Chapter 1501

Of the more than 200 siege weapons lost by the four Nation Alliance, more than 80 are owned by the lanyue Dynasty.

Qu Xun's heart is dripping blood. Before the sun goes down, his siege weapon will be half consumed!

This is not true. Qu Xun asked people to pull back half of the previously destroyed siege weapons from the battlefield. He shouted at the forging masters in the army to see if he could rescue them.

Several broken siege weapons are pieced together. It's hard to repair them into a complete siege weapon.

The forgers, who were scolded by Qu Xun for their bloody head, could only keep repairing. However, in the face of the siege weapons which were blasted into a pile of scrap iron by the artillery, they were no longer skillful.

A wisp of the late wind blew behind Qu Xun. Qu Xun looked around impatiently, but found no human figure. So he continued to urge forging division.

The soldiers who guard around the siege weapons pay close attention to the movement around them with strong spirit.

In fact, they doubted that the people in the desert would want to destroy these siege weapons.

This is the barracks where three million people are stationed!

Even if the people in the barren land have the courage, they should not come here to seek death, right?

The soldiers didn't believe that there would be any sabotage, but they had to stay here because of the commander's order.

In the dark, there was only the flickering fire. The huge siege weapons were covered with thick rain cloth, which blocked the true face of Lushan Mountain.

There was a slight sound.

The soldiers immediately looked at the source of the sound, only to see the rain cloth on the siege weapon moving, and found nothing else.

"The wind at night in this desolate land is really damn cold." A soldier couldn't help muttering, trying to shrink his neck, or the cold wind would invade his body.

Heavy rain cloth makes a sound in the wind. Soldiers occasionally look at it and find that there is nothing wrong with it. Then they don't pay much attention to it.

Under the shelter of the rain cloth, all of a sudden, under the siege weapon, it was thrown away from the sky.

Six small earth pits were dug at the same time, and six scrolls suddenly appeared in the middle of the air, like six invisible hands, put those six scrolls carefully into the pit, and then the excavated soil covered the scrolls again, as if they had never been passive.

The rain cloth made another sound, and the soldiers were accustomed to ignoring it.

Buried in the sudden scroll on the golden luster of the handwriting with a hint of magic, but was suddenly covered, not found by anyone.

The night wind in the barren land is far less gentle than that in other areas. Many soldiers have entered the tent in order to avoid the strong wind. Only those soldiers who are guarding are still holding their posts.

The fire that did not go out flickered in the wind. The camp was a little empty. A black triangular cloth suddenly floated out of the sky. Under the cover of the night, the black cloth fell quietly on the fire and was completely burned.

"Idiot." A slight voice, which was almost covered by the wind, was soon crushed by the strong wind.

The soldiers of the lanyue Dynasty watched the siege weapons and listened to the sound of the rain cloth being blown by the wind. They narrowed their eyes and shrunk their shoulders, trying to make their sense of existence in the wind smaller.