Chapter Twenty-Four: A Hundred Ghosts Walk at Night
The little soldier in the prison was not wrong, Wang Luo can really fly to the sky, and he can really split the land.
When Gaoqiuqiu saw that Wang Luo was not splitting the land, he thought that Wang Luo had no backhand, how could he resist thousands of troops?
However, the golf ball was wrong, and he once again deeply underestimated Wang Luo.
For he saw that Wang Luo flew up like that, above all the bows and crossbows, and that was where no arrow could shoot, like the sun at noon, high above.
Standing in the arrow tower, the golf ball had to look up, and scolded and said, "It's very evil, what is this." β
The eight hundred infantry were instantly dumbfounded, could it be that this is the legendary person of the sect?
However, Wang Luo also underestimated the Gao family's army, but he was dumbfounded for a while, and the Gao family's army launched a second offensive. The cavalry opened the way, and all the armor soldiers quickly organized to reach the bottom of Wang Luo.
The purpose of the 800 infantry is very simple, the enemy is here to save people, then you have to come down to save people, if you don't fight us, then we will wait for you to come down and fight.
At the moment when they were waiting for the king to fall, all the cavalry were in two columns side by side, and the armored soldiers turned their horses and went up, and they actually set up ladders one after another.
Wang Luo stared at all this in front of him, and his heart was shocked and speechless.
Wang Luo never thought about killing people, let alone killing these people who defended their families and the country. Over the years, there have been more wars with the Central State and the Flame Country, and the reason why the people can live and work in peace and contentment is due to the soldiers who fought on the front line.
Wang Luo came to save people, not to kill.
At this moment, the king is in a dilemma, and if he wants to save people, he has to go over this group of people. But the military discipline of Heyang is like a mountain, and there is not a single gap that can make Wang Luo pass easily
At the moment when the soldiers below built a human ladder, Wang Luo used the broken soil in the space to briefly pave a road in the air, and leaped a hundred steps towards the south.
When Wang Luo stepped into the south of the small world, Wang Luo's heart trembled, and he heard a "ding" very clearly.
"The door is open!"
Wang Luo closed his eyes, and there seemed to be a little more thing in his mind, and there was a book reflected in it, which was the "Song of Yanbo Fishing" that his predecessors gave him that day
But there was a gossip map in his mind, Wang Luo looked at a small world under his feet, and only he could see this gossip map, which actually grew in the small world.
Invisibly, Wang Luo opened the Qimen Dunjia of Wenluo Zhuge .
Wang Luo thought about it, it turned out that Zhuge Liang's Qimen Dunjia needed to be fused with "Yanbo Fishing Song" to be officially opened.
"Strategist, what does he want to do?" asked Gao Qiuqiu, who stared at Wang Luo who was meditating in the air.
"In my opinion, this person doesn't have the real ability, the ability to escape is not bad, and I don't know which sect's disciple is going down the mountain if he is not good at learning, Childe, why don't we recruit them into the banner?" said the head of the man who was called the military advisor.
Gaoqiuqiu glanced sideways at the kobold military master: "He slept with me on the fairy, and I also recruited him, your brain is in water?"
The military advisor on the side nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, my subordinates made a mistake." β
"Look at Childe, he's down. The military advisor hurriedly pointed ahead and said, peeking at the highball ball and letting out a long breath.
Wang Luo frowned and looked at the scene below. The armor soldiers below actually stood their spears in the air, just waiting for the king to fall down and insert a thousand holes, and the crossbowmen were already waiting on the side.
Then Wang Luo smiled, and arrived at the effective distance of the crossbowman.
Wang Luo crossed his hands and made a very strange gesture, and then raised his eyebrows: "Jingmen, Fire Glass, Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"
There was a heavy turning sound from the whole small world, like the creaking of an old iron door. It's like the muffled thunder before a heavy rain.
Wang Luo could see with the naked eye that in the small world, the gossip map was rapidly turning, and the red mark in the middle pointed to the south.
"Ping Pong Ping Pong Ping Pong γγγγ"
A strange scene occurred in the small world, and the 800 cavalry all lost their armor.
From a single scream, like a plague spreading, they all screamed.
"Don't kill meγγγ"
"Help, help, I didn't mean to kill you. I'm old and young, you're an enemy, it's right for me to kill you, don't come here. β
"I didn't cut off your head. β
The whole small world suddenly seemed like hell, all the infantry fell into panic, and the souls of the dead appeared in front of everyone's eyes. There are enemies who have been killed by their own hands, there are their comrades-in-arms, there are their own relatives, they have hideous faces, they show their teeth and claws.
Wang Luo sighed, and quickly walked towards the gate while he could hold on for a while.
The golf ball on the arrow tower witnessed everything with his own eyes, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and for the first time, he deeply felt the horror.
"Strategist, go, go!" said the golf ball battle.
"Want to slip away?"
Wang Luo, who withdrew from the small world, flew straight into the arrow tower, and grabbed the neck of the golf ball with one hand: "Dead fatty, my own brother?"
The highball ball, which was still imposing just now, was instantly frightened: "Hero, spare your life, it's my dog who looks down on people, you can let me go if you raise your noble hand." β
After Xiaotiandi was removed, all 800 infantry were awake. There are people with bloodstains on their faces, and there are people who are full of tears and crying bitterly, Wang Luo can clearly feel it. When the door of this scene is opened, it can release the demons of people who are lower than their own cultivation, causing a phantom, making people unable to extricate themselves, until finally they go mad and commit suicide, so a hundred ghosts walk at night.
The reason why Wang Luo did this was to save people at the lowest cost without slaughtering one side.
Wang Luo pinched slightly: "Take me to see him." β
"This γγγ go now. The golf ball said with difficulty.
The barracks were imprisoned, and under the leadership of the golf ball, Wang Luo soon arrived, and the road was unimpeded, but there were hundreds of infantry armed with spears behind him, just in case. Not far away, there were countless crossbowmen waiting for the opportunity, and the kobold military advisor even took advantage of Wang Luo's inattention and found a corner and sneaked away.
If it goes on like this, the Gao family will be finished, and now only General Gao can save the son.
"Hero, please come here, be careful of your step, the ground is slippery, and the hospitality is not good. "The golf ball smiled hard.
Zhao Qianshu, who was tied up with five flowers, had already heard the voices of Wang Luo and others, and his excited voices were hoarse, and he pulled his throat: "Boss, I'm here, your brother is here, ouch, you're here, help." β
Wang Luo snorted and couldn't hold back his laughter, and a few steps away from the corner, kicked towards the high ball, followed by a "shhhhh
The highball ball that endured the pain immediately understood, and made the same gesture to everyone behind him.
For a while, there was only Zhao Qianshu's cry for help in the entire prison.