Chapter 205: Breaking the Array

In other words, what was the relationship between these things and Zhu Erniang? Why did they have to come to the depths of this cave and sit and transform in a row?

Finally, He Lingchuan saw the eighth one at the end of this row.

Its body size was comparable to Zhu Erniang's, and it was also standing still against the mountain wall.

But He Lingchuan always felt something was wrong.

He retreated two steps to look at the seventh giant spider for comparison, only to find that this eighth one had no fluorescent spores on it.

That is to say, it hadn't been dead for long?

Just as he was staring and pondering, the giant spider suddenly lifted its front claw and rubbed its eyes! Holy crap, this was alive!

This shock was no small matter, and He Lingchuan's scalp went numb. He jumped backward, turned around, and ran without a second word.

Outside was all a maze; if he ran out, there might still be a glimmer of life.

￥￥￥￥￥

The chaos in Weicheng was still continuing.

The Baling city guards and the infiltrated Dafeng Army were tugging at the city gate; the latter had stronger individual strength, but the former had more numbers, and the Baling army in the city had already reacted and started to attack.

Everyone could feel the ground trembling slightly, and the sound of horse hooves rang out not far away.

Combined with the signal arrows released into the sky by the scouts earlier, this was very likely another Dafeng Army force ambushing in the wilderness, coming to take the city upon seeing the signal.

The area outside Weicheng was a flat wilderness, where one could look for a hundred miles during the day, but the long grass of the wilderness and the night covered the Dafeng Army's tracks.

It turned out that the 5,000 Dafeng Army soldiers attacking the city earlier were still bait, and the real killer move had been lying in wait.

Luring the tiger away from the mountain, another luring of the tiger away from the mountain.

The Baling defenders changed color at the sound, and the battle for the city gate became white-hot. Both sides knew that when the Dafeng Army arrived at the city wall, if the city gate hadn't been closed, then there would be no need to think about closing it again tonight, and Weicheng would definitely be lost.

However, Weicheng's city gate hole was small and narrow, which was of course out of consideration for defense when it was built, but now it benefited Captain Xiao Maoliang Maoliang and the others who were entering the city. Few enemies could squeeze in, and most Baling defenders were blocked behind by their companions, so these twenty or so people could barely hold on.

But it was also precarious.

They were like a tiny pellet island in a storm, perhaps they would be swallowed by the next big wave.

The fake logistics soldier standing by the copper talisman at the city gate looked at the small pot in his hand.

The three-corpse worms released from the pot had long been wandering the city, also trying to invade Baling soldiers, but they were bounced out before they could enter the seven orifices.

The situation was abnormal; three-corpse worms had always been invincible on the battlefield. Originally, their plan was to destroy the copper talisman battle array behind the gate and then release the three-corpse worms, triggering the Baling army to go mad and turn against each other, so they could open the city gate and let the army outside come in to clear the field.

The plan was perfect, but the second step went wrong.

These three-corpse worms couldn't complete their mission.

That is to say, the Cleansing Heart Mantra or some other magical power was still exerting its effect, protecting the Baling people's minds from interference.

But such large-scale battle arrays for Cleansing Heart Mantra were very complex to make, and their volume wasn't small, making them troublesome to move. He looked around the city but didn't find the shadow of the battle array.

Where could it be hidden?

At this time, the voice from the inner street appeared again, and it was aimed at him: "Take down the General Hong on the city gate, dead or alive! The one who achieves the first merit will be enfeoffed as a marquis and get five thousand gold!"

General Hong? The scout hiding in the shadows of the city wall without a sound was actually General Hong himself? The enemy commander dared to take such a risk; as long as the city gate was closed, it would be catching a dragon in a jar? It was like pouring a ladle of water into boiling oil, and the Baling army exploded.

General Hong's figure flashed, dodging the seven or eight feathered arrows shot from all directions.

Under heavy rewards, the Baling army's attention shifted entirely to him.

General Hong's next move was actually to jump down from the city tower. This place was inconvenient for maneuvering, and staying here would only make him a target for everyone. However, below were dense Baling soldiers.

But while in mid-air, he snapped his fingers: "Wind, come!"

A demonic wind rose on flat ground, at least a short-term gale of level 11 or 12, also wrapped in sand and grass roots ubiquitous in the wilderness, blowing so hard that people couldn't even open their eyes.

This wind came too suddenly, and the Baling soldiers subconsciously turned their heads and covered their eyes, otherwise, their eyes would water and ache.

Captain Xiao Maoliang Maoliang and the others seized the opportunity to push the city gate open a few more feet.

One or two hundred torches were blown out, and the area under the city gate fell into darkness. The Baling soldiers were struggling against the wind to catch General Hong, but found that this person was gone! From the beginning, he had been hidden in the darkness, and no one had seen his true face. By the time he jumped down the city ladder... he was originally wearing a Baling uniform, and now he stood in this army—who knew which one was General Hong! At the same time, cold words rang in the hearts of Hu Min and the others: "Shoot out those torches!"

Torches?

Hu Min looked closely, and sure enough, the whole city was pitch black, including the inner city, and even the oil lamps in the residential houses were swept out.

Only a few torches were still lit in the front right of the city gate, and the stubborn flames continued to emit light and heat even in the gale mixed with hail.

The torches were everywhere before, and these few didn't stand out at all; now that all other torches were extinguished, they were immediately abrupt.

That direction—was it the post station?

Since it was General Hong's order, Hu Min and the others raised their bows without hesitation and shot.

General Hong brought more than one expert archer. In just two or three blinks of an eye, two of the six torches were shot out.

In a chaotic mess, the Baling army was at a loss, when suddenly someone shouted: "General Hong has gone to the post station!"

Everyone heard this and rushed there with their legs.

A large group of soldiers rushed out from the inner street, and the person surrounded in the center was wearing light armor and a cloak. Behind him stood two personal guards, both holding boxes filled with fluorescent spores.

Lighting equipment was suddenly available.

That leader pointed at the crowd under the city wall and said: "Retreat, no one is allowed to approach!"

Clearly, this person had great prestige, and most soldiers stopped their footsteps. However, there were also guards under Huamucuo here, who couldn't obey orders, and ran a few more steps toward the post station.

To facilitate the entry and exit of envoys and guests, this post station was originally built next to the city gate, only three or four zhang away from the city wall. These soldiers ran a few more steps and were almost at the post station.

Hu Min and the others made a few more point-blank shots, and only the last two points of fire remained around the post station.

In the darkness, two figures suddenly pounced toward the post station.

Someone beside the Baling leader immediately drew his bow, and two arrows shot into them.

But no one noticed that another figure was shrinking behind the two unlucky ones, flashing into the post station like a ghost.

His movements were as fast as a wisp of light smoke, and the environment was pitch black, so no one could see clearly.

This person was General Hong.

As soon as he entered the post station, he looked around, and just as his archers shot out the last torch, the entire post station fell into darkness.

General Hong walked rapidly through the post station, and in just two breaths, he walked through the shop, the hall, and the stable, finally discovering that the ground was emitting a faint cyan light when passing by the stable, but it was covered by yellow grass, so it couldn't be seen clearly.

It was indeed here.

General Hong stepped forward, picked open the weeds with his long knife, and saw a copper talisman lying underneath! No wonder the three-corpse worms couldn't invade the human body; the Cleansing Heart Mantra on this copper plate was still exerting its effect.

The opponent was meticulous, and in order to protect/cover this battle array, they had also set up another array with torches around the post station, which was a case of adding a layer to a layer.

It was a pity that this was counterproductive. Under the care of the gale, the unextinguished torches became exceptionally conspicuous.

Now Hu Min and the others had shot out six torches, breaking the array and clearing the last obstacle for General Hong.

Slashing this copper talisman and releasing the three-corpse worms would tip the scales of victory toward the Dafeng Army.

But just as General Hong raised his knife, the pile of fodder in the corner suddenly exploded, and a huge figure rushed out!

The two were no more than four feet apart, and the stable was narrow, so General Hong didn't even have room to dodge.

Besides, he didn't sense any living aura in this pile of grass at all.

At that time, the battle for the city gate had reached the final moment, and soldiers from both sides were fighting in blood.

Captain Xiao Maoliang Maoliang's team fell three more people.

If the gate was closed, the hope of survival for this small team would probably be pinched off. But even if they could escape the city gate by taking a few steps back, no one was willing to do so.

They gritted their teeth, preferring to block with their chests and carry with their lives.

Persist, and reinforcements would arrive immediately; persist, and victory would belong to General Hong!

In twelve battles over three years, General Hong had never lost. No matter how difficult the situation was, he could always turn defeat into victory in the end.

The Dafeng Army soldiers who followed him had a near-blind confidence in him.

Just then, the thatched roof of the post station was pierced, and General Hong was knocked flying out.

Like a ball hit by a stick, he flew three zhang before landing, barely stabilizing his figure.

Immediately after, a huge figure crashed through the brick wall of the post station and rushed out, blocking in front of the Baling army leader, glaring at General Hong.

This was actually a huge stone man, with his whole body made of rock blocks of various sizes, and he didn't know what was used as the core to drive it.

Without orders, the Baling army rushed forward and surrounded General Hong.

The situation suddenly reversed.

"The legendary General Hong, who is good at moving troops, is nothing more than this!" The Baling army leader laughed loudly. "Is this still the Mitian Niangniang from before?"

One clever calculation had trapped General Hong; he couldn't help but be proud.

General Hong tilted his head: "Who are you?"

"The one who defeated you is Shao Yingyang, son of Baling Kingdom's National Master Shao Yan. Remember well..."

Before he finished speaking, General Hong interrupted him: "Which road of gods are you behind?"

Shao Yingyang put away his smile: "Return the things that don't belong to you, and you will naturally know." He waved his hand and ordered, "Kill, leave no one alive!"

General Hong wanted to delay time, but he wouldn't fall for it. Closing the city gate first was the most important thing, and the rest could be done slowly.

Heh, what god of war, what Dafeng Army—to him, they were just a bunch of reckless men! Today is September 28th, the double points event has started, please stuff the monthly tickets hidden in your shoe soles to "Immortal," I am grateful.

In addition, October 1-7 is also double points, please have good people who want to help "Immortal" compete for the list to come out with good base tickets, cupped hands.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 206 =====

Heh, what God of War, what Great Wind Army—to him, they were nothing but a bunch of brutes! Today is September 28th, and the double-point event has started. Please, everyone, stuff the monthly tickets hidden in your shoe soles to "The Immortal," I am deeply grateful.

Also, October 1st-7th is still double-point time. Good people who have the heart to help "The Immortal" compete for the rankings, please provide your base support. Fists clasped.

(End of chapter)