40,000 Years of Cultivation

Gus and Grey panicked when they heard it.

I thought that after finding the secret stronghold of Machinery and Steam Cult in Qianyuan City, he could be safely escorted to the south.

Unexpectedly, they are "the mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, and they cannot protect themselves"!

Luo Xinglong's face was stern, but he couldn't see the slightest panic on his face. On the contrary, as the situation was described as getting more and more serious, his eyes became more and more determined, to the extent of madness.

"In that case, there is no way."

He gritted his teeth and squeezed a word through his teeth.

After that, he took a deep breath and raised his arms and shouted, "Renewing the old and making the new. Just now, believers of the true God, the arrival of the'son' and the'saint woman' is the most definite revelation from the true God. Let us now Take up the weapon and rush out, so that those poor bugs who have been deceived by the false gods for tens of thousands of years can see the power of the true god!"

"Today? Now?"

Many believers were a little surprised.

"That's right, even the'Holy Son' and the'Holy Woman' appeared, not today, but when will we have to wait!"

Some people are inexplicably excited.

"The saint son and saint can fight against the fighters of the entire Chijin Town, plus so many of us, so many serial crossbows and steam guns, how difficult is it to defeat Qianyuan City!"

Someone even looked at the two brothers and sisters with great anticipation, seeing them blushing and heartbeat, as if ten thousand ants were crawling in their hearts.

Of course, there are very few people who know the inside story, most of them are Luo Xinglong, die-hard believers and core members of the Mechanics and Steam Church, knowing that with the destruction of the underground printing press and the arrest of the printers, the situation is so urgent that the arrow is on the line and they have to be sent. If you don’t die at this moment, then you really have to fall on the chopping board and let the mermaid meat.

"The old gods are dead, the new gods should stand, and the old will be transformed into the new, right now!"

As the backbone, they took the lead to follow Luo Xinglong and shout.

After repeatedly shouting dozens of times, all believers have forgotten their doubts and worries, and are full of visions of victory and courage to fight.

"Very well, then we will act according to plan!"

Luo Xinglong gave orders and first looked at a giant bald man, "Tyron, you lead an elite death squad to seize the grain depot in the south of the city. Remember, it does not matter if the grain depot cannot be attacked, but you must successfully set fire to the grain to attract the attention of the Temple of Fist and contain a large number of people. Iron Fist!"

"Yes, long live the true god!"

A giant bald man named "Taylon" led away with a precision-worked kerosene pump.

"Xin Zhao, you go to contact all our forces dormant in the city and tell them about the advancement of action."

Luo Xinglong continued to say to a young man with a thin body and long legs, "Let them launch a fierce attack on various targets according to the agreed plan!"

Xin Zhao nodded and walked away quickly.

"Andre, before dark, you and your people must seize the dock and all the ships."

Luo Xinglong said, "Because many machinery are needed to maneuver the ship, and many workshops on the riverside are also secretly using machinery. With the help of the flow of the river, these people who eat by the waterway are the easiest to stand on our side and are the easiest to suffer. To the suppression of the Temple of Fist-we must rush to the Temple of Fist, organize and arm all these people, and become the backbone of the capture of Qianyuan City."

The little man named "Andri" carries two serial crossbows on his back and two serial crossbows hanging around his waist. He is carrying two serial crossbows in his hand, plus arrows tied on his chest, back and calves. The sac is almost like a hedgehog filled with crossbow arrows.

He geared his hands, eagerly, nodded and left.

"and many more--"

Luo Xinglong glanced at the two brothers and sisters of Gus, hesitated for a moment, then stopped Andre, and said, "Remember, your mission here is extremely important. Even if you can't take the entire pier, you must take as many ships as possible, and To destroy the enemy ship, we must ensure that the waterway is in our hands—whether our people want to withdraw or the reinforcements of the steam army from the south want to go north, they must pass the waterway!"

"understand!"

The little Andre grinned, carrying six serial crossbows, swaggering away.

"For the rest, we shoulder the most sacred and most important mission!"

An abnormal red appeared on Luo Xinglong's face, and he said hoarsely, "Let's lift the giant steam cannon that the true **** has given us to the ground, and guard it step by step to the Temple of Fist!

"Remember, no matter how much you pay, how many people are killed or injured, you must carry the giant steam cannon to the gate of the Fist Temple.

"The lies of the false gods have fooled the world for thousands of years, but as long as the giant steam cannon blasts the Temple of Fist into a smashing crash and collapses, then all the inhabitants of Qianyuan City will be aware of the machinery. And the greatness of the power of steam will stand on our side, surrendering to the feet of the true god!"

"Great cannon! Great cannon!"

"Steam cannon!"

The believers cheered excitedly again.

"War is coming soon, saint son and saint woman, please stay by my side and witness the miracle of the true **** with your own eyes!"

Luo Xinglong cannot refuse to say.

Gus moved his lips, but he also knew that the other party was eager to jump over the wall and had to die. At this time, in order to motivate morale, he could do anything, and the two siblings could not argue with the believers who were in madness.

"can."

Gray said readily, "Since you all regard us as the **** of steam, the saints and saints who descended on the earth, we certainly have the responsibility to fight alongside you-but after all, the false gods have ruled the world for too long and their power is deeply rooted. If, I mean, if Qianyuan City has fallen into the darkness before dawn, the battle is temporarily downwind, and if nothing can be done, can Uncle Luo give priority to arranging a ship to help us break through and take us to the south to find the Great Steam Army The troops, come back again?"

After several days of thinking, Grey finally recovered the demeanor of a genius girl in Chijin Town, and learned to talk about conditions with Luo Xinglong.

Luo Xinglong's eyes flashed, he pondered for a moment, and he nodded and promised: "Of course, you can leave the green hills, and you don’t have to worry about no firewood. This battle between good and evil is destined to last for a long time. I will not let the'Holy Son' and the'Holy Woman'. To die for nothing."

"That's good."

Grey smiled slightly, followed Luo Xinglong's appearance, raised his arm, and shouted, "The old **** is dead, the new **** shall stand, and the old and the new are now!"

"Just now! Just now! Just now!"

The cry of the "saint" was like adding fuel to the fire. For a while, the underground stronghold turned into an invisible volcano, and the magma that was devastating and ruining the world was about to gush out!

The Education of Machinery and Steam had already made meticulous preparations for this Qianyuan City event.

Although a large number of steam weapons and elite soldiers have not yet arrived, the serial crossbows, steam guns, swords that increase the speed of the steam ball, and the armor rolled by the steam engine are all available.

There are also a large number of black cloths with simple white gears printed on them. There are steam-wrapped patterns around the gears. The black cloth is tied to the forehead or tied to the arm. At first glance, it looks majestic and murderous.