King Kong is indestructible, the leader of the stronghold 0766: Where are the disciples of the Eight Desolates! It's worth fighting! For Qingningzi 5/5
0766: Where are the disciples of the Eight Desolates! It's worth fighting! For Qingningzi 5/5
It's the day.
Afternoon passed.
Hou Zhu, the brave god, ignored the two armies, which totaled more than 200,000 people. He set off from Zhenjiang and Yangzhou to meet up, and headed straight for Yingtianfu City with a clear goal.
Smoke and dust billowed up along the way, the sound of horse hooves shook the sky like thunder, and flags fluttered with momentum like a rainbow.
Marquis Tiedan, wearing a Gong uniform and a Gong crown, sat on a chariot and personally supervised the march of the two armies, making everyone's mood and morale high.
Yingtian City was already heavily guarded at this time. A large number of imperial troops and garrison troops were dispatched to defend the city. The imperial flag of the Ming Dynasty was fluttering at the top of the city, declaring legitimacy.
At this moment, outside the city, there were also a large number of Bahuang disciple players who came from surrounding cities like a mob.
They all wore very eye-catching black hoods and carried a variety of weapons. They appeared in disorder on the top of Pinglin Mountain, in groups here and there, with no formation at all.
Many players even saw that the two armies had not arrived yet, the war had not started, and Yingtian City was closed and could not be entered, so they set up stalls on the spot, trading and selling special products and equipment brought from various places.
For a moment, the originally solemn battlefield became extremely weird due to the bursts of shouts.
Players wearing black hoods shuttled around the venue, trading with each other, forming a small market, and the chilling atmosphere was diluted.
On the wall of Yingtian City, two generals frowned and looked at a group of strangers behaving strangely in Pinglin and the wilderness not far away, and looked at each other.
One of the generals with tightened eyebrows snorted and said, "Fortunately, we have already driven out the irrelevant aliens in the city, leaving only the honest and law-abiding aliens in the various agencies and armies. We will seal the city gates tightly, otherwise we will let them go."
This group of strangers with no discipline and strange behavior have entered the city to disturb the morale of the army."
Another general with a beautiful beard said in a deep voice, "These strangers call themselves disciples of the Eight Wildernesses. They are all called by the leader of the Black Wind Village. It is said that there are people from various sects among them. It stands to reason that there should be friction and hatred between these sects."
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But as long as these people put on those weird hoods and transform into disciples of the Eight Desolations, they will put aside all their grudges, become one, obey the instructions of the leader of the Black Wind Village, and are even willing to do things that endanger the interests of their own sect. They are simply among the best.
Scum, bad conduct.”
When the two generals said this, they both felt the same way as if they were sympathetic to each other. They cursed and spat at each other again, with disdain on their faces.
Several player soldiers wearing armor and swords on the city wall road to the side did not dare to move, staring at each other with big eyes.
They all felt that the Bahuang hood hidden in their arms and the prepared hidden weapons and poisons looked a little hot, and their eyes began to wander and feel a little weak.
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Time passed by minute by second, and many players began to feel a little unable to bear it.
On a clear day in early June, the wind was filled with sand and gravel, rushing across the plains, rolling up waves of scorching heat, making people's hearts unbearably hot.
Many Bahuang disciples who had sworn not to take off their hoods in front of outsiders began to hide in groups in shady places with their hoods rolled up, like thieves with a guilty conscience, hiding and sneaking around.
"Why haven't you come yet? I'm about to get prickly heat. If you don't come, I won't be able to serve you with the huge reward."
"Hey, I can't stand it anymore. Let's discuss it. Let's take turns to keep tabs on you. One by one, we'll go offline first to avoid it. I'll be down for ten minutes, and I'll come up again in ten minutes to keep tabs on you."
"Heifeng Village Master, he doesn't treat us Bahuang disciples as human beings. I'm so hot under the sun that I'm just a beast! Ouch! Who's going to hit me?"
"Your body is glowing red. If I don't hit you, I'll hit you. Brothers, come on shoulder to shoulder. Take down this traitor and hand it over to Master Bahuang later. There will definitely be a reward."
"What a guy! How dare someone be so fat and dare to scold our ancestor? You guys are so busy."
"Brother, please stop resisting and help us. I'll treat you to a drink later and toast to our hypocritical friendship."
Many players are unbearably hot and angry, and even if they want to scold them, their hearts will beep a few times.
At this moment, I saw that people around me were glowing red, and they all immediately shouted and greeted me excitedly.
Immediately, many soldiers and generals at the top of Yingtian City looked shocked, and the strangers actually started fighting on their own.
Many strangers gathered around and clapped and cheered, looking like they didn't think it was a big deal.
One of the generals looked at the bearded general in surprise and said, "Is this what you just said, that these Bahuang disciples will put aside all their grudges as long as they put on their hoods?"
The bearded general's face stiffened, and he felt embarrassed for a while. He laughed dryly and cursed the rabble in his heart, then snorted and remained silent.
At this time, a whistle suddenly sounded from the watchtower in the city, and a small yellow flag appeared, waved several times, and pointed to the northeast.
The two generals immediately looked solemn and looked toward the northeast.
All I could see was the sun shining slightly on the horizon in the distance.
A row of smoke and dust emerged like rolling waves on the ocean tide, and then I felt a faint vibration under my feet.
The players on the plains were the first to notice the vibrations on the ground. Many of them immediately lay down on the ground to listen to the noise, and their faces soon became happy.
"Coming, coming! Grandmaster's army is coming!"
"Heifeng's father is here!"
"Look to the sky!"
The eyes of more than 40,000 Bahuang disciples all focused on the sky.
When they saw two fist-sized black spots appear in the bright blue sky, their eyes sparkled with joy.
The hot wind blowing for a while seemed to become cool and refreshing, and the hot body suddenly felt much cooler. The sun seemed not so strong, as if it was bright and bright with the vibrating cries and the steps of the military formation in the distance.
A dark and exciting moment has arrived.
"Haw!——"
There was an eagle cry loudly in the sky.
The two birds that floated in like dark clouds quickly magnified in front of the eyes of all the Bahuang disciples on the plain.
The black feathers are so black and shiny in the sun that they look like a magic eagle made of iron, majestic and majestic.
The familiar jade seat on his back shines in the sun.
A demon-like figure with a fluttering black cloak and a giant-like body sitting upright in the clouds is a deterrent.
The leader of Black Wind Village—Jiang Dali!
His head covered with short hair as hard as steel needles, facing the dazzling sunlight, he spread out his big hands on the armrests of the Bingpo Jade chair, holding the power and power. His cold and confident eyes were sharp and slightly raised.
The corners of his mouth with a leering smile show his absolute difference and absolute unruliness.
All the people on the ground looked up, with expressions of awe, worship, fear, and vigilance.
It was as if the moment the figure appeared in the sky, many people were blocked by the dark cloud-like wings, and the opponent's huge reputation was like a tsunami impacting their hearts and minds.
On top of Yingtian City, slightly commotion sounds came and went.
Many soldiers' eyes flashed and their sharp palms became sweaty, recalling the huge massacre caused by this man who forced his way into Yingtian City in the past.
But what is ironic is that now such a powerful man who was only removed from the Ming Dynasty's wanted order actually took the initiative to lead troops to save the Ming Dynasty from falling.
Jiang Dali's majestic and cold eyes looked down at the Bahuang disciples scattered everywhere below him like a king inspecting his territory and his subjects. He suddenly raised his breath and opened his mouth to shout.
"Where are you guys from Bahuang!!"
The thunderous shouts were like a storm, carrying Shen Lei and exploding in the air, causing waves of responses.
"Where is it!!!"
"Where is it!!"
This shout was like a bolt of lightning, hitting the hearts of all the Bahuang players below and electrifying them.
The emotions of the people he touched were like blazing flames, rising up all at once, and all their pride and ambition surged up to their heads with just a shout from the leader of the village.
"Bahuang disciples are here!!"
"Bahuang disciples are here!!"
"Master Patriarch, we are here!"
In the forest, in the plains, under the shade of trees...
Silhouettes wearing black hoods rushed out with excitement, "whooshing" and "whooshing" like Erha who was having fun.
Swish swish swish.
White lights flashed and appeared.
Offline players who got the news from the forum also came online at this moment.
Some people performed a somersault in the air, some performed the Flying Goose Kung Fu, and all their body movements spread out, and they all rushed to gather in the open area.
Suddenly, in front of Jiang Dali, a large number of Bahuang players with bright health bars on their heads appeared in front of him like tributaries flowing into the river. The scene was huge and the response was fierce, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
On top of Yingtian City, the two generals took a breath.
I felt that the Bahuang disciples, who had been looked down upon like a straggler before, actually showed efficient and consistent mobility and execution at this moment.
Although it still seemed disorganized, the appeal and authority of the leader of Black Wind Village to bring more than 40,000 people together with just one order was enough to shock people.
"Okay! They are all good sons and gentlemen of our village who are fighting for hegemony in the world!"
Jiang Dali stood up abruptly, with one hand on his hip, his black cloak fluttering behind his back, and his iron-nailed wrist guards glowing in the sun.
He was in high spirits, looking at the huge power gathered below, his eyes were bright and he laughed.
Press the magic eagle with the sole of your foot, and the magic eagle will immediately circle and fly down.
Jiang Dali shouted, "Thank you Wei!"
"The end is here!"
In the military formation that was rushing toward the rear with real smoke and dust and earthquake-like movement, Xie Wei responded with a loud shout, took the lead and rushed out, waving his palms as a marching order.
Suddenly, the 60,000-strong army suddenly divided into three branches like a bird with its wings cut off.
Among them, a 40,000-strong army composed of some cavalry and elite troops rushed to the plain area, facing the northwest of Yangzhou and Zhenjiang. They quickly raised their flags and formed an array on the plain. Their formation was uniform, like a war thirsty for blood.
machine.
The other two followed military orders, and when two sharp knives arrived at the edge of the surrounding forest area, they lurked according to the plan, hid the knives in their boxes, recharged their batteries, and waited for the arrival of the waiting army.
"What a powerful reinforcement! It is indeed a powerful force led by General Xie."
On top of Yingtian City, the two generals looked happy.
With the supporting army led by the leader of Heifeng Village, and the defenders like them, the Shenhou Army said it was 200,000, and even if they added another 100,000, they would never be able to break through Yingtianfu City.
No one noticed that at this moment, in the inner city of Yingtian City, which was strictly guarded, the ninth floor of the heavenly prison was almost ignored.
A stocky and burly figure appeared at the bottom of the smoky dungeon. He was staring at the broken stone tablet with some emotion and sighed softly.
"Gu San Tong! You and I have been enemies and friends throughout our lives. Unfortunately, you are already dead!
It will be difficult for you to see what is going to happen today.
Today, I will officially become the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. You have defeated me all my life. This time, I will not lose again, and I will not lose to anyone!
When I become emperor, I will save Su Xin, I will!"
The words spread quietly in the dark and smelly sky prison, and no one heard except for a few "chirping" black-haired rats.
The man turned around slowly, his tiger eyes shining brightly in the darkness. His square and majestic face looked uncertain in the dark light, and he had an unfathomable aura of being unruffled and powerful.
This person turned out to be the iron-gallant Divine Marquis Zhu Wuwu who was supposed to be in the Divine Marquis Army...
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