The morning breeze drifted across Xiaoyu Mountain City, and a slight sound echoed on the scorched earth covered with scorched marks.
The reinforcements, who had cheered with the ghosts, had begun to clean up the mess inside and outside the mountain city and rebuilt the fortifications inside and outside the city.
Several senior officials and ghost generals were still standing in front of the city gate, surrounding the bent and deformed steel knife inserted on the ground. They looked at each other in a flash and quickly thought about Yingzhao's proposal. Finally, they nodded and agreed with Yingzhao.
Suggestions.
Judging from the current situation, most of the seas near Xiaoyu Mountain City and north of the Minghai have been completely blocked by the Jiuyou Kingdom Navy. There are also attacks from Heilong Island and Samsung Island in the east and west waters, which has caused the supplies of the Beiyin Dynasty.
It is difficult to send reinforcements to the island again.
The Emperor of Fengdu, who was far away in Fengdu, seemed to have realized this, or overestimated Gong Mingyi's ability. Recently, the materials transported can be reduced as much as possible, and reinforcements have never sent a second batch.
Obviously, this made Gong Mingyi on the island fall into a dilemma of running out of ammunition and food. His general Xu Rishi was also killed by Huangtu's troops and weapons, leaving only generals such as Kui Mulang, who were still with him.
Gong Mingyi led his army to resist stubbornly.
The old ghosts in front of Xiaoyushan City all had extremely rich combat experience; not to mention that Huangtu and Yingzhao were experienced generals, even Jiang Ziwen and Ji Kang had led troops to fight in all directions in the Northern Yin Dynasty. But even if it were
They could see at a glance that the Mu Qingming Fengdu ghost soldiers were at a disadvantage, but they could not be in a hurry to achieve success, otherwise it would easily cause the enemy's incoming rush to jump over the wall.
At that time, the Nine Nether Kingdom Army will suffer a lot of casualties, so that it will not be able to recover its vitality in the short term, and the wish of the Emperor of Fengdu will be fulfilled.
The Jiuyou Kingdom must preserve its strength in order to cope with future offense and defense against the Northern Yin Dynasty.
"We have a flying thunder car and a fairy raft." After being silent for a long time, Huangtu raised his hand and pointed straight at the queen's raised index finger and blurted it over his head: "Air strike."
The ghosts looked up and looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw more than ten large fairy rafts floating on the clouds on the top of the mountain as reinforcements arrived.
Each fairy raft has a five-layer structure, more than a hundred feet high and a total length of twenty or thirty feet. It is like huge clouds, with huge shadows facing the earth, covering most of the land. The hot wheels on both sides of the ship
Slowly spinning, the wind blows.
These are the new batch of fairy rafts created by the General Administration of the Military Equipment of Jiuyou Kingdom before the war began. Since Lai Yueqi had just given birth to a child and needed to recuperate, these fairy rafts were personally supervised by Mu Xian'er and Long Guyun.
make.
There is not much difference from the immortal raft made by Lai Yueqi in the past, but it is larger in size and can carry more soldiers and weapons. Moreover, since the immortal raft not only uses suspended talismans to bring power, it also often uses the technology of hot wheels.
, which makes the Xiancha faster than the Guanyuecha of the Northern Yin Dynasty, and it is already a huge air moving fortress.
With such powerful military weapons in hand, Yingzhao and other generals of Jiuyou Kingdom were full of confidence and confidence in the next actions.
"We are good at night attacks, so let's attack at night. We can catch the other party off guard." Then, Huangtu, who had put down his hand, said after a smile: "It should be let Gong Mingyi and Fengdu Army lose something."
The pain of companions and comrades-in-arms is savoring.”...
Another dark night came to the underworld.
The night sky shrouded in Jiuquan Valley, and there were no fires soaring into the sky, but there were ruins everywhere. The ruins were everywhere in the valley, and there were also traces of burnt, which were also everywhere in the valley.
The flag of the Huangquan Ghost Soldiers stood up and fluttered in the wind in the valley.
Huangquan Ghost Soldiers won, and after paying tens of thousands of ghost soldiers' lives, they still won. It has to be said that Fengdu Ghost Soldiers in Jiuquan Valley are still fierce, and they slowly calmed down in the face of defeat and began to
The organization fought back in an orderly manner in an attempt to reverse the situation.
Especially after the reinforcements arrived, the counterattack of the Fengdu ghost soldiers here was even more crazy.
If Xiao Shizhu hadn't cut off the head of the Heavenly King and let most of the Fengdu ghost soldiers fight, they would have timidly lost confidence after seeing the head of the Heavenly King, and thus gave up resistance. The Huangquan ghost soldiers would have paid more.
At this moment, the heads of six of the Eight Kings of Huangquan were cut down and hung high on the flagpole. This not only made the surviving Fengdu ghost soldiers lose the courage to resist, but also the reinforcements who came to support him.
When they saw it, they often fled in scattered places and failed to form an army.
The rest joined the ranks of prisoners.
The flames scattered in the shade of the cold wind shone on the six bloody ghost heads on the flagpole and were shocking, intimidating the surviving captives of the ghost soldiers of Fengdu kneeling in front of Xiao Shizhu.
Xiao Shizhu carried the Mie Yue Sword on his shoulders and looked around at the prisoners kneeling on the ground in front of him. In a trance, Xiao Shizhu's thoughts became vague.
He seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago, on Samsung Island, Heilong Island, and in front of Yuque City, most ghosts had kneeled down to him like this.
But for some reason, Xiao Shizhu had no sense of accomplishment or pride in the face of this situation. Instead, he felt that these kneeling ghosts were very pitiful.
These are some backboneless ghosts, which makes Xiao Shizhu feel that they are pitiful and hateful.
Only the two kings who were left in front did not kneel down to him. They were still standing straight, holding their noble heads high, trying to lift their chests, and met Xiao Shizhu's scrutiny gaze without fear.
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These two ghosts are one man and one woman. The male ghost on the left has three heads and six arms, three faces are all blue-black, and one red hair and windlessly flying. The three faces are full of anger, and they look very terrifying, making people feel embarrassed.
It's daunting.
The female ghost on the right is a ghost with the same appearance as a human soul girl, but her body is a little plump. The streamers on her waist have already admired a lot of dust and blood, but they are still flying in the cold wind and floating in the air, making her body look like that
The beauty.
"That ugly little Nezha, why are you glaring?" Xiao Shizhu's eyes finally fell on the face of the three-headed and six-armed Rakshasa King. Seeing him angry, he almost wanted to spit out the fire and sneered.
: "You, a defeated general, dare to stare at you, and still stare so confidently?"
After saying that, Xiao Shizhu walked to the front of the Rakshasa King, looked up and down again, and saw the anger in the other party's eyes and disdain for him.
"You are cheating, what's so proud of?" After a moment, King Rakshasa gritted his teeth and cursed: "Shameless villain, if you have the ability, we will set off the formation and fight face to face."
"Haha." Xiao Shizhu was so angry that he laughed and laughed happily. After laughing, he looked around, his eyes swept over the Huangquan ghost soldiers beside him and his followers, and said sarcastically: "Did you hear it?"
Here is a ghost who can still say such childish words in a lifetime of fighting."
The surrounding ghost soldiers also laughed, their faces full of contempt or contempt for the Rakshasa King.
"How did you sit on the throne?" Xiao Shizhu, who withdrew his gaze, met the angry gaze of King Rakshasa, and said slowly: "There are only wins and losses on the battlefield, and there has never been despicable or noble. If you want to say noble, I am now
If you don’t kill the ghost soldiers who put down your weapons, you will be very kind and noble."
As soon as these words were spoken, the anger on the face of King Rakshasa increased instead of reducing. He wanted to stretch out his six thugs with only strong arms, grabbed Xiao Shizhu's limbs and head, and tore Xiao Shizhu into pieces.
But before he could do this, Xiao Shizhu asked again: "The other ghosts surrender, will you surrender?"
As he said this, he slowly walked to the side, grabbed a Fengdu ghost soldier kneeling on the ground, and dragged him to the front of the Rakshasa King.
At this time, Xiao Shizhu was instantly surrounded by sharp mysterious power, and the fierce aura that continued to overflow made the ghosts around him breathless, even the two surviving kings were the same.
When they saw Xiao Shizhu's expressionless face, they felt a terrifying heart on his cold face and the domineering arrogance between their eyebrows.
"Another question, will you surrender?" Xiao Shizhu asked this in a steady voice, lowered the sword carrying it on his shoulders, and stood across the Fengdu ghost who was dragged by him and was trembling.
A soldier's neck.
The two kings kept silent, held their breath and stared at Xiao Shizhu quietly.
Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the Moon-Destroying Sword slashed across the ghost soldier's neck, splashing a piece of blood, splashing towards the two kings.
The two Yellow Spring Ghost Kings instinctively closed their eyes and turned their heads to dodge the splattered blood beads. They couldn't bear to take a look at the Fengdu ghost soldier who was cut open by the Moon Sword and twitched on the ground with blood foam.
But a few drops of blood splashed on their cheeks and front panels, slowly blooming.
Xiao Shizhu, who had no expression on his face, walked calmly to the surrendered soldiers and said coldly: "Your behavior determines their life and death. It was your stubborn resistance that ruined their lives." Later,
Then he grabbed the hair of a ghost soldier and dragged it to the Rakshasa King.
With the same action, he put the Moon Destroy Sword under the neck of the ghost soldier again.
Waiting quietly for the two kings to speak.
At the same time, he also gave Shi Juan around him a wink.
Shi Jueming understood what his adoptive father wanted him to do. He raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Prepare for the sword and axe!"
As soon as the shouts echoed above the head, many ghost soldiers rushed into the prisoners, raised their own swords and axes, and pointed at one of the prisoners.
After counting carefully, there were nearly a thousand ghosts in the sword and axe drivers who rushed into it.
"If you don't answer this time, I will kill 1,000 innocent prisoners of war. If you don't answer next time, it will be 2,010." After Xiao Shizhu said this, he swept the Moon Destroy Sword without hesitation and went to the next time.
A shocking bloody opening broke into the captive's neck.
At the same time, the swords and axes who rushed into the prisoners, waved the sharp swords and axes in their hands as Shi Juanming put down his hands. The cold light flashed continuously, and as the screams suddenly started, bloody ghosts were waving.
The head flew high in the splashing blood mist.
A thousand ghost heads were thrown away one after another, which was very spectacular but terrifying and weird.
The smell of blood in the valley became rich again.
"I surrender, please stop killing ghosts." Just as the ghost heads flying in the air began to land one after another, the female ghost king pounced, knelt in front of Xiao Shizhu, and kowtowed and said anxiously: "From now on,"
At this moment, I am willing to sincerely be loyal to the Son of God, and I am willing to surrender to you. If you have another heart in the future, you can kill me at any time."
While speaking, her forehead kept hitting the ground in front of her, and the sound of thumping thumping thumping rhythmically sounded.
Xiao Shizhu finally showed a satisfied expression on his face, leaned down slightly, helped the ghost king up with one hand, and said, "Very good, I will take you back to the underworld, you don't have to stay in this underworld."
After saying that, Xiao Shizhu turned his head again and turned his eyes to the face of the Rakshasa King who was still scared but did not say a word and asked quietly: "What about you?"