Of course, he couldn't really understand the mystery of Lin Yi's Dajura, but the longer he was in contact with Lin Yi, the more certain he became that Lin Yi did not rely on true energy to fight, and his cultivation was more like some kind of
Pure physical skills are more like those warriors who do not have enough understanding to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and work hard to hone their physical strength.
Lin Yi's strength was of course many times stronger than that of the most powerful warriors. However, after a night of fighting, he knew very well that on such a battlefield, what was more terrifying than the loss of true energy was mental exhaustion.
Even if Lin Yi's physical strength never ends, his mental will cannot ever change.
The most important thing is that Lin Yi has never rested from Taoist City to now.
He just glanced at Lin Yi and said nothing.
He didn't ask any more silly questions like whether it was worth it.
He believed that most people who had experienced the fighting like last night and seen so many people die would never ask such silly questions again.
Lin Yi didn't say anything more.
Looking at the cavalry troops who obviously didn't want to take any rest and were going to attack the city directly, he simply walked to the front and walked to the wall facing the pontoon bridge connecting Jiang Xinzhou.
The wall of Zhongli City suddenly became quiet.
All the Southern Dynasty sergeants who had just overcome exhaustion and fear and worked up their energy to stand up from sitting down saw Lin Yi's intentions because of Lin Yi's simple and silent movements.
It's just that one man can't open a barrier and ten thousand men can't open it. This is something only recorded in story books.
Just like what they saw with their own eyes last night, although powerful practitioners can burst out with horrific killings in an instant, they will also quickly weaken as their true energy quickly passes away.
Of course, Lin Yi also knew the thoughts of Qi Zhuji and all the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty. He also knew that he could not fight tirelessly forever. However, what was certain was that as long as he and Tie Cejun did not fight to the death, the city would be very good.
Almost lost.
Moreover, he also wanted to know his own limits and how long he could fight.
He didn't want Rong Yi to follow the carriage and become the first target to be killed by the opponent. If the opponent realized prematurely that Rong Yi was an excellent Southern Dynasty formation master, then he should not be able to stop Rong Yi in a place like this.
I intend to be killed by the other party's practitioners.
He wants to make himself the target of the other party's practitioners first.
He didn't even want Rong Yi to get too close to the forefront of the battle, so when he stood at the edge of the city wall, he whispered to Rong Yi behind him: "Sword, sword."
Rong Yi always obeyed Lin Yi's orders.
In past battles, he even had some blind trust in Lin Yi, and he subconsciously felt that Lin Yi's choice was the most correct choice.
So he immediately nodded, turned back, and took Lin Yi's sword.
"Are there any heavier and longer weapons?"
Lin Yi took the sword and inserted it diagonally into the crack of the stone beside him. He thought of the scenes of fighting those heavy armors before, and finally felt that sometimes it was not satisfying enough without a heavy weapon like a mace.
"As long as it can be held in both hands, long, heavy and strong enough, it will be fine."
The Southern Dynasty guards who were calling the shots on the city wall at this time were naturally Wang Chaozong and Li Wenzhao. However, Chaozong had never seen Lin Yi fight before and didn't know much about Lin Yi. Hearing this sentence, he still didn't understand Lin Yi.
But Li Wenzhao understood it instantly and asked immediately.
"That's right." Lin Yi's heart moved. Looking at Li Wenzhao's expression, he felt that Li Wenzhao had thought of something.
"Hurry, Bai Dashou, go and send the order to bring the pagoda heart."
Originally, the army was pressing down, and every Southern Dynasty sergeant on the city wall had a look of sullenness on his face. Even a strong general like Li Wenzhao, who had long put life and death at risk, was the same. However, he was distracted by Lin Yi's words.
My eyes lit up and I felt energetic.
The junior high school student named Bai immediately shouted towards the back wall, and many people in the city responded.
The boy was in his forties and had an unattractive appearance, but his hands were extraordinarily large, so his nickname should be White Big Hands.
"What is the heart of the tower?"
Lin Yi was a little curious and couldn't help but ask.
"There is a river-suppressing tower in Longyue Town on the upper reaches of the Huai River. It was built by the Qin family, a prominent family in the previous dynasty. It is very effective. In recent years, the river-suppressing tower has become somewhat dilapidated and may not be able to withstand the erosion. Now the same is true for the famous local Le family.
They started by shipping, so they planned to spend money to rebuild it, but after sending people to inspect it, they found that there was something very mysterious inside. It turned out that when the Qin family was building it, they not only hired many monks to carve many scriptures inside, but the key was that the building was built
There must have been a lot of water conservancy craftsmen at that time, and there was a problem with the site selection. There was a water hole underneath, and a large amount of underground river water came out, but it was sucked in from time to time, so when there was no tower town, that place
It seems that the water flow is calm, but the undercurrent below is violent, causing accidents to passing ships. Only large ships carrying heavy loads are stable and will not be affected. When Qin built this tower, the water hole had been sealed with huge stone pillars, but now the surrounding areas are
It rushed out of the water hole, causing the inside of the Zhenhe Tower to be somewhat damaged by the water flow. Now Leshi gathered the suggestions of many skilled craftsmen, did a lot of exploration, and found a way to solve it once and for all. They ordered Jiankang City to
Chang's workshop made an iron cone, which was as long as two people."
Li Wenzhao spoke in great detail, which fascinated many of the sergeants around him. He even gestured with his hands to indicate the length, then looked at Lin Yi and continued: "One end is round, and the other is sharp. They found the location where the water veins can be redirected.
, arrangements have been made there, saying that as long as this thing is nailed into the rocks of the river bed to fix some diversion and traction chains, it can be guaranteed for at least a hundred years, allowing the underground river to change its course. Specifically, where are the craftsmen doing this?
I don't know what kind of arrangement they made, but this thing was just finished and delivered here a month ago. I thought it was strange, and I even took a look at it. It is fine gold, and it should not rot even if washed away. The key is that it is extremely strong, at least
There is one weighing three hundred kilograms. It is said to be the center of the tower and used to hold it down, but I am afraid that in your hands, it can be used as a heavy spear or long stick."
After saying so many words in detail, there was the sound of horse hooves both inside and outside the city.
Some warehouses for storing heavy objects in the city were originally not far from the north wall, and it was easy to transport them in and out by water. When they heard that the tower center was to be used on the city wall, five cavalrymen directly dragged the thing with a tow rope.
, galloping directly towards the city wall.
In addition to the sound of horses' hooves, the tower core was dragged and collided on the ground, making constant crashing sounds.
The impact sound was clear and tinkling, but it was very pleasant to hear.
The Northern Wei cavalry outside the city had already spread to the camp in the middle of the river in a dense mass, and then pressed towards the city wall without stopping.
Because the floating bridge at this end was not perfect, most of the cavalry dismounted and walked towards the city wall. However, there were still many cavalry who relied on their superb equestrian skills to ride directly onto the swaying driftwood.
This cavalry army had not experienced any battles before, and as it moved with the infantry, it did not consume much physical strength along the way. As it moved forward, many cavalry troops who had already dismounted directly let their horses drag the wooden planks and wait for them to float.
The wood was pressed toward the city wall while being continuously laid in front of the feet and on both sides.
Five galloping horses in the city first dragged the tower core to the city wall. A dozen sergeants stepped forward to help. These sergeants had been fighting all night. At this time, their hands and feet were sore that they felt a little weak when they moved it.
Tottering.
Hearing such a noise, Lin Yi turned around and walked back a few steps. Looking down, he saw clearly that the center of the tower really looked like a giant sharpened gun shaft.
The core of this tower is only about the thickness of a hand, and is bronze in color. The surface has many embossed cloud patterns and water flow textures, but it has been worn a lot by dragging and collisions, but under this layer of texture, it is
Revealing some dark colors, the fine gold inside has a natural snowflake-like pattern.
Lin Yi immediately understood that this thing should have been cast by Chang Gongfang. After molding, the surface was too hard to be carved, but it was wrapped with another layer.
Seeing those sergeants struggling, his eyes flickered away.
A cry of exclamation suddenly sounded.
Lin Yi easily lifted this heavy object, which was carried by more than ten sergeants and was somewhat difficult to carry, and then walked steadily to the top of the city.
Lin Yi was also a little surprised. Even he felt that this thing was a little heavy. He should not be able to use it like a sword at will. And although he was just holding it in his hand, he felt that this thing was extremely rigid and tough, and it seemed that it was not at all.
Intuition that will deform and break.
A banging sound.
He placed this thing on the ground next to him like a flagpole. The hard stone surface on the ground suddenly splashed with a layer of stone powder, and some cracks appeared.