Chapter 1022 The Sands of Time

Many ghost soldiers contemplated these things together, and there were signs of turning the virtual into the real. There was a calamity that gathered from all directions, washing away the golden light on the blood monster layer by layer, that is, breaking the luck that he was proud of bit by bit.

This lasted for a cup of tea, and the blood monster could no longer evolve the face of the former Tianlang City Lord, and became a completely magical creature. After that, there was naturally no more.

Once the blood monster was broken, the blood platform that had been built not long ago on the opposite side fell apart and collapsed when it was blown by the wind. Obviously, when Wu Yi summoned the ghost soldiers before, the gloomy wind was even more violent.

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

This kind of fighting style is not a fist-to-flesh fight, nor is it a flying sword taking a person's head from thousands of miles away, but like two armies facing each other, each making a move.

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

Perhaps, this is the fighting style after the human way takes over the mainstream! The outcome of a battle depends not only on the strength of the enemy, but also on the control of luck.

The ghost soldiers won and the magic projection returned to the stone tablet world. That night, whether it was Wu Yi's side or the other side, when they used extraordinary power, there was actually no order, or the order was disrupted.

Because of the previous plague, the order of Tianlang City was disrupted, and Wu Yi did not rebuild it, so he could naturally let go.

And if I am not mistaken, the defense of the Sunan tribe that night was empty and close to nothing. Either they had transferred their heavy troops to somewhere, or they thought that Wu Yi's side would not dare to attack.

The next day, the Golden Crow rose at a normal time, and everyone got up. It was still the same sky, the same field, and the future that could not be seen.

In the early morning of this day, I don't know if it was because of the cold wind caused by the fight yesterday, the sky was a little gloomy. Before the morning, only half of the sun could be seen. At the morning, it began to drizzle. The cool breeze and the soft raindrops, what a pleasant scene.

Of course, it would be better if we were not in a besieged situation at this moment.

The Rinan tribe still surrounded but did not attack. As for the siege and attack, there has been no news of reinforcements in the past few days. It has been said long ago that Zhang Tianwen would not send heavy troops to rescue.

Many residents in the city have been living like living dead, because they no longer have much hope of being able to defend the city. They are just waiting for the Rinan army to launch an attack. Life and death are in the hands of the other party.

Some people want to surrender, but they are responded with a ruthless rain of arrows, and they dare not think so again.

Spring has arrived, and weeds are growing in all colors. It is a time of vitality. If it were not for these weeds and the small animals that came from nowhere, they could be used as food to barely survive. I don’t know how many people would starve to death during the siege.

In this way, the situation of neither attacking nor defending lasted for half a month. Yes, half a month. Some people in the city have begun to eat dirt. It is real dirt. The indigestible soil has killed one person after another. As for the cannibalism, Wu Yi had heard about it a few days ago.

Eating dirt to death is not glorious, but before they died, many people had happy smiles on their lips, probably thinking that when they went to the underworld, they could also say that they died of bloating.

Wu Yi let it go and was too lazy to care. On the one hand, he was too lazy to care. On the other hand, a good cook cannot cook without rice. He was looking for weeds to fill his stomach at this moment. Fortunately, he could use his magic power to regulate his spirit and spirit, and meditate and rest for half a day, so he didn’t have to be so embarrassed.

These days, Gu Qingyue may be the only one who is still running around. Is it to protect the foundation of his father and brother? Or is it simply because he can't bear to see the people suffer from hunger and cold.

Another three days passed. In the early morning, a burst of rapid bell ringing spread throughout the city, which meant that the enemy was approaching. The sound of the bell could convey a lot of information. Such a rapid bell ringing seemed to indicate that there were many people coming.

How many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Is it finally the final death date? Many people have made preparations for massacre or being sold as slaves. The former is a pleasure, and the latter is a miserable life. It is better than not having a grain of rice or water for many days in a row!

Wu Yi, who had been meditating all night, heard this rapid bell ringing, opened his eyes, and thought: Has the other party launched an attack? Finally, they no longer use some underhanded means at night.

Wu Yi was a little annoyed to fight with them every night, just like a child playing house.

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

They were all relying on weapons to barely stand. These people couldn't even stand on one side of the city wall. Facing the black mass of enemies below, they could still remain calm and face death. It was really admirable.

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

Wu Yi still firmly believed in his point of view until now. The Rinan tribe would not attack, at least not on a large scale. Even if they attacked, they would try to avoid humane fighting and would solve it with extraordinary means.

So, just hold on!

What happened on the negotiation table will eventually return to the negotiation table. Both sides will fight yours and I will fight mine. Wu Yi's "defending" Tianlang City has suffered heavy losses, and the strategic location of the Rinan tribe has also suffered a lot of damage.

If the Rinan army wiped out Wu Yi's side, I'm afraid Zhang Tianwen would be eager to find an opportunity to retaliate!

Limited fighting and attacks that leave the enemy with no leverage to use against them—this is the essence of the Rinan tribe’s defense war.

This point can be seen from the fact that the army of the Rinan tribe has only played some tricks every night in the past few days. Obviously, the opponent's strength is more than that. It is not that they cannot fight, but that they are unwilling to fight.

If you want to get better bargaining chips, you have to hope outside the negotiation table. In the end, what you can't get is what you can't get without a huge change in the current strength.

As long as Zhang Tianwen and the chiefs of the five tribes don't want to completely tear their faces and resort to war, they will definitely control the intensity of the war.

Of course, there may be a black swan event. In that case, Wu Yi will be helpless. Even a saint will have omissions and miscalculations, let alone himself. If he is wrong, it will be difficult for Wu Yi to recover with his current status.

A grain of sand in the era, falling on everyone, is a heavy mountain. Now there are at least two grains oppressing Wu Yi, one heavier than the other.

The people in the city have prepared for a desperate fight, but the final result is that the army of the Rinan tribe proposed to take Wu Yi and others as prisoners to exchange for their people.

What? Be a prisoner?