Ran Min’s face lit up. He was like a drowning man who wouldn’t let go even if he grabbed a straw. What’s worse, Lu Yuxian was not a straw but a huge ship.
Lu Yu flew to the center and saw the begging army behind Ran Min. They were ragged and poorly equipped, and the banner of Wuhuamen floated like a group of UU Hezhong. It looked a bit ridiculous, but it was these people who played the strongest voice that belonged to the Han people in the darkest age of the Han people.
Their appearance has greatly shocked the arrogance, and the preservation and development of Hu people’s Chinese culture have been won.
Lu Yu can see that these people are very young, many faces are still a little immature, and they are still children worried about life on campus.
But in this damn age, they have to take up arms and fight for the chance to live.
Begging for a living means waiting for heaviness and despair.
Liu Yu couldn’t help sighing to see him stretch out his hands and gently use a trick. The pale yellow silk thread floated out of the begging army and fell into Liu Yu’s hands, gradually turning into a bug that was sleeping in Liu Yu’s hands.
The beggars’ army was pleasantly surprised to find that the feeling of exhaustion disappeared after the departure of the pale yellow breath department, and they became full of energy again, and disappeared into drowsiness, feeling that they were in excellent spirits.
"I have taken out your fatigue and drowsiness department for ten days, and you will sleep tirelessly, hoping to help you." Liu Yuyin looked up from the sky and found that there was no Liu Yu figure.
Ran Min felt as if he had inexhaustible power at the moment. He arranged a body armor and smiled happily. "Today, with the help of the fairy, this is God’s will. God doesn’t like the conference semifinals for ten days. We have these ten days! In these ten days, we will show those arrogant Hu people that Han people will never be slaves! "
Ran Min heard all the soldiers of the begging army screaming at the top of their lungs, "The begging army killed Hu and killed Hu!"
The earthquake swept the fields and blew a storm to the north, where there were their enemies. This time, they wanted death and blood to tell these Hu people that the Han people were not bipedal sheep but bloodthirsty dragons.
Ran Min turned over Ma Baojian and pointed to the front and shouted "Let’s go and kill Hu!"
"Kill hu! Kill Hu! " With this noise, the begging army galloped north.
In front of them is a pocket formed by the joint army of the Hu people. If they want to get into this pocket, they will tear it to pieces.
From this day on, the begging army became the nightmare of the northern conference semifinals. On the tenth day, it traveled thousands of miles to four places, seven battles, seven victories and more than 200,000 megatron.
After many years, the name Ran Min was also the name that can stop children from crying at night among conference semifinals.
When Ran Min led the begging army to chase after death and drive north, an old man came from the conference semifinals. He wore a white robe, painted strange patterns with blood on his face and held a big drum made of human skin in his hand.
Barefoot, he slowly approached the conference semifinals tent.
At this time, the conference semifinals had already been terrified. They leaned together and whispered about the tiredness and cruelty of the begging army. They didn’t notice the arrival of the old man. When they looked up, they found that the old man had reached the door of the tent and was looking at it carefully.
"Priest, how did you come?" The conference semifinals soldier stammered, and his heart was even more shocked.
This is a person who can communicate with the gods by the high priest in the clan. Even the leader is respectful to him. He often practices in the mountains and devotes himself to heaven. God has never come out and never thought that he would come here today.
At this time, the high priest also carefully looked at the temporary tent.
At first glance, you can tell that you are building a camp in a panic. Many places are wrinkled and have been pierced by weapons. The big tents are all like this. You can imagine the embarrassment of the people.
The movement at the door alarmed the conference semifinals leader in the big tent. He lifted the curtain and glared at him, ready to teach him a lesson. He didn’t know the rules.
In vain, I saw the high priest with white hair and bare feet
I couldn’t help but ask in surprise, "How did your old man come?"
Chapter one hundred and ninety-five Ghosts
"The gods told me that an enemy was coming." The old man’s eyes were slightly open, but he was overjoyed by the conference leader. He is now worried about how to deal with Ran Min and his begging army. It is great news that the old man came to suspect.
He has always been awed by the worship of gods in his clan. Compared with the place where there is a Kyushu seal, the place where Hu people live is chaotic and orderly, which also makes these so-called gods the most fertile soil. Behind every Hu people, there is a god.
Nowadays, it is very exciting for the Hu people who are on the verge of despair to hear that the gods will intervene. Therefore, the leaders of the Hu people did not hide it, but made it widely known. Soon, the Hu people who had been hunted and demoralized regained their courage. They all knew that their gods were behind them this time.
Ran Min, with the begging army, has approached the Hu people’s camp. He knows very well that this state can last for ten days. In these ten days, he will try his best to kill Hu, otherwise he will miss the opportunity when fatigue comes.
However, when he saw the conference semifinals in front of him, the situation was beyond his expectation. It turned out that these conference semifinals had long since lost the courage to fight with themselves, and they never thought that they would rally in this short time. Although they were still a little messy, their morale was obviously restored.
Ran Min frowned, keenly aware that something was wrong, but at this time, he had chosen to be able to fight in World War I, and their begging army was able to rely on it now. If this gas was loose, it would be over.
Bitten teeth, Ran Min waved to the attack command. Tireless begging army roared begging army to kill Hu!
This murderous sound made the camp of the Hu people confused for a while, which aroused the fear that the Hu people had hidden in their hearts. It was these people who shouted such slogans and slaughtered their comrades that night.
"When have we been so timid?" The high priest said with a frown, looking at the slightly rioting army.
The leader’s face showed a little embarrassment. During this period, the pursuit filled their hearts with fear. If the high priest hadn’t come with the orders of the gods, they would have fled like sangguquan. These Han people seem to never know fatigue like demons crawling from the abyss. They have been holding cold swords and looking at the dead with cold eyes. They are like slaughtering cattle and sheep.
Such a sight has already impressed them deeply, and a poisonous snake bites their hearts from time to time and brings them fear.
Suppress the fear from the bottom of my heart. The leader ordered that "we will kill the enemy gods with our friends."
This order of the conference semifinals crustily faced the most terrible thing in their minds, but when the begging army soldiers raised their swords, they were deeply buried in their hearts, and fear broke out. Many people consciously avoided it, so they finally got up and became morale.
Beggars were surprised to find that the conference semifinals, who looked fierce just now, suddenly became timid again. They would not miss such a good opportunity to expand their achievements.
Ran Min took the lead in killing the soldiers in front of him, but he couldn’t shake the trace of doubt in his heart. He wanted to know how these conference semifinals could succeed.
The high priest was livid and looked at the battlefield ahead. His white eyebrows were almost wrinkled together. He looked at the same livid leader and said coldly, "How did you bring the warriors in the waste family into this state? It’s like a strong tiger being pulled out."
"You don’t know something, High Priest. These beggars are like crazy. They are tired and fearless of life and death. They have been chasing us for days. They really have no strength!" The leader argued