Just when Ji Thrush was about to continue his great cause of slaying the dragon, a pale gray appeared on the eastern horizon.
On the plain, there is a mess everywhere.
The sky grew brighter, the morning sun rose, and the summer morning sun shone on the battlefield, dispelling the last ray of night.
The remaining vampires let out heart-piercing screams in the scorching sun.
Their skin was chapped inch by inch in the sun, blackened, scorched, and shattered into tiny pieces of powder.
For these creatures that can only live in darkness, sunshine is equal to death, and it is also the most terrible and cruel punishment.
But the vampires still screamed in pain, fighting against the enemy in the sun in a way that completely violated their survival instincts, until they were burned to ashes by the sun.
The south wind blew across the field, raising a huge handful of smoke and dust, which was the last trace of them left in this world.
Ji Thrush didn't know why these vampires appeared here in such a capacity.
But when he thought of the example of the witch Elena, he didn't find it strange.
Even if they turned into ashes, they would continue to fight. I think this group of vampires had to be driven by the Holy Court for some reason or another.
At the same time as the blood race disappeared, Master Ming Jun also took back the ghost soldiers into the bronze cauldron.
Although they belong to the same darkness, they will not be wiped out, but they are also afraid of the sun and cannot continue to fight after sunrise.
This battle has lasted for nearly forty minutes from the beginning to the present. The forwards of both armies suffered heavy casualties, and fallen soldiers, war horses and even exotic animals can be seen everywhere.
One after another, wounded or exhausted soldiers withdrew from the battlefield to rest, and the vacancies were filled by the rear echelons.
Of course, the thrush was also very tired.
But as one of the few powerhouses here who can ignore the power of the Holy Light, he needs to resist most of the inhuman forces, and no one can take his place.
At this time, Ji Xiaoniao was standing on Xuan Lingzi's flying sword, flying towards the other flying dragon just north of the plain.
He looked down on the fields from above.
The sun has risen, and it is condescending again, and it is almost possible to have a panoramic view of the entire battlefield.
The soldiers formed a battle formation one by one, like chess pieces scattered on a chessboard, colliding, confronting, and fighting each other. You advance and retreat, and there are back and forth. The advantages.
The holy court army has the body of the holy light, and it is difficult for ordinary swords, guns, swords and halberds to hurt them.
Moreover, the holy light itself is a kind of spiritual inspiration for devout believers. They can make soldiers fearless, tireless, and become killing machines that only know faith.
Fortunately, until now, the imperial court's resistance army has long been accustomed to facing the Holy Light, and is no longer panicked and at a loss as it was at the beginning.
Moreover, there is an army of zombies controlled by the second young master of the Dong family in the resistance army.
The original 12,368 soldiers lost nearly 4,000 soldiers after more than half a month of consumption, but the remaining 8,000 living corpses are still the most powerful of the imperial army. rely.
These zombies are fearless, powerful, and difficult to kill. If you want to lose their combat effectiveness, you can only destroy them to the point where they cannot move, or kill the two masters of the Dong family who are the controllers. method only.
Therefore, even in the face of the holy court army with the body of the holy light, the army of living corpses can still fight against the crowd with one opponent, without losing the slightest advantage.
Ji Thrush saw hundreds of living corpses stabbing into the enemy's formation like a sharp knife, smashing the enemy's formation to pieces. He was happy but also emotional.
Based on the difficulty of this group of living corpses, it is no wonder that the Holy Court Army did not hesitate to send an elite squad of paladins to pursue them all the way, regardless of sacrifices, they wanted to intercept and kill Dong Jing on the way.
- From this point of view, the arrangement of "Peach Blossom Spring" is actually quite ingenious.
Although "Peach Blossom Spring" did not put him and Ren Jianmo, the two foreign "participants" on the main battlefield at the beginning, it only arranged them to be the bodyguards of the second young master of the Dong family, but if the two did not protect Dong Jing, with the fighting power of the master and servant of the Dong family, died long ago on the way.
In this way, without the 10,000 elite soldiers on the battlefield, it may be doubtful whether the imperial court's resistance army can persist until today.
Ji thrush thought secretly.
The existence of the two outsiders, he and Ren Jianmo, did participate in and interfere with the historical process of this "world" to some extent.
—Could it be...
Ji Xiaoniao frowned.
—Could it be that what "Peach Blossom Spring" wants them to do is to change the history of this "world"
Just when Ji Xiaoniao was thinking about what "Peach Blossom Spring" wanted to do, Xuan Lingzi had already led him across the entire battlefield from south to north.
Ji Thrush did not find Ren Damei in his family.
But he knew Ren Jianmo's strength very well, so he wasn't worried.
Another flying dragon is already in sight.
Ji Thrush quickly calmed down, preparing for another fierce battle.
However, to his surprise, the flying dragon did not attack the enemies who dared approach it.
The two paladins sitting on the dragon's back pulled the reins, and the flying dragon suddenly turned around, drew a huge "U" in the air, and flew towards the east.
Ji Thrush: "??"
The direction of the flying dragon is the mountain city occupied by the Holy Court Army.
It flew very fast. From the rear, it looked like a bat magnified hundreds of times. After flapping its wings a few times, it flew to the high platform in the city.
[My people, devout shepherds, pray.]
Suddenly, a voice resounded throughout the battlefield.
This voice, Season Thrush, has been heard before. It is clear, elegant, and very pleasant. It belongs to the son of Saint Lancelot.
Xuan Lingzi stopped the flying sword under his feet.
And Xuan Lingzi was not the only one who did this.
At the moment when Lancelot's voice sounded, both the Holy Court Army and the Resistance Army, as if the stop button had been pressed in a movie, stopped the action in unison.
In fact, most of the Xia people on the battlefield could not understand Spanish.
But the voice of the Son of God is like the singing of the legendary sea monster that can charm people's hearts. As soon as he speaks, people can't help but listen with all their attention.
—It is the control power of the spirit!
Almost instantly, Ji Thrush thought of "God said there must be light" by Ren Dameier.
Obviously, the Holy Son, who has only seen one side in the trailer, must be a psychic superhuman who is not inferior to Ren Jianmo.
The black flying dragon hovered on the high platform, and the voice of the youth continued.
[Holy Lord, praise my true God, may the name of the Holy Lord be glorified, may the glory be with me, and wash away all my sins. You are merciful, you are merciful, you love the world, you make me obey, and the lamb is assured forever...]
The prayer is long and continuous, recited by the clear voice of the Holy Son, with ups and downs, like a beautiful long poem.
Ji Thrush had drank the tranquilizing potion, and the effect was not so long, but the other people on the battlefield, whether they were the enemy or their own, seemed to have forgotten that they were fighting for life and death, and they all froze in place, turned and looked up, As if his soul had been taken away, he stared blankly at the high platform standing in the city.
[... Today, the Holy Lord I serve, the God who gave birth to me, nurtured me, protected me, and instructed me, the Lord of all armies, the creator of all things, will come with the kingdom of heaven, and the glory and power will glorify the world. Don't fall!]
Ji Thrush: "!!"
In terms of his listening ability in Spanish, Lancelot's prayers are too difficult, and he can only listen to them with a half-understood understanding.
But this does not prevent him from capturing certain key words from sentences that are overly stacked and modified.
—What is "coming with the kingdom of God"!
Ji Thrush opened his eyes wide, and for a moment he didn't know whether he heard it wrong, or there was something wrong with his understanding.
—It won't be what I thought it would be!
However, in the next moment, the accident suddenly escalated.
A mass of holy light suddenly rose from the top of the platform.
The golden light was extremely strong, and the moment it suddenly rose, it was like a supernova explosion, which overwhelmed the brilliance of the newborn sun.
Everyone instinctively squinted their eyes, unable to look directly at the bright light that almost blinded people's eyes.
Ji Thrush raised his hand to cover his eyes, tears rolling down uncontrollably.
Amidst the glare, he actually had the illusion that the sky was distorted.
-wrong!
— That's not an illusion!
Enduring the pain in his eyes, Ji Thrush looked towards the east sky.
Just above the high platform, the sky was like a piece of thin paper, cut open by a paper knife, revealing an olive-shaped crack.
Behind the gap, there is an empty white light.
Then the ball of white light gradually expanded, like a balloon, opening a crack in the sky, and squeezed out from that gap bit by bit.
"!!!"
Ji Thrush was dumbfounded.
This development was so unexpected that he didn't know how to deal with it.
The gap was getting bigger and bigger, and the white light behind the sky gradually expanded, tearing apart the space inch by inch, extending from the top of the platform to a distance of several kilometers, covering almost half of the battlefield.
When Ji Xiaoniao looked up, his heart suddenly turned cold.
Wrapped in white light is another world.
That world is so big, so far-reaching that the eyes cannot reach it.
From his current angle, it's like observing a huge transparent glass bead. He can only see a small area inside, mountains, rivers, pavilions, trees, flowers and plants... more are still hidden behind the sky, and cannot be pryed into.
Ji Thrush thought, that should be the "Kingdom of Heaven" that the Son of God said.
-I see!
At this moment, Ji Thrush suddenly figured everything out.
The Holy Court launched the Eastern Expedition not for the wealth and resources of the Xia Kingdom, but for the Holy Lord's Divine Kingdom to fall to this legendary "Land of Flowing Gold".
No matter what the Holy Lord is in the mouth of the Holy Court, just think about how such a huge monster really wants to break through time and space and merge with this "world"...
The consequences must not be borne by the creatures living on this land.
— This must be stopped!
Ji Thrush heard a voice in his head shouting from him.
—But how to do it!
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
—What kind of power does he have to compete with an entire different space!
At this moment, the strong light on the high platform floated up in the air, and the light gradually dimmed.
Only then did Ji Thrush barely see that there was a person wrapped in the light.
That person has shoulder-length platinum hair that is so dazzling that he wears an all-white ankle-length silk robe, and holds a large black book in his hand. There is nothing under his feet, but he seems to be walking on flat ground." Stand" in mid-air.
It was exactly what he had seen in the trailer, Lancelot, the most proud son of the Holy Court!