Chapter Seventy-Six: The Ancient Battlefield of Waterloo

The night was bleak and the fog was slippery. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A gloomy wind blew, and the two horses suddenly rose to their feet with a long neigh, and then galloped down the road like madness, and rushed into the wilderness, no matter how much the coachman scolded.

Phew!

When the alarm suddenly sounded in Huang Shang's heart, several withered claws broke out of the ground, grabbed the horse's hooves, pulled left and right, and tore the two horses into seven or eight pieces, and the sky was full of warm blood and flesh, and five skeletons with tattered military uniforms jumped out of the ground, sucking on their backs, Bai Shengsheng's gums opened and closed and let out a silent roar, and ten black holes looked over.

"Oh my God!"

The coachman was stunned and cried out in despair: "It's the devil of Waterloo!" How did you get here......

"Waterloo?"

The two of them broke out of the compartment and saw five skeletons.

Huang Shang beckoned, the red light surged, the life shield came out in response, grabbed out in one step, blocked in front of the coachman who seemed to be frightened, blocked a skeleton that rushed over, turned his wrist and shook, cut the skeleton in half, and scattered it all over the ground.

At this moment, he finally saw the Dongfang Immortal's move.

"Gu Gongzi be careful!" Zhang Quan snorted, clasped his hands together and patted the western sky: "Pleiades star power, pray for my wish!" The beginning of the golden knife, condensation! Rusi responded, and a faint white light shot down from the western sky, pierced through the mist, and threw it into Zhang Quan's hand, merging with the golden light surging up between his palms, condensing into a ring-headed sword.

"Kill!"

Zhang Quan pounced like a tiger, slashed the skeleton that rushed in front of him with a knife, swept left and right, and the three skeletons that followed behind also landed on the spot.

With a knife in hand, Zhang Quan seemed to have changed into a different person, powerful and calm, and said: "Gu Gongzi relax, these foreign zombies are commonplace, I will definitely be able to protect you." ”

Huang Sheng smiled, his heart moved slightly, the round shield dispersed into a ball of blood, and the breath condensed into a dark green long sword, and looked at the coachman: "Hans, Waterloo is south of Brussels, why did we come here?" ”

Hans, the coachman, gasped, "I don't know, although it's foggy, I can't go the wrong way," he stared straight in, "the devil, it must be the devil!" ”

Huang Sheng patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Take it easy, some skeletons are just us, haven't they already been killed by us?" Hans, do you know the way here? ”

"Useless ......" Hans looked around: "The fog is too heavy to recognize ......" Suddenly, his eyes fell on the half-section of the tombstone three or four steps away, his pupils shrank, and he pounced, and when he saw it clearly, his face was as pale as a dead man, and he said in despair: "How could it be here?" How could it be here? ”

Huang Sheng stepped forward and said, "Hans, where are we?" ”

Hans was dumbfounded, "We...... I'm about to enter the core of the battlefield, and I can't get out......"

"Battlefield?" Huang Shang's face slowly changed, "Wellington's battlefield to defeat Napoleon?" Brother Zhang, take him, let's go! "Turn around and head north, and spread out your body and fast.

Zhang Quan picked up Hans, strode up and asked, puzzled: "Childe, it's just some bones, why do you need to do this?" ”

"It is impossible to get out," Moaned Hans, "the legend says that there are thousands of soldiers left here, and that the Emperor's defeat has turned into a man-eating devil, and once alarmed, they will all wake up, kill outsiders, suck flesh and soul, and those who are killed will be infected with sin after death, and will not be able to ascend to heaven, but to hell......"

"Thousands?" Zhang Quan's face also changed, the iron was blue, and his left arm couldn't help but use a little bit of strength, and Hans cried out in pain, and asked hatefully: "Aren't you quite calm in Ostend, why do you look like a bear here!" ”

Zhang Quan's string of words came out in English, quickly and urgently, very fluently, Hans muttered: "That was taught by a guest, it is different, so that I can attract the ...... of distinguished guests."

"Brother Zhang's pronunciation is good, why does Minister Li say that his accent is not correct?" Huang Sheng was stunned, glanced at him, and said: "Ninety years ago, the French Emperor Napoleon and the Anglo-Franco-Prussian coalition army fought a decisive battle here, the battlefield stretched for more than ten miles, and 350,000 bones were buried. ”

The stars and moon are dark, the wilderness is foggy and cold, and in the process of speeding, the sound of clattering skeletons breaking the ground is endless, piercing through the fog, coming from all directions, like rain, dense and creepy.

Huang Shang carried his sword like a fly, split a few skeletons that surrounded him, and said in a deep voice: "It's too slow, this can't work." In my name, in this world, Feathered Dragonbeast! ”

As soon as the words came out, bursts of blood red light poured out from the Huangshang sword and his left arm, revealing electric light, constantly churning, and after a thunderous roar, the feathered dragon beast appeared in the world, Zhang Xu came to grow, how tall a person was, golden eyes and long beard, scales and armor like iron, vicissitudes, savage.

"Brother Zhang!" Huang Shang jumped up, the long sword changed, condensed into a spear, dark green, like jade like jade, scattered with some bright red dots, cold and awe-inspiring.

Hans seemed to react at this time: "Big man, are you speaking Qing dialect?" Are you Qing people? How can a Qing man be a knight? Who are you......

"Childe is a good means!" Zhang Quan ignored Hans and jumped up with his strength.

Cha!

Under a rusty horseshoe, a withered claw suddenly stretched out, pinched Hans's calf, and the two forces pulled each other, Hans screamed, blood splattered, and one left leg was broken at the root, and he passed out.

The skeleton was also pulled out and flew into the air, Zhang Quan was furious, cut it in two with a knife, and said with a cold face: "Childe, this person will die, it is better to leave it behind!" ”

At this time, the skeleton group has surrounded the general, blocking the way, dense, as far as the eye can see, in front of it is full of white bones, dark eyes, tattered military uniforms, the feathered dragon beast has no fear, four hooves like flying, rampage, just like a speedboat, in the angry waves of the waves, brazen forward.

Huang Shang transferred the spear, knocked the skeleton that jumped up and pounced, looked back, and said categorically: "After all, it is a human life!" Stop the bleeding for him! ”

"Childe is benevolent!"

In the midst of the chaos, Zhang Quan was still busy praising a word, holding down the huge wound where Hans couldn't stop spurting blood, and a faint starlight surged up, gradually sealing the blood vessels.

The skeletons continued to converge from all sides, blocking the way ahead, and the yellow clothes urged the feathered dragon beast to exert thunder, and the lightning was brilliant, just ramming forward, the spear in his palm flew over, up and down, swept left and right, bloomed with big dark green spear flowers, and the man and rider were one, forcibly killing a white bone and blood road.

Along the way, there were quite a few obviously extremely powerful skeletons, with bright skeletons like fire and strong breath, riding skeleton horses to chase and kill, but they couldn't catch up with the feathered dragon beast and were left behind one by one.

The Feathered Dragon Beast is the overlord of the Phantom Beast in the Garden of Eden, its speed is far better than that of any famous horse in the world, under the charge, it has galloped out of several miles in less than a minute, and the group of skeletons gathered has gradually become sparse, Huang Sheng is relieved, and a wisp of coldness suddenly explodes in his heart.

Dangerous!

From behind!

"Childe is smallβ€”"

Zhang Quan's voice was not finished, the violent force behind him came to impact, and the yellow clothes flew out like leaves, the Venus flashed in front of him, and his throat was sweet in mid-air, spurting out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, staggering to the ground, and the skeletons in all directions ho-ho, with black eyes open, and rushed up.

"Young! Life Fruit! ”

At the moment of life and death, Huang Sheng vetoed the will to show up, and rose up his spare strength, the electric light jumped, and a thousand piles of snow driven by the power of thunder and lightning swept out, the guns flashed, and the emerald green snow suddenly flourished, piercing the cold mist, exploding with a roar, sweeping the whole field, and dozens of skeletons around him scattered into piles of dry bones.

"Ahem!"

Huang Shang coughed a few times, looked inward, and suffered the explosion at close range, but saw that the muscles were torn, the viscera was ruptured, the blood was flowing sideways, and it was miserable, and the eight drops of source blood were also due to Fang Cai's full blow, and the five drops had turned dim, and a distressed and dissatisfied complaint sounded in his heart: "Why don't you let me out?" ”

The little goblin said, took out a life fruit from the space, swallowed it in a few bites, and after purifying the pure life energy one step further, sent it into Huang Shang's body, first replenishing the source blood, and then circulating around the body along the two veins with the beating of the heart, quickly healing the injuries in the body.

The fruit of life is worthy of the creation of treasures, and what is taken from the untimely death is the superior quality that grows in the Great Devil's Swamp, and the effect is extremely fast, in just a few breaths, the muscle bonds are reconnected, the blood vessels are renewed, and the ruptured viscera is also bridged at a visible speed.

"I'm starting to feel like it's not like a coincidence......"

The wounded roar of the feathered dragon beast came from the fog behind him, Huang Sheng explained, urged the weapon to turn back into a long sword, swept away the skeletons that had come up from the encirclement, and ran out of more than ten steps, and saw the feathered dragon beast rushing left and right in the sea of skeletons, and the scale armor on its back turned outward, revealing a terrifying wound, and the red blood flowed out, and the vultures flashed with electric light, and the battle was endless.

The ground was full of scattered flesh and blood, interspersed with fragments of Hans's clothes as the coachman, strands of them, all unformed.

Xiao Xiao said: "This person blew himself up? ”

"It could also be manipulated." Huang Shang beckoned, the feathered dragon beast crashed all the way to the bone frame, ran over, its hooves were weak, it almost knelt down, stretched out its tongue and licked its palms, and its big face showed a tired color, and suddenly dispersed into a cloud of blood mist, surging back into Huang Shang's left arm, attached to a drop of full source blood, absorbing the thunder and lightning in it, and quickly recovering.

It seems that the Feathered Dragon Beast was too badly injured to support it and dispersed on its own.

Xiao Xiao said: "What did you do with it?" Sit and heal your wounds, and run out of this hellish place! ”

"It's not that easy, I'm afraid there will be a follow-up. If I don't have the fruit of life, will I run out of oil and dry up now......" Huang Sheng quickly said to Xiao Xiao in his heart, making a panting appearance, the sword in his hand kept moving, dyed with a layer of slight electric light, and killed forward, the skeletons scattered when they touched it, and they collapsed when they rubbed it, and they were like Tang Woxue, and there was no enemy under the sword.

Thunder and lightning are in charge of heaven and earth, the gods are mighty, and they can best subdue demons and demons, although Huang Sheng only understands a little fur at the moment, killing these skeleton soldiers is not a problem.

"Brother Zhang! Where is Brother Zhang! ”

Huang Shang shouted loudly while killing the enemy, and the electric light on the sword gradually dimmed.

"Childe! The villain is here! Zhang Quan's screams came from the fog ahead, the sound of blade clashing, the sound of shouting and scolding, and the sound of pain and snorting.

Huang Sheng took a few breaths and rushed over, only to see that in an open space in front of him, Zhang Quanzheng was killing with a blood-red skeleton, blocking left and right, and he was actually at a disadvantage, which was very critical.