The bandits were shouting at the top of their lungs.
Fires rose up one after another, and amid the deafening sound of killing, the bandits rushed forward, while on the county government wall, the patrol officers and officers under command fired arrows.
At such a close distance, the archers fired a volley with astonishing accuracy. Suddenly, thick blood mist sprayed into the rain and mist. From time to time, thieves fell down, but not many.
It was accurate, but the opponent either blocked it with a shield or a knife, showing that he was a so-called martial arts master.
There was a sound of "boom". Looking carefully, it was the Taoist who finally took action. Immediately, several green forest warriors fell down. Someone from above issued an order: "Archers cover, spears ready."
The sound of killing continued, and the smoke was already shrouded in front of the wall. The thieves were boiling with excitement, and they were all shouting: "Kill, we are about to break through the county government office."
The drums of the bandit army sounded, and a large group of bandits rushed in with shouts and drums.
The moment they rushed into the county government office, there was a loud "boom" and a thunder flashed among them. The shields of five or six thieves were shattered and they fell to the ground screaming.
The dozens of steps of "killing" that were neither wide nor long became the death zone for the thieves. In the blink of an eye, they were filled with dead bodies and temporarily injured wounded, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.
But the good times didn't last long. There was a loud "boom", and the Taoist among the bandits took action. Suddenly, a large area collapsed in front of him, and wood and rocks were flying everywhere with a lot of bloody limbs.
"Send the order, continue to advance, and those who disobey will be killed." Another order came from behind the rebel soldiers. Amidst the sound of war drums, the traitor soldiers who shouted like a tide continued to pour into the county government office.
Fire, smoke, rain... sword light, shadow, killing... the blood of the enemy, the blood of the soldiers, the blood of the people... in the final analysis, there are more deaths on this side. The thieves don't care who they kill, these people
Each one was transformed from the black and white martial arts practitioners of the past, with red faces, fighting desperately until their opponents or themselves fell.
This madness made the battle fierce from the beginning.
Lu Xiuping fired various destructive Taoist spells one after another, and he could kill a thief every time. However, the extra power was always protected by a shadow, and many people were ashen when they saw this.
The shadow is still provocative: "Cowardly people, the turtles hiding behind... dare to go out and fight?"
Lu Xiuping was so angry that his spirit flames burst out. He raised and lowered his feet several times, but finally did not step out of the main formation... When he stepped out, the formation was broken.
Should you choose your fellow disciples or the women and children behind you?
When the spiritual pressure of nine enemy Taoists appeared on the battlefield, Lu Xiuping was in trouble.
Seeing that another member of his sect had fallen, so far three of them had been killed in the battle, and countless soldiers and civilians had been killed. Finally, his eyes were about to burst: "Get them all back."
"But……"
"It's nothing, just sort it out and resist intensively according to the formation."
"Yes." A fellow soldier was covered in blood. He took a few steps back and an arrow was inserted into the chest of his own soldier. The man yelled: "Watch me avenge you."
A Taoist technique passed by, and a bandit died with a groan, but this change was of no avail.
"Senior Brother, how to deal with the area damage due to intensive resistance?" This person had already taken the opportunity to retreat into the formation.
Lu Xiuping's face has calmed down. Master Tangtang will not be troubled for too long. He has restored his normal mind: "Only defending but not attacking, this formation cannot stop the crazy attacks of nine thieves who have basically reached the realm of real people. The damage will be far away."
If it is beyond repair, it will only take one stick of incense at most, and the formation will collapse."
"Ah?" Several people who had withdrawn one after another were stunned and trembled when they heard the message... After fighting for so long, they suddenly realized that there was no base at all.
Lu Xiuping was a little disappointed by this and calmed down: "Look, these evil spirits don't fight in large formations at all, and they don't even massacre tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians outside... It only shows three points."
"First, they were calling for reinforcements at the encirclement point, but we had no other reinforcements. This may be their misjudgment.
"Second, they are deliberately trying to get the thieves to take action... they are afraid of taking action directly, which is more likely."
"Thirdly, they are afraid that I will fight to the death. I, Master Youshuimen, am alone in this rainy event. If they want to kill me, they will still have to sacrifice one or two lives... which shows that their team looks like a team but is at odds with each other."
His classmates’ eyes lit up and they cheered up: “Elder brother is wise.”
Lu Xiuping can no longer be disappointed. Becoming a real person is not only a transformation in strength, but also a transformation in the perception of power... Theoretically, any enemy has weaknesses, even immortals, but a mortal without strength can be asked to kill the immortal.
, is it possible?
The opponent is so powerful, and it's hard for me to stand alone. How can I use the strength to break through the enemy's force? I just rely on my sect members who are mostly still young.
Now even the thought of breaking out was gone.
"I heard there is a popular saying here, don't be afraid of opponents who are like gods, but be afraid of enemies who are like pigs. It's really accurate."
"...But so what?" Lu Xiuping's eyes gradually brightened. When a real person was forced to the edge, his fighting spirit completely rose: "I, Lu Xiuping, died here fighting for the people of a county, and I will not lose my dignity until I die.
A good man...is waiting to enter Hades..."
Amid the wind, rain, and blood, a sudden roar came from the battlefield: "Are you all cowards? Which of you dares to attack our formation?"
All eyes looked at this real person, with gratitude, admiration, jealousy, malice, murderous intent, and even some doubts...
Is this person... crazy?
All the Taoists from the outside world couldn't help but look at each other, guessing at the motives. Two veteran Demon Sect masters said coldly: "It seems that the excitement is not enough, so why don't we just go to the killing place?"
Full of malice from the same class.
"slow"
Upstairs at the city gate, Master Mingyang opened his eyes and smelled the thick blood in the air. He didn't like it, nor did he dislike it, but his voice was filled with a rare hint of joy: "Haven't you noticed the changes in the aura on the battlefield?
"
The ordinary magician was puzzled. Several real people took a breath and sensed it. They felt a refreshing feeling, a bit like being in the local area. Their expressions changed greatly, and they asked via voice transmission: "Why is this happening?"
"military spirit"
Mingyang spit out these two words, put his hands in his sleeves, and raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly: "Master conveyed some speculations of the master when I came here, and this military spirit is one of them - the way of heaven in this world is monopolized.
You can all feel that we are being targeted, but in fact this kind of targeting can be divided."
"Inciting the traitors in this area to gather momentum, even if dragon energy cannot be formed, as long as there is preliminary military energy, it can protect us, so that we can absorb some spiritual energy infected by military energy, and then speed up the recovery of strength——
This is our foundation, isn’t it better than going out and killing yourself?”
Mingyang glanced downstairs: "Now do you understand why I abandoned the Ye family and attacked this city first?"
Several real members of the Demon Sect looked at each other and were secretly shocked. Compared with the righteousness preached by this saint, who is the Demon Sect?
"If we can command the entire army to sack tens of thousands of people in the city, we will be able to recover half of our strength. If we can blood sacrifice hundreds of thousands of people in the entire county, we can even recover completely. By then, we will be at our mercy in the world..."
He didn't continue, but it was tempting enough.
The ecology of the Demon Sect is that of the weak and the strong, full of thirst for power, and there is no reason why swordsmen should pay attention to the existence of the sword heart. This does not matter the bottom line.
At this time, regardless of their level of cultivation, the eyes of all the thieves became hot, and they shouted excitedly: "Blood sacrifice to this county"
It is an honor for you mortals to make us stronger, and it is a matter of course.
But on the battlefield, there were still mostly real humans. Some thieves hesitated after hearing this, and looked at the general in charge: "Brother, are you really going to do this?"
He Dongshan's face turned slightly pale, and his brows were a little dark. This was the backlash after killing more than ten families in succession. Everyone who had been driven to kill by evil spirits had this kind of blackening, but this person was the most vivid and dark.
, seems to be a mark of evil.
He Dongshan's consciousness is very clear, but the more he behaves like this, the more he realizes that he has no way to retreat. As the master of the evil demon's military energy, if he advances or retreats, he will die, so why retreat?
Either fight a bloody path, or die... This world can no longer tolerate such a "treacherous person" as myself, and even my own brother, for the sake of his brother's "loyalty", must go to the dark side.
He Dongshan forcefully suppressed the restlessness of his subordinates: "Listen to the master's order, wash the city, and sacrifice the county with blood."
The last hundred reserve troops rushed forward, whether it was self-anaesthesia or self-destruction. At this moment, a radiance of consciousness appeared on everyone's face... It was nothing more than a slash, and it was the same for us and the enemy.
Sooner or later you are going to die, so kill as much as you want
The faint mist suddenly became thicker, and the demons were cheering happily, as if they were drinking mellow wine... Could it be that spiritual energy brewed mellow wine?
Seeing the mist pouring in like a tide from across the distant battlefield, Lu Xiuping's newly rising fighting spirit was immediately cooled down and made him feel slightly bitter.
"The karmic sins caused by this are so great. I don't know if we will be implicated. If we are implicated, we may not be able to wash away them even if we die, and we won't even have to practice ghost cultivation..."
As the evil demon gave its full blessing, the battlefield began to boil, and a one-sided situation began to emerge. The white light of hope that had just flashed was annihilated before half a stick of incense existed, as if it had never appeared.
The rise and fall of Qi was instantly captured by Mingyang. He pressed the railing with both hands and looked down at the battlefield below. The natives on both sides were fighting hard, and the blood stained the land red...
This disciple of the saint showed his first smile after his arrival: "I have finally found my way in this world. The results of this experiment will definitely make the master happy when the results of this experiment are sent back."
The smile is pure and sincere, with the determination of victory and confidence, but it is just a small experiment.
"No one can stop us"
"Furthermore, your sacrifice will not be in vain. When the saint annexes this heavenly realm and digests the two worlds, he will be able to make up for all the mistakes of the past, reincarnate your souls, and allow you to live in a truly prosperous and harmonious world of immortality.
"
Thinking of this, Master Mingyang's smile became even firmer, as if he had seen the glory of the golden age of immortality restored again.
All disciples of the saint know that this is the saint's supreme compassion and supreme power, vowing to reverse the mistakes of the past, and a new era will slowly begin.