Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo have been in this "world" for eight weeks.
Just after a torrential thunderstorm, the sky still had a fishy smell after the rain. Ji Thrush came out of the tent, trotted all the way, quickly walked through the camp, found a towering pine tree, rubbed it a few times, climbed up the tree.
Ren Jianmo was sitting on a tree branch, holding up a binoculars as if looking into the distance.
Ji Thrush turned over and sat next to him, and asked:
"How's it going?"
Ren Jianmo handed him the telescope, "Same as in the morning."
Ji Xiaoniao took the binoculars and carefully observed the situation of the enemy camp, frowning more and more tightly.
About half a month ago, they brought 10,000 living corpses and 10,000 ghost soldiers to a fierce battle with the Holy Court's garrison at a small ferry.
But before they settled down, the Holy Court army across the river suddenly launched a fierce attack.
This group of invaders who came across the sea has the most advanced shipping technology in this "world".
Since their boats can travel across the ocean, the turbulent Huanghe River naturally cannot stop them.
It took three days for the Holy Court army to connect hundreds of huge building ships with iron cables. The long row of ships looked like a giant snake entrenched on the Huanghe River. Looking down from a height, it almost covered the entire section. river course.
Faced with the imperial court's desperate plot to forcibly cross the river, the court's resistance army really didn't know how to deal with it.
Of course, they thought about imitating the sages and setting fire to a serial boat, but in this era when there were no large-scale destructive thermal weapons, the Xiyi people's large boats were huge, and the mere rockets couldn't even shoot the big boats, let alone set them on fire. to the deck.
In addition, it is midsummer now, and it is the rainy season with abundant water vapor, so it is even more difficult to attack with fire.
Of course, many strange people and strangers in the team tried to use their own methods to prevent the Holy Court army from crossing the river. There were several fierce conflicts between the two sides, and there were casualties on each other. A group of generals crossed the river and landed, and rushed to the main force of the imperial court on the north bank.
Thus began the largest, most intense battle, and the heaviest casualties since the Western Yi people invaded the east.
In the beginning, facing the crazy offensive of the Holy Court Army, the vanguard of the imperial court army was beaten helplessly. After the defeat, they fled for hundreds of miles in a day. , more than half of them were killed or injured.
Fortunately, the terrain on the north shore is complex.
In the next few days, the soldiers of the imperial army, relying on their familiarity with the map and their iron bones that they would rather die than be subjugated slaves, resisted wave after wave of attacks by the invaders.
The so-called one bang, then decline, three exhaustion.
Three days, five days, a week... ten days, half a month.
The holy army is like a group of lions, ferocious and hungry.
The lions frantically chased the herd of wildebeest on the grassland. They were aggressive and powerful, and seemed to have a crushing advantage. However, after running for a long time, they were still unable to bite the throat of their prey, and instead exhausted themselves. Also ran out of momentum.
It has been more than half a month since the Holy Court army crossed the river.
Finally, starting three days ago, the group of Xiyi people no longer attacked the city every day. Instead, they occupied a mountain city, forced the civilians in the city to be slaves, cut wood on the spot, and built fortifications.
"...not right."
Ji Thrush carefully studied what he saw through the telescope, "The thing they are building doesn't look like a fortification."
Ren Jianmo nodded.
He agreed with Ji Thrush's idea.
"Yesterday I thought they were building watchtowers or archery towers."
Ji Xiaoniao said:
"But looking at it today, it seems... that it is a high platform?"
"That's right."
Ren Jianmo took back the telescope and checked again:
"This style of thing will not be of much use in the battle between the two armies. I think it is more like a religious building."
"No way?"
Ji Thrush raised his eyebrows, his expression looked quite incredible.
"When is this? Did they spend so much effort just to build a place for prayer?"
He turned his gaze to the enemy camp more than ten kilometers away, and touched his chin.
"And even if they really want to build it, they should build a church, right? What does it mean to build a high platform on the mountainside?"
This question was so difficult that even Ren Jianmo couldn't answer it.
In fact, it wasn't just Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo, many people in the barracks were paying attention to the construction progress of the high platform.
In the past two days, the Sujiang army sent several groups of scouts—including some practitioners—to try to sneak into the enemy's line to find out the opponent's next move.
However, these people are like mud cows falling into the sea, never returning.
As for the enemy soldiers who were captured on the battlefield, they didn't know anything about it, and they couldn't even judge what the huge high platform was for.
At this time, the only one who could give them relevant information was the witch Irina.
Although Yi Lianna is a red-haired and green-eyed Xiyi, after more than half a month, after she frequently demonstrated the value of her divination ability, the girl has become a big treasure in the military camp. To take her along.
Elena did her divination yesterday.
There are two important pieces of information she obtained—one is that the leader of the Eastern Expeditionary Army, Holy Son Lancelot, is in a mountain city less than 20 kilometers away from them; very important stuff.
But, what exactly is that high platform
Whenever Elena wanted to use her power deeper, she would be blocked by an invisible barrier, completely unable to penetrate.
Ji Thrush even considered whether to sneak into the mountain city by himself to have a look. It would be even better if he could kill the enemy's legendary holy son Lancelot by the way.
It's a pity that his idea was rejected by Ren Jianmo before he had time to plan it carefully.
With the Holy Son personally sitting in the town, the enemy's defenses are naturally extremely strict.
Not to mention how tight the defenses in the city are, just the 300,000 troops who were unable to enter the city are now stationed outside the city, enclosing the mountain city with camps that are as airtight as iron barrels, and you can still see the city under the blessing of the Holy Light. The clairvoyant eyes hovering outside the city are even trickier than drones.
Although the current Ji Xiaoniao is already very powerful, after all, he doesn't have the ability to fly into the sky, escape from the ground, or sneak in stealthily.
"Right, let's go back."
Ji Thrush took Ren Jianmo's hand.
"General Su seems to have something to discuss with everyone."
So the two put away the binoculars, turned over and jumped off the pine tree, and went back to the barracks together.
After dinner, the Sujiang army invited all the powerful characters in the team to his big tent of the Chinese army, and held a battle meeting.
Su Jiangjun is a burly man in his early forties. His ancestors are of grassland nomadic blood, so his appearance has a bit of alien features. His brows are high, his eyes are deep, and his nose is slightly hooked. He is quite handsome.
It's just that he was exhausted from all the hard work during this period, his temples were stained with frost, and two deep wrinkles were left between his brows due to long-term frowning, making him look more than ten years older than his real age age.
The Sujiang Army has 50,000 cavalry under its command.
As the vanguard of the War of Resistance, their casualties were naturally the heaviest.
From the beginning to the present, almost all the generals he led changed from generals to soldiers, and the three thousand personal guards died, only a few hundred remained.
Now in the tent of the Sujiang army, there are about a dozen generals sitting on the left hand side, and all the martyrs in various costumes are on the right hand side.
Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo arrived later.
After entering the tent, the two of them did not push forward, but quietly came to the last seat and sat behind several sword fairies.
Su Jiangjun saw that the person was almost here, so he skipped all unnecessary greetings and opening remarks, and got straight to the point.
"Miss Elena did another divination today."
Su Jiangjun raised his hand and compared to the red-haired witch sitting behind him.
"She told me a bad result."
The people in the camp were already very familiar with Irina, and no one questioned her ability. At this time, they all looked solemn, waiting intently to hear the specific content of the prophecy.
Elena leaned over to a young man dressed as a scribe, and muttered a few words.
The young man was an aide of the Sujiang Army, and one of the few translators in the barracks who could speak Spanish. At this time, he quickly conveyed the witch's prophecy to everyone in the camp.
"Miss Elena said that the enemy army will launch a general offensive tomorrow morning."
Scribe's face was a little pale, but he still tried his best to make his voice sound calmer:
"Also, what's different from the past is that..."
He paused, trying to translate the meaning of the word more accurately:
"They brought something huge and unparalleled, and it was the key to the future."
"What's the meaning?"
The second young master of the Dong family who was sitting closest to the Sujiang army immediately yelled.
The zombie soldiers controlled by Dong Jing are now the core combat force in the army. In the barracks, besides the Sujiang army, he had the largest number of troops and the highest status, so he was naturally treated with extra courtesy and his words carried weight.
"What's a 'big and incomparable thing'?"
That day, the second young master of the Dong family had seen the chain boat and millions of troops crossing the river with his own eyes, and felt that the Xiyi people's building and boat array was already astonishingly large.
It's just that here is land, and there are no big rivers that can accommodate large boats—even if they really have a big killer, it is impossible to pull them here with a horse-drawn cart, right
Apparently other people have the same doubts.
Everyone focused on Irina, waiting for the alien witch to analyze her prophecy.
But the red-haired girl just shook her head and apologized.
After all, Yi Lianna is just a witch who worships darkness, and is naturally restrained by the Holy Light. Divinating these two pieces of information is her limit. If she tries to pry into the details, it is like trying to reach out and take out a piece of burning fire. The charcoal fire is like a fire, and the soul hurts like a raging fire.