Many ghost soldiers meditated on these things together, and there were signs of turning reality into reality. Calamity energy gathered from all directions, washing away the golden light on the blood monster's body layer by layer, which was what he was so proud of.
Luck is breaking away bit by bit.
This lasted for a cup of tea, and the blood monster could no longer evolve into the face of the former Lord of Tianlang City, and turned into a complete magical creature. Then, naturally, there was no more.
As soon as the blood monster was broken, the blood platform that had been built just opposite fell apart and collapsed when the wind blew it. It was clear that when Wu Yi summoned the ghost soldiers before, the evil wind was even stronger.
In this game, Wu Yi won for the first time.
This kind of fighting style is not about punching to the flesh, nor is it about flying swords to kill people thousands of miles away, but like two armies facing each other, each playing its own chess.
It is different from what Wu Yi saw and heard in the Cangbang Realm, the Mingyue Realm, and even the Mingyu Realm.
Perhaps, this is the fighting style after humanity takes over the mainstream! The outcome of the battle not only depends on the strength of the strength, but also depends on the control of luck.
Not to mention the victory of the ghost soldiers and the return of the magic power projection to the world of stone tablets, this night, whether it was Wu Yi's side or the opposite side, when the extraordinary power was used, there was actually no order at all, or in other words, the order was disrupted.
Because of the previous plague, Wu Yi did not rebuild Tianlang City after its order was disrupted, so he could naturally go ahead and do it.
And if the guess is correct, the Rinan tribe's defense was almost empty that night. Either they had already transferred their heavy troops to other places, or they thought that Wu Yi's side did not dare to make a sneak attack.
The next day, when the Golden Crow rose at the usual time, when everyone got up, it was still the same sky, the same wilderness, and the same invisible future.
In the early morning of this day, I don't know if it was because of the cold wind caused by yesterday's fight. The sky was a little gloomy. Before midnight, I could only see half of the sun. At Si hour, a drizzle of rain began to fall, a cool breeze, and a gentle breeze.
Raindrops, what a pleasant scene.
Of course, it would be better if we were not under siege at this moment.
The Rinan tribe still besieged and refused to attack. As for encircling the area and seeking reinforcements, they had not heard of any reinforcements in the past few days. They had long said that Zhang Tianwen would not be able to send heavy troops to relieve the siege.
Many of the residents in the city already live like the living dead, because they no longer have much hope that they can defend the city. They are just waiting for the Rinan army to launch an attack. Life and death are in the hands of the opponent.
Some people wanted to surrender, but they were met with a ruthless rain of arrows, and they no longer dared to think so.
Spring has arrived, and the wild grasses are growing and colorful. It is a time of vitality. If it weren’t for these wild grasses and the small animals that came from nowhere, they could eat food and barely survive. I don’t know how many days of the siege it would have been.
How many people will starve to death?
In this way, the situation of neither attacking nor defending lasted for half a month. Yes, for half a month, some people in the city had already begun to eat dirt. It was real dirt. The indigestible dirt was killing one person after another.
, As for Yi Zi’s cannibalism, Wu Yi had already heard about it a few days ago.
It is not glorious to die from eating dirt, but before they passed away, many of them had happy smiles on their lips, probably because they wanted to be able to say that they were able to survive when they went to the underworld.
Wu Yi let it go and was too lazy to care. On the one hand, it was hard for a clever woman to make a living without rice. At the moment, he was looking for weeds to satisfy his hunger. Fortunately, he could use his magic power to regulate his energy and energy, and take a rest for half a day, so he didn't have to be so embarrassed.
Gu Qingyue may be the only one who is still running around these days. Is it to protect his father and brother's inheritance? Or simply he can't bear the fact that the people are hungry and cold.
Three days later, in the early morning, a rapid ringing of bells spread throughout the city, which meant that enemies were approaching. The sound of bells could convey many messages. Such rapid ringing of bells seemed to indicate that there were many people coming.
How many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Is it finally the last day of death? Tu Cheng will still be sold as a slave. Many people are already prepared. The former will be happy and the latter will survive. It is better than not seeing a grain of rice for many days in a row now.
All right!
Wu Yi, who had been meditating all night, opened his eyes when he heard the rapid ringing of the bell, and thought to himself: Has the opponent launched an attack? Finally, it is no longer a matter of sneaking up on the third party at night.
Wu Yi was getting a little tired of fighting with them every night, just like a child playing house.
Walking to the top of the city, Wu Yi felt ashamed that there were still more than a hundred people stationed on the city wall, all of them with pale faces.
They can barely stand with weapons. These people can't even stand on the top of the city. Facing the dark enemy below, they can still keep their expressions and look at death as if they are home. It is really admirable and admirable.
The leader of this group of people was Gu Qingyue. At this moment, she actually replaced Wu Yi's position. However, it only made the result more tragic.
Wu Yi still firmly believes in his point of view that the Rinan tribe will not attack, at least not in a large scale. Even if they attack, they will try to avoid humane fighting and use extraordinary means to solve the problem.
So, just stretch it!
Things on the negotiating table will eventually come to the negotiating table. You fight your side, and I fight mine. Although Wu Yi's "stick to" Tianlang City suffered heavy losses, the strategic location of the Rinan tribe was also damaged.
Not small.
If the Rinan army completely wiped out Wu Yi's side, Zhang Tianwen would be eager to find an opportunity to take revenge!
A limited battle, allowing the opponent to find no way to attack, this is the essence of the Nichinan clan's defensive battle.
From this point, in the past few days, the Rinan army only played some tricks every night, and it can be seen that the opponent's strength is obviously more than this. It is not that they cannot fight, but they are unwilling to fight.
If you want to get better bargaining chips, you have to place your hope outside the negotiation table. In the end, after a comparison, what you can't get is what you can't get unless there is a huge change in the current strength.
As long as Zhang Tianwen and the chiefs of the five tribes do not want to completely break up and resort to war, they will definitely control the intensity of the war.
Of course, there is also the possibility of a black swan incident. In that case, there is nothing Wu Yi can do about it. Even a saint will sometimes make omissions and miscalculations. What’s more, if he is really wrong, it will be difficult to recover given Wu Yi’s current status.
A grain of sand of the times is like a heavy mountain when it falls on everyone. Now there are at least two grains of sand oppressing Wu Yi, one heavier than the other.
The people in the city were ready to fight to the death, but the final result was that the Rinan army proposed to use Wu Yi and others as prisoners in exchange for their people.