Witch Wind

Chapter 145: Xing Tian Takes Action (Part )

Inside the Black Dragon Terrace, the island slaves were shocked.

Thousands of Jinyiwei and tens of thousands of Zhu Ming elite soldiers, under the command of dozens of generals with faint Buddhist light surging on their bodies, the huge team rotated and formed thousands of small mandarin duck formations.

The agile mandarin duck formations echoed each other, and according to the directions of the Three Talents and Five Elements, they formed a larger military formation.

The fierce and murderous aura rose to the sky. The Zhu Ming army formation was completely formed in a breath. It was based on thousands of small mandarin duck formations, and according to the three talents, it was divided into five elements, and the nine palaces appeared and disappeared, and finally turned into the left and right sun and moon formations. The sun wheel and the moon wheel, the front protruded, the back covered, the left advanced, the right responded, the right attacked, the left blocked, the coordination was wonderful.

Dozens of Zhu Ming generals shouted loudly, and the strings of Buddhist beads wrapped around their wrists broke all at once.

Countless fine powders flashed with faint Buddha light and floated onto the weapons in the hands of Zhu Ming's elite soldiers. The weapons forged from ordinary hundred-refined steel suddenly became translucent, as if they were made of black ice and colored glaze, and their edge was even more sharp.

There were loud "puff" sounds, and dozens of Zhu Ming elite troops at the outermost edge of the army formation swung the goose-feather knives in their hands, and hundreds of Tiefutu secret guards from Beihe and Nanshan families were easily beheaded.

The incredibly thick steel armor was torn apart like tofu skin by the mutated weapons in the hands of the Zhu Ming elite, and did not provide any defensive effect.

All around, countless Dongyun people, whether they were loyal to the royal family or vassals of the Beihe and Nanshan families, all shouted in unison.

A large group of Black Dragon Guards and Iron Floating Figure Secret Guards formed a heavy array, like a landslide and a tsunami, and rushed straight towards Zhu Ming's formation. Behind them, a large group of Aimee Federation soldiers raised their automatic weapons with amazing lethality.

The armor on the three Zhu Ming generals suddenly collapsed, revealing the black monk robes underneath.

They put their hands together and chanted in a low voice: "Buddha, have mercy on me, please put down your butcher knife!"

Thousands of elite warriors of the Aimee Federation had confused looks in their eyes, their bodies swayed, tears welled up in their eyes for no apparent reason, they all fell to their knees with a thud, and paid homage to the three Zhu Ming generals in black monk robes.

In front of the court hall, there were only dozens of warriors under the command of Oger, with purple-blue light flashing in their eyes. They were filled with majestic spiritual fluctuations and stubbornly resisted the "persuasion" and "conversion" of the three Zhu Ming generals.

Oger stood in the corner of the hall, a light flickering in his eyes, and an order had been issued.

In the crowd, six soldiers in armor suddenly raised their strangely shaped, streamlined, high-tech guns. A cold light flashed in the purple-blue guns that looked like they were made of crystal, accompanied by a sharp "whooshing" sound. The air nearby was suddenly filled with a strong static electricity field.

The bodies of the Black Dragon Guards and Iron Floating Tower Secret Guards who were pressing forward, as they moved, a layer of dim electric light swayed on their heavy metal armor, and countless tiny electric sparks jumped around 'crackling' and made a harsh sound.

'Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh'!
The six Oger people fired their guns, and fist-sized balls of dark blue light shot out with terrifying high temperatures, madly attacking Zhu Ming's army at an extremely high frequency of one bullet reaching hundreds.

The three Zhu Ming generals in monk robes put their hands together and bowed slightly towards the six Oger people. As they chanted scriptures, the brocade robes or mandarin duck battle jackets of 1,080 Jinyiwei and Zhu Ming elite soldiers all fell off, revealing their strong bodies.

Then you can see that behind them, there are lifelike images of Mahakala tattooed with cyan and gold paint.

The Dharma images with ferocious faces and murderous eyes looked like living people. One thousand and eighty Dharma images were emitting Buddha's light. The rich Buddha's light rose and condensed into a piece above the huge army formation. A Dharma image of Mahakala, about three meters tall, slowly condensed into a solid entity in the Buddha's light.

The Dharmakāya slapped out with one palm, and the huge Buddha's palm turned into the Five Finger Mountain, blocking the front of the army.

Dense light bullets whizzed down on the Buddha's palm, making a buzzing sound. Large pieces of destructive plasma splashed, but it could not damage the Buddha's palm at all. Instead, some of the plasma bounced back and landed on the Black Dragon Guards and Iron Floating Figure Secret Guards, burning through their armor in an instant, killing thousands of unlucky guys.

All around, many Dongyun nobles shouted together, their faces distorted and their eyes bulging, as if they had seen a ghost.

Zhu Ming's army attacked and slaughtered Dongyun's strongest guards and secret guards as if they were chopping melons and vegetables. The Dongyun nobles, on the contrary, felt that it was natural and they accepted this fact easily.

They are slaves of Dongyun Island, and Zhu Ming's army is clearly from the East Country, from Shenzhou, from the 'Celestial Empire', the 'land of their parents' that the Dongyun royal family has been thinking about for countless years!
Zhu Ming's army has such lethality that killing Dongyun's elite troops is as easy as killing chickens. Isn't this a natural thing to do?

On the contrary, the bullets fired from the guns in the hands of the six Oger people of the Aime Federation were not the lead bullets or brass bullets they were familiar with, but balls of blazing high-temperature plasma.

What kind of weapon is this?
Thousands of living people, all wearing heavy armor, were turned into ashes by the plasma.

This, this, this...

Several Dongyun nobles with burly figures and ambitious eyes stared at the six people, wondering if their own soldiers could master such weapons, would they have a chance to replace the status of Beihe and Nanshan families, or even replace the Dongyun royal family?
In the distance, on the city wall of Black Dragon Terrace, many Black Dragon Guards were in an uproar.

They had no idea where such an army of tens of thousands of people came from. There was a large army besieging them outside, and their colleagues were guarding all the entrances and exits of Heilongtai.

One of the Black Dragon Guards twitched his finger, and with a "bang bang" sound, a large-caliber automatic firearm was fired, and dense bullets blasted towards this side.

The Dharma image of Mahakala lowered one hand again, and the Buddha's palm emitted moist Buddha's light. A thin layer of Buddha's light with the scent of sandalwood protected the entire Zhu Ming army formation. Large-caliber bullets fell on the Buddha's light, only causing a few ripples. No bullet could penetrate the Buddha's light barrier and hurt the Zhu Ming soldiers inside.

Many Zhu Ming soldiers, with a faint Buddha light lingering on their bodies, shouted in unison, praising with a hoarse voice: "Well done, well done, Master Yao Guangxiao!"

The Sun and Moon Army Formation was launched, and the murderous aura filled the air. Tens of thousands of Zhu Ming soldiers held steel knives, chanting the ballad "Holding Steel Knives Ninety-Nine", and rushed to the court hall like crazy. Wherever the army formation passed, the Black Dragon Guards and Iron Floating Tower Secret Guards, who were known as the strongest in Dongyun, were cut easily like slices of leeks.

Human heads were scattered everywhere, and broken limbs were sprayed everywhere for dozens of feet. Blood spurted out in streams and fell on the ground, spreading evenly along the smooth tiles of the square, forming a thin layer on the square.

A large group of Dongyun nobles fled into the hall crying and shouting.

Hundreds of Oger people who were mixed in the crowd opened fire at the same time, and plasma bombs were fired everywhere, but they were all blocked by the Buddha's light, and none of them could hit Zhu Ming's soldiers. The plasma bombs that bounced back killed countless unlucky Dongyun people.

Behind Oger, two men in black half-length windbreakers appeared.

They and Oger formed an equilateral triangle, and in the palms of the three people, a thumb-sized prismatic crystal appeared at the same time. They held the crystal tightly, and a great spiritual frenzy flowed into their bodies from the crystal. Their eyeballs were like little suns, suddenly bursting with dazzling purple-blue light.

"Our Most High Lord, Amit!" Og and his two companions murmured.

At the entrance of the court hall, a blue moon with a diameter of about ten feet suddenly appeared. The moonlight was like water, gently falling on the thousands of Amy Federation soldiers who were stunned by the scriptures and spells and collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Thousands of Aimee warriors felt a stream of clear energy flowing into their bodies.

A faint light shone on their bodies. They screamed and called out the name "Amitābha" one by one, leaping up like wild beasts, with guns in their hands buzzing. Large amounts of bullets using high-density armor-piercing alloy cores whizzed towards Zhu Ming's army like a rainstorm.

These bullets are extremely powerful, and their flying speed is almost ten times faster than bullets fired by current firearms.

The dense barrage of bullets carried a terrifying force, fiercely tearing at the Buddha's light outside the military formation.

The seemingly thin Buddha's light became as strong as a solid wall. An inexplicable "Vajra" Zen rhythm slowly spread out. Countless bullets hit the light curtain. Only the sound of "clang" could be heard. The bullets were smashed into pieces on the Buddha's light.

Hundreds of Aimee warriors took off the huge rocket launchers on their backs, and with a low shout of command, hundreds of thick rockets spewed flames, rushed out dozens of feet, and hit the Buddha's light curtain fiercely. Fire.

explosion.

Loud noise.

White viscous gas sprayed in all directions, and the viscous fuel ejected by hundreds of rockets quickly covered an area of ​​more than ten acres. The next moment, a second explosion occurred, and the dazzling flames exploded with a high temperature that burned everything, almost covering the entire huge square in front of the court hall, which was large enough to accommodate 200,000 to 300,000 people.

In the square, all Dongyun’s military forces were wiped out.

No matter if you are the Black Dragon Guards or the Iron Pagoda Secret Guards, or the personal guards and female guards brought in by the nobles, or even the shadow warriors and ninja assassins hiding in the dark, including some priests and shrine maidens who use tricks to hide in the shadows...

The flames spread and everything was shattered.

Only those Oger people wearing fully enclosed armor, and the Amy warriors who were also wearing enclosed armor, their armor had its own life-support system and amazing defense. Facing such a devastating explosion, they stood firmly in the raging flames, their bodies as stable as a mountain, and did not suffer any harm.

'Whoosh whoosh!'
The destructive shock waves caused by hundreds of fuel-air bombs hit the moonlight with a diameter of about ten feet at the main entrance of the court hall.

The hazy moonlight enveloped the entire court hall.

The bodies of Oger and the other two shook slightly, and fine bloodshot veins in their eyeballs expanded densely. They chanted the name of "Amitābha" in a low voice, and the crystals in their palms burst into flames that were brighter than the sunlight outside. The small moonlight withstood the terrifying explosion force and protected the entire court hall.

Even so, the horrible high temperature, through the moonlight, was still like boiling water, splashing on the group of Dongyun nobles near the gate. These short Dongyun nobles screamed miserably, their faces were burned red, and soon large blisters appeared.

Ying Zhe and his son Ying E, one sat on a high throne and the other stood beside the throne. Beside them stood a large group of black dragon guards with a sinister aura, and the air around them was faintly distorted.

These Black Dragon Guards are obviously not ordinary people.

The air around them was so humid that the floor beneath their feet was soaked with water. When they breathed, the air rolled and floated, making a faint sound of waves.

Ying Zhe gently fiddled with the golden abacus beads, muttering something in a low voice.

Ying E squinted his eyes and looked at the crying Dongyun nobles. His right hand kept stroking the hilt of the sword hanging at his waist. The sword was of extremely ancient style, with delicate prismatic patterns on the scabbard and inlaid with turquoise and sapphire.

The orderly and dull footsteps were like thunder, constantly approaching the court hall.

Hundreds of cloud bombs fired by the Amy warriors directly destroyed the Dongyun army outside the court hall. The Zhu Ming army was protected by the Buddha's light and was not harmed at all. They sang loudly, waving their sharp steel knives, and rushed to the steps in front of the court hall.

Many members of the Oger tribe and the warriors of the Amy Federation were like a wall made of logs. They were thrown into an unstable position by the wild impact of waves of mountain torrents. They kept retreating, howling hysterically, but they could do nothing but keep retreating.

There was a constant 'choking' sound.

Zhu Ming soldiers' steel knives blessed by Buddha's light swung out a waterfall of cold light, which fell densely on the fully enclosed armor of these guys. However, the texture of these armors was extremely tough, and there was a strange power in them. The steel knives chopped, and each blow could only cut a shallow white mark on the armor.

Even so, Oger's tribesmen were frightened and howled like ghosts.

Although each knife could only cut a shallow mark, the army formation could not withstand the rotation of tens of thousands of Zhu Ming armored soldiers, and countless steel knives kept falling. Sooner or later, their armor would be completely torn apart by this terrible army formation.

Outside the Black Dragon Terrace, the Beihe Family, the Nanshan Family, and the private armies of their many vassal families began to riot.

Inside the Black Dragon Terrace, there were sounds of gunfire, cannon fire, and endless screams. The generals from various families kept sending out signals, but they could not contact their masters at all.

I don't know which private army couldn't hold back, but I heard a shout, and suddenly there was a burst of gunfire and artillery fire. The dense bullets and artillery shells swept towards the palace wall of Black Dragon Terrace, catching the Black Dragon Guards stationed on the palace wall off guard.

The dense bullets hit the heavy armor, causing countless sparks to fly. The shells exploded on the palace walls, with flames and loud noises. A large number of burly bodies in heavy armor were blown away by the blast and fell headfirst from the palace walls, accompanied by screams of pain.

Then, the nobles' private armies from all directions opened fire at the same time.

Countless Dongyun private soldiers wearing armor and holding long swords, with tall flags tied to their backs like spirit-calling banners, rushed towards the Black Dragon Terrace like a torrent. There were noble sons riding horses, shouting disrespectful and rebellious words at the top of their lungs: "Enter the Black Dragon Terrace and change the world, today!"

Some children of the Beihe family shouted: "The Holy Emperor is unkind and sells out his country for glory. He deserves death for his crime!"

Some of the Nanshan family's children were roaring, "What use is there for such a Saint Emperor? Cut off his head and find another world!"

The children of the Beihe and Nanshan families were all making such a fuss, and then the private armies of the major aristocratic families also started to make a fuss.

Many noble sons had greedy and murderous gleams in their eyes. Their families were not powerful, and their military forces were not strong. They mixed in the army surrounding Black Dragon Terrace just to show their loyalty to the two rulers of Beihe and Nanshan.

As for changing the times, who is actually sitting on the throne?

Haha, after all, aren't your Beihe family and Nanshan family also descendants of Hu Hai? It's all a rebellion among yourselves. Even if these small nobles risk their lives to enter the Black Dragon Terrace, how much benefit can they gain?

Therefore, these "clever and resourceful" noble sons took advantage of the chaotic moment when the army was dispatched, and sneaked into the streets and alleys near Heilongtai with their own private armies of seven to eight hundred, one to two thousand, or at most three to five thousand.

At the command of these guys, the private soldiers happily removed their family crests, took out pieces of black, white, blue and floral cloth, and quickly wrapped half of their faces, brandishing swords and various firearms, and rushed as fast as possible to the communities where wealthy businessmen lived in Black Dragon City, and to those areas with developed commerce and flowing gold and silver.

Therefore, as soon as the battle broke out on Black Dragon Terrace, smoke and fire broke out in Black Dragon City.

On the palace wall, many Amy warriors wearing fully enclosed armor stood there motionless, enduring the barrage of bullets and the shock waves and shrapnel caused by the exploding shells.

They raised the fully automatic firearms in their hands, and with a 'buzzing' sound, thousands of flames poured down from the palace walls and rushed fiercely into the surging army below.

In just a breath of time, tens of thousands of Dongyun soldiers were shattered by the ultra-high-speed armor-piercing bullets. Their small bodies flew up in the hail of bullets, and their armor was easily torn into pieces, and they themselves were turned into blood mist splattering all over the sky.

Some Amy warriors even pulled out large rocket launchers and fired at the surging army formation below.

The bright red flames spread their wings extremely gently, covering tens of thousands of Dongyun soldiers, roasting them to a crisp with their intense heat.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of barbecue and the unique fishy smell of metal being melted at high temperatures.

(End of this chapter)