The fleeing group never expected that at the moment they thought they were about to escape and ascend to heaven, a rain of arrows ruined their hopes, and the "official troops" that followed plunged them into complete despair.
This situation and scene can be said to have just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's mouth again.
The opponent's "people" were numerous and powerful, and our own army was exhausted. We had no choice but to form a circular formation and struggle hard.
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The cold rain is falling.
The remaining light of the setting sun lingers on the horizon.
The mud underfoot was repeatedly trampled into a swamp, and people were dragged into the ground by their legs.
Long Tu gasped for breath, the tip of the knife in his hand dug into the chest of the enemy in front of him, and the thick blood slowly squeezed out from the knife edge. He pushed his body up again, pushed it with his shoulders, and pushed out two or three steps.
But the next moment, countless swords and guns stretched out and pushed him back.
Again failed.
Long Tu raised his head sadly, seeing layers upon layers of living corpses that looked like officers and soldiers.
They held spears, short soldiers, shields, and hooks to form a battle formation, closing and squeezing step by step in an orderly manner. Like a big hand, it tightened the survivors' defense circle again and again.
Even if he has never experienced a battle, Long Tu can realize that these living corpses are compressing their space to turn. Once they are squeezed to the point of no retreat, there will be no end in sight for them.
Reached a dead end?
No!
Long Tu gritted his teeth and told himself.
There is still a glimmer of hope!
The various living corpses encountered along the way, even those with mutated bodies, were mostly irrational monsters greedy for flesh and blood. But the living corpses transformed by the officers and soldiers in front of them can not only form a battle formation, but they can also suppress their bloodthirsty nature and march forward step by step.
Judging from his experience, there must be a "leader" constraining him.
He looked up and saw a living corpse dressed as a general sitting cross-legged behind the military formation composed of living corpses. This monster is huge, even if it is sitting cross-legged on the ground, it is still taller than everyone standing. The armor on its body has been torn, and the cold rain hits the exposed pale skin under the cracks, giving it a rocky texture.
It pressed at the end of the array, grabbing a corpse wrapped in a Taoist robe and gnawing at it.
It was one of Long Tu's fellow disciples. After the previous failed breakout, he stepped forward to cover for him, but was unexpectedly trapped by a living corpse and lost his life.
Long Tu's eyes turned red.
that's it! Just kill it and you'll be able to...
"it's useless."
"Don't say we can't rush through. Even if we can rush through and kill it by chance, the remaining living corpses can tear us to pieces."
But it was Yang Zhiji who sneaked up and spoke.
This guy claimed to be a civil servant. Although he carried a broken sword along the way, he always relied on his status to hide behind others and did not contribute much to his work. At present, everything is exhausted, but suddenly it appears, and I don’t know what it wants to do.
At the critical moment, Long Tu had no intention of arguing with him and only responded with a wry smile.
"Do we have any other options?"
Didn't think about it.
"have."
Yang Zhiji was categorical.
"escape."
He came closer and whispered:
"I still have a 'Leizhenzi' in my hand. I'll use it to open a gap. Let's work together to get out!"
When Long Tuchu heard "Lei Zhenzi", his expression moved slightly, but then his face darkened.
"We can't run. We are all exhausted. I'm afraid if we can't run a hundred steps, we will be caught up by these living corpses."
Can.
"Who said we need to outrun living corpses?"
Master Yang's eyes flickered and he glanced at the White Lotus Sect members quietly.
"Just outrun them."
Taoist Longtu was speechless after hearing this.
Do we have to do this again?
"Yang Qianshi! The situation has come to this, and I have to cut off my tail to survive!"
Yang Zhiji urged sharply.
Taoist Longtu could only sigh and was waiting for a reply. Suddenly, there was an exclamation from behind.
The two men quickly looked sideways, only to see one person being hooked out of the formation by Chang Ge and stabbed into pieces by random spears.
Their faces suddenly turned pale.
Presumably, this person is none other than the leader of the White Lotus Sect, the White Lotus Zuo Envoy Xiang Jisheng.
"It's over."
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When it comes to the impression that the White Lotus Sect has given to the world, apart from liars, rebels, and magicians, it is probably only "fanaticism" that is most deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Xiang Ji Sheng was accidentally killed. The first reaction of the remaining White Lotus cultists was not to fill the gap in the front line, but to swarm out to retrieve Xiang Ji Sheng's body.
This irrational behavior immediately caused the fragile defense line to collapse.
The living corpses rushed in from the gap like wolves that smelled blood. In an instant, the circular formation that had been supported so hard was shattered. The fugitives were naturally divided, and each one fell into a tight siege alone.
"God damn Xiang Jisheng! God damn the White Lotus Sect!"
Mr. Yang was so angry that he jumped up and cursed, but no matter how vicious his words were, he couldn't stop the zombies from surrounding him.
but.
Suddenly, the living corpses around them stopped, and then scattered in all directions, abandoning the two of them.
However, the two of them had no expressions of joy. They turned their heads and heard heavy footsteps as a huge thing pressed over them.
The torn armor, pale skin, and heads that were eaten casually...the zombie general had already set his sights on them.
Taoist Longtu smiled sadly, gripped the long knife tightly, and faced him.
"Master Yang, the matter has come to an end. Either fight to the death or end it on your own. You..."
Before he finished speaking, Taoist Longtu watched helplessly as an object flew out from behind him, drawing an arc in the air, and was then casually caught by the Living Corpse General.
It was a ball the size of a goose egg, with cloud patterns engraved on the iron shell. This thing had a resounding name in the Zhenfu Division - Lei Zhenzi.
"Yang Zhiji is so stupid!"
Taoist Longtu squeezed out a curse from between his teeth, and without thinking, he threw himself to his side.
"boom!"
Invisible sound waves swept along with thick smoke, and Taoist Longtu who had not yet landed was immediately thrown away.
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Even though Yang Zhiji was farther away, he was still knocked over by the air wave.
In a daze, he raised his hand to fan the thick smoke that spread over him a few times, and then realized that this was not the time to care about a little smoke. He hurriedly fished out his missing sword from the muddy water and jumped up from the muddy ground.
The small bamboo forest was filled with blood and screams. The exhausted living people were no longer a match for the living corpses after they were scattered.
Fortunately, the living corpses around him had dispersed before. The saved energy finally came in handy.
Yang Zhiji secretly rejoiced and found an opening before running away.
But as soon as he opened his legs, his scalp tightened and his feet were dangling in the air.
A pale arm actually reached out of the thick smoke, grabbed his bun, and lifted him up forcefully.
The cold rain extinguished the thick smoke, revealing the ferocious face of the living corpse general, as well as another severed arm that was broken at the elbow, with white bones exposed among the bloody flesh.
Yang Zhiji burst into tears. Full of calculations and wildness, he became panic and timid in front of the evil smile of the living corpse.
He spoke without hesitation: "Spare my life, I don't want to die! I am a Jinshi, the commander of the Longxiang Guard, and the legitimate son of the Yang family in Chang'an. I can't die..."
Unfortunately, what he said was no louder than a fart to a living corpse.
The living corpse had raised its severed arm with a grin, and aimed its sharp arm bone section at his neck, as if killing a chicken, and was about to cut his throat.
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The fugitives were scattered by the swarming zombies, divided and surrounded.
Every time Huang Taihu smashed the head of a living corpse, there would be three new scars behind it.
But the death situation in front of him only aroused the old water bandit's stubbornness.
The strong winds and waves in Taihu Lake failed to kill me, but how could the boat capsize in the small ditch of Qianfo Temple? !
He mustered up his courage and wanted to fight again. But suddenly, a lock fell from the sky and wrapped around his neck.
Immediately afterwards, his throat tightened, and the person was pulled down into the mud pit.
Seven or eight living corpses surrounded him, brandishing knives and axes, intending to chop him into pieces.
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Taoist Longtu got up from the mud in a daze. At this time, his ears were full of roaring, and his eyes were full of overlapping shadows. He couldn't tell who was fighting, let alone who was screaming.
He inexplicably thought of all the things he had to do while escaping along the way, and suddenly felt a little boring.
After practicing Taoism for more than thirty years, I couldn't get rid of the demons, and I couldn't save the innocent. I went against my will just to survive, and in the end I couldn't even save my life or property.
It's really ugly!
After the world in front of him calmed down for a moment, he looked coldly at the living corpses rushing around him, grinned, and raised the Yan Fei Dao in his hand with a serious smile.
In order to die a more beautiful death, please give me some support.
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Several people died on the spot as soon as they saw it.
suddenly.
"Huhuhu..."
The overwhelming wind roared.
Along the way, it seemed as if something huge had rolled over it, and the bamboos and trees were as low as weeds.
And the raindrops, sand, stones, and bamboo leaves were carried in the wind, like thousands of arrows flying towards them.
In the violent storm, a roar burst out.
Immediately, a ray of green light broke through the wind and rain, and struck with lightning. When it arrived at the field, it suddenly slowed down and turned into mist of light and dispersed.
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Yang Zhiji, who was begging for mercy, suddenly took a sip of cold rain rotten leaves, and then felt a weight in his arms. He subconsciously looked down - oh, what a big ferocious head was pressed heavily in his arms. He sniffed blankly, looked up, and saw plasma on the empty neck of the living corpse general in a glowing blue light.
Huang Taihu's eyes were cracked. Even though he was dragged into the mud pit and trapped in a certain death situation, the ferocity in his bones still drove him to resist with all his strength. However, the expected addition of chaos blades did not come. All he saw was green light spreading across it, and all the living corpses around him were shattered into pieces. Then, the minced meat and plasma were splashed over by the wind and rain, drowning him in the mud puddle. He was stunned for a moment, then rolled over and retched on the spot.
The sudden strong wind made Taoist Longtu unable to open his eyes, but this was nothing to him who was already determined to die. He simply closed his eyes and rushed towards the direction where he remembered the most living corpses. However, before he had taken a few steps, he felt something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he wondered, where was the living corpse? Just cut off a few green bamboo branches.
He looked back blankly at the scene, and saw that the smoke-like green light filled the air, filled with companions with big eyes and small eyes, dumbfounded and speechless.
As for those living corpses?
Hello.
There were corpses of various sizes all over the ground.
"Going to live?"
He was still a little unbelievable.
At this time, the smoke-like blue light suddenly disappeared and formed a simple bronze dagger in front of his eyes. Circling and shuttling, like a fish waving its tail leisurely in the wind and rain.
It turns out that the green light that slaughtered all the living corpses at that moment was actually a fleeting light that the human eye could not catch when the bronze dagger flew and hovered.
It was also at this time.
There was a sound not far away.
"Return to the box."
Long Tu was startled and looked at the sound.
But I saw a Taoist priest jumping out of a rock in the bamboo forest. The Taoist robes were blown by the wind, and the person seemed to be riding on the wind. The flying sword is also like a swallow returning to its nest, and flies away in response to the sound.
The two met in the air.
All of a sudden.
The splashing wind and rain suddenly calmed down.
The world seems to have suddenly stopped, the mountains and forests are silent, and thousands of bamboos have gathered their branches.
moment.
"Wow."
Everything revives, the sound of rain comes again, but there is no strong wind and the leaves are like arrows.
Only the sparse raindrops wrapped around the fallen leaves and rustled down.
And that man also fell to the ground amid the fluttering of his Taoist robes and the scattered bamboo leaves.
Taoist Longtu was stunned for a few seconds before blurting out.
"Li Xuanxiao."
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"Just you?"
It was discovered that the person who came was Li Changan, and everyone in the scene was quite embarrassed while trying to survive the disaster.
The White Lotus Sect didn't say much, and the bonus on Li Changan's head was still on the black market. Even the Long Xiangwei group had no intention of sitting back and watching the development of the situation when they reached a tacit understanding with the White Lotus Sect some time ago.
Everyone looked at each other for a while, and only Taoist Master Long Tu put aside his old face and came up to say hello.
But he didn't expect that the other person's first words would make him so embarrassed.
Just them? of course not.
At that time, there were thousands of believers from all parties, monks from Thousand Buddha Temple, officers and soldiers plus people from both sides at the venue. When the bell roused the crowd, only twenty-three out of ten people died in the chaos and were directly transformed into living corpses.
As for excluding the dozens of people at the scene, what happened to the remaining survivors?
It was in response to what Master Yang Zhiji said earlier.
"Who said we need to outrun the living corpses? Just outrun them."
Although Taoist Longtu was forced to abandon the people on the mountain due to the situation, he still wanted to save his face and did not talk nonsense. When faced with Li Changan's question, he just looked gloomy and speechless.
Li Changan just asked casually and had no intention of questioning him, but judging from the other party's reaction, he probably guessed the development of the situation.
At that moment, he was too lazy to say anything more, turned around and walked away, heading towards the meeting place on the mountain.
But before he had taken two steps, someone hurriedly stopped him in front of him and bowed his hands in a salute.
Li Changan raised his eyebrows.
"Who are you?"
The man laughed and said, "I am the commander of the Longxiang Guards, Yang Zhiji."
"oh."
The Taoist priest responded with a calm response and waited to see what the other party would say.
This man was quite thick-skinned, not angry at all, and still smiling at me.
"Why are you here, Taoist Priest?"
"Exterminate demons and save people."
"The Taoist priest's benevolence and righteousness really make Yang admire him."
He carried a fancy sedan with a smile, and finally changed the subject.
"With all due respect, it's getting late and it's hard to see. Furthermore, there are many monsters on the mountain, and I'm afraid there are thousands of them right now. Even if the Taoist Master has magical powers, he is alone and can save him. How many people are there? For the current plan, why not go down the mountain with us and report this matter to the Mingzhou Prefecture, so that the court can invite experts from all over the world and mobilize thousands of troops and horses to surround the Thousand Buddha Temple and stop the corpse demon? The flight is spreading. This is the blessing for the thousands of people in Yuzhou! Taoist priest, do you think this is true?"
What is yes and no?
Li Changan chuckled and did not answer.
This Master Yang just saw the sharpness of Feijian and wanted him, Taoist Li, to be a free bodyguard, but he tried his best to bluff people.
So, official...
However, Li Changan decided to go up the mountain without any intention of risking his life. He just wanted to kill as many as he could, save as many as he could, and just follow fate. Yang Zhiji's words gave him a wake-up call.
He turned around and looked at Taoist Longtu for a few times, and with the colorful junior disciples behind him, he saw a seal hanging on his waist.
"Longhu Mountain?"
Long Tu sighed.
"Ashamed of my ancestor."
Li Changan asked again:
"Do you know how to perform rituals and invite sacrifices to ghosts and gods?"
This question made several Longhushan Taoist priests look unhappy.
You must know that Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Zhengyi sect, originally established the sect with the merits of commanding 36,000 gods and 1,200 officials, subduing ghosts from all directions, and defeating the six demon kings.
Recruiting gods and ghosts is an ancestral craft.
Li Changan's question is like asking people from Sichuan and Chongqing whether they can eat spicy food, people from Northeastern China can drink wine, and people from Guangdong can eat like people from Fujian.
Immediately, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain wanted to speak angrily, but before he could speak, a piece of paper fell lightly into his arms. He just hurriedly took it, and Li Changan's salty voice rang in his ears.
"The thousands of troops you want are among them."
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