40,000 Years of Cultivation

The city is drifting away.

The defeated generals gradually drove into the perplexed night.

When they left, they had destroyed all the ships on the pier that were too late to take away.

There are no chasing soldiers behind.

It is safe for the time being.

But this kind of temporary safety is like the panting of pigs and sheep before they are slaughtered, meaningless.

The tense nerves of the fanatics gradually relaxed.

There is also more time to think about the reasons for failure.

Since they are the most diehard believers, they will naturally not admit that the "true gods" they worship are inferior to the "false gods" enshrined in the Temple of Fist.

Brother Luo Xinglong led them in activities in Qianyuan City for many years. He was also a wise man and he would never make a mistake.

As for their own faith in loyalty, there is not the slightest flaw. They are all good men who are willing to die for the **** of machinery and steam.

Then, there is only one reason for the explosion of the steam cannon and the failure of this vigorous uprising.

More and more pairs of eyes full of suspicion, vigilance and even hostility turned in the direction of Gus and Grey.

Fanatics covered in gunpowder, dust and blood, like wounded wolves, full of neurotic distrust, they huddled in the darkness, staring at the "Holy Son" and "Holy Woman" under the lights, whispering and stealing Whisper.

"Hey, do you guys say that the two of them are really ‘Holy Son’ and ‘Holy Woman’?"

"Can something be wrong?"

"If it is really the'Holy Son' and the'Holy Woman', why didn't they show the slightest magical power in today's battle, and even caused the steam cannon to explode?"

"That's, isn't it that they repelled all the boxers in Chijin Town in the deep mountains and old forests, and blasted the priests of the Temple of Fist to the ground? Why today, at such a critical juncture, they didn't even fire a single shot?"

"Weird, really weird!"

"Don't be fake, it's a scam, or even the trick of "leading the snake out of the hole" played by the boxing temple, deliberately sending two fake "saint son" and "saint woman" to the door to steal our secrets and lure us to get up early?"

"This... it's possible, very likely, I heard that their two uncles are the priests of the Fist Temple, or the junior high priest Luotian!"

Dangerous rumors swam in the dark like a poisonous snake.

More and more fanatics' eyes shone like a beast.

They may not really believe the "supposedly", but morale is low, full of confusion and panic, and the defeated generals who can't see the direction, but desperately need a place to vent.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back their breath and stood up.

If someone takes the lead, there will be the second, third and tenth. Fanatics sway like zombies, approaching Gus and Grey.

The two sisters and brothers also smelled the unknown smell in the air, and they couldn't help feeling tight and lost their color in shock.

Andre, who was in charge of commanding the fleet, yelled from the mast, berating these cult believers to retreat.

But he was just the commander of the squadron that seized the dock, and there were not too many henchmen who were really convinced by him.

Luo Xinglong died suddenly, and he did not hand over the command of the entire Qianyuan City Steam Army to anyone. Now, there are several leaders in the fleet whose status is similar to that of Andre, and many of the defeated leaders have fallen. In the city, they are a group of stragglers without a leader. Under the upset, they just want to vent their fear and anger, and they don't want to follow anyone's orders.

Just as the ripped fleet was like an overturned gunpowder keg, when it was about to fire, a stern siren suddenly sounded in front of it.

Three scarlet lanterns were raised on the head ship-this is a signal of "an attack ahead"!

The frightened remnants of the defeated soldiers squinted their eyes and looked forward. They couldn't help being surprised, as if breaking the heavenly cover and pouring in a scoop of piercing ice water!

Although the night has come.

The front is brightly lit.

At some point on the river, a fortress full of torches stood upright!

This city walled city is based on dozens of big ships. The big ships are locked with iron chains with the thickness of arms, and wooden boards are built on them. The outside of the wooden boards are smeared with mud and filled with sandbags. It is light and fireproof. Regardless of kerosene or serial crossbow, it is probably impossible to break this floating city.

Above the walled city, it was crowded with soldiers. Behind the wall-like shields, there are countless arrows with the gleaming sharp edges. Although the fist despise weapons, but against the evil spirits who worship mechanical monsters and steam demons, they occasionally use bows and arrows to attack poison with poison. , But it couldn't be better.

The floating city occupies the middle of the river, and the river channels left on both sides are extremely narrow, and a large number of sandbags, iron chains and thick tree trunks are also sunk, which is tightly blocked.

On both sides of the river, hundreds of torches were lit, and countless archers lined up with murderous aura, preparing to kill.

Once the fleet is ready to bypass the floating city and take the rivers on both sides, there will be a large number of boats entangled by the debris of the blocked river, and they will become hedgehog-like archery targets.

Up and down the river, Ling Li's killing intent suddenly spread, and the escape route to the southern hope was instantly turned into a deadly trap leading directly to the Yincao Netherworld.

"We got it!"

Andre and the defeated soldiers finally reacted.

No wonder the High Priest Luo Tian didn't rush to hunt them down.

It turned out that such an ambush was set up on the river.

If we say that when they were in Qianyuan City, they, the core believers of the mechanical and steam **** cult, could also take advantage of the chaos and escape to the deep mountains and old forests, or disguise and disperse into the people, causing the screening and arrest of the boxing temple. Great trouble.

So now, they just gathered together willingly, and they couldn't reach the village in front of the big river, and couldn't reach the shop behind. There was no way to the sky and no way into the earth!

For a while, the siren sounded from the head to the stern, and all the ships were hung with red lanterns "ready to fight", but the fanatics under the red light, even if they still had the courage to fight, had completely lost Hope of victory.

"There is no hope, it's all over, we can't escape!"

"The High Priest Luo Tian has calculated everything, we are done!"

"God of Steam, why is this, why you have already sent down the revelation, but you don't give us the last hope?"

Many mad believers knelt on the ground, screaming and crying.

There are also some red-eyed guys who continue to glared at Gus and Grey, seeming to want to reprimand, it is their two fake "sons" and "saints" that have led everyone to such a desperate situation.

However, when a fanatic really pounced on Gus's two siblings, he was kicked away by Gus, who was always silent.

The young man's strength did not know where he was, and this kick made a sound of cracking bones on the opponent's chest, and almost didn't kick the mad believer down the river.

Afterwards, in the astonishment and inexplicable gaze of many fanatics, Gus pulled out his "Kuroshio" triple-mounted heavy Vulcan cannon from the back basket, bit by bit, inch by inch.