Chapter 3: The Strange of Saibei (II)

Nuns had a very high status in the Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty, especially in the military. The combat effectiveness of women who have achieved cultivation is not inferior to that of men, and they are as careful as hair, with keen intuition, and there are many secret methods that only women can practice, so when the emperor of the Northern Expedition three thousand years ago, he used the holy decree to stipulate that there must be a female soldier in a team of five people.

"Go up the city walls. Shi Yi shouted in front, and the team went up to the city wall and replaced the other team, and those guys have been patrolling since the second half of last night until now, and they can't support it.

Shi Yi was in front and Song Zheng was behind, and this strange patrol team of three evil men, four hounds, a half-faced beauty, and a scholar walked through sections of the city wall along the familiar route. Where the wolf barracks passed, those ordinary sergeants retreated and did not dare to provoke.

At the mouth of the canyon under the battle castle, there are still bones of the demon clan in the dense forest and grass. Seven days ago, a wolf cavalry of the Seven Killing Division attacked Huangtai Fort, and the garrison hastily responded to the battle and suffered a lot of losses. But the elite wolf rider of 900 people was also buried at the mouth of the canyon.

Although the chief soldier has already sent someone to "clean" the battlefield, everyone will not pay too much attention to cleaning up the corpses.

There is a flock of flame-topped vultures hovering in the sky, and if this ferocious bird of prey is lucky, it eats the corpse of the great demon, and with the essence of the flesh and blood, there is a great possibility that it will transform into a desolate beast.

Halfway through the patrol line, they came to the head of the demon dragon. Although he had to pass through here for at least twenty-six days every month for the past two years, Song Zheng still felt deeply shocked every time!

After three thousand years of wind and rain, the treasure chain used by His Majesty the Emperor of the Northern Expedition to lock the head of the demon dragon has been rusted, but the head of this demon dragon is still not the slightest bit decayed, and it is harder than steel.

From the back of the severed neck, you can also clearly see the deep and complex demon body structure, with the spine as the center, there are forty-nine special tissue structures, radially spreading to the surroundings, and this diffusion itself contains some kind of mysterious and infinite law.

It is said that sixty years ago, there was a military genius who realized a certain kind of Dao Zhizhi from this, broke through to the realm of knowing fate in one breath, and was transferred to the military department, which can be described as soaring.

The remnants of the terrifying aura of the head of the demon dragon suppressed the entire Tianxuan Canyon, because the arrangement of the Great Emperor of the Northern Expedition had no impact on the human race. If it weren't for the suppression of this thing, Huangtai Fort might not be able to stop the Seven Killings for three thousand years!

Song Zheng shouted to the front: "Shi Tou'er, take a rest." ”

Shi Laoqian waved his hand indifferently, everyone dispersed, Wang Jiu was paralyzed on the spot, he would never take one more step. Song Zheng used both hands and feet, and climbed to the top of the head of the demon dragon along a bucket-thick chain.

The demon dragon has thirty-seven horns, all of which are on the top of the head, messy like thorn bushes, but each dragon horn is hideous and huge, and Song Zheng stands on the highest dragon horn.

He looked into the distance, thinking about the past, and couldn't help but think about it.

Thousands of miles away is the dangerous Divine Ember Mountain Boundary, once you go deep into it, if it is not for a genius like the Northern Expedition Emperor, there is no hope of survival at all.

Over the past 3,000 years, how many bloody overhauls have wanted to replicate the great achievements of the Great Emperor in those years? Among them, there are countless proud sons of the world, but none of them have been able to come back from the Seven Killing Division.

He recalled the description of the earth-shattering battle of the emperor three thousand years ago in the history books, and couldn't help but be fascinated by the incomparable reverence, subconsciously imitated the emperor's movements, and drew his sword and slashed it far away!

There was a burst of laughter from below, and Zhou Kou shouted at him: "Scholar, don't dream, even if you have cultivated for nine lifetimes, it is impossible for you to cut through the Ten Thousand Divine Ember Mountain with one sword like the Emperor of the Northern Expedition." ”

Song Zheng smiled slightly, and put the sword into the sheath, but he didn't mind their teasing.

Shi Yi scolded below: "Have you seen enough? Get down when you've seen enough, and continue patrolling." ”

Song Zheng was about to climb down, when he suddenly saw a black spot in the white clouds in the distant sky, and it quickly became larger. His expression changed: "There is a heavenly bird demon attacking!"

In a battle half a year ago, Song Zheng personally experienced that the demon clan attacked from the sky in this way. Dozens of Heavenly Bird Demons swooped down from the clouds, and instantly killed Huangtai Fort by surprise!

It was the most tragic battle experienced by Huangtai Fort in the past few years, the Heavenly Bird Demon directly occupied a section of the city wall, and the general soldiers in the early stage of the Ming Realm personally took action, and fought hard for three days, and all the generals above the battalion were injured before the demon clan was repelled.

Shi Yi and the others below also cleaned up all at once, Wu Chang Shi Yi had already put the whistle in his mouth, Zhao Xuan aimed at the black spot with the dark Yan crossbow, but suddenly frowned: "It's not quite right." ”

The black dot quickly became larger, and Song Zheng, who was standing at the highest place, was the first to see clearly, it was not a big demon, but a raging flame, with a golden red inside, which seemed to be constantly melting and changing.

The heavenly fire kept flying, getting bigger and bigger, and a loud roar came from the highest place, like a heavenly drum.

The generals and sergeants had just rushed out of the barracks, and before they could figure out what was going on, the heavenly fire had already smashed down on the mouth of the canyon in front of them with a loud bang, and the mountains shook suddenly, and Huangtai Fort seemed to collapse!

The sky is covered by white light, and all kinds of auspicious scenes rise and evolve into thousands of things, and the wonders cannot be described in words.

After a long time, the white light that covered the sun dissipated, and the battalion generals were the first to react, their feet were stunned, and they rose into the air, and the streamer phantom quickly rushed towards the direction where the heavenly stone landed.

In the epicenter of the play, Song Zheng fell from the head of the demon dragon, and grabbed the city wall with his eyes and hands quickly to avoid the end of being crushed. At this time, he just climbed up, and looked at the direction where the heavenly fire landed with some embarrassment, and said thoughtfully: "The sky is strange......"

Several battalion generals soon arrived, the flames were still burning, and there was a molten golden red, and countless golden runes the size of mosquito feet floated out of the flames, forming a special structure like a strange array, layer upon layer to protect the heavenly stones inside.

One of the camp generals was good at formations, and after dancing around the heavenly fire for a while, he said excitedly: "Among the structures composed of those runes, there are many small Sumeru realms!"

Someone shouted, "Tell the chief soldier quickly!"