The flame current surged like a roaring fire dragon. Luo Xixian relied on his long-honed muscles and bones to forcibly refine the true energy of hundreds of meridians, transformed it into sword energy, dispersed it from the acupoints all over his body, and split the flame stream in front of him into two parts.
The sword energy was sharp enough to penetrate gold and stone. Dongzhang Sanren had no way to avoid it and were cut all over by the sword energy.
It's just that under the skin of this madman, it seems that there is not flesh and blood, but a ball of condensed flames. Flames spurt out from the wounds. He raised his palm and pushed, and the flames condensed into palm prints, which were slapped from the air one after another.
Luo Xixian fought fiercely for many days. Sometimes the two sides had a truce at night, and demons and bandit monks would sneak up on Sanniukeng, forcing him to come forward with a sword to fight. Even though Luo Xixian had a body made of iron, he felt short of breath and weak after such a round of fighting.
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Not daring to directly meet the fire palm in the air, Luo Xixian moved to dodge, but unexpectedly the fire palm mark hit the officers and soldiers who were resisting the bandits in the distance. Even if they were wearing iron armor, they could not withstand the fierce flames. They immediately turned into burning men and screamed, destroying the defensive array.
It was messy and out of order.
"Monster!" Luo Xixian shouted angrily with his sword, and just then he forced the sword energy, which caused a tingling pain in his meridians, and he was close to the limit.
"Ha!" Dongzhang Sanren laughed loudly: "This is a life-and-death battle on the battlefield, how come there are so many details?"
Luo Xixian took the opportunity to adjust his breath: "What kind of battlefield are you talking about, bandits and demons?"
Sanren Dongzhang stood still in the distance, the sword wounds on his body were slowly healing. He held his hands on his hips with his bare arms and said calmly and confidently: "Kid, grandpa, when I served on the battlefield for Huaxu Kingdom, you were probably still sucking milk!"
Luo Xixian was startled, and then became even more disgusted: "It turns out it's Chi Yundu's gang of gangsters again!"
"Tsk, tsk, is that all you need to say?" Dongzhang Sanren laughed and said, "Why don't I add a few words for you? The treacherous and unruly thieves, the treacherous and treacherous ones... I don't know if it's because we are too peaceful or because we are too peaceful.
The court in Dongsheng Capital is full of incompetent people, and they don’t even have a letter to punish the thieves!"
"A bunch of rats, do you deserve it?!" Luo Xixian snorted coldly.
Dongzhang Sanren waggled his finger: "Kid, before scolding the enemy, consider your own situation. If we are rats, then who are you?"
Luo Xixian took the opportunity to summon a ray of true energy and said: "You were just lucky for a moment. You surrounded five hundred of us and couldn't attack us for so many days. Our cavalry has broken out and went to Yanze City to report the news. It won't be long before there is someone.
The army is coming to conquer you and other bandits!"
"Oh, that's what you're talking about." Sanren Dongzhang touched his chin: "How do you know we didn't let the breakout cavalry go on purpose?"
Luo Xixian's face changed slightly, and Dongzhang Sanren continued: "Army support? We are waiting for the army support. Guess what we have to deal with, are the imperial officers and soldiers who came to rescue, or the under-prepared Yanze City?"
At this time, there was a rapid sound of bells in the distance, and Luo Xixian could tell that it was the bandit's order, but the frequency was slightly different from before.
"Listen, we'll be there as soon as we tell you." Dongzhang Sanren raised his hand and pointed into the distance: "Guess how many officers and soldiers are coming to rescue you? How many of our troops are lurking here?"
Luo Xixian was anxious and angry, knowing that he had become a bait for the bandits to encircle them for reinforcements, and he wanted to break out of the encirclement immediately to warn everyone.
"Want to save people?" Dongzhang Sanren held up his hands, and two balls of flames gathered in his palms: "Then let's go through Grandpa's test first!"
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Zhao Shu was riding on horseback, and General Xiao Wei pointed at the sparse trees on the other side of the frozen river: "Behind the forest is Sanniu Pit."
General Xiao Wei is the distant nephew of General Wei. This time he led the army to rescue Luo Xixian. General Wei sent a hundred soldiers for this purpose, all of whom were good at fighting in helmets and armor, and more than a thousand more.
There are nearly two thousand soldiers and horses on foot and horse.
Zhao Shu used the Yingxuan Scenery Technique to vaguely see people fighting in the distance, bursts of sword energy and fire, and the sword energy sharpness like overlapping waves. At a glance, he knew it was the "Canglang Xiefeng Chapter" practiced by Luo Xixian.
"That's right here. There are still people resisting the bandits in Sanniu Pit." Zhao Shu said: "But it seems that there are demons from Chiyundu who are assisting the bandits."
At this time, several scouts came on horseback: "There is a valley in the northeast. We met the bandit scouts outside and drove them away with arrows!"
"There are large footprints in the northwest. The bandits have formed a stronghold at the foot of the mountain, but no one is in sight!"
"The thieves in the forest on the other side are still fighting. They saw that we didn't flee!"
Hearing the reports from the scouts one after another, General Xiao Wei looked serious. He looked at Zhao Shu and whispered: "It seems that it is exactly what Zhao Fu said. This place is a trap set by bandits to ambush us."
Although General Wei had made various arrangements in Yanze City, after leaving Yanze City, Zhao Shui still felt that it was unusual for Luo Xixian to be besieged by bandits.
Even if two thousand soldiers and horses were lightly armed and simply marched towards Sanniukeng, they were harassed and spied on by small groups of bandits several times along the way. The movement of this march could not be concealed at all.
"How?" Zhao Shu asked a monk from the Huaiying Hall behind him. The other monk was closing his eyes and concentrating, making secrets on his hands, and attaching his five senses to the paper crane in the air.
"There are about...2,000 bandits in the northeastern valley, including hundreds of cavalry." The monk replied: "The camps in the northwest are not clearly visible, with only a few people walking between tents. The officers and soldiers are still resisting the bandits in Sanniu Pit.
Luo Sanqing seems to be fighting with the enemy monk."
"It is indeed an ambush!" General Xiao Wei immediately ordered to reorganize the formation on the spot and no longer rush to advance.
Zhao Shu looked at the weakening sword spirit and said: "General Xiao Wei, the generals in Sanniukeng don't know that we have arrived yet, so I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for long."
"If we cross the river here, the ambush troops on the left and right sides will definitely come out." General Xiao Wei gestured to the forest on the other side: "If the army rushes into the forest, the formation is scattered, and the front and rear cannot be taken into account, then it will be dangerous!"
"We must eliminate the ambushes on both sides!" Zhao Shu said in a deep voice.
With paper cranes flying in the sky and reconnaissance cavalry testing, the thieves hiding behind the mountains cannot escape the prying eyes of the monks. In such a situation, the ambush is of little significance. The officers and soldiers can naturally take the lead.
"You don't need to eradicate them all, just disrupt the ambush formation." General Xiao Wei looked at the sky: "It's been cold and dry recently. If we can use fire attacks on the bandits, it will be enough to make their formation collapse!"
"Fire attack? No problem!" The monks from the Huaiying Hall brought by Zhao Shui are all talisman officials at least. They can summon the fire crows in the jar and launch them together. The fire is amazing.
After making some arrangements, hundreds of cavalrymen and a few Huaiying Hall monks took a detour to the northwest to the bandit camp.
Zhao Shu and others waited in the Chinese army for a long time, and finally saw a burst of thick smoke rising from the northwest. It was obvious that the fire attack was effective.
Seeing the fire attacking the camp, most of the bandits who were ambushing in the northeastern valley on the other side obviously did not expect it, so they no longer hid, and immediately rushed out along the river valley to kill the imperial officers and soldiers. Hundreds of bandits and cavalry were fierce,
It makes a weird cry and takes the lead.
However, under the arrangement of General Xiao Wei, the officers and soldiers of the imperial court had already taken full precautions. The archers first fired a wave of arrows, shooting down the first dozen thieves and cavalry. The archers quickly retreated into the formation, the infantry lined up and raised their spears, and the rest
Seeing this, the thieves stopped patrolling.
Most of the bandits discovered that the imperial officers and soldiers had not fallen into an ambush, so they had to reorganize their formations on the other side of the river in a hurry. There was also a group of bandits in the northwest camp. They should have rushed out to outflank the imperial officers and soldiers, but at this moment they fell into panic because of the fire in the camp and fled in all directions.
"That's it now." General Xiao Wei saw that the bandits on the other side were not all in uniform, and many were running out of the river valley sparsely. He motioned to the soldiers beside him to wave the flag, and the army moved forward in an orderly manner.
"Li Zhao Fu, please cast a spell." General Xiao Wei said.
Zhao Shu nodded and signaled the monks behind him to go to various places in the formation. After taking their positions, Zhao Shu took out a piece of armor and said loudly:
"Taibai builds weapons, and the sword will not hurt you!"
The armor plate bloomed with a hazy white light, shining towards the front row of the military formation. Almost at the same time, other monks in the formation also took out their armor plates and chanted spiritual incantations.
Suddenly, hundreds of soldiers in the vanguard were covered by white light. The talisman armor they had worn in advance resonated and trembled slightly. The golden armor spell concentrated in it was immediately activated. Everyone felt that a defensive force as strong as gold and iron enveloped them, and their morale was high.
spontaneous!
Before Zhao Shui left Yanze City, he had already refined thousands of armor pieces. These armor pieces, which are infused with the effectiveness of the golden armor spell, are not effective when worn on the body, but require the use of spells to activate.
Since the armor pieces are all sacrificed together for attunement, the Huaiying Hall monks only need to hold one each and disperse the spells in the array to stimulate the effectiveness of the spells in the surrounding armor pieces.
At this moment, hundreds of forward soldiers were protected by golden armor and lined up side by side. From a distance, they looked like a wall of white and golden light, rolling along the frozen river.
The two armies collided together, the sound of swords clashing, and the sound of shouts and howls could be heard endlessly. The soldiers of the Wei family, wearing heavy armor, holding long-handled axes, halberds and melon hammers, like an awl, dug directly into the group of thieves. They were originally
He was protected by heavy armor, and now with the addition of golden armor, he was almost invulnerable. The sharp ax and hammer fell, killing him with pieces of flesh and blood flying around, and mourning all over the place.
The bandits resisted for less than half a quarter of an hour, and the already loose line was torn in two. Upon seeing this, some bandits dropped their weapons and fled one after another.
"Don't retreat! Hold on! Hold on!" the leader of the thieves yelled from behind the formation.
Zhao Shu could see clearly while riding on horseback, and was about to raise the Qingxuan pen to perform a spell. General Xiao Wei on the side directly drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot down the leader of the shouting thief with one arrow.
This completely defeated the morale of the bandits, and while General Xiao Wei was secretly rejoicing, he saw Zhao Shui looking to the northwest, and the cavalry and several Huaiying Hall monks who had gone to set the fire hurried back.
"It's not good! There is an ambush in the camp. A master is using a spell to roll back the flames. We are so small that we can't resist it!"
"Don't be anxious!" Zhao Shu shouted to stop the panicked crowd. He looked up and saw a man holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand and flying in the sky on fire clouds.
When General Xiao Wei saw this, he immediately ordered the archers in the formation to fire arrows. At one time, hundreds of arrows flew straight at the man holding the fan.
"It's useless!"
The man waved his cattail leaf fan, and the arrows were swept up by the burning wind, and they all deflected and fell. Then he chanted a mantra in a low voice, the red light of the cattail leaf fan in his hand flashed, and the fire cloud rolled under him, becoming larger and larger, like a ball of flames.
The huge bowl must be placed toward the officers and soldiers of the imperial court.
But how could Zhao Shu give him this opportunity? The Qingxuan pen in his hand captured the air of frost and cold all over the sky, condensed into an ice arrow, and shot directly at the head and face of the man holding the fan.
The man holding the fan noticed the edge of the Ice Demon, and immediately shook the cattail leaf fan, used the fire shield to protect himself, blocked the Ice Demon's flying arrows, and used the fire shield to melt away the Ice Demon.
But this was just Zhao Miao's sudden move. He ordered all the monks to sacrifice magic weapons and talismans. He patted the feather step talisman, raised his body upright, and pulled out a string of talismans from his sleeves, with five colors of green, red, yellow, white and black.
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"Meng Zhang is in action, and his aura is flourishing. The supervisors are arrogant, and they are in charge of the Ming Dynasty. Huang Zhong is in charge, and he is in charge of the five directions!"
Zhao Mian issued a spiritual mantra from his mouth and uttered the words in succession. The five-color talismans were activated at the same time, turning into a blend of five-color brilliance that shot directly into the blazing fire in mid-air.
The five-color brilliance hit the fire cover, and there was no earth-shattering impact. However, the raging flames extinguished themselves, revealing a stunned man holding a fan.
What Zhao Shu performed was the Five Directions Welcome Qi chanted by the Zhuguan when the Tianxia Emperor was offering sacrifices in the suburbs, to represent the five directions and the five qi, and the five elements and five Qi were all surrendered to the Tianxia Emperor. The process of these blessing techniques
Evolution can be used to spread the five qi, and can also conversely restrain the five qi.
The man holding the fan was good at controlling fire. Zhao Shu broke his fire shield with one move. Before the man could use the spell again, he heard a voice from below:
"Fire the arrow!"
General Xiao Wei saw the right moment and ordered the archers to shoot. He also bent his bow and drew arrows. The other monks each offered magic weapons and talismans. In an instant, countless attacks came at him. The man holding the fan could not resist them all and was knocked directly into the clouds.
"Take it!" General Xiao Wei shouted fiercely, and several tiger and wolf soldiers stepped forward to hold down the man holding the fan. Someone directly picked up a melon hammer, smashed the fingers of his hands in a familiar way, and stuffed a cloth ball into his mouth.
It cut off his chance to recite the mantra.
Zhao Shu stood firm on the ground and took the cattail leaf fan away. He saw the fire-controlling talisman written on it. Now was not the time to study it, so he threw it into the bamboo basket.
"Li Zhao Fu, you lead a team of troops to rescue Mr. Luo!" General Xiao Wei came on horseback: "I will consolidate the formation and clean up the remaining troops."
"Okay!" Zhao Shu summoned several monks from the Huaiying Hall to join them. Nearly a hundred infantry set up shields to protect the four directions, passed through the sparse trees, and headed towards Sanniukeng.
At this time, the fighting was going on in Sanniu Pit. The dragon patterns on Dongzhang Sanren's arms turned into two fire whips, which were swung together to form a fire net. Luo Xixian's body and face were covered with scars. He raised his sword to block several whips and staggered down.
Among the rocks, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Kid, is this going to work?" Sanren Dongzhang whipped Luo Xixian hard on his leg. When he was about to attack again, the bell rang rapidly in the distance again.
"Huh? Retreat? What are you doing..."
Dongzhang Sanren was startled and turned around to look. He noticed thick smoke rising in the distance, and knew something was wrong with the ambush of the officers and soldiers. He also heard the sound of fighting below, which was not quite right.
At the moment when Dongzhang Sanren hesitated, Luo Xixian stood up angrily, and the long sword flew out from his hand. The sword energy came up with it and penetrated Dongzhang Sanren's abdomen directly.
"You——" Dongzhang Sanren was in pain, and with a look of madness on his face, he actually forcibly pulled out the long sword that penetrated his body.
This time, in addition to the flames spurting out from the wound, a few drops of hot blood spilled onto the ground, making a sizzling sound like hot oil.
"Retreat? I'll kill you first!"
The San people in Dongzhang could not control their madness, and the flames in their hands flew wildly. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning nearby, and a bunch of thunder arrows hit the San people's temples.