"When the battle starts, you and the air cavalry will be responsible for covering and exploring the path for us."
Under the setting sun in Huangquan, Xiao Shizhu stood among the old trees with outstretched branches on the top of the mountain, letting the mottled light and shadow cover his whole body.
Surrounding him were his personal entourage, as well as Ke Yun and several of her generals.
Xiao Shizhu took a deep breath and ordered to Qin Yuan, who was squatting on a rock like a knife and ax not far away: "Your mission is to ensure that we can reach the bottom of the valley safely. The vanguard did not make a foothold at the bottom of the valley.
Before you click, your mission is not to join the battle."
"Understood." Qin Yuan nodded his head, raised one wing and pecked the itchy spot on that wing with his beak.
"Leave the vanguard army to Shi Jueming. Your charge will definitely knock out the Eight Kings of Hell." Xiao Shizhu was in high spirits, with pride written all over his face. He turned to look at Shi Jueming who was eager to try: "
General Keyun will lead a team of elite archers. Once the bow is fired, it will not be affected by any factors, and every arrow will hit the target with perfect accuracy, helping you and your men to eliminate a large number of enemies."
"The archers I selected are all capable of firing fifty arrows in a row without getting tired of it." Ke Yun took a step forward, looked at Xiao Shizhu and then turned to the worried Shi Jueming, with a look of dismay on his face.
Concealed pride and pride: "The furnace in the cave also helped us a lot. The arrows of our troops have been replenished.".
After hearing these words, the worry lingering in Shi Jueming's eyebrows slowly faded away.
He was just worried about the problem of insufficient feathers and arrows. Now that it was solved, there was nothing to fear.
"The gunpowder and iron sand and iron bullets required for the primitive firecrackers have also been replenished." The female slayer took over and continued: "According to the Lord's request, we also prepared a lot of millet snatched from the passes and military camps.
Distributed to ghost soldiers holding fire guns."
"The National Preceptor Association and I will personally lead the main force, with Tai Feng and Nv Ba at the rear. This concludes the combat meeting, and we will start fighting tonight." Xiao Shizhu was too lazy to continue talking nonsense, and tried to be as concise and concise as possible when mobilizing for battle, and just looked around.
The ghosts in sight slowly said: "Tonight we will kill all the ghosts who dare to resist and make them fear and panic."
Finally, his calm eyes fell on Ke Yun's excited face, and then said: "After tonight, your clan will stand tall in the underworld. The Eight Kings will no longer exist. After we leave, there will be no ghosts in the underworld that will threaten you."
If you do, you will also dominate the underworld from now on."
"But I won't know after thousands or tens of thousands of years." Xiao Shizhu paused and added. His voice was much softer than when he was mobilizing before the war.
But Ke Yun didn't hear it clearly. His sentence seemed to be a muttered supplement.
Even Xiao Shizhu, who said this, did not expect that this sentence, which was just a joke at first, would actually come true later.
"Alright, let's take your positions now and get ready. We will launch the attack as scheduled as soon as it gets dark." Xiao Shizhu waved his hands, sat on the ground, and closed his eyes slightly: "Let me be quiet for a while, I have to do it too.
Ready."
The ghosts nodded and turned to leave. Only the Imperial Master Yingying did not move.
After waiting for him to go away, she sat down on the ground next to Xiao Shizhu and asked quietly: "With the fire, the female demon's sky fire can evaporate most of the water in the valley. Together with the ignited pine wood and other objects, the burning building
, the flames soaring into the sky can also make the sky above the valley turn red.
The Fengdu army surrounding us at the foot of the mountain will definitely notice it and come to support us. Although it is still more than ten hours away, you should know that the well-trained cavalry can reach the mouth of the valley in only one or two hours. Shitou
You can't block them for too long, you must have thought of a way."
She believed that Xiao Shizhu must have considered this, but Yingying was still curious about what Xiao Shizhu would do, so she stayed and asked this question.
Xiao Shizhu, who had a calm face, suddenly opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile.
"I really almost ignored this problem before, but then I remembered it. I have not forgotten that weird guy with five heads named Wutou." Xiao Shizhu's eyes flashed with cunning.
Guang Guang: "Qinyuan has contacted him a few days ago. Soon, the Fengdu ghost soldiers at the foot of the mountain will see him and the army he leads.".
After finishing speaking, the excitement on Xiao Shizhu's face faded away and he returned to his previous calm. His eyes were slightly closed again and he didn't say another word.
Imperial Master Yingying was no longer curious, stood up and stood aside, responsible for Xiao Shizhu's safety.
Time has slowed down, and the overcast sun setting in the east seems to be setting slower than in the past. The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves into the mountain forest, casting beams of red light.
The dim forest was filled with an orange halo. Xiao Shizhu, who had been sleeping drowsily for a long sleep, suddenly woke up when the last ray of sunset disappeared.
In the darkness, the excitement before the war lingered in his wide eyes, which also shone with a strange light.
The sleepiness on his face was gone.
"My lord, everything is ready." National Master Yingying walked to him again and said softly: "The soldiers have made all preparations and are well fed and drunk. They are ready to fight at any time."
After saying that, he took out a pancake from his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Shizhu.
Xiao Shizhu put the pancake into his mouth, took a bite, chewed it carefully, then turned around and strode towards the top of the mountain not far away, and asked at the same time: "What time is it now?".
"It's probably the Youshi period." Imperial Master Yingying, who followed closely behind, replied after thinking about it for a moment.
"It's still early, let the soldiers take turns to rest." After saying this, Xiao Shizhu, who had already stood on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, looked down at the deep valley in front of him and said slowly: "We will start the attack when we are ugly."
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After saying this, he stood silently on the edge of the cliff. While chewing the cold pancake in his hand, he looked at everything under his feet and in front of him.
Under his feet was a cliff composed of hard rock that had been silent for a long time. Beyond that was a deep valley surrounded by unpredictable mist and with no bottom.
Fog covers dangerous cliffs, clouds cover deep valleys, and rich Yin Qi surges in the vast white valleys, rising into the sky from the unpredictable white fog.
Xiao Shizhu, who had finished eating the cake in three or five times, just stood there on the edge of the cliff, standing upright, as if he was petrified. No matter how strong the wind in the valley came, he remained motionless.
The moon has risen from the west, and the blue moonlight slowly shines on the cliff, dyeing the rocks a deep blue.
The ghost soldiers under Xiao Shizhu got busy, moving the wood that had been prepared, the hollows filled with saltpeter*, the balls wrapped in withered grass, and the jars of spirits near the cliff, ready at any time.
Throw it into the valley.
Xiao Shizhu remained indifferent and just stood on the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain, staring at the valley where the white mist turned into deep blue under the moonlight.
He couldn't see anything clearly, but he still didn't look away.
It wasn't until a long time later, when the yin moon had turned eastward, that he slowly raised his hand.
The ghost soldiers who were ready behind him saw the gesture and knew it was a signal that they were about to attack, so they passed down the orders level by level.
Soon, his order was conveyed to every ghost soldier.
At the same time, Xiao Shizhu, who had accurately grasped the time, waved his hand forward vigorously, and the ghost soldiers behind him silently lit torches one after another, and then used the spirits that they had snatched from the pass of the Fengdu ghost soldiers to
, opened the altar one by one and poured it on the wood that had been prepared for a long time.
After lighting them one by one, they worked together to push them off the cliff.
The female demon just behind Xiao Shizhu also concentrated her energy, placed her hands across her chest, bent or straightened her fingers, and formed a strange hand trick.
The sky and earth near Jiuquan Valley suddenly turned red. The originally starry night sky was burning, and huge balls of fire fell from the sky and headed straight into the valley.
Under the instantly bright sky, the burning fireball was blazing, and the wind in mid-air helped the fire. The flames rose high, changing and roaring in the wind.
Xiao Shizhu's face was expressionless, and his eyes swept across the valley in front of him. He soon saw that the fog was no longer a vast expanse of white, nor was it the faint blue under the light of the moon. There were patches of red deep in the clouds.
As the sky rose, the huge sea of clouds and fog became fiery red.
There was no more silence, and the strong wind blew by, causing the mysterious robe on his body to fly.
At the same time, more than a dozen skyfire fireballs controlled by the female demon had all fallen into the valley, shattering into a sea of fire. As they spread rapidly in all directions, streams of red flames more than ten feet thick exploded from the bottom of the valley.
With scorching winds and heat waves, they soared into the sky and rushed straight out of the sea of clouds and fog. Even the ghost soldiers standing on the top of the mountain suddenly felt unbearably hot, not to mention the Fengdu ghost soldiers in the valley who were burned by the sky fire.
It is unimaginable how painful and unbearable the Fengdu ghost soldiers, who had already been exposed to the sea of fire and whose shrill screams resounded throughout the world, were feeling at this moment.
There were bursts of rumbling and muffled sounds in front and back of the valley, which was the sound of the underworld ghosts on the mountain rolling down boulders and sealing the entrances and exits.
The underworld ghost soldiers lined up on the top of the mountain were still lighting grass balls and wood in a steady stream, and rolling down the mountain one after another.
In the mist of the valley, which was as red as blood, the screams became louder and louder, shaking the heaven and the earth. Moreover, the desolation and pain in the voices made all the ghosts in the valley tremble.
In less than a cup of tea, Xiao Shizhu and the others had already rolled down the valley the rolling stones and wood and the lit wood and grass balls that they had prepared for nearly a month.
The fog that filled the entire valley was only red and hot.
"Prepare ladders and ropes." Xiao Shizhu turned around and looked behind him, staring at the fierce and eager ghost soldiers in the mountain forest with a faint red glow under the sky: "Use this to climb down the cliff. If you dare to resist, you will be shot!"
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As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost soldiers who had already fixed the ropes and ladders to nearby solid trees and rocks rushed to the edge of the cliff and threw the rolled up ropes and ladders down the valley one by one.
Shi Jueming, who carried the long knife on his back, strode forward and stood on the edge of the cliff first. He grabbed a rope on the ground and faced the valley with his back. He bent his knees and prepared to jump down.
"Be careful." Xiao Shizhu raised his hand and patted the adopted son's shoulder heavily with his generous palm.
"Don't worry, foster father." Shi Jueming smiled faintly, grabbed the rope and jumped, taking the lead to go down the valley. The ghost soldiers of the vanguard army who had already lined up also followed Shi Jueming, grabbing the rope or the ladder,
Climbing down the rugged cliff, it didn't take long to disappear into the clouds and mist filled with screams and red light.
At the same time, Qin Yuan let out a sharp roar from his sharp beak. He led the air cavalry into the sky, circled and then dived towards the misty Jiuquan Valley.