In addition to introducing the berserkers in detail, the book also describes how to crack some of the tactics of the berserker soldiers and some of the fatal weaknesses of the berserkers.
In addition, there are illustrations. Among the seven or eight illustrations, there is a demon-like giant holding different weapons. Some of the weapons are maces and some are mountain axes. They are all heavy weapons.
Zhan Ying read a few pages, stood up slowly, and dropped the half-eaten pot helmet on the ground without noticing.
After a long while, he came to his senses and quickly read the content behind it.
This seems to be a fairy tale, and it seems to be true. There are also cases. "On October 17th of the year of Ding Chou, the front line of Motian Ridge was lost and Kunlun died in battle. Feng Wuyan ordered all human soldiers to retreat to the third line of defense at Motian Cliff.
.The next morning, the first to launch an offensive against the Sky Cliff was the Destruction Corps. One hundred thousand giant demons sprayed fireballs for an hour, and the Sky Cliff turned into a sea of fire. The Six-Wing Corps was dispatched to attack the Sky Cliff from the sky. The Giant Corps was in front holding a giant shield, and the Madman Corps was in front.
In the rear, Feng Wuyan took the eight thousand stone people from the northern border as the vanguard and guarded the western line of Motian Cliff. They fought and retreated to the valley, trapping the invading enemy troops in the valley. Eight hundred thousand archers came out from their bunkers.
, shot seven arrows and disappeared. General Huang Zhong led 300,000 armored troops into the valley from the other side, killing more than 16,000 enemies and injuring 267,374 people, with no casualties.
Victory in the first battle.”
"What? This is also called a victory in the first battle? We lost nearly 270,000 people, but only killed 16,000 of the enemy. What kind of victory is this?"
Seeing this, Zhan Ying was furious. He turned around and walked to the kitchen tent. There was no one in the kitchen, and the old Wangtou was not there.
I asked the fat cook and several other fire-headed soldiers, but they all said they had not seen Lao Wangtou.
Lao Wangtou is gone. If he wants to leave, no one can stop him.
At dusk on the third day, Lao Wangtou appeared in Cangyun Mountain, more than 10,000 miles away.
He was awakened more than a year ago, but he didn't know what he should do or whose hand the Pluto flag was.
Now that danger was getting closer and closer, he had no choice but to come to Cangyun Mountain. He remembered that the last decisive battle was here, and maybe there would be the person he wanted to find here.
Ye Xiaochuan was competing with Wang Cai in eating dumplings. In the end, Wang Cai won. After eating four of the twelve plates of dumplings, Ye Xiaochuan's neck stretched to the point of choking and he rolled his eyes. However, Wang Cai's little belly seemed to be invincible.
At the Eye of the Ruins, I ate eight plates of dumplings without even burping.
Wangcai, who had won the title of King of Rice Buckets, was so proud that he left under the protection of Yang Shijiu.
Ye Xiaochuan, who lost the game, was naturally in a bad mood. He had believed since he was a child that he was the rice-basket king of Cangyun Mountain. Now that this title had been taken away by Wangcai, he felt strange.
I was so stressed that I walked alone on the mountainside path under the night to eat. I saw two beautiful female disciples, and even made some teasing remarks. If it weren't for the matter of Senior Sister Yun that was weighing on my mind, I would be the one now.
He should be the happiest.
As I was walking, someone slapped me on the back of my head. I immediately felt dizzy and had stars in my eyes.
Ye Xiaochuan was furious. Didn't you see that this young master was walking to eat? Who is so brave and dares to hit this young master on the back of the head?
He rolled up his sleeves, even if Yun Qiyou was behind him, he would not be polite.
When he turned around, he didn't see anyone behind him. This made him very surprised. He reached out and touched the back of his head. This was not an illusion, but someone really slapped him on the back of the head.
But how could there be no one?
He looked around suspiciously, and there was indeed no one there, so he had to move forward.
He had just taken seven or eight steps when he heard an ouch and was slapped hard on the back of his head again.
Ye Xiaochuan suddenly held the back of his head with his hands and hid next to a big rock on the side of the trail. There was no one, there was still no one. The surroundings were quiet, and his consciousness was wide open, not even a bedbug was found.
Just when Ye Xiaochuan was about to curse loudly, his eyes suddenly rolled around and he touched the back bone of his head a few times with his palm.
This familiar feeling, the familiar strength, the familiar way of hitting people...
Except for Xuan Ying, there was absolutely no one in the world who could slap him twice silently in front of him.
"Xuan Ying is here?"
Ye Xiaochuan was so happy that he threw away the hatred of being beaten twice.
He has been walking around Cangyun Mountain these past few days, just waiting for Fengyi. Now he has finally arrived. Xuanying is here, and Fengyi must be here too.
He held his head with his deer-headed eyes to prevent Xuan Ying from beating him again, and lowered his voice and said, "Fairy Xuan Ying, are you here?"
Don't dare to call them senior, women are all virtuous, whether it's Xuan Ying who has lived for more than 20,000 years, or the demon boy who has lived for thousands of years, they will fight whoever calls them senior.
When Ye Xiaochuan was recovering from his injuries in Xumi Mustard Cave, he was slapped more than ten times, and then he got used to calling Xuan Ying Fairy Xuan Ying.
"Back mountain, here is the eight-armed spiritual ape of the ancient sacred tree."
Xuan Ying's voice rang directly in Ye Xiaochuan's mind. This ability to transmit sounds from thousands of miles away and to transmit sounds into secrets made Ye Xiaochuan very jealous. He didn't know how many years of practice he would have to practice to develop these two magical powers.
Jealousy is jealousy. Business is important, so we should go to the back mountain quickly. I originally wanted to ask Senior Sister Yun to go with me, but after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. First, I asked Xuan Ying about the situation of the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart. Now let Senior Sister Yun go there, just in case.
If you can't bear it after knowing your situation, you will suffer.
He was so familiar with the ancient sacred tree in the back mountain. Grandpa Monkey King’s brewery had almost become his back garden, so Xiaotu had to hide the red fruits tightly to avoid being stolen by this guy.
When Ye Xiaochuan went to the back mountain, Yun Qiyou was alone in Qingluan Pavilion, looking at the crescent moon in the sky. She had not seen Ye Xiaochuan since he beat Ye Xiaochuan at Siguo Cliff two days ago and left.
After passing Ye Xiaochuan, she was also troubled during this period of time.
She is also a woman. When she is in love, she naturally wants to stay with her beloved man for the rest of her life.
But after her master passes away, she will have to live with you for ten years. During these ten years, she will not be able to marry Ye Xiaochuan.
They are both adults, and they are both informal children of the world. She is struggling with whether her relationship with Ye Xiaochuan can take a further step? It is not uncommon in the world of cultivation to get on the boat first and then pay for it. For example, Sun Yao and Mei
Zygote.
Every time she thought about the vision she saw in the elven sacred water, she blushed. Amidst the shyness, there seemed to be some other emotions vaguely in her heart.
Now, what happened to Gu Pan'er made her feel very unhappy. She always felt that Ye Xiaochuan would be snatched away by others, would leave her, and would end up like the previous six lives of Shuangjian.
"If I give my body to him, he will never leave me again. Maybe the curse of seven generations of lovers will be lifted because of this." Yun Qiyou suddenly muttered to herself, and then, her face changed.
He blushed, as if he didn't expect that he would have such shameless thoughts.
