Text Chapter Ninety-Four: Unloading the Armor
"Damn it, where are the rat warriors?" the rat king asked with a roar.
Immediately after the words, hundreds of Elite Rats stood up at the banquet.
"Go get me weapons, whoever takes off this armor will be rewarded!"
All the soldiers said neatly: "Oh!"
After receiving the order, the soldiers of the Rat Country immediately went to get their weapons, originally for these warriors, the weapons were inseparable, but because they were afraid that they would be too numerous and disturb Chu You with weapons, the plan could not be implemented perfectly. Therefore, he was ordered by the Rat King that no one should carry weapons.
The soldiers who swarmed away rushed back in a moment with all kinds of strange blades. Among them, swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, everything. It seems that these martial arts rats have brought their most handy weapons.
"Give it to me!"
After the Rat King gave the order, he retreated to the main hall. And that group of generals rushed up, holding all kinds of weapons in a circle, and slashed at Chu You. Among them, there are also a few demon generals who have survived the catastrophe.
However, this chaotic blade slash had no effect on the dark red heavy armor, even though it seemed to be bluffing, but it did not cause any substantial damage. At most, the skin of the armor was damaged, and there were a few more messy scratches, which had no use other than to curl the edge of the blade.
"Report to the king, this will not work. ”
Half an hour passed, and finally an old rat with white hair and short beard couldn't help it and came to the rat king.
"No, I don't care, you're going to have to kill him for me anyway. Otherwise, don't look at you as an old general left by the previous king, and you will be dealt with by military law. ”
"Minister, understood. The white-haired, short-bearded old general of the rat clan sighed and walked back.
"Stop, change the hammer!"
The old general shouted, and in the blink of an eye, the rat generals all pulled back, and a group of sturdy young rats took their place.
Each of these rats has knotted muscles and is extremely large. The ones in their hands are either heavy axes or heavy hammers, and there are many weapons similar to maces, which seem to want to blow up this bucket armor alive.
"Up!"
After the old general gave the order, countless strong rats lifted their hammer axes and struck at the armor under their feet. The sound of "tinkling" resounded in the underground palace.
These hammers are struck extremely hard, and the strong rats are also rotated in three shifts, and the time for each rat to hammer three sticks of incense will be replaced, and this cycle of rest is used to ensure the strength of the armor being beaten.
"King, even if this hammer can't break the iron shell, the person inside should be shocked to death. This method must be foolproof. The old general took off his iron helmet and said next to the Rat King.
The Rat King rolled his eyes and scolded, "Do you think he's a bad old man like you? That hairless monkey can put a knife on my neck with two moves, and he will be killed by this method? Not to mention that he is likely to be a hungry ghost, how can a dead man be shocked to death?"
The "jingling" thrashing sound lasted for an hour in the blink of an eye. Although those elite rats rotated in three shifts, they were all tired in the end.
"Tell the king, and you can't use a blunt object. I don't know what kind of material the iron shell is, and it can't be smashed at all. "A rough rat with a two-size-fits-all figure, carrying a hammer head with a broken handle, reported to the rat king.
"I'll just say. The Rat King glanced at the old general and said, "It's not that I blame you, that "spring water" can't cause death, if that living monster wakes up, let alone you and me, the entire Rat Clan will suffer a catastrophe." ”
"Your Majesty said yes. ”
The old general looked up at the Rat King and quickly lowered his head, although he agreed with the Rat King's words on the surface, he secretly thought to himself in his heart: "It's just the Rat King who is afraid of death, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to slaughter the entire Rat Clan, not to mention that these big and small generals are united, and they may not be afraid of him." ”
"You don't believe me, do you? The Rat King's eyes were cold, as if he had seen through the old general's thoughts. said coldly to him: "He is a person of the Hungry Ghost Dao, and he has such ability, he must be an important person." If he is allowed to return alive, this humiliation will surely come back for revenge. You must know that there are tens of millions of ghouls and spirits on the ground, and even ten rat kingdoms are not enough. ”
"I don't dare. ”
The old general lowered his head.
"Don't talk about these useless things, I'll clean you up after this catastrophe, and now find a way to get rid of this scourge. The Rat King shouted eagerly.
"If you can't break your armor, you can only find a way to remove your armor. ”
The old general bowed deeply and walked backwards out of the main hall.
Under the wine table outside the hall, Chu You was lying there in heavy armor. However, the sound of the hammer and axe smashing before was gone, and only a small and melodious sound was still ringing tirelessly.
Looking up, I saw a circle of rats squatting next to Chu You, who looked like craftsmen. One by one, they carried axes, big saws, chisels and drills. The dark red heavy armor facing the sky on his back hurriedly started. Their division of labor is very clear, and each one performs its own duties. Among them, the big saw axe is sawed and cut according to the weak joint, and the chisel drill is aimed at the heart position.
Everyone in the rat country was immersed in anxiety, and in the blink of an eye, another hour passed. Counting the previous chopping and beating, it has been four hours since Chu You fainted after drinking the spring water.
"How's it going?"
The rat king's voice suddenly sounded, and he was so anxious that he actually came to check in person.
"Okay, I'm halfway there. In two hours, it will be able to touch his body. The leading craftsman rat replied.
"Two hours, fart!" the Rat King scolded angrily, "His grandmother, the effect of this spring water is not long, ordinary people will sleep for seven or eight hours, and this hairless monkey can wake up in five hours at most." You're telling me now that it's only been two hours before you can touch his body?"
"The little ones don't dare...."
A group of rat makers quickly knelt down and buckled their heads.
"What do you say, if you can't say it, I'll kill you right now!" the Rat King's eyes lit up as he glared at the old general beside him.
"Isn't it true that after drinking this spring water, you will generally become a fool?"
"Do you really not know or do you make fun of me, though the process of drinking the spring water is like death. But anyone who has some cultivation can carry this spring. If he could be stupid, would I be so anxious?"
The Rat King said impatiently and raised the broadsword, and pointed at the old general viciously: "My father respects you, but I am not. If you can't think of it, give me death now!"
"Your Majesty is angry. ”
The old general raised his hand to remove the blade, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.