Exorcism

Talisman master Liu Jieyi took off his robe, took off his triple crown, put on the armor of the Yellow Talisman Army, and stood with ordinary soldiers, but what he held in his hands was not a sword or a gun, but a bronze talisman in his left hand and a stack of talismans in his right hand. Paper charm.

Only the older and more powerful Talisman Masters are qualified to engage in long-range combat with the magicians. More than 30,000 low-level Talisman Masters are organized into various teams. Their duty is to provide the last line of spell protection for ordinary soldiers. This is definitely an unconventional tactic. The Talisman Master's ability to protect himself in close combat is very poor. After sacrificing the Talisman, he is almost like a lamb to be slaughtered.

But they still obeyed the order and put on unfamiliar armor. All the young and middle-aged men in Fuhai City took up arms. Some of them were even refugees who had just arrived last night and had not yet had a hot meal or a good night's sleep. When they fell asleep, they had to say goodbye to their loved ones. The Talisman Masters could not find any reason to hide in the city and wait for the outcome of the war.

Liu Zaiyi volunteered to participate in the war. He didn't feel any injustice at all. He was a little nervous. That was because he came into contact with the precious bronze talisman for the first time and could feel something jumping inside, like someone who was used to riding a bad horse. A man suddenly sits on the back of a thousand-mile horse, his arms stiff, fearing that the horse will rush out if he exerts a little more force.

Commander Shen Xiuming noticed the Fu Lu Master's emotions and nodded to him. His face was covered by his heavy helmet. The two could only communicate with their eyes. They were about to fight side by side, but neither of them asked each other's name, because when the battle came, Afterwards, this may not make any sense.

Liu Zaiyi also nodded. He wanted to protect the ten soldiers around him and entrust his life to them. This was a wonderful comrade-in-arms relationship. It was completely different from ordinary friendship and friendship. Calmness and panic, Bravery and cowardice are at war in everyone. The best friend in peacetime may not be the most reliable comrade on the battlefield. A look or an inadvertent move from a stranger can make a veteran trust his life.

Shi Chang and Fu Lu Master reached a "contract" on the battlefield.

When the bust of King Sacrifice appeared in the distance, panic and cowardice took over. The light from the statue on the chest defeated them, and calmness and bravery returned.

The first group of 50,000 infantrymen marched into the battlefield to face the enemy on the opposite side. Shen Xiuming and Liu Zaiyi were among them.

Due to the relatively large number of recruits, in order to prevent the formation from prematurely dispersing, these 50,000 people only advanced at a normal walking speed, without running or even raising their weapons. The enemy on the opposite side seems far away, as if you can't encounter it even if you walk for a day, but the soldiers have been notified in advance that at a certain time and place, they will be suddenly teleported in front of the enemy and directly fight with death.

The spells above the head fly faster, one round after another. If it were not a life and death crisis, such a scene would be very eye-catching. Light, smoke, fog, air and metal, wood, water, fire and earth are mixed together. Together, but in an orderly manner, many spells are as gorgeous as fireworks, making people even doubt whether they are lethal.

When the talisman magic meets a large number of sorcery more than ten miles away, no one will doubt it anymore.

The soldiers tried not to raise their heads, but the distant scenes naturally came into view. Explosions, sparks, shaking, sky collapse, ground cracking... all kinds of destructive scenes came one after another. From then on, the Fu Lu Master accompanying the army began to sacrifice. Talisman to protect the soldiers' eyes and ears.

As for the hearts of the soldiers, they were left to the statues. Their light was gradually weakening, but no one paid special attention to it. They strictly abided by the reminders they received before the war, and only stared ahead, without raising their heads or looking around.

The smoke formed by the battle between spells and sorcery obscured the middle of the battlefield and blocked the demon soldiers rushing from the opposite side. The human soldiers advancing on foot had the illusion that they were not walking towards the living demons, but walking into a road. In a river formed purely of light, shadow and sound, what flows in the river is not water, only death itself.

The ground was shaking. It was the monks and the magicians fighting underground. Pieces of sharp stalagmites suddenly appeared dozens of steps ahead, followed by a hot wind that seemed to be carrying fire... The soldiers took every step. It was extremely difficult. They knew they had to move forward, but seeing that there was no way forward, it was really difficult to maintain a strong fighting spirit.

The eagle eye flying talisman and the messenger flying talisman floated in the air like snowflakes. Hundreds of the accompanying talisman masters, including Liu Jieyi, received orders to sacrifice the bronze talismans.

The bronze talisman transformed into a tiger shape and jumped out of his hand. Liu Zaiyi was hit by the force of the repulsion and leaned back, almost falling. He was pushed back by the soldiers in the back row. He blushed a little and took the next few steps. Must be larger.

Dozens of tigers fell to the ground and turned into a strong wind blowing across the battlefield, blowing out the fire wind, breaking the stalagmites, and opening a way for the soldiers to move forward.

Liu Zaiyi breathed a sigh of relief. His biggest fear was that he would die as soon as he entered the battlefield and would not even have the chance to sacrifice the bronze talisman. That was a talisman that many talisman masters might never touch in their lifetime. With his free left hand, he took out seven paper charms and clamped them between his fingers. This required a bit of skill, and he had practiced it for a long time.

Shen Xiuming's footsteps became heavier and heavier. He knew very well that this was just the beginning of the battle. The most important duty of the first batch of 50,000 soldiers was to test, and it was probably a test that would never come back.

"Let me see the demon soldiers..." Shen Xiuming whispered to himself, scanning both sides with his peripheral vision, trying to stay in line with everyone. He could feel that the already unpleasant traveling speed was slowing down. This was not anyone's idea or Whose fault is it, but a choice made by chance, as if this will lead to death later.

The fighting in the middle of the battlefield continued, becoming more and more fierce. The dust stirred up by the explosion was hundreds of feet high, but not many people paid attention to this scene. Hundreds of hill-like boulders were rolling towards the soldiers, and the bunkers at the rear were The monks inside tried their best to neutralize the attack, so a burst of flame or a column of water would suddenly burst out from the ground, smashing the boulders into pieces.

There were fewer and fewer cobblestones, but they were not completely wiped out. There were still a dozen pieces rolling in front of the military formation.

The talisman masters accompanying the army no longer had to wait for orders from the rear, especially the talisman masters who were the first to bear the brunt. They shook their hands and kept sacrificing talismans.

The last dozen or so boulders were also destroyed. At this time, the value of experience and care was reflected. The cautious Talisman masters did not stop sacrificing talismans and continued to cast spells to protect themselves. The soldiers also raised their shields, but the careless thought they were in danger. It was over, and just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was hit by a flying pebble.

Each stone is like a red-hot charcoal, which can penetrate the talisman and armor in an instant. The people inside are wailing and screaming, but it is of no use.

The strange thing is that when death does come, the entire team's forward speed involuntarily speeds up. Everyone can't wait to escape from this area controlled by magic, eager to fight with real flesh and blood.

The air is safe for the time being. Spells and sorcery are at loggerheads in the middle of the battlefield. No one can cross the line. However, the threat underground is getting bigger and bigger. Flames are constantly spraying out, rocks are being crushed, and strong winds are sweeping... Bunker monk He and the Fu Lu Master who accompanied the army stopped most of the attacks, but some magic spells still slipped through the net and fell on the soldiers, killing more than a hundred people each time.

Liu Jieyi felt his legs were heavy and his hands were shaking. He had used up all his talismans. He carried more than a hundred talismans with him, and even before he saw the demon soldiers, he had already sacrificed them all. There was not a single one left. This feeling was like walking into a tiger's den with his hands tied.

Liu Jieyi hurriedly pulled out his long sword, feeling a little more at ease, and nodded gratefully to She Chang.

Some people couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed on the battlefield. The veterans in the last row kicked and kicked them, forcing some people to return to the team. Some people refused to move no matter what, and were left in place. After a while, the demon Techniques poured out from the ground, and no one could stop them.

This journey was so long that Shen Xiuming began to suspect that it would never end. The entire team would be swallowed up by the magic, and nothing would be left in the end.

In a battlefield controlled by magic and sorcery, what is the significance of ordinary human beings?

This thought flashed past, and Shen Xiuming was relieved quickly. He still remembered that when he was in Duanliu City, the magic protection on the human side was much weaker than it is now. Many soldiers died of sorcery inexplicably, but the surviving ones People still have to move on, because sorcery and magic can only kill, but cannot occupy. If you want to win a war, you must occupy the opponent's position.

"Stop!" The paper talisman flying in the air shouted a human voice.

The soldiers understood what this meant, and immediately stopped, raised their swords, and made an offensive gesture. At this time, except for the endless sorcery, there were no other enemies in front of them.

In mid-air, three thousand paper symbols burned simultaneously, and on the ground, tens of thousands of soldiers disappeared.

This is an overall teleportation that allows the soldiers to cross the most dangerous areas. Not only does it consume a lot of talismans, but there are also many valuable magic weapons buried underground in advance.

Shen Xiuming's vision went dark, and then he felt a burst of suffocation. It was short-lived, but it was quite uncomfortable. When the darkness disappeared, he immediately took a deep breath, and then saw a large number of demon soldiers a hundred steps away.

They were regular demon soldiers from the Kingdom of Sacrifice. They were all half-demon similar to humans. They wore iron armor and the weapons in their hands were also swords and guns.

Both sides were stunned for a while and quickly assessed the situation at hand. Huang Fujun found that they had crossed the middle fighting zone, which meant that the human side had a slight upper hand.

Soldiers should not look back, but Talisman Master Liu Jieyi could not control the curiosity in his heart. He turned around and took a look. All the fighting in the air and underground had come to an end. The smoke had not dissipated, but the light and electricity no longer flickered. Only the flames were still burning... …He can no longer see the human camp.

Fighting was so simple, and death was so direct. Liu Jieyi turned around and raised the long sword in his hand, no longer thinking that he was a talisman master.

Like all soldiers, he is a survivor facing death.

Humans and half-demon simultaneously let out vitality-filled shouts and stepped forward to charge.