I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 366 Bloody Battle (asking for monthly ticket)
boom!
Suddenly there was a loud bang, and all the sounds on the stage stopped. The musicians and actors all looked towards the side of the stage.

Three meters away, flames shot up into the sky. The soldiers who were originally guarding the stage were covered in flames and rolled on the ground screaming. Under their feet were smoking pieces of flesh. They rushed towards the stage one after another.

Among the musicians, a woman in a purple dress stood up holding a pipa. Her fingers quickly swept across the strings, and the pieces of flesh on the ground were torn into pieces one by one by the invisible force.

Others also took action, and for a moment a group of ghosts danced wildly, rushing towards the pieces of meat.

The firecrackers buried deep in the meat exploded at the right time, and fragments of the Tokachi Stone flew in all directions. With the sound of puffs, countless ghost monsters were defeated, and were covered with the exploding cinnabar powder, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The explosions continued, with firecrackers and gasoline bottles combining to explode continuously. Although they could not hurt the people on the stage, the fire grew larger and larger, gradually surrounding the entire stage, making it impossible for them to perform normally and fight against the army outside the city.

At the same time, a raging fire quickly broke out under the city wall, with black smoke rising into the sky. The flames were like a galloping dragon, quickly circling the city wall, unstoppable.

The sturdy city wall suddenly turned into a terrifying fire cage, and the three thousand soldiers were trapped inside with nowhere to escape.

Panic shouts rang out, and fear was written all over the faces of the soldiers. The originally neat army formation was in chaos. Some people took water to put out the fire, but found that the fire was strange and it was difficult to put out with water. Some people fled in all directions, but were horrified to find that the gate at the back of the city was gone, and it was replaced by a solid wall.

The generals on horseback were also panicked. The fire was growing bigger and bigger, and the hot smoke was burning everyone. If they didn't escape from this city wall, they would all die here.

"Open the city gate and run out!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and immediately everyone's heads turned towards the city gate leading to the outside.

It was not yet time to leave the city to fight, but some people had already run to open the city gate out of their instinct for survival.

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In the Daxuan Army, the sudden changes on the city wall left Qiu Wanjun and others puzzled, but everyone thought of the man who had shot the arrow before.

Now it seems that the man must have come to assist Daxuan in fighting against the ghost troupe.

The ghost troupe's formation was completely disrupted, and most of the ghost shadows on the plain disappeared. The Taoist priest in yellow robe was fighting one against four, and was now panting and retreating behind Qiu Wanjun.

"General, the city gate is open!"

Deputy General Pang En held a spear and pointed it at the gate of Jianshui City. Everyone looked carefully and saw that the gate was indeed being slowly opened. As soon as a gap was opened, soldiers of the Qianshou Army wearing black scarves on their heads ran out in panic. Some of them were still on fire and rolled on the ground after coming out.

Black smoke billowed in the city wall and the fire grew bigger and bigger. All the soldiers in the city fled in panic, and the people in the ghost theater troupe on the city wall were also in a state of panic.

Qiu Wanjun's eyes gleamed and he immediately gave the order.

"Siege!"

Amidst the howling wind, Deputy General Pang En, with his seven captains, led an army of 50,000 to attack the city, rushing towards Jianshui City like a black tide.

As the warhorse was galloping, a ghost general suddenly appeared beside Pang En, riding a rotten warhorse, with bones exposed all over his body and a body size far beyond that of an ordinary person. He kept pace with him.

The seven ghost captains also displayed their magical powers. All kinds of ferocious ghosts appeared around them and followed closely behind Pang En.

The army's footsteps sounded like thunder, and every step made the entire city tremble.

At the rear, catapults were pushed out, stones were doused with kerosene and ignited, and they smashed into the city wall with a roar, instantly splashing up dust and rubble all over the sky.

The archers took turns to form battle formations and fired thousands of arrows at once. The rain of arrows covered the sky and the sun. The Qianshou army, who had just run out of the city, had no time to resist and fell to the ground and died in the rain of arrows.

The war was raging, the air was filled with smoke, and the Daxuan army was in high spirits. Just looking at the scene was enough to scare the Qianshou army out of their wits.

The Qianshou army was attacked from both inside and outside, and they were afraid before the battle. Those who escaped from the flames did not listen to the command at all, and fled in all directions, just to seek a way to survive. Sang Que stood in a dark and deserted corner somewhere on the city wall, holding a pocket watch, his eyes gradually solemn.

The more people die, the faster the class leader will meet the conditions for advancement. He doesn't care whether the Qianshou Army can hold on or not. All he wants is for these people to die in despair and fear.

So what Sangque needs to do is to stop this battle and reduce casualties on both sides.

When the hands of the pocket watch moved the last three squares, Sang Que closed the watch and looked up at the battlefield. Daxuan's army had already rushed across most of the plain and was about to reach the city gate.

Suddenly, in the woods surrounding the plain, flocks of blood crows were startled and flew away, circling and crying in the sky.

The earth began to tremble violently and a dull roar came from deep underground, as if a long-sleeping beast was roaring in anger.

Then, the entire plain began to shake and rise, with dust flying everywhere, making it difficult for people to stand steadily.

A huge crack spread from the front of the army at an alarming speed, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a bottomless abyss.

Pang En and the other captains widened their eyes, and were all instantly transferred to the back by an invisible force. They watched the Ghost General and the other ghosts leap up, but failed to cross the crack and fell directly down.

The crack was getting deeper and wider. The soldiers in the front had too much inertia, and many of them were pushed and squeezed by the people behind them and fell directly into the abyss, leaving only shrill screams echoing in the air.

The soldiers behind were also frightened by this sudden change and retreated one after another. The originally tight formation instantly became chaotic.

The horses were frightened and ran away neighing, throwing the soldiers off their backs.

The chariots lost control, collided with each other and overturned on the ground. The originally surging momentum of the siege was abruptly blocked.

The ghosts controlled by Pang En and the seven captains would naturally not die just like that, but the sudden crack was about seventy or eighty feet wide, which was impossible to pass through under normal circumstances.

Daxuan's soldiers stood on the side of the gap, watching the Qianshou army open the city gates and flee in all directions without being able to do anything.

Pang En's eyes were wide open as he walked quickly to the edge of the crevice. His ghost general appeared directly opposite the crevice. He was a lone ghost, charging into battle with a spear in hand.

The members of the ghost troupe on the city wall had also escaped from the fire and gathered on the other side of the wall. Among them, the musician named Zi Ling played a rapid, strange and murderous tune on the pipa, and hideous evil ghosts appeared one after another under the city wall.

"Anyone who deserts the battlefield will be executed immediately!"

With a loud shout, the evil ghost controlled by Pipa swung his sharp blade and ruthlessly slaughtered the fleeing Qianshou soldiers. The others were frightened and stopped where they were.

At this moment, a cold wind swept over from nowhere, and the flags on the city wall broke one by one. The cold wind brought a terrifying force that neither Zi Ling nor Pang En could resist.

After just one encounter, all the strings of Zi Ling's pipa broke, the evil ghost disappeared, and Pang En's ghost general was also startled and turned into smoke.

The earthquake was caused by Sang Wan, and the cold wind was caused by Sang Que activating the Dui hexagram, which opened the Jing Gate and released an unrivaled evil spirit aura, shocking all the ghosts and monsters around.

Under the interference of this evil ghost breath, the ghost troupe and the ghost walkers from Daxuan's side could no longer fight each other. The soldiers of the Qianshou Army continued to flee, while the soldiers of Daxuan were blocked on the side of the crack.

At this point, the battle should be temporarily over!

"Junior sister, you are still too naive."

Mo Yanshu's voice suddenly appeared in Sang Que's ears. Sang Que was shocked and turned her head to look, but saw nothing. When she turned her gaze back to the battlefield, she found Qiu Wanjun appeared at the edge of the crack.

See you tomorrow~