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- A Niu is famous for his tolerance, and he is completely unaware that his body is different from before. The military doctor was the first to see A Niu's super physical recovery ability, but he thought that his immortal brother was also an immortal. As an immortal, it was normal for him to recover faster.
Under this acquiescence, no one thought there was anything wrong with A Niu charging again.
The only exception is the enemy.
The Mongolians watched the man who had been shot as a hedgehog limping back, thinking that there was probably only one such person in the entire Ming Dynasty. After finally regaining some courage, thinking about being repelled by the soldiers who looked like chickens, I felt unhappy and prepared to take back the place.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he rushed to the front of the Ming army, another general rushed out, wearing triple armor and dancing a vajra. He roared so hard that the earth shook and the mountains shook. He was dizzy and lost all courage.
"That weirdo is here again!" A roar came from the Mongolian army, and they immediately retreated to their own formation faster than when they came.
The enemy ran away too fast, and Aniu couldn't catch up. He had to stop, held up his helmet, and murmured: "I didn't kill a few people, did I?"
In terms of formation killing, A Niu killed less than ten people, so the number was not high. However, every time he kills someone, it gives people an earth-shattering feeling, driving the brand of fear deep into the bone marrow. This kind of invisible mental torture makes people lose the courage to do anything when they see him.
Just now, he was able to shoot arrows from a distance, but now that he is fully armored, light arrows hitting him at twenty or thirty steps are like scratching an itch. Even if it is a heavy arrow, after finally breaking through the iron armor, there is still a layer of chain mail and leather armor inside. It is only a luxury to hope that the skin of this large brick can be broken open.
"In this case, the only choice is to invite Dabo." The Mongolian general looked reluctantly at the Ming army camp in front of him and said to the left and right.
After a while, a shaman wearing various sheepskins and feathers came to the front of the formation and led his disciples to start beating gongs and drums, and they all performed witch dances.
The unfamiliar singing and dancing made the Ming army very curious, and they all speculated whether this was the Mongolians doing something for their dead comrades.
"They didn't even take the body, so what kind of rituals are they doing?" Fu Yuze asked curiously.
After all, Bai Sha had some knowledge. He frowned and looked at it for a long time and said, "It doesn't seem like he's doing anything." His Mahasattva eyes flashed with golden light, and he said, "He seems to be setting up a formation, and the death energy around him is all over." Gathered here.¡±
"Can you interrupt him?" Bai Feng stepped forward and said, "In any case, there is no reason to let him cast spells in front of the formation."
"It's up to me!" Perhaps because he was too strictly controlled by his wife on weekdays, Aniu was determined to make a splash today. He asked Zhang Chun for a strong bow. How could Zhang Chun not allow this? The iron bow I found for him was actually used by strong men in the army.
A Niu once learned "Sunset Bow". Although his grades were poor, he was not unfamiliar with bows and arrows. He twisted a heavy arrow with an iron rod, nocked it forward, and drew the bow like a full moon at a distance of eighty paces.
With just a brief aim, Ah Niu let go of the string, only to hear a crisp "bang" sound as the arrow left the string.
Bang!
The shaman who was casting spells in the formation was not at all panicked by the incoming arrow. He raised the bone staff in his hand like lightning and accurately blocked the iron arrow.
The huge force made the shaman take two steps back. As the iron arrow hit the ground, he returned to the formation again and continued the previous formation.
If you change it to a person with normal intelligence and see if this trick doesn't work, you will naturally have to think of other ways. But A Niu was a man with abnormal intelligence. He picked up an iron arrow again and shot it out.
The shaman used his amazing reflexes and relied on a bone staff of extremely high quality to block the arrow again.
He sneered: "It's useless!" Throwing the arrow to the ground, he returned to the formation and began to cast spells to set up the formation.
Boom!
The third arrow came.
Boom!
The fourth arrow.
Boom!
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A Niu kept shooting arrows, interrupting the shaman's spellcasting again and again, gradually making the shaman angry, his steps becoming more and more chaotic, and his skilled witchcraft songs and dances also appeared to be out of tune.
What made the shaman even more anxious was that he discovered that such archery was not useless. The bone staff he inherited from his master had a crack.
"You're upset." Another shaman walked out of the Mongolian formation, also wearing an animal skin and a feather crown, holding a bone staff that was as white as jade and seemed to emit fluorescence. He said: "Have you forgotten our ascetic practices on the grassland with Master? Have you forgotten that even the most ferocious jackals cannot shake our reverence for the Immortal Heaven? Just a small bow and arrow can make you lose your great power." The tranquility of the prairie.¡±This shaman obviously had a much higher status than the shaman who was setting up the formation. Faced with such severe criticism, he lowered his head and remained silent.
"Let Ulan Bari come and meet him." The shaman spit out a seemingly extraordinary name.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? It¡¯s actually his own name.
Many barbarian peoples seem to have the habit of using the third person as a form of self-identification.
The shaman who failed in formation stepped aside and gave up the position of the officiant.
Ulan Bari walked to the front of the formation, raised his bone staff high, and recited a spell. A ball of red light gradually appeared at the end of the bone staff, getting brighter and brighter.
"Aniu, get out of the way!" Baisha's eyes clearly saw this change.
Fu Yuze has already drawn the Golden Bell Talisman, but he is not sure about the defense power of this kind of magic attack.
The shaman finally completed the spell, and red light shot out from one end of the bone staff and landed thirty steps away from A Niu.
The red light that landed on the ground immediately diffracted upwards, reaching a height of dozens of feet, and then shot backwards in an arc, forming a vault that firmly covered the area where the spellcasting array was set up.
The shaman just now was secretly annoyed: Why didn¡¯t I think of wrapping myself up first?
The defensive power of this layer of red light really made Aniu's sunset bow unable to do anything, and finally completed Ulan Bazhi's shaman formation.
The condensed death energy, with the blessing of the formation, made the corpse stand up again, as if it were alive. They were holding weapons and still had the expressions of the dead on their faces. Ulan Bage withdrew from the red light, and even the great shaman could not survive unscathed in this environment. He used the bone staff to guide these corpses to various nodes and protect the entire array.
"What is this?" Fu Yuze said to himself, "Is it a formation?"
"If you have the guts, come over and try my corpse resurrection formation!" Ulan Bari pressed his bone staff against his throat, and the sound coming out of his mouth was like a loud bell, shaking the leaves and making them fall, no less than A Niu. lion roars.
A Niu has always been a person who does not believe in evil. Although he clearly heard the shouts of Fu Yuze and others behind him, he still strode towards the red cover.
And rushed in.
Ulan Bari sneered. He knew that his corpse soldiers had no fear at all and no pain. As long as they were in this corpse resurrection formation, they would never fall again.
However, facts have proven that even if the immortal¡¯s senior brother is not an immortal, he is not comparable to ordinary people.
A Niu rushed into the corpse resurrecting formation, and immediately felt like he had entered hot water. His body was wrapped in air that was so thick that it was almost disgusting. Every time he moved his hands, he always felt like someone was pulling him.
The dead body was under the control of Ulan Bage. Even without opening his eyes, he "saw" A Niu and struck at him with a knife.
Aniu danced his diamond staff, and every time it hit a dead body, circles of golden light would erupt.
The dead bodies turned into dust in this halo, fell to the ground, and gathered into piles of gray-white ashes.
Watching this astonishing scene, Ulanbari felt inexplicably frightened. He never thought that someone could break his corpse resurrection formation so easily!
Who would have thought that the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle in A Niu's hand was made with the Buddhist blessings of Tibet's Five Hundred Rinpoches and was made of holy mountain star iron mixed with cloud copper. It can be used to eliminate demons and subjugate demons in the world. A great weapon!
"Go in and kill him!" Ulan Bari shouted.
When the corpses reappear in the formation, the stronger the death energy is, the stronger the corpses will be. The more people die, the stronger the death energy will naturally be. Ulan Bari wanted to use his life to increase the energy of death and increase the power of the formation to a higher level. What's more, as long as people die inside, they will become corpses, which means there will be another batch of soldiers.
Mongolian Niulu really didn¡¯t want to see his men die. These people were not only his colleagues, but also his slaves. To put it bluntly, they were his property. For every person who dies, one more point of property is lost. However, A Niu had already rushed to the front of the military formation. If he left it alone, morale would definitely plummet, eventually leading to the army's collapse.
The defeated army will be beheaded!
The deserter clan will be destroyed!
This is the rule of the Jurchens.
Since going back would mean death, and might even harm your family, it¡¯s better to rush forward and die in front of the battle!
"Kill!" The Mongolian army attacked again.
The Ming army quickly responded.
Encouraged by A Niu, Zhang Chun knew what bravery meant for the first time, and ordered the servant team to go out with soldiers to meet Xiao Zhuangshi back.
The two sides soon started fighting in the formation of corpses, and Ulan Bage finally breathed a sigh of relief. With a steady stream??'s corpse, pounced on A Niu, and finally drove this tireless and painful freak out of the magic circle.
After this battle, the courage that the Ming army had just developed was completely wiped out.
A Niu also suffered from corpse poison, which made it difficult to recover from the wound, so he could only retreat to the formation to recuperate temporarily.
"Strong men, don't be discouraged. We still have men and horses led by General Wu." Zhang Chun comforted A Niu and shouted, "Where is General Wu! Why haven't you come up yet?" He is the chief general, and Wu Xiang is the deputy general. Wu Xiang must listen to him, but Wu Xiang leads an army by himself, and the army only listens to Wu Xiang's military orders, which is beyond Zhang Chun's control.
"General Wu has been defeated," the messenger quickly came to report, "His people are all over the mountains and plains."
Zhang Chun greeted Wu Xiang's eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart, and deliberately pretended to be a famous general: "General Wu is so powerful. He was defeated without even seeing the shadow of the enemy. Alas, it seems that Commander-in-Chief Wu is alone. Resisted."
In Qian Yiqun¡¯s time and space, without A Niu¡¯s brave fighting, Zhang Chun would have been captured at this time. However, Wu Xiang did not change at all, and was defeated again in this time and space. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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