Chapter 90: The Great Battle of the Undead Legion

It is the lamp on the pillars, but it is better to have a bronze lady kneeling beside each pillar. The lady's hands held a large jug, which was clinging to the pillar. The whole shape is vivid, all cast in bronze in one piece, and the pot and the lady themselves must be a very large container, which should be filled with grease and only for a finger-thick wick to burn at the spout.

Everyone looked back and saw Lao Wu standing in front of a lampstand with a lit lighter and looking stupid. Obviously, he lit this lamp, but he didn't expect to light one, but it had a chain reaction, and every oil lamp along the cloister lit up.

The people, who were a little frightened by various mechanisms, were ready to flee a long time ago. But after waiting for a while, nothing appeared.

"I, I just want to know if it's really a lamp oil made with mermaid anointing. Lao Wu also seemed to know that he had done something wrong, and explained with a smile in a hurry, revealing his two front teeth.

"I don't know if there are mermaids, but whale oil is possible. It's just that Professor Wu, you have touched the mechanism several times, and it will be difficult for us to complete our task of protecting you. "The golden wolf really can't bear it anymore this time, and the mechanism in that corpse pit was triggered by Lao Wu.

"Look at it, look at it, comrades are still quite angry!" Old Wu smiled and was about to come up and pat the golden wolf on the shoulder.

The golden wolf was really on fire this time, his hands were creaking, and his eyes were already red. Seeing that there was about to clash, suddenly a figure inserted into the middle of the two rao, and couldn't help but pull the golden wolf aside. On the other side, Teacher Yuan and Fan Lao also came over and pulled Lao Wu away, blocking the sight of both sides.

"Are you crazy, remember your identity, your mission ......" It was the wild wolf who pulled away the golden wolf, in fact, he knew that the golden wolf had been holding back a fire, and the sick cat actually had the best relationship with him.

The golden wolf on this side stopped talking, and the other side seemed to calm down, only occasionally a few words such as "**, Qiu Ba" floated over.

Now that both sides were pacified, and there was no mechanism to activate, everyone refocused their attention on the last few murals.

I saw that on this painting, the First Emperor was holding the scroll in his hand, and the expression on his face was very strange, as if he was reluctant and determined. On the ground was a brazier and seven or eight open boxes of various sizes.

Apparently the boxes were used to store the scroll. But the brazier...... Could it be that the First Emperor was going to burn that scroll?

The wolf was almost on his stomach on the mural, and when he saw the brazier, he eagerly ran to the next painting. Maybe others don't understand why wild wolves are so out of shape. But Ling Yunfeng knew that even if there was a slight possibility, the wild wolf wanted to get that scroll.

Because it is a matter of victory or defeat in the military strength of our country and the hostile country. And if it wasn't mentioned in the mission briefing, it's a 70 percent chance that the tomb robbers didn't pay attention to the murals. Or maybe they were so frightened by the terracotta warriors in front of them that they didn't dare to stay here.

Of course, these are just speculations, and no one knows the real situation. That's why the wolf was so eager to find the whereabouts of the scroll.

The result may have been disappointing, as Ling Yunfeng and the others were watching the wolf pound against the wall where the next mural was located.

In that painting, the First Emperor was lying on his back, and the scroll in the brazier was burning, emitting a faint blue flame. The most shocking were the sharps, who stood there in full formation, and there were craftsmen covering them with clay.

Seeing this, everyone felt a chill down their spines. Could it be that the figurines standing behind them are those resurrected warriors?

This is much more terrifying than tens of thousands of charred corpses, and everyone turns their necks with difficulty, not wanting to leave their backs to those sharp men who kill without blinking.

"When the ......"

Before everyone could turn their heads, they heard this sound that was more terrifying than the explosion. At this point, all the sweat began to flow down his forehead.

"I'm sorry. I just want to see if this sword is really as sharp as it has been for thousands of years. ”

When everyone turned their heads, they saw Lao Wu picking up the bronze sword from the ground, which should have been drawn from the waist of the figurine. and Lao Wu's smiling face.

Fan Lao and the others also secretly scolded Lao Wu at this time, which was a bit excessive. The golden wolf on the side looked at the wild wolf, and the meaning was obvious, that is, I wouldn't be so uneasy if I had already beaten him down.

Before the wild wolf could attack, a powerful big hand suddenly appeared in front of Lao Wu, holding the bronze sword exactly right.

Then, the sound of "crunching" pottery shattering was heard, and large chunks of clay fell to the ground and shattered.

Lao Wu swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and when he slowly turned his head to look at the side, the figurines next to him also shook off the clay on his body, and he was moving his neck and turned his head to look at Lao Wu, revealing a pair of deep black holes.

Everything was quiet, as if time had stood still.

However, this silence was soon broken, and Lao Wu jumped towards the brick door with a "......" in his throat, which was not much faster than that of a sprinter.

And the "crunching" sound of shattering behind him kept coming, and it was clear that hundreds of other sharps were also resurrected.

Because it was the penultimate mural, they were close to the brick door where they entered. When they ran to the brick door, they found that the broken brick door had been closed at some point.

"Ah......" Lao Wu was so anxious that he kept banging on the door with his hand, but everything was in vain.

"Get out of the way, they're shooting arrows. The wolf, who had been observing the terracotta warriors, shouted loudly.

Ling Yunfeng couldn't take care of so much at this time, so he was busy pong Lao Wu and pressed him behind a pillar. Luckily, the pillars were thick enough to cover the rain of arrows.

"Captain, what should I do?" Erhuzi shouted in the direction of the wild wolf.

In fact, he wanted to ask if he could fight back, after all, the soldiers were armed. But at this time, there is a problem, that is, these figurines are all national cultural relics. If it is damaged, the state will not agree. In addition, these sharp soldiers were people more than 2,000 years ago, and they can be resurrected at this time, which is much more important than cultural relics.

The wild wolf also had red eyes at this time, he knew the importance of the terracotta warriors in front of him, but he cared more about his comrades. Without hesitation, he shouted, "Free fire." ”

In fact, when the wolf gave the order, he still had an idea, that is, to know if those terracotta warriors were really immortal as stated in the mural.

"Da-da......" A barrage of bullets shot out of the assault rifle.

The soldiers who had been shot rose dust and smoke on their bodies, and their bodies trembled a few times from the impact of the bullets. Then, in unison, they raised their bows and arrows in unison, and a volley was commanded by a soldier with a V-shaped haircut on his head.

This made Erhuzi, who had just shot, unable to raise his head at all, so he could only curl up behind the pillar, not daring to show a single bit.

"Chief, bullets are useless to them. Is this still a fucking human?" Erhuzi complained loudly.

"I've lived for more than 2,000 years, and it's strange if I were still human. This is the Immortal Legion!" The golden steel wolf had already lost the anger he had just now, and there seemed to be some excitement in his eyes.

(To be continued...... ）