Dark Age

Chapter 254 Falling Feathers
The army speeded up, but the faces of the soldiers were all pale, and some soldiers even couldn't bear the heavy armor, so they could only take off the armor, but they still moved forward.

Stones, plastic bottles, and even some steel bars were thrown from both sides.

The anger of the survivors in Changyang City erupted at this moment.

"Children, my children, they are all dead, you demons." A man was holding his two children. The children's bodies were covered with dense blisters, and the corpses turned red, which was the result of being infected by the plague.

Yang Ou looked at the child in the opponent's hand with distress. The two children were only one or two years old, and the babies with poor physical strength were the first to be infected.

Yang Ou thought of his wife's unborn son, and if something happened to him, he might go crazy too.

The man pushed and shoved the army, trying to squeeze in, but Fang Heng tried his best to keep him out.

Suddenly, a child in his hand moved and just opened his mouth, but the man froze instantly.

"Son, child, my child..." He suddenly yelled loudly, and fell to his knees facing Fang Heng and the others, "I beg you, save my child, I kowtow to you."

Fang Heng froze on the spot. He didn't expect that the man who was aggressive just now was kneeling in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Fang Heng, call the doctors in the team over." Yang Ou said gently.

Fang Heng was in a dilemma: "General, the doctor fainted from hunger."

Yang Ou was stunned, he looked at the crowd on both sides of the road, their faces were dirty, their clothes were disheveled, their hair was disheveled, and there was hysterical madness in their eyes.

Even if these people had food in their homes, there was probably only a little left, and it was saved by starvation.

However, when he saw his army, his eyes were even more shocked.

Those young people seemed to be much older. They were so tired that they couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands, but when Yang Ou looked at them, they all puffed up their chests.

He turned around and looked at the city wall, his eyes became more determined.

Outside, the sky was full of yellow sand and dust, but inside Changyang City, it was peaceful.

Yang Ou, Chen Zifeng and a group of generals stood on the city wall.

Outside, the army of the islanders is stationed, and there are more troops in the distance.

"Our mages are all abolished, and they can't use long-range attacks at all. With the current strength, the combat power is estimated to be less than [-], and it is [-] in a very poor state. It has not yet completely broken out of the range of the formation. He was blasted back by the opponent on the flat ground."

Chen Zifeng said helplessly, he was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back, even a level 19 demon hunter couldn't bear it.

If he hadn't been imprisoned here for nearly 20 days, I'm afraid he and Yang Ou should also be strong in the extraordinary field.

"If we want to attack, we can't delay any longer, otherwise as the plague spreads, our combat effectiveness will become weaker and weaker."

Yang Ou took a deep breath: "Where are the reinforcements? No news?"

"No."

On the city wall, fell into silence.

"At night, let's make the last attack. They refuse to come in because they are afraid to fight us on the complicated terrain. On flat ground, they have an absolute advantage, but they can wait, but we cannot wait."

Tonight was their last chance.

"Zifeng, how many people can fight on your side?"

Chen Zifeng said lightly: "All my people can fight."

Yang Ou was startled, he looked straight at Chen Zifeng, there was no panic on his face.

Up to now, it is impossible for all of them to be able to fight. The only explanation is that he gave up all the personnel who could not fight. Those people either committed suicide or were starved to death, and their food was evenly distributed. Those who are still fighting.

Sometimes, Yang Ou felt that Chen Zifeng was too scary and decisive, like a devil.

He thought that no matter what the circumstances, he could not do this.

"Ah... sneeze..." Fang Heng sneezed.

Yang Ou turned his head and said with concern: "Fang Heng, if you are tired, go back and have a good rest."

"No, General, I am because of the feathers."

"Feather?" Yang Ou asked doubtfully.

"Look, it's this kind of feather." Fang Heng picked up a feather from the ground, "It's this kind of feather, it should be the feather of a vermilion parrot. I'm naturally allergic to bird feathers, and I don't know why. many."

"General, deputy chief inspector, look quickly, another vermilion parrot collided with the formation. I don't know why, but today, several vermilion parrots collided here and there."

Yang Ou looked up, and saw that a vermilion parrot had its head broken and bled, and failed to break through the formation, but their feathers did not have any vitality fluctuations, but they were naturally immune to various formations, and their bodies could not enter. But some feathers fell down.

"Zhu Ying likes to eat corpses. Maybe she rushed over when she noticed that there were a lot of corpses here, but she left after she noticed the formation." Chen Zifeng said.

Yang Ou's palm lightly rubbed Zhu Ying's feathers, suddenly, he paused, and when he moved his hand, he saw black carbon appear on his hand.

"Fang Heng, hurry up and find some more feathers!"

"No, turn all the feathers out for me."

Chen Zifeng asked suspiciously: "Brother, what's the matter?"

"Zifeng, I'll tell you later."

After about half an hour, a total of sixteen feathers were collected.

Fang Heng flipped through the feathers, and saw that there were strange English letters written on the feathers, but when connected together, they were neither English nor French. It was a very strange coding rule.

"Brother, what is this?" Chen Zifeng's lips trembled a little.

Yang Ou held a feather tightly. He tried his best to calm himself down, but his words were still full of excitement.

"Zifeng, do you still remember that when we were in the orphanage, that boy Amo made up a code by himself. Although it was not perfect and could only express a few words, we were all forced to play by him. "

"I."

Yang Ou put the feathers one by one on the ground.

"This series of English words should be at night."

"This is...the door."

"This is... wait."

"Wait for me at the gate of the city at night!" Yang Ou and Chen Zifeng said in unison, and after finishing speaking, they both laughed.

Here comes their little brother.

Although it was only a few words bumped and bumped, the two of them still guessed the complete meaning.

"This kid is really cunning. He actually used this method to transmit information. If it wasn't for Fang Heng's allergies, how could we have discovered it." Yang Ou shook his head.

He took a long breath, looked at the desperate but still determined soldiers, and said loudly: "Everyone, our reinforcements are here!"

The scene was silent for a moment, and then, violent cheers erupted.

Soldiers, with tears in their eyes, were trapped here, hungry and cold, waiting for reinforcements. They thought they would be abandoned, but unexpectedly, they hadn't been abandoned yet.

Yes, they still have hope of being alive.

Chen Zifeng looked at such a scene, but felt desolate in his heart.

Are there any troops in the capital?

If Di Chong leads the team, then why is it Amo's message.

There is only one conclusion, Amo did not bring enough troops, otherwise, with his personality, he would have set fire to the opposing camp long ago.

A forced smile appeared on his handsome face. He looked at the team whose morale was soaring, but did not express his worries.

A surge in morale is a good thing, at least, if you can last for a while, you can last for a while.

Fang Heng sat paralyzed on the ground, leaning on a comrade-in-arms, crying and laughing, laughing and crying, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he looked at this decadent city, at the yellow sand outside, at the soldiers of the island country...

The army from the capital is here, so this nightmare should be over.

……

Ye Mo is still equipping war dolls. This kind of puppets are relatively small in size, but the production process is a bit cumbersome. Ye Mo can only rush to complete three at most.

Suddenly, he heard the boiling of Changyang City, and a smile finally appeared on his tense face.

"It seems that it was discovered."

"Big Brother, Second Brother, wait for me and watch me put on a good show for you."

Outside, the night is as cold as water, and the sky is vast.

(End of this chapter)