Chapter 75 shi gu

On the last day of October, most of Fanyang's land was overcast and rainy, and an autumn rain made the warm autumn sun, bringing a bit of cold winter.

In Xiangquan City, the imperial capital, the war reports of Qinghe City were constantly sent by the military huang and presented to the emperor for a look. In the Zhenghe Hall, there is only the emperor and Lu Miaobai, the emperor's moonlight, and Guo Ameng, the former imperial eunuch who is the head of the 5,000 eunuchs of the palace. This old and stronger and stronger old man is like a dead body, standing motionless behind the emperor.

"Five thousand winds and iron riders were released, trapped 100,000 soldiers, Yue Huahou, did you earn or lose this battle?" The emperor toss the war report on the table and asked calmly whether he was not very satisfied with the result in his tone.

"If you make money, as long as you take the grain and grass, you will win half, and the rest depends on how much you win!" Lu Miaobai huddled his hands in his sleeves and said that the empty hall was indeed a little cold, especially the cold autumn rain smashed on the glazed gold top of the hall like a silver bottle and rolled down.

The emperor frowned slightly, "Or let these tens of thousands of cavalry slip away. Isn't General Yu Dian Yan known as the military god of Fanyang? The late emperor fought several beautiful battles. Why can't he even stop 50,000 cavalry now?

"Your Majesty, don't be anxious. In the matter of leading troops to war, you have no regrets, and you have to be solid. I'm afraid that what lay in front of General Yan is a dilemma. If you fight the cavalry and lose the cavalry, you will lose the cavalry. Weigh the pros and cons. Let's fight the brigade first!"

The emperor raised his eyelids and stared at the indifferent scribe. What Lu Miaobai said is very different from what the war report shows. Although this imperial palace moonlight, which is inseparable in the palace, has not been to the battlefield, can speculate clearly about what happened on the front line!

"It is estimated that General Yan pressed all his troops into Qinghe City, intending to use the powerful machine developed by the imperial capital machine to destroy Mengyang's foot soldiers. Without the support of the brigade, these tens of thousands of cavalrymen were isolated and alone, and Fanyang took the initiative. It's just--" He wanted to speak and stopped, as if he was thinking.

"Oh? What other opinions does Yue Huahou have? The emperor raised a sharp sword eyebrow and asked.

"But if this is the case, Mengyang's general will be a little too mediocre. It's as follows. At the beginning, it seems to be fierce and domineering, and the killing is decisive. The cavalry has made a long distance to slaughter 100,000 people in Qinghe City. This start is blameless. Whether it is to boost morale or to fight Fanyang's determination, it is a superior skill, but the next fall He is a little too layman to trap himself to the point where he has to abandon his pawns to let the cavalry escape. Is it really the level of General Mengyang Zhentian?

"I don't care about the process, as long as the result." The emperor sat cross-legged, took the wine cup brought by the old eunuch, and took a small sip to dispel the cold.

"If this is the way, your majesty has no need to worry. Fanyang has won." Lu Miaobai said calmly.

"Report - Urgent report ahead!" The messenger servant rushed here. Now the situation is urgent and saves a lot of etiquette. In the past, the servant never allowed such a big thorn to rush in.

The servant ran all the way from Zhenghe door, soaked, and the official uniform was close to his body, cold and boneless. He knelt down on one knee, pulled out the war report from his arms, and knelt down on one knee. The old eunuch Guo Ameng took a small step and took the war report and put it on the table in front of the emperor.

The emperor laughed and said, "General Yan's war report is so attentive. Are you afraid that I won't give him a good credit?" Let me see if I have killed Mengyang Travel.

He launched the war report and raised it in front of him. His eyes suddenly became cold, his face was extremely ugly, and his whole body seemed to trembling. Is it anger? Is it panic? Or is this autumn rain really too cold?

The emperor stood up, threw the war report on the table, shook his robe, and walked to the apse bedroom.

Lu Miaobai's heart surged with a sense of uneasiness, reached out to pick up the war report, and his whole body was stiff.

A few lines of scalp-shalling words suddenly appeared in front of us - zombies besieged the city, iron riders returned, isolated and helpless...

The cannibals of the living dead and Mengyang's almost invincible cavalry trapped nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses under the command of General Yudian Yan in Qinghe City.

The living dead? The power of ghosts and gods? Lu Miaobai muttered to himself: "No wonder Mengyang is so fearless, which is the same as the situation when Chi Nasi attacked the terrifying city in the far north! Mengyang's Shura master, the means are so vicious, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?

A cold wind blew in from the open door, and the winds swayed. Lu Miaobai only felt cold from head to toe.

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Qinghe City.

The living dead in the city wandered tirelessly in the streets and alleys, opening their mouths to smell the breath of the living in the air and gathering together with the smell of blood. They are all Qinghe people who died tragically under Mengyang*, but now they are zombies that bite people at first sight.

They staggered towards the temporary camp of the warriors, holding out their claws to hold the shield walls and fortifications that blocked them, making a numbing creak. It took several hours for the warriors to finally barely stop these immortal guys from moving forward, tear down the houses on both sides of the street, build fortifications with bricks, and block the streets with shield walls and soil to prevent the zombies from continuing to advance and lose nearly 20,000 warriors' lives, barely earning a chance to breathe. It sounds fragile. Outside the fortifications, the sound of the claws of the living dead scratching and the hissing in their mouths, the hearts of the warriors were colder than the cold rain.

They fought with these dead things in person. These guys had hard skin and muscles, like heavy and dense wood. They could only cut half of them with one knife and were bitten to death by stiff muscles. It was even difficult to pull out the knife. Even if they are lucky enough to cut off their necks, they can still move forward step by step with their claws without a head. It can't be killed at all!

There is nothing more desperate than this.

Moreover, what frightened them was that the warriors who were bitten to death by the living dead also stood up tremblingly, wore samurai robes that were regarded as honor in their lifetime, mixed into the zombie army, opened their mouths, raised their paws, and rushed over step by step.

"We will all be killed, and we will become such a ghost!" I don't know who roared, which was particularly sad in the shrill rain.

The warriors were disheartened. They were soaked and wanted to drink a bowl of ginger soup to warm up. They wanted to go home and stay with their wives and children's parents. Even if they had no great intentions, they would just live a quiet life.

"I want to go home! If it goes on like this, we will all die!" More and more warriors shouted miserably.

"Who will save me, who will save me?"

No one can save them. All they can do is brave the cold rain, hold on to this fragile defense, delay the pace of the dead, and then look at the flaming flag that has been wet by the autumn rain and can no longer float. This battle flag is their faith, and now it is their only hope.

Temporarily found a room, and several generals would get together, and everyone's faces were dark and ugly. In the middle of the room, there was a tied and solid living dead. It was almost trapped into a dumpling by the thick hemp rope of its thumb, like a worm that could only wriggle and crawl. Even so, it still opened its mouth and let out hiss, its empty gray eyes were ferocious, and its nose desperately sniffed the breath of the living people in the room.

In order to subdue the living dead, he used ten hardcover and powerful warriors, hugged his arms and thighs, strangled his neck and locked his waist, and then tied it up. If this zombie is still alive, it should be a slender woman, with the unique weakness and softness of the Qinghe woman, but now it has become this ghostly appearance. Its cheeks are sunken, and its eyes are particularly prominent. Its open mouth reveals its white teeth and black gums. From time to time, it spits out its scarlet tongue to lick its lips and swing its neck and struggles desperately.

"General, you can't break out. Mengyang Tieqi was blocked at the gate and had sent three waves of warriors to attack, 3,000, 5,000 and 10,000, all of whom had returned. General Yang Yu, the commander of Aoyu's long shot, said in a trembling voice.

"The Cang navy is now facing the street and reluctantly stopping the zombies. This is not a long-term solution. The warrior's physical strength is finally limited, and the zombies are tireless... Moreover, the military heart is already unstable, and many people are afraid that they can't even hold the knife. The governor has cut dozens of heads that disturb the heart of the army." Li Xi's hoarsely said.

"There is not much grain and food left. When Mengyang people left, they ruined all the grain in the city, and we couldn't bear it at all. What is most lacking is medicine. Many injured brothers can still be saved, but there is no medicine, which is incurable. Zhou Hu, another captain of the Yanzi Army, bowed his head and said that his left side should have been another captain of the Yanzi Army. The guy who always boasted that he wanted to be promoted to a senior official and make a fortune should always say that if he had money, he would go to the brothel to find the most beautiful girl, and find ten at a time. And he always mocks the ten most beautiful girls, which one is the most beautiful? It's always blocked so that he has nothing to say.

But now, the boy named Han Yu died at the hands of the zombies first, and he can't even find a complete corpse capital.

The generals have said so much, but in fact, they are waiting for the one-eyed old general to tell them what to do and how to get out of the current predicament. As long as he gives orders as always, they will do it without hesitation, and the military will be condensed. Such aimless waiting is the most painful.

But the old general has been silent, his gray hair is wet and scattered, and his incomplete face is expressionless. In the quiet room, there is only the sound of wind and rain and the sad cry of zombies.

"This is the art of corpse magic." After a long time, the old general said hoarsely. Zhong Li, when you fought against the southern barbarians, didn't you see the wizards of the southern barbarians manipulate the dead with witchcraft?

Wang Zhongli thought for a moment and said, "Yes, this is very similar to the witchcraft of southern Xinjiang, but the witchcraft in southern Xinjiang manipulates at most seven or eight corpses. The body is not as hard as these things. He cut off his head and smashed the heart and stopped moving. These guys, even if they have no head, can continue to act... It should be more advanced than the witchcraft in southern Xinjiang.

"Since you know what this is, there should be a way to subdue them?" Li Siam asked.

"Fire!" General Yan said coldly.

As decisive as ever, the people in the room were shocked and there was hope in their eyes.

Zhou Hu handed a well-preserved fire fold to the general, picked up the fire oil that grabbed into the room before it rained, lifted the mud seal, and poured it on the zombies.

The hemp rope made of hay was poured with fire oil, which was full of toughness. General Yan twisted the fire and threw it on the zombie. The flame soared in the air, and a burning smell came to his nose, choking people's tears. The burning flame on the zombie body was dazzling yellow, and there was black smoke on the beating flame. It was sad in the fire. It makes people's scalp shrill. The flame broke the rope, and the zombies struggled to stand up. Several generals retreated one after another. General Yan silently picked up the iron gun against the wall, poked it vigorously, penetrated the zombie chest and nailed it to the wall.

The flames became more and more vigorous, and the screams of the zombies gradually weakened and no longer struggled. A stream of black ash fell from the body, as if the burning body under the flames had twitched a circle.

"It works! It works! It's fire!" Li Xi's slapped and shouted.

As long as you can find a way to deal with it, you don't have to be afraid. This kind of thing is not immortal.

"Be careful, Li Dutong!" Wang Zhongli shouted hurriedly, pulled out his knife from his waist and came out of his hand. The knife flashed, and the sharp blade almost wiped the tip of Li Siam's nose, and there was a chill.

The blade was nailed straight into the wall, and even a black bug more than an inch long was nailed.

Li Xi just felt that something was coming to his face, but the speed was too fast to react. Thanks to Wang Zhongli's decisive decision.

When I came closer, it was a black slug, shaking its head and struggling.

"This is an insect, that is, it is manipulating the body." Wang Zhongli pulled the knife out of the wall, and the worm was still nailed to the tip of the knife. His wrist trembled, and the worm on the tip of the knife was broken into two pieces and no longer struggled. However, the dead worm body fell and turned into ashes, like a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

There are nearly 100,000 zombies in the city, and there must be a king bug manipulating them. Find and get rid of the king worm, these zombies will break without attack!" General Yan said in a low voice.

He looked at the brilliance in the eyes of his generals and sighed softly. In this situation, I hope it is more valuable than victory.

In fact, he pressed his tongue and didn't say a word - if they can't find it, they will all be eaten.