Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2158 Strength
There is only one uprising in Suiye City, and it will inevitably be surrounded and suppressed by various forces, but what if the flames of resistance bloom everywhere in the land of Xirong?

"Unite..."

Ding San knelt on the ground, feeling dizzy.

"Why? Isn't what I said was your original plan?"

Ying Baoyue frowned, "Don't tell me, your original plan was to kill all the nobles in a city."

What's the difference between that and Village Head Fighting?
Xirong is not a separatist force, and occupying only one city has no effect on the overall situation, and it is even painless to the high-level Xirong.

Once a city is occupied, reinforcements will be dispatched from nearby cities to take it back. Ding San and the others are left alone and will be wiped out.

There is only one way to survive, and that is to let the flames of war ignite in the whole land of Xirong, and other cities and other feudal states have no time to care about them. The strength of the rebel army gathers city by city, tribe by tribe, and finally condenses into an army that is strong enough to challenge the White Wolf King Court. the power of.

Ying Baoyue speculated that this should also be the original plan designed by the remnants of the Black Tiger Army.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

There should be less than a hundred people hidden in the Black Tiger Army hidden on the Xirong Grassland, but if these hundred people are scattered to different tribes, it will be hundreds of cities and hundreds of tribes.

Baili Celing and the others should have originally planned to spend at least ten years for the Black Tiger Army to develop their forces in their respective regions, and then pick a suitable time to revolt together, and the four places gathered to respond, causing a fatal blow to the entire upper class of the Xirong nobles .

This plan is ambitious, but it is very difficult and time-consuming to implement.

It's not easy to instigate a city with one person's power.

In the actual process, Ying Baoyue knew that many accidents would definitely happen.There should be only a few people who are almost successful like Ding San, and most cities should not be ready yet.

This is what Baili Cering meant by "the time has not come".

Ding San's first horn blowing was really too early.

But Ying Baoyue could understand his mood.According to Li Zongzheng, one of the Black Tigers has been folded, leaving only the last one.

If another accident happened to Baili Celing, the hidden stakes stranded in Xirong would be completely leaderless, and they would not be far from being wiped out.

Ding San and the others must save Baili Cering's life at all costs, and ensure that he will not be discovered by the monastery, even at the cost of sacrificing a city of slaves.

But the result of this is that the slaves in other cities are likely to no longer listen to the command of the Black Tiger Army.

"We didn't just target one city..."

Facing Ying Baoyue's questioning, Ding San said immediately, but his voice gradually became lower and lower.

Of course, the Black Tiger Army doesn't just want to occupy a city and become the king of the mountain.Although the number of their deaths and injuries has dropped sharply to less than 100 over the years, they have an almost crazy dream.

That is to kill the White Wolf King and avenge the Master of the State Teacher.

To overthrow the White Wolf King, you need to gather the strength of all Xirong.

In the beginning, their plan was as Ying Baoyue said, that many cities would launch an uprising at the same time, and then gather together and go south to capture the White Wolf King's Court.

It's just that their plan was originally expected to take more than ten years, but now it's only seven years, and half of the time has not arrived.

Ding San glanced at the young slaves around him, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

He originally planned to train each of them to become a practitioner of the Divine Dance Realm, at least to become a sixth-level practitioner.But now due to lack of time, the most talented of them has only reached the eighth rank.

In such a state, if he meets a slightly stronger Xirong cavalry, he will be easily beheaded by the sword.

But each of them is his hard work!
Seeing Ying Baoyue's suspicious eyes, Ding San clenched his teeth.

"Of course we are going to gather all the people in the city, but now..."

"It's not time, is it?"

Ying Baoyue took his words, "But I also said, since you have shot the first arrow, there is no turning back."

"But I'm not going to get out of here alive!"

Ding San finally yelled angrily, "I will not be among the king-hunting army in the future!"

Nor would there be these slaves he brought out today.

There is nothing wrong with him breaking their master plan ahead of time, but he will not ask any companion for help, he is only going to fend for himself in this city.

When he received the news from Li Zongzheng, he had already made up his mind.

Isn't that okay?

"No," Ying Baoyue heard his muttering, and said flatly.

Ding San widened his eyes.

"We don't have many people on the Xirong Grassland, and everyone must be there."

Ying Baoyue brought the wolf-head necklace back around her neck, "Since you've already started to scare the snake, let's start planning in advance."

Ding San's mood can no longer be described in astonishment, "But..."

"The time is indeed immature. You expected to complete this matter in more than ten years, which is safe."

But everything is a plan that cannot keep up with changes.

"It's not all bad things from now on." Ying Baoyue took a deep breath. "It's true that there is too little time to prepare for the uprising now, but we will have an excellent support for the uprising now."

"Help?"

Ding San was stunned, "What help?"

Ying Baoyue didn't speak. At this moment, there was a creaking sound not far from the crowd. It was the sound of bowstrings being drawn.

"Oops!"

Ding San's complexion changed, Xu realized that there was no movement outside, the door of the elder's house, which had been closed all the time, opened a crack, and several sharp arrows shot out from the crack!
The long-tipped bows and arrows unique to the Xirong people are extremely fast. Ding San just wanted to call Manzi, but the words were still on the tip of his tongue, and it was too late.

Whoosh whoosh!
Countless sharp arrows were thrown at the defenseless slaves, and they didn't even have time to dodge.

Ding San's eyes were shattered, and he regretted that he had let down his vigilance. He jumped up from the ground like a hen protecting its cubs, waving his dagger to block those arrows.

But the dagger was too short to reach at all.

Ding San seemed to be able to hear mournful screams coming from the crowd, but the next moment, those voices did not sound.

"what is that?"

There was finally a cry among the slaves, but it wasn't a scream.

Ding San stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

A wall of water more than ten feet high lay in front of everyone. Once the feather arrows hit it, it would be like falling into a quagmire. Countless arrows circled in the transparent water wall, crashing and falling to the ground one after another.

The huge wall of water shone brightly in the sunlight. Many Xirong people who lived deep in the desert had never seen so much water in their entire lives. Looking at the wall of water, some elders even knelt down.

"Heaven... Tianhe!"

Tianhe?

No, this is not a river made by God, but a river brought by a man.

Ying Baoyue turned her back to the gate of the elders' house, but behind her, a wide stream of water rose up like a waterfall, blocking all the feather arrows.

Ding Sanding looked at the girl standing in front of the water wall, his eyes were full of shock.

Is this the top water mage?

He had also seen water mages construct a water curtain in this way on the battlefield to resist flow arrows, but that was on a battlefield with sufficient water.

In the middle of the desert, it is simply incredible that one person can gather so many streams of water.

(End of this chapter)