Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 80 My eyes are rulers (please collect and vote)

In ancient warfare, cavalry is always a big killer.

Until the end of the Cold Weapon Age and the emergence of artillery and guns, cavalry still occupied a place in war.

When Lin Yi and the others had advanced to the third floor, the cavalry array was activated, and a row of tall horses galloped wildly. The cavalrymen held crescent moon machetes and crushed them.

They had to use the wooden boat as a cover and have free hands to attack.

However, the condescending advantage of the cavalry came to the fore. The horses wearing bronze armor stood in front of them, unable to move forward at all, but were forced back by these cavalry.

"Damn, these things are too mysterious. It has been relying on bugs in its head for more than 2000 years without eating or drinking, and yet it can still have such strong fighting power."

Wang Qiang was now exhausted, sweating profusely, and breathing heavily.

Competing with these "living dead" really consumes too much physical energy.

They only know how to rush forward in a single brain, and there is a steady stream of forward and backward.

Physical damage does not stop them from attacking.

The few people behind them who helped them support the wooden boat were also a little exhausted.

Without a good rest for such a long time, and without a serious meal, the expert group, whose average age is in their 60s, could not stand it anymore.

Now it is completely supported by the sense of responsibility and fighting spirit of the older generation of intellectuals.

"What should we do, Consultant Lin, we can't get close to that bronze sculpture at all now!"

Li Li held a tactical dagger in one hand and a long bronze spear in the other to deal with these "living dead" legions.

At this moment, the formation in front of him was originally lined up, but suddenly changed at this moment, and the "living dead" on both sides also began to gather in the middle.

They were surrounded by a force of encirclement.

"Damn it, these things can still play tactics? Just now it was a long snake array, but now it's making dumplings!"

Lin Yi suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

According to the habits of "hundred-legged zombie silkworms", they will build their nests in high places to support their offspring.

Once the nest is in danger, they will abandon the boarding body to protect the mother nest.

The highest position here is the Anche.

Their lair must be in the carriage of that car.

It's just that the actions of these "living dead" controlled by the "hundred-legged silkworm" are beyond the control of the "bottom silkworm Gu".

"Shouldn't be!"

Lin Yi struggled to resist the attack of these "living dead", and began to study this strange situation in his mind.

"The Gu technique of 'Hundred-legged Silkworm' has many similarities with the 'prophecy' technique we encountered earlier - vertical puppet technique.

They all control the host's behavior by pulling silk, but the 'manipulation of puppetry' is more vicious and advanced.

The host controlled by the caster has the highest action speed, and it can even be said that she has a certain degree of autonomous offensive and defensive awareness.

And the 'Gu technique' is just to put the refined 'zombie silkworm Gu' into the brains of these people, and then use the zombie silk all over the body to control their actions and make some fixed and rigid movements. "

"Consultant Lin, what do you mean, it's impossible for these 'living dead' to perform operations like changing formation?"

Lin Yi nodded.

His eyes were aimed at the Anche, which was full of eerie temperament.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the dark car window, and it disappeared in a flash.

"There's someone in that car!"

Lin Yi blurted out.

"How rare is it that someone is just a hairy person? Look around us, which one is not a human being? Which one can be considered a human being?"

Wang Qiang complained.

"There's a living person sitting in the car!"

"A living person?"

Everyone was surprised in unison.

"Yes, you just looked at me and then got into the car."

"It's not Lao Lin. I've developed my courage all the way. I'm not afraid of these 'living dead' brothers in front of me. Now I'm afraid of seeing the living people here!"

Wang Qiang's words immediately won everyone's support.

In a place like this, seeing dead people is perfectly normal.

Even these half-dead people, everyone now accepts their existence.

But in this mountainside, which is an unknown number of meters underground, they finally arrived after a narrow escape. In front of the tomb more than 2000 years ago, living people other than them appeared. This is really an extremely terrifying thing.

"Are you sure you read it right?"

"You can't be wrong! My eyes are rulers!"

Lin Yi replied confidently.

"Now we must find a way to get up there! Otherwise, we will have to die with this."

"Go up? How to go up? Do you think you are Spider-Man? Just spin the thread and then fly up with a tug like this?"

Wang Qiang vigorously wielded the engineering shovel and started a desperate struggle with the expressionless "living dead" in front of him, and he did not forget to make some remarks.

At this moment, the system prompt that had not appeared for a long time finally sounded again.

"Congratulations to the host. The number of followers in the anchor room has exceeded 150 million. The system has issued a reward: Six Arts and Ancient Arts (Mastery), please pay attention to check!"

Six ancient arts!

These are the six skills that the ancient nobles and gentry must master, namely: ritual, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, and mathematics.

Ritual is equivalent to etiquette and etiquette.

Music is music.

Shooting is the art of archery such as bows and crossbows.

Yu means the ability to ride a horse and drive a carriage.

Books, one must be able to read and write.

Numbers are basic mathematical knowledge.

Among these contents, archery is undoubtedly the most urgent solution at the moment.

"Old Wang, is the paracord on you?"

While fighting the "living dead", Lin Yi approached Wang Qiang.

"In the bag behind me, what's wrong?"

Lin Yi reached out and opened Wang Qiang's backpack, and pulled out a roll of parachute rope.

"Brothers, help me greet you!"

As he said that, Lin Yi got out of the coverage of the wooden boat with a cat waist, picked up an arrow branch from the ground, and carefully tied the umbrella rope firmly.

Taking advantage of the shooting gap of the archers in the back row, he immediately got up and squatted on the ground, drawing his bow and nocking an arrow.

"Whoosh"!
The arrow flew straight to the top of the sculpture.

It circled around the horse's neck and got stuck on the bronze horse's cage mouth.

The few people next to him were stunned.

"Good aim!"

Li Li praised from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm really open-mouthed. Whatever I say will come to me. Lao Lin, when did you learn how to shoot an arrow again?"

"I haven't learned it before, I just know a little bit of superficiality, brothers, give me a ride!"

"okay!"

Lin Yi held the parachute rope tightly, and Li Li and the other two brothers rushed out and forcibly chopped to create a "runway."

Wang Qiang and Abu both used two Changge poles as a jumping platform. Lin Yi took a few steps and took advantage of the elasticity of the Changge poles to fly into the air.

He stepped on the shoulders of the "living dead" continuously and swung forward. He quickly wrapped the paracord in his hand and raised himself to a height that archers and cavalry could not attack.

Soon it broke through to the bottom of the sculpture.

At this moment, a puff of misty smoke suddenly radiated from above the sculpture.

After a burst of strange fragrance, the "living dead" who were still attacking the people under the wooden boat suddenly turned around and rushed towards Lin Yi frantically.

(End of this chapter)