The siege battle was still going on. Arrows were raining from the sky. Blood was flowing on top of the city. Broken limbs were flying everywhere. Even the corpses of companions were thrown down like rolling stones to knock down the enemies climbing the ladder.
At this stage, Qinggong is of no use anymore. It relies on internal strength and strength. Climbing the ladder with the shield, attacking the city head with the shield, holding the shield... The shield has been broken, the wood has collapsed, the iron sheet has shattered, and so on.
The moves were transformed into the simplest moves in such a chaotic situation.
Stab! Chop! It's so simple and straightforward, but every move and move has life disappearing with it.
"Huh, war is indeed cruel. Do you think Dorgon and the others have become numb?"
"It's not numb, maybe it's just bad! You don't have to be so sentimental. In fact, there are people like this on the earth next door. Others suffer because of others, even if those sufferings are due to the orders of a few people, but for those few people,
This is just a bunch of boring numbers."
Li Yuzhu looked at him strangely. Although this statement sounded correct, in his opinion, ordinary people rarely felt this way. After all, the earth next door had been peaceful for so many years, and sporadic crimes occasionally occurred.
They are all small fights, and there are basically no siege warfare levels like this.
What does this person do on the next earth?
Zuo Zhou had no time to pay attention to what the other party thought. He had left the Qing army in a left and right way. He wanted to enter the city from another direction and have a look. From the layout of the Ming army, it should be possible to tell that this siege was
How long can the war last?
Although Dorgon seemed confident, Zuo Zhou felt that he would not win another victory so easily this time.
And when Zuo Zhou saw a young man in his teens rushing to the top of the city, he knew that the Qing army could not win this time, at least it would not be easy and simple.
The people of Tongcheng also participated in the war. They did not take up weapons, but picked up ropes and poles, and carried bundles of arrows and weapons to the city wall. When they came down, they also carried arrows, but they were Qing troops.
The kind that breaks when shot.
Of course, occasionally a few wounded would be carried out, and those who had been bandaged would soon take out their weapons and join the battle again.
This is the first time Zuo Zhou has seen the concept of "battlefield logistics". Although this is not unusual on the Earth next door, it is the first time he has seen it in this world.
"Why are you so stupid? Carry this wounded man out!"
An old man thought that Zuo Zhou was stunned by the brutality of the battle, so he handed a shelf to Zuo Zhou and said to him kindly: "You won't be afraid when you are busy."
Zuo Zhou lowered his head and looked at the stretcher in his hand. He was the only one pulling the stretcher. Ultimately, it was because the soldier on the stretcher had already died. People like this who died before being treated midway would be thrown away casually.
It's not good to be on one side after all, so they exist together somewhere.
And the old man pointed at this place. It was a coffin shop. Well, it seemed like it was appropriate for the occasion.
Zuo Zhou took the corpse into the coffin shop and saw that there were many corpses scattered here and there. Because of the war, almost all the people in the city participated in the war, and there was not a single living person in this place.
He casually placed the body in the corner. Although Zuo Zhou was not from the Ming Dynasty, he felt a little excited when he saw this scene of everyone united.
However, there are always some people who do things that spoil their fun. Just when Zuo Zhou was about to leave, he suddenly discovered a problem.
These corpses were unknown before, but the corpse left by Zuo Zhou had just died, which means that his soul should have just come out and gone to reincarnation.
There is no doubt about this. These soldiers have not practiced any spiritual skills, nor have they had any special adventures, so they cannot escape the attraction of reincarnation.
But... after this soul came out, it drifted somewhere in the city in a daze!
"interesting!"
Naturally, Zuo Zhou would not let go of such a weird thing. He followed the soul with a slight step, and he had to be careful. If he alerted the other party, it would be more than worth the gain.
The soldier's soul did not float too far. It was in a small courtyard at the corner of the city wall. The location of this small courtyard is a bit awkward. It is very close to the city wall and very remote. It is estimated that no one usually comes. There are even people around the corner.
There are weeds, and you can even smell a faint odor.
"Ugh, who has no merit and defecates everywhere!"
Zuo Zhou's face turned dark and he lost all interest in hiding. He kicked open the courtyard door and saw a small courtyard and a house.
There is nothing special in the yard, and even judging from the state of the weeds, it seems that no one has lived there for a long time.
Zuo Zhou frowned slightly and pushed open the door. As expected, the room was empty, even covered with a thick layer of dust and spider webs.
Zuo Zhou was a little confused for a moment, so he looked along the soul, and saw that the soul was floating into a dry well in the courtyard.
"It's quite hidden!"
Zuo Zhou did not jump in recklessly, but showed his Shura method, then protected his whole body before jumping in.
Doing so is indeed rewarding. As soon as I jumped down, a sinister wind came out, whining and taking away the soul.
Zuo Zhou, whose mental strength was as stable as Mount Tai, naturally didn't care, and the sinister wind was also ineffective when it hit the bloody and flaming Shura Dharma. He just started to explore inside while holding the Dharma.
This seemingly ordinary dry well turns out to be something special!
Reaching out to the stone walls on both sides of Momo, the traces of man-made ax chiseling are quite clear, and you can even feel a little bit of the true meaning of martial arts remaining from the ax chisel marks.
"Is this... the true meaning of Buddhism's martial arts?"
Zuo Zhou is also an Arhat, and he is very familiar with the true meaning of Buddhism's martial arts.
Walking forward along the stone wall, this long passage is not too complicated, and it basically ends after two turns.
At the end of the passage is an empty stone house. There are not many furnishings here, only two stone benches and a stone table.
There is a skull on the stone table...
"So hellish?"
Zuo Zhou didn't know what to say for a moment, and he didn't know who created the secret room just to put a skull?
Zuo Zhou scratched his cheek. Could he be too sensitive? He thought about looking at the soul, but saw that the soul paused slightly, and then seemed to have encountered some fearful natural enemy. There was fear and instinct on his face.
He was about to run back, but a dark wind reversed and rolled him up and sucked him into the mouth of the skeleton on the table...
"Ah, this...is wrong!"
Zuo Zhou reached out and picked up the skull. The skull was completely white and light, with a smooth texture like marble. There was no pattern formation on the surface, and there was no trace of the magic weapon at all.
Just when he was thinking about how to deal with it, he saw another soul floating slowly from the outside. Upon seeing this, Zuo Zhou threw it into the hell realm and placed it after reincarnation. Haha, if you have the ability, just steal the soul from reincarnation.
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There is another chapter tonight, but it may be a bit late