Pyeongchang City, East Street.

The streets are dim and quiet, empty, and there is no sound.

Walking in it, there was a silence around me.

There was no one, no sound, as if he was in a dead city.

Wu Zhuo and Wu Litu were both brave people, but at this time, their hearts were also bursting with tears.

The situation in Pyeongchang City was so strange that it seemed that all the people in the city disappeared out of thin air.

Two thousand owl soldiers were walking forward carefully, and suddenly, a faint mist floated in front of them.

Why is it still foggy?

Wu Zhuo and Wu Litu looked at each other, gestured to the surrounding owl soldiers, cheered up, and be more careful.

At the beginning, the fog was still light, but as time went by, the fog became heavier and thicker, and gradually, everyone around them became more and more blurred.

Even Wu Zhuo and Wu Litu, who were walking side by side, could no longer see each other. Looking around, there was a vast fog in sight.

Wu Litu couldn't help but whisper: "Wu Zhuo!"

No movement.

There wasn't even a little echo around me.

Wu Litu was pounding in his heart, unable to help but increase the volume, and called again: "Wu Zhuo!"

"I'm here! Why are you shouting?"

Finally, Wu Zhuo's impatient reply came from the side.

Wu Li suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he swallowed his saliva and whispered: "Why is the city so weird? This place is like a ghost town!"

"Shut up! Be careful!"

Wu Zhuo scolded dissatisfiedly.

As one of the main generals, I am so restless and impatient. Wouldn’t it disturb the morale of the army?

Wuli suddenly shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything else. He could only take twelve minutes of caution and move forward step by step.

The entire street was gradually covered by thick fog.

Two thousand owl soldiers were among them, and they couldn't see the situation around them, and even their companions could not see clearly, so they could only grop forward.

If they could fly up to the sky with their wings on their backs and take a bird's eye view from top to bottom, they would see a more strange scene.

In the entire Pyeongchang City, only this street is covered with fog, while everything is normal in other places.

Being in the street, people covered by fog could not see it. On the roofs on both sides of the street, countless Zhou soldiers stood silently.

Thousands of Zhou soldiers were either holding bows and arrows or crossbows, pointing their sharp edges at the streets.

The current situation is that the streets are full of owl soldiers, while the roofs on both sides of the streets are full of Zhou soldiers.

The distance between the two sides is so close that it is a short distance.

"Chee—"

With a long and sharp whistle sounded, Zhou Bing on the roof suddenly shot arrows.

Because fog blocks the sight, the owl soldiers on the street cannot see the Zhou soldiers on the roof. Similarly, the Zhou soldiers on the roof cannot see the owl soldiers on the street.

People were shooting all over the place.

The current Zhou army's tactic is to use a large-scale arrow formation to completely cover the streets, so that the owl soldiers in it have nowhere to hide.

Just one round of arrows shot down, and the quiet streets seemed to be in a panic.

In an instant, the muffled sound of arrows stabbing into the human body and the screams of people after being caught in the arrows came one after another in the entire street.

Even Wu Zhuo and Wu Litu were not spared.

The former was shot in the arm, while the latter was shot in the back.

"There is an ambush!"

Wu Litu took the lead in howling.

It would be better if he didn't shout. He shouted, and he was immediately shot by Zhou Bing on the roof.

Hearing the sound of the broken wind of the arrows, Wuli suddenly lay down on the ground and rolled backwards.

He could not see the surroundings, but could hear the constant puff sound coming from all over the world.

Plop!

A heavy object hit him.

Wu Li suddenly looked up and saw that it was the body of a owl soldier leader.

The corpses were like hedgehogs, with arrows all over their bodies. There were not hundreds, but dozens of them.

Wu Li suddenly shook his body, touched a Teng Dun from the ground, protected his head, and shouted loudly: "Wu Zhuo! Wu Zhuo!"

At the same time, Wu Zhuo's roar came from the other side: "Get a shield formation! Don't panic, form a shield formation!"

However, in this situation, the owl soldiers wanted to form a shield formation on the street, which was a fantasy.

People cannot see their enemies or companions, and everything in front of them is misty.

And in the fog, arrows flew out from time to time, and there was no time to react.

The two thousand owl soldiers were blind at this moment.

The soldiers of the Xiao army who were caught in the arrow no longer fell to the ground one after another, but fell to the ground one after another, like mowing grass.

The dense and continuous terrifying arrow formation was like the god of death waving a sickle, ruthlessly harvesting all living things on the street.

"Wuzhuo!Wuzhuo!"

"I'm here!"

A leader of the owl soldier holding two sides of Teng Shield followed the sound and staggered to Wu Zhuo.

He shouted loudly: "Wuzhuo, there are enemies everywhere here, we can't see anything, we can't fight any more, we have to retreat quickly!"

Wu Zhuo looked embarrassed.

Anyone can retreat, but he and Wulitu cannot.

If we can't take down Pyeongchang City tonight, Xi Yu will never let them go.

Wu Zhuo looked at the leader and shouted: "No one is allowed to run away! Let everyone arrange a shield array for me!"

The leader was so anxious that he grinned and sweated heavily.

What Wu Zhuo said was unrealistic at all.

How to arrange troops when you can’t see anything clearly?

He said anxiously: "Wuzhuo, retreat! No more..."

Before he could finish his words, a sudden arrow hit his neck.

The leader's head tilted to the side, and the two sides of the Teng Shield landed together.

Before he could fall, seven or eight arrows were nailed deep on him.

Wu Zhuo was so scared that he quickly squatted down, and at the same time picked up both sides of the Teng Shield to protect both sides of his body.

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The arrows shot on the Teng Shield, crackling, and Wu Zhuo's hands holding the Shield were numb.

He walked a few steps away, his feet softened, and his body fell to the ground.

I looked down at it and looked carefully. The ones I stepped on my feet and pressed my palms were all corpses.

The corpses of the owl soldiers were already laid on the ground, and the ground was completely invisible.

This scene made Uzhuo shudder.

He finally realized that if this continues, he and Wulitu will not be able to defeat Pingchang City, not to mention that no one can escape and will die in this ghost place.

Wu Zhuo took a deep breath, finally made up his mind, shouting loudly: "Retreat! Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

The fog that filled the streets finally turned from thick to thin.

Gradually, Wu Zhuo finally saw the scene in the street clearly.

I saw a layer of black grass growing on the long streets and above the ground.

Under the black grass, there are all the corpses of the owl soldiers.

There are only five or six hundred soldiers who can stand on the streets now, and most of them have arrows inserted into them.

The corpse not far away arched upwards, and a person quickly emerged from under the corpse, which was Wulitu.

Seeing this, Wu Zhuo ran over quickly and used the two sides of his hand to help Wuli block the arrows flying down from both sides.
Chapter completed!