MTL - Chronicles of Heaven-Chapter 87 War

Wu Tie stood on the wall.

Not long after, the light around him was dark, the top helmet was armored, the neatly dressed, the heavy-footed boots, the odd-shaped helmet on the head, the whole height almost approached three meters five, like a wall of stone slamming a big axe Arrived by his side.

Shi Meng obviously did not have such a good vision of Wu Tie. He explored most of his body from the wall and squinted at the rising of the fire for a long time. This whispered an extremely ugly, extremely dirty swearing.

"This group of old people are not dead... They have also handed over the secret road leading to the hinterland of Yan."

Shi Meng's hands were wearing thick metal palms. He habitually grabbed his head, and the metal gloves and helmet rubbed sharply, making a harsh sound.

"This secret road... oh... It’s no wonder that Yan has been home for more than a month before sending people. They have long been ill-intentioned. It’s not easy to send so many flames through the secret passage."

Wu Tie looked at Shi Meng.

In Shi Meng’s words, there are many things to be said.

Shijia mastered a secret road from Dashicheng to the hinterland of Yanjia? This secret road, what were they supposed to do for the Yan family?

However, the elders of Shijia also leaked this secret road to the Yan family. The result became this, and it became the Yan family’s fatal blow to the hinterland of Dashicheng.

The sky was full of fire, and the heat wave was rising. A flaming horn that was the size of a wolf dog spurted the fire and quickly approached Dashicheng. A piece of land was ignited, and a large number of slaves who could not escape were swept into the sky.

A large number of escaped slaves gathered at the gate of the city.

Dashicheng is one of the three large caves mastered by Shijia. The number of serfs and miners who live here is huge. In addition to the miners who lived in the pits, in addition to the serfs that have been swallowed up by the flames, the total number of slaves living near Dashicheng is no less than 100,000.

There are only two gates in Dashicheng, and it is almost impossible for hundreds of thousands of busy slaves to flee into Dashicheng in a short time.

Let the big stone warriors outside the city scream and drive away. The slaves of the brigade are crowded together. The more they want to escape into the city, the more violent their actions are, the order at the gates of the city becomes messy. It has become more and more difficult to enter the city.

"Let them bypass Dashicheng and run away from the sea of ​​fire." Wu Tie knocked **** the armor of Shi Meng.

"Shi Liuye, let the people outside the city escape in the direction away from the sea of ​​fire. They are too late to enter the city... We are here to help them block these guys." Wu Tie screamed at the stone that looked down.

Shi Mengyu's eyes widened. He blinked and nodded. "It's a good idea."

The big axe in the hand knocked on the wall in front of him, accompanied by a loud noise, the soldiers who were busy outside the city looked up and looked up.

Shi Meng shouted out the opinions of Wu Tie. The soldiers outside the city immediately waved the whip and drove the slaves of the brigade to bypass the Big Rock and flee away from the sea of ​​fire.

The large group of flames and golden ants gradually accelerated, and they rolled up the fire of the sky and continued to approach the city of Dashi.

Shi Meng slaps on the shoulders of Wu Tie and bows down and asks: "Now, those **** guys, if they split two teams to chase those slaves... these slaves can't escape them. Think of a way, how? do?"

Wu Tie looked at Shi Meng and pointed to the fire in front: "Now, look at your skills... Can you let these flames kill the golden ants to chase and kill the slaves, and attack the city with one heart and one mind, look at your skills It is."

"My ability?" Shi Meng looked at Wu Tie very awkwardly.

He is not pretending to be a look, his brain is really not very useful. He is the most powerful person in the generation of the Shi family. The blood of the giant is also the most powerful person. The blood of the giant naturally affects him.

Giants have always used their brains.

Looking at Shi Bao, you know what a ‘normal giant’ is.

Shi Meng looked at Wu Tie very ignorantly and stared hard. Wu Tie shook his head and hurriedly said his suggestion.

"Ha ha ha, stinky boy, really bad, you are as insidious as the second child, but I like it!" Shi Meng suddenly burst into laughter, he slammed the shoulders of Wu Tie, not to appreciate his own appreciation. meaning.

He shouted and shouted his orders.

Soon, a team of wolf warriors rushed down the wall, and ran back later. They smashed the bodies of the Yan Bao and others who were slashed in the hall of the previous meeting.

Shi Meng grabbed the head of Yan Bao, and swayed his red long hair on the wall.

"Outside the city, Yanjia, I know you can see it, I know you can hear it!" Shi Meng jumped and screamed: "What do you want to do? You want to find death on the site of my stone home?"

"Look what this is? Yan Bao's head!"

"Hahaha, it is said that Yanbao is one of the best 18 **** of your generation. It is known as one of the eighteen pillars of Yanjia... but he was given an axe by Laozi. Hey, and kill A farm animal is no different!"

"I only used an axe, and I broke a pillar of your generation."

"Hey, is it very sad? Is it very sad? Is it really wanting to die?"

The stone screamed and screamed, and he simply jumped on the wall of the city, swaying the head of the Yanbao, twisting his thick waist, and dancing strangely.

Such a thick man with a **** head twisted - fart - shares, the scene is really impossible to look directly.

Wu Tie moved a few steps to the side, away from the swearing stone.

Behind the sea of ​​fire, suddenly a sharp whistle came. All the raging flames of the golden ants suddenly stopped, and then with the sharp snoring, all the flames of the golden ants accelerated their pace at the same time, gradually turned into an arrow-shaped impact formation, straight to the gates of the big stone city.

The slaves outside Dashicheng have been evacuated to the sides, and the heavy gates have been closed.

A few cattle high-ranking cattle warriors roared loudly, driving the slaves in the city without knowing where the big chunks of boulder came from, and the neat yards were placed behind the closed gates, blocking the gates. It must be solid.

The messy footsteps came, the lizard archers of the brigade, the bulls of the brigade, the wolf warriors of the brigade, the iron dwarves of the brigade and the gray dwarf warriors rushed to the wall.

They lined up on the wall, with melee warriors armed with heavy weapons, and archers with arched bows. There were a lot of heavy shields and large equipment neatly laid out. Dashicheng was already fighting. Preparation.

I don't know when, the old white man came to Wu Tie's side.

"Unlucky, I haven't eaten a few days to eat a meal... How do you fight it?" Laobai sighed and sneaked a bottle of rotten bone marrow venom into the hands of Wu Tie.

"Small iron, this is a good thing... apply a little on your weapon, hey, as long as you scratch a little skin, it is enough for people." The old white shrinks in the shadow of Wu Xie's feet, the sneaky direction Wu Tie talks about the powerful toxicity of rotten bone marrow.

Wu Tie picked up his eyebrows and did not speak. Shi Meng had already jumped off the wall and grabbed the medicine bottle in his hand.

"Hey, is that really so powerful? I try it." Shi Meng yelled, and applied a bottle of rotten bone marrow to his big axe. With the subtle 嗤嗤 腐蚀 corrosion, his big axe blade flashed a layer of faint light.

Shi Meng smeared the venom while kicking the old white foot with his toes ‘lightly’.

For him, it was just a light foot, and the old white was like a ball, ‘咕噜噜’ rolled out seven or eight meters away.

Shi Meng bowed his head and smiled: "Old white, your ethnic group, the last time the performance was very good. Hey, let them prepare for the bow this time, give me the death of the city... Hey, played this game, your every Individuals, reward 20 pounds of fat!"

The old white eyes suddenly lit up and slammed the corners of the mouth.

He hurriedly screamed and turned to the wall.

Wu Tie hurriedly stopped the old white, looked at him seriously, and then gestured a careful gesture.

This gesture, or Wu Tie, learned from Laobai these days. Survival in the wild, whether it is hunting or attacking the enemy, sometimes can not make a little sound, ‘gesture’ or ‘sign language’ has become a necessity for communication.

The scorpions and tribes that survive in the wild naturally have a common sign language.

Among the old white people, there are also a set of gestures circulating inside them.

Wu Tie has been learning for so long, and he can communicate with Lao Bai and others with gestures and sign language very smoothly.

Laobai returned a gesture of 'everything rest assured', and when the body swayed, it turned into a white shadow and disappeared without a trace.

‘咚’, a hundred meters away from the wall, the iron eighty-eighth with a big axe snoring and groaning: "Babies... people outside the city, want us to die... What should we do?"

Dozens of heads are covered with heavy armor, and the bulls who are red-eyed with their eyes are roaring in unison: "Cut them!"

‘Haha’, ‘Haha’!

The eighty-eighth people of the iron screamed in unison.

Gradually, the soldiers in the big stone city on the city wall also issued a neat shout.

Needless to say, don't have to say anything to cheer up morale.

Living in this **** era, everyone is aware... If the enemy wants you to die, then kill the enemy.

Don't care who is right or who is wrong, no matter who is reasonable and who doesn't make sense.

To survive is the greatest justice!

The flames of gold ants are getting closer and closer, and the sea of ​​fire has been forced to go under the walls of Dashicheng. The flames are rising, the heat waves are rolling, and the hairs of Wu Tie and others are all baked and curled.

In the flames, many of the soldiers on the wall made a painful snoring.

They wore a full set of metal heavy armor, and the flames were in front of them. The fire blazed and burned them. The heavy armor quickly warmed up. It felt like being thrown into the iron by the iron. People who had never experienced could not imagine the pain.

Shi Meng raised the big axe in his hand and he snorted.

On the wall, there are more than a dozen tall towers and whistle towers, and there are flashes of people wearing black robes.

There are lizard people, wolves, cattle, and even rats and rock gnomes.

There were strong spiritual fluctuations in them, and the walls of Dashicheng suddenly became raging, blowing toward the sea of ​​fire.

The heat wave was blown away from the city wall by the wind, and there was a strong foggy condensation on the wall, and a large expanse of ice crystals continued to fall.

The temperature around it gradually became cool and pleasant, and the stone mammoth opened his mouth and laughed loudly. He glared at the head of Yanbao and provoked it again outside the city: "Yanjia, you are not coming to death? Yanbao is waiting for you. Go with him!"

In the laughter, Shi Meng slammed his hand, and the head of Yan Bao’s head drawn an arc and fell into the sea of ​​fire outside the city.

An angry roar and snoring came from afar, and a sharp whistle sounded again.

A large group of flames of golden ants rushed over, and they flew down the wall and climbed up the city wall directly.

In just a few breaths, a large group of flames smashed the golden ants and climbed the city. The sharp mouthpieces were bitten down to the Dashicheng soldiers on the wall, and there were several flaming ants that were as strong as the calves. Open your mouth and spurt a high-temperature fire.

Wu Tie held a hand-selected ‘Yuan Bing’ rifle from the martial arts library, and slammed it with a shot.

The sound of ‘叮’, Wu Tie’s shot was stabbed in the head of a flame of gold ants.

The tip of the gun was splashed with Mars, and the long gun stabbed into the head of the flames, and the head of the golden ant was three inches deep. The flame of the wolf-dog screamed and was screamed from the city by a gun. .

Witches and irons watched the flames of the golden ants spurting a large piece of flame-like plasma. It flipped through several densely packed companions, struggled with the body for a few times, and then stood up. If nothing happens, continue to rush to Dashicheng.

Wu Tie suddenly widened his eyes.

This guy's head is so hard? He has chosen the ‘Yuan Bing’ in the Dashicheng Wubei Library, which can easily penetrate three-inch thick steel plates.

Such a sharp lance, actually can only break through three inches on the head of this flame phishing ant.

"The trouble is big." Wu Tie muttered to himself, he waved a long gun, swayed a dense arc, and violently bombarded the flames of the golden ants that rushed to the wall in front of him.

In the loud noise, more than a dozen flames of gold ants were violently hit, and the body rolled over and was smashed by almost two or three hundred meters.

But after they were shaken, the body rolled a few times on the ground, and the movement seemed to be a bit slow, but it still rushed toward the wall.

"It's really troublesome." Wu Tie waved a long gun and continued to smash the flames that rushed up in front of him.

But beside him, there are already some fighters who have made a lot of screams and screams.

The mouthpieces of the flames of gold ants are hard, sharp, and powerful. They tear the bodies of the soldiers on the wall, and the mouthpieces easily tear open the steel armor on them and hurt their bodies.

The flames of the flames of the vomiting flames are even more terrible. The high-temperature flame can be sprayed out seven or eight meters away. A large number of warriors were burned and fleshy, and the city wall began to spread.

The tidal-like flames of gold ants are constantly coming in, and they are rushing to the walls.