Sha Po Lang

The old soldier who was in charge of the city defense today was surnamed Wang. He spent most of his life in Yanhui City. He liked to drink a little wine when he had nothing to do.

I don't know if it's true or not, but it's not impossible—Old Hou Ye is also a human being, and he has to eat and drink, and he always has a fire cooker with him.

But no matter how out of tune, Old Wang didn't dare to drink on the day Juyuan came back. The officers had to line up one by one, and everyone was afraid of making a mistake and being embarrassing.

It's a pity, what to be afraid of, this day is doomed not to be peaceful.

The old Wang looked up at the long alarm whistle rising into the sky, and roared hysterically: "Which urinating bastard doesn't care about the day, wants to get drunk and go crazy to your mother-in-law's kang, what kind of alarm whistle is there? Do you really use the old man as a diamond monkey?"

At the end of the dark river there is a big pond waiting to welcome the giant kite. It is surrounded by an iron fence. The iron fence has been half opened. The soldiers who pulled the iron bolt were frightened by the sudden alarm whistle and did not know what happened. , suddenly didn't dare to move again, and stuck the iron bolt again, so the big iron gate was half-opened and half-closed indecently, as if with a big gaping mouth, which just stuck the giant kite's protruding dragon head .

The soldiers who were waiting to unload Ziliujin from the big ship were already waiting in line, but at this moment they all looked back inexplicably. Baihu, who was in charge of carrying the luggage, took out a small copper roar from his arms, and directed at the little soldier who was putting the iron bars. He shouted: "What are you daydreaming about? The giant kite is stuck, I can't see it!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a cluster of scorching flames suddenly erupted on the deck of the giant kite, and a huge white mist burst out with a "woo", and a steel arrow as thick as an arm rushed into the sky savagely. He blocked the ground and shot the siren whistle that screamed and screamed in the air.

The siren whistle shut its mouth in a flash, paused for a moment in the air, and fell straight down. There was silence around it first, and then the pot exploded with a "boom".

"White Rainbow Arrow!"

"What's going on? Who activated Baihong? Are the people on board crazy?"

"Rebellion! What is this for?"

"White Rainbow" is a huge mechanical bow. The bow is seven feet long when it is fully stretched. Only a giant like a giant kite can fit it. Of course, such a terrifying weapon cannot be driven by human power. The box is filled with a long bow and shot out with an arrow, it can pierce a city gate several feet wide.

I heard that when the giant kites slid across the sky and the white rainbows fell one after another, the ground seemed to be punished by heaven, even heavy armor was irresistible.

The change happened so suddenly, Lao Wang snatched a "clairvoyance", stretched his neck into an old turtle, and murmured: "Hey, it's the middle of winter... this can't be played anymore, hurry up! Report to Mr. Guo and Lu!" Captain, hurry up!"

Before he finished speaking, the fire wings that had been extinguished on the giant kite lit up in unison, and the burning Ziliujin lacked preheating, so it let out a roar with the sound of explosion. The giant kite was like a monster waking up. .

Lao Wang saw the giant kite's deck turned over from his clairvoyant eyes, and a row of soldiers in heavy armor lined up densely. The heavy armor shone like waves on the surface of a river, and one could feel the silent sense of oppression from a long distance away.

The leader pushed away the heavy armor mask, revealing a face full of scars.

Lao Wang was startled - this is a strange face, how did it get mixed up with the giant kite?

Scarface suddenly smiled, raised his head to the sky and roared, the howling sound could pierce the roar of the machine, the sound was like howling wolves, all the warriors in heavy armor behind him made the same movements as him, howling wolves one after another, like It's a pack of hungry wolves that have hung around for a whole winter, baring their deadly fangs greedily.

Someone among the crowd chasing the giant kite to watch the excitement burst out, "Barbarian!"

This stabbed a hornet's nest.

People from more than a dozen surrounding cities and villages gathered here, men, women, old and young, all of them turned into kicked goats, and fled in panic. All the war horses were neighed by them.

Lao Wang jumped up to the watchtower of the city tower, drew out the spear at his waist, and raised his hand to stab the "golden box" on the top of the tower.He knew that the golden box contained the purple gold used for the ever-burning lamp. If he was lucky and ignited properly, the top of the watchtower could be used as an alarm post to blow up into the sky.

The veteran who had spent his whole life blowing leather pierced a corner of the golden box with a gun, and the choking purple gold poured out. He tremblingly pulled out the fire pocket from his arms.Amidst the howling of wolves all over the sky, a few sparks were thrown out one by one by the Huozhezi, and they were stuffed into the golden box by those old hands.

Half of the Ziliujin in the gold box was sprinkled, and the remaining half immediately burned violently after being touched by the open flame. The ventilation hole of the lighthouse was blocked, and only a few traces of steam were coughed out, and it was about to explode——

The next moment, another white rainbow arrow rushed up with the momentum of penetrating the sun, and it was nailed to the old king's chest. After a loud noise, the tower collapsed from the height, and the rubble rolled to the ground, and all the officers, soldiers and civilians on the ground ran away.

At the same time, the flaming golden box on the spire finally rushed into the sky screaming, the ominous purple light flashed past, and exploded into a huge firework in mid-air, lighting up half of the city.

The messenger behind the copper roar didn't react until then, and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack—the barbarians attack—"

The giant kite controlled by the barbarians rose slowly from the ground, and the urging white rainbow arrows rained down like raindrops.

The people ran for their lives like headless flies. The 36 light armored cavalry of the city guard roared past the bluestone slabs that were not completely closed.

The city is full of fireworks.

I saw the Ziliujin carrier cabin on the giant kite open wide, and countless northern barbarians descended from the sky amidst the howling of wolves.

The wolves roared, and the long street was covered with blood—all messed up.

The man with the scarred face on the giant kite leaped, and the steam from under the steel armor spurted violently, bouncing him more than three feet high, and leaping onto a war horse, which couldn't bear the heavy armor at all. With a press, there was a long hiss, and the front legs and knees snapped off. The knight on the horse didn't have time to react before the barbarian grabbed his throat and bit down hard.

The barbarian raised his head abruptly, and bit off a piece of the knight's throat, blood gushed out like oil, and the knight returned to the west without even a scream.

Scarface laughed loudly, like an evil ghost born of carrion, swallowed the bitten off human flesh in two bites, suddenly bit his lips and whistled, and four or five barbarians in heavy armor came out in response, tightly Standing next to him, he quickly passed the street that had become a human asura field, and went straight to the direction of Xu Baihu's house.

Armor in the army is divided into two layers: "light" and "heavy". Light armor is worn by cavalry and can only carry a small amount of power. Most of it relies on human and animal power, but it is light.

Heavy armor is not a concept at all. A respectable armor is as tall as two adult men, carrying a "golden box" on its back, and purple gold flows through the joints and limbs. Its feet can travel thousands of miles, and its arms can swing for hundreds of miles. A big sword with a heavy weight, and even a short cannon on the side of the waist, can sweep thousands of troops with respect to armor.

If there are heavy armored soldiers, cavalry, infantry and sailors...all of them are not needed at first, but there is no way, heavy armor is too expensive, and a box of Ziliujin can be burned in three to five hours, which is about two years in the long light on the watchtower Ziliujin is the lifeblood of a country, and a tael of gold on the black market may not be able to buy a tael of Ziliujin mixed with [-]% to [-]% impurities.

Even in such a vast country, there is only one team that can afford to be fully armored - the Xuantie Battalion of Anding Hou Gu Yun.

Where did these barbarians get so much armor?

The soldiers who died in vain have no way to think.

The old cook who staggered out of Xu's house happened to bump into these evil stars, and before she could even say a word, she was stuck on the wall.

The scarred barbarian drove straight into the inner courtyard and shouted, "Hugel! Hugel!"

"Hugel"—Xiuniang, of course it was impossible to answer him.

The carved wooden door was kicked open by the heavy-armored knight, and the door hinge broke with a scream, and the door crashed down.

The barbarian's invincible footsteps finally stopped, and he stood in front of the door of the woman's embroidery room in a daze.

The faint scent of incense has not dissipated, the room is still dimly lit, the long fringed shadows on the hanging bed curtain are scattered on the ground, the dressing table has been cleaned up, and there is still an open box of rouge in the corner .

A young man was kneeling in front of the bed with his back facing them, and there was a shadowy figure on the bed... It seemed to be a person lying there.

When the young man Chang Geng heard such a loud noise, he turned his head instinctively, and saw a group of terrifying barbarians broke into his house in broad daylight, but he didn't feel much shock in his heart. Instead, he suddenly realized why Xiuniang had to die. up.

The fact that these barbarians were able to enter the city must have something to do with Xiuniang. Xu Baihu is still on Juyuan, perhaps because she has connections with foreign countries, she has already been killed by the barbarians. The only man who treats her well.

Chang Geng glanced at those barbarians indifferently, then turned his head, and kowtowed to the woman on the bed, as repayment for her vacillating grace of not killing for many years, and then he made a clean break with this dead man.

After kowtowing, he stood up and turned to face the heavily armored warrior at the door.

He is heavily armored like a mountain, he is a young man with a mortal body, in the midst of this, he is like a mayfly about to reach out to shake a big tree, it seems that he should be afraid of course, but no - Chang Geng is not so self-righteous that he thinks that he can fight against these mountains alone The barbarian also knew that he was doomed in all likelihood, but he was strangely not afraid.

Maybe all his fears were over the moment he heard that "Shen Shiliu" had hidden secrets about his identity.

The barbarian with the scarred face stared at him, and suddenly remembered something, and his expression suddenly became grim: "Where's Hugel?"

Chang Geng's gaze stayed on his face for a moment, and he said, "I remember you, you were the one who lured wolves to attack me in the snow last winter."

A northern man in heavy armor wanted to grab him, but the man with the scar raised his hand to stop him.

Scarface lowered his head, bent down a little clumsily, stared at the young man in front of him who was not close to the chest of the steel armor, and asked again in strange Chinese: "I ask you, Hugel, Hugh... Where is Xiu Niang?"

Chang Geng: "Dead."

He held the iron wrist buckle on his wrist, and took a wrong step to the side, revealing the silent corpse on the bed. There was a thin trace of black blood at the corner of Xiuniang's mouth, and her face was as white as a poisonous residual flower.

A few barbarians in the yard wailed and knelt down.

Scarface looked a little dazed for a moment, and he slowly walked into Xiuniang's embroidery room. Although his movements appeared to be cautious, the ground was still stepped on with thin cracks by the heavy armor.

The barbarian walked to the window, stretched out his hand to support the big carved bed, but withdrew his hand halfway, as if he was afraid that the bedpost would collapse.

He bent down the waist wrapped in the heavy armor, and the white air behind him diffused in the small bedroom, and the purple gold on the heavy armor was burning quietly, making a sound of "wheeze, wheeze", like a dying animal.

The beast touched the woman's face lightly.

Feel a cool.

The scar barbarian suddenly yelled, like a wolf who lost his lover. The next moment, the heavy armor in front of the bed turned at a speed invisible to the human eye, and the churning white air gushed out hysterically. A mechanical His big hand stretched out from the middle, he clenched his hand, and grabbed Chang Geng.

Chang Geng's feet left the ground, his back suddenly felt a sharp pain, his internal organs were knocked upside down, and he was slammed against the wall by the barbarian.

The wall was cracked.

Chang Geng couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, and the coefficient sprayed on the scarred barbarian's iron arm.

He lowered his head with difficulty and met those murderous eyes.

It was the first time Chang Geng saw such eyes, and there seemed to be a heavy smell of rust in his eyes.

However, for some reason, in such a situation where there was such a huge disparity between strength and weakness, he suddenly felt a sense of war, and his eyes did not flinch, and he stared fiercely at the barbarian in front of him.