Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 856: Night party
Yin Wangcheng.
Wu Tie stood at the gate of the city, facing the gate, looking at the three characters "Yin Wangcheng" on the lintel.
This character was written and carved by Wu Tie.
Understood three thousand avenues, eighty-four thousand side gates, and learned countless miscellaneous knowledge with the ancestors of the Dawei Baidu sect. Wu Tie truly understood that the world and all things are the "Tao". The truth.
Writing is enlightenment.
The lettering is also enlightenment.
Eating and drinking Lazard in life, the subtleties are all ‘the way of heaven’.
Because the Taoism is high enough and the cultivation base is deep enough, Wu Tie also feels happy looking at these three characters, and every cell is warm and uncomfortable.
These three characters, in terms of pen strength alone, are much stronger than those of Wei Dawei who were good at Danqing calligraphy.
It’s just that, if you look at it carefully, there are still shortcomings.
The avenue is endless.
So, no matter how well written this character is, there is still room for improvement.
He stretched out his hand, and the index finger was drawn stroke by stroke in the air, a trace of golden light remained in the air, engraving an extremely bright and agile writing.
Gu Yin, as well as the other envoys sent by the rebellious king, are standing on the city wall all at once, looking at Wu Tie without knowing why.
The text has been sent, and many troops who have rebelled against the king have left Mocheng and are gathering in the direction of King Yin City.
In the two canyon passages of the Dead Cow Trap and the Dead Donkey Trap, the garrison of Sui Dynasty was shocked several times a day.
Two canyon passages, facing the threat of Wutie on the west, and dozens of rebel kings on the east. If the two sides attack together, the Qiyin Mountain defense line can be broken with a finger.
It's just that Wu Tie doesn't seem to have any intention of sending troops.
Everyone, including Feng, is waiting, waiting for Wu Tie's order.
Dozens of rebel kings are waiting, waiting for an order to send troops from the city of King Yin; the two demon lords are waiting, waiting to see how Wu Tie acts.
Xiahou Wushuang is also waiting.
He must wait until he has gathered enough military power in his hand before he can launch a thunder blow and pacify Xijiang with the fastest speed.
In the secret hall opened underground in King Yin City, a huge teleportation array suddenly opened.
The gates of light condensed and slowly opened, accompanied by the sound of low footsteps, rows and rows, and the whole body shone with metal dim light, and the scarlet flames in the eyes flashed like wildfire like giant soldiers running fast. come out.
The width of the light gate is thousands of feet, and each column of giant soldiers has a thousand people.
One column, two columns, three columns... a hundred columns, a thousand columns, ten thousand columns...
This is a one-way teleportation formation from the Three Kingdoms mainland to the Suizhao mainland after careful mediation by Wu Tie. People and things can be teleported here from the Three Kingdoms Continent, but from Sui Dynasty, they cannot be teleported through this teleportation formation.
The four-sided gate of the secret hall opens, and four winding passages lead directly to the mountains near the city of King Yin.
In the mountains and forests outside the city of King Yin, four giant valleys surrounded by phantom arrays have been laid out.
Dozens of secret passages, from these four giant valleys, lead to hundreds of valleys, large and small, that are also covered by magical arrays in the distance.
The mighty giant soldiers rushed out, they rushed into the valley along the tunnel, and rushed into the distance along the valley. One hundred thousand, one million, ten million, hundreds of millions...
The minerals of the entire Three Kingdoms continent are being mined frantically, and countless ores are being sent to the forge controlled by the big iron. As long as the supply of materials is sufficient, Big Iron can continuously provide Wutie with powerful, intrepid giant soldiers.
Mixed in the giant soldiers, a large group of five element elves also swarmed out.
These five-element elves are fanatics of Wutie, and their loyalty to Wutie cannot be shaken. Under Wu Tie's deliberate cultivation, both their blood heritage and growth prospects have progressed by leaps and bounds.
Now the ancestors of the God Realm have appeared in the Five Element Elves, and there are countless elites from the Fetal Hidden Realm.
Under the tribe’s professors led by Kong Chengqi and Meng Buyan, the Five Elements Spirit Department literate, read, and learned the art of war. The civilization of their entire tribe has already undergone earth-shaking changes.
The battle mode of the giant soldiers is monotonous and rigid. These newly produced giant soldiers do not have much wisdom. When no one is under command, they cannot fully exert their powerful combat power.
With the cooperation of these five-element elves, and with these five-element elves acting as commanders of the grassroots officers, these giant soldiers will transform into the most terrifying killing machine.
"Holy Ancestor!" Hundreds of five-element elven ancestors, who had soared their cultivation bases and reached the **** level, walked out of the teleportation formation and bowed to the old iron standing beside the teleportation formation.
On that day, Wu Tie and Lao Tie were both inherited from Taikoo Dapeng Ming King and Peacock Ming King, and Lao Tie became one of the holy ancestors worshipped by the Elves of the Five Elements.
"Go, I'm old, I should know what I am going to do." Lao Tie was carrying a spear, and the barrel of the gun was lighted. An ancestor of the fire spirit kneeling in front of him: "Attention, Xiao Tie said. Giant soldiers can be consumed indefinitely. You are all sober one by one. Children of the tribe, don’t be blindly impulsive when you don’t need to take risks."
Old Tie said solemnly: "This battle is not aimed at killing...We are just asking for the compensation we deserve."
The ancestors of the five elements elves agreed in unison.
They all began to scold them one after another, leading a large group of children to scatter along with the mighty torrent of giant soldiers.
Yin Wangcheng.
The wind hurriedly brought a few subordinates to Wu Tie, and handed a piece of jade slip to Wu Tie: "My lord, the news from Suidu, the father is in Suidu's confidant, has already sent Xiahou Wushuang and other generals 'S relatives were removed from the prison."
Feng Entropy is, after all, the best candidate to take over the throne among the many ministers of civil and military affairs in the Sui Dynasty.
Feng Entropy has been operating for many years and has countless bright and dark subordinates in the court.
After Feng Rong came to power, there was a crazy **** cleansing, and the hands of Feng Entropy on the bright side had been killed completely, but most of his secret confidants were safe and sound.
Feng Rong's **** cleansing was frightened, and at the same time, it also awakened many neutral courtiers.
Unconsciously, the power of wind entropy in Suidu has not been weakened, but has been strengthened instead.
Feng Rong has just decreed that the relatives of Xiahouwu and other generals will be sent into the prison. In two or three days, the people of Feng Entropy have transferred these people out, and Feng Rong has not disturbed Feng Rong in the slightest.
"There are more ways to help, but no way to help. That's the truth." Wu Tie stretched out his hand and patted Feng's shoulder: "The son is doing well... Well, I hope we can continue to cooperate so happily, don't Let this king down."
Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He pursed his mouth and said nothing. He couldn't answer Wu Tie's question, nor could he make any promises.
In a way, Wutie is also an enemy.
Not only the enemy of their Yin Palace, but also the enemy of the entire Sui Dynasty.
Now Wu Tie and Feng are standing in the same camp, fighting together against the brutal Feng Rong... But when Feng Rong is truly overthrown, the next thing... Feng doesn't know what will happen.
He only hopes, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, not the situation that worries him the most.
Wu Tie's background, as well as his current connection with the Western Demon Country, if there is any change, it may be a disaster for the entire Sui Dynasty.
Feng only hopes that Wu Tie's appetite will not be too big, and his ambitions will not be too big...
So, it's everyone's blessing, it's everyone's luck.
It was night, three thousand miles east of Mocheng, a plain with mountains and waters behind.
A series of standard warships of Sui Dynasty are suspended high in the sky, and pieces of mirrors with special functions stand up on the bow, emitting a ray of light shining everywhere.
On the ground, the night-watching soldiers pulled all kinds of beasts, silently shuttled through the camp.
At the fixed post, the night soldiers looked around.
The formations and restrictions everywhere are extremely strict, and the camps that stretch for hundreds of kilometers are shrouded in layers of strange light.
In the camp, all the spirit gathering formations are fully opened, and the huge heaven and earth elements can be turned into a stream of light visible to the naked eye, which is constantly injected into the barracks. Except for night patrols, guards, and soldiers who are fully armed and ready for battle, there is no sound everywhere in the barracks, and both officers and soldiers are practicing with all their strength.
In the Great Tent of the Chinese Army, Xiahou Wuming had a gloomy face, standing in front of a huge mana sand table, gesticulating with his fingers, calculating the geography of the mountains and rivers west of Mocheng.
He has received information that the army that has rebelled against the king has withdrawn from Mocheng and is marching in the direction of Qiyin Mountain.
For Wuming Xiahou, this is indifferent.
The landlords in these places and their private armies, in the eyes of Xiahou Wuming, are all chickens and dogs, and they are vulnerable. Nothing more than that, Xiahou Wuming can choose to kill them all, or capture most of them alive, nothing more.
The embarrassing thing is the Feng Yishi, located in the western demon country on the west side of Qiyin Mountain.
Xiahou Wuming doesn't think it's difficult to defeat the wind. How capable can a prince who fled in a hurry?
Xiahou Wuming's finger can easily stab Feng and his so-called righteous teacher to death.
However, it is the Western Demon Country that makes Xiahou Wuming feel a headache.
How can the wind occupy such a large territory in the Western Demon Country? What is the origin of the civil servants and generals around him?
If you attack the wind, will it cause an all-out war between the Sui Dynasty and the Western Demon Kingdom?
If it is in the territory of Sui Dynasty, Xiahou Wuming doesn't worry about people from the Western Demon Kingdom at all.
However, once you leave the land of Sui Dynasty and set foot on the land of the Western Demon Country, Xiahou Wuming must consider carefully. After all, the frontier troops of Sui Dynasty that were swallowed up by the Western Demon Country before are a lesson from the past.
After careful consideration and consideration, Xiahou Wuming suddenly burst into flames.
With a fierce punch, he wiped out the entire sophisticated and expensive mana sandbox.
The huge use alarmed the guards outside the big tent. Hundreds of heavily armed guards broke in silently, looking at Xiahou Wuming with expressionless faces.
"Nothing, go out...change a sandbox...add ten times more manpower to investigate any troubles in Suidu." Xiahou Wuming gave a sullen face and issued a series of orders in succession.
"Also...with the'Death Camp' on standby at any time." After pondering for a long time, Xiahou Wuming finally passed the command in a low voice to his guard commander, Xiahou Wusheng, a member of their Xiahou clan: ', they are all prepared...just waiting for my order."
Xiahou Wusheng glanced at Xiahou Wuming coldly, nodded heavily, and then turned around and left the big tent.
'Death Camp', that is a family death soldier secretly trained by the Xiahou family, specially used to exchange one's life for another.
Here, one life is changed, not an individual, but one family’s life is exchanged for another family’s life... When the death camp is dispatched, it means that the entire Xiahou clan is ready to burn jade and stone.
The Heavenly Demon Secret Pill, from the Eastern Demon Kingdom, is the demon road giant of the Demon Kingdom, a domineering pill refined by **** means.
A Heavenly Demon Secret Pill can explode a hundred times more damage in a very short period of time, and its damage is close to self-destruction.
A Heavenly Demon Secret Pill is extremely valuable. It took tens of thousands of years for Xiahou Wuming to prepare only one for Xiahou's death camp.
This stuff, one per person is enough, anyway, after taking it, it will undoubtedly die.
"Your Majesty, you are, forcing the old minister."
Xiahou Wuming touched his forehead. This was the place where Feng Rong hit with a jade seal that day. An anger rushed in his heart, Xiahou Wuming almost wanted to give an order to control the army under his command to counterattack Suidu and directly kill the **** stuff on the throne.
However, Xiahou Wuming was a bit hesitant.
His reputation, the reputation of the entire family, and... the truth that Feng Rong has become so murderous inexplicably... all this made him afraid to act rashly.
"There is a lot of strangeness in it..." Xiahou Wuming heart is like cooking oil, gritted his teeth and circled the big tent.
Suddenly, a weird cry sounded in Xiahou Wuming's ears: "Xiahou Wuming... Xiahou Wuming... old friends are here... come out, meet me..."
"Hey, do you still remember... Eight thousand years ago, at the foot of Qiyin Mountain, the old friend who almost bit off half of your ass?"
"Come out, meet up...hee!"
Xiahou Wuming's face shivered violently, and he subconsciously touched his right hip muscles.
That has no bottom line, shameless, really shameless bite... the bite that almost gnawed off half of his body.
"Gang Tian Gang...Pig Gang La...You old shameless..." Xia Hou's nameless eyes twitched violently. He murmured: "What the **** are you going to do? Ha, ha ha, this is the Flintlock on the ground, old man, are you afraid that you won't succeed?"
A quarter of an hour later, Xiahou Wuming led a team of elite family guards, sneaking away from the Chinese army camp, and then all the way to a hill on the west side of the station.
On the top of the hill, beside a bunch of spooky bonfires, a weird-looking altar is inserted with a holy spirit flag, underneath is a grass man as tall as a foot, and a small note is pasted on it, written in blood Xiahou's nameless name.
The pig Gang smiled, wearing an indecent Taoist robe, and was waving a mahogany sword, standing in front of the altar making a ghost.
"Pig Gang, you try to curse me?" Xiahou Wuming rolled his eyes with anger: "This kind of curse~IndoMTL.com~does it have any effect on the old man? You, your heavenly name. The shameless one!"
In the eyes of Xiahou Wuming, this kind of altar of Xia San Indiscriminate and curse of Xia San Indiscriminate have absolutely no effect on him.
For people of their status and status, using this kind of altar method is completely equivalent to spitting at each other when street gangsters fight, and it is purely a meaningless insult.
The pig Gang hurriedly waved his hand: "No hurry, no hurry, the old pig is not to curse you, but to give you a sound transmission... You old ghost is afraid of death. There are prohibitions and formations everywhere in the camp. The old pig is too lazy to run in to find you...Look, use this altar to transmit sound to you, isn't the effect pretty good?"
Throwing down the peach wood sword in his hand, Zhu Gangli pointed to Wu Tie sitting by the campfire, and said with a smile: "The one who is looking for you, the master is him... The old pig just helped him spread the word and told you to come out. That's it."
Wu Tie smiled and beckoned to Xiahou Wuming: "Teacher Xiahou, come, let's talk carefully? Well, you are full of young and old, now in my hands."
Xiahou's nameless eyes lit up suddenly, as if a flash of lightning suddenly pierced the void, shining brightly in a radius of hundreds of miles.