day.

"Quench my body, defend my Dongyang!"

"Quench my body, defend my Dongyang!"

.........

The soldiers raised their weapons high and responded loudly.

"Very good. Now, the captains of the formations come out and fight with me." Qin Yin swung the spear fiercely in his hand, and a silver light suddenly appeared in the midair.

"Yes!"

The twelve captains in front of them came out one by one, swung their spears together, slammed the ground fiercely, swung the spears like the wind, and quickly slashed at Qin Yin from all directions.

"very good!"

Qin Yin praised, the movement of his hand was not slow at all, the gun in his hand suddenly swung from bottom to top, the spear hit the ground, a burst of blazing sparks swept away, and in just a moment, the spears of several soldiers in front of him were picked up.

"So fast!"

The soldiers were startled, quickly adjusted their breathing and mind, touched the ground with one foot, and changed positions with the other brothers.

"Excuse!"

During the exchange of positions, several people jumped up suddenly, as fast as eagles, and felt a gust of gun wind blowing, and seven or eight long spears were all aimed at Qin Yin.

"Clang clang!"

Qin Yin released his mental power, and before the gun arrived, the person was like an afterimage, spinning and jumping up, gracefully like a flying swallow.

"A Yin is so fast!"

Yu Wenhao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was so startled that sweat broke out on his forehead!

When those spears stabbed at Qin Yin just now, they used all their strength, but if Qin Yin's reaction was a little slower, his skin would be scratched by the spear point!

"Be careful!"

In mid-air, Qin Yin curled her lips slightly, stepped on the tip of the spear with her toes, and at the same time threw the spear in her hand, hitting the soldiers' waists at a strange angle.

"Ouch!"

The spear came so quickly that several soldiers had no time to dodge and were knocked down to the ground.

But soon, they endured the pain, held the spears, and stood up again.

Taking advantage of this moment, the rest of the soldiers began to form formations, stabbing at Qin Yin from all directions.

"Clap clap clap!"

The spear came too fast, Qin Yin didn't have time to pick up the weapon, so he used his palm as a blade, like a dragon swimming, and shot towards a row of soldiers nearby.

"Quickly open!"

The gun array of the soldiers was successfully cracked.

Qin Yin cast a spell again and picked up the spear to fight against the soldiers.

As time went by, more and more soldiers could not hold on and were knocked down by Qin Yin's spear.

"General, we admit defeat."

Half an hour later, all the soldiers were finally knocked down, willingly conceding the defeat.

"Huchihuchi... You have also made great progress." Qin Yin was also out of breath after some sparring. Although she won, the progress of this soldier was rapid.

Yao remembers that when she sparred last month, she only took a cup of tea to defeat them!

Still without panting.

This month, they have made rapid progress.

"Report-"

At this time, a soldier suddenly rushed to report.

"Report, our army has discovered that a large number of soldiers from Beimo are rushing towards Dongyang aggressively!"

"What?!" Yu Wenhao was taken aback for a moment, "He's calling now? He will pick the time!"

"Soldiers, what is our mission?"

Qin Yin held the spear in his hand, breathed quickly and steadily, and stared at the soldiers with a pair of cold eyes.

"Defend Dongyang to the death!"

All the soldiers swung their spears in unison, shouting slogans loudly.

"it is good!"

"If you offend Dongyang, you will be punished even if you are far away!"

Qin Yin raised his spear high, took out his battle robe from his Qiankun bag, put it on carefully, and said loudly, "All soldiers, follow me to the battle!"

　Come with me, go!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)