Chapter 81 (1/2)

Not long after, everyone heard a loud roar from the front left, and the slave immediately shouted.

”It's the cry of the river turtle! Little boy, is it the voice of the demon turtle?” Chen Xi turned his head and asked.

An Chengcai immediately said, ”report back to the general. It's the voice of the demon turtle. I remember it clearly.”

”Get ready to kill demons!”

Those soldiers lit torches one after another. The burning time of torches was limited and they were not used so much on the way, but they must be prepared when killing demons. The night vision ability of demons was much stronger than that of ordinary soldiers.

Fang Yun quickly took off his long bow, drew an arrow and put it on the bow. The arrow pointed to the ground and could shoot at any time.

The atmosphere before the war was extremely depressing.

Fang Yun looked around. The soldiers were still cold, but the scholar students in the three classes were much worse. They were short of breath, their chest fluctuated constantly, and they were very nervous, just like meeting a strange bird demon.

Fang Yun's palms also began to sweat. The last time he killed the demon could only be regarded as a small test ox knife. He only killed the demon soldiers and demon people. He didn't even see the face of the demon general, but this time he attacked a demon turtle whose strength was close to the demon handsome, which was far more dangerous than the last time.

A cold wind blew, and the people couldn't help shivering.

He county magistrate wrote a poem on the board clothes, wrote an exciting poem and a strong soldier poem respectively, and then Jinshi Chen Xi wrote a poem ”the same robe with his son”. Like Mr. Wang, this poem also has a poetic soul, and is stronger than Mr. Wang's, putting a layer of transparent vitality armor on everyone.

People are not surprised. Chen Xi's pen is over 40 and has been fighting on the battlefield. It's normal for one or two war poems to have a poetic soul.

”Let's go!”

Everyone went to the place where the demon turtle roared.

Not long ago, I saw a group of demon people patrolling. They didn't need two Jinshi to waste their words. Those military scholars pulled their bows and shot one by one, killing more than a dozen demon people with great accuracy.

Fang Yun nodded secretly. The scholar's talent is limited. Once his talent is exhausted, he can't do it. He can continue to fight with a bow and arrow. The physical quality of scholars is far better than that of elite soldiers and children. It can be said that all scholars who have been soldiers are good archers.

More than 400 people continued to rush forward, and more than 100 demon families suddenly killed them.

All the soldiers and Jinshi didn't start. Hundreds of archers in the army shot several rounds of arrows, and more than 100 demon families died. Under the influence of Jinshi's strong army poem, those demon soldiers were vulnerable.

Fang Yun once again realized the power of war poetry. The power of Zhuang Xing poetry, exciting poetry and strong army poetry is superimposed. This disorganized demon soldiers and demons are just living targets.

Fang Yun has seen in the book that most demon clans are only good at close combat, and demon barbarians will only send out an organized long-range attack team in large-scale combat, and their power is stronger than the Terran catapult.

The voice in front was getting louder and louder. Fang Yun no longer analyzed the battle, but was on full alert. He did as Mr. Wang said and kept his life first.

Nu Nu suddenly jumped onto Fang Yun's board clothes tray, pointed to the place where the fighting voice came, and then suddenly rolled on the tray, straightened his body, and then bent and crawled like a snake without shaking his legs. If the situation was not urgent, Fang Yun would have to laugh.

”Are you talking about the snake demon? What's wrong with it?” Fang Yun asked.

Nu Nu nodded, then stared, opened his mouth and bit hard, making an appearance of threatening Fang Yun.

”You mean the snake demon is very powerful?”

The slave nodded, then pointed to Mr. Wang with his left claw, put the left claw in the air, pointed to the place where the snake demon fought, and put the right claw higher than the left claw.

Fang Yun immediately understood and said in surprise, ”is that snake demon handsome?”

Nu Nu nodded again, then suddenly fell down and covered his chest with his claws, looking very painful.

”Is it the wounded demon handsome?”

Nu Nu nodded again.

”The snake demon and the tortoise demon are powerful.”

The slave put the right claw representing the snake demon in the air, then put the left claw under the right claw, but above the right claw, and then put the two claws on his head to look like a little rabbit with big ears.

Fang Yun asked, ”does it mean that although the demon turtle is only a demon general, it is now more powerful than the injured demon handsome because it is a pseudo dragon blood?”

Nu nodded.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted, ”that's the demon handsome!”

Fang Yun hurried to look at the battlefield ahead. The front was close to the top of the mountain. The trees within hundreds of meters had been broken and cleared out of an open space by powerful forces. In addition to the broken trees, there were many demon corpses lying in the open space.

People saw that a demon turtle the size of a house was leading four demons to besiege a snake demon with hundreds of demon soldiers and demons.

The snake demon was fifteen feet long. The body of the snake was as thick as that of two people. It was red and black, and had a blood red crown on its head. It was very frightening.

”Crested snake demon! It's the demon handsome with great Confucianism and dirty text!” one man couldn't help whispering.

”Kill it! Must kill it!” cried a scholar angrily. It was the demon snake that killed two villages.