Heavenly Locust Emperor

Chapter 11: Locust Plague

Hejiazhuang, Huangya Paddy Field.

The breeze is coming, and the sea of ??rice is making waves.

Under the sunshine in the morning, the yellow bud rice exudes a more and more intense aroma of spiritual rice.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!..."

The sky is full of locusts, and nearly ten million locusts gather to form a black cloud. When the yellow bud rice is fully mature, the bee pupae will come down to feast on it.

Hundreds of billions of locust disaster clouds formed on Wanzuling one month before the yellow bud rice matured, and slowly marched to various places in Nanling. On the way, there was no grass growing, and no people or animals stayed in places without monks' protection. It can be seen that this world is not Suitable for ordinary people, everyone in the immortal world is an ant.

One of them, a cloud of nearly ten million locusts, floats over Xiliuyuan, waiting for the gluttonous feast that happens every five years.

Near the Huangya paddy field in Hejiazhuang, a cavalry guard composed of a hundred monks who have reached the middle stage of Qi training has been fully formed. One man and three horses are equipped with strong bows and crossbows, waist knives and light armor, and three golden light talisman body guards. The Fire Crow Talisman kills the enemy.

These are specially prepared for the monster level locusts.

For those ordinary locusts, the village also deployed 1000 people with flails to repel insects, and another 1000 people with sickles to harvest yellow bud rice.

It is inevitable that monsters will attack and kill ordinary people during the rice harvesting process, but as long as the yellow bud spirit rice is not damaged, the lives of some ordinary people are nothing.

Being arranged to hold a flail, Cao Cuo was a little speechless. Does this thing really work?

A monk who has not cultivated mana is not much better than a secular warrior, so he is also arranged to work with ordinary people.

Cao wrongly turned his gaze to Shiting not far away.

In a stone pavilion next to the Huangya rice field, He Feibao is leading He Gui and Zhao Li, waiting for the Huangya rice to mature.

He Gui took the lead in complimenting: "This year, the envoy will personally preside over the grain harvesting affairs. It must be safe. There are a few locust monsters, and the envoy can deal with them without any effort."

He Feibao replied soberly: "This plague of locusts has existed since the development of Nanling, and it is not a simple monster."

He Feibao stroked his short beard and said, "This plague of locusts originated in Wanzu Mountain, and there are hundreds of billions of them. Among them, the king worm commander of the alchemy state will often be born."

"There's an alchemy period!" He Gui and Zhao Li exclaimed together.

Although the two have been in Hejiazhuang for many years and participated in many food collection operations, they were shocked for a while when they were low-level and could not come into contact with the secrets involving the alchemy monster.

Once the great pill-forming monster is born in the insect cloud above Xiliuyuan, the people here will be burnt and their blood will flow like rivers.

Zhao Li hurriedly asked: "Then will there be...?"

He Feibao interrupted Zhao Li's words: "You don't need to worry, the alchemy monster stopped at the Iron Sword Gorge on the border between Nanyi and Wanzuling, and was forced back to Wanzuling by Nanyi's seniors, so it's nothing to worry about."

He Feibao stood with his hands behind his back, tall and straight like a mountain, and replied lightly:

"What we have to deal with is just ordinary monsters in the worm cloud."

"Chongyun will send out an army to attack. As long as the envoy kills the foundation-building monsters among them, the guard cavalry in the village can easily deal with them if the hordes of worms are leaderless and only train Qi monsters."

Not finished.

Under the sunshine, the rice fragrance in the yellow bud rice field suddenly doubled in intensity.

A few mortals with poor physique beside the rice fields felt a little "drunk" and staggered on their feet.

This is due to the inhalation of too much Daoxiang spiritual energy, the deficiency is not replenished, and the "drunken spirit" becomes.

"coming!"

He Feibao was surprised: "There are actually three foundation-building locusts this time!"

He Feibao sensed that the locust disaster cloud on Xiliuyuan had divided into hundreds of cloud clusters.

One of them was led by three foundation-building locusts the size of a millstone, and an army of more than [-] locusts rushed towards the yellow bud rice field in Hejiazhuang. Among them, there were more than [-] locusts with a demonic aura.

He was calm and composed. Although the number and strength of the incoming locusts exceeded the original expectations, they were still within the acceptable range. Of the three foundation-building locusts, one was in the late stage of foundation-building, and two were in the early stage of foundation-building.

"Little insect, how can it compare to my human race's Fa-rectification."

He Feibao smiled contemptuously, and said via voice transmission: "Scatter!"

The guard cavalry is uniform, divided into ten teams with one man and three horses, scattered at various nodes in the rice field.

He Feibao looked at the insect cloud which was less than a hundred feet away, and the second voice transmission from his spiritual sense: "Be prepared!"

The guard cavalry listened to the order and crushed a golden light talisman one after another. The shattered talisman turned into a body-protecting golden light that enveloped everyone.

The crossbow is drawn up, and another Fire Crow Talisman is ready.

The golden light transformed by the golden light talisman set off the crowd like a heavenly soldier and general.

The locust cloud had reached a range of [-] feet, and more than [-] locusts covered the sky, and the original day seemed to have suddenly changed into night.

The smallest locusts were the size of a fist, the medium ones were the size of a human head, and the three largest locusts were like three large millstones. The buzzing sound in the air became louder and louder, making everyone's scalps tingle.

He Feibao's third voice transmission from his spiritual consciousness was like the voice of a golden sword: "Kill!"

More than a hundred guard cavalry crushed the fire crow talisman in their hands at the same time, and the talisman turned into a ball of flames and clustered in everyone's hands.

"Go!" Hundreds of people threw fireballs in their hands almost at the same time. The fireball rolled in the air, screamed, and turned into a hundred fire crows and rushed towards the insect cloud less than thirty feet away.

Hundreds of fire crows penetrated into the cloud and exploded one after another.

There were a hundred more holes in the insect curtain that covered the sky, and a large number of burning insect corpses turned into a rain of fire and smashed to the ground.

A smell of burnt insect flesh filled the air.

The yellow-bud rice is like gold with golden spikes hanging all over it. It is not afraid of flames and still exudes the fragrance of rice.

Two kinds of smells are intertwined in the whole Xiliuyuan...

Second, the third batch of Fire Crows flew towards Chongyun one after another, but the results were not satisfactory.

The monster among the locusts had already reacted, and kicked out the green wind blade with its hind legs, splitting most of the fire crows in half.

After the rain of fire and crows, the locust monsters also dispersed and attacked the guard cavalry on horseback beside the rice fields.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ..."

The wind blades of the locusts and the flying blades of the cavalry, the two armies fought each other, each showing their magical powers.

After the mana was exhausted, the guard cavalry shot with bows and crossbows, which also caused effective damage.

The thousand-man flail team in Zhuang Nu's team also started to drive and kill the ordinary locusts the size of a fist, and another 1000-member sickle-holding team rushed to harvest yellow bud rice...

A guard cavalryman was struggling to draw his bow, ready to shoot the arrow full of mana, but the horse under his crotch whined suddenly, leading his master to fall weightlessly.

It turned out that the horse's belly had been bitten through by a locust, and blood and intestines flowed all over the ground.

Riders and horses were swallowed by locusts, howling in agony.

The most casualties are mortals.

The flail in his hand was bitten off, and the frightened few threw down the scythe or turned around and ran away...

Or being chased and bitten to death by locusts, or being chased and hacked to death by guard cavalry after running out of the rice field...

Cao Cuo was able to do a job with ease in the rice fields, and the flail danced, and the locusts couldn't get close easily.

Locusts and humans fought a bloody and brave war between the two groups on this rice field.

Among the stone pavilions.

He Feibao was alone.

The rest of the people had left to support the gaps everywhere. He stood with his hands behind his back, not paying attention to everything that happened in the rice field, and focused his attention on the three foundation-building locusts in the sky, and the two sides were entangled.

The three foundation-building locusts had regarded him as food, and He Feibao was sullen.