But Mao Tao can clearly understand it, but he is at a loss like them, this kid is not stupid.

"I don't know much about Baling, and it's a bit hard to watch. However, Tauber begged the man who dug up the handbook to send it to the country of Baling, and he would be greatly grateful. In addition, he seems to say that from this illusion, some god has indeed fallen. ”

He Lingchuan's heart moved: "Mitian? ”

It seems that Balingguo knows more about the inside story. But this is also normal, after all, it was a warring war.

"I can't read those words." Mao Tao smiled bitterly, "In addition, the generous pot may not be able to move." ”

He Lingchuan's face changed: "Are you sure?" ”

They came here to take a lot of adventures, just to get the big pot back. If you can't take the pot away, isn't it for nothing?

Also, what about the battle of Woling Pass?

As soon as this question came up, He Lingchuan himself was taken aback.

Since when did he pay such attention to the war situation in the Kite Country?

"I'm just not sure, so I didn't think about whether to say it or not." Mao Tao snorted, "I've only been in school for three years, and if I knew this, I wouldn't sleep in class." "When the book is used, I hate it less.

"What else?" He Lingchuan touched his chin. Sun Guoshi must have seen these words, but he didn't squeak.

Is the old man sure to take the Dafang pot, or does he have other plans in mind?

"Also, Tao Bo believes that there is a powerful existence in this world." Mao Tao was embarrassed, "I can't understand the other words, so it's not good to speculate." ”

A powerful presence? "Is it a voyeur who doesn't know where to hide?"

Mao Tao shrugged his shoulders, how could he have an answer: "Brother Chuan, why didn't the national teacher mention it?" ”

"Maybe we don't need to know." He Lingchuan changed his words, "How long have we been on fire?" ”

"Uh, more than an hour?"

"It's time to go back."

"There is still ...... in the north"

He Lingchuan interrupted him: "The north side may not be important. ”

Where did the eldest young master see that the north side was not important? "The houses in the north haven't burned, I'm afraid that the national teacher will pursue them." Outside, Mao Tao must be the first to look at Lingchuan, but here......

"Da Shao, you can't hurt me."

"Let's go back first, if the illusion is not broken, I will definitely accompany you to the north." He Lingchuan smiled, "Are you afraid that they will eat you?" ”

This is what Mao Tao is worried about, and he can't help but shake. He is the weakest of the four, and if he doesn't want to be the first to eat, he must at least win over someone.

At this time, the two of them had used up all the wine, oil, and charcoal on the road, and Mao Tao no longer objected, so he threw away the cart and turned to the south gate.

"Da Shao, let's go straight over." Why take a detour and slip almost against the eastern wall?

"Come with me, less nonsense." He Lingchuan couldn't say why, the further south he went, the more uncomfortable his heart became.

It's like a catastrophe is coming.

That's why he chose this route, because the buildings on the east side are tall and the river network is dense, making it easy to hide his figure.

Now the east and west of the city are all in flames, and there is a smell of the coming end.

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Outside the Thunder Summoning Circle, the black pressure was full of heroic spirits, and there was no end in sight.

Ordinary resentful spirits have long been squeezed in, and only the Gale Army surrounds this place. Their military appearance is neat, and they are as quiet as an abyss, and the violent appearance of the first time they came out of the pond is gone.

Before and after death, they are all warriors.

Being stared at by tens of thousands of dead people without saying a word, how much pressure does this bring to the living?

The scalp of the Blackwater City Army was numb, and he couldn't tell if he was afraid or electrocuted. In front of so many military souls, can the formation still protect them? He Chunhua often had to cheer his subordinates loudly: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, the thunder is enough to protect us!" When we stand here with peace of mind, we are fighting for our country! ”

The rune array on the ground did have a thunder snake swimming, reminding both the enemy and the enemy that its power was hidden.

The previous squad leader threw a spear, but it was broken down by the heavenly thunder, and no one in the formation was injured, and it also taught everyone to be at ease. Who knew that it would not only use its brain, but also measure the situation, and even know how to send its subordinates to find reinforcements.

Now the army of Wuyang and Wuyang outside the magic circle doesn't seem to be lively. As long as the numbers are gathered, I am afraid that they will attack again. That's what everyone fears the most:

The Heavenly Thunder Formation is indeed powerful, but after all, it is induced by manpower, just like a lever. The power of the thunder is very strong, and you have to give at least one point, right? The morale of these hundreds of people, coupled with the social order of the county guard, can they hold on until the national teacher comes out?

Even He Chunhua was beating a drum in his heart.

The Heroic Soul army is assembled with the intention of overwhelming the opponent in terms of momentum. The so-called soldiers are scheming, and they surrender without a fight. Then they must have a future.

In addition, He Chunhua was particularly worried about the eldest son in the pond.

Nian and Sun are uneasy and kind to the He family's father and son, will their son suffer a big loss if he is alone? Although he sent Zeng Feixiong and others in, how many organs were dangerous inside, and could He Lingchuan handle it?

He Chunhua silently recited that his eldest son was a lucky general, and he would be able to turn danger into a disaster, but on the other hand, he couldn't stop worrying. If He Lingchuan suffers misfortune, then ......

"What's going on?"

"Are there any captives among the spirits?" There was a commotion under his hands, interrupting He Chunhua's train of thought. He looked up and was surprised.

The Gale Army split from it, making way for hundreds of Wraiths to roll out from behind.

This is the first soul body to come out of the pond, humanoid, and there are all kinds of strange ones, and even more than half of them are dressed in military uniforms, and they seem to be soldiers from other camps.

"The coalition army is the soul of the Xianba coalition army." Yes, the war in the Panlong Wasteland has been stalemate for thirty-two years, and this meat grinder has harvested not only the lives of the citizens of Ciro, but also a large number of coalition soldiers.

They also slept in this blood-stained land, and were finally collected by the Great Generous Pot, and they were not able to live in peace after death.

These resentful spirits who were originally complaining and whispering were driven away by the Gale Army, and they actually looked panicked, and the heavenly thunder wandering in the talisman array in front of them made them smell the smell of nemesis.

He Chunhua's face changed: "The Gale Army wants to drive them to attack the magic circle!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the gale army gave an order that shook the four fields, and sure enough, the swords and guns came out together, forcing the resentful spirits to rush forward. These hundreds of resentful spirits were urged to turn their eyes red, spinning in place, and finally rushed forward against the power of heaven.

The formation was activated, and as soon as they hit the Heavenly Thunder Barrier, they were blown apart.

Even so, the wraiths continued to follow suit.

All the living people saw the formation flashing and the thunder roaring, and the gale army outside the formation was still waiting for it, and they didn't feel worried in their hearts.

When the army engages or besieges a city, sometimes the prisoners of war are pushed in the front row as a meat shield, and the opponent cannot bear to attack, so they will take the lead. This method is cruel but effective, and has never been absent in the wars of the ages.