That night, no one slept.
Both our side and the enemy's side are busy preparing for battle.
At five o'clock in the morning, the darkest hour before dawn, hundreds of thousands of people gathered on a long and narrow plain, and the two armies faced each other.
Ji Thrush was riding on a war horse and was in the vanguard of the imperial army, with Ren Jianmo beside him.
When no one was paying attention, Ji Xiaoniao looked down at his watch.
The cursor on the progress bar has reached the far right, and it is about to end, which means that their mission in this "world" is coming to an end.
But this time the cursor is bright red.
Even in the dark night, it was dazzling like a bloodstain that kept flickering.
This shows that the last short period of time they stay in this "world" will be very, very dangerous.
Ji Thrush and his team consisted of about 2,000 people, a "cavalry" formation composed of strangers from all corners of the country and from all schools and sects.
Although they are "cavalry", only about half of them ride horses like Ji Xiaoniao.
Others had all kinds of mounts, ranging from white ox-flowered deer to beasts and birds, and it turned out that more than a dozen elephants driven by the king of the southern border were leading the battle.
In addition to the special mounts such as cattle, deer, tigers and leopards, there are also many strange animals that the ignorant Ji Thrush can't even name. This battle really looks like a decisive battle in "Feng Shen Yan Yi".
Master Ming Jun was riding his precious panda, about ten steps away from Ji Thrush, looking eager to try.
After more than half a month of fierce fighting, the fat monk and his mount had lost a lot of weight, and their bodies had become much stronger. However, with their size, they were still very conspicuous even among all kinds of strange beasts.
The two armies faced each other at a distance of 100 meters, and the night wind was blowing, like the sobbing of wandering souls in the wilderness with nowhere to go.
There is still more than half an hour before sunrise, and the enemy can't wait for dawn.
A long line of paladins wearing armor stood in front of the formation with their swords held high, praising their holy master, their gods, and their beliefs in words that most people could not understand, and they were willing to dedicate themselves to it life.
Ji Thrush understood most of it.
He just finds it ironic.
A group of invaders broke into other people's homes, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of crimes. Just because the people living in this land "do not believe in the Holy God", they are "enemies", and they can openly "take the place of justice".
Season Thrush raised his arms.
The longbow silently appeared in his hand.
Originally, with the distance between the two formations at this time, the bow and arrow would fall to the ground exhausted before they could reach it.
But now it is Ji Thrush who is holding the bow.
He didn't see any arrows on his bowstring, so he just maintained the posture of pulling the bowstring to its fullest, quietly waiting for the enemy general to finish his mobilization before the battle.
Ji Thrush is standing in the formation now, there is a group of people blocking his figure in front of him, and the night is getting dark, no one knows what he is doing except for a few people nearby.
When the chief paladin yelled "Fight for the glory of the Holy Lord" hysterically at the highest volume, Ji Xiaoniao's bowstring loosened.
With a sound of "whoosh", a sharp airflow crossed the field.
The next moment, the knight commander, who was still shouting arrogantly just now, suddenly convulsed and fell off the horse.
The enemy soldiers didn't even know why their generals fell.
For a moment, in the enemy's formation a hundred meters away, commotion spread outward like a wave.
The holy court takes faith as its foundation, and conveys a concept of "you fight for the gods and are protected by the gods" to the side that prides itself on justice, and to their soldiers all the time.
But at the solemn and exciting pre-war mobilization moment, the paladin commander just called out the name of the Holy Lord, and before the soldiers had time to respond, people suddenly fell down, without warning, without knowing the reason, which was very damaging to morale .
This is what Ji Thrush wanted.
Ren Jianmo watched the whole process of his little bird drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, bringing down the enemy paladin leader, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
- Evil-minded and clever.
Such a child...
-really cute.
It's a pity that before the commotion on the other side had time to spread, it was suppressed by a voice.
"Quiet."
It was a very young man who spoke.
To be more precise, it is still between the age of teenagers and youths, with a clear and clean voice and a calm tone.
That person did not scream like the paladin commander.
He just spoke in a very ordinary way, but his voice was clearly heard throughout the entire battlefield, not only the Holy Court Army, but even Ji Thrush and the others could hear it clearly.
"Hey!"
Although Master Mingjun riding a panda cannot understand foreign languages, it does not prevent him from making a timely comment:
"Thousands of miles, it's a character!"
Ji Thrush narrowed his eyes.
The young man who spoke did not reveal his identity, but his voice seemed to have a soothing magic power, and all doubts and uneasy noises disappeared instantly as soon as he opened his mouth.
Ji Thrush suddenly realized the identity of the other party.
That must be Saint Lancelot who presided over the Eastern Expeditionary Army.
-Where is it
Ji Thrush stood on tiptoe on the horse, trying to find the legendary beautiful saint son with bright blond hair who could be seen at a glance from three kilometers away in the crowd.
Unfortunately, under the light of the continuous torches, he could only see the reflection of the large piece of armor and sword and shield on the opposite side.
-pity.
He regretfully put away "Lonely and Silent".
With a few words, Lancelot calmed down the soldiers who were disturbed by the sudden death of the paladin commander.
Afterwards, golden holy light spread from behind the enemy's formation, covering the tens of thousands of troops like waves.
Soldiers bathed in light, more effective than any encouragement.
Their expressions were intoxicated, they waved the swords in their hands vigorously, and shouted the name of the Holy Master, their demeanor was so fanatical, it was as if they had been drugged.
Immediately afterwards, amidst the frantic shouts, the real battle between the two armies began.
But to Ji Thrush's surprise, the first wave was not the Holy Court's cavalry, but a large group of bats.
These bats landed in the formation, and the billowing black shadows turned into men and women in black cloaks.
These people have sharp fangs, long nails, pale to bloodless skin, and are as swift and light as the wind. Their weapons are their nails and fangs.
-vampire!
Ji Thrush's knowledge of the Western Fantasy world is very limited, but this famous creature is still known.
That's right, since there can be witches like Elena, why can't vampires, werewolves, and liches exist
As far as he knew, vampires should belong to the dark camp, and were naturally enemies of the Holy Court.
But now this group of vampires, each with expressionless faces, could not see sorrow or joy, but they were extremely ferocious, throwing themselves at the vanguard of the resistance army as if risking their lives, and everywhere they went, blood mist immediately rolled up.
These supernatural creatures are too difficult for ordinary soldiers to deal with.
Master Ming Jun immediately sacrificed his magic weapon.
He carried the bronze cauldron on his shoulder and shouted:
"The Bone Army obey my orders, charge!"
A burst of black mist surged out from the cauldron, turned into thousands of ghost soldiers, and faced the army of vampires who were also nocturnal creatures.
At this moment, there was a strong wind, and the battlefield was like a fusion of hell and purgatory. There were fighting shadows everywhere, and there were screams that became more and more horrific.
Non-human creatures fought each other, and soldiers from the two armies also fought in the night.
Paladins under the blessing of the Holy Light are very powerful.
Even though they are ordinary human beings, they are almost invulnerable to swords and guns, and they are also born with a spiritual deterrent force, which will make the enemy feel fear and trembling just by facing them.
Before the battle, Ji Thrush took out the "spiritual tranquility potion" he specially prepared for this "world", and shared it with a few familiar friends.
"Needing Potion" can effectively alleviate negative emotions such as fear and panic, and can also relieve pain. You only need to drink ten milliliters each time, and you can get a whole hour of relief and calmness. It is really an artifact tailored for the battlefield.
It's a pity that a bottle of potion is only fifty milliliters, which is really not enough, otherwise Ji Thrush really wants to give the whole army a drink.
Now, Ji Xiaoniao, who drank the "Shen Ning Potion", was not disturbed by the holy light at all when he was facing the soldiers of the holy court, and his mentality was extremely calm.
He rode on the horse and pulled the string "swish" in all directions, and invisible arrows flew out, clearing a large area in an instant.
When Ji Thrush had just entered this "world", when he was facing the paladin who was chasing and killing the second young master of the Dong family, his electric arrow could not break through the barrier of holy light perfectly. Now, he has already casually killed with one blow, and he is simply invincible. It's overwhelming.
In the beginning, it was the Holy Court Army who took the initiative to attack, but soon, the superiority of the imperial court resistance army gradually became apparent.
The ghost soldiers surrounded the vampires, their bodies pierced fiercely with rusted knives, guns, swords and halberds, while the forward army composed of strangers withstood the impact of the holy light of the paladins and moved the battle forward inch by inch advance.
At this time, there were a few low-pitched roars in the sky.
"Notice!"
A sword fairy stood on the flying sword and shouted loudly:
"The red-haired devil's dragon lizard is coming!"
The "dragon lizard" mentioned by the sword fairy, in Ji Thrush's view, is the flying dragon that often appears in western fantasy novels. It looks like a large lizard with wings, and its size is about the same as a small two-seater plane.
Sure enough, as soon as the sword fairy finished speaking, a huge black shadow flew across the sky, his body turned over, and the scorching dragon's breath fell from the sky, blowing everything down in an instant.
There were originally six flying dragons domesticated by the imperial army, and every time they appeared, they would cause huge casualties to the imperial army.
Later, in repeated battles, the resistance army desperately killed three heads, and now only half of them are left.
"It's these big lizards again!"
Master Mingjun was commanding the ghost soldiers to fight with the vampire corps. One was unprepared and passed by with the breath of the dragon, almost getting a piece of scalp burned off. A flying dragon overhead shouted:
"Birds, shoot them down!"