The incense is worth three hundred! In other words, I got 30,000 merit points!

How much merit and incense do you need to patrol the city guard to promote the land lord? 5,000 merit points, 500 incense fire! In other words, I have done most of the most difficult incense all at once!

Sure enough, there is a way for this formation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And the result in front of him is in line with his other guess, not only can the demon not completely control this formation, but the ghost in this ancient city also has its own will.

Maybe it was this formation that trapped them and kept them in this cycle of defending the city again and again, or maybe for some unknown reason, they themselves chose to stay here.

Whatever the reason, these three thousand ghosts, even including those thieves, may have their own will, and they are not completely restricted by the formation.

Then, the opportunity to break this level is likely to help the three thousand soldiers and civilians hold this city, so that there is a problem with the circular operation of the formation, and then the will of these three thousand ghosts may help himself and Yuantong break free from the control of this layer of formation.

These were just Shen Lin's guesses, and he wasn't completely sure. The reason why he came to such an inference was that Shen Lin had seen some clues and clues from the first battle.

The ghosts in the first level are almost non-sane, and most of the time, they just kill on instinct. But everyone (ghost) in the ancient city of Iron Plough has their own emotions and wisdom, can communicate, can think, and even when the robe is killed in battle, they will be angry and sad.

Therefore, Shen Lin believed that the will of these ghosts gathered together would definitely be willing to help him.

After all, in this world, no one wants to be trapped in a permanent cycle, without freedom, facing killing every day, without liberation!

Shen Lin picked up the shoulder in the wooden box and looked at it, the size was just right.

The white-faced young general said with a smile: "This black silkworm robe was obtained by my father from a strange person, and it is said to be woven from black silk in the cold land of the northwest Arctic Northwest. Back then, my father wore him across the field, and this black silkworm robe saved his life many times. ”

Shen Lin said: "General Du, such a valuable thing is your family heirloom, I don't dare to take it casually, you can take it back." ”

The white-faced young general shook his head: "If I die in battle today, then this treasure will fall into the hands of thieves sooner or later." It's better to send it to someone who is destined to defend the city with us! Shen Xianchang, don't shirk it. ”

The white-faced young man waved his hand again, and someone held a large wooden stick the thickness of an arm, which seemed to have been burned by fire, and held it to Yuantong.

"Master, there used to be a thousand-year-old peach tree in our city, which was later struck to death by lightning, and after we cut open the trunk, we found such a core. Although it is not good-looking, the core of the tree is harder than pure iron. I heard that peach wood can ward off evil spirits, and the master is a person who has attained the Tao, so it is better to take this core and use it as a weapon for the time being. ”

From the moment the white-faced young general took out this piece of wood, Yuantong's eyes were a little straight, and when he heard the other party say this, he glanced at Shen Lin, his expression was a little excited, as if he wanted to, but he felt embarrassed.

Although Shen Lin didn't understand the mystery of this wood, when he thought about the words "thousand-year-old peach tree" and "lightning strike wood", he knew that this was a very good thing.

"Since General Du is so sincere, Yuantong, you can accept it, and go back and kill a few more thieves, even if you repay the general."

"Amitabha...... The little monk thanked the general. Yuantong took the lightning strike peach core, carefully held it in his hand and looked at it, very happy.

The white-faced young general looked into the distance with a solemn expression: "Today's battle will have a result." ”

Shen Lin felt that he had something to say, but after looking at his expression carefully, he couldn't see anything. He nodded lightly and said nothing.

……

By noon, the thieves were overwhelming.

They saw the deep moat in front of the city from a distance, and they were all a little stunned. With the addition of the city walls, the height they had to climb to attack the city was a few tens of meters! There is simply no such a long ladder.

Only in the south of the city, the moat was still at its original depth, that is, they could only concentrate their forces on this side.

The thieves seemed to be a little dazed by this situation, and they stopped, as if discussing something. After a while, one of the thieves shouted, waved his sword and pointed forward, and the thieves attacked.

Sure enough, as Shen Lin expected, all the thieves rushed in the direction of the south of the city!

Faced with this situation, all the soldiers and civilians of Iron Plough City were very excited, and if they only attacked one side, they would not have to hold all of them, but divide into several waves and take turns to defend the city wall. This not only relieves the pressure of defending the city, but also allows everyone to rest and recover, and it will definitely last longer!

The siege begins.

It was still the same routine as the previous two times, and the thieves rushed to the front and set up a ladder. But because the other three sides were restricted, the thieves could only concentrate on this side, and inevitably they couldn't put too many people, so they could only rush forward in waves.

The white-faced young general transferred all the hundreds of elite military formations to the south wall of the city, and the terrifying spear throwing was like rain, just a volley, and basically the thieves who charged in front died cleanly.

An hour later, a mountain of corpses had piled up under the city, and the strong smell of blood had accumulated and choked people with disgust. The white-faced young general withdrew the army and gave them a short rest, while sending other soldiers and civilians at the same time.

The corpses piled up more and more, and the thieves began to consciously stack the corpses together, stepping on the corpses and rushing up.

On a few occasions, some of the thieves finally rushed to the wall, but then they were swept down by the white-faced young man's silver spear, and even the ladder was shattered with one shot.

At this time, Shen Lin stood by the wall and raised his hand slightly.

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, the eyes of the soldiers and people around him still converged on him.

Yin Qi Convergence!

A cold air spread rapidly from the ground, and everyone was shocked to find that the corpses and weapons under the city began to decay rapidly, weathered, and sank into mud little by little, and the ground below began to sink continuously, but it was seven or eight meters deeper.

After Shen Lin cast the spell of Yin Qi Convergence, he settled the earth again, and some of the mana that he had finally recovered was once again consumed.

But this scene greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers and civilians defending the city!

I don't know who was the first to shout, and all the soldiers and civilians began to shout in unison.

"Immortal Chang is mighty! Immortal is invincible! ”

Shen Lin's face turned a little pale, but he stood firmly on the wall with a smile on his face.

In front of him, Shenxiao once again gave a hint.

"Get the reverence of the ghost remnants of Iron Plough City, and get the incense worth two hundred points!"

Happiness came so suddenly.