She Is Not a Witch

Chapter 46: Descendants of Thor

Yanyu Island, Wuxin City.

Since the failure of attacking Wuxin City that day, the black scarf soldiers on the opposite side have become much quieter. They no longer insist on capturing the city within a few days, but spread out, dispatching scouts to the upstream and downstream, slowly closing in from all directions to surround and monitor the city near the mountain.

The defenders in the city were naturally aware of it, but their strength was originally smaller than that of the Black Turban Army outside, and the Yanyu Island was mountainous and fought in the forest. Those agile Black Turban Army obviously had an advantage and were more flexible.

The two sides have been in a stalemate for several days. The defenders are waiting for support, and the Black Turban Army is also waiting for support.

This continued until five days later, and finally there was a change.

A team of about sixty people came from the south, and even the defenders in the city could hear the heavy hooves on the other side in the distance.

"What's going on over there?" The team on the city wall was talking.

"Looking at the people coming from the south, could it be some kind of special master?" Ordinary people usually think of these things.

"Quick, take a closer look." As he said, the team was looking at the soldiers on the watchtower.

"Yes!" The soldier began to fiddle with the copper binoculars in front of him, and turned to the distant camp.

Against the background of the dark woods, dozens of tall visitors rode giant black oxen on the road by the river.

These people are tall, about three to four meters tall, with dark skin but with a metallic luster, giving people the ultimate copper color, only a little dark gold can be glimpsed, wearing rough armor with shoulders and legs exposed, and their hair is mostly grayish blue.

When being spied on, one of them turned his head suddenly, and saw a flash in front of his eyes, and the soldier on the watchtower knelt down on the ground covering his eyes, rolling over and over again.

"It hurts, ahhh!"

"Don't look at it." On the other side of the city wall, an old soldier came over.

"That's Lei Xiaze's descendant of Thunder God. I don't think they can find more than 60 people. These people have long since died out."

In ancient times, Lei Xiaze lived a group of tall giant races. Their skin was as dark as copper, they were good at using lightning, and they controlled giant snakes. They were a powerful tribe in the local area, and the surrounding monsters did not dare to invade.

It is a pity that the number of such a powerful race has been small. Then with the advent of the phoenix, the human race migrated and expanded in all directions from the shore of the Yellow Sea, and encountered this powerful local tribe in the midst of hardships.

After the two sides met, they fought several wars, and then the population of this tribe decreased, and then gradually declined.

Originally, there was a huge city in Lei Xia Ze, which gathered nearly a million people in ancient times. After the great war, this huge city sank into the swamp. Since then, the descendants of these Thunder God tribes have gradually disappeared, and there are fewer and fewer. Even if there are, most of them are mixed blood, not as powerful and special as their ancestors.

After solving the prying eyes of the defenders on the city wall, the group of more than 60 people walked into the camp of the Black Scarf Army. The wooden fence beside them was not visible to them, and some soldiers around them were like looking at fragile chickens.

"Here it is, Huang Gu." The young man in black who was walking at the front got off his horse and spoke to the tall figure behind him.

"Hmm." His voice was rough, then he turned around and gestured to the clansmen behind him.

Afterwards, these people got off the huge black bull, sat cross-legged on the ground to rest, and didn't speak much. Only the occasional electric sparks appeared on their bodies to detect that they were tempering magic power and practicing.

Wu Xingkui opened the door curtain and walked into the big tent in the center, while Huang Gu at the back also bent down and walked into the big tent with his head down. Fortunately, the height inside was enough, so he didn't need to keep his waist down. It was too high anyway, so everyone in the big tent had to look up at this tall descendant of Thunder God.

"Everyone, this is my elder brother Huang Gu." Wu Xingkui introduced to everyone, and then there was a burst of welcome in the big tent.

Obviously, although this person is powerful, many people in the big tent are afraid. If this person suddenly explodes, they will be hard to stop, and they feel that they are no longer safe.

Fortunately, this descendant of Thunder God named Huang Gu had an extremely calm personality, and slowly made everyone feel at ease.

Then the topic turned to the main problem to be faced now, that is how to capture the city on the other side of the river.

"Prepare me a large shield, and then five thousand people will follow me." After the discussion, Huang Gu spoke slowly, speaking in a straightforward manner, as if breaking a tree branch by the side of the road tonight.

"Shields... It may be difficult to build temporarily now, but you can use rivets on wood to bind other shields and splice them together. I don't know if Lord Huanggu can accept it."

"Can."

"That's good." Then everyone discussed the issue of siege.

"Is 5,000 people a little small? The last time we attacked, there were 30,000 people before and after, but we still lost."

Huang Gu shook his head, looked down at the people below, "Five thousand elite soldiers are enough, any more will be damaged by firearms."

Overcrowding is really bad for firearms. Everyone nodded thoughtfully, but then thought about it, the defenders in the city are superior to them in terms of discipline, equipment and training. Can they really be defeated without the advantage of numbers?

"The front army is five thousand, and we will see the situation and support later, what do you think." This should be safer, everyone thought so.

"Can."

Then some details are finished, the sky outside

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