The power of faith gradually decreased, Zhang Wuji opened his eyes regretfully, he really felt a little reluctant to give up, there was no such wonderful experience in the world. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Where is the Firehead? Take Holy Communion. ”

The people sitting around suddenly shook their bodies, woke up, and looked at the burning wooden tower in front of them, their eyes full of worship and awe.

The fat man who talked to Chang Yuchun in the morning straightened up, changed his sitting to kneeling, and said loudly: "The fire is here, the sect leader is mighty, God bless the Holy Sect." ”

With that, he stood up and shouted, "Brethren of the Fireheads, take the sacrament." ”

Scattered people suddenly stood up in the crowd and walked towards the rear.

Suddenly, countless people automatically changed from sitting to kneeling, and shouted in a chaotic voice: "Sect Leader Shenwei, God bless the Holy Sect." ”

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hands, pressed twice, and said loudly: "Brothers, get up." Remember what I just said, and don't do things against our hearts. ”

The kneeling people on the ground stood up one after another, and Wei Yixiao bowed and stood in front of Zhang Wuji, and said with a calm face: "Thank you to the sect leader, my subordinates have been taught." ”

Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "Bat King, it's good to have a harvest." ”

Ouyang Zhi also stepped forward and bowed and said, "Sect Master, you have opened a narrow door for your subordinates, thank you." ”

"Oh?" Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment and said, "The children of White Camel Mountain are really extraordinary, I look forward to you walking through that narrow gate as soon as possible." ”

Ouyang Zhi nodded calmly, but the respect he exuded for Zhang Wuji was something that everyone around him could feel.

Wei Yi was stunned, obviously, Ouyang Zhi understood more than himself, and the others didn't understand what they were saying at all.

Around the giant tower there are one hundred and eight two meters of bonfires, all of them are lit, one hundred and eight bonfires are hung on each of the large iron pots with a diameter of more than one meter, the pot has already been filled with more than half a pot of water, the gang leader is putting the processed mutton into the pot, each pot two sheep, this is still the spoils captured in the battle of Wudang Mountain.

Ten jars of twenty pounds of wine were placed around the bonfire, and the people who had woken up from the solemn and sacred atmosphere just now immediately burst into happy laughter, and even the faces of those Tartars were filled with such smiles.

Here is a happy celebration of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the Tartar camp opposite is heavily guarded, after dark, all the soldiers are neatly dressed.

Just as Agu Buhua was about to give the order to fire the cannon, a flash of fire suddenly rushed from the valley, and the fire shot straight into the sky, and even the two-zhang high city wall on the opposite side could not block the firelight.

For this firelight that was getting bigger and bigger and higher, Agu didn't spend these generals looking at each other, not knowing what they meant, so they didn't rashly attack, just stood quietly in front of the formation, watching the scale of the fire grow bigger and bigger.

It was because of this fire tower that Zhang Wuji had the opportunity to perform like that, and the Ming Sect had the opportunity to celebrate, otherwise all this would be destroyed.

With the full burning of the wooden tower and the lighting of one hundred and eight bonfires in the valley, the entire Butterfly Valley was illuminated. Agu Buhua and the others looked at the butterfly valley on the opposite side, which was as bright as day, and were silent.

How big is Butterfly Valley? How big a fire does this have to be to burn like this, what is the Demon Sect going to do? All the Tartar generals are asking themselves this question.

Mozhigen asked, "General, what should I do?" ”

Agu Buhua was silent for a while, and said: "Wait a minute, look at the scale of this fire, I'm afraid half of the Butterfly Valley is in the firelight, be careful of deception, and observe closely first." ”

"Yes, General." Mo Rigen replied in a deep voice, turning his head to look at the firelight on the other side.

"General, look, the soldiers defending the city on the opposite side are retreating."

Everyone hurriedly looked to the opposite side, and sure enough, under the light of the fire, the soldiers defending the city disappeared in a neat queue at the head of the city.

What does this mean?

Another big question mark rose in the hearts of everyone.

Agu Buhua's face was full of anger, his eyes changed several times, and he shouted: "No matter how he changes, there is only one entrance and exit in Butterfly Valley, no matter how demonic the Demon Sect is, he can still fly, guard here, Ben Shuai wants to see what tricks these demons are going to play." ”

In the Butterfly Valley, one hundred and eight cauldrons were boiling, large pieces of mutton were tumbling in the pot, and the rich aroma of mutton was spreading to the surroundings.

The flood banner soldiers at the head of the city were ordered to be withdrawn by Zhang Wuji, and ordered them to participate in the gathering in the valley. But he walked towards the city wall with more than 200 leaders, big and small, and his personal guards, and walked up to the city wall, which was as wide as the ground, and looked towards the silent Tartar military camp opposite.

Agu Buhua and the others naturally saw this group of people, but they didn't know what they were doing, they just secretly guessed.

Zhang Wuji led everyone up to the city wall, after absorbing the power of faith just now, his spiritual power has improved, and now he bundles the power of divine consciousness into a straight line to detect the opposite Tartar military camp, deep up to two zhang, this distance can be completely detected for the changes in the Tartar military array.

"Guys, what do you guess the Tartar is doing on the other side?" Zhang Wuji said softly.

He is relaxed, others are not easy, although he showed a magical side just now, but after all, it is still the side of a warrior, and there are forty or fifty thousand Tartar elites on the opposite side, especially those cannons and bed crossbows, no one dares to despise them.

"I guess they're sure they're guessing what's going on in the fires in the valley?" Chang Yuchun grinned.

"That's right, and that's right." Zhang Wuji nodded.

"I guess there must be someone on the other side who is watching us, the city is changing, and they are probably guessing what we are going to do?" Wei Yi smiled.

"It should be, it makes sense." Zhang Wuji nodded.

"Sect Master, subordinates guess they may have action." Guo Zixing bowed and said.

"Oh?" Zhang Wuji became interested, "Why?" ”

"Sect Master, this is also human nature, this holy fire in the valley is enough to burn half of the Butterfly Valley, if the Tartar is not moved, it will be a little stupid."

A number of people nodded yes.

Zhang Wuji smiled: "There is some truth, but if you want the Tartars to attack, I'm afraid you have to light a fire, and these fires are not enough." ”

"Hou Cheng, order someone to light a bonfire here, and let's drink wine and eat meat here."

"Obey, Master." Hou Cheng turned around and ordered.

Everyone was shocked, isn't this deliberately stimulating the Tartars, isn't that looking for death? Many people blurted out when they almost couldn't stop.

The city wall suddenly fell silent, Zhang Wuji looked at the opposite side silently, he also wanted to see how the Tartars on the opposite side would react, the wine in the valley was only four taels of wine on everyone's heads, not even half a catty, it would not affect the combat effectiveness, but it was possible that the wine would help the war.