Chapter Eighty-Four: The Scorched City Wall

"Are you starting to itch again? Qingfeng laughed and scolded.

Ao Tian recovered so quickly, Qingfeng was naturally happy. But as soon as this Ao genius recovered, he began to make cheap again, but it made Qingfeng hate itchy. But in front of the commander, he was embarrassed to do anything to Ao Tian, so he could only laugh and scold like this.

"Don't dare. In fact, no matter how powerful I am, I still don't have to listen to your wife! "Ao Tiancai doesn't care what you are in command or not, you can say whatever comes to mind. Leaning forward, he leaned into the Commander's ear and asked.

This Ao Tian looks tall and mighty, and he can indeed be regarded as a dragon among people. What's more, Ao Tian was originally a dragon. But this Ao Tian is afraid of his wife, and he admits it in public, especially in front of the outsider who dares to admit it directly. This realm is much higher than Ao Tian's cultivation!

The commander's face froze, and he was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to speak. This is a matter of manly dignity, even if ordinary people are afraid of inside, they have to pretend in front of outsiders. But this Ao Tian is good, but he should be afraid of the glory inside, and ask himself.

But it's not just Ao Tian who feels very happy, but Qingfeng is already full of happiness at this moment. It seems that this Ao Tian has mastered the way of getting along with two people. In Liu Feng's eyes, Ao Tian's happiness is so simple.

"Don't worry about him, this kid regards being afraid of his wife as a kind of happiness. Let's get down to business. ”

The commander didn't come to see how Ao Tian was afraid of his wife. There is only one day and one night to burn the city wall, and it cannot be delayed because of this. Seeing that the commander was at a loss, he was very embarrassed. Liu Feng naturally had to say something to resolve it.

"That's why I'm here, and the soldiers have already begun to work, so I'm waiting for you. "The commander finally found a step, so naturally he had to go down the line.

"Let's get started, then. Liu Feng made a gesture to the commander to lead the way, and the group began to walk towards the area where it could be sintered.

The commander introduced his plan to Liu Feng as he walked. Originally, the commander not only planned to sinter a wall that originally spanned the riverbed and the sandbar, but also to increase the height and thickness on this basis, and develop it to form an urn city with a radius of 100 zhang. Only one gate was opened on the west side to facilitate the entry and exit of reinforcements.

"This is where the sintering begins. The Commander paused and spoke.

This section of the wall is obviously newly constructed, and it is obviously much taller and thicker than the old one. The height of the city wall is more than five zhang, the top is about one zhang wide, not only there are arrow battlements, there is also a city tower at intervals, which is convenient for garrisons and setting up observation posts.

Liu Feng looked at it, this urn city has taken shape, but most of it is still beginning to take shape. Thirty thousand soldiers were building earth around the urn. A trench about ten zhang wide appeared around the urn city, apparently smelling of a moat, but there was no water in the moat.

The four of them jumped off the wall, and the commander retreated far away. Liu Feng's Nine Spirits Domain had been opened, and Qingfeng's palms came out together. Under the enhancement of the Nine Turns Buddha's Demon Skill, a stream of blue flames erupted from Qingfeng's palms and sprayed directly towards the root of the city wall.

The earthen walls were baked by high temperatures, and gradually began to turn red. The temperature slowly spread upward, but by tea time, the one-zhang long city wall had been burned red from the wall to the battlements and down to the depths of the earth. I'm afraid that if the temperature is a little higher, it will turn into magma and flow down.

This section of the city wall has been sintered, and Qingfeng has not closed it. Instead, it moves directly forward and starts a new firing process.

At this time, it was Ao Tian's turn to show his might. Ao Tian had already turned into a dragon, and a mist erupted from the dragon's mouth, enveloping the wall that Qingfeng had just sintered.

The mist of water is evaporated by the high temperature, and the steam begins to diffuse, mixed with the odor of the water after it has been boiled dry. The reddish surface of the wall gradually turned maroon, and it was clear that the outer shell of the city wall had successfully cooled down, and the city wall had begun to become stable.

Ao Tian sped up the speed of spraying water, and the water mist turned into a water curtain. The burned city wall cooled quickly until no more steam came out of it, and Qingfeng burned another section. Ao Tian concocted the same method and began to quench and cool down the second section of the city wall.

Dozens of Demon Realm soldiers who had been waiting for a long time began to repair the first section of the city wall, removing the oxidized soil layer on the surface.

After a clanging sound, a section of the green and shiny wall appeared in front of everyone, exuding a metallic luster. It just so happened that the second section was also successfully cooled down, and Ao Tian had already started the cooling work of the third section. Qingfeng is firing the fourth section of the city wall.

And so on and so forth, and the day and the night went by. It took ten hours to complete the firing of the city walls. Ling Tianwu and the Holy Son had recovered from their injuries, and in the company of Mercy and Sitong, they also came to the city wall to see how to burn the city wall.

The final section was finally completed. The walls were swarthy and shiny, as if they were made of fine gold. At a glance, the entire urn city gives people the feeling that it is a steel fortress, unbreakable. Ao Tian and Qingfeng were already tired and paralyzed on the ground, looking at their achievements in the past ten hours, they also showed a smile of relief. Even Liu Feng was very tired, and he continued to maintain the operation of this Nine Spirits Domain, although his spiritual power was worry-free, but his body also consumed a lot.

Under the refraction of the setting sun, the entire urn city exudes a blue-purple brilliance. It looks so mysterious, and with a boundless aura of slaughter. The efforts of more than 30,000 people finally created such a great project, and several people seemed very satisfied.

"Parallel goods, how is it, I'm tired. Ao Tian turned into a giant dragon and constantly spit out water mist to cool the city wall that had been sintered by Qingfeng. The Holy Son saw it clearly on the side, and suddenly had an inspiration and gave Aotian such a nickname. But it's also very appropriate and natural, but this parallel trade is not a compliment.

"Damn, why am I a parallel import?" Ao Tian was dissatisfied with the nickname given to him by the Holy Son, and said: "If you want to call me, you should also call me Water Dragon." ”

"Regardless of whether it's called a water dragon or a parallel import, don't you still have to spit water? Anyway, it's all a spit water, not a parallel import?" This Holy Son and Ao Tian have been together for a long time, where is there still a little bit of the appearance of a person in the Buddha Realm, let alone the appearance of the Holy Son of the Buddha Realm.

"I said parallel import, you don't struggle anymore, you ask everyone, who disagrees that you are a parallel import?" Mercy is also very interested in ridiculing Ao Tian, and naturally helps the Holy Son speak.

"Parallel imports. Instead of struggling, you might as well close your eyes and enjoy. It's like enjoying the gentleness of Qingfeng, how good. Sitong also took the opportunity to step on Ao Tian, it seems that the nickname of Ao Tian parallel goods can't run away.

"This is the beginning of the husband and wife, you are better than me. Ao Tian closed his eyes in pain, and it seemed that he couldn't get rid of the nickname of parallel import. But when you are dying, you must also kick the Son. actually involved pity and Sitong.

"What do you say? Mercy and Sitong spoke in unison, their faces were as cold as frost, their hands pressed on their long swords, and they glared angrily. Especially Mercy is dressed in black and dressed, not angry and self-assured, obviously really angry.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, two aunts and grandmothers, you heard it wrong, can't I admit that I'm a parallel import?" Ao Tian was taken aback by pity, several people have been together for so long, and they still know each other's habits relatively well. Sitong is nothing, with such pity, he really wants to kill someone.

Although the Holy Son was also angry at Ao Tian, he definitely didn't really want to clean up Ao Tian. The expression of pity was obviously a rejection of the Holy Son, which made the Holy Son's heart darken, and his brows were full of black lines.

"Alright, don't go overboard with jokes. We're still big girls at heart, and we're thin-skinned. Pay attention to proportions in the future. Ling Tianwu looked at this posture and hurried to round the field. Pity is a little witch who dares to act, if Ao Tian really dares to say such nonsense again, it is strange that this pity is not angry today.

"Okay, Ao Tian and Qingfeng have just finished sintering the city wall, and they should also rest. Xiao Wu, you lead the way. Liu Feng was inconvenient to interject about this kind of thing, so he had to divert the topic. And the two of them are indeed overconsumed, and they really need to rest.

The commander had already taken someone to install the gate, and only Ling Tianwu and the four of them knew where to rest, so Liu Feng naturally had to ask Ling Tianwu to lead the way.

When the army went out, they all carried supplies such as tents with the army. When the previous commander arrived with 50,000 troops, he went directly into the battle, and it was too late to arrange accommodation and other trivial matters, but now that he had annihilated 200,000 Yan Demons, he finally had extra time and began to arrange accommodation.

The commander set up two small tents for Liu Feng's seven people, one where Liu Feng, the Holy Son and Ao Tian lived, and the other where Ling Tianwu and the other four women lived. Two small tents are sandwiched between numerous large tents, which is very elegant and chic. On this barren sandbar, these two tents are undoubtedly equivalent to palaces for Liu Feng and others.

"With so many big tents, I'm afraid it can accommodate 200,000 troops. "Ao Tian is the prince of the demon world, of course he has seen the army station, and after a rough estimate, he said.

"This is what the Commander has prepared for the upcoming reinforcements. Brother Feng, you see, the domed tent in the middle is the Shuai camp, specially prepared for General Zhu. Ling Tianwu pointed at Liu Feng with his hand.

Following the direction that Ling Tianwu was pointing, there was indeed another white dome tent. This consul is very meticulous and very thoughtful in his arrangements, and he is not a talented person who leads troops to fight. In the future, if you really fight against the Heavenly Demons, the more such people the better. All they saw was tents, but Liu Feng saw the talent of the commander who arranged and arranged these tents.

"The army of fire demons will arrive early tomorrow morning, and I am afraid that there will be fierce battles for days at that time. Take advantage of this time for everyone to take a good rest, and then there will be a good spirit to fight. "Liu Feng's own body consumes a lot, and he really needs to rest. In addition, the great enemy is coming, and a big war is imminent. Therefore, they took the lead in getting into the tent where they lived, and the rest of the Chinese also returned to their tents to rest, accumulate their bodies, and prepare for the next battle.

There was nothing to say all night, and in the early morning of the next day, there was indeed movement outside the urn city. The soldiers who had been recuperating for the night looked noisy, and it was clear that something was going on outside the city.

At this time, Liu Feng was woken up by a noisy sound. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the Son had already gotten up and did not know where he had gone. Ao Tian is still sleeping soundly, it seems that yesterday's consumption was too great, so Ao Tian couldn't sleep for so long. Liu Feng didn't bother, got up and walked out of the tent to take a look. Countless soldiers were nervous and rushed to the city wall. It should be that the army of fire demons has arrived, and these people are going up to the city wall to see what is going on. Liu Feng was fine, and he also rushed to the city wall.

"Lord Liu, please come over here. As soon as Liu Feng walked on the city wall, he was discovered by the commander and beckoned Liu Feng to come over, and the Holy Son was also beside him. Even among the four women, except for Qingfeng, the other three had already climbed the city wall.

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