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Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Valley of Flames


"Giggles, it's him" Tong Luo Jisi looked at the situation in front of him, stretched out his hand weakly, saliva rolled in his throat, a look of despair flashed in his eyes, and the vague arrow shadow appeared in front of his eyes again.

The trend of this ambush set by this arrow, Ashina Yifan did not give an order at all, the Turkic army in front was still moving forward, and the Turkic army in the rear kept pouring forward.

Although there was chaos in the place where Ashina Yifan died, it was insignificant for the entire team, and the vast majority of the Turks carried out the order to attack with all their might, and the tide was surging, and it had formed an irreversible trend.

"Go out and rush to a road" Tong Luo Jisi and his guards were like being swept by the turbulent river, and they couldn't stop at all, until Ashina Yifan died, Tong Luo Jisi couldn't stand the feeling of being eroded by death anymore, drew the scimitar on his waist, twisted the horse's body, and rushed towards the entrance of the gourd valley frantically.

Thousands of glinting scimitars followed him, slashing at the Turkic soldiers who were holding them back.

The splattered blood, with the stunned faces of the Turkic soldiers, forced their way to the entrance of the Gourd Valley, and these Turkic soldiers could not imagine why the same team would attack their own people.

Like an arrowhead, he plunged into the turbulent river and forcibly cut a path through it.

As the distance from the mouth of the valley approached, the road in the valley became narrower and narrower, and with Luo Shusi leading his own soldiers, all the remaining Turkic troops were blocked, and a fierce conflict broke out between the two sides.

In the end, after a fierce impact, Tong Luo Zhusi still rushed out with his personal guards, leaving thousands of corpses at the mouth of the valley alone, blocking the last remaining more than 3,000 people from the outside of the gourd valley.

"Boom" In the next moment, Tong Luo Jisi had just escaped from the entrance of the gourd valley, and when more than half of his personal guard team was still in the valley, huge stones fell from the sky and smashed into the team.

The smallest of these stones was the size of a basketball, dense like raindrops, directly cutting the team of Tong Luo Jisi in half, and piling up a huge pile of stones at the entrance of the gourd valley, as if in the blink of an eye, a mountain range rose on the ground, sealing the gourd valley.

Tong Luo Zhusi suddenly turned around, looked at the stone wall close to him, his eyes were already terrified to the extreme, and the soldiers who were blocked by Tong Luo Jisi and did not enter the valley looked at the stone mountain falling from the sky in amazement, and slowly lowered the scimitar raised high.

"This is, it's raining" The next moment, Tong Luo Jisi felt a chill on his forehead, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, and there was a slip in his hand.

"No, it's not rain, it's tung oil" As if to verify Tong Luo Qisi's words, just as his words fell, a sky-high fire burst into the valley, and the flames rushed through the obscurations of the stone wall, reflecting the entire sky in a blood-red color, and even the rays of the sun were covered with all its brilliance at this moment.

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and move these stones away, you can save some, hurry up" Tong Luo thought for a quarter of an hour before he reacted, and roared at the Turkic soldiers who were also stunned.

"Ah" The soldiers woke up like a dream, rushed to the bottom of the stone mountain, reached out to pick up the already hot stones, and on the surface of some stones, you could still vaguely see blood stains in the shape of five fingers.

"What's that?"

Tong Luo Jisi looked up at the flames rushing into the sky, and suddenly felt that there was a cold light pointing at him at the top of the valley, and at the moment when he squinted his eyes to see clearly, countless sounds of breaking the air came into his ears, showing countless black spots in his retina, as if they were swarms of locusts falling densely in the sky.

Immediately after that, the friction sound of the iron arrow drilling into the flesh sounded one after another, and the grinding sound and painful roar were mixed together, and the listener's heart was numb, and Luo Shusi staggered back a few steps, suddenly turned over and fled frantically with the remaining guards, leaving only thousands of corpses, telling the cruelty of war.

"Enough, Uncle Lin, it's not worth losing an arm for such a person."

At the top of the valley, Yu Wenzhe's right hand was on Lin Ping's shoulder, looking at Lin Ping's resolute and focused eyes, and shook his head.

"Huh" Lin Ping heard this, took a deep breath, and the hands holding the bow and bowstring slowly retracted, and it took a long time to smoothly put the pitch-black iron bow on the ground, at this time Lin Ping's right shoulder was already wet with blood again, but there was a trace of disappointment on his face.

"The wound on my left shoulder is due to him, this guy has some ability, and he is qualified to be called an archer, and that black iron arrow should also be on his body, but it's a pity" "Thanks to Uncle Big Tiger, we were able to prepare so many stones in such a short time, and now that the fire is starting to spread upwards along the vegetation on the cliff, we should also retreat" Yu Wenzhe nodded to the people around him and said.

Wang Dahu was lying on his back, with too many abrasions on his body, and the whole person was paralyzed there, completely prostrating.

You know, they took a lot of effort to prepare these stones, those stones that are bigger than people are basically transported by Wang Dahu himself, and others can't move them at all, but fortunately there are many stones like this in this valley.

"Go" under the leadership of Yu Wenzhe, the people gathered here began to move towards the other side of the valley with difficulty, Wang Dahu was supported by two guards before he barely stood up, the muscles of his body were still trembling uncontrollably, he looked at Yu Wenzhe's back, and his eyes gradually exuded a kind of reverent brilliance.

It was as if he remembered what Yu Wenzhe had told him when he ordered this strategy, but he didn't understand it at the time, and even thought that Yu Wenzhe wanted to get rid of these Hou Junlian's personal soldiers with the help of the Turks.

Just a day earlier, after they came out of the Hidden Corpse Valley, they bypassed the 50,000 army of the Turks, Lin Ping left the team with the jade, and Yu Wenzhe led the others on the way to the Gourd Valley.

"Uncle Big Tiger, I want your people to intercept the Turkic soldiers, divide your people into twenty teams, and set up ambushes wherever they can ambush to block the advance of the Turks."

Yu Wenzhe thought about it and said to Wang Dahu.

"Little Lord, there were originally less than three thousand people, divided into twenty teams, and they had to ambush an army of fifty thousand, which was clearly to send them to death, and if we wanted to escape at our speed, there would be no problem at all, and there was no need to delay time in such a way" ntforiitfreeti0 t1706231537: