lethal arsenal

Chapter 302

A rebellious face was reflected in the pool of blood, with eyebrows hanging upside down like tempered blades. He was holding a large bronze gun in his hand, and the gaps between his fingers were full of sticky blood.

A dozen of the black-robed and black-bearded cultists were strung together in a string, and were nailed to the broken wall by the Dragon Swallowing Blade's Guan Dao. Their stomachs were torn open, and their deaths were extremely tragic.

Lin Dong looked around and saw that all the cult members of the Peacock King Sect had been killed, and only a few of them were still struggling.

However, they were all surrounded and eliminated by generals at all levels under Zuo Zongtang.

A bearded man in black robes flew left and right among the soldiers, attacking at an extremely fast speed, his machete stained with blood.

When Lin Dong glanced away, the bearded man slashed the neck of a spearman with precision. The blade cut through half an inch of flesh and blood spattered.

Six or seven spears were stabbed at the same time. The bearded man drew his knife, hooked his waist, and evaded with smooth movements.

He twisted his legs and turned over, and the scimitar in his hand hit the spearhead with a clicking sound. He cut off the weapons of several Qing soldiers in a row, and scarlet blood spots flew everywhere.

Lin Dong was about to go over and kill this person who was at least a middle-level figure in the Peacock King Sect. At this time, a man rushed out of the Qing army camp and screamed strangely, "Thieves and rebels will die! Die!"

The man opened his mouth, and his throat and abdominal cavity suddenly swelled.

"Lion's Roar?"

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows. This was passed down from Mr. Zuo personally. Could it be his close associate?

hold head high!
The sound waves tore the eardrums, the air flow surged violently, the yellow sand flew, and the turf was torn into pieces.

The bearded man was hit head-on by a roar and flew backwards.

The surrounding soldiers showed pained expressions and retreated to the left and right.

But the bearded man had blood pouring from his mouth and ears. This wasn't over yet. Taking advantage of the moment when the bearded man's body became stiff, the general of the Qing court threw the rope ax in his hand and flew out with a sharp sound in the air. In the past, the bearded man was cut into two pieces at the waist, his internal organs fell to the ground, and the fishy smell spread, but these smells were insignificant in this bloody city.

Lin Dong looked intently, and saw that this general had a tiger nose and a wide mouth, and his face was red. He was wearing leather armor, and his arms were tightly knitted. As he looked around, he could see that he was a powerful man, and he looked like a hero.

"Haha, this brother has such great skills."

Lin Dong stepped forward and said, intending to get acquainted.

"I have met Lin Shaobao. How can filial piety and prestige be said to be courageous in front of Shaobao?"

"Shaobao, a man of steel and iron, with infinite power. One shot can instantly kill the Peacock King, and his fists can ward off evil spirits. Even Shi Dakai, who is said to be invincible in the world, died in Shaobao's hands. I am a martial artist, but I can count. What?"

The general spoke extremely humbly, cupping his hands and fists, and saluted Lin Dong.

Lin Dongting smiled happily.

He likes people who tell the truth and don't flatter others.

"Xiaowei? I've heard of you. It seems that you are Zuo Gong's eldest son? You are very good. You are really a tiger in the general's corps."

Lin Dong also complimented the other person, feeling that this boy was a bit friendly.

Zuo Xiaowei smiled awkwardly and looked around again.

"After these evil obstacles have been removed, I will invite Lin Shaobao to drink again."

Zuo Xiaowei said something and got busy again, helping the other soldiers kill the cultists.

Lin Dong's subordinates sent out all the killing soldiers.

He himself didn't bother to kill those minions anymore. He looked at the collapsed buildings in the city. During the war, camels fell into a pool of blood, and many Hu Shang died.

The leader of Hu Shang, who was covered in blood and looked haggard, straightened his robe and bowed to Lin Dou in a solemn manner.

"Thank you, General, for guarding me."

The caravan leader with a white beard said gratefully.

Lin Dong nodded slightly and said: "The entire Western Region is going to be in chaos. You can run as far as you can. Don't think about those goods. Only when a person is alive can he have everything."

After that, he ignored these merchants and common people and walked towards the Chinese army camp.

The blue dragon flag with a yellow background rustled in the wind. Zuo Zongtang was holding a pipe in his mouth, with light green smoke rising from the pipe.

"Each battalion should reorganize its armaments first. Gunfire is the most important. The scout team will expand the scope of investigation by two miles, and there will also be water sources..."

Zuo Zongtang ordered the generals while smoking.

"Green gunners, horses, and camels have the first priority for fodder. In addition, Jin Shun, you will lead a thousand soldiers and horses later, contact the tribe on the left, and ask them which side they stand on? It is the holy religion they claim to be." , or the imperial court? Those who obey will be given gold, and those who are disobedient, especially those chieftains from small tribes, will be punished. "

"promise."

Jin Shun cupped his fists and responded.

"Commander Zuo, now that the evildoers of the Peacock Cult have suffered a defeat and their morale is low, I think we should beat up the lost dog. It would be best to go straight to their lair and attack the Yellow Dragon."

Lin Dong walked slowly and quickly through the wounded soldiers' camp covered in blood, walked over and spoke loudly.

Zuo Zongtang raised his eyes coldly and looked directly at Lin Dong, "Now is not the time, let alone in this vast desert, how can we trace their traces?"

"These cultists are not people from one place or city, but the entire Western Region, thousands of slaves and civilians who are instigated by them and cannot survive."

"As for the main altar of the Peacock King Sect, it is extremely mysterious and even harder to find..."

Zuo Zongtang's analysis is of course absolutely correct, but Lin Dong has never had an enemy punch him without fighting back and just endure it.

After suffering a loss, how can this be Lin Dong's character if he doesn't try to make up for it?

"Their leader, Bo Che, was beaten to death by me. If I let him go now, wouldn't he come back again later?"

Lin Dong asked back.

"You have a way to find him?"

Zuo Zongtang looked over.

This fat old man actually has an extremely hot temper and never listens to nonsense.

"I……"

Lin Dong thought for a while, his words choked in his throat. The limit of the [Six Senses of the Frontier] is one mile. For this kind of super large war, this distance is not as good as that of a scout.

"Does Commander Zuo not have a capable person at his disposal?"

Lin Dong asked with a not so good expression on his face.

It is true that a lion's roar is powerful, but a lion's roar alone can wipe out the Yuanbu demon disaster that swept through several states and hundreds of counties that year?Lin Dong didn't believe it.

Besides, this Peacock King is probably Zuo Zongtang’s old rival.

They were all expelled back then, but now they can't be dealt with. Is this impossible?
Zuo Zongtang frowned, obviously thinking about something.

Lin Dong rolled his eyes and deliberately said, "Commander Zuo, what I want to do is to move the rook across thousands of miles on the chessboard, not the elephant to protect the commander's camp."

Zuo Zongtang silently put down his pipe and was about to say something.

A figure suddenly broke in.

"Lin Shaobao was joking. Of course he has the means. Otherwise, why would my father, the commander-in-chief, be in charge of the military affairs of the three armies?"

A young man with broad shoulders and a straight waist, holding a tiger-headed beast swallowing armguards, and wearing silver armor, broke into the middle of Lin Dong and Zuo Zongtang.

Zuo Zongtang frowned and scolded: "There are no rules."

The young and sturdy young general straightened his expression immediately.

"My lord coach, Lin Shaobao, I have a method that can detect an area thousands of miles away."

The young general bowed first, changed his words, and then slowly raised his head.

Lin Dong rolled his eyes, "You are..."

This man first called Zuo Zongtang his father, but then he called him his son.

However, he was so young, only fifteen or sixteen years old, and Zuo Zongtang was also cruel, dragging a half-grown boy onto the battlefield.

"I'm Zuo Xiaokuan, I've met Shaobao."

The young general said loudly.

"Young Master, please take a look."

Zuo Xiaokuan put his fingers into his mouth and blew the whistle suddenly. The sound waves spread and the sharp whistle pierced the sky.

Lin Dong looked up and saw a black dot under the blue sky, projected down at an extremely fast speed.

The black spot grew bigger and bigger, and turned out to be a mighty white falcon.

The white falcon swooped down like a bunch of arrows.

"This is your method?"

Lin Dong knew clearly. If an eagle could track him down, he might actually be able to find traces of Bo Che.

It would be completely suitable for the leader of the Peacock King Sect to refine it into a protector.

Zuo Zongtang stroked his beard and said: "Now that you have an idea in your mind, just give it a try."

Could Zuo Zongtang know his son's abilities?
The middle child in the family is a miscellaneous learner but not an expert.

In the war in the Western Region, the situation is complicated, and there are many good players among the evil ones.

Zuo Xiaokuan went to the class with his little tricks, which was undoubtedly asking for trouble... But in the end, Zuo Zongtang still agreed. As Lin Dong said, now is really a good opportunity. The cult leader Bo Che is injured, so he will not find a chance to kill him now. Done, should we wait for the other party to make a comeback?

"Thank you, coach."

Zuo Xiaokuan immediately said happily.

The young general didn't know how high the sky was, and he was worried that he wouldn't have the chance to make military exploits like his elder brother.

He couldn't wait to introduce it to Lin Dong: "Lin Shaobao, I have a skill. I can share the field of vision with General Feitian. I will definitely be able to detect the traces of the big devil of the Peacock Cult."

"it is good."

Lin Dong lowered his head and smiled, completely understanding the young man's eagerness to express himself.

Open the altar and start the law.

Smoke curls up into the sky.

Zuo Xiaokuan first took off his phoenix-wing tassel helmet, and then took off his green tiger beast swallowing arm guards. He joked to Lin Dong, "This is the only way to relax, it won't be so hot." After that, no more. Yan, perched on the highest point of Suzhou City, closed his eyes and concentrated, and his heart gradually entered a state of neither sadness nor joy.

The sun is offset by three points.

The white falcon hovering in the sky finally felt something.

There was a touch of greenness on Zuo Xiaokuan's face, and he silently recited a mantra.

Lin Dong couldn't hear the specific spell clearly.

……

"Dad, brother, can he do it? He has only learned a little bit about the magic of Longhu Mountain, and he has not become famous in martial arts. The Shinto school is even more difficult to settle down. He can't even come out of his shell. I heard some evil ways Experts have countermeasures against peeping, if..."

Zuo Xiaowei was interrupted by Zuo Zongtang midway through his words.

"That's enough. He chose his own path. If he wants to make meritorious deeds, he must give something in exchange. Otherwise, why would he be a general?"

"Everyone can bleed, everyone can die in battle, can't my son of the Zuo family? Not only may he die here, but so can you, and so can I! When you come to the Western Regions, don't even think about going back alive, be careful Determination to die and live another life.”

"You are his brother. You can protect him for a while, but you cannot protect him for a lifetime."

"This time, as long as he doesn't die, he will definitely be able to reach a higher place. I have already prepared the 'Ziwu Blood Building Pill'. Whether he can survive this time depends entirely on him."

Zuo Zongtang said coldly and sternly, his eyes like frost.

Zuo Xiaowei only felt desolate in his heart.

It is said that the Tian family is ruthless, but how much better can the general be?
If your father wants to make great achievements and benefit all people, he will definitely give up something, including his own life and the lives of his children.

Tweet!

With an eagle's cry, Zuo Xiaokuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyeballs densely covered with bloodshot eyes.

However, this is nothing. The most peculiar thing is that a pair of eyes turned into vertical pupils.

Vertical pupils are generally the eyes of predators.

A fierce and murderous aura burst out from Zuo Xiaokuan.

……

The gray khaki color filled the field of vision. Zuo Xiaokuan used the bird's vision to follow the path that the white peacock had previously flown, capturing the traces of Bo Chi.

From Suzhou to the Ile River Basin in the far north of the Western Region, it is two to three thousand miles back and forth. Even if there is no sandstorm, the white falcon has enough physical strength. It still has to flap its wings continuously for a day without stopping. It is possible to take over the whole territory.

Flying over the desolate sand mountains, passing by the cold-resistant thorns and shrubs.

Zuo Xiaokuan never gained anything.

The desert is not all barren. In fact, there are also various animals here. Even wolf cavalry is the main force cultivated by some tribes.

Wolves can survive, so it's conceivable that this area is not as barren as it appears.

He has a high nose, brown eyes, and a thick beard. There are actually many barbarian caravans on the ancient silk road.

The white falcon flew along the busy road, avoiding the veiled warriors, and flew further west.

At this moment, it had been almost two hours since Zuo Xiaokuan entered meditation. The sun was setting in the west, but still no valuable news had been found.

"It seems to be returning in vain."

Zuo Xiaokuan thought in his mind that this time it was a bad start and he would have to try again tomorrow.

It's not that the white falcon in the sky can't hold on, but that the time he can cast the spell is running out.

"Hey, what's that?"

Just when Zuo Xiaokuan was about to let the white falcon fly back, he noticed the black smoke rising into the sky from the southwest.

The black smoke was like a huge wave, rolling over the city.

The word "Gu Mu" on the top of the city is somewhat conspicuous.

Zuo Xiaokuan was undecided, so he ordered the white falcon to fly to take a look without thinking too much.

As soon as he got closer, the angry roar of the innocent soul could be heard in his ears.

Everything you see is flames, blood, and mountains of corpses.

Thick black smoke from the burning corpses rolled into the sky.

The scene in the city was tragic, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

Cultists wearing turbans and veils and black robes were actually carrying out massacres in an orderly manner.

From old to young, from big to small, regardless of gender, people fell down one by one. Part of the corpse had a big hole in its belly, and the heart was dug out and stacked together to form a small, bright red, beating of the altar.

The entire city seemed to be in an endless hell.

On the stone bricks littered with corpses, there were several pot-bellied evil spirits standing or squatting with dull expressions.

The little devil with red fangs lay on the pile of corpses and gnawed, blood dripping down the severed limbs.

At the end of the alleyway, a swaying skeleton soldier with ulcers all over his body prepared a long sword.

Dragging the snake's tail, the old man swam in the city.

Monsters and monsters fill every corner.

"The living are miserable, the dead are in peace."

"The living are miserable, the dead are in peace."

"The living are miserable, the dead are in peace."

Amid the boiling roar of the undead, Zuo Xiaokuan seemed to hear a unique voice. It was old, hoarse, chanting sutras, and his whole vision was dimmed.

"No!"

"No!"

Zuo Xiaokuan roared in his heart.

In the thick blood, he seemed to see a strange monster.

Animal body, human face, dog ears!
The ears were pierced, and inside were two green snakes with snarling fangs.

The monster suddenly turned its head.

In the dark, the voice that spoke of the great terror seemed to have broken like glass again.

……

boom!
A ball of blood exploded.

Two arrows of blood shot out of his eyes, and Zuo Xiaokuan fell on his back.

"How could this happen? Why didn't the medicine work?"

Zuo Xiaowei's face turned red, he opened his brother's mouth and stuffed his own life-saving elixir into his brother's mouth. Zuo Xiaokuan had already taken one of the elixirs, but it had no effect.

However, when the second elixir entered his mouth, Zuo Xiaokuan's face was still pale and ashen, showing no signs of recovery.

a long distance away.

The white falcon flapped its wings twice and fell straight down.

Another moment.

Zuo Xiaokuan slowly opened his eyes and breathed weakly.

He raised his arm and wiped the tears from his brother's face. His fingers were stained with blood on the ground and he wrote a line of handwriting with difficulty.

"Gu Mu, more luxurious than a corpse."

After doing all this, Zuo Xiaokuan tilted his head and fainted completely.

Zuo Zongtang looked at his youngest son expressionlessly, his shoulders shook silently, and his robes rustled in the wind.

(End of this chapter)