"Dong dong dong..."
"Woooooooo..."
At the beginning of Mao Shi, when the sky in the east had just turned white, the vast sound of horns and the thunderous rumbling of war drums sounded outside the city. Then the earth shook, and a black line stretching for nearly a hundred miles slowly pressed from west to east.
The main city of Futu City, the eight auxiliary cities, and the huge military strongholds and trenches between them were also filled with dark Zhou troops, and they were on guard.
The air seemed to be frozen, and you couldn't even feel the passage of time until the sun rose.
The black line that was getting closer and closer gradually reflected the dazzling light of golden armor and silver armor. The military formation was neat and uniform, with spears and spears soaring into the sky, and monster beasts standing in large numbers, as if they had formed a "power" that could destroy everything in the world. The momentum, the vast aura of the military formation, came overwhelmingly in the blink of an eye!
The Zhou army first watched with hatred, then showed confusion, and finally they all felt timid.
This is the iron-blooded warrior who slaughtered two hundred empires in the Daqian Holy Dynasty. It is a powerful army that surpasses ordinary armies. It is unique and terrifying. In terms of momentum alone, it cannot be compared with the Zhou army.
"Daqian's army is really so angry that it looks like a tiger swallowing up the world."
On the tower of the main city of Futu City, Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged on a dragon chair, surrounded by Zhou nobles, civil and military officials, disciples of Daluo Dayan, and a group of masters at the level of saints and saints.
The speaker was Mr. Zhuge. He had his own unique understanding and insights into the fighting and battles of ordinary armies, and he showed a helpless look as he spoke.
Everyone around him looked worried and timid before fighting.
Xin Zhuo remained silent and just watched indifferently. He had been like this since he arrived at the top of the city.
"Boom boom..."
Daqian's army was getting closer and closer, and stopped three miles away. Looking around, it was like heavenly soldiers coming to earth, with manic murderous intent and evil spirits rising straight into the sky.
Then they separated from it and drove out a huge chariot pulled by nine lion beasts. There was a person sitting in the chariot, wearing Nine Dragons gold armor and a tall posture. It was none other than Ji Pixuan, the king of Qianjing.
Standing next to the chariot were five to six hundred powerful warriors. The strongest ones were obviously above the Sixth Forest of Yuanji, and their auras were as thick as the abyss or the sea.
At least five middle-level Saint-level masters!
Naturally, these people immediately looked at the city head. Although they didn't say anything, a sea of momentum that symbolized the ultimate origin of heaven and earth came over them thickly and unreasonably.
"call--"
"Ding-deng-deng..."
On the city wall, a large group of people including the monarchs and ministers of Dazhou, Daluo Dayan disciples including Xiao Jingyi, Qingxuan, Yuan Yourong, Ferry Du and his son, Wujiang, Guizhizi and Wushang Birdman were uncontrollable and retreated again and again.
The only one who remained motionless was Xin Zhuo. He was still sitting on the dragon chair, looking at the opposite side, as if he wanted to see through the millions of military formations to clearly see the faces of the Dagan coach and a group of middle-level Saint Son-level masters around him, with a twinge in his eyes. A trace of emotion that no one can understand.
The people behind him looked at his back, and their panicked moods calmed down inexplicably.
"Xin Zhuo!"
In the nine-beast chariot in the Daqian Army, Ji Pixuan seemed to be seeing Xin Zhuo's face clearly through the distance of three miles and through the battlements of the city wall that had been added countless times, and smiled lightly: "Ignorant boy, just like his name It’s the same, ordinary, if he wants to defy the heavens, he must have the ability to defy the heavens, something that is beyond his own capabilities!”
Wave your sleeves gently.
Beside the chariot, a nine-foot-tall man leapt over the beast and ran straight ahead. With a sound like thunder, he exhaled and said: "Ignorant boy Xin Zhuo, why do you dare to go out of the city to fight?"
There was silence on the city wall. Countless generals looked at Xin Zhuo and saw that he didn't speak, so they had to stand silently.
"Ignorant and despicable boy, dare to offend the Holy Power of Great Qian, but dare to go out of the city to fight?"
The general Daqian roared eight times and cursed for a long time. Seeing that there was still no sound on the city wall, he had to turn around and go back.
After a while, an old man with a white beard came riding on a one-horned monster tiger. After thinking for a while, he cursed: "Ignorant boy Xin Zhuo, you are a bandit, a lowly acquired person, vulgar, ignorant, and do many evil things...
I thought that you were originally a bandit in the mountains, pretending to be the heir of a nobleman, but you had no loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. You rebelled against the Zhou Dynasty and brought disaster to the country and the people. Then you forced the king's father to be killed, supported the puppet emperor, and made the whole country a mess, so he walked away.
Later, relying on his meager talent in martial arts, he deceived himself into Daluo's Xuantian Sword Sect to practice. He received many favors from his master, but he didn't know how to respect his master. He abandoned the sect and ran away, killing his fellow disciples several times.
Then the Holy City gambles on stones, colludes with foreign races, destroys my human city, kills my human martial cultivators...
You have had affairs with many noble women, including Yun Xi, the daughter of Yuheng Holy Land, Yu Wei, the daughter of Jiangxi, and Xue Ji, the adopted daughter of the Holy King in White. You are licentious and immoral...
You have no father or mother, no teachers or friends, you are unfaithful, unfilial, benevolent and unrighteous, and you have no roots and evil seed...
Nowadays, we don’t know the destiny of heaven and earth, and we try to go against the will of heaven and block our efforts to unify the celestial dynasty. This is actually a mantis trying to block the chariot, without our own strength...
Why don't you shameless people go to the city to die and kill the dog's head to thank heaven and earth? "
The old man's voice was sonorous and powerful, ringing and deafening. The key to each and every one of them was indeed Xin Zhuo's doing. The scolding was harsh, the scolding was fierce, the scolding was exposed to the end, and the body was left scratched.
On the city of Pagoda, the densely packed Zhou army, Zhou Jun and ministers, Daluo Dayan disciples and a group of masters looked at Xin Zhuo blankly. Even if they were not the ones being scolded, they could not help but feel dazed and numb.
Jiang Yuwei was stunned, and Murong Yunxi was also stunned.
Ji Yu panicked and couldn't help but kneel down and cry bitterly.
Gou Xianxian and Li Guangling looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed.
Liu Qingfeng and others had worried faces. They wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
Xin Zhuo watched and listened silently, without too many expressions on his face. Although this old man was cursing vulgarly and trying to lure the Zhou army out of the city for a decisive battle, he exposed everything about his life. Some words Didn't it speak to his heart?
Is this really the way people treat this messed up life since time travel?
He was depressed in his previous life, but he is still the same in this life. He has no roots and no foundation. Except for the girl in white, who will really care about him? Is he only close to me because he has good cultivation and is a talent?
Who have I been trying to atone for my sins in these two lives?
Now he could have jumped up and retorted, quoting scriptures and exchanging blows with the old man for an hour, but he felt that everything was boring.
He then said to himself and everyone in a leisurely manner: "When discussing deeds, you don't have to talk about your heart. When talking about your heart, how can there be a perfect person in the world? A true man stands between heaven and earth, nourishing the righteousness in my heart, self-denial, prudence, trustworthiness, and a clear mind. , ask yourself, I have done it. How others treat me, I should retaliate. Let you curse me, I will stand still, do what I do, and do what I do.
Now that I, Xin Zhuo, am not dead and the coffin has not yet been sealed, there is no point in insulting me.
I have lived for more than eighty years, and I know what I have experienced throughout my life.
My life has been rough and I don’t bother to tell others.
I believe that there is always a breeze in this world that understands me and will soothe the injustice in my heart. There are always people who know me and understand my unyielding will.
Ji Pixuan, I'm here and you can't get along with your boss. "
This sentence actually has no lethality or appeal, but it made the hearts of the kings and ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect feel heavy, and their eye circles turned red. How had Xin Zhuo ever done an evil thing? How had he not been pushed into a hurry? ? Does Daqian really want this?
The insulting old man was stunned for a moment and couldn't curse anymore, so he had to turn back to the battle.
Ji Pixuan was silent for a moment on the chariot and waved again.
"Dong dong..."
The war drums sounded again, and behind Daqian's army, densely packed siege vehicles, siege beasts, thirty-foot-tall demon giants, hundred-foot-tall pythons, and hundred-foot-high flying eagles appeared.
"Siege the city and kill! Leave no one behind!"
"Boom boom boom..."
"Guard them, don't let a fly fly in!"
Xin Zhuo also waved.
“Creak…”
In the city of Pagoda and its eight auxiliary cities, ferocious hedgehog-like "dark iron barb retaining walls" rise, decorating the city walls like giant iron machines, as well as weird-looking giant crossbows, hornet's nest-like bed crossbows, and all-covered The venom-like spray bed, the tiger-pierced flying sword cannon... are all unheard of things.
This is what Xin Zhuo made by using the Mohist disciples of Daluo Sect and his own painstaking research!
There is no shortage of smart people in this world of martial arts. If you can design something, you can make it happen.
The Daqian army rushing from the opposite side looked at the city armed to the teeth and couldn't help but be a little confused.
The uninformed monarchs, ministers and civil servants of Zhou Dynasty were also a little confused!
(End of chapter)
