In the Taishan Sanctuary, countless people stayed in their own rooms. Some cried softly, some gnashed their teeth, and some cut their palms, letting the blood smear on the kitchen knives, daggers, and even iron rods around them.
The exorcist said that with the advent of the Great Dark Age, although the strength of demons and ghosts has increased, they have also become reality and are no longer illusory things.
Since you can see it, it will hurt you! And the blood of living people is the only thing they can use to ward off evil spirits!
It is true that ordinary people are no match for Guipi, but now the living people have reached a desperate situation. If we don't fight now, when will we wait?
In the command room, Tie Shanshan's busy feet made smoke and she said quickly: "Are you ready for the rest of the gasoline? Put it all at the front door."
"Notify all the people that all the old, weak, women and children should stay in their rooms! They are not allowed to go out to fight!"
"These are the elites of the Ghost Skin Army, and they have all received the strength bonus of the Great Dark Age. They are not something ordinary old and weak people can resist. Let the men bleed! Participate in the final defense battle!"
"Let the seriously wounded gather together and not go into battle! Unless we are all dead, they are not allowed to die in vain! There is a secret room in the shelter with runes inscribed on it. Let them recover from their injuries for future use!"
"All the lightly wounded soldiers should come out to join the battle! Anyone who dares not to fight forward will be killed without mercy!"
The orders were passed on quickly one by one, and exorcism soldiers came and went one after another. After a while, suddenly there was a roar like a mountain and a tsunami from outside. The next second, countless injured exorcism soldiers were like
Back like a tidal wave of defeat.
Tie Shanshan looked outside and saw hundreds of ghosts in black lining up in a skirmish line, constantly moving forward. Every time they took a step forward, countless exorcists died on the spot.
This group of black-clothed ghost skins are the first to advance, and they are all the best in the ghost skin troops. With the strength of Tie Fei and Iron Three Swordsmen, it is okay to deal with three or five. With the cooperation of other exorcism warriors, even if
It's not impossible to deal with more than a dozen.
But hundreds of black-clothed ghosts swarmed forward, and the two of them were immediately overwhelmed and unable to resist them at all.
Of the more than a hundred black-clothed ghosts, only twenty were freed to trap Tie Fei and Tie San Dao. The rest all lined up in a skirmish line and launched an siege operation against the remaining exorcist soldiers.
The further the black-clothed ghost skin moves forward, the smaller the encirclement becomes. When all the exorcist warriors are dead and injured, the Taishan shelter will be breached.
In this case, in order to avoid the annihilation of the entire army, Tie Fei had to order the exorcists to temporarily retreat and rely on the walls of Taishan Sanctuary to resist.
Although this will lead to death sooner or later, as long as it can be delayed for a moment, try to delay it for a moment.
What if a miracle happens?
Tie Shanshan only glanced at it and understood the current situation. She did not panic, she just pulled out her own rune sword and said indifferently: "The only thing we can do now is fight to the death. Even if the fire of civilization of the living is extinguished.
, but the Great Dark Age will eventually recede.”
"After a few thousand years, there may be living people reborn, and then I can leave them a legend of a heroic fight to the death!"
"Send my order! Light the gasoline and seal all entrances!"
An exorcist soldier hesitated for a moment and said: "Senior Tie Fei and Tie San Dao are still outside..."
Tie Shanshan glanced outside and said softly: "Brother and uncle have decided to die for the country. If China is destroyed, there must be a few heroes who die fighting for the country."
"No one knows them better than me, and I believe they will be happy with my decision."
The surrounding exorcist warriors looked solemn and said in unison: "It is my duty to fight to the death for Middle-earth! Don't worry! If the Taishan Sanctuary is breached, no exorcist warrior will dare to live in vain!
"
An exorcist soldier shouted loudly: "Suicide Squad! Prepare..."
Before the last two words of preparing to light the fire were spoken, someone suddenly said loudly: "Wait a minute! Look who that is!"
Everyone looked around and saw a thin figure passing by on the mountain road in the wind and snow. They saw the flash of sword light and the skins of a dozen black-clothed ghosts were instantly torn into pieces.
This time it became hurried, and it took several seconds before someone exclaimed in shock: "Is that...a demon sword to suppress ghosts?"
"He Zhonghua? He Zhonghua is here!"
As if he heard the exclamation of the exorcist warrior in the sanctuary, the man put away his long knife, revealing a shriveled, wrinkled, skeleton-like face.
He grinned and said: "Where is General Guipi? Come and have a word!"
In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, white snow flew, and even the black-clothed ghost skins and exorcist soldiers fighting on the battlefield couldn't help but stop.
He Zhonghua! It’s really him!
As early as the last battle, He Zhonghua used the demon sword to suppress the ghost and kill the ancestor of the corpse. That sword almost broke the ancestor of the corpse in half.
But it was that knife that made He Zhonghua sacrifice his own flesh and blood to feed the thousands of dead souls in the Demon Sword Suppression Ghost. From that time on, He Zhonghua became this ugly person, neither human nor ghost.
Some people say that He Zhonghua has actually been dead a long time ago, but others say that He Zhonghua has understood life and death since he made that sword strike.
Later, in order to find traces of the battle between Di Ming and the Ancestor of Corpses, and to recover his lost power, He Zhonghua bid farewell to Zhang Wuren and others, and embarked on an expedition alone.
He fought from the south bank of the Yangtze River to the north bank of the Yangtze River, from Wuyi Mountain to Mount Tai. Along the way, countless evil spirits and living scum became the dead souls of his sword.
His strength has become stronger and stronger from being weak at the beginning, and now, it even far surpasses that of the ancestor who killed the corpse!
Because of the Great Dark Age, the news of He Zhonghua could not be conveyed, so no one knew how much this once famous exorcist had recovered!
Although He Zhonghua's face was still dry, his eyes were so bright and bright. He raised his head and glanced around, and said lightly: "More than a hundred ghosts in black, your strength has improved very quickly."
"But this time you met me. Since you have killed countless exorcist soldiers like me, you can just stay here."
He casually pulled out the Demonic Sword Suppressing Ghost from his back, and saw the runes on the blade flickering, trickling like running water, and spreading along the ground.
Wherever the runes went, countless golden waves rose and fell, spreading to the entire top of Mount Tai in an instant.
It was only then that the person in charge of the Ghost Skin Army suddenly woke up. He looked horrified and shouted: "Back off! Back off!"
The next second, with He Zhonghua as the center, hundreds of black-clothed ghosts struggled violently. Those golden wave runes were like blazing sunlight. Wherever they touched, the black-clothed ghosts instantly turned into a pool of pus and blood.
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The demon knife suppressing ghosts trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound. He Zhonghua patted the handle of the knife and said with a smile: "Not enough? It's okay. There are a lot of ghost skins here, enough for you to have a full meal."