At this time, above Luo Jing City, Li Mao, who had fulfilled his wish, stood up, regaining his impressive arrogance. Looking at the approaching Jin army below the city, he laughed twice and cursed: "Everyone, just look at today." Can you get what you want?"
When the bronze chariot arrived at the battlefield, the Jin army was beating with drums and trumpets, and the whole army moved forward. The incoming Jin soldiers were already less than ten feet away from the wall of Luojing City. Both the attackers and defenders, both above and below the city, were already Can see each other's face clearly.
The old man Tang on the carriage was stunned for a moment by the horror of the battlefield. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Two small aristocratic families, one was greedy and the other was unwilling, but the discord between the monks made these countless The lives of the Qing Dynasty were lost on the battlefield, which is really hateful and deplorable!
If you want to enter the city, you can't just kill people like this outside the city!
The sudden change!
A strange wave of spiritual power rippled around the bronze carriage, instantly covering the entire battlefield.
Up and down the city, tens of thousands of people who were ready to fight to the death were almost in a state of confusion for nearly a cup of tea at the same time.
During this cup of tea, everyone's experiences were different. Although the horns of the two armies had sounded before, the attackers had screamed and rushed to the city wall, and the defenders gripped their swords and prepared to fight. Both sides were ready to welcome themselves. final fate. But suddenly everyone was in a daze like clay and wood sculptures. The battlefield was suddenly silent. The soldiers above and below the city stood still in silence, but they didn't know why they were like this.
In front of Li Mao's eyes was a scarlet sky and earth, with torrents of blood rushing past, and the pungent red waves crashing against the pile of bones where he stood. Opposite him was the howling of ghosts and wolves like landslides and tsunamis, and the boundless black shadows speeding towards the horizon in the distance. It was a numbing "squeaking" sound that made him look pale, tremble and almost fall to the ground.
Qiu Feng, who was in the Jin army formation, suddenly felt that he was standing in the garden of his house. He was surrounded by graceful and affectionate women with flowing sleeves and beautiful temples. In front of him was a man with black hair hanging down his shoulders. The skin is like cream, but the facial features on the face that should be delicate and delicate have been scratched to pieces by someone with a sword. The bones are deeply visible. There is no blood in the wound, only sticky yellow pus flowing out. The same is true for other women. Qiu Fenggnao Unable to bear it, a mouthful of blood spurted on the horse's neck.
During this cup of tea, all the people stood as still as wood carvings and clay sculptures. Although their bodies stood still, their hearts were as intense as huge waves. All the soldiers on and off the city dug out the most terrifying, miserable, despicable, and cruel scenes from the deepest parts of their hearts, and then tasted them carefully before their eyes, their loved ones. The screams of grief, the miserable howls of his wife and daughter, or the unbridled laughter of his triumph, or the eyes of hatred and anguish, all of them came towards him head-on with blood stains.
Those are the nightmare scenes that can make people sweat profusely and jump out of bed with a scream in the middle of the night.
Only in Li Jian's heart was the sharp sound of the sword coming out of the box, and then the lingering sound was trembling and continuous, like a very thin silver thread circling around him, and it seemed as if a peerless sharp blade was in front of him. To the left and right, it seems that it is within reach but invisible.
This cup of tea was so torturous that when Li Mao came back to his senses, he was staggering and holding on to Zhi Zhan's body, which was about to collapse, but was supported by Li Jian. After the change, Li Jian remembered his grandfather and ran back to the city. Li Mao didn't say anything when he saw it was Li Jian, he just looked at him with blank eyes.
Among the Jin troops under the city, Commander Qiu Feng fell directly from his horse and fell unconscious.
The expressions of the other officers and soldiers of the two armies above and below the city all changed greatly. How could such a strange thing happen and why did it happen. It's really unbelievable, but if you don't believe it, everyone around you is pale, and their bloodshot eyes are full of fear and suspicion. Could it be that there has been too much killing here recently, the yin energy is too strong, and it is haunted during the day?
The reason why everyone is like this is because of a trick used by the old man Tang.
This kind of soul-stirring spell was not mastered by Elder Tang, but with his alchemy skills, he could still stop these hundreds of thousands of soldiers and let them temporarily stop using their swords.
Soon, Mr. Tang felt that two different spiritual powers were ready to try. He knew in his heart that his exposed hand had alerted the Qiu and Fang families who were hiding behind. Thinking of this, he made a decision. Power.
The illusion lingering in the hearts of the soldiers gradually disappeared, but the faces of the generals and soldiers of both armies above and below the city changed drastically.
The soldiers finally burst out into an uproar. The generals on both sides were unable and unwilling to suppress them. Their respective military formations began to fail to gather together. Finally, some people collapsed and ran out of the formation crying like ghosts. Immediately, there were cries, shouts and curses from all over the city. one slice.
At this time, changes suddenly occurred again!
This time there was no longer any illusion in the mind, but a real coercion shrouding the Liang army on Luojing City and the Jin army outside the city.
Countless invisible thick hands seemed to descend from the clear sky, pressing down on the shoulders of everyone in the two armies, forcing them to crouch down, and finally knelt down on the bloody, muddy and corpse-strewn battlefield. The Jin cavalry also turned over and fell, and their horses neighed and ran away. Everyone was so frightened that they trembled and did not dare to make the slightest mistake.
Of course, there are also those who are tough and do not believe in evil. They insist on not kneeling, but in the end they spit out a mouthful of blood and pass out.
Two groups of monkeys in the mountains compete for a forest full of fruits. Under the leadership of their respective monkey kings, they will bite and scratch each other. In the end, their heads will be bloody and their bodies will be bruised. Some monkeys will even suffer internal and external injuries during the fight. At the funeral. Regardless of victory or defeat, whenever these two groups of monkeys meet again in the future, they will be furious out of hatred, only clamoring to pounce on each other and tear each other into pieces. But if there happens to be a fierce tiger at this time, even if it roars across a mountain ridge, the two groups of monkeys will immediately stop and run away in panic.
This is coercion!
A simple bronze carriage was walking between the Jin army and the city wall. It was pulled by two strong maroon horses. An old man with white hair and beard was sitting in the carriage. Behind him was a small carriage with a curtain. Not inside.
The bronze carriage drove towards the city gate. The corpses along the way were bloody and dirty, but neither the two bronze wheels nor the eight hooves of the two horses were stained with a trace of blood, and even the bronze carriage did not have a slight bump.
No one dared to look up. At this time, everyone knew that the center of this pressure was this bronze carriage.
The city gate has long been closed and locked, with several thigh-thick wooden latches covered with iron sheets, and a dozen thicker giant trees as top bars. Several thousand-jin gates in the city gate have been lowered a long time ago. Without the joint efforts of hundreds of strong soldiers, it is impossible to raise the thousand-jin gates. Only when this war has a winner can the city gate be opened again.
But with a clanging sound, the city gate opened by itself, and no one turned the heavy winch. The gate slowly creaked upwards, and the carriage drove in leisurely.
After the carriage passed, the city gate was still open. This was a situation that the Jin army outside the city had been looking forward to countless times. But now no one in the Jin army, from the general to the soldiers, dared to move. They didn't even have the courage to raise their heads and glance at the gate of Luojing City. .
It was like this below the city, and it was even more silent above the city.
No one dared to move under this pressure!
This kind of coercion is not the murderous army of thousands of horses, nor is it the majesty of an emperor in a country of ten thousand chariots, nor is it the roaring wild beasts of the mountains and forests. It was an inadvertent expression of power that transcended the existence of this world. It seemed that as long as the opponent had a flash of thought in his mind and looked back, all the brave soldiers above and below the city would be wiped out in a wave of blood.
Since everyone was kneeling, no one saw a small black spot rising from behind the Jin army camp, and a black spot rising from a hill not far from Luojing City. These two black spots They clicked to meet in the air, and then fell into Luojing City. If someone with good eyesight takes a closer look, they will be shocked to find that there are some black spots there, and they are clearly two people.
After entering the city, they also found the guard's camp. On the way, Old Man Tang also found a Liang soldier who was also kneeling there. He asked him to get up and said a few words to him before sending him away.
I am here to preside over the first election, but before that I still have to be patient and rub my tongue with the two people from the small aristocratic families.
On the top of the city, Li Mao was still kneeling. He had killed countless people during his military career, and he had seen a lot of strange things. However, no matter how terrifying the military ghost stories were, the evil ghosts who took their lives would only come out to take revenge in the dark night. This is the only time in my life when something strange happens during the day. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. While he was in a state of trance, a soldier hurriedly came to Li Mao's side, bowed and saluted and said: "General, an old man has entered your camp. Now let me tell you and let you go see him."
come yet? Could it be that the person you want to meet is the stranger who caused strange things? Li Mao stood up from the ground with difficulty and glanced at his grandson who had a look of concern in his eyes.
Suddenly a flash of lightning dispelled the thick fog in his heart, and an obscure legend in his family was unearthed in his heart. He gently pressed his chest with his hand, feeling the warmth and hardness of the close-fitting hard object passed down from his family. The feeling filled his eyes with strange color. After taking two steps, he stopped and pinched his fingers, wondering what he was thinking. Finally, he grabbed his grandson's wrist and said hurriedly: "Quick, follow me."
I asked why the Jin army was so eager to attack the city. I said why the several assassinations seemed to be to assassinate me, but they were actually targeting my grandson. So that's it, that's it! Li Mao finally figured it out. Regardless of the pain on his body, he took his grandson's hand and hurried to his cabin.
