It seems that today is not a good day. Dashan looked at the gate of the 1,000-pound sluice and looked back at it. In the emergency place, the seven kings of pigs faced Yue Buqun Naidao.

Then withdraw. It’s getting late, Yue Buqun said.
Well, hey, hey, Dashan nodded and suddenly couldn’t help laughing.
What’s the matter, Fox? Have you got any tricks up your sleeve? Yue Buqun wondered.
Not surprisingly, Dashan looked up at the sky, and by this time we were already galloping across the land of Fufeng.
Oh, Yue Buqun looked puzzled at the unfathomable face of the mountains. We really have a good chance of winning now, but Mr. Fox, you can say something absolutely.
Hem, Dashan, smile with skin and don’t smile with meat. He didn’t say anything and walked over to the Seven Kings of Pig.
Yue Buqun looked at the back of the mountain and looked back at the iron wall. Finally, he didn’t have a clue
Slag silently knelt in front of Mo Yun, and the soldiers all happened to coincide. The two men were surrounded by a circle, and everyone was immersed in great grief.
At this moment, a strange voice sounded again. Why are you all here? Why don’t you defend yourself when the enemy is coming?
The soldiers all stared at the sound source with a fat eunuch.
Didn’t anyone hear you? Father Wei squinted angrily and said, "Give me that fat hand with a wave of his hand, urge them to disobey orders and refuse to carry it out. Cut my head off and hum." He brought those cronies soldiers to the soldiers and immediately forced them to come over, yelling and pushing them hard. Come on.
A soldier shouted fiercely that he threw his spear to the ground. He gasped violently and his eyes were burning with anger.
After ShaHou discerning knife light has suddenly flew the soldier’s headband for half.
The soldiers in Tiger Prison were suddenly shocked. They joined the army together, trained together and fought together. Brothers are often brothers. When the former soldier falls, the latter soldier will help him close his eyes several times. Their feelings are more sincere than blood. It is definitely not a word for them to die for their brothers. It is common for comrades in the battlefield to block swords and guns. With such deep feelings, you let them accept what is happening in front of them.
I don’t know who sent the first shot, but they called Qingzhou soldiers with swords and guns aimed at Wei’s father-in-law cronies and killed them in the past.
No one can stop the surge of emotion.
When Mo Yun died in the hands of father-in-law Wei, a brother died face to face in front of everyone’s eyes. Anyone who was stimulated by blood could be indifferent again. No one could be inspired by his own painstaking efforts. There is a kind of fierceness hidden in the bones of the northern Han Dynasty. When that kind of wildness is stimulated, it will often spread to everyone’s heart like a plague, so blood will be spilled all over the male land again.
The battle soon ended. Father Wei brought his hand and was beheaded. Father Wei was shivering with his back against the wall. There were countless angry eyes and sharp spear points.
You, you can’t kill me. Father Wei’s trembling voice matches his rich body. It seems that he is just an ordinary man who is afraid of death and fat. But it is such a ridiculous fat man who actually killed this general Mo Yun in the tiger prison. It really has to make people sigh.
What can’t kill you? Qingzhou soldiers scoffed with red eyes. Didn’t you just be awesome? You were so fat.
Don’t kill him. He’s been kneeling beside Moyun. Slag suddenly said
Qingzhou soldiers are surprised to look back at the front of the slag. A soldier suddenly wakes up and seems to say that it’s your turn to kill General Slag yourself.
I said don’t kill him. Slag gently lifted Moyun’s body and got up and walked over to Father Wei.
Qingzhou soldiers didn’t understand what the slag wanted to do, but they all gave way to respect him.
What are you doing? Father Wei is limping and kicking his feet.
Look at him. Slag gently broke Mo Yun’s body into two pieces and put it in front of Wei’s father-in-law. Piety is like paying homage to his ancestors.
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Look at him. He’s been defending the northern frontier of Fufeng Empire. Do you know that the slag gently stroked Moyun’s face and said exciting words in a calm tone? Do you feel comfortable when you are enjoying the splendor, blowing warm wind and eating delicious meals in Kyoto, listening to decadent music and indulging in wine and wine?
Father Wei didn’t know what the slag wanted to say, so he winced a little.
But do you know what day we are living here? Slag cast a glance back, and the soldiers in the back are so sad. Look at us soldiers guarding northern Xinjiang. What are we wearing? Slag has put your satin and fur together. Look at us. Is it warm in winter? But look at us again. We are wearing coarse cloth. Can this protect us from the cold? A thin iron plate is tied to our chest. Even the arrows can’t stop our feet from wearing sandals. Which brother hasn’t had chilblains in winter? Slag patted Father Wei’s chubby face. What about you?
Hehe, the soldiers couldn’t help laughing bitterly.
Father-in-law Wei stared but dared not say anything
Slag hands holding father-in-law Wei’s fat face playing with the two big cheeks sneered, father-in-law you eat delicacies, big fish and big meat every day, right?
Well, father Wei was played and couldn’t speak.
Look at our brother’s dregs. Put his face on him and point to the soldiers who are trembling slightly in the cold wind. We have to produce food and get it from the court. We have worked hard to cultivate ourselves but we don’t have enough to eat. Do you agree?
Wei Gonggong bitter face don’t talk.
Snapped a slag backhand and slapped father-in-law Wei, but still smiled at him. Do you think it fits?
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Slag slag growled at me. What am I?
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What’s the connection between the slag and the anger?
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Slag slammed a slap and roared that his mother was so slow.