The thunder was rolling, the rain was majestic, and the rapid raindrops formed a string of beaded curtains, hitting the warrior's armor with an incessant thudding sound. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The water under his feet became puddles and muddy, making it difficult to walk. Sang Nan raised his head and smiled bitterly, this sudden shower shrouded the entire Sword Pavilion behind a misty water curtain, making it unclear and unclear, and also putting the siege army in a great predicament.

He had no choice but to give an order to let the armies retreat into the camp tents for temporary shelter and change into rain gear and clothes, otherwise under the combination of wet and cold, even if these barbarians were as strong as cattle, they would inevitably be infected with wind cold and serious illness.

The 4,800 living dead were indifferent to the soaking effects and had been carefully patrolling the surroundings as Sunnan had instructed them to do.

The soldiers of the Destroying Blade Battalion quickly changed into their robes, returned to the trebuchet, and continued to attack the Sword Pavilion in the rain, despite the obstruction of their vision.

Several golden thunderbolts suddenly appeared from the clouds, and the light flickered, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

Click, click! The thunderous mood was finally released, and there was a deafening explosion in mid-air, and the barbarians in the camp showed nervous expressions, and their bodies were full of coldness.

The rain continued to fall, the earth became desolate and bleak, the white fog was vast, and only the trebuchet repeated its monotonous singing in the sound of the rushing rain, reminding everyone that this was a tragic battlefield.

Bang Dang! Bang Dang!

On the surface of the wall of the Sword Pavilion, the cracks slowly became larger, and collapsed in many places. The opponent's attack constantly emitted fire and roar, mixed with the thunderbolt and thunder in the sky, like a miracle of double heavenly punishment!

The Sword Pavilion stood straight between heaven and earth, and under the punishment of heaven, his whole body trembled lightly and was shaky.

More and more Spirit Clan people believe that the sudden shower is caused by the attack of the other party, and the fear in their hearts is slowly causing them to lose their will to fight!

Lu Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, standing at the head of a ruined city in the rain, in front of him were 50 spirit people with solemn expressions, in the dim environment, lightning illuminated their faces from time to time, and the determination in their eyes indicated that they were about to complete an extremely difficult task.

Behind them, side by side are 50 wooden bird-shaped flying machines, called flying birds, the structure of flying birds is complex and exquisite, the shape and flight principle refer to the famous Tigris bird of prey - cloud carving, is a proud work developed by Lu Xiu with half a lifetime of energy. The greatest value of a flying bird is its manned flight. At the same time, it can also control the direction and speed of flight by the carrier.

Luciu originally invented the craft out of pure interest, only to realize later that it would be a weapon that could change the situation on the continent. The perfect flying bird can not only be used to scout the enemy, pass on messages, but also attack the enemy.

Of course, the current Flying Bird has not yet met the ideal requirements, at least in terms of safety and stability, and in the process of developing the Flying Bird, at least hundreds of Spirit Clan people have died as a result.

But that doesn't preclude the use of it.

Lu Xiu originally planned to leave the flying bird's attack at a critical moment, but who thought that the other party didn't give him a chance to breathe at all. According to the current trend, the Sword Pavilion may not last long.

Reinforcements are still on the way, and this heavy rain has delayed their arrival indefinitely, and if they don't use this killer trick, once the walls fall, there will be no chance to use them.

His gaze slowly swept over the quiet flying machine, gentle and reluctant, like an old man, looking at the child who was about to travel away, nostalgic, regretful, with a hint of expectation.

"I hope you can return safely!" Ignoring the droplets of water on his face, he took a deep breath and said calmly to the 50 youths.

These 50 young people have successfully piloted the flying bird at least once, and they are extremely valuable strategic talents.

However, this is the first time and perhaps the last time to fly in such weather.

"Please rest assured, city lord!" The 50 young people held their heads high and promised in unison, and the agitated and full voices resounded through the head of the Sword Pavilion City.

Lu Xiuyuan opened his eyes, glanced at the young people deeply, and raised his hand violently.

"Let's act!"

The young people quickly rushed to the quietly parked flying birds, and with the assistance of their assistants, they fixed their bodies on the brackets under the wings, with two control sticks in front and behind, the front one was used to control the flight altitude and speed, and the back one was used to control the direction of flight.

The head of the city is a special field for flying birds, which is long and protruding, with the ground slightly sloping downward, and is equipped with slides for accelerated takeoff.

"One is ready, please take off!"

Hearing this, the two assistants unfastened the aircraft and pushed it forward and pushed it away.

Bird No. 1 slid quickly forward along the slide, and then, like an autumn leaf, rose from the ground at the head of the city and flew into the darkness in the distance.

Lu Xiu and his assistants had a violent heartbeat, silently watching the flying bird that was gradually flying away, its wings trembling slightly, flying briskly in the rain curtain, and soon became blurred.

"No. 2 is ready, please take off!"

"No. 3 is ready, please take off!"

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As time passed, birds took off from the city, pierced through the rain curtains, and slowly flew forward until they turned into undetectable black shadows.

A soft sigh sounded in the city!

"My lord, do you think they will succeed?" The young assistant asked worriedly.

"They've made it!" Lu Xiu wiped the cloudy rain on his face, returned to the lookout, and looked into the distance silently without saying a word.

The young man piloting No. 1 is slowly approaching the enemy's military camp with a flying bird.

In order not to be noticed by the other party, he maintained a considerable height, and the temperature around him was extremely low, but fortunately, the clothes on his body were made of expensive materials, and the warmth effect was very good. But even so, he felt numb in his hands and feet, and his mask was frosty.

Beneath the carriage of the Flying Bird were four cans of fiery oil, which ignited when dipped in fire, and could not be extinguished in case of water, and instantly burst into terrifying heat, thus burning everything around it.

The task of the 50 of them was to throw the oil and find a way to ignite it.

Because of the heavy rain in the sky, it is difficult to ignite the fire oil by normal means, so they apply this fire oil to the surface of the wooden material of each flying bird, as long as the flying bird is ignited, they can control the flying bird to fall, ignite the fire oil in the barracks, and make the surrounding army their own burial.

The rain had obscured all signs and sounds, and the No. 1 Flying Bird was already hovering back and forth above the camp, unaware of the northern tribes, and the deadly threat would come from the distant sky.

One fastened the lever to the bracket and let the bird fly slowly in a straight line, then slowly reached out with his numb hand to open the hook containing the oil.

Suddenly, he felt a flash of golden light beside him, illuminating his fanatical eyes.

No! One was horrified and let out a desperate roar in the air.

In the clouds and firelight, the body of the flying bird suddenly burst into brilliant light, and the terrifying heat ruthlessly swallowed everything.

No. 1's voice stopped abruptly, and the gorgeous night attack became a swan song! (To be continued.) )