Chapter 1356: The Third Monster

At this time, the two monsters were chasing and biting the manor guards fleeing everywhere. He Lingchuan and others were bright in armor and murderous, and the two monsters seemed to know that they should pick the soft ones to pinch, and didn't come to find their bad luck. Although they were trained into demon puppets, the instincts of the demons were still there, and they didn't like to fight hard opponents to the death.

This is one of the little common sense Dong Rui told He Lingchuan.

Of course, usually it is like this, usually.

Wuma Dan saw the black army rushing here, and his face changed color.

Finally recognized.

The opponent's combat power was strong, and the two monsters were eye-catching; his own side was caught off guard, and the troops were insufficient. If they continued to consume, I am afraid the casualties would be greater.

The smartest way is to shrink back to the depths of the manor and turn offense into defense.

Those two monsters looked fierce, but they should have no way to deal with thick walls and strong doors.

Green Intent Manor dared to build in the suburbs and form its own system because it had high walls and wide courtyards as reliance. The North Courtyard was Wuma Dan's own residence, and it was managed by him into a fortress, with defensive works, food, and water; more than two hundred people could persist for half a month.

As long as they entered the North Courtyard and closed the door, in a few days, the team that went out would return; at worst, he could seek help from outside and find someone to drive away these uninvited guests! But Wuma Dan also knew very well that if he wanted to retreat, he had to fight a feint, otherwise his side would blow the whistle, and more than a hundred people would run backward; that was not called retreat but rout.

So he instead called people to blow the horn of attack and shouted: "Charge, kill them!"

The Wuma cavalry took the order and launched a charge against He Lingchuan again.

Wuma Xu still had two things hidden in his hand, and the distance between the two sides was less than fifty feet, so he raised his hand and hit them.

One of them was a yellow cloth doll, which changed as soon as it landed, turning into a yellow-turbaned strongman up to a foot tall, sturdy and strong.

This thing hadn't stood up yet, when it scooped up two dirt balls on the ground and threw them at He Lingchuan.

Although it was done in a hurry, the dirt balls didn't scatter, and their speed was like a cannonball, greeting He Lingchuan's forehead with a whistling wind.

He was rushing forward, and the distance between the two sides shrank to less than ten feet, so He Lingchuan didn't think about it and threw out the Floating Life Knife.

Everyone only saw a cold light flash in the air, and the Floating Life Knife drew a perfect roundabout arc, and the two dirt balls shattered one after another.

At this time, the yellow-turbaned strongman jumped two feet high, clasped his hands into fists, and smashed down at He Lingchuan's head!

Wuma Dan spent a lot of money to seek this yellow-turbaned strongman from a master; it didn't know fatigue, didn't know pain, and in terms of strength, speed, and agility, ordinary strongmen couldn't compare to it.

The biggest disadvantage is that every time it is used, it costs a lot of profound crystals.

He Lingchuan looked up and saw this huge shadow in the air, rapidly enlarging in his field of vision.

The yellow-turbaned strongman treated himself like a cannonball and smashed it over, and He Lingchuan's steed was also sprinting at full speed, making it difficult to stop or turn.

However, the Floating Life Knife in mid-air suddenly made a roundabout, and even accelerated on the return journey, "whoosh" sliding across the neck of the yellow-turbaned strongman!

Both armies heard a dull sound, like a long knife cutting into wood.

This thing was ridiculously hard.

However, the Floating Life Knife was sharp and difficult to stop, and in the next second, the yellow-turbaned strongman was still separated from his head.

The headless yellow-turbaned strongman still smashed toward He Lingchuan along the original trajectory. The Black Armor knights in the rear reminded one after another: "My Lord, be careful!"

In the chaos, He Lingchuan still observed carefully, and found that the yellow-turbaned strongman's clasped fists didn't relax, and the arm raised above his head also accelerated downward—

Although he lost his head, this thing didn't fail!

Its control center didn't seem to be in its head.

"Left ground!" The Soul-Absorbing Mirror suddenly screamed, "Something is coming up!"

It rarely warned like this.

He Lingchuan glanced at the corner of his eye in a hurry, and sure enough, he found the ground on the left slightly concave, driving the sand and grass leaves on the surface to shake.

Such an inconspicuous movement, who would pay attention to it in the midst of a chaotic battle?

If it weren't for the Soul-Absorbing Mirror monitoring the surrounding dynamics at all times, He Lingchuan wouldn't have paid attention to this detail.

The next instant, the soil layer exploded, and an object rushed out of the ground! He Lingchuan was riding on the horse, only feeling the sand and stones from the explosion hitting his face. In the misty sky, who could see clearly what was drilled out of the ground? The third monster that had never appeared chose to appear at this moment! It ejected and jumped, aiming straight at He Lingchuan, just right with the yellow-turbaned strongman smashing down like a cannonball, cooperating seamlessly.

Dong Rui, two feet away, was so scared that he exploded with profanity.

This battle formation doesn't let people pass?

With a "boom," both monsters hit the target at the same time.

In the dust, there was the neighing of horses.

He Lingchuan's steed was strong, but it couldn't withstand the attacks of two monsters at all! If the horse is like this, what about the person? Dust filled the sky, and no one could see clearly, whether it was the Black Armor Army in the rear or Wuma Dan in front.

But the yellow-turbaned strongman did indeed collide fiercely with the newly appeared monster.

This monster was smashed in pain, and in a rage, it swirled and firmly clamped the yellow-turbaned strongman! Dong Rui saw a gray-black sturdy body emerging from the dust, thicker than two buckets, covered in scales, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Python Demon!"

The newly appeared monster was a giant python! At least the lower half was.

Its upper half was a huge black scorpion, with a pair of amazing claws.

Dong Rui knew as soon as he saw it that its manufacturer didn't waste raw materials, cutting a scorpion into two sections and taking them to make two demon puppets.

"Good idea! This time it's combined with a giant python." He muttered, "Unique, and quite exquisite!"

Just admiring the peer's work, at this moment, he forgot He Lingchuan.

The scorpion python coiled around the yellow-turbaned strongman, and the pair of large claws didn't idle, immediately tearing at the yellow-turbaned strongman, wanting to break meat off it to eat.

Its pair of front claws, although strong, were as flexible as Zhu Erniang's, and could nimbly cut food and send it into its mouth.

However, the yellow-turbaned strongman had no bones or meat for it to eat; under the squeeze, it turned back into a cloth doll with a "bang."

The scorpion python was full of cotton wool on its large claws, stuffed a few mouthfuls into its mouth, felt the taste was wrong, so it spat out all the cotton wool and turned to the Black Armor cavalry nearby.

Dong Rui's heart was itching: "If only I could release No. 17!"

No. 17 was the Ghost Ape; he went out with the Black Armor Army this time and couldn't bring such a conspicuous demon puppet. Otherwise, releasing the Ghost Ape to repair this monster would be quite enjoyable.

Another demon puppet master must be hiding in the dark; why not compare and see whose demon puppet is more powerful!

The battlefield was moving to the edge of the forest, and there were no people around this small hill.

Wanshou Liang roared: "Hook rope ready!"

The Black Armor knights raised their crossbows one after another, wanting to shoot sleeve arrows at the scorpion python.

They have ways to deal with this kind of tricky and flexible, but not strong enough monster:

As long as you use multiple sleeve arrows to nail the scorpion python, and each rider pulls in the opposite direction, you can fix it in place!

Then it's a fight for hand speed; you have to kill this scorpion python before the other two monsters come to help.

Wanshou Liang's reaction couldn't be said to be fast, but before this wave of sleeve arrows could be shot, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the raised dust.

The porcupine woodlouse was already not small, but if compared with this thing, it was like an apple compared to a cantaloupe.

It appeared with a long whistle like a steam whistle, and then lowered its head, directly using a pair of long tusks to top the scorpion python on the ground, rubbing it fiercely.

The scorpion python's squeezing force, which was so powerful to humans, was like an earthworm in front of it, being rubbed until its joints crackled, not knowing how many were broken in a row.

Even the two front legs on the scorpion were forcibly broken.

The scorpion python suffered a loss and buried its head to burrow into the ground.

This thing seemed to have the ability to escape underground; if it really dived into the ground, it would be very difficult to find later.

But the opponent was still one step faster; it curled its long trunk around the scorpion's body and forcibly yanked it off the ground.

By the time it charged out from the dust, flapping its large ears, the bystanders realized: this was a giant elephant clad in battle armor!

As soon as it appeared, it charged toward the Wuma clan, its momentum as grand as a bulldozer. The Wuma cavalrymen who rushed over were shrouded by its mountain-like shadow; their scalps went numb, and they subconsciously spurred their horses to dodge, none daring to collide with it.

The giant elephant puppet wedged itself into the Wuma clan's ranks like a stake. With a violent swing of its massive skull, the scorpion-python was sent flying in an arc toward Wuma Dan! Seeing the giant elephant's aggressive approach, the Greenery Manor's ranks had already halted amidst cries of alarm; even though Wuma Dan shouted orders, they were still swept along by the tide of people, retreating all the way.

The scorpion-python smashed down toward his head, looking exactly like the Yellow Turban Warrior jumping to smash He Lingchuan earlier. But Wuma Dan was even more unlucky than He Lingchuan, because he was surrounded by people in front, behind, and on both sides, squeezed and jostled; even if he wanted to dodge, he had no room to maneuver.

Seeing this monster baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it came toward him, Wuma Dan's face turned pale. Too panicked to think, he desperately threw another small wooden puppet at it.

The puppet transformed in mid-air into a Green Turban Warrior, which used its hands and feet to wrap itself around the scorpion-python.

The two large creatures wrestled into a ball and slammed into the ground a zhang in front of Wuma Dan. Two cavalrymen and three manor guards were knocked to the ground before they could react, and they didn't manage to crawl back up for a long time.

Aside from having less strength and body hardness than He Lingchuan's Golden Armor Copper General, this type of warrior puppet also had poorer controllability. Wuma Dan could only issue a command to intercept the scorpion-python, but could not actually control its combat.

Therefore, after the Green Turban Warrior landed, it didn't stop; instead, it grabbed the scorpion-python and pinched it fiercely, as if to avenge the earlier Yellow Turban Warrior, ignoring even the giant elephant charging over from the opposite side.

The scorpion-python's front pincers had originally been clutching something, but to fight the Green Turban Warrior, it had to fling it away.

The Black Armor Knights following closely behind took a closer look: it turned out to be an armor plate from the giant elephant puppet's long trunk.

The battle armor that Songyang Prefecture manufactured for the giant elephant corpse puppet had the trunk section made into interlocking plates to facilitate movement, similar to roof tiles. This scorpion-python's large pincers were truly flexible; in one encounter, it had torn the armor plate off the elephant's trunk.

(End of chapter)