: The 277th Festival

"The scream of hiss and lungs?" Wang Jingrong muttered, then turned to Xing Ling and said, "It seems that they have been attacked, but I wondered what kind of attack they encountered, so they sent out a distress signal. No time for this?" Wang Jingrong frowned and said.
"You are right, that is a large team of 1,000 people, even if it encounters multiple zombies, it can resist it for a while!" Xing Ling's expression was also very gloomy.
"In this way, we will send Griffin Riders to investigate and see if we can find clues." Wang Jingrong suggested.
"Okay, send the Griffin Rider over." Xing Ling agreed.
Soon, the Griffin Scouts were dispatched, but it didn't take long for the Griffin to return.
"How is it? Have you found a clue to the lost contact?" Wang Jingrong asked the scout very anxiously.
"Report to Commander Wang, now that the entire Jiayuguan Pass is covered by a sandstorm, it is impossible to approach it at all!" The investigator reported.
"What? Sandstorm, isn't that stuff only found in the depths of the desert? How come this thing will appear in Jiayuguan?" Xing Ling next to him asked very differently.
"Report to Commander Xing, we don't know the specific reason, but I can feel magical energy from this sandstorm." The scout continued.
"Have magical energy? I said Commander Xing, could this be the ghost of the Western Regions Empire?" Wang Jingrong frowned and said.
"It's really possible, or else such an unnatural thing happened by coincidence?"
"Then what shall we do next?" Wang Jingrong was also helpless in this situation.
"It seems that I can only ask for help." Xing Ling said.
"Can someone help? Who can I ask?"
"The dean of the Magic Academy, he should know the mystery of this."
"The Dean of the Magic Academy?" Wang Jingrong had never been to the Magic Academy for training, so he didn't know about it, so he had no idea of ​​who the Dean of the Magic Academy was.
"The dean of the Magic Academy is very knowledgeable in magic. According to the news, he has reached the top of the master. If there is an opportunity, he will be promoted to the holy level. Even the magic weapons we use now, many of them are his participation. Designed." Xing Ling rarely showed admiration. At the beginning, he was abused by the old magician at the Magic Academy.
"Okay, what are we waiting for? Send a letter to Brother Li and ask him to invite the dean!" Wang Jingrong said anxiously.
"Okay, I'm going to send a letter now!" Xing Ling did not grind, and soon sent the message to Li Yuanhong.
When Li Yuanhong received the information, he was freezing on the wasteland. Due to the blockade of the zombies, Li Yuanhong was broken and repaired on the wasteland. However, the wasteland was not only dry and cold, but also lacking in materials. If he wanted to move on, he did not have sufficient supplies. It's hard to move an inch. And if you want to enter Xinjiang, you have to cross the Altun Mountains, which is a place with a more severe climate. Not only the climate is unpredictable, but also there are many dangerous terrains. If zombies set up ambushes in it, it will be even more shocking. .
However, when Li Yuanhong was more worried, he suddenly received a message from Xing Ling, which made Li Yuanhong even more headache. He originally thought that the progress of the northern line would be smoother, but he knew that the difficulties there were no worse than his own, so Li Yuanhong immediately sent a message to Sakhalin. Information, let the old magician come to help.
Two days later, the magician brought a group of half-old children to the Jiuquan base. When Wang Jingrong saw these children, he was shocked: "Principal Wizard, you...how did you lead these half-old children to the battlefield?!"
It turns out that these children are the apprentices of the magic school, Huang Xiaopeng and others, and these little guys are eager to try as soon as they come to the battlefield, without the slightest sense of tension, as if they came to an amusement park instead of a battlefield.
"It's nothing, it's not far from the holiday, I will take them over to practice it. You can't be bored to study in school. According to the words of you people on earth, ask practice to get true knowledge!" said the principal of Magic without paying any attention.
"Practice? This is a battlefield. People will die at any time. They are still half-old children!" Wang Jingrong knows that among these children, there are Li Luoxia's younger brothers and sisters. If they have problems, they are responsible for themselves. It's big!
"Who said that we are children, we are all grown-ups!" Huang Xiaopeng pouted and retorted. Although two years have passed since the end of the world, he is already fifteen years old. In Wang Jingrong's eyes, they are still Children, and Huang Xiaopeng is always brooding about it.
"I also said that you are not a child. Did your chin grow hairy?" Wang Jingrong's eyes stood up and he said a reason that Huang Xiaopeng could not refute.
"The parents are tall, let alone, Uncle Wang, your chin grows so much and hairy, why are you being beaten by a zombie so that you can't move forward!" Huang Xiaopeng asked Wang Jingrong with a smile on his face.
"You..." Wang Jingrong had nothing to say when asked.
"Okay, Xiaopeng, don't make trouble here." The principal of Magic stopped Huang Xiaopeng's trouble, and then turned back to Wang Jingrong and said, "What problem have you encountered?"
"That's it. Two days ago, we sent a front-line unit to Jiayuguan to investigate the situation. Suddenly they lost contact. Then I sent scouts to see the situation and found that Jiayuguan was surrounded by a sandstorm. Our forward troops might also be I am trapped in a sandstorm, and the sandstorm is full of energy. I suspect that the sandstorm did not form naturally." Wang Jingrong said in the introduction.
"Oh, there is still such a situation, so we can go to the sandstorm area." The old magician said with interest.
"You just came, did you take a break?" Wang Jingrong was afraid that the old magician would be tired, so he wanted the old magician to rest.
"No, just give these little guys a practical lesson. In this way, you can send someone to us." The old magician said.
"Well, I'll take you there." Wang Jingrong said.
"Commander Xing, you are here to watch your house. If anything happens, I will contact you in time." Wang Jingrong said to Xing Ling.
"Okay, bring more people and pay more attention to safety!" Xing Ling said with concern.
"Okay, I'll take the special guard over there." Wang Jingrong thought for a while and said.
That afternoon, Wang Jingrong took the special guards guarding the teachers and students of the Magic Academy to 10 kilometers outside Jiayuguan, only to see that Jiayuguan was no longer visible at this time. They saw a wind wall spanning dozens of miles. , Inside the wind wall, the yellow sand is full, no one can be seen on the opposite side, and the wind wall is straight through the sky, which is hundreds of meters high. The naughty Huang Xiaopeng picked up a stone and threw it into the wind wall. As a result, the stone hit the wind wall. , Was directly ejected, and at the moment the stone was ejected, small waves appeared on the surface of the wind wall.
The old magician stroked his long white beard and squinted his eyes slightly. After watching for a long time, he turned back to his academy and said, "Children, I will give you a debut question today. What magic is this wind wall made of? "
"Teacher, it's not easy. This wall of wind must have elements of wind, and this is a desert. The atmosphere will be mixed with dust, and naturally there will be elements of earth." Huang Xiaopeng replied.
"Well, is there any more?" The old magician stroked his beard, nodded and then asked.
"And...and..." Huang Xiaopeng scratched the back of his head, staring at the huge wind wall in a daze, really wondering what else was left.
The old magician looked at other people, and the other students also had an unfamiliar expression. Obviously they didn't have a better answer. Only Li Hongyun's eyes were slightly thinking. So the old magician asked Li Hongyun: "Hongyun, you What's your opinion?"
"Teacher, I feel that there is a cold air inside this wind wall. Although it is winter, this cold air has a deep-rooted feeling, so I always feel that there is The power of darkness is there." Li Yuanhong replied.
"Well, Xiao Hongyun is still keen in observation. That's right, inside this wall of wind contains the power of cold darkness. This magic circle is an intermediate magic circle of the Necromancer. Seeking the soul and chasing the wind. Look at this wind wall. The scale, this magical array should be no less than a hundred miles in diameter, it will consume a lot of living sacrifices, at least one hundred thousand living beings have to be killed to complete this array. Do evil!" The old magician sighed.
"What, want to kill a hundred thousand creatures?" Wang Jingrong was shocked by the side, and now one hundred thousand people are considered a big gathering place, this Western Region Empire, in order to create such a wind wall, even made such a murder.
"Well, what a hundred thousand creatures are? I have once met the master-level formations they made to sacrifice millions of creatures. The killing spirit of that big formation is heavy. As long as a living person touches that big formation, human life The firepower will be sucked away in an instant. If it weren't for several holy-level light mages to jointly display the light magic circle, that big array would not know how many people would be killed!" The old magician sighed.
Listening to the words of the old magician, Wang Jingrong was stunned, but in order to save his own troops in the wind wall, he asked: "Principal, do you have a way to break this magic circle?"
"It's relatively easy to break this formation. Their formation has just traveled. It is not too heavy to extract the spirit of the undead from the natural world. Therefore, the weak points of the big formation are easy to break through. You let your airplanes and spacecrafts fly to this wind. In the center of the array, there is the eye of the wind. Now the eye of the wind gust should be very wide. If you let the plane drop a powerful bomb along the eye of the wind, it will explode the eye. This wind gust will not It's broken!" The old magician said lightly.
"Ah? It's so simple?" Wang Jingrong didn't expect such a powerful wind gust to be so easy to crack.
"Easy? Do you know how many people will die if you want to crack this large array without your bombs that can be thrown down vertically? Don't look at the big wind, as long as you throw things off a little bit, they will be swept away by the storm. Go, including magic attacks and other objects. Fortunately, you have invented bombs that can be thrown down vertically and missiles that can be controlled by yourself, which made the weakness of this wind gust so obvious. Okay, hurry up and arrange to throw bombs. Time is Delay, the diameter of the wind eye will be smaller." The old magician waved impatiently and drove Wang Jingrong away like a fly.
Wang Jingrong quickly arranged to break the battle wisely. The old magician turned around, like those students explaining the principle and function of this big formation, as well as the knowledge of related formations. The old magician really regarded this place as a live teaching.
After half an hour, the two planes flew straight towards the wind wall. The 100-meter-high wind wall could not stop the plane at all. The height of one hundred meters can only be regarded as the lowest safe altitude for the plane to fly. Flew directly above the wind wall, and then at the wind eye of the wind wall, and then four artificially guided micro missiles plunged straight into the wind eye. After a few seconds, a violent explosion sounded from the wind eye. The explosion followed by a louder explosion. A strong flame burst through the eye of the wind, and it rushed straight into the plane several hundred meters high. The two planes were lifted off at a risk. Fortunately, the two planes failed to see the situation. Mya, I raised the height quickly and evacuated urgently.