Chapter 641 The Battle of Tubo Eight
The vitality is so tenacious, even after being burned like that, it still doesn't die.
Mingzun Saint Emperor Li Mingda, who was squatting on a recliner, was as worried as the more than 100,000 soldiers watching on the battlefield.
What exactly are these things? The guy in the system didn't explain clearly. If I continue to fight like this in a confused manner, I'm really worried that something might happen to my family, Zhao Yun.
no
Let's ask clearly
"System boss, please come out and see me, Mr. Sun"
"If you don't come out, I will take away your earth temple from you, do you believe it?"
[○`Д○]
After being muttered by Li Mingda for a while, the system popped up a dialog box again.
"The system is temporarily upgraded and maintained for 3 minutes."
Then he kicked Li Mingda out. Watching the system in front of him disappear, Li Mingda rolled his eyes angrily.
"What? You're gone without saying a word. Are you upgrading or running away?"
three minutes
Li Mingda felt that these three minutes passed so slowly. He looked at the hourglass next to him and couldn't help but grab melon seeds.
Kakaka
It’s best to eat while waiting
Liuli, who was next to Li Mingda, didn't know why Li Mingda suddenly looked a little crazy. She was a good girl and silently poured a cup of tea for Li Mingda.
On the Tubo battlefield
Zhao Yun and Wang Meng, one in the sky and the other on the ground, stared at the wailing black chrysalis. Wang Meng looked at each other and thought of another black technology that Jin had not yet used.
He turned around and ordered the messenger next to him: "Give a big signal to the people on the ground and ask them to bring those guys we are preparing to use on the ground to the front of the formation. Everything is ready. If necessary, let them burn it all in one go."
The craftsmen on the airship were so excited to use things on the ground. The messengers also came from Panzhihua and knew what they were.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he nodded: "No"
The excited look of the messenger left Wang Meng speechless. These children are still young, and there will be better ones in the future.
The wail of the black chrysalis suddenly stopped
click
click
There was a sound of something breaking, and a hole opened in the black charred pupa.
The hole gets bigger and bigger
Bang
The upper part of the black pupa exploded, and fragments flew everywhere.
A face with a three-pointed face, big round yellow eyes, a bald head with no hair, some tentacles under the head, a long and narrow mouth with fangs, a slightly twisted neck under the head, and two weird and craggy arms on the shoulders.
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The lower part of the body did not appear, and was still wrapped together with the black pupa, as if it was fixed or failed to grow.
The monster looked around, and then roared: "You mortals have hurt the body given to me by the true god. I, Duoji, will never forgive you, and you will all die~!"
Duoji~!
Staring from a distance, Zhao Yun, Murong Yanyi, Zhisai Dangru Gongdun, Niang Chisang Yangdun, Wang Meng in the sky and all the Tibetan people who knew Dorje, who claimed to be Dorje, were dumbfounded.
That monster in the distance is called Dorje?
Dorje beside the Dalai Lama?
It's impossible, it's obviously not the same species.
Your Majesty, what on earth is this?
"True God, if you look like this and there are people there, you are obviously a monster. The so-called real God will not look like this. You can only be a demon and evil spirit."
Zhao Yun's words spread widely under the influence of the inner breath and instantly stabilized the somewhat restless military morale.
Actually, there wasn't much reaction from Datang. Most of them were curious about what this thing was, whether it could be converted into military industry, and how much it would be worth.
Why do they think so? In fact, they don't know that there is a faint invisible light shining in the sun, moon and stars with Mingzun printed on their armor.
Inside the Tang Dynasty military formation, General Wang Meng ordered the ground combat units to quickly bring their large wooden boxes to the front of the formation and place them in an arc, pulled by oxen and horses.
After packing their things, they were always ready to lift the curtain and have a big fight.
"Stupid humans, you have no idea what true God is. He is the only God in heaven and earth, the most powerful God in heaven and earth. Heaven..."
Zhao Yun raised his hand and shot an arrow. Duoji used his twisted and weird hand in front of him to block Zhao Yun's arrow.
Is Zhao Yun's arrow so easy to stop? The arrow directly penetrated the skin of Duoji's arm and reached the bone marrow with its silver brilliance.
Duoji cried out in pain: "Mortal, you have once again injured the body given to me by the true God. I want you to die."
Dorje twisted his body
no response
twist again
Still no response
The scene was instantly awkward
How is this done?
Duoji seemed to have understood something, and Zhao Yun, Wang Meng, Murong Yanyi, Zhisai Dangru Gongdun and Niang Chisang Yangdun all understood.
Zhao Yun turned his horse and returned to the Tang army's formation, shouting: "Generals of the Tang Dynasty, bring over the kerosene and eight-oxen crossbows!"
Soldiers of the Tang Dynasty: "Roar"
Following Zhao Yun's general order, the crossbowmen behind the military formation hurriedly carried the Tang army's most powerful weapon, the Eight Ox Crossbow, wrapped it in a layer of cloth, and then smeared it with thick kerosene.
In the middle of the battlefield, the monster Duoji knew that something bad was going on and began to twist his body crazily, but he didn't say anything.
"Oh God, help me, I didn't have natural legs."
Kakakaka
The Eight Bull Crossbow began to be cocked under the pull of several cows.
The origin of the Eight Oxen Crossbow is just like its name. It takes at least eight oxen to pull the string. Otherwise, how could it have a range of more than one thousand meters?
Although it is only a few hundred meters away from the monster Duoji, it is enough to use the Fuyuan Crossbow, but in terms of lethality, the Eight Ox Crossbow is the best.
Whoosh
During Duoji's struggle, three eight-niu crossbow arrows, thicker than his arms, shot toward Duoji like fire and lightning.
┗|`o′|┛Ouch~~
Two of the three crossbows hit, one took away one of Duoji's arms, and the other shot through Duoji's waist. Zhao Yun and Wang Meng, who had good eyesight and were watching with a telescope, seemed to see a waist flying out.
The remaining one hit the stone in front of Dorji. Although it did not hit Dorji's body, the stone splashed with huge force and hit Dorji, making Dorji scream.
Dorje's arms and the flying waist quickly turned into a pile of ashes after landing on the ground, and disappeared as soon as the wind blew.
"good"
“Great job”
"Long live"
Seeing the Baniu crossbow hit, bursts of cheers came from the military formation
Duoji's face began to twist, and he yelled: "You have hurt my body again, but do you think you can kill me like this?"
"No, you don't know the power of the true God"
Amidst Duoji's various showing off and ridicule, the physical wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing Duoji's healed injuries, Zhao Yun frowned. Things were different from what he imagined.
Do you want to try again?
Zhao Yun was thinking about Wang Meng who was on the airship in the sky and looked down at the steel box next to him. He was also thinking about whether to use it or not.
Chapter completed!