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 hope, 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.
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, and 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 pressed his body up again, pushed it with his shoulder, and forced it out.
Pushed two or three steps.
But the next moment, countless swords and guns stretched out and pushed him back.
Returned without success again.
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, they repeatedly tightened the defense circle of survivors.
Even if he had never experienced a battle, Long Tu could realize that these living corpses were compressing their space to turn. Once they were squeezed to the point of no retreat, there would 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 could not only form a battle formation, but also suppress
Bloodthirsty nature, making every step of the way.
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 army formation of living corpses. This monster was huge. Even though it was sitting cross-legged on the ground, it was taller than the people standing there.
A section. The armor on its body has been torn, and the cold rain hits the exposed pale skin under the crack, giving it a rocky texture.
It pressed down at the end of the formation, grabbing the corpse wrapped in a monk's robe and gnawing at it.
That 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! Kill it and you can...
"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 Yang Zhiji sneaked up and spoke.
This guy claims to be a civil servant. Although he has been carrying a broken sword along the way, he has been relying on his status to hide behind others and do no good work. At present, the situation is exhausted, but he suddenly shows up, and he doesn't know what he wants to do.
At the critical moment, Long Tu had no intention of arguing with him and only responded with a wry smile.
"Is there any other way we can do it?"
Didn't think about it.
"have."
Yang Zhiji was categorical.
"escape."
He came closer and whispered:
"I also have a 'Leizhenzi' in my hand. I will use it to open a gap and we will work together to break out!"
When Long Tu first 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 overtaken by these living corpses."
Can.
"Who says we need to outrun living corpses?"
Master Yang's eyes flickered and he glanced at the White Lotus Sect members quietly.
"As long as you can 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 sternly.
Taoist Longtu could only sigh and was waiting for a reply. Suddenly, there was an exclamation from behind him.
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 were like wolves that smelled the smell of blood, pouring in from the gap. In an instant, they rushed and scattered the circle formation that they had worked hard to support. The escapees were naturally separated, and each one fell into the trap alone.
Heavy siege.
"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 could not 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.
Torn armor, pale skin, and easily eaten heads...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 this. 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 caught by the Living Corpse General.
It was a goose-egg-sized ball with a moire pattern engraved on the iron shell. This thing had a resounding name among 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 away 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 further 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. Then he realized that this was not the time to worry about the smoke. He hurriedly fished out the sword from the muddy water and jumped out of the muddy ground.
rise.
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 earlier. 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 forcibly lifted him up.
The cold rain extinguished the thick smoke, revealing the ferocious face of the living corpse general, as well as another broken arm that was broken at the elbow, with white bones exposed among the bloody flesh.
Yang Zhiji burst into tears. Full of calculations, his wild nature became panic and cowardice 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, three new scars were added 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 ditch of Qianfo Temple?!
He mustered up his courage and wanted to fight again. But suddenly, a lock fell from the sky and was pulled out of his neck.
Immediately afterwards, his throat tightened and he 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 filled with 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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Just as they watched, several people died on the spot.
suddenly.
"Huhuhu..."
The strong wind roared like an overwhelming mountain.
Along the way, it felt as if something huge had rolled over it, and the bamboo 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 blue 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 rotten leaves from the cold rain. Then he felt a weight in his arms and subconsciously looked down - oh, what a big, ferocious head was pressed heavily in his arms. He took a sip in a daze. With a runny nose, I looked up and saw blood popping out of the empty neck of the living corpse general in a glowing green light.
Huang Taihu's eyes were cracked. Although 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 chaos of blades did not come. He could only see the green light spreading across , all the living corpses around him were torn to pieces. Then, the broken flesh and blood were splashed over by the wind and rain, drowning him in the mud pit. He was stunned for a moment, then turned over and retched on the spot.
The sudden strong wind made Taoist Longtu unable to open his eyes, but it 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, he did not rush. After taking a few steps, he felt something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there were no living corpses there. They were just chopped 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 all his 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.
"Gotta live?"
He was still a little unbelievable.
At this time, the green light like smoke suddenly disappeared, and before his eyes, it formed a simple bronze dagger. It circled back and forth, like a fish swimming 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 followed the sound.
But I saw a Taoist priest leaping out from a rock in the bamboo forest. The Taoist priest's robes were blown by the wind, and he seemed to be coming on the wind. The flying sword was also like a swallow returning to its nest, and flew 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 scattered bamboo leaves.
Taoist Longtu was stunned for a few seconds and then blurted 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.
Of course, the White Lotus Sect didn't say much, and the bonus for Li Changan's head was still on the black market. Even the Long Xiangwei group, when they reached a tacit understanding with the White Lotus Sect some time ago, didn't sit back and watch the development of the situation.
mean.
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 first sentence the other person said would make him so embarrassed.
Just them? Of course not.
At that time, there were thousands of people at the venue, including believers from all parties, monks from Thousand Buddha Temple, government troops and troops from both sides. When the bell roused the crowd, only twenty-three out of ten people who died in the chaos were turned 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 Mr. Yang Zhiji said earlier.
"Who said we need to outrun the living corpses? Just outrun them."
Although Taoist Longtu was forced by the situation to abandon the people on the mountain, 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 even 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 is quite thick-skinned, and he is not angry at all, but still smiles at me.
"Why are you here, Taoist Priest?"
"Destroy 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, the conversation changed.
"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 priest 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.
Fleeing and 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 the several junior disciples behind him who were all covered in colors, 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 like spicy food, people from Northeastern China whether they like wine, and people from Guangdong like people from Fujian.
Immediately, a Longhu Mountain Taoist priest wanted to speak angrily, but he didn't. A piece of paper fell lightly into his arms. He took it hurriedly, and Li Changan's salty voice rang in his ears.
"The thousands of troops you want are among them."