lethal arsenal

Chapter 309 Carrying the Cauldron
The whimpering horns, chaotic shouts, heavy footsteps, and the roaring sounds of trees falling down all merged into one.

Inside the camp, soldiers came and went in a hurry but not in a chaotic manner.

"Master, master."

Jin Shun's continuous calls made Zuo Zongtang realize the seriousness of the problem.

Zuo Zongtang put down the pen and ink in his hand, ignored the document where the ink had not dried up, walked up to Jin Shun and said, "But the water is poisonous?"

"How do you know, Marshal?"

Jin Shun asked in surprise, holding a melon gourd in his hand. The clear water was filled with the smell of green grass, making people want to take a sip. The water was so clear that it reflected Jin Shun's face. The wind and dust are everywhere, and the face is covered with wind and sand.

"If so?"

Zuo Zongtang stroked his beard, but fortunately he had taken precautions.

They are all old opponents who fought against Yuan Bu Yaohui back then. Who doesn't know who?

A few years ago, when the monsters were in chaos, if it weren't for the lack of top-notch combat power, how could the brothers White Flame Tiger and White Flame Dragon find a chance to escape.

Now there are Lin Yuanjue, Tong Hu, Yang Wudi, and...

Zuo Zongtang glanced at the three black robes standing quietly in the corner.

The King of Power with four arms, Sahara carrying a centipede and long worm on his back, and the Taoist wearing a swastika face mask, shaped like a hook-and-loop pattern.

The breath of these three people is like an abyss.

I don’t know where Lin Yuanjue found the master.

The entire five-person team formed the strongest shield.

"Commander, this water is fed to livestock, whether it is camels, cattle or sheep. After an hour or two, everything will burn from the inside out, and eventually the flesh and blood will turn into coke. There is no second well dug in this desert. Come."

Jin Shun said anxiously.

"Zombies drink blood and do not need to drink water. Either the people in Cheshi City have been transferred away, or... it is the worst result. All the people are transformed into half humans and half zombies..."

Seeing Jin Shun's gloomy face, Zuo Zongtang was afraid that he would lose confidence, so he quickly added another sentence.

"The tens of thousands of common people among the chariot divisions, White Flame Tigers, and White Flame Dragons may not be able to afford such a huge source of blood. Transforming zombie soldiers is not without consumption, whether it is the most original demon blood, or The blood after secondary transformation is an extremely huge burden..."

Zuo Zongtang said.

"Then what shall we do?"

Jin Shun lowered his voice and asked.

Zombies can survive by sucking blood, but living people cannot. If there is no water source, he will either attack the city and break it in one day, or he will have to retreat. This great oasis cannot be used, which is Jin Shun's heartache.

If we can use this oasis as a garrison point and assist with the firepower of thousands of mountain-splitting cannons, it will only be a matter of time before the city is breached.

"What do those small tribes say?"

Zuo Zongtang suddenly asked.

The Western Region is very vast, and large oasis areas are basically dotted on the ancient silk roads of the past.

However, apart from this, there are also some scattered pearls and very small survival points.

The smallest one may be just a well or an inn.

Going up further, there is a stream and a temple.

Or it could be a pond connected to an underground river, paired with a large settlement.

There are often strange and weird gods worshiped in the settlements, which also means that these people of the Western Regions have certain and irreconcilable conflicts with the beliefs of the Peacock King Sect.

And there are many such settlements. They live and die day and night, and disappear after a huge sandstorm.

Or maybe it will disappear after three to five years, so this is also the reason why the White Flame Tiger, White Flame Dragon and other big forces are too lazy to send troops to eliminate them.

One of the things Zuo Zongtang asked Jin Shun to do was to integrate all these scattered forces, small tribes, ultra-small forces, as small as a black shop and a few clerks.

"Many people are willing to convert to the King Master, but they cannot be allowed to convert to other gods..."

Before Jin Shun finished speaking, Zuo Zongtang waved his hand.

"I don't care. We never care about these things. There are only four words in the Confucian classics - managing the world and applying it. Just be willing to submit. If you bring some people with you, don't make too much noise, but don't be too quiet either. You want them to notice you but not be sure. One is to dig wells, and the other is to go to those tribes to get water and borrow water."

Jin Shun was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding the intention.

"Commander, in this desert terrain, you can't dig a well even if you are exhausted. Besides, the consumption of the army is extraordinary."

"Hey, idiot." Zuo Zongtang turned his head to the side, licked his lips at the busy soldiers, and said, "Why don't you understand? I'm not asking you to actually fetch or borrow water, but I'm asking you to have Such an action happened to be discovered by them inadvertently."

Jin Shun rolled his eyes, cupped his hands and said, "The handsome man is wise."

Zuo Zongtang ignored him, but looked at the stretching sand city in the distance of the oasis, and his mind became heavy.

"Lin Yuanjue, why haven't you come back yet?"

Jin Shun used a trick to trick the White Flame Tiger and White Flame Dragon, and if he couldn't deceive them, he would have to take them by force.

There has never been a perfect art of war in this world. In other words, the best way to break a city is to fight tough battles, build strongholds, and fight with a dignified and frontal force.

……

"Drink another jar, and then beat me after you drink it!"

Boom, lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the white flame dragon's belly covered with sharp canine teeth. It gurgled, holding the wine jar in its two rough hands, and poured it straight into the big mouth on its belly.

Cheshi City Wall.

Black feathers were falling, and corpses were hung on the bronze tree branches. Blood slowly flowed down the bronze branches. There was a faint fishy smell in the air. I don't know if it was the blood in the wine jar or the blood coming out of the corpses.

The dark claws of birds cling to the ground, and only one clings tightly to the bronze tree.

The white arm penetrated the corpse, the five fingers were clearly articulated, grabbed a liver, pulled it out, and stuffed it into his mouth.

This is a strange monster, with its back bowed and looking a little rickety, with four gray wings, and the edges of the feathers are as sharp as swords, with a cold murderous aura.

This monster has a head like a fierce eagle bird, and the head is particularly flexible. From a distance, it looks like a huge monster made of an owl and a human body lying on an ancient bronze tree, and it keeps growing. Devouring fresh flesh and blood.

With a piece of liver in his belly, the harpy licked the blood on the back of his hand, and then said leisurely: "General, thank you for your warm hospitality, but have you really made your decision clearly?"

"Of course, take Yanhu away. This time, I will be the one to carry the cauldron!"

Bai Yanlong said excitedly.

He stretched out his big furry hand and wiped the blood on his belly.

Although the two brothers, White Flame Dragon and White Flame Tiger, have a twin life contract, as long as one does not die, the other will be resurrected sooner or later. It is said that they will definitely be resurrected within a thousand years at the latest.

But whose soul is willing to endure thousands of years of loneliness?
Bai Yanlong's face was a little less silly and a little more indifferent and majestic.

"Shebi Shidu has died in the battle, and Agubai's reinforcements have not yet arrived. Anyone who goes will end up dying!"

"The military strength of the Qing court is unprecedentedly powerful. But your stupid brother Bai Yanhu is unwilling to accept the defeat of the holy war, and even plans to fight Zuo Jigao again? Although I am stupid, I understand better than you what a meaningless struggle is."

White Flame Dragon's mind was spinning.

"Please tell King Peng to take good care of him and don't agree to his request to borrow troops!"

The White Flame Dragon said majestically. At this moment, there seemed to be an empty, headless ancient god standing behind him, with his navel as his mouth and his breasts as his eyes.

"As you wish, General."

The bird demon felt a chill all over its body, feeling the terrifying energy, and lowered its head humbly.

"You eat too slowly. When a beast eats, you should abandon elegance. If you can't learn it, you will be eliminated by the wind and sand of thousands of miles!"

"The blood wine the White Flame Tiger drank will make him sleepy for up to six hours. You must seize the time to eat."

Bai Yanlong glanced coldly and said.

The bird demon's pupils contracted. At this moment, the White Flame Dragon's body seemed to be infinitely higher in his eyes. A suppression from the bloodline, the upper ancient god's suppression of the lower ancient god's bloodline, spread quickly, like a His dry claws clenched his heart tightly.

"The little one is leaving now?"

Plop, the bird demon knelt down and said.

"Tell Demon King Peng that I am bound by an edict, and as a Peacock Saint, I order that, outside of Loulan, unless the Peacock God appears, Demon King Peng shall not...not confront the Qing army. Anyone who violates the oracle will be punished!"

The White Flame Dragon gave the order.

The bird demon was trembling, holding back the terrifying pressure and raising its head and said: "General, how can this be..."

"Ok?"

The white flame dragon spurted out a ball of blood from its nose.

"As ordered!"

The harpy's head drooped heavily.

(End of this chapter)