She Is Not a Witch

Yanyu Island, Wuxin City.

Since the failure of attacking Wuxin City that day, the black scarf soldiers on the opposite side have become much quieter. They no longer insist on capturing the city within a few days, but spread out, sending scouts to the upstream and downstream, from all directions Slowly close up to surround and monitor the city near the mountain.

The defenders in the city are naturally aware of it, but their strength is smaller than that of the black scarf army outside, and the Yanyu Island is mountainous, fighting in the forest, the agile black scarf army is obviously more advantageous and more flexible , so in the end, we can only watch, occasionally bombard some small strongholds with cannons in the city, or send a small group of elites to deal with the scouts along the West Avenue.

The two sides have been in a stalemate for several days. The defenders are waiting for support, and the Black Turban Army is also waiting for support.

This continued until five days later, and finally there was a change.

A team of about sixty people came from the south, and even the defenders in the city could hear the heavy hooves on the other side in the distance.

"What's going on over there?" The team on the city wall was talking.

"Looking at the people coming from the south, could it be some kind of special master?" Ordinary people usually think of these things.

"Quick, take a closer look." As he said, the team was looking at the soldiers on the watchtower.

"Yes!" The soldier began to fiddle with the copper binoculars in front of him, and turned to the distant camp.

Against the background of the dark woods, dozens of tall visitors rode giant black oxen on the road by the river.

These people are tall, about three to four meters tall, with dark skin but with a metallic luster, giving people the ultimate copper color, only a little dark gold can be glimpsed, wearing rough armor, shoulders and legs The bottom is exposed, and their hair is mostly grayish blue.

When being spied on, one of them turned his head suddenly, and saw a flash in front of his eyes, and the soldier on the watchtower knelt down on the ground covering his eyes, rolling over and over again.

"It hurts, ahhh!"

"Don't look at it." On the other side of the city wall, an old soldier came over.

"That's Lei Xiaze's descendant of Thunder God. I don't think they can find more than 60 people. These people have long since died out."

In ancient times, Lei Xiaze lived a group of tall giant races. Their skin was as dark as copper, they were good at using lightning, and they controlled giant snakes. They were a powerful tribe in the local area, and the surrounding monsters did not dare to invade.

It is a pity that the number of such a powerful race has been small. Then with the advent of the phoenix, the human race migrated and expanded in all directions from the shore of the Yellow Sea, and encountered this powerful local tribe in the midst of hardships.

After the two sides met, they fought several wars, and then the population of this tribe decreased, and then gradually declined.

Originally, there was a huge city in Lei Xiaze, which gathered nearly a million people in ancient times. After the war, this huge city sank into the swamp. Since then, the descendants of these Thunder God tribes have gradually disappeared, becoming less and less. Most of them are mixed blood, not as powerful and special as their ancestors.

After solving the prying eyes of the defenders on the city wall, the group of more than 60 people walked into the camp of the Black Scarf Army. The wooden fence beside them was not visible to them, and some soldiers around them were like looking at fragile chickens.

"Here it is, Huang Gu." The young man in black who was walking at the front got off his horse and spoke to the tall figure behind him.

"Hmm." His voice was rough, then he turned around and gestured to the clansmen behind him.

Afterwards, these people got off the huge black bull, sat cross-legged on the ground to rest, and didn't speak much. Only the occasional electric sparks appeared on their bodies to detect that they were tempering magic power and practicing.

Wu Xingkui opened the door curtain and walked into the big tent in the center, and Huang Gu at the back also bent down and walked into the big tent with his head down. Fortunately, the height inside was enough, so he didn't need to keep his waist down all the time, it was still too high. Everyone in the big tent had to look up at this tall descendant of Thor.

"Everyone, this is my elder brother Huang Gu." Wu Xingkui introduced to everyone, and then there was a burst of welcome in the big tent.

Obviously, although this person is powerful, many people in the big tent are afraid. If this person suddenly explodes, they will be hard to stop, and they feel that they are no longer safe.

Fortunately, this descendant of Thunder God named Huang Gu had an extremely calm personality, and slowly made everyone feel at ease.

Then the topic turned to the main problem to be faced now, that is how to capture the city on the other side of the river.

"Prepare me a large shield, and then five thousand people will follow me." After the discussion, Huang Gu spoke slowly, speaking in a straightforward manner, as if breaking a tree branch by the side of the road tonight.

"Shields...I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to build temporarily now, but you can use rivets on wood to bind other shields and splice them together. I don't know if Lord Huanggu can accept it."

"Can."

"That's good." Then everyone discussed the issue of siege.

"Is 5,000 people a little small? The last time we attacked, there were 30,000 people before and after, but we still lost."

Huang Gu shook his head, looked down at the people below, "Five thousand elite soldiers are enough, any more will be damaged by firearms."

Overcrowding is really bad for firearms. Everyone nodded thoughtfully, but then thought about it, the defenders in the city are superior to them in terms of discipline, equipment and training. Can they really be defeated without the advantage of numbers?

"The front army is five thousand, and we will see the situation and support later, what do you think." This should be safer, everyone thought so.

"Can."

After some details were finished, it was completely dark outside, and when everyone in the big tent walked out, a fire had already started to cook outside.

Hundreds of huge iron pots were cooking food in the camp on the river bank to supply the black scarf army of about 130,000. Many soldiers danced and sang around the fire. dull and depressing.

Unlike the soldiers of the Plantagenet Dynasty, most of these black scarf warriors came from the mountains, rivers and waters of Qilei Qizhou. They were not long-term trained soldiers, so they also retained many customs and habits of the tribe. They could speak local languages ​​with accents , and then use strange musical instruments to relieve the irritability. Although it lacks the uniformity of the dynasty, it also has the unrestrained and free and easy beauty of the ancient times.

Many of these black scarf soldiers have white or red and black paint on their faces, which resembles battle patterns or some kind of prayer. After hundreds of years of imperial enlightenment, these local religions have filtered out a lot of blood and ignorance, but Some forms are still preserved.

Walking into the hot night camp, Huang Gu's tall figure immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the descendants of Thunder God who were sitting cross-legged and resting outside also stood up.

"Rest here tonight, and someone will arrange a place for us to live in later."

"Yes, chief!" They answered in unison, which surprised many people in the camp, and some even prepared to gather around to watch. Fortunately, it was a barracks, and there were some rules, so they didn't walk around randomly.

Afterwards, Wu Xingkui sat around a huge bonfire with Huang Gu and a group of senior military officers, having dinner.

Beast meat and grilled fish were skewered on thick wooden sticks, and they were roasted beside the fire. A small low table was placed in front of each person, and then soldiers filled the pot with Taowan rice. Put it on the table, and then put down a small pot of rice wine, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

This kind of alcohol does not have a high alcohol content, and you will not be too drunk when you drink it. In addition, the extraordinary's resistance is not low, so it is also considered a ration in the army.

"Come on, let's toast Lord Huanggu first." Not long after the opening, someone toasted the tall figure sitting on the ground.

For this, Huang Gu just shook his head, "I don't drink alcohol."

After speaking, he directly stretched out his hand and pointed to the fire, and soon a soldier brought the roasted meat.

After that, the general held the barbecue and ate it bite by bite. He also ate a lot of rice along the way, and then asked someone for tea to relieve his tiredness.

Seeing that he was one-sided, restrained and seldom talked, everyone gradually stopped bothering the general and talked about other things.

"The father-in-law of King Huainan, Dongshan Wang's family mobilized many ships on the Yellow Sea to go to Hedaizhou to support King Huainan. The Beifu army is not good at water warfare, and many people were blocked on the riverside and seaside."

"This King Huainan is really lucky, the emperor really found a good marriage for him back then." Many people expressed emotion.

"Dongshan Wang's family has produced a large number of capable people in the past. They have managed the four continents of Yunmen for hundreds of years. They have a profound foundation. It is estimated that they can be compared with some big sects. With their full support, King Huainan has important people, money, and food reserves. Sufficient, the rear is stable."

"From this point of view, King Dai is really not as good as King Huainan. Since the attack on Luojing was defeated and he returned, he hasn't heard any news."

"Dai Wang made good friends with many noble families in Luojing in the early years, but it is a pity that the new king occupied Luojing first, and it is not good for those families to continue to stand on Dai Wang's side."

"It's a good defeat! Hahaha, that Dai Wang is bullshit, but he still wants to become the king, it's just a laugh out of the world."

It can be seen that even the people of Qilei Qizhou don't have a good impression of King Dai. The death of Ying Lixing, the head of Xuanyi Palace in the early years, was inseparable from this King Dai, but now the newly established In Xin Kingdom, many officials came from Xuanyi Palace, so they naturally hated this King Dai.

Listening to other people chatting, after drinking for ten days, Wu Xingkui sat down beside Huang Gu with the jug and barbecue.

"It should be embarrassing to bring elder brother here this time." He spoke first.

"It doesn't matter." Huang Gu shook his head and continued to eat meat.

"That year, I just ran away from home and participated in Lei Xiaze's big competition. I was very excited and proud. Later, I was very happy to meet Brother Huanggu and that kid Ying Canxiao. Oh yes, and sister Nanlian too, but I haven't seen her and Jialan for many years." He talked about the past while drinking wine.

"Ying Canxiao is originally the grandson of the head of Xuanyi Palace, but instead of going to Xuanyi Palace, he worshiped under Yan Xingmen, making all the elders of Xuanyi Palace very angry, haha." He laughed a few times.

"But now, this kid should be the most powerful among us."

"One of the core members of Hanshan Yanxingmen, led several giant floating boats to roam the North Sea, traveling to and from the kingdom of elves in the north. I feel that if I run to find him now, it will make people feel a bit high." He put down the jug and shook his head. .

"No, Ying Canxiao is not that kind of person." On the contrary, Huang Gu, who has always been taciturn, commented like this.

"Oh, why do you say that?" Wu Xingkui was a little drunk, his eyes half-opened and half-closed.

"He will do it, and he won't break his promise easily."

"It turns out that brother has such an image in his mind, so it seems that I'm used to joking with him when drinking." Wu Xingkui leaned on the wooden table beside him, looking at the bonfire in front of him with half-closed eyes.

"After I left Lei Xiaze, I went to Luojing, which is extremely prosperous. It can be regarded as experiencing the kind of luxurious scenes written in books when I was a child."

"It's a pity that Luo Jing is not a place where people like me can make their mark. There are too many geniuses and masters. In just the few years in Jixia Academy, I met five or six geniuses who were not younger than me. "

"Furthermore, their family background is better, and some of them have good marriages at a young age. I am so envious and feel ashamed."

"I can also be called a talented military adviser in Qilei Seven Continents, and go to other places, and I'm nothing." He laughed at himself again.

"What kind of genius? It's just that my hometown is remote, and everyone doesn't know much, hahahaha..." He took another sip of dull wine as he spoke, as if to vent his frustration over the years.

At this time, a thick palm was pressed on Wu Xingkui's shoulder, and the heavy touch made the drunk man sober up a bit. He opened his eyes and looked at the tall figure beside him.

At some point, Huang Gu had already finished eating the barbecue in front of him, and behind his tall figure was the sky full of sparks, looking at the drunk Wu Xingkui like this, making the latter gradually sober.

"Tomorrow, I will take you to take down Wuxin City on the other side." After he finished speaking, he stood up and disappeared into the lively night.

"Tomorrow..." Wu Xingkui continued to pour the rest of the wine in the jug into his mouth, and drank it with a gulp.

Afterwards, he threw down the wine jug, then supported the person next to him, and staggered towards the resting place.

The next day, the sky was sunny.

When the light just shone on the top of the city, the river bank launched an attack here. First, a group of powerful transcendents stepped across the water and nailed the iron chain to the river bank.

Afterwards, the follow-up soldiers quickly filled the iron chain with bamboo rafts and planks, and a tide of soldiers rushed towards the opposite bank holding their shields. Among the shouting soldiers in black, the giant at the head attracted everyone's attention.

Huang Gu held up a huge shield with 12 shields stacked with rivets in front of him, and then strode directly across the river. The steps seemed not in a hurry, but they were extremely fast, allowing the soldiers at the top of the city to only shoot a few rounds. I saw him come ashore.

"Let go!" The defenders on the city wall shouted, and then one after another roaring rockets dragged their long flame tails across the air, shooting at the dark-skinned descendant of Thor.

Successive explosions and flames rose from the shield, and the steel shield covered by the huge wooden plank was blown up, but these could not stop the tall giant from advancing except for shaking the shield slightly.

Soon he came under the city wall, and at this time the soldiers at the top of the city were able to shoot over the top of the shield and shoot at the fierce general.

bang bang! The sound of metal collisions and sparks sounded on his shoulders, but it was a pity that he still couldn't break through the defense. The descendants of Thor seemed to be extraordinarily tough after practicing to the highest stage. It hit the city wall directly, and a shaking came from under their feet. The soldiers at the top of the city almost couldn't stand still.

Then there was another extremely heavy impact, knocking on the city gate, and the loud noise could be heard throughout the city, making the people and soldiers in the city panic.

"Quick, send someone to stop him! Modao team, go!"

A dozen soldiers in heavy armor holding Mo Dao jumped down from the top of the city, and the heavy and sharp Mo Dao slashed straight down, cutting the shield into pieces. In a burst of smoke, Sergeant Mo Dao, who was slightly smaller than the giant, surrounded them. Huang Gu was beside him, swinging a knife to attack.

"clang-"

Mo Dao Pi heard a long trembling sound of metal impact on Huang Gu's body, and then left a white mark. Seeing that he was surrounded, Huang Gu turned around, he untied the thick iron rope wrapped around his body, and swept away Come.

The Sergeant Modao who was hit vomited blood even though he was wearing three layers of heavy armor. He stepped back a few steps, the layers of armor on his body disintegrated, and fell to the side, drowned by the following black scarf soldiers who rushed forward like a tide.

The sound of firearms firing was endless, but with the tall descendants of Thunder God leading the battle, the black scarf soldiers behind were also extraordinarily heroic.

The huge electric current of Zila flashed away in the sky, and the descendants of Thunder God who followed Huang Gu pointed their palms forward, the thick electric current flowed between their hands, and then rushed out and shot towards the top of the city, sweeping them one by one, directly hitting the top of the city. After the ordinary soldiers cleaned up, all kinds of burnt smells rang out from the top of the city.

Without the interference of firearms, more ladders were quickly set up under the city wall, and soon there was a loud noise, the city gate collapsed, and many black scarf soldiers followed Huang Gu into the city.

The defenders in Wuxin City did not expect that this battle would be defeated so quickly. Before the support behind them could catch up with the top of the city, the city gates and walls had already fallen, and now even the elite Modao team and the Firearms Battalion , but in the face of the black scarf army pouring into the city like a tide, the situation is over.

With no suitable battlefield and no place to defend, the Black Turban Army with a huge superiority in numbers shuttled through the streets and alleys of the city, quickly encircling and attacking the scattered and ungathered soldiers in the city.

"It's over." The captain stood on the tower and looked at the chaotic scene below, his voice was low.

"Raise the flag, tell the other party that we surrender, and only hope that they treat the people in the city well."

"My lord!" The general on the side was excited and puzzled.

Although the defense of the city failed, it is not completely impossible to resist now, what if reinforcements come.

"Don't hold on any longer, this Plantagenet Dynasty, alas..."

"It's over, that's it." Although he still wanted to say something, the captain finally shook his head.

The flag at the top of the city was lowered slowly, and at noon, the screams and killings in the city gradually stopped, and at sunset in the afternoon, it finally calmed down and returned to stability.

A group of black scarf soldiers patrolled the streets, and Wu Xingkui and the others slowly stepped into the official palace hall in the city.

"Our army has finally won a city, thanks to Master Chenghuanggu." After everyone gradually calmed down ~www.readwn.com~ and turned to look at the big man who was slowly walking in at the entrance of the main hall, there were still traces of blood on his body. There was blood and dust, and there was still a half of the Mo Dao stuck in his chest, but judging from his smooth footsteps, it didn't seem to be greatly affected.

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life." His face remained unchanged, his eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and the aura of shock on his body had not completely dissipated.

"Although the city is won, it needs to be governed in the future. I don't know how to do it, Wu Xingkuineng." His words were straightforward, as if he was stating the facts.

After everyone listened, they also turned their eyes to the side of the main hall, where the young man in black was stroking the vermilion pillar.

Everyone glanced at each other, then bowed together and cupped their hands.

"Please also take your place, Master Wu." The voice was loud and unanimous, echoing in the empty hall.

Although he didn't look back, the slight trembling of his fingers betrayed Wu Xingkui's impatience. He withdrew his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and then turned to open them.

"I will not let you down." He also bent down, clasping his fists at the people in front of him as a salute.