The Legend of the Extraordinaries Chapter 950: Devil

According to Mi Xiaojing's judgment, the two sides are evenly matched. The only advantage of Dragon City is that it occupies a higher terrain than the other. There is no decisive factor. The competition between the two sides is still based on people.

The low sound of the horn sounded, more than a dozen flags were erected. In the cold weapon era, the role of the flags and horns is to convey commands.

There were black spots on the horizon, and they were quickly connected in a line, and there was a faint rumbling sound, which was the sound of a bull bull stepping on the ground.

The sound of the horns on both sides became louder and louder, and the whole atmosphere began to become serious.

Mi Xiaojing looked around curiously. At this time, he had withdrawn his spiritual consciousness, because he found that it would be much less fun to see with spiritual consciousness, and the invisible atmosphere could be more felt with his eyes.

The sound of horns, flags and hoofs thunderous!

At this time, Mi Xiaojing saw a peculiar scene. Countless people were building wooden frames. Three thick-thigh wooden pillars were crossed together. One end was buried in the ground, and the other end was sharpened and burned with fire. At once, a hard spire is formed.

Soon, the ground was covered with such shelves, and many people were digging the pit. The pit was very narrow, only one person wide, and it was winding.

It's the same on both sides, maybe this is a kind of tactics, but Mi Xiaojing didn't understand it anyway.

The Great Monk Lingdu explained: "This is a thorn frame, a pile of wooden thorns, to prevent the opponent's violent bulls from impacting, and to hinder it."

Mi Xiaojing really doesn’t understand. With his means, or any fairy’s means, this kind of obstacle trench can be flattened by a casual slap, and it can be flattened with the power of heaven and earth. It has no meaning at all. .

Immediately he reacted. It is now a battle for mortals. Although these things are useless for immortals, and even for cultivators, they are very useful for mortals.

Immediately afterwards, a series of crossbows were set up, and after the piles of thorns and thorns were placed along the trench, some people kept busy, pulling the bow and preparing to launch.

Mi Xiaojing discovered that these densely packed crossbows vary in size, but the smallest ones have to be dragged by bullock carts.

He swept across with God's consciousness, because God's consciousness scanning can quickly know the specific number, only then discovered that these crossbows are divided into areas, there are a total of thousands of crossbows before and after, divided into seven areas. Three of them are in the front and four are in the back.

Even where Mi Xiaojing and the others were, there were people who came to erect a thorn frame, the arrangement was very tight, leaving only a few passages, and there was also a big flag erected here, which is a red banner. A similar flag was erected on the opposite side.

According to Monk Lingdu, this is a non-combat zone. Except for certain personnel, only the wounded can enter, and no one else can enter.

The people of Longcheng Temple quickly set up leather tents. Most of these leathers are made of violent bull and earth dragon skins. They are thick and waterproof, and can also defend against ordinary arrows.

Neither side launched an attack, but arranged it step by step.

Mi Xiaojing said in a puzzled way: "Why not directly attack?"

The Great Monk Lingdu smiled and said: "This is the rule. You never come up to fight... This kind of struggle has been going on for hundreds of years. Keep fighting with each other and do not require the occupation of each other’s city. It is a simple one. Fight in the field."

Mi Xiaojing was stunned, what is this? Fight to play? Killing? Get sick!

However, he quickly calmed down. There are no wonders in the world. This little thing shouldn't be a big deal, so let's watch the excitement.

Busy and noisy, working enthusiastically one by one, only those earth-dragon knights don't have to do anything, their only task is to be alert to the impact of each other.

For three days in a row, thorn stands and piles of wood thorns were erected. Thin and tortuous trenches spread across the earth. Most people with knives and bows and arrows rested by the trenches. They were busy for three days. It finally stopped.

Cooking smoke rises, piles of fires rise, and the scent of various foods fills the battlefield. Mi Xiaojing curiously discovered that these people are not nervous at all, and their emotions are more like going out for a wild trip.

Mi Xiaojing is sitting on a wooden platform not far away. This is a specially built wooden platform so that he can see clearly.

The monks of Longcheng Temple really want to enshrine the Mi Xiaojing. They have thought about it without thinking about it.

This wooden platform is not too high. It is six or seven meters tall and has a banner of Longcheng Temple. Any knights and warriors with a little common sense will not attack this wooden platform.

Here you can clearly see the battlefield, Mi Xiaojing's eyes are very good, and even if there are places that he can't see, he can see with his spiritual sense.

The battle finally started on the fourth day. To Mi Xiaojing's surprise, only one person came out.

The Great Monk Lingdu explained: "This is a unique fighter here! Knights fight each other, fighters fight each other, and teams fight each other until the final battle."

Mi Xiaojing wondered: "Is there another way?"

The Great Monk Lingdu said: "This is a tradition..."

Mi Xiaojing said in a puzzled way: "This fight~IndoMTL.com~ will kill a lot of people, right?"

The Great Monk Lingdu said: "No, there are not many dead, but a lot of injuries! That's why we are here. If we don't get treatment in time, many people will die."

Mi Xiaojing couldn't understand at all, he asked: "Why fight like this?"

The Great Monk Lingdu sighed and said: "There are often inexplicable enemies here. Every time they appear is a huge disaster. Many warriors must fight...At that time, the real casualties were heavy. ."

Another great monk said: "It's not just ordinary people, even our Dragon City Temple is the same, even many cultivators will go to fight..."

Mi Xiaojing curiously asked: "What kind of enemy is it?"

The great monk said: "Devil!"

Mi Xiaojing was in a daze, the devil? Does it mean the ghosts of the spirit ghost world?

"Spirit ghost world?"

The Great Monk Lingdu shook his head and said: "No, not that kind of ghost..."

Mi Xiaojing suddenly remembered that when he entered the city, he saw a crossbow on the wall. Now it seems that he is not dealing with the cultivator, but the so-called devil.

He asked with some confusion: "What kind of thing is that?"

The Great Monk Lingdu said: "Every ten years, there is no fixed time. There will be a group of fierce people in the far west. They are not the same as us. They are all black with patterns, and they are all fierce. ...The point is that they cannibalize! So they are called devils by our people."

The entire planet Mi Xiaojing has been scanned. He remembered his previous observations. There was a desert on this planet where no grass grows. Then he understood that this should be a point connected to a small world in the void. People from the world will invade here.

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