Looking at the piles of straw being piled up under the city wall, Jiang Xixi was a little puzzled, she looked at Cheng Muyou, "My lord, why don't you find more people and get more weapons to get here, but you put so many straws here?"
” Cheng Muyou shook his head and said, "Yin soldiers are not flesh and blood, the city walls and weapons have no effect on them at all, do you still remember the lit copper coin in Xu Ziming's hand, it once drove away the Yin soldiers around you, that is because the custom of the Liao people is to lay in the face of fire, and these Liao soldiers are sealed in the ground by the Samadhi True Fire, and they are a little afraid of the fire, so I think these lit hay may be able to hold them back for some time, so that they will not capture the city gate in a short period of time." ” Jiang Xixi bit her lower lip lightly, "Your lord's method is good, but if the city gate is attacked by the Yin soldiers, then we will be helpless, we can only be the turtle in the urn, let them strangle?"
” "With the right ear here, it should be able to carry it for a few hours, but there are too many Yin soldiers, and I'm afraid that it will not be their opponent with one enemy."
Cheng Muyou gritted his teeth, "It's really to that point, we can only form a human wall, blocking between the Yin soldiers and the people, and we can last as long as we can, and there is no other way." ” As he spoke, a black line suddenly appeared on the side of the mountain in the distance, getting wider and thicker, approaching them little by little.
Cheng Muyou and Jiang Xixi were both startled, and looked into the distance with wide eyes, but However, before I could understand it, there were bursts of footsteps in my ears, from far to near, from light to heavy, and even the ground seemed to tremble.
Obviously, it was thousands of pairs of combat boots that stepped on the ground at the same time to bring such a cloud-piercing movement.
Jiang Xixi only felt that her mouth was dry, and even her heart was about to stop beating, she stared into the distance, and her ears were gradually filled with the noisy sound of fighting, and the black line that was getting wider and wider finally showed her true face in front of her eyes: they were three thousand Yin soldiers holding weapons high, like locusts crossing the border, rushing straight from a distance, everywhere she went, flying sand and rocks, and the sky was full of clouds, and there was no living mouth left.
"My lord," she screamed, shaking her voice.
Cheng Muyou nodded at her, and shouted under the city wall, "The Yin soldiers are coming, hurry up and light the fire." ” The people below heard his roar, and hurriedly used the torches that had been prepared to ignite all the haystacks around the city wall, the raging fire seemed to be crazy, scurrying with the wind, devouring everything unscrupulously, above the red flames, billowing black smoke rose in an instant, like a black barrier, between the county town of Liaoyang and the three thousand Yin soldiers who swarmed like a tide.
Cheng Mu was good, the Yin soldiers came to the city, saw this sea of fire, suddenly stopped the pace of advancement, the broken body tentatively stepped a few steps closer in the flames, and was suddenly forced to retreat a few feet backwards by the tongue of fire, and stood one by one, not daring to attack forward again.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Xixi couldn't help but applaud, and said to Cheng Muyou excitedly, "My lord, your method really works, you see that these Liao soldiers are forced by the flames to be unable to get close to the city wall for half a step, we might as well take this opportunity to collect more straw, in this way, wouldn't it be possible to trap them outside the city gate without spending a single soldier?"
” Cheng Muyou is not as optimistic as her, he has fought with Li Derang a few times, and knows that this person's mind is unfathomable, and it is impossible to leave such a big loophole in his work.
He stood on the city tower, staring intently at the black and oppressive team below, only to see that they were either missing arms and legs, or had no heads, and even worse, only the upper half of their bodies were left, but they still stubbornly waved the iron rod in their hands, shouting and scolding at the people above the city tower.
What's even more strange is that each soldier's body is covered with a layer of black qi, and there is a faint blood in the black, which sets off their fragmented bodies even more weirdly.
"When I first met them in the Yin Soldier Tank, did these soldiers look like this?"
Cheng Muyou asked in a low voice.
Jiang Xixi thought for a while, and almost exclaimed, "My lord, although the appearance has not changed, but when the Yin soldiers are in the trough, their bodies and weapons are empty, and they can directly penetrate people, but now, they are real, you see the footprints on the ground, they are all stepped on by these soldiers, and they are so deep."
"If there is too much resentment, the invisible will turn into a tangible, and these people have died a miserable death, and their souls have been burned by the true fire of samadhi for thirty years, and they have long been angry and angry, and this time they have been released, but it is much more powerful than when they died thirty years ago."
The right ear smacked his lips and shook his head, and there was a little more fear in his eyes.
Jiang Xixi was afraid when she saw it, and her heart suddenly cooled half, but she still beat her spirit, "Fortunately, the adults came up with such an idea to block them outside the city wall."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden darkness overhead, and a dark cloud came from a distance at some point, covering the city wall.
Its color is darker than that of other clouds, and if you look closely, you can see several vague shadows inside.
"Not good."
Cheng Muyou shouted, turned around and ran towards the city tower, shouting as he ran, "Block the city gate with stones and chariots, and the Yin soldiers will attack the city." ” Jiang Xixi hadn't figured out the meaning of his words until hundreds of clay figurines fell one after another in the clouds, throwing them into the "line of fire" outside the city wall like moths to a fire, that she realized why Cheng Muyou was so frightened.
The clay man extinguished the fire with his body, and the melted mud covered the haystack, pressing the flames lower and lower, and the fire gradually weakened, and within a quarter of an hour, there was only a little spark left on the half-burned straw, and there was no way to return to the sky.
After another half a moment, the flames were all extinguished, and only a pile of blackened hay remained.
There was no flame barrier, the Yin soldiers rushed towards Liaoyang City, they were divided into two roads, all the way to the city gate, dozens of people twisted into a ball with broken bodies, rushed up again and again, trying to break into the door; Others clinged to the walls and climbed upwards, surging frantically upwards like black tides.
Jiang Xixi and Liu Xujiao led the crowd to stand on the city wall, fighting desperately, all the Yin soldiers who climbed up were inevitably cut off their heads and arms by sharp blades, but these Yin soldiers were very tenacious, even if their bodies were fragmented, they still did not give up, and they clung to the wall, even if there was only one finger left, they had to cross the wall.
There were more and more Yin soldiers who swarmed up, and Jiang regretted that they had fewer enemies and more enemies, and gradually their strength was exhausted, and the city wall was about to be lost.