Vol 8 Chapter 20: Hundreds and Thousands, Thousands and Thousands
After the gold on the surface of the golden pillar melted, a very special metal was exposed inside. The black metal glowed green in the Jiuwei Zhenhuo, just like Sanniang's claws.
Lian Youyou was not afraid of the high temperature and flames at this time, and directly approached the huge flaming mountain. The billowing heat lifted up her hair, and the blazing flames stretched their teeth and claws around her, but they couldn't hurt her at all, just like the flames here It's just a decoration, the high temperature that can melt gold in an instant is just an illusion.
Lian Youyou reached out and directly held the metal pillar in the flames, and suddenly began to rub her hands quickly, and the hard metal pillar began to become thinner and thinner during her rapid rubbing. When it felt that the thickness was about the same as a sword, Lian Youyou measured the length, and then continued to knead quickly in the middle.
The middle of the metal was almost as thick as a steel needle during Lian Youyou's rubbing, so she held the two ends of the slender part and broke it hard, but it didn't move!
"I'll go, it's so hard!" Lian Youyou rolled her eyes, "This green star metal is really hard enough!" She let go of the metal and took a deep breath, as if brewing some internal strength, before pulling out the metal, and then The most delicate part hit his knee hard.
"Crack!" The needle-thin part was finally broken!
"Huh." Lianyou breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to burn the broken metal in the fire. When it felt a little soft, she bent the slender root and bent it into a nice handle, showing her satisfaction. smile. She did the same with the other one, and two green metal swords were formed in the blink of an eye in the blue flames.
She placed the two swords in the melted eggshell, as if to gild them. The shape of the two swords is very unique, like a sword but a little round, like a needle but with a blade.
Lian Youyou also liked it more and more, and began to draw patterns on the sword body. But slowly, she lost her patience, drew a random smiling face and threw it aside, and then began to smear melted eggshells on Yuchifeng and his weapons.
There are more than two hundred weapons, and it takes time to wipe them. She has no patience, and she has to spread butter here like buttering bread. The smell is pungent and disgusting.
Lian Youyou swung her arms, and immediately, a long white ribbon flew out of her sleeve, wrapped around the iron swords on the ground, and flung them into the flames. Before the iron sword was almost burned, the liquid from the eggshell was smeared, and the black liquid solidified when the iron sword left the flame, and the bright iron swords turned into black swords in an instant. Lian Youyou danced around her body.
Lian Youyou was just like the Nuwa Empress who was tired of being a human being at the end and whipped with a willow stick, she also swung the iron sword with a silk ribbon, speeding up.
In Lian Youyou's swing, the ordinary sharp sword was upgraded and fell on the surrounding eggshells like rain. The sword of the eggshell that could not be cut was inserted into the eggshell instantly. Cool down slowly.
The moon has entered the mid-heaven, but the mountain is still as bright as day. One by one torches illuminate the foot of the mountain, and a long, deep ditch surrounding the entire foot of the mountain has gradually taken shape, with more people and more power.
The mountain people planted the animal heads or corpses of Taotie beside the deep ditch, like setting up banners one by one, telling themselves to avenge the bloodstains of their clansmen. This confidence has turned into infinite strength, allowing them to dig holes even though their hands are sore!
Fat Buddha's cauldron flew over them and saved another cottage. One by one, they crawled out of Fat Buddha's pot in a daze, their legs limp and collapsed to the side, and the women hugged themselves tightly. Yes, staring blankly at the ground, her pale lips trembling all the time.
Lu Shi and the surviving women ran over one after another and brought them hot water and blankets.
Yu Chifeng saw the terrified expressions of the mountain people rescued by Fat Buddha, and knew that they should have been attacked by fierce beasts. But didn't Lian Youyou say that fierce beasts don't hurt people at night?
He immediately stepped forward to stop Fat Buddha who was about to pull someone back and asked, "Master Fat Buddha, what's going on? They were attacked by fierce beasts?" Yu Chifeng pointed to the blood stains on the survivors.
Fat Buddha clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, should we say they are lucky or unlucky? When the beast attacked their village, the sun was setting and they escaped."
Yu Chifeng nodded suddenly, and asked anxiously: "What about the other houses? Li's Village, Luo's Village, and those villages?"
Fat Buddha shook his head, bowed his head silently: "This Zhangjiazhai is the first surviving village we found. The villages on the hills along the way from Liangjiazhai to Zhangjiazhai are all..."
"Buzz!" Yuchifeng's brain buzzed, and he staggered a step.
"Amitabha, the good news is that the villages after Zhangjiazhai should not have been attacked by ferocious beasts. The major general has gone to inform them along the way, and I will rescue them one by one down the mountain." After Fat Buddha finished speaking, he sighed and flew up with the black pot. Fly quickly towards a little fire in the distance in the night, that is the mark left by the young wolf, telling him that there are still survivors there.
Yu Chifeng shook his head sadly in the night wind, it's all over... the villagers in those villages are all over... In this way, just an estimate, two thousand people were killed by ferocious beasts within half a day. And according to the characteristics of the fierce beasts that Lian Youyou said, the number of fierce beasts on the mountain now far exceeds the previous estimate of 500, and has exceeded 2,000.
At dawn, thousands of ferocious beasts came down from the mountain. The aura was absolutely like a raging flood, which made Yu Chifeng's heart tighten and his back felt cold.
"Husband." Lu Shi held Yu Chifeng's hand. The general's wife is not something ordinary women can do. They also need a lot of courage. When they are in trouble, they can be calm and calm, and become the strong backing of the general in fighting outside.
"We have Miss Lian, trust her, do what she asks us to do, and everything will be fine." Shi Lu held Yu Chifeng's hand tightly, showing a calm smile.
Yu Chifeng blushed a little in Lu Shi's smile: "I made my lady worry." Yu Chifeng calmed down, his eyes were shining with flames, and finally regained the confidence of being fearless and powerful on the battlefield.
The beacon fires in Liangzhou had already been burning brightly, and became more obvious at night. The small Songcheng, thousands of miles away, had actually seen the beacon fires in the afternoon. People panic.
The mountains in Liangzhou are rolling and rolling, so the beacon fire is lit on the top of the mountain, which is very conspicuous.
The soldiers who saw the beacon kept reporting Songcheng's guard Qian Zheng.
After Qian Zheng heard the report, he was also slightly surprised, and immediately stood on the tower to watch with binoculars. Sure enough, the beacon fires all over the mountains in Liangzhou were ignited, and the black flames swayed in the blue sky like black snakes.