lethal arsenal

Chapter 310 Blood Skull Blood Sacrifice!
"Hold the main gate!"

The white flame dragon roared, like thunder rolling on the ground, and the roar surged back and forth.

Ang, Ang!
One voice after another belonged to the zombie soldiers, and the hoarse roars responded to the roar of the white flame dragon.

This is the zombie corps' unique way of transmitting information. One or two syllables may sound like a few roars to outsiders, but they actually contain large chunks of information and encrypted military orders.

A raindrop fell from the sky and landed on the face of the white flame dragon.

Bai Yanlong raised his head and looked extremely surprised, "Is God going to destroy us? God, why are you so partial!"

"What did the general do wrong?"

At this moment, the white flame dragon's heart seemed to no longer belong to him, and the headless shadow of the ancient god behind him rose from the ground, roaring towards the sky.

The headless god of war in ancient mythology is Xingtian of Chiyou tribe.

Chi You failed to attack the Yellow Emperor, and the Yellow Emperor ascended to the Nine Dragons and became the new emperor of heaven and earth, commanding the three realms of humans, gods and ghosts.

In the Chiyou tribe, Xing Tian refused to accept the war, so he attacked the sky alone and killed him on the ninth level of the sky. Even if his head was cut off, his rage of battle was not extinguished. From then on, he was revered as the god of war in the three worlds.

The ancient god with his navel as his mouth and his breasts as his eyes, or a remnant of Xing Tian's thoughts, why did he end up claiming to be a general?

What kind of historical mystery is hidden in this?
Thousands of miles into the battle, when Lin Dong rode the ghost tiger to the battlefield, he clearly heard the roar from the tower. And, unlike others, he could clearly see the terrifying figure standing tall behind the purple-haired monster.

pat.

The cold raindrops fell on Lin Dong's face. He wiped it gently, and his brows also subconsciously wrinkled.

Zombies are hated by heaven and earth, fearing water and fire. It rains even in deserts with thousands of miles of yellow sand and no living beings allowed to enter. This shows that God hates the zombie army to the extreme.

But what's equally bad is that rain can also affect the firing of artillery.

When heaven and earth are dim.

In front of the city of Cheshi, there are many men and horses of the Qing soldiers. On the archery tower of Chechi, there are half-human and half-stiffened living dead, with crossbows raised high in their hands, and the crossbows are cocked.

Zuo Zongtang tightened the riding whip in his hand and looked at the city with clear eyes.

"Bai Yanhu has a bad temper, is irritable and irritable. Why didn't he fall for Jin Shun's trick? Are there still experts in the city?"

Such thoughts passed away in a flash.

Things in the world are like this. It is impossible for everything to be written according to the established script.

Even if Zuo Zongtang had his head broken, he wouldn't know about Bai Yanlong's skill.

You can judge the thoughts of a cunning person, but it is difficult to guess the thoughts of a fool.

Unbridled and unconstrained, or because of his unique brain circuit, Bai Yanlong accidentally defeated Zuo Zongtang's move.

The north wind howled by, and raindrops flew everywhere.

Oh oh oh!
The dull and melodious sound of the horn sounded, and the wheels of the artillery carriage rolled past, crushing the yellow sand.

The gloomy clouds were like a mountain, covering the heads of both warring parties.

From time to time, a blue-purple thunder slurry poked its head out from under the clouds like a swimming dragon, and the sky and earth were suddenly brightened.

The energy of sword fighting surged into the sky, and the numerous swords and spears made the war horses neigh violently.

The living dead in the city looked at the sky like a doomsday scene. The main entrance, the north gate, the side gate, the west gate, and the south gate were filled with black holes, and they were trembling with fear.

Gunpowder, cannons, thunder, and rain are all evil things that can suppress zombies. The sky is mighty and thunderclouds are rolling.

At this moment, the White Flame Dragon's army has simply stacked up all the debuffs in the world.

"Food with blood!"

The white flame dragon pressed down with his big hand.

The criminal soldiers escorted a cart and a cart of living people forward.

"Sacrifice to heaven and earth! Blood sacrifice to blood skull! Blood sacrifice to blood god!"

A wild, ancient aura suddenly burst out from behind the white flame dragon.

The axe-hand was in position, with the ax raised high.

……

boom!
Rumble!
Zuo Zongtang pointed his riding whip, and the fuse coated with kerosene still ignited in the rain, and the golden-red shells tore through the sky.

How could Zuo Zongtang see the demon killing people and establishing power in front of him.

"Where is Jin Shun from the Riding School?"

"The end is here!"

Jin Shun knelt down on one knee.

"If you attack the main gate, you will not be able to return until you break the city."

"The last general takes orders!"

Jin Shun responded loudly.

"Where is Sichuan Admiral Xu Songshan?" "The general is here."

Xu Songshan, who had led five battalions of Sichuan troops, came out in response. The sword in his hand was already thirsty.

"You lead the banner of death to attack the west gate. If you don't give up until the last soldier is killed, the zombie corps will emerge from the west gate."

"The last general, the last general takes orders."

The Sichuan Army's Death Flag not only can cover corpses with horse leather, but also the flag can be easily used. After the Sichuan Army left Sichuan, they had no intention of going back alive. They would either regain the Western Regions and create a complete Han Dynasty, or they would drown in the yellow sand with the Death Flag. .

The leader, Xu Songshan, had hard eyes and had no regrets even though he died.

“Where is the Yuzhou team training?”

"The end is here!"

Zhang Yingri was the third one to be called, a total of fourteen battalions, but compared to the rest of the troops, Yuzhou had more recruits.

Fighting to the death and bloody battles can easily lead to low morale.

"Qian Fen led six battalions of men and horses to follow Jin Shun to attack the main gate. Four battalions of men and horses were stationed at the south gate. They exposed a line and ambush on the escape route from the south gate. Do you understand?"

"The last general takes orders."

Zhang Yingri responded.

"Where is Zheng Dongshan in Fengzi Camp?"

"The end is here!"

Zheng Dongshan came out in response, leading a dark war horse that was full of evil spirits and glowing with will-o'-the-wisps.

While Lin Dong was away from Fengzi Camp, Zheng Dongshan took care of him temporarily.

"You lead the Fengzi Battalion and must not let go of the zombie soldiers outside the south gate near Zhang Yingri's headquarters. Is it possible to do this?"

"The last general takes orders."

Zheng Dongshan grinned and could vaguely see Lin Dong's elegant demeanor.

call.

Zuo Zongtang took a deep breath and looked through the heavy rain curtain at the Demon God high above the city.

Bai Yanlong also looked at Zuo Zongtang and raised the ax in his hand.

"Lin Yuanjue..."

Zuo Zongtang couldn't help but frown. The emperor and his ministers assisted each other, but they just chose the main medicine.

"Mr. Tong, Mr. Yang."

Zuo Zongtang was planning to ask Yang Wudi and Tong Hu to take action.

"That is……"

The eyes of all the soldiers and officers all fell on the approaching figure.

A huge black tiger, taller than a human, splits the raindrops and carries Lin Dong, the God of War in the human world, rushing towards him.

"The end will come later. I hope the commander will forgive me."

Lin Dong jumped off the tiger's back and crashed to the ground, clasping his fists.

Zuo Zongtang stroked his beard, nodded slightly, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, I was not disappointed."

cough cough.

Zuo Zongtang cleared his throat, "You have done a great job in killing thieves. You defeated the ancient animal husbandry by yourself, far exceeding my expectations, and you were able to return to the camp in time. What's the crime? Now that you have returned to the camp, I will order you... ...Order you..."

Zuo Zongtang rubbed his beard and said in a loud voice: "Do you dare to break into the enemy's central gate and fight with the two old demons, White Flame Dragon and White Flame Tiger?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Lin Dong straightened his back and asked in reply.

There was a bang of thunder.

Lightning pierced the night sky, and the golden light reflected his neat white teeth.

"The humble position must be called the White Flame Dragon. The White Flame Tiger was buried here and killed by the sword."

Lin Dong roared.

The three armies were invigorated, and tens of thousands of troops heard his roar.

The roar of the tiger covers the roar of thunder!
Cut by the sword, these words kept stirring in the air.

"it is good!"

Zuo Zongtang's eyes seemed to be burning with fierce flames.

(End of this chapter)