Chapter 250: Xuanbing shows off his power!
Chapter 250: Xuanbing shows off his power!
What a complex terrain.
Liang Qu gathered his breath and looked around.
In the darkness of night, the surroundings were filled with low mountains no more than a hundred feet high, densely packed together. After climbing over one mountain, there was another mountain, and there was no way out at all.
All the low mountains are divided by rivers of varying sizes, with the water area and land area being half and half respectively.
No wonder it is said that a fish would get lost if it came in; the maze-like terrain is indeed a great choice for hiding.
It's a pity that it didn't rain.
It would be nice if it rained.
Liang Qu missed the plum rain season which had just passed.
Even though there is no sunshine, it gives people a sense of security.
The shadows of the mountains are looming.
The wide-bellied boats left traces of water on the river, and their long oars paddled left and right underwater, making almost no sound.
Several martial artists licked their lower lips, feeling their throats dry and their hands holding their weapons feeling a little weak.
The excitement of the desire to achieve great things on the ship seemed to flow away from the body along with the water pushed by the oars.
Only at this moment did they realize that great success was not so easy to achieve, but unfortunately, once the arrow was shot, there was no turning back, so they could only move forward with gritted teeth.
Dozens of small boats dispersed according to the predetermined formation. The boat Liang Qu was on and the other two boats, with a total of more than sixty martial artists, turned into a diversion.
After leaving the main group, the surroundings became increasingly quiet, so quiet that you could hear the cries of partridges on the island.
The winds and waves on the Jianghuai Lake are blocked by the outermost islands. The deeper the ship goes, the calmer the water becomes. The dark and calm underwater makes people imagine a lot.
A huge grey back approached the water surface but disappeared again before it emerged, shocking a martial artist so much that he grabbed the clothes of a nearby person and screamed.
"There's something underwater! The Silver Horned Shark! The Silver Horned Shark is coming!"
Xiang Fangsu took a step forward and slapped the martial artist hard on the face, leaving half of his cheek covered with palm prints.
"Idiot, it's our porpoise!"
Upon hearing this, the martial artist lowered his head in shame, and the blood vessels on the half of his face that was not slapped began to dilate and turned bright red.
The others sneered at the man's cowardice.
Xiang Fangsu just looked at them coldly. Everyone restrained their expressions and dared not laugh anymore. The boat returned to calm again.
Liang Qu's fingertips skimmed across the water, feeling the invisible spread out, touching the mountain wall and the school of fish.
The Yangtze River porpoise swims faster than ships and acts as a scout to conduct underwater reconnaissance in case of any accidents.
Dashun had water beasts, and Daqian had the same.
Unlike Dashun, which breeds finless porpoises, Daqian raises silver horn sharks and golden horn sharks.
Individually they are more ferocious, and in a one-on-one fight they are far stronger than the Yangtze finless porpo
However, the price of being strong is that it is more difficult and costly to tame. In addition, as solitary creatures, the silver horn shark and the golden horn shark have no cooperative instinct, and their IQ is significantly lower than that of the finless porpoise, so they can do much less.
Dashun, the inheritor of Daqian, tried for a while, but after discovering a more useful population of finless porpoises, he immediately abandoned the time-consuming and labor-intensive golden and silver horn sharks and turned to concentrate on breeding finless porpoises.
The shark groups that were bred back then are still being used in only a few rivers and lakes in certain places as breeding seeds.
After the defeat of Daqian, the army retreated to the swamp. Without the resources to start over, they could only make the best of a bad situation, as having something was better than having nothing.
After traveling for a while, the surrounding terrain changed dramatically. The broad-bellied boat went over the low mountains, and a long dragon-like island chain appeared before everyone's eyes.
Most of the mountains in the island chain have no peaks, as if a section had been cut off by humans.
Ran Zhongshi raised his hand, and three wide-bellied boats slowly docked.
The paddling sound disappeared and the whole world became completely silent.
Everyone was startled, realizing that the island chain before them was the main stronghold of the Ghost Mother Cult.
The Hebo site was thoroughly explored. It would be impossible to enter such a complex terrain without a detailed map. Liang Qu sighed inwardly and tightened his grip on the bow handle.
The next step is to wait.
Only after Xu Yuelong and his men launched the attack could they get closer and charge ashore.
Liang Qu felt like he was one of the four blind men in the story of the blind men and the elephant.
He didn't know how the whole plan would proceed, he only knew what he should do and what he could do.
The soldier's duty is only to obey the general's orders.
If one's strength is not up to that of a great martial artist, he can only be a chess piece in the whole operation, a wave in the surging tide.
Not only him, but also more than 60 martial artists on the three ships, including Ran Zhongshi and Xiang Fangsu, were the same.
Many people's palms were sweating unconsciously, and their nerves were as tense as bowstrings, getting tighter and tighter.
After about a quarter of an hour, many people began to breathe heavily, and the strong pressure made it difficult for them to breathe.
Liang Qu keenly discovered that waves were gradually rising around the hull, and they were not ripples caused by the rocking of the boat.
It's an island!
The island is shaking!
The vibration of the waves became stronger and stronger, until others began to feel it and subconsciously grabbed the edge of the boat.
The strong vibration went up along the bones, and even the human skull began to vibrate, and the soul seemed to be shaken to leave the body.
Liang Qu was like a can of sparkling water that was shaken vigorously. He opened his mouth involuntarily and exhaled the air in his lungs.
The iron nails embedded between the wooden boards on the wooden boat followed the vibration and slowly moved out of the hull!
Almost at the moment when the shock reached its peak, on the other side of the island, a strong white light shot up into the sky, accompanied by two roars, and the dark night suddenly became bright!
The shock wave visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, clearing away the dark clouds.
Wherever it passed, the wind began to flow backwards, and the sound of the wind wrapped around the tide, as if there were tens of millions of people riding on wild horses rushing through the sky, making people so terrified that they wanted to bow down and worship them!
What's the fuss?
The mysterious soldiers of the Martial Saint?
Liang Qu's pupils dilated and his breathing became heavy.
The scene before him almost reminded him of the battle between Toad and Firebird.
White waves appeared on the Kuroshio Current.
Xiang Fangsu suddenly jumped up, drew his sword and slashed down.
The waves several feet high were cut in half by Xiang Fangsu with one sword, like a towering mountain that suddenly rose up and then suddenly broke.
He turned his face, raised his knife to the sky, and shouted loudly:
"charge!"
"charge!"
There seemed to be an invisible power in that roar, which made everyone's blood vessels open, and blood flow through their limbs and bones, hot as lava.
The surging power between heaven and earth was rampant on the swamp. Liang Qu roared loudly and jumped onto the island with dozens of martial artists.
Dozens of ships suddenly arrived from all directions of the entire island chain, breaking through the surging waves.
The Demon Hunting Department of Hebo, with more than hundreds of galloping warriors and thousands of warriors, landed on the island together.
Countless Ghost Mother believers who were sleeping had not yet recovered from the shock and had no idea what was about to happen.
Until several screams sounded at the same time, and the hairs on my body stood up.
"Enemy attack!"
Xiang Fangsu took the lead, the knife flashed, and a shrill scream disappeared in an instant.
A Ghost Mother cultist in a wooden house picked up a sword and rushed out of the door.
boom!
A muffled thunder exploded in the air, and an arrow feather turned into a silver-gray light in the air, suddenly piercing through the man's chest, leaving a black bloody hole!
His eyes widened, and he saw that among the martial artists charging onto the island, there was a handsome young man who was left at the end. He was carrying a long bag and holding a large bow that was drawn into a full moon shape!
(End of this chapter)