Judging by Mi Xiaojing, the two sides are evenly matched, and the only advantage of Dragon City is that the terrain it occupies is higher than that of the other party, and there is no decisive factor, and the competition between the two sides is still dominated by people.

A low horn sounded, more than a dozen flags were erected, and in the era of cold weapons, the role of flags and horns was to convey orders.

Black dots appeared on the horizon, and soon they were connected in a line, and a faint rumbling sound was heard, which was the sound of a violent bull stepping on the ground.

The horns on both sides were getting louder and louder, and the whole atmosphere began to be solemn.

Mi Xiaojing looked around curiously, and at this time he had already withdrawn his divine sense, because he found that it would be much less fun to see with his divine sense, and he could feel the invisible atmosphere more with his eyes.

The sound of the horn, the waving of the flag, the sound of hooves like thunder!

At this time, Mi Xiaojing saw a peculiar scene, countless people were building a wooden structure shelf, that is, three thigh-thick wooden pillars crossed together, one end was buried in the ground, and the other end had a sharpened tip, and burned it with fire to form a hard spire.

Soon, the ground was covered with such shelves, and quite a few people were digging pits, which were very narrow, only one person wide, and zigzag.

This is the case on both sides, maybe this is a tactic, anyway, Mi Xiaojing didn't understand it.

The great monk Lingdu explained: "This is a thorn frame, a pile of wooden thorns, to prevent the impact of the opponent's violent bulls, and is used to obstruct it. ”

Mi Xiaojing really doesn't understand, with his means, or with the means of any immortal, this kind of obstacle trench can be flattened with a casual slap, and it can be flattened at once with the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth, and it doesn't make any sense at all.

Immediately, he reacted, now it is a mortal battle, although these things are useless to immortals, and even to cultivators, they have a great effect on mortals.

Immediately afterwards, bows and crossbows were erected, and after the thorn racks and wooden thorn piles were placed along the trenches, some people were constantly busy, pulling the bows and winding them up for firing.

Mi Xiaojing found that these dense bows and crossbows were of different sizes, but the smallest ones had to be pulled by ox carts.

He swept it through with his divine sense, because the divine sense scan could quickly know the specific number, and then he found that these bows and crossbows were divided into regions, and there were thousands of bows and crossbows in front and back, divided into seven areas, three of which were in the front and four in the back.

Even where Mi Xiaojing and they were, there were people who came to erect thorn racks, which were arranged very tightly, leaving only a few passages, and a big flag was erected here, which was a red flag, and there was also a place opposite where a similar flag was erected.

According to the great monk Lingdu, this is a non-war zone, except for specific personnel, only the wounded can enter, and no one else can enter.

The people of Longcheng Temple quickly set up leather tents, most of which were made of bull and earth dragon skins, which were thick and waterproof, and could also defend against ordinary arrows.

Neither side attacked, but was arranged in a step-by-step manner.

Mi Xiaojing was puzzled: "Why don't you impact it directly?"

The great monk Lingdu smiled: "This is the rule, and you never come up to fight...... This kind of fighting has been going on for hundreds of years, and it is not a requirement to occupy each other's cities, it is simply a fight. ”

Mi Xiaojing was stunned, what is this? Fighting, playing, killing, and being sick!

However, he quickly calmed down, there are no surprises in the world, and this little thing should not be a big deal, so let's see the excitement.

Busy and noisy, one by one in full swing, only those earth dragon knights don't have to do anything, their only task is to be alert to the impact of the other party.

For three days they were setting up thorn racks and piles of wooden thorns, and the thin and winding trenches spread over the earth, and most of the men with knives and bows and arrows rested by the trenches, and they were busy for three days, and one by one they finally stopped.

The smoke of the cooking stove rose, piles of fires rose, and the smell of all kinds of food filled the battlefield, Mi Xiaojing strangely found that these people were not nervous at all, and their emotions were more like they came out for a wild trip.

Mi Xiaojing sat on a wooden platform not far away, which was specially built to allow him to see clearly.

The monks of Longcheng Temple really can't wait to enshrine Mi Xiaojing, and they don't have to think about Mi Xiaojing to anything, they have already thought of it considerately.

This wooden platform is not too high, it looks like six or seven meters, and the banner of Longcheng Temple is also planted, but any knight and warrior with a little common sense will not come to attack this wooden platform.

The battlefield can be clearly seen here, Mi Xiaojing's eyes are excellent, and even if there is something he can't see, he can also use his divine sense to see.

The battle finally began on the fourth day, and to Mi Xiaojing's surprise, only one person came out.

Grand Monk Lingdu explained: "This is a unique battle here! knights fight each other, warriors fight each other, and there are also squads fighting each other, until the final big brawl." ”

Mi Xiaojing said strangely: "And this method?"

The great monk Lingdu said: "This is a tradition......

Mi Xiaojing was puzzled: "If you fight like this, you will die a lot of people, right?"

The great monk Lingdu said: "No, there are not many dead, but there are a lot of injuries! This is also the reason why we are here, if we do not treat it in time, many people will indeed die." ”

Mi Xiaojing couldn't understand it at all, and he asked, "Why are you fighting like this?"

Grand Monk Lingdu sighed and said, "There are often inexplicable enemies here, and every time they appear, it is a huge disaster, and many warriors must fight...... At that time, it was the real casualties. ”

Another great monk said, "It's not just ordinary people, even our Longcheng Temple, even many cultivators will go to participate in the battle......

Mi Xiaojing was curious: "What kind of enemy is it?"

The great monk said, "Devil!"

Mi Xiaojing was stunned for a moment, the devil? Could it be that he refers to the ghosts of the spirit and ghost world?

"Spirit and Ghost Realm?"

The great monk Lingdu shook his head and said, "No, it's not that kind of ghost ......."

Mi Xiaojing suddenly remembered that when he entered the city, he saw a crossbow on the city wall, and now it seems that he is not dealing with cultivators, but against the so-called devils.

He asked, "Which kind is that?"

The great monk Lingdu said: "Every ten years, there is no certain time, and there will be a group of fierce people in the far west, they are not the same as us, their whole bodies are black patterns, and they are all fierce and abnormal...... The point is, they eat people! That's why we here are called devils. ”

The entire planet was scanned, and he remembered his previous observation, there was a desert with no grass on this planet, and then he understood that this should be a point connected to a small world in the void, and the people of that small world would invade here.