Chapter 66 The secret skills of ghosts are hidden from the sky!
The night is dark and windy, and everything is quiet.
Yin Shi.
As the last hour before dawn, it is the darkest time of the night, when people are exhausted and nightmares strike.
At the south gate of Didao, above the city tower.
One by one, the defenders leaned crookedly against the city wall, drifting into a nightmare. Their snoring sounded from time to time, clearly demonstrating their situation.
The continuous siege and failure of Guo Jia's army to attack in recent days has already stretched the spirit of these Didao guards to the extreme. At this special moment, even the most elite sentries can't resist the attack of nightmare, not to mention that these soldiers have already lost their spirit.
Didao's garrison was about to collapse.
Five hundred meters next to the city tower, there is a mess of houses built closely against Yuelu Mountain. The appearance of overgrown grass illustrates its fate.
In the backyard of the house, a piece of rock was closely connected to Yuelu Mountain. Meng Wu stuck his head out and looked around, then his face became happy and he murmured to himself.
"That's right, it's right here!" He waved his hand back and jumped down under the darkness of night.
"Bah!"
Thanks to the cushioning of Gang Qi, there was only a slight scraping sound of the soles of feet landing at a height of three to four feet.
As Meng Wu landed, a number of black figures jumped down from the rocks, and the sound of feet landing could be heard from time to time.
After falling, the black shadows did not stay. They dispersed silently like ghosts one by one. In the blink of an eye, about five hundred black shadows gathered in the small courtyard, covering every corner of the courtyard.
A strict one.
"Is everyone here yet?" When the shadow stood up, Meng Wu asked in a deep voice with a gloomy face.
A dark figure in the lead replied softly: "General, except for the thirteen brothers who accidentally rolled down the mountain stream, everyone else is here."
Hearing the black shadow's answer, Meng Wu's face became even more gloomy. He waved his hand to signal him to retreat, and then muttered to the black shadows: "Brothers, because of this bullshit Didao, because of that bullshit
Li Xi, we have lost thirteen brothers, and this is just the beginning. We don’t know how many brothers will never come back. Are you afraid?"
The black shadows responded in unison: "Don't be afraid!"
Hearing the answer, Meng Wu's mouth curled up, and he laughed and cursed: "Don't fucking pretend to me, I know you are afraid, and I am afraid too, especially when I slipped a little bit and almost fell into the dark mountain stream."
When I was there, I was even more scared to death."
Having said this, Meng Wu glanced across his eyes, looking at the dark figures who were smiling and visibly relaxing, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
When everyone was done laughing, Meng Wu put away the smile on his face and continued to say in a deep voice: "But, can we retreat if we are afraid?"
"cannot!"
"Why?"
"Because we are wolf fangs, because we are the cruelest and sharpest fangs on earth!"
"Yes, we are Langya. Since we took this flag from the Lord, we have no right to retreat, brothers! You must know that we are afraid, but Li Xi's son should be afraid even more, Di
The defenders of Dao should be more afraid, because we are coming, and the fangs are coming! Now pick up your fangs and let us tear them apart together!"
With one question and one answer, the morale of all the Langya soldiers was raised to its peak by Meng Wu in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, in the camp outside Didao, Guo Jia looked at the dark night sky and secretly counted the time.
"The morning light is shining, the Yin hour has arrived!"
Suddenly he smiled faintly, picked up the wine gourd that was always with him and took a deep sip, then looked in the direction of Didao and spit it out.
"The wine mist forms and hides the truth from the truth!"
As Guo Jia took a sip of wine, a faint mist began to appear in front of Meng Wu, who was preparing to take action in the city, and as time went by, it became thicker and thicker.
Looking at the sudden rise of heavy fog, Meng Wu was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered Guo Jia's reminder when he gave the order. He reacted instantly and shouted quickly: "Brothers, the time has come. Heavy fog has fallen from the sky. This is God's help for us."
, kill with me!"
"No!" The black shadow flashed, and the evil spirit surged into the sky.
At this time, the sky was already slightly brighter, and a glimmer of morning light appeared in the sky.
However, with the emergence of this heavy fog, the figures of Meng Wu and others were completely hidden. Countless wolf-toothed soldiers took advantage of the fog and night cover to quickly rush towards the south gate of Didao.
A moment later, the light of the rows of torches on the south gate tower appeared in Meng Wu's eyes, dimly through the fog.
Meng Wu's spirit was shaken, and he quietly made a gesture to the Wolf Fangs behind him.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Following the Meng Wu gesture, the five hundred or so Langya soldiers quickly divided into groups of three or three, and rushed towards the south gate in a smooth and neat manner.
"Puff!"
The mist instantly resounded with the sounds of sharp blades piercing into human bodies, followed by the endless smell of blood.
Meng Wu didn't wait, his feet changed, and he landed lightly behind a soldier who was leaning against the wall.
"Stab it!"
The fangs leaped and stabbed into the throat of the soldier in front of him with determination. The soldier fell into eternal darkness before he could make a sound.
After a successful blow, Meng Wu's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, he gently pulled out his fangs and jumped towards the next target with a trace of blood.
"Stab! Puff!"
In the fog at the south gate of Didao, on this quiet night, about five hundred Langya soldiers, led by Meng Wu, played a symphony of blood together.
Countless soldiers protecting the city fell into darkness with a faint chill on their necks before they woke up.
Warm blood was flying, mixing with the mist in the air, gradually turning the world red.
The smell of blood in the mist became stronger and stronger. A strong man wearing black armor above the city gate suddenly shrugged his sleeping nose. A familiar smell of blood instantly woke him up from his dream, and he was confused.
He opened his eyes, looked at the sky that had turned into blood mist, and suddenly let out a roar that resounded throughout the world.
"Enemy attack!!!"
Countless blurred visions began to focus, and the soldiers protecting the city who had just woken up from the nightmare suddenly fell into another real nightmare.
Looking at the blood mist in front of him, he woke up with a start. As soon as Gulu grabbed the weapon next to him, he started to fight back.
"Dang Dang! Dang Dang!"
In an instant, the sound of countless weapons clashing was heard in the fog.
The city guard soldiers who woke up immediately pulled their companions beside them and killed the Wolf Fang soldiers who were slaughtering their companions wantonly.
Chaos! Fighting! Blood! Wail!
It instantly became the main theme on the south gate!
