Chapter 0830 Outpost

Dark clouds covered the distance, and the sky was red. Long lightning flashed from time to time, but there was no thunder. The dark clouds over Fuhai City were still very thin, but when he looked up, he could no longer see the stars and the moon.

"The fight has started, it's really started." The young soldier muttered to himself, not even noticing that he was speaking.

A hard and strong hand pressed on his shoulder, "This is the battle between the Longbin Society and the sorcerers for the weather on the battlefield. There are still several days before the battle."

"Sergeant." The soldier smiled embarrassedly, and then remembered that he was wearing a nearly closed helmet, and he could not show any expression. "Was the battle in Duanliu City the same as now?"

Shen Xiuming nodded. His superiors had always wanted to transfer him to a safer position, but he refused. The only position he accepted was the sergeant position, leading a small team of recruits stationed on the front line. Their training lasted only more than ten days. They had just learned some of the most basic combat skills and were ready to go to the battlefield.

After all, Shen Xiuming had participated in a war, so he was indeed qualified to be the leader of the new recruits.

Fuhai City faces the sea in the east. Outside the west gate, there are hundreds of military camps neatly arranged. There is no light in the camp. A few dozen miles further west, a large number of people are building high platforms, bunkers, catapults and other weapons overnight. This will be the main position of the Huang Fu Army.

Further west, hundreds of ten-man teams are guarding the frontier outposts to prevent sneak attacks by the monster soldiers. The Sheshen Kingdom not only has an astonishing number of regular troops, but also has summoned many barbaric monsters. They are not used to frontal combat, but are good at sneak attacks at night.

The outposts are very simple. They are hastily built with old wooden boards removed from the city. There are two floors, the lower floor stores supplies and can be used for rest, and the upper floor is used for observation. Birds made of paper talismans fly back and forth between the outposts. They have different shapes and functions. Some are responsible for finding monsters, and some are responsible for emitting light when necessary... The sentinels use their naked eyes to supplement the possible omissions of the talismans, and immediately launch attacks with bows and crossbows when the paper birds issue warnings.

The duties were simple, but the dangers were great. For three consecutive nights, wild monsters infiltrated and many battles took place. Both sides suffered casualties. Compared with the upcoming war, this loss was insignificant. For the soldiers on duty at the outpost, this was a threat close at hand.

Shen Xiuming could understand the fear of the recruits. He himself was not as calm as he seemed. The scale of the battle in Fuhai City was ten or even a hundred times that of the battle in Duanliu City. The fire in the imperial capital was still deeply imprinted in his mind. Although it was finally shown that it was the monster formation and not the power of the self-sacrificing king, the strength of the monster clan was still shocking. In comparison, the giant monster king Qi Wushang was about the same as the bandit leader who occupied several hills.

"The weather and terrain are all up to the talisman master and the monks. We will only fight on the ground. There is no need to look up. If the sky falls, the talisman master will carry it. Don't stop at will. No matter there is fire, fog or poison ahead, we must believe that the talisman master can solve it. We are soldiers. Just use swords and guns to greet the demon soldiers. Use as much strength as possible."

When Shen Xiuming talked about the battle, several recruits around him listened carefully. Before entering the real battlefield, this was their most important source of experience.

"What if the talisman master...can't stop it?" A recruit asked anxiously.

It happened that hundreds of light balls passed over the sky above the sentry post, flying from the Fuhai City behind to the distant horizon. Like a meteor but not extinguished, like a firefly but brighter and bigger, the speed of the light ball was not very fast. The sentinels looked up and could vaguely see the talismans inside. They were not the common paper talismans, but copper and jade talismans.

The power of a talisman depends on many aspects. The writer is the most important, and the material is second. The copper and jade talismans written by the same person are stronger than paper talismans. If the copper and jade plates themselves are blessed with other methods, the effect will be even better.

The only problem is that the amount of suitable copper and jade is scarce, and they cannot be replenished for a long time after use.

Just to compete for a little time before the war, the talisman masters sacrificed the old capital accumulated by the Longbin Society for many years, which shows how fierce the upcoming battle will be.

The light ball went away, and the sentinels who didn't know the difference exclaimed. Shen Xiuming urged his men to concentrate on monitoring the surrounding situation, and then said: "If the talisman masters can't stop the magic of the Sheshen Kingdom, it's useless for you to look around. The magic will fall in pieces, covering several miles or even dozens of miles, and there is no place to run. Our task is to continue to chop the monster soldiers. The only difference is to chop faster and harder.

The laughter of several recruits was a little reluctant.

"And it. "Shen Xiuming held up the wooden statue hanging on his chest. The statue was small and could be held in one hand. Almost everyone had one. It was hung on the chest with ropes and chains. You could see it by lowering your head and hold it by raising your hand. In order to prevent it from shaking, the soldiers used various methods to fix the statue on the breastplate.

The recruits also held the statue and gently rubbed it with their fingers.

"I believe in the ancient gods, but is there really a person named Mu Xingqiu? Did the ancient gods really pass on the power to him?" a recruit asked.

Hanging the statue was not a unified order, but a sudden popular trend. There were many people who believed in the ancient gods, but the three symbols of death, mercy, and indifference did not provide much comfort to the soldiers and civilians in desperate situations. A new saying emerged a few days ago: the ancient gods also have the side of saving and fighting, and they gave these two abilities to a legendary hero.

Mu Xingqiu's name quickly spread to every corner of Fuhai City. As a fellow villager and good friend of Mu Xingqiu, Shen Xiuming has told curious people many times about those adventurous past events, some of which he personally participated in, and some of which he I've heard that too, but the details are more accurate.

"Of course there is Mu Xingqiu. I grew up with him and have seen all the miracles he performed. If you haven't heard of his name, you should have heard of the song "The General's Journey", right?" Shen Xiuming is very familiar with it. Know how to tell a great story.

The recruits held the idol tighter.

Shen Xiuming continued speaking steadily, but he was thinking in his heart that the soldiers worshiped the ancient gods and Mu Xingqiu more than they trusted the Talisman Master. Is this a good thing?

Hundreds of talisman light balls flew to the battlefield in the distance. Everyone turned their eyes and Shen Xiuming shut up in time.

In the red clouds, the ball of light exploded, emitting a dazzling white light, like a string of neatly arranged pearls. The light gradually became brighter and finally connected together, like a giant dragon across the sky. The long-awaited thunder finally came. Coming, from far to near, from weak to strong, like an endless stream, the simple outpost trembled slightly, and the face of the sentry above gradually changed color.

Amidst the roar, the warning from the paper bird became inaudible. Shen Xiuming was the first to hear it. He immediately grabbed the crossbow that had been prepared beside him and roared loudly, but the sound was not heard at all. The recruits only reacted after seeing his actions.

A few dozen steps away, a paper bird was screaming and flying up and down. Another paper bird came quickly, emitting a ball of light a hundred steps in diameter. It was not very strong, but it was enough to illuminate the abnormalities on the ground.

There was originally a forest nearby. In order to prevent the sacrifice of the country from planting demonic trees, they were all cut down. A pile of soil was quickly turning in the direction of Fuhai City.

Shen Xiuming fired the first arrow, and several other recruits also fired crossbows. Several outposts at each other's horns finally heard the warning and all attacked the soil.

The crossbows are all blessed with talismans and are extremely powerful. The arrows they shoot go deep into the ground. Although only a few arrows hit the target after one round, the damage caused is considerable.

The upturned soil rose into the sky like spring water, and at least twenty monsters jumped out from it, rushing eastward. Their purpose was not to destroy the outpost, but to destroy the ordnance under construction.

It was the first time for the recruits to fight against the demon clan, and it was also the first time to test the results of more than ten days of training. Their hands and feet were a little awkward, and they even made mistakes in simple actions such as delivering the crossbow.

A powerful crossbow almost fell, but Shen Xiuming caught it with one hand and fired it at the retreating demon clan. At the same time, he cursed "idiot" at the missed recruit.

Ten demons were shot and fell to the ground, and a dozen more burrowed into the ground again and fled in a fan shape.

Shen Xiuming jumped over the barrier of the guard post, rolled over on the ground, stood up, and drew his sword to chase the demon clan. He saw that this was a large-scale infiltration. There were monsters emerging from the ground and burrowing in from far and near. The warnings issued by the talismans had already sounded loudly, overwhelming the roar from the distance.

There are also guards guarding the rear, but they are mainly civilians working. The more monsters that pass through the forward posts, the greater the pressure on the rear, and the more civilians will die and the ordnance will be destroyed.

Shen Xiuming chased after him desperately, completely regardless of whether his 1,780-pound body could bear it. He caught up with a small moving mound, which looked only the size of a fist, but there was a complete demon clan hiding underneath. , not much smaller than him.

The long knife stabbed in, and a stream of blood spurted out. There was also a bone sword, which hit Shen Xiuming's chest. He let go of the handle of the knife, took a few steps back and plopped down on the ground. Then he saw a large number of sentries running past, holding hands. Chase down the monsters underground with swords and guns.

He was so anxious that he forgot that the army had already made arrangements for this situation. The soldiers at the lower level of the post were responsible for chasing the fish that slipped through the net, while the sentry at the upper level should continue to be vigilant and there was no need to jump down.

Shen Xiuming got up and found that he was not seriously injured. The Fu Lu breastplate seemed to be very useful, blocking the demon soldier's bone sword.

He walked back to the upper level of the post and found that several recruits had taken off their helmets and were looking at him with admiration.

"What for?" Shen Xiuming said angrily, feeling ashamed of the stupid mistake he had made, but he still claimed to be a veteran to teach others his experience.

"Chief, you killed a demon with your own hands." A recruit said excitedly. Although more demons were destroyed with crossbows, the feeling was completely different.

Shen Xiuming suddenly remembered that it was his wish before the war to kill at least one demon soldier with his own hands. He also took off his helmet and grinned. Then he realized that he had not brought back his sword, but it didn't matter. There were still weapons on the lower level. .

A recruit pointed at Shen Xiuming's chest with a look of surprise on his face, "Your statue..."

Shen Xiuming looked down and realized that only the upper half of his little statue was left. It turned out that it was not just the Talisman Armor that blocked the demon clan's bone sword, but also the statue.

The roar suddenly stopped, and the battle on the horizon continued. The red scene was gone forever, and the white light had gained a firm foothold.

"The ancient god saved me." Shen Xiu Mingyue was a little excited, "Mu Xingqiu... is helping me!"