Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 369 Mutated Vine Wall

This completely evoked the little leader's deepest memories.

"Oh my god! It's their sharpshooter. Oh no! The sharpshooter from Baita City is here!"

The little leader went to report to his superiors screaming. The superiors had also seen how powerful Song Chunlin was, and their faces turned pale when they heard what happened.

"Damn it, where on earth did the Han people get their magical powers from? They're monsters and sharpshooters. We've been besieging them for several days, and today we finally managed to take down the city gate. I even boasted to the Khan that we would capture Linyuan City at midnight tonight, and now you tell me their sharpshooters are here? Bullshit sharpshooters! Damn Han dogs! I'm going to chop that archer to death!"

"Calm down, calm down. He's on the city wall. If you go there, you'll just be sending him your head. Don't go!"

With the concerted efforts of all, they were finally able to hold the man down. In the end, everyone agreed that it was not appropriate to engage in a head-on confrontation at this time. They had suffered countless casualties from the opponent's successive dirty tricks, and if they stayed any longer they would probably suffer heavy losses.

"Let's retreat."

"No, we finally got here. I don't believe they still have something with such great destructive power. Look, isn't it much quieter outside now?"

Everyone listened carefully, and sure enough, there were no more explosions outside, which meant that the other side really didn't have any more strange things that could explode. So everyone was secretly happy, and they all thought about killing all those monsters in one go. Anyway, a lot of the troops in Linyuan City had been consumed by them. As long as they could get in this time, they would definitely be able to take Linyuan City.

"Keep killing, don't stop. It's just one more archer, how can he stop our 200,000 strong army?"

After receiving the order, the barbarians chopped and killed even faster. Everyone on the city wall felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, especially Song Chunlin. The wails of the mutated vines kept echoing in his mind. However, he could do nothing now except continuously output his supernatural powers and numbly shoot arrows at the ground below.

At this time, Gu Fengyue was leading the Gu family army at a gallop, hoping in his heart that King Linyuan could hold on longer and that Song Chunlin would walk slower, even though he knew very well in his heart that according to Song Chunlin's speed, he was probably already trying his best to enter Linyuan City for support.

But he is only one person after all. This time, the barbarians have assembled nearly 500,000 people, 200,000 of whom are specifically attacking Linyuan City, and 300,000 are attacking Tianchi. Even if the military strength in Linyuan City is three times that of Baita, it is already in danger after such a large consumption. Moreover, if King Linyuan really can't hold on any longer, he will definitely not send someone to entrust his son to him thousands of miles away. Now they can only rush to Linyuan and hope that everything is still in time.

Song Chunlin was also constantly hoping in his heart that Gu Fengyue would come faster and faster. Only with the joining of Gu's army would they have a chance of survival.

At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the people below.

"It looks like those vines are about to be cut down!"

"what!"

Song Chunlin's pupils suddenly shrank, he could hardly believe his ears, but the wailing sounds in his head gradually subsided, because some of the vines were completely dead.

"Puff~" Song Chunlin was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master Song!" The people around him hurriedly supported his shaky body, their eyes full of concern.

Song Chunlin managed to stand still. He took out a bottle of spiritual spring water from his arms, took a big gulp, and then he felt the dull pain in his chest ease a little.

He took a deep breath and handed the compound bow to the archer beside him.

"Here you go, kill those damn barbarians for me."

He took out several bottles of spiritual spring water and placed them on the ground one by one. He also sat on the ground and looked up at his confidant.

"If you trust me, please protect me this time."

The confidant didn't know what he was going to do, but he knew from the look in his eyes that this time, he was serious and would not stop until he killed those barbarians.

After Song Chunlin got the other party's guarantee, he immediately set up a mental barrier around him, and then began to transfer his supernatural powers out frantically. When the vines on the ground were about to be cut down, they seemed to be injected with some elixir. In an instant, the vines began to grow upwards frantically, not only filling the gaps that had just been cut, but also showing a tendency to gradually spread to both sides of the city gate.

The barbarians on the ground all rolled their eyes when they saw this. This was the second time, they were about to break through the city gate. The first time, they were blocked by these unknown vines. It took them most of the day to finally cut down most of the vines. For this, they sent in a lot of extra people. But these vines suddenly started to grow again just before they were about to be cut down. How could they not be angry?

"Where did these Han people find this monster? They can't be killed no matter what they do."

"Ahhh, help, help!" A burly barbarian was tied up by vines and hung in the air. He was even a strong man in their tribe, but when facing these vines, he was completely powerless. No matter how he struggled with his hands, he could not break free from the vines.

His tribesmen just watched him being drained of flesh and blood by the vines. Soon, the burly man was drained dry until only a skeleton was left. In the end, the vines did not even let go of the skeleton. They rolled the corpse into a ball and then spit out a bunch of clothes and accessories. They could not eat these things, and the skeleton had already been crushed and absorbed.

Looking at the ferocious monster in front of them, many people felt their calves twitching.

When they fought with others before, they never retreated in fear even if they were injured. But now, they truly felt fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"This thing seems to be unkillable. How do we fight it?"

"Even if we can't kill them, we have to fight them. I don't believe they can really rely on this monster to survive until dawn."

Those who did not believe in evil continued to wave their long swords. If they could not cut the thick ones, they would cut the thin ones. In short, they wanted to cut all the vines. They would cut as many as they could. There would always be a moment when all the vines would be cut. Anyway, they had a lot of people and had been besieged for so many days. There were only a few soldiers left in Linyuan City. Victory was at hand. If they gave up now, wouldn't it be a failure?

Song Chunlin sat on the city wall, frantically drinking spiritual spring water with one hand, while the other hand was tightly entangled by a vine. The vine continuously absorbed supernatural powers from his body to grow and strengthen itself.

The confidant looked at Song Chunlin nervously. He didn't know what the other party was doing, but he instinctively felt that at this moment, Song Chunlin must not be disturbed. As long as the young man in front of him didn't fall down, their city gate would naturally be able to be defended.

This feeling was extremely mysterious. The confidant had no idea that he was given a mental suggestion by Song Chunlin. He still diligently guarded Song Chunlin and did not let anyone disturb him.

The archer next to him realized that Song Chunlin was not joking after getting Song Chunlin's compound bow. As an archer, the moment he pulled the string, he realized how stable the bow was. Every arrow he shot hit the target. Moreover, he could feel that his range was almost twice as much as before.

It was the first time that the archer realized that his arrows could be shot so far and had strong penetrating power. In addition, there were so many barbarians below that he hardly needed to aim specifically. He only needed to shoot at the crowd, and his hit rate was very high.

On the top of the mountain, because the entrance to Tianchi was narrow, the barbarians could not capture it for a long time. According to their calculations, Linyuan City should have been breached long ago. However, it was already the late night, and the imagined victory news had not yet arrived.

Several barbarian leaders were already getting a little impatient. They stood halfway up the mountain and guarded for most of the night. Although it was too dark to see the specific situation below, they could roughly see that the people below had not broken down the city gate.

"What's wrong with them? They are just attacking the city gate. How many troops does King Linyuan have left in the city? How come they are still there after being trapped for so many days?"

"I can't wait any longer. Hurry up and find someone to go down and investigate. I want to see who is so useless that he can't even take down a broken city gate."

"Today is already the third day. Even if their people run slowly, other cities should have received the news. Tell them to hurry up. As long as they take Linyuan City, with the people of the entire city as bargaining chips, are they still afraid that King Linyuan will not surrender obediently?"

Several people seemed to be able to imagine King Linyuan submitting to them, but when the people they sent to inquire about the situation, they were dumbfounded.

"How can I report this to my superiors?"

"Tell it like it is."

"But this is too outrageous. How can this plant eat people?"

"There are so many things you haven't seen. I've even seen man-eating swamps."

The scout had a conflicted look on his face. He still didn't quite believe it and insisted on going forward to check. However, because he walked too close, he was shot right in the middle of his eyebrows by an archer on the city wall. The archer himself had never thought that he would be shot in the head one day, but this arrow completely scared the people around him.

They realized that the enemy's sharpshooters had not left and were even harvesting the lives of their soldiers on the city walls.

Song Chunlin knew nothing about this. His mental power had been drained to the limit. Every time it was almost drained, he would drink a whole bottle of spiritual spring water. However, the mental power restored by the spiritual spring water would soon be drained again. This cycle repeated over and over again. Song Chunlin himself didn't know how many bottles of spiritual spring water he had drunk. Fortunately, the spiritual spring water would be converted into mental power in the body, otherwise his bladder would have exploded long ago.

"How many are there?" Song Chunlin asked. His confidant stood up and looked down. He saw that there were still a lot of people below, and it was pitch black in the distance, and nothing could be seen.

He squatted down again: "There's not much left, Young Master Song, what's wrong with you, can you still hold on?"

Song Chunlin naturally knew that he was lying. He didn't see clearly how many barbarians were there. No matter how powerful Song Chunlin's vines were, they could not withstand the attack of so many barbarians. Song Chunlin had to use his supernatural powers to produce more vines to deal with the opponent's increasingly fierce attacks.

Presumably, his confidants have also noticed that now it is almost dawn and the barbarians seem to be in a hurry to capture Linyuan City as soon as possible. The city gate only relies on Song Chunlin and the vines, and it is unknown whether it can hold out until dawn.

Song Chunlin drank more and more spiritual spring water, but his eyes were getting darker and darker. This was a sign of excessive mental overdraft. But Song Chunlin didn't dare to stop. He was afraid that once he stopped, the vines supporting the gate would also stop. The door was now tied to the door opening by the vines. Once the vines stopped, the door would be in danger.

So even though his eyes could no longer see anything and his head ached as if it was about to split, Song Chunlin still mechanically and numbly poured spiritual spring water into his mouth while continuously supplying mental power to the vines.

The confidant saw that Song Chunlin's eyes were dazed and his hands seemed to be gradually weakening as he was pouring water. In the end, he simply snatched the bottle and held the bottle himself to give Song Chunlin water.

This water must be good stuff, otherwise Song Chunlin wouldn't drink it so crazily. However, seeing that Song Chunlin was obviously in a bad condition, his confidant didn't know whether he was helping Song Chunlin or harming him by doing this.

"Young Master Song, hold on. Didn't you say that people from Baita City will be here soon? Young Master Song?"

Song Chunlin was no longer able to answer any of his questions. He was now completely immersed in a state of selflessness. The only thing he remembered was to continuously transfer his supernatural powers to ensure that the mutated vines could guard the gate. Once the barbarians broke through the city gate, they would never miss such an opportunity to threaten King Linyuan.

He had to defend Linyuan City. By defending Linyuan City, he was defending Tianchi and the safety of several surrounding cities.

Song Chunlin kept hoping in his heart, Gu Fengyue, please come quickly. If reinforcements don't arrive, he might not be able to hold on.

Dabao in the space was also extremely anxious. He kept filling spiritual spring water for Song Chunlin. Bottle after bottle of spiritual spring water was continuously transported outside by him. Dabao had a vague premonition that as long as Song Chunlin could help Linyuan City successfully overcome this crisis, then what was waiting for him must be a great opportunity. So he could not lose, and Song Chunlin could not lose even more!

"What should I do? Those barbarians seem to be getting more and more crazy. Did I see people at the foot of the mountain rushing towards this side?"

"Damn it! These bastards are trying to use their numbers to wear us down!"

"It's over, it's over. Those vines seem to be unable to hold on any longer. Are we really going to die this time?"

"Stop saying such depressing things. Since God can help us in this critical moment, he will definitely not let us die here. Cheer up and don't let others laugh at us for being worse than a blade of grass."

“Kill! Kill all these barbarians! Drive them out of Dajing! Kill them~”