Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 31: All beings on the battlefield
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Shen Tunian stood beside a collapsed catapult, quietly looking at the city in the drizzle of Yunqin. []
The purgatory mountain robe on his body does not enter in the drizzle, and even exudes a hint of scorching heat, steaming the rain outside into a white mist.
At this moment, the Dongjingling Mausoleum in front of him looks very quiet. Behind those wall breaches, there are faint green eaves and black tiles, and some mottled white walls. In the drizzle, they have a unique sense of beauty.
However, as one of the commanders of the Seven Mang Army, the president of all the Mang Army gathered outside Dongjingling City at this moment, he knew very well that there would be countless traps in this peaceful city at this time. There are many practitioners whom I am afraid I might not be able to meet in Zhongzhou City.
Who is the coach guarding this city?
Looking at the stern state of this city, Shen Tu Nian's brows were tightly twisted together, knowing that this person was the most terrifying opponent he had encountered so far.
A Damang general wearing the heavy armor of the heavenly devil walked towards Shentu Nian from the rear.
Thin raindrops flowed on his long metal cloak, and the extremely fine metal texture on the metal cloak stretched into scaly shapes.
Shen Tu Nian turned his head and glanced at him, stretched out his hand and made a fist.
"Start now?" The Damang general subconsciously returned this sentence.
Shen Tu Nian did not have an angry expression, but just nodded, "I understand some opponents' intentions, the more you wait, the more disadvantages we are."
The Damang general wearing the heavy armor of the heavenly devil stopped talking nonsense, turned around and made a gesture and let out a low drink.
A black and red flag, full of holes pierced by various weapons, was raised on the stage by a mobile in the Da Mang Army.
A wave of shouts rang out among the dense army.
The walls of Dongjingling Mausoleum suddenly shook. In many places, many years of dust that hadn't fallen under the bombardment of the catapult fell.
All the reckless troops moved.
……
On the sacred tree Feihe, Bian Linghan's face suddenly became very solemn in the sound of waves that suddenly swept the entire world.
She took a deep breath, letting the cold and humid air in the sky make her calmer and more sober.
Because from this moment on, she is Lin Xi's eyes, and she is Lin Xi's hand to convey certain instructions.
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"Boom!"
Upstairs in the square corner, the Yunqin drummers who have been waiting for a long time made a sound at the same time. [~]
This dull and powerful sound penetrated the rain and fog and entered the city.
In a street in the city lined with flat shops on both sides, Jiang Xiaoyi, who was among a group of black-clad Yunqin sergeants, suddenly stopped and looked back to the direction of the city wall far behind.
Amidst the echoing drums, he heard a grunt, and a Yunqin soldier beside him swallowed saliva.
He turned his head, and what fell in his eyes was an ordinary, short-looking Yunqin soldier. He exhaled to relieve the nervousness in his heart, and then casually asked the short and stout Yunqin soldier, "Where are you from?"
The short-shaped Yunqin soldier swallowed again, tightened the cloth belt with the long knife in his hand, and buzzed: "Yunqin."
With a bang, the surrounding Yunqin soldiers all laughed.
At this time, these Yunqin soldiers seem to feel nothing to be afraid of. A Yunqin soldier laughed and laughed loudly and said, "Yu Tiezhu, who doesn’t know that you are from Yunqin, Mr. Jiang asked you. Where are you from Yunqin, but you say you are from Yunqin, you are not trying to laugh people to death."
The short and stout Yunqin soldier was a little annoyed, and said coarsely: "Anyway, I am from Yunqin, which is not bad. I am from Yunqin."
With this exit, this street is suddenly quiet.
Jiang Xiaoyi smiled slightly and said: "Yes, we are all from Yunqin."
"Yes, no matter where it came from, we are all from Yunqin!" Many people shouted.
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At this time, Tang Chuqing was standing next to a defensive crossbow on the wall.
He has already handed over the city he had set up to Lin Xi, and then, like an ordinary soldier and an ordinary practitioner, he only needs to accept the order from Lin Xi to fight.
So at this time, he has completely put down the burden on his body and became very free, so he has enough time to come and see the Great Mang army on the city.
Looking at the side that rose in the Great Mang army is very old, soaked with blood, and after the years, only the tattered black flag with blood stains is left, and the corners of his mouth show a trace of mockery. To the more than ten Sergeant Yunqin who was in charge of the city guarding crossbow beside him, he said: "What age is it, how many years has the South Moroccan country destroyed the country... Actually, he even scooped out the flag of the Nan Moroccan country attacking the Starfall Tomb. , Using such an ancient hatred to arouse morale? This is too boring. [~]"
The Yunqin sergeants beside him didn’t know his identity. Hearing him say so, several sergeants also hummed loudly and echoed: “Indeed, there is really nothing left for these big barbarians. Even such shameful things are scooped out."
Tang Chuqing looked at these lovely Yunqin soldiers, smiled, and said seriously: "When the order for you to retreat from the city wall is issued, you must run faster then."
These Yunqin soldiers didn't respond, and didn't know if they didn't take it to heart or didn't have time to listen to him.
Because at this time, the Da Mang army has moved from all sides of Dongjingling, and at the same time it has begun to advance neatly.
"This is interesting."
Looking at the densely packed army that seemed to fill the entire world outside, Tang Chuqing's eyes narrowed slightly, but she said to herself.
At this time, the front line of the reckless army is not the heavy armor or heavy cavalry that was most commonly used in siege in the past, but the ordinary sword and shield infantry.
These three infantry soldiers are in a row, with a certain distance between the front, back, left and back, and the speed of advance is not so fast.
"Just want to occupy the city wall before dark?"
Tang Chuqing thought for a while, muttered to herself softly, and then under the umbrella, walked along the city wall towards the next turret.
Shenmu Feihe flew quickly around the wall of Dongjingling.
The Eastern Jingling Tomb is so huge that even the speed of the Shenmu Feihe is several times faster than that of a galloping horse, and it is difficult to circle the city for a while.
"Shit!"
A crimson arrow came out from the view of inaction, and it was accurately nailed to a simple wooden watchtower that was separated by four hundred steps.
A black armored general Yunqin pulled out the arrow nailed to the stake next to him at the fastest speed, unfastened the small scroll tied to the arrow, took a look, and immediately waved several flags. , Began to play semaphore.
The semaphore was delivered to several high places in the city very quickly.
An army general on the Shenmu Feihe who always held up the brass eagle eyes amidst the roaring wind and rain, loudly passed Lin Xi's order to Bian Linghan: "Master Lin ordered you to follow the army on all sides. Approach the speed of the city wall, arrange the retreat of the city wall defenders!"
"It's just that?"
Bian Linghan blinked vigorously, squeezing out a drop of raindrops into his eyes, and said in his heart. Her gaze at this time was calm and extremely cold... just thinking that according to Lin Xi and her previous agreement, unless she sees a practitioner above the peak level of the Great National Master, or sees the other's coach, she will use Da Hei... In this case, it is best that the opponent's coach can enter her line of sight, and she can use Da Hei with all his strength to send an arrow.
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The Great Mang army is getting closer and closer to the city wall.
More and more figures appeared large, highlighted in the drizzle. The Yunqin defenders on the city wall even began to faintly see the nervous, anxious, and enthusiastic faces of these big soldiers.
The snare drum has been sounded rhythmically.
The many battle drums on the four walls all have the same rhythm, and every sound of each sound shakes the world and makes people's heart beat.
The giant Yunqin catapult behind the city wall has begun to roar, throwing blocks and half houses-like stones, shattering the rain, and smashing into the big mang array with the sound of death, every stone Falling, can more or less splash some flesh and blood stumps.
In a loose state, there were more than 30,000 large-scale infantry close to the wall from all sides.
At this time, most of the 30,000 infantry troops have already entered the range of the guard crossbow and most of the fixed crossbows and blade carts on the city wall. However, there is still silence on the city wall. Still not a single crossbow arrow fell.
In the long formation of the Great Mang Army, a man of the Great Mang Army suddenly couldn't bear the huge pressure from the city in front of him and from the silent wall. Suddenly, his face became pale and he dropped the weapon in his hand. About to turn around and flee.
But without waiting for him to turn around, a mang warlord with two blue flags tied to his back instantly took five steps in a row. With a flash of a long knife in his hand, he directly chopped off the head of the mang soldier.
An expression of fear still remained on the face of this reckless soldier, his head turned in the air, but the blood in his neck rushed higher than his head.
"Fighter, die!"
The Warlord of Mang, who cut off the head of the Mang soldier with a single knife, raised up the **** sword in his hand expressionlessly, and said indifferently, indescribably mighty.
There are sentient beings on the battlefield.
This is just the face of all beings
A very small picture in .
However, it happened to fall into the eyes of a black armored general Yunqin's guard on the wall.
"Old Cheng, are you sure of the Great Warlord General in the shè?"
The black armored general Yunqin spoke coldly and asked an elderly sergeant with gray hair and a little rickets on the crossbow next to him.
"It should be possible... to do it?" The gray-haired elderly sergeant smiled, and answered with a thick Yunqin northern accent, wrinkles on his forehead.
"Let him die quickly!" Hei Jia Yunqin sneered, "He looks arrogant at this time, and we are more arrogant than him."
The gray-haired elderly sergeant didn’t hesitate. Through the sight on the crossbow, he immediately began to quickly turn several handwheels for adjusting the crossbow. It was originally aimed at the crossbow near a gap in the city wall. Rotating and positioning in the low metal friction sound.
At this time, the Yunqin soldiers on the city wall, including the watchmen and drum masters, were only more than two thousand five hundred.
However, in the face of the densely packed 30,000 large reckless infantry soldiers, all the Yunqin soldiers beside the crossbow machines looked unusually calm, unusually arrogant, and irresistible.
"Dead!"
The gray-haired old sergeant waved his hand vigorously, and let out a sharp shout with a thick northern Yunqin accent.
"Crack!"
The metal hammer in the hands of a well-prepared middle-aged Yunqin black armored sergeant fell and knocked off the pin of the control winch on the crossbow machine.
The crossbow machine, which seemed calm during its rotation, suddenly let out a stern sound, as if it was about to expel all the fighting spirit and anger accumulated in the chest of all the Yunqin sergeants.
Amid the sharp rattling of metal hinges and the sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the air, a crossbow arrow with the thickness of a child's arm shè out along the set trajectory.
The Great Warlord had just put down his **** sword and was moving forward. Before he had time to do any evasive movements, this huge crossbow arrow went down from the sky and penetrated his body. His whole person flew up to five or six meters, and then accompanied by a huge bloodbath, he was nailed to the ground fiercely!
"Well done, adjusted so quickly, and shè so accurate, it must be Lao Cheng's handwriting." Yunqin soldiers in many places on the city wall saw this scene, one of them was a black man in the distance. The school officer Jiayun Qin exclaimed, then glanced at the gap in the nearby city wall, nodded, "It's almost there, let's start!"
"Crack!"
As soon as his voice fell and his hands were just raised, several crossbow machines beside him screamed at the same time, and a branch of crossbow arrows slammed into the front of the gap with the sound of death. A puff of blood mist was brought out in the big mang array.
These crossbow arrows kicked off the curtain.
On the entire quiet city wall, the sound of metal slammed into huge waves in an instant, and countless crossbow arrows shattered the rain and fog, appeared in the air, and fell... The first update of the new year, everyone is well and good luck) V