Dedicate One’s Mind

Chapter 1022 The sand of the times

Many ghost soldiers meditated on these things together, and there were signs that the emptiness was turning into reality. The calamity energy gathered from all directions, washing away the golden light on the blood monster's body layer by layer, which was what he was so proud of. Luck is breaking away bit by bit.

This lasted for a cup of tea, and the blood monster could no longer evolve into the face of the former Lord of Tianlang City, and turned into a complete magical creature. Then, naturally, there was no more.

As soon as the blood monster was broken, the blood platform that had been built just opposite fell apart and collapsed when the wind blew it. It was clear that when Wu Yi summoned the ghost soldiers before, the wind was even stronger.

In this game, Wu Yi won for the first time.

This kind of fighting style is not about punching to the flesh, nor is it about flying swords to kill people thousands of miles away, but like two armies facing each other, each playing a chess game.

It is different from what Wu Yi saw and heard in the Cangbang Realm, the Mingyue Realm, and even the Mingyu Realm.

Perhaps, this is the fighting style after humanity takes over the mainstream! The outcome of a battle depends not only on the strength of one's strength, but also on the control of one's luck.

Not to mention the victory of the ghost soldiers and the return of the magic power projection to the world of stone tablets, this night, whether on Wu Yi's side or on the opposite side, when the extraordinary power was used, there was actually no order at all, or in other words, order was disrupted.

Due to the previous plague, Wu Yi did not rebuild Tianlang City after its order was disrupted, so he could naturally go ahead and do it.

And if the guess is correct, the Rinan tribe's defense was almost empty that night. Either they had already transferred their heavy troops to other places, or they thought that Wu Yi's side did not dare to make a sneak attack.

The next day, the Golden Crow rose at the usual time, and everyone got up. It was still the same sky, the same wilderness, and the same invisible future.

In the early morning of this day, I don’t know if it was because of the cold wind caused by yesterday’s fight. The sky was a little gloomy. Before midnight, only half of the sun could be seen. At Si hour, light rain began to fall, a cool breeze, and a gentle breeze. Yusi, what a pleasant scene.

Of course, it would be better if we were not under siege at this moment.

The Rinan people still besieged and refused to attack. As for the encirclement and reinforcements, they had not heard of any reinforcements in the past few days. They had said long ago that Zhang Tianwen would not be able to send heavy troops to relieve the siege.

Many of the residents in the city already live like the living dead, because they no longer have much hope that they can defend the city. They are just waiting for the Rinan army to launch an attack. Life and death are in the hands of the opponent.

Some people wanted to surrender, but they were met with a ruthless rain of arrows, and they no longer dared to think so.

Spring has arrived, and the wild grasses are growing in brilliant colors. It is a time of great vitality. If it were not for these wild grasses and the small beasts that came from nowhere, they could be used as food and barely survive. I don’t know how many days of siege this would have been. How many people will starve to death?

In this way, the situation of neither attacking nor defending lasted for half a month. Yes, for half a month, some people in the city had already begun to eat dirt. It was real dirt. The dirt that could not be digested was killing one person after another. , As for Yi Zi’s cannibalism, Wu Yi had already heard about it a few days ago.

It is not glorious to die from eating dirt, but before they passed away, many of them had happy smiles on their lips, probably thinking that when they went to the underworld, they could say that they were able to survive.

Wu Yi let it go and was too lazy to care. On the one hand, it was hard for a clever woman to make a living without rice. At the moment, he was looking for weeds to satisfy his hunger. Fortunately, he could use his magic power to regulate his energy and rest, just for half a day, so he didn't have to be so embarrassed.

Gu Qingyue may be the only one who is still running around these days. Is it to protect his father and brother's inheritance? Or he simply couldn't bear the fact that the people were hungry and cold.

Three days later, in the early morning, a rapid ringing of bells spread throughout the city, which meant that enemies were approaching. The sound of bells could convey many messages. Such rapid ringing of bells seemed to indicate that there were many people coming.

How many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Is it finally the final day of death? Many people are ready to slaughter the city or be sold as slaves. The former will be happy and the latter will survive. It is better than not seeing half a grain of rice for many days in a row!

Wu Yi, who had been meditating all night, heard the rapid ringing of the bell, opened his eyes, and thought to himself: Has the opponent launched an attack? Finally, it was no longer a matter of sneaking up on some threesomes at night.

Wu Yi was getting a little tired of fighting with them every night, just like a child playing house.

Walking to the top of the city, Wu Yi was ashamed to see that there were still more than a hundred people stationed on the city wall, all of them with pale faces.

They can barely stand with weapons. These people can't even stand on the top of the city. Facing the dark enemy below, they can still keep their expressions and look at death as if they are home. It's really admirable.

The leader of this group of people was Gu Qingyue. At this moment, she actually replaced Wu Yi's position. However, it only made the result more tragic.

Wu Yi still firmly believes in his point of view that the Rinan tribe will not attack, at least not in a large scale. Even if they attack, they will try to avoid humane fighting and use extraordinary means to solve the problem.

So, just stretch it!

Things on the negotiating table will eventually come to the negotiating table. You fight yours, and I fight mine. Although Wu Yi's "stick to" Tianlang City suffered heavy losses, the strategic location of the Rinan tribe was also damaged. Not small.

If the Rinan army completely wiped out Wu Yi's side, Zhang Tianwen would be eager to find an opportunity to take revenge!

A limited battle, allowing the opponent to find no way to attack. This is the essence of the Nichinan clan's defensive battle.

From this point, in the past few days, the Rinan army only performed some tricks every night. It can be seen that the opponent's strength is obviously more than this. It is not that they cannot fight, but they are unwilling to fight.

If you want to get better bargaining chips, you all hope to be outside the negotiation table. In the end, after a comparison, what you can't get will not be obtained if the current strength has not changed significantly.

As long as Zhang Tianwen and the chiefs of the five tribes do not want to completely break up and resort to war, they will definitely control the intensity of the war.

Of course, there is also the possibility of a black swan incident. In that case, there is nothing Wu Yi can do about it. Even a saint will sometimes make omissions and miscalculations. Not to mention himself, if he is really wrong, it will be difficult to recover with Wu Yi's current status.

A grain of sand of the times is like a heavy mountain when it falls on everyone. Now there are at least two grains of sand oppressing Wu Yi, one heavier than the other.

The people in the city were ready to fight to the death, but the final result was that the Rinan army proposed to use Wu Yi and others as prisoners in exchange for their people.

What? Be a prisoner?