The morning light of dawn breaks the silence of the night.
On the Lingwei Pass.
Xue Yi was wearing armor and had a solemn expression. He stood on the city wall, the cloak behind him rustling in the howling wind.
There were tiny snowflakes floating in the sky, whether they were blown down from the snow-capped mountains by the wind or fell from the clouds in the sky.
The strong wind howled, and tiny snowflakes swished against the armor, causing a faint sting on the skin.
However, at this time, the soldiers all over the city had no time to pay attention to this. They all looked down at the city with heavy expressions.
Below the city, on a relatively gentle hillside, the dark military formations could not be seen to the end, as if they were connected to the shadows of the mountains at the end of the sky.
War drums are beating and flags are flying.
The dull sound of the horn blew, shattering the flying frost in the sky.
The 300,000-strong army of the Fire Worshiping Court slowly advanced with the sound of war drums.
A moment later, tens of thousands of vanguard troops launched an attack on Lingweiguan.
The battle was extremely brutal.
Lingweiguan City stands on the mountainside, commanding a commanding height. In addition, the city is seven feet long, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.
However, as if the Fire Worship Court could not see this, they still sent tens of thousands of troops to attack the city. Even if they built ladders on the city wall, they still could not reach the city wall. They could only let the huge rocks and trees on the city wall stand.
The gold juice is waiting to be smashed to death.
At the foot of the mountain.
Royard looked like a soldier who was about to die, with no emotion at all on his face.
Beside him, Mu Yanxin frowned.
"General, isn't it such a waste of troops to attack the city like this?
Even he, a warrior who was not good at military affairs, could see that such an attack on the city would never take Lingweiguan, but Luo Yade had no intention of stopping at all.
Luo Yade shook his head slightly, "If you want to break through Lingwei Pass, you can only attack the city like this!"
"Why?" Mu Yanxin was puzzled.
Royard didn't explain, just said: "Just wait and see!"
On the opposite wall, Xue Yi also frowned.
Zhao Gao asked him to defend Lingweiguan for ten days. To be honest, he was not too worried.
He was confident of building the city at Lingweiguan, not to mention guarding it for ten days, but even for thirty days.
But facing the Fire Worshiping Court's siege method, Xue Yi suddenly felt uneasy.
As a general, you must not look at your enemies too stupidly.
If the enemy does something that seems stupid, it must have an ulterior motive.
He was sure that the Fire Worshiping King's General Royard was definitely not a fool. So why did he do such a stupid thing?
"More than thirty years ago, Lingwei Pass was broken down because of internal problems. This time I have already understood the hidden dangers inside. It is absolutely impossible for them to break through Lingwei Pass from the inside."
"So how do they want to break through Lingwei Pass this time? Do they really fill Lingwei Pass with corpses?"
"Corpse!"
Xue Yi looked at the piles of corpses below, his brows furrowed into a knot.
Clang clang clang!
At this moment, the enemy troops on the opposite side retreated, leaving only corpses on the ground.
Xue Yi looked at it for a long time and found nothing unusual.
This was the first attack by the Fire Worship Court, and it was a tentative attack, but they still left tens of thousands of corpses.
In the following days, the Fire Worshiping Court launched an attack every day, three times a day, morning, noon and evening, at a fixed time without any changes.
Such an attack on the city made Xue Yi feel even more strange.
It's just that he has never been able to figure out what Royard is doing.
Lingwei Pass is not an ordinary pass, but a real military fortress.
Compared with Yunyan City, Xiangshan City, and Nanyang City, it is a stronger side fortress, and its difficulty is comparable to Jianmen Pass in Shuzhou.
Jianmen Pass in Shuzhou is called the first pass of Dali, and Lingwei Pass can definitely be called the second pass of Dali.
Not only is the terrain difficult, but Guancheng is equipped with all necessary defensive equipment.
Rolling stones, oak wood, cauldrons, gold juice, crossbows, etc., there is no shortage of everything.
You can imagine how difficult it would be to capture such a fortress.
However, for several days, Royard used an extremely clumsy way to attack the city, which simply caused the soldiers of the Fire Worshiping Court to come and die.
Such unreasonable behavior made Xue Yi feel uneasy.
He always felt that he had overlooked something, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
Not only could he not figure it out, but even the generals under his command were confused.
In the blink of an eye.
The time has arrived on the ninth day agreed between Xue Yi and Zhao Gao.
As long as he holds on for one more day, his agreement with Zhao Gao will be completed.
At this time, the number of corpses under the city of Lingweiguan has reached 100,000, and the mountain of corpses has been buried halfway to the city wall. Standing on the city wall and looking down, the densely packed corpses are as terrifying as hell.
It was freezing cold, but the body did not rot, and even had a tendency to freeze, making it look even more terrifying.
In the past two days, the Fire Worshiping King's attack on the city was based on these corpses.
You must know that the Fire Worshiping Royal Court only has a total of 300,000 troops, but there are 100,000 soldiers at Lingwei Pass.
In the dark night, it was as if boundless thick ink was heavily smeared on the sky, without even a glimmer of stars.
The howling cold wind seemed to be pushing the dark night and swallowing everything.
On the city wall.
The soldiers who were keeping watch at night stamped their feet tiredly.
They were tired and drowsy, but the cold wind prevented them from falling asleep.
Once they fall asleep, they are likely to freeze to death.
The silent night was eerily silent except for the howling of the cold wind.
Sudden.
A slight noise was heard, but due to the howling of the cold wind, it did not attract the attention of the night watchman.
But then the noise got louder and louder.
Click, click sound like something breaking.
There are more and more voices like this.
Finally, some soldiers on guard heard it.
"what sound!"
The soldiers on guard at night looked towards the bottom of the city, but unfortunately it was so gray that they could hardly see anything.
Click, click~~
The sound is getting louder and louder.
The soldiers all heard it.
When they met each other, they both showed panic expressions.
"Quick, quick, there is something abnormal, warning!" someone shouted.
Woohoo~~
The dull sound of the horn suddenly resounded through the dark night.
The silent city of Lingwei Pass immediately became noisy.
Xue Yi, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of the horn and jumped up from the bed.
He was still wearing iron armor and ran towards the city wall with a long sword in his hand.
"what happened?"
However, when he came to the city wall, there were only a large number of soldiers gathered on the city wall, and no fighting took place.
"General, there are some strange sounds!"
Someone reported it.
It's just that more and more soldiers are climbing the city wall, and the noisy noise covers up other abnormalities.
"Silence!"
Xue Yi shouted coldly.
Suddenly the city wall became quiet.
Click, click~~
Strange sounds became apparent.
Xue Yi's expression changed.
He suddenly picked up a torch and threw it to the bottom of the city.
Under the dim firelight, strange figures were trembling slightly, their stiff arms and legs swinging and shaking.
Xue Yi's pupils shrank suddenly.
All the soldiers on the city wall turned pale.
It was as if an icy cold had frozen them.
"He, he, he, how come they are alive again?"
Someone asked tremblingly and stuttering.
Xue Yi's face was equally pale, and his heart was also trembling.
But he still had a shred of reason lingering in his heart.
The art of the corpse!
He suddenly remembered an evil spell.
It is a legend from the countries in the Western Regions.
According to legend, thousands of years ago in the Western Regions, someone used the art of corpse ghost to control thousands of corpses. This person was called the God of Death by the people of the Western Regions, which means that he can control death.
However, this is just a legend. No one knows whether it is true or false, and there are no records in any books.
Everyone thought it was false, but everything now proves that the legend is true.
One hundred thousand corpses!
Xue Yi suddenly shuddered.
"Quick, set fire!"
He roared loudly.
The next moment, the soldiers on the city wall suddenly woke up, and they all started busy.
It is not easy to set a fire on this bare mountain, but fortunately, the supplies stored in Lingwei Pass are quite abundant.
Cans of lamp oil and bundles of firewood were carried up the city wall.
There was not much wood left in the city, and those wood were all under the city. Many astute generals led their soldiers and began to dismantle door panels, desks, and even beds.
At this time, they can no longer care about anything else.
Although they didn't know whether the flames could stop the corpses, they put all their hopes on the flames.
In extreme fear, they just want to light the flame, the bigger the better.
That is the flame of hope, the flame that can drive away fear.
As bundles of firewood were ignited and jars of lamp oil were sprinkled, flames rose up and down the city walls.
The billowing smoke almost touched the ground under the howling cold wind.
In the flames, countless figures are still shaking. They have become more flexible. No, it should be them.
They began to climb up the city wall in the flames, but before they could climb the city wall, they were burned to ashes by the flames.
But there were countless corpses coming from behind, and they drowned out the flames, leaving only countless black smoke billowing under the cold wind.
Under the thick smoke, the soldiers on the city wall were choked and coughed.
The thick smoke mixed with the burning smell was particularly choking.
Xue Yi's face was gloomy and uncertain.
The flames obviously couldn't stop the ghouls, and it was even difficult for the soldiers to fight because of the thick smoke brought by the flames.
At first Qin Wei used thick smoke to break through Pingman Pass, but now Xue Yi and others set fire to themselves.
In fact, it was not a trap for himself. At least the fire caused a lot of damage to the ghouls, delaying their rush to the city wall.
At this time, Xue Yi had no time to think too much and directly ordered: "Exit the city wall!"
The city wall could no longer be defended, but they could not abandon Lingweiguan and could only retreat to the city.
In just a few breaths, Xue Yi had already made his decision.
As he issued orders one after another, the soldiers retreated from the city wall and built simple fortifications on the streets and between the houses in the city.
Thick smoke billowed, and the corpses crawled layer upon layer, building a ladder on the majestic city wall like stacks of Arhats.
About half an hour later, a large number of corpses appeared on the city wall.
Inside the city, Xue Yi had already commanded the soldiers to prepare to fight the corpses in the city.
Facing these terrifying corpses, the soldiers felt chilled and fear swirled in their hearts.
But Xue Yi knew very well that they could not give up Lingweiguan.
There is still a glimmer of hope in the battle. If they abandon Lingweiguan, they will only die.
Within hundreds of miles around Lingwei Pass, there are uninhabited mountains and mountains. If they leave Lingwei Pass in a hurry, what awaits them will be coldness and hunger.
Seeing the corpses coming like a wave, the soldiers finally fought with them.
Ghouls are fearless and have no pain. Even if their limbs are broken, they will still attack.
Only by cutting off their heads will they truly die.
There are only 60,000 defenders in the city. The nine-day battle has cost the defenders more than 10,000 people, and now there are less than 50,000 soldiers capable of fighting.
There were a hundred thousand corpses outside the city. Although many were burned to death by the flames, they were still more numerous than the defenders.
There was a melee between the two sides, and the defenders in the city were in great difficulty.
The will to survive made them fight desperately, but the terrifying corpses made them feel desperate.
…
At the foot of the mountain.
Luo Yade and Mu Yanxin looked at Lingweiguan Pass where the smoke was billowing.
Mu Yanxin's expression was very ugly. Naturally, he was not worried about the soldiers at Lingweiguan. He just felt evil about this ghoul technique.
"Is this your approach?"
"That's right!" Royard's expression remained normal.
"The ghost technique is too evil." Mu Yanxin said in a low voice.
Royard shook his head and said: "It's not the magic that's evil, it's the people!"
"To me, a means that can defeat the enemy is a good means, regardless of whether it is evil or not."
Mu Yanxin fell silent.
Although he didn't like this method, Royard was right.
The technique of the ghoul is very evil, but it can defeat the enemy.
"How did you obtain the art of corpse ghost?" Mu Yanxin asked.
Luoyard said: "We have always had the art of corpse ghosts, but no one has successfully practiced it before."
A chill flashed in Mu Yanxin's eyes.
He is the high priest of the Fire Worship Court, and the Fire Worship Court has always possessed the art of corpse ghosts, but he didn't know it.
Moreover, practicing the art of ghouls should not be an easy task, not to mention commanding a hundred thousand ghouls. This is definitely not something that one person can do.
He knew nothing about such an important matter, which was obviously because the Fire Worshiping Court did not regard him as one of its own.
But Mu Yanxin didn't care about it at this time, he just hid his dissatisfaction in his heart.
…
On the cold and windy mountain peaks.
Zhao Gao stood with his hands behind his hands, looking in the direction of Lingweiguan Pass.
He has already received news of everything that happened in Lingwei Pass.
Although it only took an hour, the members of the powerful Luowang had already figured out everything.
He did not take action, nor did he let the Luowang members take action.
Because even if he leads the Luowang members to join the battle now, it will be of no avail.
There were only a few hundred of them, and they couldn't stop those 100,000 corpses.
Of course, he did not sit idly by, he was waiting for news about the members of the net.
"Sir, their location has been found!"
Xiao Wu quickly came behind Zhao Gao and said coldly.
"Where?" Zhao Gao asked.
"It's right inside the Fire Worshiping King's camp!" Xiao Wu said.
Zhao Gao nodded slightly.
Zhao Gao and the others don't know much about the art of corpse ghosts, but they know that the art of corpse ghosts needs people to perform it, and the person who performs it must not be too far away.
It's enough to know this.
It is far more difficult to eliminate a hundred thousand ghouls than to eliminate a person with the art of ghouls.
"Sir, let's just kill those people, right?" Xiao Wu couldn't help but say.
Those ghouls are so evil, and the people who use ghoul techniques are even more evil.
Zhao Gao shook his head and said, "Wait a little longer."
"What are you waiting for?"
"Wait for dawn!" Zhao Gao said.
"Dawn!"
Xiao Wu was puzzled.
"The ten-day period has come, and it's time for them to come," Zhao Gao said.
"But I don't know if the soldiers at Lingweiguan can hold on until dawn." Xiao Wu said in a low voice.
Zhao Gao looked cold and said, "Some sacrifices are necessary."