Seeing the piles of straw being piled up under the city wall, Jiang Xixi was quite puzzled, "Sir, why don't you find more people and get more weapons to this place, but put so many straws here?"

Cheng Muyou shook his head and said, "The Yin soldiers are not flesh and blood, and the city walls and weapons do not work for them at all. Do you still remember the lit copper coin in Xu Ziming's hand that drove away the Yin soldiers around you? That's because the custom of the Liao people is to lay fire, and these Liao soldiers were sealed underground by Samadhi True Fire, and they were somewhat afraid of the fire. So I think these lit hays may be able to hold them back for some time so that they will not capture the city gate in a short period of time."

Jiang Xixi bit his lower lip lightly, "My lord's method is good, but if the city gate is captured by ghost soldiers, we will be helpless and can only be the turtle in the jar and let them strangle it?"

"With the right ear, we should be able to withstand for a few hours, but there are too many Yin soldiers. I am afraid that it will not be their opponents if it is one enemy." Cheng Muyou gritted his teeth, "When we really reach that point, we can only form a human wall and block the Yin soldiers and the people. As long as we can last, there is no other way."

While speaking, a black line suddenly appeared on the distant mountain side, becoming wider and thicker, approaching their direction little by little.

Cheng Muyou and Jiang Xixi were both shocked and widened their eyes and looked into the distance. However, before they could understand, there were sounds of footsteps in their ears, from far to near, from light to heavy, and even the ground seemed to shake. Obviously, thousands of pairs of combat boots were stepping on the ground at the same time, which brought such a sound like a cracking stone.

Jiang Xixi felt her mouth dry and her heart was about to stop beating. She looked into the distance in a calm manner, and her ears were gradually filled with noise and noise. The increasingly widening black line finally presented her true face to her: they were three thousand ghost soldiers holding weapons, like locusts passing through the border, heading straight from a distance, wherever they went, sand and stones flying around the sky, leaving no living mouth left.

"Sir," she screamed in a trembling voice.

Cheng Muyou nodded at her and shouted to the bottom of the city wall, "The Yin soldiers are about to arrive, hurry up and fire."

When the people below heard his roar, they hurriedly lit all the haystacks surrounding the city wall with the torches they had prepared. The raging fire seemed to be crazy, running around in the wind, swallowing everything unscrupulously. Above the red flames, rolling black smoke rose instantly, like a black barrier, lying between the Liaoyang County and the three thousand Yin soldiers who were swarming like a tide.

Cheng Muyou had good information. The ghost soldiers came to the city and saw this sea of ​​fire. They suddenly stopped moving forward. The broken body tentatively stepped closer in the flames. They were immediately forced to retreat a few feet by the flame tongue. They stood in panic, not daring to attack forward again.

Seeing this, Jiang Xixi couldn't help but applaud and said excitedly to Cheng Muyou, "Sir, your method really works. Look at these Liao soldiers, forced by the flames to get close to the city wall, why don't we take this opportunity to collect more straws. In this way, wouldn't we be able to trap them outside the city gate without a single soldier?"

Cheng Muyou was not as optimistic as her. He had fought with Li Delang several times and knew that this person was unfathomable and could never leave such a big loophole in doing things. He stood on the city tower, staring at the dark team below. He saw that they were either missing arms and legs or losing their heads. What's more, they only had the upper half of their bodies, but they still stubbornly waved the iron rod in their hands and scolded the people on the city tower. What's even more strange is that each soldier was covered with a layer of black air, and a little blood appeared in the black, which made their fragmented bodies even more weird.

"When I met them in the Yin Bing Tank for the first time, did these soldiers look like this?" Cheng Muyou asked in a low voice.

Jiang Xixi thought for a while and almost screamed, "Sir, although her appearance has not changed, their bodies and weapons are weak when they are in the Yin soldiers' grooves, and they can pass through people directly. But now, they are real. Look at the footprints on the ground, they are all stepped on by these soldiers, and they are still so deep."

"There is too much resentment, and invisible it will turn into tangible. These people died miserably, and their souls were burned by the Samadhi True Fire for 30 years. They had been resentful and angry for a long time. They were released at once, but it was much more powerful than when they died thirty years ago." The right ear smacked his lips and shook his head, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Jiang Xixi was scared when she saw it, and her heart suddenly became cold. However, she still forced herself to be energetic, "Fortunately, the adults came up with such an idea that could block them outside the city wall."

Before he finished speaking, a dark cloud suddenly became dark above his head, and a dark cloud floated from afar, covering the city wall. Its color was darker than other clouds. Looking closely, you could see several vague shadows inside.

"Not good." Cheng Muyou shouted, turned around and ran down the city tower, shouting as he ran, "block the city gate with stones and chariots, and the ghost soldiers are about to attack the city."

Jiang Xixi had not yet figured out the meaning of his words. It was not until hundreds of clay men fell one after another in the clouds, throwing into the "fire line" outside the city wall like moths to the flames, that she realized why Cheng Muyou was so panicked.

The clay man put out the fire with his body, and the melted mud covered the haystack, pressing the flames lower and lower, and the fire gradually weakened. Within a quarter of an hour, only a few sparks were left on half of the straw, and there was no more skill to turn the sky.

After another half a moment, all the fires soaring into the sky were extinguished, leaving only piles of charred hay.

Without flames, the ghost soldiers rushed to Liaoyang City. They divided into two groups, aiming at the city gate. Dozens of people twisted into a ball with their broken bodies, rushing in again and again, trying to break into the gate; the others climbed up the city wall, like a black tide, surging upwards like a black tide.

Jiang Xixi and Liu Xuting led the crowd to stand on the city wall and fought to the death. All the Yin soldiers who climbed up were cut off their heads and their arms were cut off by sharp blades. However, these Yin soldiers were very tenacious. Even though their bodies were broken, they still did not give up. They snatched the wall tightly. Even if they were only one finger left, they would have to pass the wall.

More and more Yin soldiers were swarming up. Jiang Xixi and his team were fighting against more enemies with fewer enemies. Gradually, they were exhausted and the city wall was about to lose. At this moment, their right ear jumped down, and their backs were pressed against the wall, like a gust of wind rolling past outside the city wall.

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