Huang Cang's voice fell, but there was silence in the direction of Lan Moying. After a long while, Lan Moying said: "Since Pluto is so elegant, let's see who can break into the castle."
"As you wish! Fire Sect formation!" Huang Cang waved his hand, and the Fire Sect disciples formed a formation. The combination of light and heavy weapons was very organized. At first glance, it looked like a military formation, and there was no clue that they were a group of bandits.
"Form up!" When Lan Moying issued the order, the Holy Light Knights were also ready for formation, but their posture was to prepare for launching into the water.
Huang Cang said in a deep voice: "When Wang Huan was in the Cross Forest, did the method of using a sea of people to break the secret technique work?"
Huang Cang told what happened at that time, and Li Xiaomao frowned slightly and said: "Wang Huan's idea is right, but he used it in the wrong place. If he just met Yinghuo on a narrow road, his method will definitely work. At least. It can preserve more than 90% of the strength, but when it comes to Yinghuo's territory, this method will not work. As long as Yinghuo is given enough time, she can capture thousands of troops. "
Huang Cang frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
"Destroy the city!" Li Xiaomao looked at the dark castle with a cold look in his eyes: "If you don't want all your men to die outside the castle, then do it according to my method."
Li Xiaomao pointed to a city wall and said, "Concentrate your firepower and blow up the wall there."
"No!" Ren Tianqing stopped him: "Wang Huan is still in the castle. If you force a breakthrough, you may accidentally injure Wang Huan."
Li Xiaomao said in a deep voice: "Let it be your fate! Everyone in the world is betting on their lives. The betting on lives has already started since Wang Huan entered the castle. Open fire."
"Wait a minute..." Before Ren Tianqing could stop him, four Fire Sect disciples had already rushed to the front of the formation, half-kneeling and carrying the rocket quiver on their shoulders.
The Huomen Dead Soldiers were worthy of being professional robbers, equipped with all kinds of light and heavy weapons. Li Maotao only said two words, and the four of them completed their aim in a few seconds without any sloppiness.
"Don't..." Ren Tianqing's original intention was to stop the other party, but his shout was like a signal to the four of them. Two Wugui Sect disciples pulled the trigger at the same time, and two fire dragons dragging thick smoke roared out and blasted towards the outer wall of the castle.
As the smoke and fire exploded against the wall, countless rubbles also collapsed into the distance. The water in the moat surged up under the shock of the explosion, and silver-white water splashed continuously towards the shore. But everyone can see that although the explosion just now was earth-shattering, it did not damage the foundation of the city wall, and the outer wall of the castle showed no sign of collapse.
The remaining two Fire Sect disciples fired the rocket again without waiting for Li Xiaomao's order.
Before the smoke from the previous gunfire cleared up, the fire started again. As the bricks on the wall shattered into pieces, bursts of golden light emitted from behind the thick smoke, as if the Fire Sect disciples had exploded not a city wall but a treasury.
As the violent golden light spread rapidly around, all the disciples of the Fire Sect facing the city wall subconsciously blocked their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, not only did the golden light like the rising sun disappear in an instant, but even the tumbling fire on the city wall The smoke of the fire had dispersed, leaving only a city wall blown open by rockets.
Everyone who saw that wall gasped in unison. The ruins of the wall that had been blown up were not scary. What was really scary were the cave-like grooves left on the wall.
The entire wall is covered from bottom to top with empty nests that look like Buddhist caves. At first glance, it feels like you are in Dunhuang, but the coldness emanating from the cave makes people feel that it is a coffin. Waiting for someone to walk into it.
Huang Cang frowned and said, "Is that the secret technique of Yinghuo?"
"No!" Li Xiaomao's expression became extremely solemn: "The secret technique of Yinghuo will not be so obvious..."
Before Li Xiaomao finished speaking, another loud noise exploded in the opposite direction of the dark castle. When Li Xiaomao looked back, he saw indeed the rocks flying down from the wall, the side facing Lan Moying. The city wall was also blown open, but it was not Lan Moying and the Holy Light Knight who took action, but the city wall itself cracked open.
What is different from the scene here is that after the first brick on the top of the city wall collapsed, the city bricks began to collapse layer by layer, extending all the way to the bottom of the city wall without stopping.
After Lan Moying saw a gap opening in the ground, he also subconsciously took two steps back.
However, the collapse on the ground did not stop because of anyone's fear, but cracked all the way to the ground. Just in the blink of an eye, it was as if someone had cut off a piece of the riverbank beside the city, with a ten-meter-wide gap extending all the way to the ground.
The moat water then poured crazily into the gap, and in just a moment it made a sound like a cow roaring.
A moment later, the same sound erupted in the moat one after another. One vortex after another rose from the bottom of the river to the surface, frantically pumping out the moat water. The river water that originally stretched across the entire basin disappeared in full view at a speed visible to the naked eye. . A cage embedded under the city wall also appeared in front of Lan Moying's eyes.
The iron cages were arranged in the same way at the bottom of the river. The tops were aligned with the base of the city wall, but they did not know how many floors they extended downwards. At first glance, it looks like the Buddhist cave we just saw was turned upside down underground. ,
Someone subconsciously said: "What on earth is this?"
Li Xiaomao suddenly exclaimed: "Back off, everyone back off. Don't get close to the river, count the number of people. See how many of us there are, quickly..."
Someone quickly replied: "There are fifty of us."
The people Huang Cang brought were all Fire Sect elites. Fifty people were enough to fight against five hundred elite soldiers. The man originally answered Li Xiaomao normally, but someone in the crowd said: "Our number seems to be It’s like a hole in the wall.”
"Who's talking!" Huang Cang was furious on the spot. Huang Cang's rule was extremely strict. No one dared to say anything without his permission, even his deputy. The man's words were obviously disturbing the morale of the army, and naturally violated Huang Cang's taboo.
When Huang Cang turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, the Fire Sect disciples retreated to both sides to let the man out.
Huang Cang walked slowly towards the Fire Sect disciple: "Have you forgotten my rules? Because you have followed me for many years, you are allowed to commit suicide."
"There's nothing you can't do without committing suicide. If you trigger the curse, your sin is unforgivable." The man looked directly at Huang Cang with fear, but the latter was slightly stunned.
No one of Huang Cang's subordinates dared to talk to him like this. No matter how much he loved his subordinates, as long as they dared to disturb the morale of the army, Huang Cang would never show mercy. But the man in front of him not only violated Huang Cang's taboo again and again, but also showed no fear of Huang Cang, which was enough to arouse Huang Cang's vigilance.
Huang Cang's hands behind his back quietly gathered energy, but his face remained calm as he said, "Are you sure you are talking to me?"
"Of course!" The man only said three words, and Huang Cang's eyes suddenly shrank.
Because he saw a blade the size of a fingernail protruding from the side of the man's neck from the inside out. After the tips of the blades pierced the opponent's skin, they slid forward at a constant speed, and in the blink of an eye, they drew lines on the man's neck. There was a gash several inches long, and scarlet blood flowed down the man's neck. The Fire Sect disciples were also frightened and kept retreating.
Even if the disciples of the Wugui Sect have no ghosts in their hearts, who has ever seen a knife grow out of a person's neck
Among the fifty elites of the Fire Sect, the only one who could still remain calm and collected was Huang Cang, but for a while, he didn't know whether he should continue talking to the other party.
Li Xiaomao walked quickly to Huang Cang and asked the man: "Since you have something to say, just finish it. What's the matter with being so secretive?"
The man said in a deep voice: "I want to finish my words, but this is all I know. The curse has begun, and none of us can escape..."
The man seemed to want to say something more, but the sharp blade was pulled out from his neck and cut his throat. The man didn't say a word except for a few whimpers like those of a wild animal before it died.
It wasn't until the blade turned around the man's neck that the man's head suddenly fell to the ground. However, the man's headless corpse spread his legs and walked towards the city wall step by step, sitting cross-legged. into one of the caves.
As soon as the man's body sat down, a white thing appeared on his neck.
At first, Li Mao Mao and the others didn't see clearly what it was. After blinking, the white shadow was like a blown up balloon, swelling bigger and bigger around the neck of the corpse until it turned into a human head. After the large and small balls, facial features appeared one after another.
In just a moment, a head that looked like it was made of white clay sprouted from the top of the man's head. It was the same size, with clear facial features and kind eyes. At first glance, it looked like a Buddha statue placed in a cave. Especially the blood-soaked clothes on the corpse were simply a blood-red cassock.
Even though Huang Cang was well-informed, he couldn't help but say: "Dunhuang Curse? Is that the Dunhuang Curse?"
Huang Cang suddenly turned around and said, "Isn't that Li Xiaomao's secret technique of Yinghuo?"
Later I learned that Huang Cang believed in the existence of the Dunhuang Book like me, but never believed in the Dunhuang Curse.
Buddhism is compassionate, and even if it punishes evildoers, it will not cause bloodshed in the form of curses. What's more, such a weird spell cannot come from Buddhism.
However, apart from the curse, if Huang Cang could not explain everything in front of him, he could only ask Li Xiaomao.
Li Xiaomao shook his head and said: "That's not the secret technique of Yinghuo. A sudden disaster can only create the illusion of someone dying in an accident, but it can't make a knife grow out of someone's neck."
Huang Cang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "Is there really a curse in this world?"
Li Xiaomao said in a deep voice: "We have to wait and see before we know. Have someone go over and bring the body back for a look?"
As soon as Li Mao Mao finished speaking, Huang Cang couldn't help but froze.