In ancient wars, cavalry was always the most powerful weapon.
Until the end of the Cold Weapon Age and the emergence of artillery and guns, cavalry still occupied a place in war.
When Lin Yi and the others had already entered the third floor, the cavalry formation was activated, and a row of tall horses ran wildly with their hooves raised. The cavalrymen held crescent machetes in their hands and pressed over them with a crushing force.
They had to use the wooden boat as a cover and have free hands to attack.
But the advantage of the cavalry's condescending position was revealed. The horses wearing bronze armor were blocking the front, and they could not move forward at all. Instead, they were forced back by these cavalry.
"Damn, these things are too mysterious. You have been relying on bugs in your head for more than two thousand years without eating or drinking, and you can still have such a strong fighting power."
Wang Qiang was now exhausted, sweating profusely, and breathing heavily.
Competing with these "living dead" really consumes too much physical energy.
All they knew was to rush forward, and there was a steady stream of advances.
Physical damage does not stop them from attacking.
The few people behind them who helped them hold up the wooden boat were also a little exhausted.
After such a long time without a good rest or a proper meal, the expert team, whose average age is over 60 years old, has long been unable to bear it.
Now it is completely supported by the sense of responsibility and fighting spirit of the older generation of intellectuals.
"What should we do, Consultant Lin? We can't get close to that bronze sculpture at all now!"
Li Li held a tactical dagger in one hand and a bronze spear in the other to deal with these "living dead" legions.
At this moment, the formation in front of them was originally lined up in a row, but it suddenly changed at this time. The "living dead" on both sides began to gather in the middle.
They were surrounded by a force of encirclement.
"Damn it, these things can actually play tactics? Just now it was a long snake formation, and now they are making dumplings!"
Lin Yi suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
According to the habits of "hundred-legged zombie silkworms", they will build their nests in high places to support their offspring.
Once the nest is in danger, they will give up their host bodies to protect the mother nest.
The highest position here is the Anche.
Their nest must be in the carriage where the car is installed.
However, the actions of these "living dead" controlled by "Hundred-footed Silkworm" are now beyond the control range of "Bommy Silkworm Gu".
"It shouldn't be!"
While Lin Yi struggled to resist the attack of these "living dead", he began to study this strange situation in his mind.
"The 'Hundred-legged Silkworm' Gu Technique has many similarities with the 'Prophecy Technique' we encountered before - the puppet manipulation technique.
They both control the host's behavior by pulling threads, but the 'puppet manipulation' is more ferocious and advanced.
The host controlled by the caster has the highest degree of mobility, and it can even be said that she has a certain degree of independent attack and defense consciousness.
The 'Gu technique' is just to put the refined 'Bommy Silkworm Gu' into the brains of these people, and then use the zombie silk threads all over the body to control their actions and make some fixed and dull movements. "
"Counselor Lin, are you saying that it is impossible for these 'living dead' to change their formations?"
Lin Yi nodded.
His eyes were aimed at the Anche, which was full of eerie temperament.
At this moment, a figure appeared at the dark Anche window, and then disappeared in an instant.
"There's someone in that car!"
Lin Yi blurted out.
"How rare is it that someone is just a hairy person? Look around us, which one is not a human being? Which one can be considered a human being?"
Wang Qiang complained.
"There's a living person sitting in the car!"
"A living person?"
Everyone was surprised in unison.
"Yes, you just looked at me and then got into the car."
"It's not Lao Lin. I've developed my courage all the way. I'm not afraid of these 'living dead' brothers in front of me. Now I'm afraid of seeing the living people here!"
Wang Qiang's words immediately received support from everyone.
In a place like this, seeing dead people is perfectly normal.
Even these half-dead people, everyone now accepts their existence.
But in the heart of the mountain, which is unknown how many meters underground, they experienced nine deaths before finally reaching the tomb that was more than two thousand years ago, but there were living people other than them appearing in front of the tomb. This was really an extremely terrifying thing. matter.
"Are you sure you read that correctly?"
"You can't be wrong! My eyes are rulers!"
Lin Yi replied confidently.
"Now we must find a way to get up there! Otherwise we will have to die with this."
"Go up? How to go up? Do you think you are Spider-Man? Just spin the thread and then fly up with a tug like this?"
Wang Qiang vigorously wielded the engineering shovel and started a desperate struggle with the expressionless "living dead" in front of him, and he did not forget to make some remarks.
At this moment, the system prompt that had not appeared for a long time finally sounded again.
"Congratulations to the host. The number of followers in the anchor room has exceeded 1.5 million. The system has issued a reward: Six Arts and Ancient Arts (Mastery), please pay attention to check!"
Six ancient arts!
These are the six skills that ancient nobles and nobles must master, namely: etiquette, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics.
Ritual is equivalent to etiquette and etiquette.
Music is music.
Shooting is the art of archery such as bows and crossbows.
Charioteer is the ability to ride a horse and control a carriage.
To read books, you need to be able to read and write.
Numbers are basic mathematical knowledge.
Among these contents, the one that can solve the urgent need right now is undoubtedly archery.
"Lao Wang, is the parachute cord on you?"
Lin Yi was fighting against the "living dead" while approaching Wang Qiang.
"In the bag behind me, what's wrong?"
Lin Yi reached out and opened Wang Qiang's backpack and pulled out a roll of parachute rope.
"Brothers, help me greet you!"
As he spoke, Lin Yi ducked out of the wooden boat's coverage area, picked up an arrow branch from the ground, and carefully tied the parachute rope tightly.
Taking advantage of the shooting gap of the archers in the back row, he immediately got up and squatted on the ground, drawing his bow and nocking an arrow.
A "whoosh" sound!
The arrow flew straight to the top of the sculpture.
It circled around the horse's neck and got stuck on the bronze horse's cage mouth.
Several people nearby were stunned.
"Good accuracy!"
Li Li praised from the bottom of his heart.
"I'm really open-mouthed. Whatever I say will come to me. Lao Lin, when did you learn how to shoot an arrow again?"
"I haven't learned anything, I just know a little bit about it. Brothers, please give me a ride!"
"okay!"
Lin Yi held the parachute rope tightly, and Li Li and the other two brothers rushed out and forcibly chopped to create a "runway."
Wang Qiang and Abu both used two Changge poles as a jumping platform. Lin Yi took a few steps and took advantage of the elasticity of the Changge poles to fly into the air.
He stepped on the shoulders of the "living dead" continuously and swung forward. He quickly wrapped his hand around the paracord and raised himself to a height that archers and cavalry could not attack.
Soon he broke through to the sculpture.
At this moment, a burst of misty smoke suddenly emitted from the top of the sculpture.
After a burst of strange fragrance, the "living dead" who were still attacking everyone under the wooden boat suddenly changed their direction and rushed towards Lin Yi crazily.
(End of chapter)
