Legend of the Demon Emperor of Kyushu
Chapter 181
Under the rain curtain, dozens of shadows quickly approached the outskirts of Hanye City, and set up a barrier to hide their whereabouts.
These include all the strong and high-level members of the Gale Department.
Babu looked around, there were more than 120 Wind Shadow Guards at the most, but now there are less than 20 left, and even less than ten shamans left, feeling desolate in his heart.
The only thing that reassured him was that the patriarch Pangula was still standing firmly in the crowd, with a face as hard as iron.
Windtalker Chagan stepped out of the crowd, and spread out a parchment scroll on the ground, with some incomprehensible incantations drawn on it.
The shamans stood up according to the formation. Chagan held the drum in one hand and the drumstick in the other, and stood facing the direction of Hanye city wall. There were weeds on the ground and wind and rain in the sky. His hair was disheveled Standing still between heaven and earth.
"A-that-la-"
Chagan let go of his voice, and the sound of each word was slow and long.
At the same time, all the surrounding shamans rang the bell together.
"Boom!"
Chagan hit the divine drum with a mallet, then stood on tiptoe and danced quickly, his whole body trembling and trembling as if a god descended, and his large robe swayed accordingly.
On the parchment, the first character lit up.
Babu and many people began to feel nervous. This parchment is a treasure handed down from generation to generation by the Gale Department. It contains the spells used by the greatest shaman in the history of the tribe. It will only be used at the most important moment of the tribe. wake.
"Boom!"
Chagan knocked down with another hammer, and then kept on hammering, raising his legs high, flying like a falcon shadow, beating drums and chanting mantras, gradually becoming agitated, until he was confused, dancing and dancing dizzily.
He sang, danced, and there was a fox howling in the wind and rain.
Babu's eyes suddenly trembled. In his eyes at this moment, Chagan's mana was burning quietly, just like that Taoist nun before she died.
He opened his mouth to speak, but his voice was hoarse - so the battle with that Taoist nun has exhausted you to this extent?Even with the thick soil gourd left by Su Muhe, it is not enough to support this spirit enlightenment formation, and you are needed...
"Ring bell bell bell -"
The surrounding bells rang loudly, and the characters on the parchment lit up one by one.
The old shaman was dancing like flying, Babu's gradually blurred eyes could no longer see his obsessed face behind the strips, and he just thought this picture was extremely beautiful.
Among the barren trees, grasslands, dark clouds, and wind and rain, he sang an ancient song. The singing was soaked in the torrential rain, and with the evening wind, it floated inside the city wall—the rain in the city beat the boats, and the lake was full. In the spring, people are still immersed in the joy of winning, drinking in the wine shop, and feasting in the west building, peacefully like wandering in a dream.
The crazy old shaman is also immersed in his dream at this moment. In another time and space, countless dandelions are rising in the wind, and the snow-white flower velvet is floating towards the distant sky.
"Children, fly into the city wall."
-
Cold Leaf Palace, Commander of the Guards
The senior officers of the three guards gathered together to review and summarize today's battle.
As if affected by the joyful atmosphere outside the palace, the officers also had frivolous smiles on their faces. The commander-in-chief Wang Zhong said in public: "If the horse thief dares to come back today, he will have to eat the rain with his neck up. Let’s not talk about whether the stomach can bear the bead, I’m afraid the eyes won’t be able to bear it first.”
The people in the first hall laughed loudly. Before today, they only had horrible imaginations about the barbarian army—it was a monster that could swallow even the elite soldiers of the second guard.But after the victory in the First World War, the most powerful siege stoners of the horse thief were destroyed, and all the previous fears turned into sighs and pride of "just so" after a false alarm.
In this regard, Baichengshuang could only persuade the barbarian army because they lacked supplies because of the strong walls and cleared the fields, so they could only fight quickly. Maybe they would launch an attack when the rain stopped, so when they went back, they had to restrain the soldiers and take a rest early. If something happened, the generals were dismissed.
In the spacious palace, only the old man Qi still guards here, his face expressionless, like a pillar of wax, a dying candle.
Baichengshuang focused on the air pocket, and after breathing out several times, he regained his energy and said:
"Old Chess, do you have any advice?"
"The barbarian army will definitely come back." Old Qi said: "Pangula should go back to Qianzhou after killing Lian Hongye. If he doesn't go back, he has a reason to take down this city."
"Yes, I have sent reliable personnel to patrol overnight. Even if the barbarians really sneak up in the rain, they will never be ignorant."
"He also came during the war."
Baichengshuang was startled when he heard the words, then lowered his face slightly.
"Ok, I know."
Even though he didn't go to the front line in person, Mr. Qi is in charge of Ju country's intelligence work, with spies and puppet eyes all over the city, so he knows all kinds of situations very well.
"The two children Lian Hongye left behind are really good. After the war, they didn't come to show their merits. They each recovered from their injuries. One went back to the barracks, and the other went to the river to prepare for the battle again."
"He is my soldier now." Baichengshuang said immediately.
Old Chess sighed softly, then said with a heavy tone:
"If everyone prepares like this, even if you let horse thieves come into the city, you won't be afraid to fight them."
Baichengshuang was startled, knowing that Qi's old words were out of the ordinary, and there must be a plan, so he hurriedly asked, "How do you say that?"
"The old man is ready to—"
As soon as I said this, the tabletop in front of the two of them suddenly shook.
The old chess words stopped immediately, and then, under the shocked eyes of the two, the shaking quickly turned into violent shaking.Tables, chairs, candles, and fire, everything was thrown upside down like a demon.
earthquake?
This word has never appeared in Han Ye's sincerity.
Baichengshuang drew his gun and left. When Old Qi raised his head, there was only the empty palace gate in front of him.
Beside the Autumn Wind Lake, Ye Ziqi turned his head and looked at the long street behind him.
What kind of strange sight is this?
The red lanterns under the eaves of the street were shaking, like two long red insects floating in the rain. The originally peaceful street scene suddenly became extremely strange, as if something terrifying was about to come out of the darkness.
On the outskirts of Hanye City, the old shaman's boundless singing was completely lost in the sound of the rain, and his decrepit body finally could no longer move, sinking into the mud forever.
All the shamans were lifeless, and the standing warriors did not move. They watched the dance under the rain. From evening to night, no one used magic to block the rain. Everyone endured the cold silently. Let it seep into the marrow.
On the open parchment scroll on the ground, all the characters lit up, and then disappeared from the scroll.
It was at this time that everything began to tremble.
The silent warriors looked up at the city wall together in the darkness.
Before them, the earth was rising.
Divine Art · Earth Dragon Dance.
The soil grew wildly, covered with weeds all over the ground, and stone pillars rose from the ground one after another, like earth dragons turning over, bumping their heads against the city wall, crushing the battlements.Most of the power of the protective barrier was consumed in an instant, and it was used to resist the fierce attack of the earth dragon, so that it didn't let it directly overturn the entire city!
It was as if a gigantic beast with broad shoulders tens of feet wide had awakened under the ground. Its bent back faced the flat ground and reached the city wall. It's a sweet dream.That's the rubbing of the rock wall and the rock wall, that's the sound of drums hitting the ground with the rain of gravel!
It was a giant whale, floating out of the sea.
It is the rising of the earth, rushing to the sky.
At this moment, all the soldiers on guard on the city wall couldn't tell if it was a dream. In front of them, a peak rose up!
Then, the more terrifying thunderous sound of horseshoes gradually rang in their ears.
The raised stone mountain connects the ground and the city head.Along the sloping and steep sky road, the galloping horses rushed towards the high wall. When they passed the place where the shaman danced, all the strong men of the Gale Department got on their horses and raised their blades in the heavy rain.
Pan Gula took the lead, galloping across the long slope that gradually stopped shaking, and jumped onto the top of the city in the shining thunder, wearing a leopard fur, his cold eyes cast down like a god of death, facing countless terrified and desperate faces on the battlements, And the flickering lights of thousands of families under the city wall, pointing down the bloody blade.
The evening wind is coming.
This night, the wind blows cold leaves!
These include all the strong and high-level members of the Gale Department.
Babu looked around, there were more than 120 Wind Shadow Guards at the most, but now there are less than 20 left, and even less than ten shamans left, feeling desolate in his heart.
The only thing that reassured him was that the patriarch Pangula was still standing firmly in the crowd, with a face as hard as iron.
Windtalker Chagan stepped out of the crowd, and spread out a parchment scroll on the ground, with some incomprehensible incantations drawn on it.
The shamans stood up according to the formation. Chagan held the drum in one hand and the drumstick in the other, and stood facing the direction of Hanye city wall. There were weeds on the ground and wind and rain in the sky. His hair was disheveled Standing still between heaven and earth.
"A-that-la-"
Chagan let go of his voice, and the sound of each word was slow and long.
At the same time, all the surrounding shamans rang the bell together.
"Boom!"
Chagan hit the divine drum with a mallet, then stood on tiptoe and danced quickly, his whole body trembling and trembling as if a god descended, and his large robe swayed accordingly.
On the parchment, the first character lit up.
Babu and many people began to feel nervous. This parchment is a treasure handed down from generation to generation by the Gale Department. It contains the spells used by the greatest shaman in the history of the tribe. It will only be used at the most important moment of the tribe. wake.
"Boom!"
Chagan knocked down with another hammer, and then kept on hammering, raising his legs high, flying like a falcon shadow, beating drums and chanting mantras, gradually becoming agitated, until he was confused, dancing and dancing dizzily.
He sang, danced, and there was a fox howling in the wind and rain.
Babu's eyes suddenly trembled. In his eyes at this moment, Chagan's mana was burning quietly, just like that Taoist nun before she died.
He opened his mouth to speak, but his voice was hoarse - so the battle with that Taoist nun has exhausted you to this extent?Even with the thick soil gourd left by Su Muhe, it is not enough to support this spirit enlightenment formation, and you are needed...
"Ring bell bell bell -"
The surrounding bells rang loudly, and the characters on the parchment lit up one by one.
The old shaman was dancing like flying, Babu's gradually blurred eyes could no longer see his obsessed face behind the strips, and he just thought this picture was extremely beautiful.
Among the barren trees, grasslands, dark clouds, and wind and rain, he sang an ancient song. The singing was soaked in the torrential rain, and with the evening wind, it floated inside the city wall—the rain in the city beat the boats, and the lake was full. In the spring, people are still immersed in the joy of winning, drinking in the wine shop, and feasting in the west building, peacefully like wandering in a dream.
The crazy old shaman is also immersed in his dream at this moment. In another time and space, countless dandelions are rising in the wind, and the snow-white flower velvet is floating towards the distant sky.
"Children, fly into the city wall."
-
Cold Leaf Palace, Commander of the Guards
The senior officers of the three guards gathered together to review and summarize today's battle.
As if affected by the joyful atmosphere outside the palace, the officers also had frivolous smiles on their faces. The commander-in-chief Wang Zhong said in public: "If the horse thief dares to come back today, he will have to eat the rain with his neck up. Let’s not talk about whether the stomach can bear the bead, I’m afraid the eyes won’t be able to bear it first.”
The people in the first hall laughed loudly. Before today, they only had horrible imaginations about the barbarian army—it was a monster that could swallow even the elite soldiers of the second guard.But after the victory in the First World War, the most powerful siege stoners of the horse thief were destroyed, and all the previous fears turned into sighs and pride of "just so" after a false alarm.
In this regard, Baichengshuang could only persuade the barbarian army because they lacked supplies because of the strong walls and cleared the fields, so they could only fight quickly. Maybe they would launch an attack when the rain stopped, so when they went back, they had to restrain the soldiers and take a rest early. If something happened, the generals were dismissed.
In the spacious palace, only the old man Qi still guards here, his face expressionless, like a pillar of wax, a dying candle.
Baichengshuang focused on the air pocket, and after breathing out several times, he regained his energy and said:
"Old Chess, do you have any advice?"
"The barbarian army will definitely come back." Old Qi said: "Pangula should go back to Qianzhou after killing Lian Hongye. If he doesn't go back, he has a reason to take down this city."
"Yes, I have sent reliable personnel to patrol overnight. Even if the barbarians really sneak up in the rain, they will never be ignorant."
"He also came during the war."
Baichengshuang was startled when he heard the words, then lowered his face slightly.
"Ok, I know."
Even though he didn't go to the front line in person, Mr. Qi is in charge of Ju country's intelligence work, with spies and puppet eyes all over the city, so he knows all kinds of situations very well.
"The two children Lian Hongye left behind are really good. After the war, they didn't come to show their merits. They each recovered from their injuries. One went back to the barracks, and the other went to the river to prepare for the battle again."
"He is my soldier now." Baichengshuang said immediately.
Old Chess sighed softly, then said with a heavy tone:
"If everyone prepares like this, even if you let horse thieves come into the city, you won't be afraid to fight them."
Baichengshuang was startled, knowing that Qi's old words were out of the ordinary, and there must be a plan, so he hurriedly asked, "How do you say that?"
"The old man is ready to—"
As soon as I said this, the tabletop in front of the two of them suddenly shook.
The old chess words stopped immediately, and then, under the shocked eyes of the two, the shaking quickly turned into violent shaking.Tables, chairs, candles, and fire, everything was thrown upside down like a demon.
earthquake?
This word has never appeared in Han Ye's sincerity.
Baichengshuang drew his gun and left. When Old Qi raised his head, there was only the empty palace gate in front of him.
Beside the Autumn Wind Lake, Ye Ziqi turned his head and looked at the long street behind him.
What kind of strange sight is this?
The red lanterns under the eaves of the street were shaking, like two long red insects floating in the rain. The originally peaceful street scene suddenly became extremely strange, as if something terrifying was about to come out of the darkness.
On the outskirts of Hanye City, the old shaman's boundless singing was completely lost in the sound of the rain, and his decrepit body finally could no longer move, sinking into the mud forever.
All the shamans were lifeless, and the standing warriors did not move. They watched the dance under the rain. From evening to night, no one used magic to block the rain. Everyone endured the cold silently. Let it seep into the marrow.
On the open parchment scroll on the ground, all the characters lit up, and then disappeared from the scroll.
It was at this time that everything began to tremble.
The silent warriors looked up at the city wall together in the darkness.
Before them, the earth was rising.
Divine Art · Earth Dragon Dance.
The soil grew wildly, covered with weeds all over the ground, and stone pillars rose from the ground one after another, like earth dragons turning over, bumping their heads against the city wall, crushing the battlements.Most of the power of the protective barrier was consumed in an instant, and it was used to resist the fierce attack of the earth dragon, so that it didn't let it directly overturn the entire city!
It was as if a gigantic beast with broad shoulders tens of feet wide had awakened under the ground. Its bent back faced the flat ground and reached the city wall. It's a sweet dream.That's the rubbing of the rock wall and the rock wall, that's the sound of drums hitting the ground with the rain of gravel!
It was a giant whale, floating out of the sea.
It is the rising of the earth, rushing to the sky.
At this moment, all the soldiers on guard on the city wall couldn't tell if it was a dream. In front of them, a peak rose up!
Then, the more terrifying thunderous sound of horseshoes gradually rang in their ears.
The raised stone mountain connects the ground and the city head.Along the sloping and steep sky road, the galloping horses rushed towards the high wall. When they passed the place where the shaman danced, all the strong men of the Gale Department got on their horses and raised their blades in the heavy rain.
Pan Gula took the lead, galloping across the long slope that gradually stopped shaking, and jumped onto the top of the city in the shining thunder, wearing a leopard fur, his cold eyes cast down like a god of death, facing countless terrified and desperate faces on the battlements, And the flickering lights of thousands of families under the city wall, pointing down the bloody blade.
The evening wind is coming.
This night, the wind blows cold leaves!
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