Exorcism

There are dark clouds in the distance, and the sky is bright red. From time to time, long lightning flashes, but no thunder is heard. The dark clouds above Fuhai City are still very thin, but when you look up, you can no longer see the stars and the moon.

"The fight started, it really started." The young soldier muttered to himself, not even noticing that he was speaking.

A hard and powerful palm pressed on his shoulder, "This is when Long Binhui and the magicians are fighting for the battlefield. There are still several days before the battle."

"Extremely long." The soldier smiled sheepishly, and then he remembered that he was wearing a nearly closed helmet and could not show any expression. "Was the battle in Duanliu City the same as now?"

Shen Xiuming nodded. His superiors had always wanted to transfer him to a safer position, but he always refused. The only thing he accepted was a senior position, leading a small group of recruits stationed on the front line. Their training only lasted more than ten years. Oh my god, I have just learned some basic combat skills, and I am about to get ready to go to the battlefield.

After all, Shen Xiuming had participated in the First World War and was indeed qualified to serve as the leader of the new recruits.

Fuhai City faces the sea in the east, and there are hundreds of military camps neatly arranged outside the west gate. There is no light in the camps. Dozens of miles to the west, a large number of people are building high platforms, bunkers, catapults and other ordnance overnight. Here will be Huangfu The main position of the army.

Further to the west, hundreds of ten-man squads were guarding the forward posts to prevent sneak attacks by demon soldiers. The country of Sheshen not only had an amazing number of regular troops, but also summoned many barbaric demon tribes. They were not used to frontal combat, but they were good at it. A sneak attack at night.

The outpost is very simple and hastily built from old wooden boards dismantled from the city. It has two floors. The lower level stores supplies and can be used for resting. The upper level is used for observation. Birds made of paper charms fly around between the outposts. They are different, and their functions are also different. Some are responsible for looking for evil spirits, and some are responsible for emitting light when necessary... The sentries use their naked eyes to supplement the possible omissions of the talismans, and immediately launch an attack with crossbows when the paper bird issues a warning. .

The duty is simple, but the danger is not small. For three consecutive nights, wild monsters infiltrated and there were many battles. There were casualties on both sides. Compared with the upcoming war, this loss is negligible. For those who are on duty at the outpost, For soldiers, this is a threat that is close at hand.

Shen Xiuming could understand the fear of the new recruits. He himself was not as calm as he appeared. The scale of the Battle of Fuhai City was ten or even a hundred times that of the Battle of Duanliu City. The fire in Huangjing was still deeply imprinted on his mind. In my mind, although it was revealed in the end that it was the demon formation and not King Shishen's own effort, the strength of the demon clan was still shocking. Compared with it, the giant demon king Qi Wushang back then was about the same as a bandit leader who occupied several mountains. .

"The timing and location will be left to the Fu Lu Master and the monks. When the time comes, we will only fight on the ground. There is no need to raise your head. If the sky falls, the Fu Lu Master will carry it. Don't stop at will. No matter there is fire, fog or poison ahead, we must fight. I believe that Fu Lu Master can solve it, we are soldiers, just use our swords and guns to attack the demon soldiers, use as much force as possible."

As soon as Shen Xiuming talked about the battle, several recruits around him listened carefully. This was their most important source of experience before entering the real battlefield.

"What if Fu Lu Master...can't stop it?" A recruit asked anxiously.

Hundreds of light balls just passed by the sky above the outpost, flying from the Floating Sea City behind to the distant horizon, like meteors but lingering, like fireflies but brighter and bigger. The speed of the light balls was not very fast. The sentries They all looked up and could vaguely see the talismans inside. They were not common paper talismans, but copper talismans and jade talismans.

The power of a talisman depends on all aspects. The person who writes the talisman is the most important, and the material is second. Talisman written by the same person, copper talisman and jade talisman are stronger than paper talismans. If the copper sheet and jade plate itself are blessed with other methods, the effect will be Even better.

The only problem is that suitable copper and jade are scarce and cannot be replenished for a long time after use.

Just to fight for a little time before the battle, the Talisman Masters sacrificed Long Binhui's long-established capital, which showed how fierce the upcoming battle would be.

The ball of light went away, and the sentries who didn't know the difference let out exclamations. Shen Xiuming urged his men to monitor the surrounding situation attentively, and then said: "If the talisman masters can't stop the sorcery of the Kingdom of Sacrifice, no matter how much you look around, you can't Yes, the magic spells all land in large swaths, covering several miles or even dozens of miles, and there is nowhere to run. Our task is to continue to kill the demon soldiers. The only difference is to chop faster and harder.

The laughter of several recruits was a bit forced.

"And there is it." Shen Xiuming raised the wooden statue hanging on his chest. The statue is very small and can be held with one hand. Almost everyone has one. It can be hung on the chest with a rope or chain, and you can see it when you lower your head. , you can hold it by raising your hand. In order to prevent it from shaking around, the soldiers used various methods to fix the statue to the breastplate.

The recruits also held the idol and gently rubbed it with their fingers.

"I believe in the Ancient God, but there really is Mu Xingqiu. Did the Ancient God really pass on his power to him?" asked a recruit.

Hanging statues of gods is not a unified order, but a sudden popular trend. Many humans originally believed in ancient gods, but the three symbols of death, mercy, and indifference did not bring much comfort to the soldiers and civilians in desperate situations. A new theory emerged a few days ago: the ancient god also has a saving and fighting side, and it gave these two abilities to a legendary hero.

Mu Xingqiu's name quickly spread to every corner of Fuhai City. As a fellow villager and good friend of Mu Xingqiu, Shen Xiuming has told curious people many times about those adventurous past events, some of which he personally participated in, and some of which he I've heard it too, but the details are more accurate.

"Of course there is Mu Xingqiu. I grew up with him and have seen all the miracles he performed. If you haven't heard of his name, you should have heard of the song "The General's Journey", right?" Shen Xiuming is very familiar with it. Know how to tell a great story.

The recruits held the idol tighter.

Shen Xiuming continued speaking steadily, but he was thinking in his heart that the soldiers worshiped the ancient gods and Mu Xingqiu more than they trusted the Talisman Master. Is this a good thing?

Hundreds of talisman light balls flew to the battlefield in the distance. Everyone turned their eyes and Shen Xiuming shut up in time.

In the red clouds, the ball of light exploded, emitting a dazzling white light, like a string of neatly arranged pearls. The light gradually grew stronger and finally connected together, like a giant dragon across the sky. The long-awaited thunder finally came. Coming, from far to near, from weak to strong, like an endless stream, the simple outpost trembled slightly, and the face of the sentry above gradually changed color.

Amidst the roar, the warning from the paper bird became inaudible. Shen Xiuming was the first to hear it. He immediately grabbed the crossbow that had been prepared beside him and roared loudly, but the sound was not heard at all. The recruits only reacted after seeing his actions.

A few dozen steps away, a paper bird was screaming and flying up and down. Another paper bird came quickly, emitting a ball of light a hundred steps in diameter. It was not very strong, but it was enough to illuminate the abnormalities on the ground.

There was originally a forest nearby. In order to prevent the sacrifice of the country from planting demonic trees, all of them were cut down. A pile of soil was quickly turning in the direction of Fuhai City.

Shen Xiuming fired the first arrow, and several other recruits followed suit. Several outposts at the horns of each other finally heard the warning and all attacked the soil.

The crossbows are all blessed with talismans and are extremely powerful. The arrows they shoot go deep into the ground. Although only a few arrows hit the target after one round, the damage caused is considerable.

The upturned soil rose into the sky like spring water, and at least twenty monsters jumped out from it, rushing eastward. Their purpose was not to destroy the outpost, but to destroy the ordnance under construction.

It was the first time for the recruits to fight against the demon clan, and it was also the first time to test the results of more than ten days of training. Their hands and feet were a little awkward, and they even made mistakes in simple actions such as delivering the crossbow.

A powerful crossbow almost fell, but Shen Xiuming caught it with one hand and fired it at the retreating demon clan. At the same time, he cursed "idiot" at the missed recruit.

Ten demons were shot and fell to the ground, and a dozen more burrowed into the ground again and fled in a fan shape.

Shen Xiuming jumped over the barrier of the guard post, rolled over on the ground, stood up, and drew his sword to chase the demon clan. He saw that this was a large-scale infiltration. There were monsters emerging from the ground and burrowing in from far and near. The warnings issued by the talismans had already sounded loudly, overwhelming the roar from the distance.

There are also guards guarding the rear, but they are mainly civilians working. The more monsters that pass through the forward posts, the greater the pressure on the rear, and the more civilians will die and the ordnance will be destroyed.

Shen Xiuming chased after him desperately, regardless of whether his body of 1,780 kilograms could bear it. He caught up with a small moving mound. It looked like it was only the size of a fist, but underneath it was hiding a complete demon clan. , not much smaller than him.

The long knife stabbed in, and a stream of blood spurted out. There was also a bone sword, which hit Shen Xiuming in the chest. He let go of the handle of the knife, took a few steps back and plopped down on the ground. Then he saw a large number of sentries running past, holding hands Chase down the monsters underground with swords and guns.

He was so anxious that he forgot that the army had already made arrangements for this situation. The soldiers at the lower level of the post were responsible for chasing the fish that slipped through the net, while the sentry at the upper level should continue to be vigilant and there was no need to jump down.

Shen Xiuming got up and found that he was not seriously injured. The Fu Lu breastplate seemed to be very useful, blocking the demon soldier's bone sword.

He walked back to the upper level of the post and found that several recruits had taken off their helmets and were looking at him with admiration.

"What for?" Shen Xiuming said angrily, feeling ashamed of the stupid mistake he had made, but he still claimed to be a veteran to teach others his experience.

"Chief, you killed a demon with your own hands." A recruit said excitedly. Although more demons were destroyed with crossbows, the feeling was completely different.

Shen Xiuming suddenly remembered that it was his wish before the war to kill at least one demon soldier with his own hands. He also took off his helmet and grinned. Then he realized that he had not brought back his sword, but it didn't matter. There were still weapons on the lower level. .

A recruit pointed at Shen Xiuming's chest with a look of surprise on his face, "Your statue..."

Shen Xiuming looked down and realized that only the upper half of his little statue was left. It turned out that it was not just the Talisman Armor that blocked the demon clan's bone sword, but also the statue.

The roar suddenly stopped, and the battle on the horizon continued. The red scene was gone forever, and the white light had gained a firm foothold.

"The ancient god saved me." Shen Xiu Mingyue was a little excited, "Mu Xingqiu... is helping me!"