Datang: Touching the Corpse Li Yuanba at the Beginning

"I have a medicine here, which can make people's whole body itchy uncontrollably. It occurs at three times in the morning, noon and evening every day, and lasts for 49 days. If the person can hold back after 49 days, the effect of the medicine will increase ,..."

"As for how to make it worse..."

Song Ci said half of what he said, but in fact, his medicine was cultivated based on poison and Yunnan's Gu insect technique.

Rather than prescribing medicine, it is better to say that it is casting Gu. The first 49 days are when the Gu worms grow up, just like people eat three meals a day, so they will get sick in the morning, noon and evening every day, but after 49 days, the Gu worms grow up. , it will invade the human brain and turn a living person into a fool, a walking dead.

Thanks to the fact that this Gu worm can't control the human brain, otherwise this would be the Tang version of Biohazard.

"Please detox!"

Song Ci took out a pill, casually threw it into a person's mouth, then took out a wine bag, and poured a few mouthfuls into the person's mouth. A person who was still fine just now suddenly convulsed and curled up on the ground. His face was flushed, and his hands kept scratching his body.

"itch!"

"itch!"

"I'm itching to death, save me, save me..."

The Persian glanced at the people on the ground, and didn't go up to rescue them immediately, but carefully put on a pair of gloves made of unknown leather.

Only then did he walk to that person's side, and stretched out his hand to touch the aorta that came out of that person's neck, and he could clearly feel that the blood flow of this person was speeding up.

Finally, he looked at the man's pupils and mouth, and turned his head solemnly.

"Here comes the big barrel, put some wine in it."

"I'm dissolving this pill in it."

"Yes!"

The assistant behind him quickly prepared these things according to his instructions, then stripped the man's clothes and threw them directly into the vat.

"Ignite a fire, this poison needs hot water, fight poison with poison."

Sure enough, the man was thrown into the barrel, the pain was slowly subsiding, and a relieved expression appeared on his face.

This Boss looked at Song Ci with a smile on his face, meaning, your poison has been cured, is it my turn now?

"please!"

Song Ci still had a smirk, to tell the truth, Song Ci had never really smiled when he saw a living person, he was only happy when he saw a dead person.

The man also took out a pill, stuffed it into the mouth of the man soaked in the vat, and stretched out his hand towards Song Ci.

Seeing this scene, Song Ci chuckled, took out a pill, put it in his mouth, and then took out a silver needle nearly one foot long from his bag, and gave the man in the barrel a large amount.

The blood vessels all over the man's body were bulging as if they were about to burst, especially in his neck. The blood vessels coming out of his forehead had already shown a purple-black color.

Song Ci shook his head, "Why bother, God has the virtue of being good at life, I originally wanted to play more."

After muttering, Song Ci's silver needle directly pierced the man's Tianling Gai, and the silver needle that was nearly a foot deep sank into the root, and the man's eyes that were already bloodshot and about to explode were also frozen at this moment.

Then Song Ci pulled out the silver needle, and a stream of blood sprayed more than a foot high on the man's Tianling Gai.

"Did you Persians treat aphrodisiacs as poison?"

Song Ci said disdainfully, "Your Highness, there is no need to compete, we have already won."

"Won?"

Li Wenhao and others were at a loss.

"Yes, I won. If you don't believe me, watch him?"

Song Ci pointed to a Persian doctor, and saw that he was lying on the ground with bruised veins all over his body, his ten fingers aimlessly grasping his body, just like the man in the bucket that Song Ci had just dealt with.

"This……"

The members of the Persian Mission stood up straight away. Song Ci had no contact with this doctor from the beginning until now. How did he poison him?

"Ha ha!"

Song Ci glanced at these Persians disdainfully, "He doesn't even know he was poisoned, how can he compare with me?"

"you……"

The group of Persians wanted to go up to help people but were afraid of being infected, so they stayed in a stalemate until finally, watching the Persian doctor forcefully dig out his stomach with both hands, and died in pain.

"There's no need to compare anymore, right?"

"Humph!"

The Persian envoy retreated directly.

Back beside Li Wenhao, Song Ci spit out a pill in his mouth, put it away carefully, and then gave Li Wenhao a reassuring expression.

As for the few prisoners present, no one cares about their life and death at this time, they are all curious, how did Song Ci poison it?

"Your Highness, let someone pour strong wine on the two corpses, and then burn them with fire."

"go with!"

Lu Wenzhao led his men from a long distance and poured strong wine on the corpse, only to see small white bugs crawling out of the corpse, but they died as soon as they crawled out of the flesh.

As the flames ignited, these two people also disappeared into the world.

"Prince of the Tang Dynasty, since we have fought against generals, we have also competed against poison, now let's compete against the army!"

"I brought [-] people this time, and took out [-]. How about we compare?"

"Okay! Then I want to see how elite Daqin's soldiers are."

Li Wenhao came out with a long gun.

"Owl Ghost!"

As the sound fell, a large banner with ghost characters came from far to near to the school grounds. If it weren't for the sight of ten thousand fine riders standing there, and the smoke and dust rising from the school grounds, people would not even believe that there is such a thing in the world. The elite are not troops.

[-] horses, standing neatly wherever they are, no matter whether they are people or horses, they don't even make a sound, they really look like ghost soldiers killed in hell.

"My pro-army, the Great Tang Xiaogui Army, has been with me in the north and south of the army since it became an army. How about defeat?"

"Prince of the Tang Dynasty, aren't you a bit too contemptuous?"

"Why, you dare not gamble?"

"Just bet!"

The envoy of Daqin glanced behind him, and a warrior wearing a Mingguang armor came out. What he held in his hand was not the traditional western lance, but a great axe.

"bring it on!"

Li Wenhao got on his horse and looked at the ten thousand people in front of him, with a sneer on his lips.

On the frontal battlefield, the Owl Ghost Army has never lost, not only never lost, but also won big.

Only this group of foolish people from other countries who have never heard of the prestige of the Xiaogui Army dare to go up like a stunned young man, otherwise...

hum!

After the army horses on both sides retreated enough to charge, under the watchful eyes of all the royal family and princes and ministers of the Tang Dynasty, Li Wenhao took off the mask of ghosts and gods and took the lead in charging.

"wind……"

Following Li Wenhao's shout, the javelin was ready and fired.

Before the ten thousand enemies could understand what was going on, they were tripped by their fallen comrades.

"Front Arrow Array!"

With Li Wenhao's loud shout, the Owl Ghost Army quickly transformed into a straight line, and at the front of the straight line was Li Wenhao, and behind him were the owl ghost army soldiers with weapons. Everyone carried long knives Stand up.

"What, how is it possible?"

"The formation change was completed so quickly?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, this kind of order and prohibition can only exist in the mouth of a storybook or a storyteller in their minds, but today they finally saw it, especially those who have never seen the ghost army, they are even more flustered .

"Yan Ling Formation!"

During the march, the Xiaogui army changed again, and this time it was the Yanling formation that killed people.

"Cut through!"

Cavalry hedging, the most damaging morale, the most hurtful is the piercing attack, because this is a powerful test for both sides, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as someone stops the horse, it is not necessarily the enemy waiting for him His spear, most likely his own spear.

After all, under the huge inertia, no one can stop.

But these things don't seem to exist in the owl ghost army. Li Wenhao said that the chisel piercing really brought someone to chisel it, and it was unscathed. Now the enemy's [-] fine horses are probably less than [-] left.

"Three dragons come out of the water!"

Li Wenhao yelled again, Xiong Zhan and Li Junxian led [-] people each to separate teams, and began to walk towards the two wings, while Li Wenhao led a large force towards the place with the largest number of enemies.

"Daqin, is this your most elite soldier?"

"It's not as good as the [-] pigs in my Tang Dynasty. Just based on this, what qualifications do you have to be called Daqin?"

PS: Sorry, half an hour late, the author will pay attention to the time next time.

Chapter 438 The Greatest Immortal Dance in History

"You also deserve to be called Daqin?"

Li Wenhao said disdainfully.

"My Great Qin Dynasty was built by the first emperor of the ages. Have you seen the Great Wall? It was built by the first emperor to guard against foreign nations like you."

"I, Great Qin, fought north and south throughout my life, unified the north and south, and established the world. Are you people also worthy of the word "Da Qin?"

After Li Wenhao finished speaking, he raised the spear in his hand, and launched the deadliest blow to the so-called Great Qin elite who were surviving.

"The Prince of the Tang Dynasty is merciful"

Daqin's envoy wailed.

But what responded to him was the merciless killing by Li Wenhao and his subordinates.

"I said I would kill them all, and killing one less is not counted as killing them all."

"By the way, are you under the control of Death God or King Yama?"

"If it belongs to Yan Luo Wang Guan, it may be killed by my hero of the Han nationality once in the underground."

Li Wenhao prancing his horse with his guns out, and standing in the center of the arena with 1 owls and ghost troops. Wherever he looked, Fanbang lowered their precious heads.