Chapter Twenty-Five: The Mystery Is Cleared
Due to the low terrain of Rixuan Castle, the flood swept in a monstrous manner, spreading all over the streets in an instant. The disgruntled forward battalion soldiers who were originally forcibly summoned by Xuanyi are now grateful to Xuanyi, if it weren't for the decisive order of this "unpredictable prophet" to pull out the camp, the vast majority of the surviving people here would have died in their sleep.
In addition to the tragic white-knuckle warfare, the war in the era of cold weapons is indispensable to rely on other natural forces, and the method of fire and water attack has been widely used in major battles since ancient times, and Xuanyi certainly will not be naΓ―ve to think that this flood is a natural disaster.
The soldiers of the forward battalion trekked through the water with the help of horses, and the city was full of floating debris, and if they did not go out of the city as soon as possible and walked to higher ground, they would inevitably become sick and lose their combat effectiveness after being immersed in the water for a long time.
Fortunately, the military camp in the north of the city was only a few miles away from the north city gate, and the group could go out of the city without hindrance, and the safety of the rest of the city was temporarily uneventful.
The flood has almost passed the horse's belly, Xuanyi has to lead the war horse to wade through the water, the crisis of the flood can be overcome, but a bigger crisis must be waiting for him, his heart is extremely heavy, and he clearly feels that everyone involved in this battle has fallen into a huge puzzle.
The group finally escaped from the brushed city gate without danger, and the noisy sound of water covered the desperate cries of the people behind them, and the inside and outside of the city gate seemed to be two worlds.
"My lord! my lord!" Bo Cunxu rushed over with a big stride through the water, his face was cloudy: "Gong An, they are still in the city, it's not good for us to withdraw first!"
Xuanyi stopped and glared back at the subordinate, and said lightly: "The flood is still rising, if you don't want to die, you can go back." β
"This... Bo Cunxu was choked by Xuanyi's words, and opened his mouth to speak.
"Look over there, there seems to be a boat!" a sharp-eyed guard screamed, pointing to the dense black dots that were flowing down the river in the distance.
Xuanyi looked in the direction of the guard's fingers, and the moon showed its face from the dense clouds at some point, and under the bright moonlight, thousands of pointed-tipped warships could clearly be seen sprinting down in the direction of the east gate of Rixuan at a great speed by the torrent. The cabins of the warship are painted snow-white, and the blood-red serpentine emblem printed on one side is extremely eye-catching.
I have seen this shape of the emblem Xuanyi more than once, and it is the Vortex people who make him hate it deeply!
"Damn, it's Montenegro!" Bo Cunxu on the side cursed indignantly: "These damn dwarves actually dare to take the opportunity to attack us." β
Xuanyi shook his head: "There's nothing you dare! Maybe this flood was caused by them breaking the embankment of the Luojiang River." β
He pointed to a small hill on high ground in the distance and ordered: "Everyone obey the order, the enemy has appeared!
"Obey!" The soldiers beside him suddenly received the order.
At this time, the city was already boiling, countless houses were washed away by the flood, and the panicked people cried loudly to pin their hopes on the rescue of the government, and the flood came fiercely, and the city was soon filled with corpses that had died of drowning.
In the prison army's mansion, a guard from the inner palace rushed to the mansion, raising his hand and about to knock on the door of the bedroom of the prison guard's father-in-law. Who expected the door of the room to open without wind, revealing the figure of Father-in-law An's brocade robe and jade robe.
"An Gong... The guard was about to speak, but was interrupted by Grandpa An's wave.
"Our family knows, isn't it just that there is a thief in the city's water? Don't panic!" Father-in-law An smiled calmly and confidently: "You go and gather everyone in the mansion, and kill me after a stick of incense!"
Infected by Grandpa An's confident performance, the guards couldn't help but stand up straight, saluted respectfully and ran out quickly.
"Hehe! Has the Montenegrin Kingdom finally intervened? This breach of the embankment of the Luojiang River is a vicious plan! But you should not underestimate our family! This place is now called Zhenyuan! Our family is the future Marquis of Zhenyuan!" Father-in-law An clenched his fists, his joints cracked crisply, and his face was full of hideous expressions.
"I haven't done anything with anyone for many years, and I don't know how many people on the rivers and lakes still remember our family's Soul Splitting Claw!"
On the shark-shaped warship of the Black Mountain Country, the commander Ishihira Taro was full of fanatical and bloodthirsty colors, and at this moment, he couldn't help but admire the chief of staff who came up with a plan to attack the water. Although it took more than half a year to prepare, the results were gratifying.
The water of the Luojiang River, which had been accumulated for more than half a year, turned a large area of the entire Ningdu Province into a large area of Wang Yangze in an instant, and even Rixuan, a fortified city that seemed to him to be easy to defend and difficult to attack, surrendered to the obscenity of the monstrous flood for the first time.
The shark-shaped ship quickly passed through the East City Gate, and the Montenegrin soldiers on the ship shouted excitedly, and easily penetrated into the enemy's hinterland like ghosts in the dark night.
"Ishihira-kun, this city is too big, we don't have enough manpower, and it will be very difficult to harvest people!" a black mountain samurai whispered to Ishihira Taro's side.
"Tojiri-kun, you're too worried, the Staff Office has already taken a countermeasure. With a weird smile on his face, Ishihira Taro waved his hand disapprenously: "You are a senior monk of the Brokeback Mountain Temple, I don't know if you have heard of the staff Shenjun?"
Ishihira Taro was in a very good mood, so he had the heart to show off in front of Tojiri Jiji, and the other party was also one of the best disciples of the Great Sect in Montenegro, and it was worth making friends with him.
"Oh, you're talking about the ten-headed god king?" Higashiri Jiji guessed cautiously with a solemn face.
"That's right! it's the Ten-Headed Divine Monarch!"
"What! God ... Is Lord Kami-kun here too?" asked Tojiri in disbelief with a trembling voice.
"Uh... Ishihira Taro smiled awkwardly: "No... Lord Shenjun has a lot of opportunities, how can he deign to come here. β
He pointed to the brown cages hanging on the sides of the warship and smiled proudly, "However, the heir of Lord Shenjun is here. β
"Sir, we have arrived at the inner city of the Great Liang Rixuan City!" a helmsman in the distance reported in a loud voice.
"Come, Tojiri-kun, let's invite God-kun together!" Ishihira Taro grinned and grabbed Tojiri's hand, which had enough folds on his face to trap mosquitoes and flies. The two of them reached to the side of the boat and reached out at the same time to press down on a part of the brown cage.
"Hiss!" came the screams of wild beasts from the cage, followed by the sound of heavy objects entering the water, and the other Black Mountain warriors on the shark-shaped ships followed suit, and everyone reverently shouted, "Please God-king!"
Hundreds of huge black shadows flashed under the surface of the water, and soon dived into the water and spread towards the city.
"Hahaha! slaughter to your heart's content!" the night wind sent Ishihirataro's rampant laughter into the distance.