"that's all?"
The Toad Taoist put on the robe brought by Hong Lian, sat on the parapet with his webbed feet in his sleeves, and watched the demon collapse. His eyes were stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the monkey's stick would be so fragile.
The soldiers gathered on the city wall and gathered behind the parapet, watching the huge shadow in the white mist collapse with a loud bang. They held their breath and looked at each other in disbelief, and it took them a long time to react.
Then, there was a cheer!
“Dead…” “Dead!!”
"That monster is dead!"
"God bless our Sui Dynasty!!"
"It must be the god who just stepped on the flames!"
"I also saw ghost soldiers... and sword lights all over the sky. Could it be that the state master summoned them with his magic?"
"I don't know..."
…
Amidst the simple cheers, a foul odor spread. Even Hong Lian could smell it. She pinched her nose and hurriedly retreated. With a light bang, Gongsun Liao was thrown up from outside the city wall. Zhu Ganglie climbed up the parapet and sat down on the ground.
"I am so tired, old pig."
Hong Lian fanned her nose and glanced at the unconscious figure on the ground from a distance, whispering, "Why does he stink so badly?"
Over there, the old pig blinked, stammered, and turned his face away.
"Is there? I don't smell it... I don't know."
The night wind blew on the top of the city wall, and the pale hair and beard trembled in the wind. Lu Liangsheng ignored the faint smell and noise. His fingertips touched the cold parapet. He stood beside the Toad Taoist, looking at the demonic fog that showed signs of dissipating in the distance, and frowned slightly.
"Liangsheng, have you also noticed something is wrong?"
As if he had noticed his disciple's expression, the Toad Taoist moved his butt and turned to face him. Over there, Lu Liangsheng nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the thick fog that was gradually dispersing, and he squeezed out a word.
"It's too easy... They took great pains to lure me into a trap, and suddenly attacked Chang'an. How could they be defeated so easily? Those gods pinned their hopes on them, so they shouldn't be so miserable."
The Toad Taoist stood up with his webbed feet in his arms, nodded thoughtfully, and connected the topic to the past with his disciple's words. His eyes turned serious and his gaze followed over there.
"Could it be that it is not dead?!"
The whispered words drifted outside the city wall with the wind. The rolling white fog gradually dissipated, and two figures floating in the air in the distance became clearer.
The burning wheel of fire turned, and the figure with three heads and six arms retracted into the body. The little man held down the fire spear and hung it back on the Hun Tian Ling. He also frowned and looked down at the corpses scattered on the ground below. He lowered himself a little and felt that something was wrong.
Nezha turned his head and looked at Sun Wukong who was carrying a stick on the other side, "Monkey head, do you feel something is wrong?"
"without… "
The monkey was quite confident in the power of his stick. When he said a word, his voice suddenly stopped, and he turned his pointed face abruptly, narrowing his eyes. A dangerous aura was faintly emanating from the spread out and piled up corpses.
Buzz~
He held the golden hoop horizontally, bared his teeth and shouted: "Monster, what other tricks do you have? Use them all. You are so evasive. I, Sun, look down on you!"
The thick fog became thinner, and the obscured moon shone in with silver light, falling among the densely packed corpses, eerie and terrifying. Corpses piled up on the ground, and suddenly a figure moved, struggling to crawl out from the pile of corpses, staggering to his feet, raising his face with a crooked mouth and nose, and looking in the direction of Chang'an with his empty eyes. Without any warning, he spread his legs and ran madly.
Uh… Uh…
In the gloomy moonlight, as if in an illusion, a sea of corpses, some human, some monster, some beast, groaned, and rose from the ground. Like the corpse in front, they stood up and spread their legs, stepping on the rugged ground of the field. Some of them directly broke through the burning wall of fire on the ground, their bodies were on fire, and they whizzed past the rest of the corpses, sweeping towards Chang'an like a tide.
"this… "
The general on the top of the city widened his eyes, and the joy he had before was gone. He looked at the corpses running towards him with arms open, drew the hilts of the swords at his waist and raised them above his head, "Archers, step forward, prepare—"
Clang, clang... Amid the sound of armor shaking, the archer on the city wall stepped forward, drew out his arrow, and with a "squeak" he pulled the bowstring tight, pointing it towards the outside of the city wall. A sea of dark figures ran madly through the moonlight, their breathing rising and falling violently. Not long after, the dark shadows below stepped into the range of the bows and arrows.
The general raised his sword high and swung it down suddenly, the sound echoing hysterically through the city walls.
"shoot!!"
Bang bang bang…
The strings rang in unison, and arrows shot into the night sky in a black mass, drawing a long trajectory and densely covering the ground. The arrows brushed past the running figures and nailed them to the ground, trembling slightly with the remaining force, and there were also muffled sounds of flesh being torn. The arrows nailed foreheads, shoulders, chests and abdomens, and figures fell down one after another, then staggered up, let out low roars and growls, and continued to run madly towards the city wall.
"Damn it!"
The general cursed loudly, looked at the black shadow that was not afraid of arrows rushing towards him, and gave orders to the messenger.
"Form a line, don't let them come up—"
The archers were trembling behind them, and the sword and shield soldiers took over, holding their shields and blocking the gaps in the parapets. In the back, there was a forest of spears, and the densely packed spear barrels made a "whoosh" sound and were pressed down in unison. The dense spear heads were pointed outside the parapets, forming a spear array.
Below the city wall.
The sound of footsteps shook the earth wildly. When the first corpse rushed towards the city wall, it hit it with a bang. Behind it, more and more corpses followed. In an instant, the sound of bones breaking continued to be heard. The corpses piled up layer by layer to form several hills. The corpses that kept rushing from the back climbed up the hills. When they almost hooked onto the parapet, they jumped up and jumped into the field of vision of the sword and shield soldiers. The latter raised their shields to block the swinging claws of the corpses, and the long spear at the side stabbed out, pierced the corpse's head and pushed him down.
However, the next second.
The zombies that climbed up quickly rushed up the city wall from different sections, crashing into the spear and shield formations, and were pierced by the spears. However, the zombie tide still rushed up madly, and the whole front line was full of bang-bang-bang sounds. Even the horizontal row of shield walls was dented backwards in an instant.
"roar!"
A bear corpse leaped high up, and with its heavy body, it slammed into the crowd of people. Its two claws swung, causing blood to splatter on the ground. The bear corpse roared at the soldiers, and a rake swept across, hitting it in the chest. Its huge body crashed into the parapet, and it rolled out of the parapet like a ball, falling straight to the foot of the city with a roaring sound. A muffled sound was heard in the distance.
Zhu Ganglie spat on his hands and howled, "I'll go help guard the city wall!"
The fat figure crashed into the pile of zombies that had rushed up, waving the rake in his hand wildly, sweeping away the figures one after another. At the same time, he retracted the weapon and transformed into a half-meter-tall wild boar, pushing forward on the city wall like a chariot. The bodies that climbed up the wall were knocked over and thrown into the air like rag dolls.
Lu Liangsheng was maintaining the magic circle and had no time to cast a spell. He looked at Hong Lian, Sui An and the others and said, "Go and help."
"Master, but you..."
"Go and help!" Lu Liangsheng yelled at Li Sui'an, who gritted his teeth, drew out the black and white swords from his waist, and yelled at the five sword cultivators behind him.
"Spread out and help the soldiers hold back the tide of zombies!"
Hong Lian bowed to Lu Liangsheng. After years of tacit understanding, she knew what the other person was thinking. Without saying much, she rolled up her long sleeves and rushed to the place where there were many zombies.
The flash of swords, the gleam of knives, and the cold wind all passed by the top of the city wall. In the distant night sky, Monkey King and Nezha were looking at the tragic scene on the city wall. They were about to help, but the people of Chengyun Sect flew over with swords in their hands, and Yunji, who was in the lead, stopped the two of them.
Simply say: "Let's go!"
In the night sky, it was like a meteor shower streaking across the sky. Behind the magic swords, the disciples of Chengyun Sect followed the old man and rushed towards the vast ocean of corpses under the city wall. In an instant, sword energy and magic light were everywhere, creating patches of blood light and clearing out a piece of open space.
In the distance, independent cultivators from nearby states also joined in one by one...
At the same time, the man and the monkey floating in the night sky turned around. A faint red light appeared in the pile of corpses that kept crawling and running. The light floated through the gaps between the corpses and condensed in the air, revealing its true form.
The real battle has just begun.