On the second day, Zhong Yu led Yan Chixia, who was impatient and wanted to kill Lanruo Temple immediately, and led ten thousand imperial guards towards Lanruo Temple.
The army moved very fast. After all, they were all accomplished practitioners and could no longer judge them by ordinary people. In just half an hour, tens of thousands of people had traveled more than ten miles and arrived outside the woods of Lanruo Temple.
And around this forest, 90,000 soldiers have already been stationed, firmly surrounding this forest.
The flags of the army were fluttering in an endless stream, and the dust billowing from the surrounding area gave them a majestic look.
With such a huge momentum, even if the tree demon could not move, it could still be sensed by those around him.
This made Grandma Dryad nervous, wondering what the purpose of this sudden army was.
Looking at the uniforms of these troops, all of them are fully equipped with military armor, full of energy, and breathing deeply and continuously. It is obvious that they are all people with a certain level of cultivation.
This kind of army usually exists as a regular army of the imperial court. Other people or forces do not have this condition or the courage to gather on such a large scale.
According to the past practice of the imperial court, an army of nearly 100,000 people usually has a seventh-level commander, coupled with two or three sixth-level lieutenants. This is the standard configuration of a 100,000-man army.
Such a force is nothing in the world as a whole, and many people can deal with it at will.
But for many people, this force is so powerful that it is difficult to stop it, and they cannot even stand in front of it and resist it.
Unfortunately, Grandma Dryad falls into the latter category. Although he can fight to death, his own strength is naturally far inferior to this army and is nothing.
Faced with danger, Grandma Dryad chose to stay in hiding and pretended not to know anything. This forest looked like an ordinary forest.
The situation is unclear now, and the purpose of this army is unknown. It is wiser to hide temporarily.
However, no matter how much he wants, Zhong Yu will not comply with his wishes.
"Come here, prepare something to ignite the fire for me, and the mystical magician army prepares fire spells. I am going to burn this demon forest." Zhong Yu directly ordered, preparing to use a plan to draw out the fuel from the cauldron of this old demon.
This tree demon grandma is huge, forming a forest with a radius of dozens of miles. If a person really goes in to deal with the tree demon alone, he will definitely suffer a big loss and be surrounded by many enemies.
Even if Zhong Yu has an army of 100,000 under his command, if he rushes in recklessly, he will definitely suffer heavy losses. In the end, he doesn't know whether he can survive 30,000.
In this moment of war, every bit of power is precious, so how could Zhong Yu consume it at will, let alone the meaningless consumption caused by such mindless behavior.
His Majesty's order was quickly implemented by his subordinates.
After a while, the fire starters that the army had prepared long ago, that is, black powder that had not been refined and processed, were packed into tens of thousands of barrels. They were all raised in front of the woods with a radius of tens of meters and were held by soldiers one by one. , ready to throw at any time.
"Action." Zhong Yu only said two words, but they represented the outbreak of a war.
"Throwing hand ready, throw!"
A famous general kept shouting at the soldiers under his command, and the soldiers quickly obeyed the order, picked up the sealed wooden barrels the size of buckets in front of them, lifted them up, and then headed toward the woods. Throw.
At this moment, the benefits of cultivating the extraordinary power of inner strength are revealed.
Ordinary people have not experienced any extraordinary increase in strength, so how strong can they be? If they lift a wooden barrel weighing nearly a hundred kilograms and then throw it far away, it would be good if they can throw it ten meters.
But for these soldiers who have reached the third level of strength and have a certain amount of internal strength in their bodies, it is no problem to lift a barrel weighing a hundred kilograms and throw it a hundred meters away without any effort, or even more. It's not too far away.
No, there were more than 20,000 wooden barrels filled with black kerosene, almost all the black kerosene reserves in Zhong Yu’s ruling area. They were thrown like rain by more than 20,000 soldiers. Into the woods.
Because the soldiers threw the barrel with great force, and the barrel was made in a hurry, it was not made very strong, just enough to be filled with black kerosene without being exposed.
As a result, when the black wooden barrel was thrown into the woods, it exploded all of a sudden. The barrel was filled with black kerosene, and it splashed in all directions. It really started to rain like a black rain. Black raindrops hit the leaves, making them thunder.
Just like that, the entire outer area of the forest was drenched with black fire oil, and black stains appeared on the green leaves. It looked extremely ugly, and the gloomy forest became darker and gloomier.
At this time, the tree demon grandma who was hiding deep in the woods, although she also felt the state of some of her branches, was doused with a layer of black water, which was extremely sticky, making her unable to resist the sun and the world. The absorption of spiritual energy became blocked.
But he had never seen black fire oil and didn't know what it was. He just felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, but for safety reasons, he still didn't dare to show his face.
In the center of the army, Zhong Yu, who was surrounded by everyone, saw that his first step of the plan was successful, and he couldn't help but reveal a sly smile.
This tree demon grandma is indeed an old demon who is trapped in the same place and cannot get out. She has no knowledge. Compared to the Yellow Demon King, a big demon king that spans thousands of miles of mountains and forests, he is no different from an old hater in the mountains.
Now he can't even recognize the tree nemesis such as Hei Huoyou. It's really his fate and he deserves to suffer this calamity.
"Everyone, since the master still refuses to come out to greet the guests, I will knock on the door and let the master know that a guest is coming! The Xuanzhu Army is ready, and the fire spells will be projected into the dozens of miles of woods around Lanruo Temple." Zhong Yu smiled He said to the generals around him, his face full of joy.
"Your Majesty is wise." Some of the generals around him complimented him a little, and then they took their orders and went to the front line to personally command the soldiers, preparing to give Grandma the Dryad a hard blow.
With the supervision of these generals, the Mystic Arts Legion, which had been prepared for a long time, threw out the fire spells that had been condensed in their hands one by one.
Fireballs, fire dragons, fire birds, fire swords, and even various other fire attacks with different shapes and powers swept towards the woods.
In an instant, the sky turned fiery red, and the scorching temperature rolled in. As the heat wave hit, many soldiers couldn't help but sweat.
Among them, the most luxuriant burning place was the outer edge of the woods that had just been contaminated by black fire oil. The intensity of the flames, with the fire reaching a height of hundreds of meters, is daunting.
Just like that, Grandma Dryad was severely injured, and his wailing sound echoed deep in the forest.
(End of chapter)