Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 340|Loss of enemies
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“The Jingzhou Army is about to be unable to support it.”
Meng Qi glanced at the head of the city with a strange tone.
Even if they disrupted the Tianshou King’s army, caught the people of the Holy Lotus Altar and killed them, and destroyed the Ba Niu crossbow, the Jingzhou army, which was so rotten to the roots, couldn’t help it.
The elite of the rebel army made a fierce siege.
These former Yizhou soldiers had enough to flee and lose in battle.
Wandering into the barren hills and ridges and roaring to gather as bandits, there is no big fish and meat, and sometimes they have to dig weeds in the mountains to make ends meet.
Perhaps the Jiangnan rich, not so miserable, just rob a ticket and eat it for ten days and a half month, but what about the future?
Officials always come to encircle and suppress, people from the rivers and lakes will also come to make trouble. What’s better is to ripped off or get beaten up. Maybe you can get a martial arts leader, but you will be called around every day. When others drink and eat meat, it is better to be a soldier.
The King of Heavenly Consecration included them, and some people were fooled by pretending to be deceitful. Compared to believing in King Ziwei Xing, what hung in the bottom of my heart was desire.
——I don’t want to live in the precarious days, I want to be an officer they admire, under the command of a hundred people, have money in my pocket, have a house at home, and marry seven or eight women.
Those who have served as soldiers in Yizhou have even more thoughts. Jingzhou Army is their past. They have already escaped on the battlefield once. They found that there was no way to live if they escaped, so they suddenly felt under the brainwashing of the Sacred Lotus Altar. Ming Wu, it’s useless to have money alone, you must be an official. Give it a try, you will be a big fish in the second half of your life, and after eighteen years of losing the gambling, you will be a hero again.
They had enough of the life of bereaved dogs!
“Kill!”
One side is fighting for life, the other is cowardly, and the battle is uncontrollably leaning toward the king of heaven.
The dignitaries in Jingzhou have prepared their carriages and called for the private soldiers to prepare for the destruction of the city and flee for their lives.
Because they refused to hand over the private soldiers to defend the city, King Jing was furious, and the nobles of the clan were fortunate that they still have a chance to survive.
The private soldiers raised by the rich and powerful are very strong. They can ride horses and fight night battles. The full armor and swordsmen are sharp enough to protect them from rushing out.
It’s just that there are not many things to bring.
The city of Nanping County was full of desperate crying. There were scenes of life and death in the deep house compound. Some people just cried silently, and some tried to keep up, but the owner of the family relentlessly pushed off the carriage.
This beautiful woman, who was surrounded by Zhu Cui and Ling Luo Jinxiu, fell into the mud.
With only the silver ticket without the gold and silver, and the daughter and even the youngest are left behind, who can care about the wife and concubine?
——If the carriage is too heavy, the hope of escape will be drastically reduced.
If it’s not for fear of cold arrow injury, those who can ride horses don’t want to make a carriage at all. What if the thief thinks there is gold and silver in the carriage and rushes madly? The less eye-catching at this time, the safer it is.
“Hey, Jingzhou is over.”
An old man sitting on a carriage said in pain on his face.
His son fought himself without turning his head to look at the crying wife and daughter behind him.
“Does Yangzhou have our place? I’m afraid that when we get there, we will inevitably be ridiculed and cannot make a comeback.”
“It’s useless to say more, let’s get away with it first!”
King Jing sat alone in the palace, looking at the servant girl who was busy escaping for his life, suddenly burst into laughter like crazy.
His adult sons have already left him, leaving the mansion planning to flee separately. There are only a bunch of wives and concubines and a few immature children in the palace.
No one thought that the outer city would be broken on the day the rebellion came.
When King Jing went to the city to check, he was actually lifted down in a coma, and the last string on everyone’s heart was broken.
“…Fire? Not good!”
The pupils of Meng Qi outside the city shrank, ignoring Leng Jian, and leaped forward again.
The energy of the Zifeng Sword swayed in front of him, and his energy was instantly smashed, and the flames of the star were shining.
The torches held by the rebel army flew up, along with the **** fingers that were cut off, the place seemed to be a purple moon rotating in red flames, and the power volleyed towards the densest place of the crowd. Fall down.
There was a loud noise, and the ground sank three feet.
The rebel soldier was too late to yell, and his body was like a sack, flying out heavily, and then slammed to the ground without any response.
“This—”
Ning Changyuan was dumbfounded.
He has never seen such a swordsmanship that squanders internal power.
No, no super master dares to use these tactics at will in the Host. Isn’t this looking for death? Internal strength is not endless, and people always make mistakes. It is not a joke to be one enemy ten thousand.
But I have to say that this method of sweeping a large area at all costs is the best way to break out of the siege.
Ning Daochang looked down at the sword, his expression condensed, and precisely avoided the hidden weapon flying behind him.
Looking at the sacred lotus altar master slowly enclosing, Ning Changyuan took the sword and said calmly: “It seems that you have already figured it out clearly, come on!”
“Arrogant! Do you think you can be worthy of so many people? Let me tell you that Pilitang has been in ambush in the dark.” An old man with a withered appearance like a ghost, a strange smile, a wooden staff in his hand There is a faintly green skull at the top.
“The world’s number one sword? Huh, die!”
Someone rushed on from all directions at the same time. The strong wind blows Ning Changyuan’s hair draped under the crown to float to his forehead, but those sharp eyes didn’t blink.
The sword is faster than a person, and it plunges into the rib of a person on the right.
Ning Daochang suddenly exerted his force, strapped his wrists back, causing the sword’s edge to get stuck in the bones, and then “pulled” the man over and swept in front of him.
Those vicious and fierce attacks all fell on this unlucky ghost, killing him on the spot.
Without waiting for everyone’s reaction, Ning Changyuan once again exerted his strength, and his inner breath shattered the guy’s ribs along the blade. The sword had already escaped, and it pointed at another person’s throat like a flash of electricity.
“You!”
The sword remained rouge, bursting instantly, and a **** arrow shot out from the neck.
The sword air is cold, it is the cliff of Tianshan Mountain, and the sky is bitterly windy.
“Trash, let the old man come!” The withered old man slammed the skull stick in his hand.
Everyone hurriedly backed away.
The wooden stick brings up a sweet and unpleasant wind, and even the internal force of the withered old man is a weird gray that can be discerned by the naked eye.
The black and gray spots appeared on the skin of the soldier who was affected, and then he kept scratching. A bleeding mark immediately ulcerated slowly and screamed.
“Southern Xinjiang Gu Art.”
Ning Changyuan frowned, using the sword wind to smash the close flying insects.
One shot after another, the artillery fell into the crowd, and the back battlefield gradually became empty, and Meng Qi broke in again in the front battlefield, killing three generals in a row.
The rest of the heavenly entrusted king generals saw that the situation was not good, and they vaulted into the crowd under the protection of the guards.
Meng Qi simply swung his sword at the gorgeous carriage. The two saints in the carriage hurriedly blocked the parry. One of them broke his elbow, and the whole person rolled off the frame like a gourd of blood, and Meng Qi lifted it. Kicking towards the wheel, the congregation of the Holy Lotus Altar whipping the horse in panic, the carriage tilted suddenly, and the terrified “king of Heavenly Grant” kept sitting upright and fell off the car.
Not waiting for Meng Qi to capture him alive, nor waiting for the remaining saint to save him, the puppet has been stamped on the body by the horse pulling the cart, and the whole chest is sunken.
There seemed to be quiet all around, and the saint in the car was so anxious that she chopped the horse to death with a palm.
“The catastrophe does not cross, the sky has no eyes.”
She threw away her hairpin, covered her face with a disheveled hair, and generally rushed towards Meng Qi.
But in the middle of the journey, people flew upside down like a broken kite, and Meng Qi couldn’t catch up without effort.
Meng Qi is cold, these brave scumbags are far less threatening in his eyes than the generals under the heavenly entrusted king.
Besides, this saint thought she was smart, but she didn’t necessarily make a living.
“Boom.”
A force swept across, and the saint was lifted up by the majestic energy as soon as she fell into the darkness.
This time it was a real fall, and people fell directly into the wall.
The next moment, the wall collapsed into ruins, Zheng Tu’s face was green, and he snorted coldly: “Escape before the battle, you can’t redeem it for a hundred deaths!”
The great momentum created by painstaking efforts is about to be lost, Zheng Tu instead curbed his anger and used twelve distractions to fight against Moli. Not only did his moves become more fierce, he became more and more able to adapt to Moli over time. The meaning of the knife.
“Do you think you won?”
Zheng Tu sneered repeatedly, as if to indicate something, a scream of exclamation sounded below.
Mo Lei frowned and glanced at it, only to see that the fire in the city became more and more obvious.
Inside the city, not under the wall.
“The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest, and the house of Baixun was burned with smoke. Jingzhou has long been a broken house with gaps to take advantage of. Even Xiliang people can bite a piece of meat from here.” Zheng Tuhao Without concealing the ridicule in his tone, he laughed, “Surprisingly rushed, Chen Bing went down to the city, attacking endlessly…just this way, they can be defeated!”
The King Jing, who was abandoned by his subjects and his son, set fire to the mansion in despair.
Those officials who were also left behind were afraid of being taken captive by thieves. Some jumped into the well and others threw in.
However, there are many more people who want to live, but are forced to commit suicide together, or are covered in blood or fluttering flames to escape.
——Obviously, the rebellious army outside the city is in chaos, and the general trend is about to go, but people are killing each other in the wall.
Adversaries can be eliminated, but people’s hearts cannot be saved.
Those cries suddenly approached, lingering in Moli’s ears, and the knife in his hand slowed down.
Zheng Tu was waiting for this opportunity, pointing the tiger forward and making even the ultimate move.
The figure turned into a violent wind, and in just a moment, there were net-like claw marks on the wall behind Moli, one-third of the way into the wall, as the Moli retreated rapidly, a section of the wall of the house. Then collapsed.
The ground shook again and again, and Zheng Tu was not forgiving, and said sarcastically: “Where is your companion? That former national teacher, why avoid seeing you, leaving you alone to face a tricky enemy like me, he is Are you too confident in you, or don’t take you to heart at all?”
Mo Carp narrowed his eyes, his eyelashes drooped, just when the battle group reached a bright spot with fire, half of his face was illuminated to cast shadows, and his expression was unclear.
Zheng Tu suddenly felt bad, and immediately saw Moli let go.
Discard the knife.
With the residual energy, Wu-Ban went around the finger tiger several times.
The cold edges collided and sparks burst out, making Zheng Tu unable to go any further.
The Moli’s continuous retreat ceased, suddenly exerting force. I saw that his right foot suddenly stood still, holding on to the decline. The ground on the sole of the boot had several deep cracks, the air current was violent, and the dust was all over the sky. He swept his sleeves, all his internal strength was released, and the torch became a stream of flames.
He saw the flame dragon soaring in the night sky, shining hundreds of miles.
All this happened extremely fast, Zheng Tugang knocked down Wufeng Knife, and the flames soared.
The figure is in it, gathering qi with bare hands, swallowing with sharp pointed fingers, and raising the long white light, which is the ultimate move of the super master to condense qi into a sharp front.
“You…”
Zheng Tu is anxious to block, but what comes next is——
Sword Intent?
I don’t know if it is Yanliu’s face that looks like daylight, or the sword intent is like a blazing sun, but the sky is drooping and the clouds are wide, and it is full of might.
The moves are deduced incorrectly, and the gaps appear.
Then pointed the tiger together with his right fist together with the burnt clay fragments, his arm was broken, and his defense was lost. Zheng Tu’s “sword” in his right abdomen, the whole person was like a sandbag, and he slammed into it heavily. ground.
There was a loud noise, and Zheng Tu’s bones were broken in half.
Their battle situation frightened everyone. For a while, the soldiers stopped inside and outside, and everyone retreated in fear.
The pain awakened Zheng Tu’s dizzy will. He suddenly opened his eyes and found that he could not move at all, and no one dared to approach the crater he fell.
“How could it be… a sword?” Zheng Tu didn’t miss the person who made the last move. Because of this, he couldn’t believe it.
It is a perfect sword intent, its mighty power is like a blazing sun in the sky, and it has the power to look over the world.
This is not a sword move that can be used casually, a sword intent that can be comprehended.
And a master with a knife, using his bare hands to make such a sword move?
Zheng Tu spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, puzzled.
In the distance, Ning Daochang looked at Meng Qi with a weird expression, and the latter was keenly aware of it, showing a smile that was not a smile.
Mo Lei has no expression on his face, he is the one standing closest to Zheng Tu.
“It’s someone you haven’t played against. Until just now, he deliberately concealed his sword intent and swept the opponent with skill or internal force. Naturally, you can’t figure it out.”
“No, you…use a knife…”
“I can only do this, but when I first met, it made me…”
Moli swallowed back the words at the right time.
It was a sword that surprised me too.
We met for the first time in Pingzhou, and Lien Chan rushed over four hundred miles a day and a night.
——There is such a master, such a sword intent in the world.
That’s the case, the Meng Qi who didn’t separate me from each other in the end.