Mrs. Da Xi was indeed captured alive. Blind Zibei was a very exquisite egoist. For this reason, when he had lunch together at Hutoucheng Inn, Zheng Fan found that Blind Bei was holding his chopsticks into the leg of lamb just like himself. The bone marrow was pounded and then slowly sucked into the mouth,

  The eyes of the two sides converged slightly at that time,

  Both each other seemed to blush for a short period of one-tenth of a second,

  But since that moment,

  Zheng Fan got it right, he and the blind man are the same kind of people.

  Of course, it is generally not said that father looks like a son. It should be said that the blind man is the same person as himself.

  As long as conditions permit, the blind man will definitely catch alive. From the very beginning, they can tell when they attacked Mrs. Da Xi. The first target of the blind man’s attack was actually Mrs. Da Xi’s horse.

  Zheng Fan was not embarrassed to ask, is it that the horse is a little stupid and has a better mental control?

  In short, when Zheng Fan and Liang Cheng came over, Mrs. Da Xi was already tied to the ground. Si Niang was tied with needles and thread, which was stronger than a chain.

  If you want to break free, you have to break your tendons together. This is an extremely terrible torture. Even if the mentally tough people break free, then the person will be abandoned, and there is no need to worry about whether you will run away.

  Behind Mrs. Da Xi, there are more than two hundred native soldiers who finally put down their weapons and were captured alive.

  The world view of the native soldiers is very simple. First of all, they are not afraid to fight, especially the fierceness of fighting, which is not available to ordinary people in other countries.

  But as long as you can prove that you are braver than them, more fierce than them, and biting more painful, their collapse and surrender are so simple.

  Previously, when the native soldiers collapsed, the cavalry of Cuiliu Fort had already killed the red eye. If the blind man Bei hadn’t ordered to stay alive after capturing Mrs. Da Xi, the two hundred native soldiers might have been chopped down a long time ago.

  However, everyone is not very repulsive of this order, nor does it not understand it. The barbarians are a little confused. After being brainwashed by the blind, they only know the order, but the gangsters can think. Everyone knows one thing very well. Sooner or later, these living native soldiers will be turned into **** heads tied to everyone's waist or hung in a saddle.

  After all, this time everyone sneaked in across the border of the country. How could it be possible to capture the prisoners and take them back?

  There are horses, even if these native soldiers don’t run away and want to follow you to the country of Yan as a prisoner, the question is... can they ride horses?

  After arranging some outposts to ride out, the others began to help deal with the wounds under Liang Cheng's order.

Ah Ming pulled out the arrows from his body. To tell the truth, Xu was because he was shot by the Lord from the sky a month ago. He was used to shooting. Sometimes he even wanted to please the Lord. The judgement was wrong, and he had to deliberately lean forward and hit the arrow.

  This also caused Ah Ming to be a little proficient when helping his companions to block arrows in the city.

Anyway, he is a vampire, and he won’t die if he shoots a few arrows. As long as his head is okay, it’s not a big problem. Of course, the injuries on his body will still affect his strength, and he will continue to use this body for the next activities. Time has a lot of impact.

  But these are not things that need to be considered in the emergency situation in the city. Si Niang's needle and thread began to shuttle quickly, patching up the holes in A Ming's body.

  "Is there any kind of thread that can be dissolved by itself?" Ah Ming said with some dissatisfaction.

  His wounds heal faster than ordinary people, which means that the end of the thread can easily enter the flesh, and he will have to dig the thread again when that time comes.

  Although I am a vampire, no vampire has the hobby of "Hello everyone, I am a vampire and I like to poke myself out".

   "It's possible to use large intestine and other attempts to make some thread, but the problem is that it may not be so reliable."

   "Forget it, when I didn't ask."

  Aming admits defeat.

  Si Niang walked in front of Fan Li. Fan Li sat on the ground. Liang Cheng stood behind Fan Li. He stretched out his hand to grab the arrow and pulled it out one by one.

  He checked it a little, and after confirming that there was no poison and no golden juice on the arrow, he signaled that Si Niang could start sewing.

   "My old lady really never thought that she can still be a surgeon in this life."

  Si Niang smiled while controlling the needle and thread to sew Fan Li's wound with her fingers.

  Fan Li just nodded foolishly.

   "I never thought I could lead soldiers in this life," Liang Cheng said.

  "We are still not strong enough. If we weren't out of town early, shouldn't we have to explain in it?"

   "This world is like this. No matter how high martial arts, you are afraid of kitchen knives. If you can't use one, you can kill people with kitchen knives all over the sky."

  A Ming took a water bag and drank it while teasing.

  After taking a sip of water, he immediately wiped the red from his lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue.

  So many people died, their bones were not cold, they were still hot, and they didn’t drink for nothing.

  The blood here, drinking without any psychological pressure.

"It's also very good. It is possible for practitioners such as Qi refiners or Taoists to live longer. As for warriors, the lifespan of ordinary people. When they are old, their vitality and blood will wither or die of old age Died from illness." Liang Cheng said.

   "What's so good about this?" Siniang said.

   "I mean, the power value of this world is not so exaggerated. It can be regarded as high martial, but after all, it is different from the world of cultivation.

  If you think about it, if you look up at the monks flying with swords, and the world is just a breeding ground for monks, then this world is much boring.

  If it is really that way, we can only find a place to live in seclusion with the Lord, otherwise we will not dare to come out. "

   "A Cheng, you talk a lot today." Siniang smiled.

  Liang Cheng pointed to Aming and said:

   "He can live a long time, and I, have lived a long time."

   "I agree with what Acheng said." A Ming took another sip of "water".

  Liang Cheng glanced at Ah Ming, pointed at Ah Ming’s wound, and said:

   "It's not a big problem, right?"

   "It will affect speed and activity, but it's okay."

   "The general in the city is a capable person, and he just failed to fight back." Liang Cheng said.

   "Well, see how busy the blind man is." Ah Ming raised his chin to the blind man.

  The blind Beizheng squatted beside Mrs. Da Xi, opposite him, squatting Zheng Fan.

Mrs.   Daxi is not very good-looking, she should not be very old, but after all, there is no Si Niang who can maintain her, and she does not have the temperament of Si Niang.

  It may be the wind in the mountains, it is too big, blowing the edges and corners of Mrs. Da Xi's face very clearly, giving people a very sturdy and uncomfortable feeling.

  Xiaozi Bei knows that this is not a taste that the owner likes.

  The owner is not the kind of people who are inferior to animals, and even some are too inferior to animals.

Mrs. Da Xi stared at Zheng Fan and the blind man squatting next to her. She did not speak. In fact, her mind was still stuck on the previous defeat, and she didn't know what she should say now.

  However, Zheng Fan did not intend to let her talk, because her mouth could be borrowed.

   "Blind man, are you sure?"

   "Subordinates may be overdrawn."

It is not a big problem to influence a person’s mind. It is not difficult for the blind man now to traumatize his spirit. It is difficult to control a person and turn him into a puppet in a short time. , Very high.

   "It's okay, just don't die."

   "…………" The blind man.

  Zheng Fan smiled, and said: "If it is overdrawn, the supplement will come back."

  Because of the upper body of the magic pill, he himself overdrawn several times.

  The blind man nodded and shouted:

   "Si Niang, help her get two needles."

"okay."

  Si Niang just helped Fan Li sew the wound, and when she walked over, Si Niang pinched the two embroidery needles at her fingertips.

Mrs. Da Xi’s expression has changed. There is a look of fear in her eyes. I am afraid that no matter how bold a person is, you will feel terrified and uncomfortable when you see your enemy holding a fine needle and walking in front of you, right?

   "Lord, do you want to ask again?" Si Niang asked.

  What if someone is willing to cooperate?

  Zheng Fan shook his head and said, “No need to ask, her stockade is in the southwestern hinterland of Qianguo, and she won’t cooperate.”

   Talking, Zheng Fan opened his mouth, yawned, and said, “If you let her come to the front and shout: ‘Kirang, leave me alone, defend the city desperately.’ Doesn’t it seem that we are two?”

   Right now, he and others are undoubtedly the identity of the aggressor, but Zheng Fan does not want to make himself a cliché villain. At least, he wants to jump over the plot of those familiar dog-blood villains.

   "Ok, Lord."

   Seeing Zheng Fan insisted, Si Niang stopped saying anything, and went down with a double needle and directly pierced Mrs. Da Xi’s brain.

  Si Niang is good at using needles, and she is naturally very clear about the various acupoints of the human body. Because the needles are very thin, and she uses needles and threads as weapons, every stroke must have sufficient effect.

  If you don’t open a red tent to be an old bustard, Siniang will be able to make a difference when you open an acupuncture and moxibustion center.

After the needle pierced in, Mrs. Da Xi's body began to twitch, and at the same time, her eyes began to roll.

"Ali."

  The blind man shouted from the north.

  Fan Li, who had been treated with his wound, walked over, and the body like an iron tower blocked the blind man's side.

  The blind man put his hands on the temples on both sides of Mrs. Da Xi’s face,

  Zheng Fan only felt that a layer of matter that did not look like wind but something was brushing across his face, if he insisted on using words to describe it, it should be...rippling.

  Is this the feeling of mental power?

Mrs. Da Xi's body stopped twitching at this time. As a prisoner, she was very pitiful. Although there is no Geneva Convention in this world, there are really not many prisoners who can enjoy this "special treatment".

  The blind man’s body began to sway back and forth, and a trace of sweat came out of his forehead.

next moment,

  Blind Zibei's body fell downside down, Fan Li on his side stretched out his hand, hugged the blind man, then got up and carried the motionless blind man on his shoulders.

   "It's finished?" Zheng Fan asked.

   "It's done."

  It was Mrs. Da Xi who answered.

  The tone of a woman, the tone of a blind man.

  Zheng Fan lowered his head and saw that Mrs. Da Xi’s white eyes had disappeared, and the pupils had returned to focus.

   "Huh, I feel, it's pretty good."

   "The feeling of seeing things with eyes is really unaccustomed." Mrs. Da Xi said.

   "What is it like?" Zheng Fan asked curiously.

   "It's too vague, haha."

  After myopia is used to wearing glasses to see the world, take off the glasses and immediately feel that the world is too blurry;

  After you get used to seeing the world with your heart, and then look at it with your eyes, you will feel that the world is fake.

  Zheng Fan looked at Mrs. Da Xi who was still lying on the ground,

Mrs.   Daxi had no choice but to speak again:

   "Lord, don't ask me how I feel after transforming."

   "Well, you know, I have never painted that kind of subject."

   "But Lord, you must be very curious, wondering how it feels for a man to become a woman."

   "Hmm, I'm not curious."

   "Lord, it's not good to lie."

   "Then don't talk about it, let's do business, your state can't be sustained for too long, right?"

"Ok."

  Zheng Fan motioned to Si Niang to come over and loosen the tie. Si Niang walked over and drew out the silk thread that had previously bound Mrs. Da Xi.

   With the help of Zheng Fan, Mrs. Da Xi stood up from the ground.

  Finally, Zheng Fan couldn’t help but ask:

   "Is it sinking?"

Mrs.   Daxi's face was thoughtful, and she seemed to really appreciate this problem. The vast majority of men couldn't understand the problem that most women didn't think needed to be experienced.

  Finally, Mrs. Da Xi said:

   "Master, I don't think this is a problem."

   "You didn't say that I was bad-minded and I was very happy, but you answered so insincerely that I am very dissatisfied."

   "Lord, there are many fat men in this world, and their one is actually bigger than those who are not girls."

   "Oh?" Zheng Fan was taken aback for a moment, "It's true."

  This somewhat embarrassing question was exposed, and Mrs. Da Xi began to move forward, because he was afraid that Zheng Fan would ask the bottom after asking the top.

  Fortunately, Zheng Fan is not as unlimited as that, and he helps Mrs. Da Xi to move forward.

  Liang Cheng waved his hand to signal the big guy to get ready.

  At this time,

  Aming looked around and said:

   "Is there something missing?"

  Si Niang yawned and said:

"No ah."

  …………

  The gate of Mianzhou City was closed again. In fact, the flames had been ignited a long time ago, but no one knows how long it will take to receive reinforcements.

  The enemy appears too fast. If reinforcements want to come, it is naturally impossible to get up quickly.

  Meng Yu’s father held a siege on the vast surrounding area in a city in the southwest for a year before he waited for reinforcements.

  After this family biography,

  Meng Jue's expectation for reinforcements in his heart is not great.

  When will the reinforcements come and whether they are willing to come, these are all external factors, and they do not affect him to do the things at hand well.

  Upstairs, under his rearrangement, although it seemed panic, at least there was some order.

  This is a talent, a talent who can fight.

  In the eyes of Meng Yu, he was a failure because he was able to defend the city because there were not enough Liang Cheng soldiers on the opposite side.

  In Liang Cheng's view, Meng Yu, who was on the opposite side, was able to defend the city under the premise that the soldiers were so bad. It was really good.

  Actually, what happened tonight, if Mrs. Da Xi and her wolves and soldiers were not defiant, wanton pursuit, things would not have to go to that extreme.

  The army of Cui Liu Fort, it is very likely that they have to choose to leave after losing their troops here.

  But things in the world are so wonderful, there are always all kinds of people and all kinds of accidents, to add to this life, the rich colors that belong to it.

  There were many guards on the city wall, and native soldiers were arranged to come up. Everyone was ready to fight.

  Before the wolf soldiers went out of the city to chase and were counter-killed, Meng Yun led the city guards to go out of the city to meet the Yan Ren who was trying to rush back.

  The two sides have entered a period of "peace" of tacit understanding, although this period is a bit too short.

  Yan people are cleaning the battlefield, harvesting the first level, and bandaging wounds at the same time. On the dry people's side, they are rearranging the defense of the city wall.

  But Meng Yu knew that Yan Ren might not be willing to leave like this.

at the moment,

  Meng Jue’s only hope is,

Mrs.   Daxi has died in battle.

  Because Mrs. Da Xi died in the battle, she would save herself a lot of trouble. However, even if she did not die, considering her village, she would not be able to cooperate with Yan Ren.

  Toasts, not stupid;

  Moreover, Mrs. Da Xi also has a son in the stockade.

  Meng Jue took a deep breath.

  Ahead,

   Yan Ren appeared with a torch.

  Then, the guards on the wall, especially the native soldiers, were stunned.

  Under the city wall,

  Two hundred captives of native soldiers knelt in two rows. Behind them, stood the Yan people with swords.

  This distance is a bit embarrassing. It belongs to the distance that the crossbow arrow can reach but it is difficult to shoot accurately and kill people.

  And what shocked Meng Yan even more was that,

  He saw Mrs. Da Xi coming out, beside him, there was a tower-like man who had previously impressed Meng Gong. He held a torch in his left hand and a motionless person on his right shoulder.

Every time Mrs. Daxi took a step forward, the tower-like man also took a step forward at the same time.

  Zheng Fan stood behind Mrs. Dayi, supporting Mrs. Dayi, and Fan Li on the other side must also keep up;

  This is probably because...the signal is not good, so get closer.

  The cold wind keeps blowing the torches. The moon tonight is very round and very bright, so even in the middle of the night, the visibility is not low.

  Everything is ready, just waiting for Mrs. Da Xi’s call.

  And at this moment,

Mrs. Da Xi suddenly turned her head and said to Zheng Fan beside her:

   "Master, subordinates can't speak native language."

   "…………" Zheng Fan.

  Fan Li heard it next to him, but just smiled foolishly ~lightnovelpub.net~ and then squeezed the blind man's body on his shoulders a few times.

   "No, the stage is set up. Tell me about this. What is the difference between you and my classmates who went to the Internet cafe the night before the postgraduate entrance examination in my previous life?"

   "Subordinates remember that the Lord and A Cheng were discussing the issue of dirty or not."

   "You eavesdropped again."

  "On the battlefield, subordinates always pay more attention to it."

   "Then what should I do next?" Zheng Fan asked.

Mrs. Da Xi pushed away Zheng Fan’s supporting hand.

   took a few steps forward,

   Raise both hands,

   shouted in Central Plains dialect to the tower in front:

   "My sons, listen to my orders, quickly raise your swords, quickly open your bows, kill the Ganren around you and welcome the Yan people into the city!"

  After shouting,

Mrs. Daxi turned her face to look at Zheng Fan behind her.

   My eyes are slightly raised,

   asked silently:

"how is it?"

  Zheng Fan nodded.

  Road:

   "Dirty."