OBS Chapter 918 It is bloodthirsty
Chapter 918 It is bloodthirsty
Lin Feng didn't think too much about it. He waved his hand and asked the guards to deal with Hou Xinxi's body.
Just as the guards were about to move forward to carry the body, they heard Pei Qiyin scream.
Lin Feng turned around quickly: "What's the matter?"
Pei Qiyin waved his hand to ask the guards to stand further away and waved to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng took a few steps forward and came to Hou Xinxi's body.
Pei Qiyin was squatting in front of the corpse, pointing at Hou Xinxi's head and motioning Lin Feng to take a closer look.
Lin Feng frowned, squatted down again, and moved closer to observe carefully.
When he saw this, he was also stunned.
Although Hou Xinxi had stopped breathing, blood was still flowing from his head.
Normally, when a person dies, the blood stops flowing and the wounds on the body will no longer bleed.
But in the current situation, Hou Xinxi's blood was still slowly coming out from between his hair, and then flowing through the gaps between his hair to the broken sword below.
The dark treasure of Yuquan Temple had a misty flow on its entire black surface. The blood flowed onto it and did not flow to other places.
Pei Qiyin looked up, with fear in his eyes.
"General...it's...sucking blood."
Lin Feng swallowed, nodded, and said nothing.
He saw clearly that the old man in front of him was dead, but the blood in his body was being sucked into the broken sword.
This phenomenon is very strange, and Lin Feng cannot explain it scientifically.
The two of them just stared blankly at the corpse and the broken sword.
After an unknown amount of time, the blood finally stopped flowing from Hou Xinxi's head.
But his body had dried up and shrunk a lot, and with his clothes covering his body, he looked like a skinny child.
Lin Feng waved his hand at Pei Qiyin: "Get rid of it, don't let anyone see it."
Pei Qiyin nodded to show that he understood.
Lin Feng stretched out his hand and picked up the broken sword. It seemed that the sword had become lighter, but at the same time, he felt that nothing had changed.
It was still dark, having been soaked in blood for a long time, but there was no change on the surface.
Lin Feng rubbed his fingers vigorously a few times, but did not find any blood.
He carefully put it back into the cowhide scabbard, sat down in the chair, frowned and began to think.
The warship sailed forward silently, and the sky gradually darkened.
Less than five miles in front of Kancheng, one of the eight major citadels west of the capital of Daizong, there were 30,000 Taisho imperial troops stationed there.
Facing the Zhenxi Army of less than 10,000 in Kan City, 30,000 people should have a good chance of attacking the city.
The leader of the 30,000 Taisho Imperial Guards was the Taisho Dynasty General Jing Zhaoheng.
He was ordered to lead his troops and stationed near Cannes, awaiting further orders.
Jing Zhaoheng was also confused. Why did they suddenly have to fight against the Zhenxi Army?
After receiving the imperial edict, he immediately went to find General Luo Yunfei to find out why they went to war with the Zhenxi Army.
Luo Yunfei was also confused. The emperor didn't say anything to him, and this imperial edict was issued very abruptly.
Almost all the ministers in the court were unaware of this matter, except the emperor, who refused to explain it to anyone else.
If the Taisho Dynasty were to go to war with the Zhenxi Army now, the outcome would probably not be very good.
The Zhenxi Army has money, good equipment, and people in the eight prefectures of Zhenxi.
Why would the emperor bother to mess with this kind of organization that has both money and people?
Many ministers could not understand the emperor's actions.
With a lot of questions in his mind, Jing Zhaoheng mobilized 30,000 troops and advanced all the way to set up camp five miles away from Kancheng.
Although he had 30,000 people under his command, Jing Zhaoheng was still unsure.
Knowing that the Zhenxi Army is powerful, it is difficult to say who will win or lose if a real fight breaks out.
Moreover, in this battle, Cannes must be captured quickly, otherwise, when the reinforcements of the Zhenxi Army arrive, there will be no chance of winning at all.
The nearest place to Kancheng is Jingxi Prefecture, which is about 580 miles away. Then there is Jinggao Prefecture to the west, which is nearly 800 miles away and requires crossing the Jinjiang River.
The most terrifying thing is the Zhenxi Army's mobility on the river. Not only are they supplied quickly, but they also have artillery on board.
This thing has not been figured out even until the Taisho Dynasty.
The national master Lan Yu also invited many craftsmen to build several cannons according to the model.
Unfortunately, due to technical reasons, either the range is not far enough or the accuracy is not high enough.
In short, it is far inferior to the artillery on the Zhenxi Army's warships.
For this reason alone, Jing Zhaoheng did not have much confidence in this battle.
For long-range attacks, there are hand crossbows and foot crossbows, one far and one close. The long-range attack power is strong, and the close-range continuous firing is fast, neither of which can be matched by the Taisho Imperial Guards.
In the military tent, Jing Zhaoheng made a comprehensive comparison of the military strength of both sides and felt that if they could not capture Cannes within one day, they would lose the battle.
Even if the Taisho Imperial Army lost, they had to withdraw from the battlefield and hide in Gencheng.
Jing Zhaoheng was calculating here, feeling very unsure.
In Cannes, Cui Ying was also in a panic.
Facing 30,000 Taisho Imperial Army, there were less than 10,000 people in his own city.
Although she had already communicated with the Zhenxi at the Cannes dock, Xi Niang gave her a reassurance that as long as the Taisho Imperial Army started to attack the city, the Zhenxi would use artillery fire to support the city's defense.
Cui Ying was still worried, and walked around the city wall every day, checking all the equipment and defense positions.
They were afraid that if they were not careful, the Taisho Imperial Army would break through the city and bring shame to the Zhenxi Army.
Fortunately, the Acropolis was not very big, and 8,000 soldiers could barely defend it.
In addition, there are more than 2,000 people in Zhu Jie's engineering battalion in the city, who can lend a helping hand at critical moments.
Cui Ying had dark circles under his eyes from working so hard these past two days, and he looked very haggard.
Lin Feng entrusted me with such an important position, so I dared not be careless at all.
The two sides were in a tense standoff.
Yufu Mountain, inside Yuquan Temple.
The abbot, Taoist Lengquan, was trying his best to persuade Taoist Zhen Zhuo.
"Junior sister, Lin Feng has already attracted the attention of other sects. Saving his life is unlikely. Fate cannot be defied. It is our Yuquan Temple that lacks that kind of luck. You have to let it go."
Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo slapped the stool in anger.
"If Uncle Yuwen were still here, he wouldn't allow these scoundrels to run wild. I really want to wield my sword and slaughter them all!"
Taoist Lengquan shook his head: "Junior sister, let's not waste any more time talking nonsense. Even if Uncle Yuwen is still here, I'm afraid we have to put the overall situation first."
Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo stood up dejectedly.
"Brother, there's no need to persuade me any further. I'm going down the mountain to look for Lin Feng. Even if I have to die, I'll let them know that all of us in Yuquan Temple are fearless men."
Leng Quan quickly stood up and stopped Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo who was about to leave.
"Junior sister, is my senior brother still the head monk?"
"I didn't ask you to come with me. Zhen Zhuo just doesn't want to live anymore."
"There are still dozens of fellow disciples in the temple. It's okay if you risk your life alone, but what if you implicate these fellow disciples?"
Lengquan urged in a hoarse voice.
"Even if a dozen of my fellow disciples were to accompany you on this journey, the Yuquan Temple, passed down by our master, was destroyed by you and me, and we will become sinners for eternity."
Zhen Zhuo stood at the door with his stiff body, motionless.
"Brother, you can watch these filthy guys bully my disciples. How can I bear this pain in my heart?"