Chapter 157: The Ruins of the City and the Green Grass

However, those who have a soul weapon to live in are excluded.

For example, the resentful souls and heroic spirits of Panlong City rely on the Dafang Pot, and can even wander around in the Panlong Desert. Such a divine object is hard to come by, so he assumes that Hong Xiangqian does not have such a powerful soul weapon, so Lu Yao should find a new host as soon as he dissolves his weapon and move Hong Xiangqian's soul to a new home.

Forget it, thinking too much will make your head hurt, so let your father worry about it.

Back to his room, while He Yue is away, He Lingchuan closed the door, then took out a dozen things from his arms and spread them on the bed one by one.

These are all Lu Yao's relics, which he took back from under the eyes of Zhao Duwei. Seeing that he is the son of a nobleman, although Zhechong Mansion is dissatisfied with this kind of food snatching behavior, it didn't say much in the end.

A few ingots of gold and silver, some elixirs, two rings, and other small sundries.

Oh, by the way, there is also the ghost eye bow that He Lingchuan has been thinking about.

No one told him that this powerful bow was only the size of a palm when not activated, and was wrapped in gray cloth by Lu Yao and hidden close to his body. Otherwise, if it appeared in a murderous manner, Captain Zhao would probably not let it go.

He Lingchuan grabbed the Ghost Eye Bow and just injected a little spiritual power into it, and it grew to its actual size. The bow handle was cold to the touch, and the surrounding temperature immediately dropped by four or five degrees, as if urging the archer to calm down.

He Lingchuan felt the cold wind behind him, and the ghost whispered in his ears, repeatedly persuading the archer to sacrifice his life in exchange for the powerful one-arrow-three-consecutive magical power.

He would not listen to the ghost talk.

What if there is no sacrifice? He Lingchuan pulled the bow and tried it. This is still a good bow, and the magical power can be regarded as a special effect, which will not be triggered without sacrifice.

He played with the Ghost Eye Bow for a while, until the God Bone Necklace became hot again, and he remembered that he had not done his business.

The necklace was impatient to wait.

So he picked up the remaining debris and approached the God Bone one by one.

The first few did not react until he picked up two black talismans.

After Pei Xinyong's hammer broke his sternum, Lu Yao immediately took out a black talisman and chewed it. He Lingchuan saw it with his own eyes. Obviously, Lu Yao had high hopes for the black talisman, firmly believing that it was an effective life-saving skill that could support him to escape from the battlefield.

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.

These two black talismans looked nothing special except for their strange colors. He Lingchuan played with them over and over again, but did not feel any special spiritual power fluctuations. He could only say that the red talismans on them were different from those he had seen.

He did not study the specific differences.

But when he picked up a black talisman and brought it close to the divine bone necklace, he saw something strange.

The black talisman turned into powder on the spot and was sucked into the hole in the divine bone, as if there was a whirlwind in it.

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand himself, but did not feel the wind.

Well, not bad, let's call this hole the eye of the wind.

In just a few blinks, the black spell was absorbed, leaving no residue. The God Bone Necklace was still the same, except for the red light flashing, indicating its desire for the remaining black spell.

"I won't give you this one for now." He Lingchuan muttered to himself, "I have to keep it for later."

What exactly is a black spell, how can it enter the Eye of the God Bone? Lu Yao is a rough man, and He Lingchuan can't imagine him lying on the table and drawing spells carefully, so the black spell is probably taken from someone else.

Who drew it? He Lingchuan has only one association:

"Saint Master" Hong Xiangqian.

After all, Lu Yao's Ghost Eye Bow was also obtained from Hong Xiangqian, so it wouldn't be surprising to have one or two more.

From the perspective of the royal court, Hong Xiangqian is just a rebel leader who leads a group of rabble. Why does the God Bone want two ugly black spells instead of the Ghost Eye Bow?

Yes, he also tried the Ghost Eye Bow, and the God Bone Necklace had no interest in it.

It was so picky about food that He Lingchuan didn't know its taste.

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The next day, the supporting army set off and continued to head north.

Before leaving, the magistrate of Wuliu County personally saw He Chunhua off and brought a piece of news:

The large-scale search for the remnants of Lu Yao and Pei Xinyong's two rebels has begun. The wanted posters of human faces drawn by the painter overnight were sent to various counties and towns yesterday, and even people from villages and townships went to preach specifically.

Especially for those who found Pei Xinyong, those who reported the news could get 100 taels of silver, and those who captured him alive could get 1,000 taels of silver.

After all, Lu Yao was dead, but Pei Xinyong, the general under the command of the great rebel Hong Xiangqian, was still alive and well, with more than a thousand men under his command. How could he not make the local officials sleepless at night?

One hundred taels of silver is 100,000 wen. At the current price, it is enough for a civilian family of three or four to eat and drink for more than five or six years, and there is still plenty of room.

So it won't take a few days for the whole village to discuss it heatedly.

He Lingchuan saw the wanted order issued by the government at the entrance of the market. It exaggerated Lu Yao's cruelty and said that although the bandit leader was executed, his subordinates were also greedy for human flesh, and they would slaughter villages and occupy towns at any time, and capture babies and women to eat as food; Pei Xinyong killed people like flies, and was also full of evil, and so on.

The name of the cannibal demon is a double-edged sword. When things go smoothly, it can make the enemy retreat, but when they are in dire straits, they are also disgusting. Both the government and the people want to kill them as soon as possible.

In this way, these rebels will soon be caught in the ocean of people's war.

And the magistrate of Wuliu County also reported the matter to the local prefectures and counties. If the rebel army escapes from the territory of Wuliu County, the intensity of chasing him may not be reduced.

After leaving Wuliu County, He Chunhua ordered the whole army to speed up and rushed to Woling Pass five days later.

This is the junction of two landforms: mountains and plains. He Lingchuan had been walking in the mountains for so many days. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he could see thousands of miles away. He also saw the surging river and the autumn water flowing eastward. He finally understood why Hong Xiangqian and Wang Ting wanted to A desperate battle at Woling Pass:

Once out of Woling Pass, there is really no danger to defend the plains leaning on mountains and rivers.

Woling Pass is actually composed of the pass and the auxiliary city behind it. It is about three feet (ten meters) high and the city wall is three feet thick, which is very solid. However, after appreciating the grandeur and solemnity of Panlong Ancient City, He Lingchuan looked at Woling Pass again and felt that the difference between the two was the difference between a giant and a dwarf.

As Ce Ying's army entered the pass, He Yue kept looking around. Seeing the scars and arrow holes on the city wall, as well as the blood-stained wall stones, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "How many people must have died!"

"This is the hole made by the trebuchet." He Lingchuan pointed to the hollow in the wall and said to his brother, "It was not accurate, otherwise the rolling stone would have fallen on the city gate."

He pointed to another black-yellow stain that obviously flowed from a high place. Of course it had solidified long ago: "This is probably a hit. Do you know what it is?"

Young researchers are naturally curious about knowledge, and they can't take their eyes off it, but they don't know what it is. Seeing that Zeng Feixiong was holding back his laughter, he said angrily: "You know?"

Zeng Feixiong coughed twice: "Second Young Master, that is golden soup!"

"What kind of golden soup?" He Yue still didn't understand, "A golden soup that is as solid as gold?"

The officers and soldiers on the side laughed.

"The word is correct, but the meaning is wrong. I thought you were rich in knowledge." He Lingchuan grimaced, "You must know that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles!"

Mao Tao said loudly: "Second Young Master, golden soup is boiled dung juice, and it's best for people. When the enemy sets up a ladder to attack, the defenders will pour the golden juice down. It will stink a little, so that's good!"

The expression on He Yue's face suddenly froze, and he felt a vague stench lingering everywhere.

Attacking is the most important thing for morale, but no matter how brave and aggressive a soldier is, he cannot bear the humiliation of being the first to be attacked! What's more, the scalded wounds were contaminated with gold juice, and soon became infected and corrupted. In mild cases, the flesh was cut out, in severe cases, limbs were amputated, or even life-threatening. It could cause a heavy blow to both the spirit and the body.

He Yue looked left and right, and suddenly pointed to the left: "Is that a car rush?"

Half of the wall on the left side of the city gate collapsed, leaving a big hole. Two strange-looking cars were pressed against the wall, and half of their roofs were damaged by rolling stones and earthworks.

The car is two feet long, with thick baffles on all sides, made of iron and wood. However, the baffle directly in front has disappeared. Its top cover is also very tight. People hiding inside can probably be immune to various attacks from above, whether it is flint, arrow rain or gold juice.

But this car is not driven by horsepower, but relies entirely on human push.

He Yue had read in a book that this car could be used in two ways. One is to hang a heavy wooden bumper to hit the city gate; the other is to add a roof and push it under the enemy's city wall, and the engineers inside will pick up the guy and start digging the root of the wall.

As long as the roots of the wall are dug well, the wall will not fall down without it.

Woling Pass obviously also suffered a big loss in this regard. In the end, the officers and soldiers dug out the roots of the wall to break the pass.

He Lingchuan also looked at the two charging cars and was shocked: "Don't the rebels use magical powers to strengthen the city gate?"

"It's used." It was Wu Shaoyi who answered. Everyone turned around and saw his expression was calm, "It was only later that a small team rebelled and directly pulled out the Holy Master's talisman array from inside, rendering the reinforcement magical power ineffective, allowing officers and soldiers to take advantage of it."

It turned out that the person involved was here, and everyone who was commenting didn't know what to say.

He Yue murmured: "Sure enough, the strongest fortress is always breached from the inside."

He Lingchuan looked at the huge hole in the wall and said, "Now that Woling Pass has been taken back, won't the local government repair and repair the pass?"

It can be seen that no one has taken care of this place since Woling Pass was broken.

The importance of Woling Pass was undoubtedly revealed in these months of war. If he were a local official, he would definitely repair the city gates as soon as possible. Otherwise, the next wave of uprisings will come again and the country will be in danger again.

No one responded to this.

After a while, He Chunhua wrote lightly: "We have been fighting for too long, maybe we can't repair it."

Then, he sent people to explore the secret room in the southeast corner of the auxiliary city, where Hong Xiangqian "died".

Walking in from Woling Pass, you can see traces of the raging war all the way. This place has been fought over and over again. After several fires, no one has cleaned up the abandoned chariots, houses, and warehouses. It is late autumn again, but green and yellow grass has sprouted from the broken wooden wheels and the cracks in the corners of the walls. seedling.