Ji Hao worked hard all day before finally placing forty city-destroying magic crossbows.
Looking at the killing weapons lying there peacefully in the arrow room, without any edges and corners, and appearing harmless to humans and animals, Ji Hao couldn't help but cursed: "That Uli, there are probably more city-destroying weapons in his warehouse. Demonic crossbow.”
Lie Shankang, who also accompanied Ji Hao to do hard work, drank a can of water out of breath, shook his long hair, sweat splashed all over the floor. He looked at the city-destroying magic crossbow with a little heartache and said: "But even if he has more city-destroying magic crossbows, we have no money."
The five innate spiritual mines are the private property of Si Wenming, Hua Xulie, and Lie Shankang who took out their own pockets. Given their status, it would be a stretch to take out so many innate spiritual minerals.
If it weren't for this war, if it wasn't to ensure that the Qian clan could be killed without fail, and at the same time not let the Di clan plot against them, Si Wenming and the others would not have paid such a high price. At most, buying more sophisticated armor and weapons is enough to cope with a big war.
A loud cry of killing came from outside the arrow hole. Since launching the attack early in the morning, this was already the tenth wave of attacks launched by the Di clan.
Each wave of attacks on the Di clan invested 30,000 to 50,000 slave warriors, and the number of warriors invested by Xueyun Peak was not much different. Nearly 100,000 people from both sides fought madly on the battlefield with a radius of nearly a hundred miles. In just a quarter of an hour, one side suffered heavy losses and completely lost its combat effectiveness.
Then the side with higher losses in the battle took the initiative to withdraw its troops. After a while, after the Di clan replenished its troops, another war broke out between the two sides.
In just three or four hours, the battlefield in front of Xueyun Peak has been dyed with blood. The blood has soaked the soil, and the mud that is a foot thick on the ground has turned red. Step on it with less strength. None of the people could pull themselves up.
The downed warriors wailed and fell to the ground. Their bodies hit the thick mud, and large pieces of bloody mud flew up more than a foot high. There are such bloody flowers blooming everywhere on the earth, which are extremely sad and cruel.
Ji Hao glanced at the messy battlefield outside, shook his head, and left the arrow room along the corridor.
After walking on the winding corridor for a quarter of an hour, Ji Hao passed through the mountain of Xueyun Peak and walked out of a tunnel behind the mountain.
Behind Xueyun Peak is a valley that is hundreds of miles long and twenty to thirty miles wide. On the cliffs on both sides of the valley, countless military caves have been dug densely. Brigades of heavy soldiers set up bonfires and large pots in the valley. Large pieces of fat meat and bone sticks were tumbling in the pots, and a thick layer of grease floated on the surface of the soup.
There were also heavy soldiers who set up a bonfire and stone slabs. Huge noodle cakes and rice cakes were roasted on the oiled stone slabs. The rich aroma of rice noodles overflowed, making Ji Hao... I couldn't help but drool.
In the Tunbing Cave, countless men with unkempt hair and rough faces poked their heads, greedily looking at the broth in the pot and the flatbread on the stone slab. They swallowed their saliva in big mouthfuls, and roared like a group of mad beasts.
Several military judges under Gao Tao stood on the big rocks, followed by ferocious lions, tigers and other war beasts. They held long whips and roared loudly at the rough men:
"The King's grace will give you a chance to wash away your sins! Listen carefully, listen to me one by one!"
"When you have eaten and drank enough, go to the battlefield and kill! Use all your strength to kill, use all your strength to harm the people! Kill one enemy, and you will not be dead slaves, but ordinary slaves! Kill three Enemies, you are not slaves, but civilians! Kill ten enemies, and you can join the King of Humans' army, make contributions, and be rewarded with jade coins!"
With a few "dong dong" sounds, several soldiers kicked open the iron box placed in front of them, and piles of jade coins were scattered all over the floor.
"Jade coins! Do you know these damn dead slaves? With jade coins, you can buy yourself a piece of land, build a house, marry several women, and have a lot of babies! With jade coins, what do you want? You can have everything! Food, drink, good meat, good wine, and beautiful women!"
"As long as you kill people, you will have it!"
"But!" The military judge changed his tone and shouted sternly: "If there is anyone who is too timid to fight and dare not advance, kill him! If he escapes from the battlefield and delays the opportunity to fight, kill him! If he cries and shouts and disturbs the morale of the army, kill him!"
'Dong dong dong dong', the dense dragon-skin drums were beating, and tens of thousands of rough men poured out from the military caves. They grabbed the big cakes and stuffed them into their mouths, grabbed rough pottery bowls one by one and scooped out the broth. , just pour it into your mouth without fear of burning it.
After all the fighting, the baggage soldiers handed these men pieces of thick animal skins and asked them to tie them with tree vines to act as armor. They then handed them fine steel for forging, but it did not have any rune power. The blessed weapons armed them.
These men with extremely crude equipment roared, their red eyes swept over the jade coins piled on the ground, and they strode towards the battlefield in front of the Blood Cloud Peak.
They are death slaves, existences even lower than slaves.
Slaves are equal to animals, but they are not even as good as animals. They have a low status and will never be reborn. They are slaves of unforgivable sins from generation to generation, and their descendants are slaves of slaves.
Some of them are descendants of ancestors who committed serious crimes against the entire human race, thus reducing the entire race to death as slaves; some are descendants of foreign slaves, and they will never see any hope in eternity; there is another bloodline that is even more despicable, They are the descendants of a mixture of human dead slaves and foreign dead slaves. They are the most despicable among the dead slaves. They are like a cesspool of mud.
They are engaged in the most painful, tiring and dangerous jobs in the human territory, and they only have one life!
So as long as they are given the slightest chance to transcend their birth, they will risk their lives to grab this opportunity. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, they will grit their teeth and jump in to fight for their lives.
For this time's plan to lure and annihilate the Qian clan's army, Si Wenming ordered millions of dead slaves to be transferred from Pusaka and transported to the front line of Akasaka Mountain overnight. Among the hundreds of thousands of warriors who had been lost in battle, there was not a single human elite, they were all dead slaves.
The shouts of killing rose into the sky, and the blood in front of the Blood Cloud Peak became thicker again. The billowing evil energy rushed straight into the sky, making a big hole in the clouds in the sky.
Suddenly there was a roar like a mountain and a tsunami, and in the distance came the messy shouts of many human warriors:
"The formation is broken, the formation at Red Pine Ridge is broken!"
The Di clan's surprise troops stood out, and a chariot brigade ran rampant. They suddenly broke into Hongsong Ridge, a stronghold of Xueyun Peak, and captured the entire Red Pine Ridge. Thousands of human warriors on Hongsong Ridge fled in confusion, leaving behind them Killed the corpses of tens of thousands of dead slaves.
(End of chapter)