Countless terrible screams rang out on the pontoon.

The shadows were black worms the size of soybeans, much like the gadflies on cows and horses, but even the wild wasps with their hives destroyed were not as crazy as these black worms.

There are many flying insects in this world who are desperate to chase the flames, even if they feel the scorching heat of the flames, and know that they will die if they throw themselves into the fire, but an instinct that has formed at some point still drives them to do so.

Now these black insects are even crazier than those flying insects that chase flames in the dark night, and those Northern Wei soldiers who were contaminated with medicinal powder, including this cultivator, have become something a hundred times more attractive in their eyes than those flames.

These black worms landed on the bodies of these Northern Wei soldiers, and then desperately burrowed into the fresh flesh and blood, until their bodies could not bear these fresh flesh and blood, and were crushed and shattered.

In the terrible screams, there were countless bursting sounds that only powerful cultivators could hear.

The blue-yellow body fluids in the bodies of these black worms corrode the fresh flesh and turned it into pus the moment it came into contact with the fresh flesh.

All the Northern Wei sergeants on the pontoon bridge who were contaminated with the powder had crystal pus on their faces and bodies, and they screamed and grabbed them, only to catch a clump of broken flesh.

Their faces were rotten, and their exposed skin was rotten.

Even then, these people did not die right away, convulsed in agony, fell, writhed, fell overboard on the pontoon.

Even this yellow-robed cultivator who thought of a certain possibility at the first time and resolutely turned himself into a heavy stone and smashed it into the water, he was not spared.

Dozens of thin shadows struck through the splash of the water as he fell, and then sneered into the water.

These black shadows brought out the white lines in the turbid water, and their bodies were small, faster than the figure of the yellow-robed cultivator in the water.

When the True Yuan in this yellow-robed cultivator's body exploded, most of them had already penetrated deep into the cultivator's flesh and blood.

A dull loud bang rang out underwater.

Dozens of driftwood flew up, and the huge waves stirred all the floating objects within dozens of feet, even the silt at the bottom of the river and those broken corpses were stirred together, which made people feel extremely disgusting.

The yellow-robed cultivator burst out of the water with a miserable howl, and those black worms shattered into pieces inside him, but his powerful power also turned the venom of these black worms into countless filaments, piercing every corner of his body.

The sewage flowed down his body like a waterfall, and he flew into the air, but the flesh and skin of his body were peeling off pieces of flesh, and in just a few breaths, his howl was broken.

There was no flesh or blood on his body, and it was like a rotten bone falling down, and with a click, it was a piece of driftwood below.

The terrifying screams of the waves resounded in Jiang Xinzhou and among the Northern Wei army on the shore.

Those people couldn't control their steps and retreated like a tidal wave.

With the sound of the beating of many chariots in the army and the sound of war drums in the rear, the retreating footsteps of these Northern Wei soldiers in front were forcibly stopped.

A lot of people are shaking.

Even those Northern Wei soldiers on the city wall were too.

Xiao Suxin turned around.

She already knew that this would be the result after these things of the Guo family in Bailan County were smashed when she came, but she still couldn't bear to look at this kind of purgatory-like picture on earth at this time.

Lin Yi frowned deeply.

His mood fluctuated a little, in addition to these Northern Wei soldiers who died too miserably, it was more because of this yellow-robed cultivator.

This yellow-robed cultivator's cultivation was extremely high, and the huge waves generated when the True Yuan exploded against the city wall made the city wall tremble a little, but this yellow-robed cultivator had not yet reached the Divine Mind Realm.

He should be a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Heaven Inheritance Realm.

This yellow-robed cultivator had come from the shore, and there was only one possibility of coming here, and that was because his previous words were going to challenge him.

It's just too much of a coincidence.

This yellow-robed cultivator had just come over, and these poisonous insects of the Guo family had already smashed down.

"I'm sorry. ”

Lin Yi bowed slightly to the corpse of the yellow-robed cultivator, and said in his heart, "I should have fought a fair battle with you, but it was really unfortunate to come." ”

Not many people cared what he was thinking at this point.

"The stuff of the Guo family in Bailanjun. ”

The commander surnamed Xi, who was sitting on the top of the wide war wagon, had a gloomy face, "Who died?"

"It's Qiu Dongfang, a cultivator of the Winter Cloud Sword Academy. ”

The military advisor beside him knew very well what he cared about, and reported it softly.

"Although you don't obey military orders and die at your own expense, your lives don't belong to you on the battlefield. Since the Winter Cloud Sword Academy sent cultivators to participate in the battle, and the cultivators did not listen to the command, the Winter Cloud Sword Academy naturally inevitably punished them. ”

The commander-in-chief's cold voice rang out.

He agitated Zhenyuan, and his voice spread through almost every corner of this army.

With the exception of orphans, all ordinary sergeants had families.

He had already reminded the families of these ordinary soldiers before, and now he was reminding the sects of these cultivators.

Whether it is the Southern Dynasty or the Northern Wei Dynasty, all sects and cultivation sites must serve the dynasty, many cultivation sects have existed for thousands of years, but for the war between the two dynasties, any cultivation sect is an object that can be sacrificed.

"No amount of face, no amount of glory, is not as important as winning this battle. ”

The commander surnamed Xi went on to say in a cold voice, "It is the army that makes most of you eat meat, not a single cultivator, so never feel that personal will is more important than military orders. Different positions think differently, so don't think things from your position. ”

His words worked very well.

Many practitioners fell silent.

However, in fact, it is not that it cannot be refuted, but that many people's attention is brought out of fear by his words.

Because of his words, many people subconsciously had an intuition that they would win the war by listening to his military orders.

"For the cultivators under the divine thoughts, the Guo family's things can only be filled with their lives. ”

The military advisor behind the commander said softly: "Ordinary anti-poison drugs cannot pose a threat to these things, so we must attack with fire, and we must wait for the arrival of the main army." ”

The commander surnamed Xi was silent.

The military advisor behind him then whispered, "Yang Lu's army will be at least until noon tomorrow... It won't be until sunrise tomorrow at the earliest. Even if our main army would not arrive until nightfall, I can't think of any reason why the general would not be able to storm this city. ”

From the words of this military advisor, the commander surnamed Xi understood that he was too impatient.

"Tomorrow morning, I will watch the sunrise on the walls of this city, and I will use the head of the forest as a wine glass. He nodded, took a deep breath, and agreed to the advisor's request.