Around Fucheng, the ghost kings of various ministries hurriedly deployed their defenses, heavy flags swayed in the wind, sonorous horns echoed in all directions, the generals and lieutenants shouted loudly, and orders were passed from the mouth of the king to the army. People and horses shuttled back and forth, constantly adjusting their formations, preparing to resist.
Strong enemy.
Among the Yin soldiers, there are ferocious beasts. The beasts are hard to control in their ferocity. When they are driven away as the formation changes, they will often raise their huge heads, bare their fangs and roar loudly, their roars reaching into the sky.
The outside of the city is busy, and there is no neglect on the city. The big seals protecting the city are turning steadily, and a faint white light envelopes the four walls. There are 320 sky-shattering giant crossbows ringing the city head, all of which are twisted to 70% full strings.
The seven-foot-long arrow was inserted into the shooting trough. There was a spiritual light rippling on the arrow, and the sharpness and energy were dense but not dissipated.
The large group of men and horses followed Hua Tou, and Xiaojiu and the Wang family climbed to the top of the city, holding their swords and swords and waiting in full formation.
The Yin soldiers moved extremely fast, and the defense was almost completed in less than a stick of incense. Fucheng calmed down again, the heavy rain roared, the heaven and earth were restless, but the city was silent.
The netherworld rain, which is cold to the bone, washes out a city of desolation and murder.
Then the wolf came.
East, a wolf.
Appearing on the horizon, he stopped and looked up at the lonely city. Soon, another wolf appeared, also stopping on the far horizon, but in the opposite direction. The new wolf came from the west.
After east and west, there are south and north; after four directions, there are four directions: southeast, southwest, northeast and northwest. There are eight directions in total, one wolf in each direction.
I stared quietly, and after a while, the wolf ran towards Fucheng. It was not a galloping jump, but an easy run, with its four paws shaking, and occasionally flicking its tail. It showed neither the concealment nor the face when hunting.
He was alert and nervous when facing a powerful enemy. As if taking a walk, eight wolves approached.
The wolf moves 'slowly and quickly'.
"Slow" refers to their pace, and "hurried" refers to their body movements, which are similar to the magic of shrinking into an inch. With one step, the wolf disappeared for seven miles. After only a few dozen steps, the eight wolves entered the hundred-mile boundary of Fucheng.
On the top of the city, the slick guy next to Su Jing suddenly snorted coldly. A'er behind the two kings opened his mouth and spat out arrows from his long bow in his left hand and his right hand. He immediately twisted his waist and bent his knees, bent his bow like the moon, shook the string and broke the silk, and exploded into the sky.
shoot.
The arrow broke through the wind and made a sharp sound. After it rushed three hundred feet into the sky, the arrow trembled violently and turned into eight. Immediately, the eight arrows spread out and shot in all directions!
No time to breathe
The eight evil wolves stopped, and there was a long arrow slanting into the ground three feet in front of them.
The three corpses all cheered, and Su Jing also nodded and praised: "General A'er is a good shooter."
Ah Er said politely: "It's just a showpiece, but it looks good but is useless. It's nothing compared to the young master's White Mist Bow and Divine Fox Arrow."
At this moment, Zhao Tieping, the personal soldier behind King Slippery, took a step forward and shouted on behalf of his king: "Where is the Wolf King? Please show yourself."
The eight-headed wolf stared at the city with gloomy eyes, but had no intention of answering.
Zhao Tieping sneered: "Why, the evil wolf dares to invade my king's fairyland and offend the power of my king, but he dares not stand up and say something?"
The mist of the Fox Land condensed into a ball the size of a fist, and was slowly flowing in Su Jing's hands. As soon as the Wolf King showed up, regardless of whether it was true or false, Su Jing would kill it with one arrow.
Unfortunately, the eight wolves were indifferent and did not know where the Wolf King was.
Zhao Tieping was about to say something else, but the Slippery Ghost King waved his hand to stop him. The Slippery Kid took two steps, pressed his hand on the guardrail of the city tower, and stared at the evil wolf in the distance with sinister eyes.
The king at the top of the city wanted to speak, and a loud cannon horn sounded from the ghost king formations in all directions below the city.
After the cannon trumpet, countless prisoners' war drums in the army sounded, thump, thump, thump, thump, the sound of the drums was not urgent, but uniform, one after another, the muffled sound spread from the four cities to the heaven and earth, shaking the whole world.
Taking advantage of the war drum, the Slippery King opened his golden mouth and shouted like thunder: "If you want to fight, then fight, if not, then get out!"
The eight characters fell, the war drums suddenly stopped, and countless defenders above and below the city roared in unison. Those who practiced behind them used their true energy to roar, while those with shallow cultivation simply shouted with their voices, repeating the golden words of the king:
If you want to fight, fight, if not fight, get out!
If you want to fight, fight, if you don’t want to fight, get out!!
If you want to fight, fight, if you don’t want to fight, get out!!!
After roaring three times, the army silenced its voice, the drums and trumpets muted their sound, and the city in the bottle fell into silence again, but the fierce murderous aura that came from the roar soared into the sky!
It was also at this time that the eight wolves raised their heads at the same time, instead of howling as imagined. They raised their heads but did not speak. Eight pairs of dark and fierce eyes stared at the sky at the same time: in the dark clouds that were violently raining, there was a sudden thunder!
The evil wolf moved his thoughts, and the thunder from the sky sent orders.
Above and below the city, there were dark soldiers and ghost generals, including Su Jing. All the defenders, including Su Jing, felt that the sky was not dark, but the ground was dark.
The black tide surged toward the City in a Bottle from all directions.
Breaking through the rain curtain, the black wolf, the tide of wolves.
Tens of millions or tens of millions? There are so many wolves that it is impossible to care. They appear from the end of the line of sight and from the beginning of the horizon. They spread, and only the head of the tide can be seen but not the tail. In a trance, the Yin soldiers guarding the city have a figure.
Illusion: What is coming is not a wolf or a tide, but a color, a pitch-black color.
Spreading from the end of the sky, color, wolf.
The wolves that attacked the five ghost kings have merged and become a 'circle'.
The wolves that covered the earth were galloping in a hurry. According to common sense, if such an army charged, the ground would have been trampled and trembled. Even the fortified city should have swayed slightly. However, the current situation is just the opposite. Countless wolves cannot run.
Save a trace of sound, they have no footsteps!
Also, they don't bark.
Howling is the symbol of a wolf. Is a wolf that doesn't howl still considered a wolf? Not one wolf spoke, but thousands of them ran in silence.
The roaring sound of the rainstorm made the world feel as silent as death.
The army was clearly moving in a hurry, but there was no sound at all. This contrast was too strange, and the momentum of the army of destruction also became strange.
Not majestic, but shocking enough; not majestic, but truly deadly.
Only Su Jing, Hua Tou and other military masters could see that the wolves were not running, but flying: although they appeared to be running, the four claws of each wolf kept a gap from the ground. Yes.
The wolves are flying, but very low.
"Bang the drum!"
The four kings in the city spoke almost at the same time, passing down the same military order. There was no sound like a wolf coming. Their silence was more soul-stirring than their shouts, and they had to beat the drums to increase their morale.
The war drums sounded, no longer loud and clear, but as urgent as rolling thunder, and the rumbling sound penetrated the ears. The Yin soldier's face darkened, his eyes turned cold, and he tightened his grip on the sharp blade in his hand.
The wolves were running fast, and it was only tea time at best. The tail of the tide was still occupying the horizon, and the head of the tide had already rushed behind the eight wolves before.
Holding the direction due east, the first wolf to appear suddenly spoke and said: "Want to see the Wolf King?"
Its voice was low but loud, and even the roar of thousands of drums in the defenders' formation could not block it. Before answering, Zhao Tieping shouted: "As you wish, among the wolves here today, tens of thousands of warriors will all be wolf kings!"
When one werewolf spoke, thousands of evil wolves responded in unison.
Regardless of size or status, every wolf in the group draws its neck and howls.
Fierce and exciting, a sudden burst of roar! Thousands of long howls converged into a terrifying sound wave, sweeping all the way from the end of the sky, almost overturning the sky!
At the same time, the earth suddenly trembled, the ground beat almost crazily, and even Fucheng shook violently! The cause of the earthquake couldn't be simpler: the wolf landed on its feet, changed from low flying to real running. Countless wolves, countless claws on the same
In an instant, it was smashed so hard that the ground was about to collapse.
The heavy rain has been going on for a long time, and there is already water on the ground. The water surface was not startled when the wolf flew low. At this moment, the wolf landed - the water mist that was suddenly splashed was obviously just a 'soft' mist, but due to the outbreak of too much
It was so abrupt that it split my eyes!
Before the ferocious tide of wolves, Fucheng's drums were not only ridiculous but also ridiculous.
The wolf tide rushed into the Baili realm of Fucheng and really began to charge.
An earth-shaking charge.
Su Jing stood at the top of the city and shook his head: "It's amazing."
"The Netherworld Wolf Troubles, were you joking at that time?" The Slippery Ghost King said, "If what I expected is correct, this is not the real main force of the evil wolf, but just a team in the wolf pack, just for a blessed city and a few little ghosts.
King, how can it be worth sending out the real main force of the wolf pack?"
Su Jingcha changed the topic: "I'll stay and help you fight, but I don't know how to fight, I can only fight."
His meaning was not difficult to understand, and the Slippery King understood it in a blink of an eye: "I know how to fight, but I prefer fighting."
Su Jing looked slightly suspicious: "You can't leave, can you?"
The cunning ghost king laughed: "Do you think A'er is a vegetarian? He is enough for the city guard. I keep it just for decoration." As he said that, he spread his arms and struggled back, crossed his fingers behind him, and then
He turned his palms outward for support, then unfastened his finger buttons, raised his hand and patted Su Jing's shoulder: "Let's go."
Go? Where?
Let's go and fight.
Wolves howled, wolves ran, the sky shook and the earth shook. The defenders' drums were completely suppressed. No matter how hard the drummers tried, the loud sound they made could not escape the end of being obliterated.
All movement in this world had been controlled by the wolves until that high-pitched, loud howl sounded from the top of the city.
Fierce, brave, and full of fighting spirit!
Su Jingxiao, Jinwuxiao.
Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and wolves surged on the ground. In the dim universe, even the sharp edges of the weapons were dim, weak and drooping. There was only one color left in the eyes of the defenders: black. Black wolves. Monotonous and dull.
, the darkness filled with death until that brilliant golden red burst out, it was really like cutting through a sword that was made of pure gold and placed in the flames to burn for thousands of years, piercing the sky and the earth, piercing the sight, piercing the soldiers.
The darkness in the eyes.
Bright, dazzling, full of life!
The Little Nine Kings went out into battle, the Slippery King stood side by side, and the three corpses followed. Su Jing was always Su Jing. The leading soldier in the battle, crazy and crazy, charging vigorously, charging at the front.
The three corpses flew quickly, and the sword in their hands danced into a ball of light. They did not forget to say a few words, and scolded Su Jing with red eyes: "When there is a war, you only know how to charge."
Nianhua explained for Su Jing: "He doesn't know how to march and form a formation, and he can't do anything else except charge. What else can you do if you don't let him charge?"
Lei Dong also spoke, but as soon as the words he wanted to say came to his lips, they suddenly turned into: "Su Qiangqiang, what are you doing?"
Su Jing, who was so full of battle that his blood almost burned his hair, suddenly turned over and somersaulted as he rushed forward, jumped from mid-air to the ground, and jumped in front of the Yin army's defense formation outside the city. A hundred feet ahead, there was a pack of wolves.
forward.
When he landed, Su Jing didn't bend his bow or draw his sword. He didn't move the sky and didn't stir up wind and fire. He bent down as if bowing to the wolves. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)