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Chapter 53: Driving the tiger and swallowing the wolf

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    There is no gorgeous funeral, no expensive coffin, just a pile of dry firewood and a blazing fire, that's all there is to the funeral; at the foot of Wohu Mountain, beside a tributary of the Panlong River, Lao Dao's body is being cremated here, and the raging fire is over.  Everything in the world, this is the place where Lao Dao picked up Xiao Yi, and now it has become the place where Xiao Yi bid farewell to Lao Dao. After coming and going, maybe this is the fate of the two people!

    The ashes after burning will flow into the distance with the river, and will eventually reintegrate into the earth. There will be no tears or crying. Life is so joyful, and death is so painful!  Xiao Yi took off his blood-stained black shirt and once again bathed in the autumn river water here under the starlight. The river water that should have been refreshing now made people feel bone-chillingly cold

    After being cleaned, Xiao Yi put on the Hunyuan Bagua Taoist robe again, and his face returned to the warm smile of the past. He was completely different from the blood-stained appearance when he broke through. No one would believe that this  The amiable little Taoist priest with a smile on his face is the black-clothed warrior who wears a "Chiyou ghost face" on his head in battle during the day, holds a gold-plated boring machine with phoenix wings, and kills people like hemp!  But the cobbler, Daniel and others on the side felt that his smile was so terrifying, as if the sunny Xiao Yi had flowed away with the river, and what came up to the shore was just a demon wearing Xiao Yi's human skin  ¡­

    The old Taoist was sent away, and the children were also sent away. The shopkeeper, Fatty Cao, took a handwritten letter from Xiao Yi and took the remaining dozen or so clerks to escort the children to Jixian via a small road overnight. Where,  Liang Xiaoyu will take good care of these children.

    Everything that should go has gone, and the next step is to wash away the blood with blood!

    On the top of the Crouching Tiger Mountain, Xiao Yi carefully observed the situation at the bottom of the mountain. The Huns' camp was lying at the foot of the mountain like a tiger, while the 'Panlong Pavilion' on the other side of the river was like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf, using conspiracy and tricks.  , devouring the flesh and blood of countless women and scholars

    Daniel and other three people stood around behind him. The right hand of the cobbler Zhang Ji was wrapped in thick wound cloth. A sharp arrow shot broke the main tendon of the palm. After recovering, although he could still barely dress and eat, he was like a  Ordinary people live a normal life, but they can no longer draw the five-stone bow or shoot down the giant eagle in the sky.

    What a Condor Shooter needs is the full cooperation of hands, arms, eyes, heart, and body. None of them can be missing!

    Facing such a huge trauma, the cobbler remained calm. He believed that the demon in the young man's heart, awakened at the cost of countless blood, would yield unexpected rewards for all his efforts.

    "Xiao Lang, the enemy is powerful, and there are only four of us. How can we avenge this great revenge?" Daniel asked with blood-red eyes at the side.

    Among all people, Xiao Yi has always been known for his resourcefulness and has created countless miracles for everyone. Now all hopes are pinned on him.

    Looking back at the three people around him, he then turned around to look at the Xiongnu military camp down the mountain and Panlong Pavilion on the other side of the river. Xiao Yi stuck out his tongue, licked the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth, and smiled slightly, revealing two  His dimples were deep, then he touched his nose and said, "Drove the tiger and swallowed the wolf!"

    After whispering, Xiao Yi walked towards the Huns camp at the foot of the mountain with a smile on his Taoist robe, leaving behind three people who were stunned by the crazy plan

    At the bottom of the mountain, on the wasteland next to the military camp, the Huns were burning piles of corpses of the war dead. The atmosphere in the entire military camp was low and depressing. From time to time, wounded soldiers made painful screams. The battle during the day was a defeat for both sides.  , once these strong men are lost, the wives, children, and children who stayed in the grassland mountains will not be able to survive the cold winter. For a while, sad and low grassland songs began to sound everywhere in the camp

    Liu Bao, the Xian King of the Left, was sitting in the big tent, drinking heavily. The helmet with its tassels shot off was placed at his feet. There was a roasted hare on the fire in front of him. The Huns never brought food and grass with them to battle.  Wherever they passed, they looted and hunted at the same time; the Huns had a proverb: "As long as there is a handful of salt, the real Huns will not starve to death in the wilderness!" It can be said that the birds and animals in the wilderness are their biggest granary.

    After the fire-like wine entered his throat, bursts of warmth arose in his stomach. This kind of wine was one of his goals. Although he drank the fine wine, Liu Bao was extremely depressed. Today's bloody battle cost hundreds of warriors casualties.  The heavy price paid, but the gains were very limited. Those tenacious Han people would rather burn their homes to ruins than become their own slaves The low singing in the military camp made him very irritated. The Huns only recognized the victors. This  I lost my troops and generals during this robbery. I don¡¯t know how much blame I will face after I go back. I am afraid that the throne of King Zuoxian will also be shaky. The advice of King Aries echoes in my ears again. Are the Han people really invincible?  No, I am an eagle on the grassland and a warrior of the Huns, and I want to gamble again!

    &nb"Liu Bao's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened. After listening, he pondered for a moment, considered it over and over again, and found that there were no loopholes. He thrust the scimitar in his hand into the ground and said, "This plan works!"

    "I am crossing the river to hunt on the south bank. Where are you, Master Immortal?" The cunning of the prairie hunter made Liu Bao ask his last question.

    "I am willing to stay in the king's camp and wait for the army to return in triumph!" The little Taoist's eyes were extremely sincere and seemed to be filled with great joy.

    Seeing that the little Taoist priest in front of him, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, was willing to stay in his military camp, Liu Bao let go of his last doubt.  "Instruct the three armies to send cavalry to collect fishing boats, prepare iron ropes, build chain boats, and cross the river at midnight tomorrow to plunder Panlong Pavilion!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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