Inside and outside Jincheng, there were cries of death everywhere.
Qiang masters found that the effectiveness of siege Cao Su was too low.
Before they can be closed together, they will be killed by Cao Su one by one. Even the fourth-grade generals may be killed by Cao Su instantly.
This battlefield is really a bit too dangerous.
When Fu Meng on the top of the city saw it, he wanted to draw his sword and go to the sword himself.
However, he was stopped by both sides.
"King, this man is fierce, don't take risks!"
"It's only a fourth grade, why should it matter?"
Fumeng was furious and refused to listen at all, so he went downstairs to fight.
However, at this moment, more Cao troops emerged from the city.
There were countless flags waving in the distance, and a large number of forbidden troops poured into the entire Golden City.
The Qiang cavalry is not good at street fighting.
After days of attacking, the Qiang cavalry were often tired.
Now Cao Su basically gave up cavalry warfare and took the initiative to fight the Qiang cavalry in the city.
The cavalry is only good at field fighting, not siege fighting, nor street fighting.
Many of Cao Su's cavalry were lancers transformed from infantry. After dismounting, they were still infantry.
Street fighting like this has great advantages.
Cao Su led hundreds of people, slashing straight at them, and soon reached the collapsed section of the city wall.
Jia Tao hid on the edge, struggling to hold on under the attack of more than a dozen sergeants.
"General Jia!"
Cao Su rushed over and waved his hand.
The sword energy swept away the weapons of the Qiang soldiers.
He stretched out his hand to grab Jia Tao and brought him up. Ma Chao, Shi Yong and others on the side rushed over and started fighting.
"General Pingxi!"
Jia Tao was in a miserable state, with scars all over his body.
He is just a warrior in the middle level of strength realm. He fights continuously and his internal energy is exhausted.
Without internal energy, Qi and blood are still declining, and the combat power has fallen below the critical value, and is not as good as the normal power level.
"Walk!"
Cao Su didn't have time to greet him, so he pulled him forward.
The soldiers behind him followed up one by one, while the Qiang soldiers in front of them began to retreat steadily.
The battlefield was filled with the screams of war horses and the screams of fighting.
At the same time, several streaks of light flew from the sky.
Qi masters from Cao Su's army appeared.
Each Qi Master possesses special skills, whether they are killing people with flying swords or burning with real fire.
Compared with the Witch Clan, the ascetics directly participate in the attack, and the effect is more intuitive.
Cao Su advanced with his fresh troops, and soon drove the Qiang cavalry who had entered the city to the breach in the collapsed wall.
"Get out of the way!"
When he went to Fumeng, he was fierce and did not dodge on the city wall.
He pushed away the soldiers, took the risk himself as the king, and rushed over with a long sword.
As the Qiang King's battle flag moved forward, the dropped morale of the entire Qiang people recovered again.
As for Cao Su, he only heard a "bang", and a strong man jumped from the air. The long sword surged with terrifying sword energy and struck him directly.
It was too fast. When Fumeng rushed towards him, Cao Su was not prepared.
When he slashed his sword in front of Cao Su, Cao Su hurriedly blocked it.
Immediately, he was hit by this terrifying sword force and his whole body flew up. His arms were numb, his ears were buzzing, and he heard countless winds passing by.
"First-grade martial artist, Fumeng!"
Cao Su has never fought against a first-grade warrior.
The strongest person I had fought against before was only a third-grade warrior.
When Fumeng was young, he was a first-class martial artist, but as the Qiang Queen, he rarely took action.
Now in his prime, his strength was really terrifying, and the sword slashed Cao Su open. Cao Su was like an ordinary person being hit by a galloping horse, and was sent flying hundreds of steps backwards.
Cao Su's blood surged in the air, and his arms, which weighed tens of thousands of kilograms, were numb.
It is enough to show how powerful the sword of a first-grade martial artist is.
Fumeng looked up and saw that after Cao Su flew out, he didn't even vomit blood from his mouth and was in good condition.
"Sure enough, you are quite capable!"
How could an ordinary fourth-grade martial artist survive if he was stabbed by him?
But Cao Su is obviously in good condition. This is clearly a high-level combat power. No wonder none of his men can beat him.
How old is Cao Su, and he is already at the top level of combat power?
Fumeng couldn't help being secretly surprised, and immediately took a step forward and chased Cao Su with a knife.
Cao Su only had one strike and knew that he would never be able to defeat this first-grade martial artist.
No matter whether it is strength, speed or sword power, this person can crush him in all aspects. His realm is so much higher than him. It would be unwise to fight him head-on.
His mind was spinning wildly, smelling a serious death threat.
The next moment, Fu Meng had appeared above him.
He slashed with his sword, and a white light fell, almost cutting Cao Su in half.
Cao Su was so shocked that the hairs all over his body stood up. Hengdao intercepted, but found that the enemy's sword light directly penetrated Hengdao's defense and hit his body.
"puff--"
Cao Su spit out a mouthful of blood and his body was knocked to the ground.
The martial arts of a first-level martial artist are simpler, and there are no superfluous movements in each move.
It's just a straight attack plus a horizontal attack, but this simple move contains terrifying power of the sword. It can carry the energy output of a first-level martial artist of more than 100,000 kilograms, and the attack made Cao Su feel depressed.
"Cao Pingxi, be careful, I'm here to help you!"
Just when Fumeng continued to chase, wanting to kill Cao Su with one blow.
The flying sword in the distance struck like lightning, and flew in front of Fumeng in the blink of an eye.
Fumeng quickly raised his knife to block.
Just hearing the sound of "dang——", Qingxiao's flying sword was shot away by Fu Meng.
"Not even the Sword Immortal, I will decide this person's head!"
Fumeng was furious, and his messy hair flew up in his roar.
He flicked the Qingxiao Flying Sword, and his Qi Machine locked onto Cao Su.
It is to kill Cao Su, the pursuit and obsession of a first-grade warrior.
"careful!"
Qingxiao shouted from afar, not daring to get too close to a first-grade martial artist.
Be careful, the enemy's output is at full level, how can you fight this?
Cao Su's eyes flashed and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The roiling energy and blood subsided slightly, and he stared at Fumeng.
"Uh-huh!
"
Just when the warrior was about to get up and chase Cao Su again, lightning flashed in the sky, and another stream of light flew towards him.
This stream of light was faster and more powerful. It fell from Jiutian and actually carried a trace of lightning, pointing directly at Fumeng's Tianling Cap.
Fumeng's expression changed drastically and he quickly turned around to dodge.
boom!
The stream of light fell to the ground, and a large crater was opened on the ground.
"Walk!"
Before Cao Su could react, Zhou Wei appeared in front of him and pulled him up directly.
The sword turned around and turned into a stream of light to avoid the attack range of a first-grade martial artist.
Fumeng reappeared in the black smoke, and two monks in the late stage of alchemy flew their swords wildly. Countless streams of light turned into chains, trapping him in place.
Fu Meng screamed anxiously.
If he didn't care about being injured, he should be able to break out of this formation.
However, he had been king for many years and had long been accustomed to having abundant food and clothing. He lived a very luxurious life and had never been injured.
Although his martial arts skills are still there, his momentum is slightly lacking.
Even though he had a top-notch physical body, he did not choose to break out of the flying sword trap.
"King Qiang is actually a first-class martial artist. Why has no one told me before?"
Cao Su was a little angry. This was a dereliction of important information. If he had known that Qiang King Fumeng was so powerful, he would have waited for Jincheng to be completely penetrated before entering the city to fight.
Now Cao Jun entered the city in advance. Although he rescued many Jincheng soldiers, he also dragged himself into a street fight.
Especially the city wall section, there are corpses everywhere and rivers of blood...
"The strong wind on a first-grade warrior is too strong, and the flying sword formation between us will not be able to trap him for long."
"It's okay. It's better to come early than to come by chance. The same goes for defeating the Qiang cavalry. He can't form an army by himself."
Cao Su looked at Zhou Wei and nodded slightly to express his gratitude.
I haven’t seen Zhou Wei for a long time, but Zhou Wei is much colder. She is also a sword cultivator, but she is slightly different from Qing Xiao.
Qingxiao's sword is controlled by the wind, wandering in the nine heavens, quite elegant.
Zhou Wei's sword, on the other hand, is a god-controlled sword, and her attacks are more righteous and majestic.
The two entered Taoism in different ways, and their swordsmanship methods are also different.
But both of them are now masters in the late stage of pill formation and are among the top disciples of the Dao Palace.
Zhou Wei also looked at Cao Su. After not seeing him for several months, Cao Su became darker and stronger, and the smell of blood and evil aura on his body became stronger.
The two people's eyes were soft and there was an unspeakable tacit understanding.
"Cao Pingxi, take charge of the overall situation quickly and defeat the Qiang cavalry. Otherwise, the Qiang king will escape the trap. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you today." Qing Xiao walked between the two and stopped their "affectionate".
Cao Su withdrew his gaze and accepted Qing Xiao's suggestion.
"This person is causing trouble to you two, be sure to delay him!"
The monks are good at long-range attacks. They only delay Fu Meng and are not very dangerous.
Cao Su dismounted from the middle of the battle, gave up fighting with the opponent's strongest first-level warrior, and returned to the main battlefield.
At this time, the disadvantage of the Qiang cavalry was very obvious. In the street fighting in the city, countless people died.
This Golden City is like a bottomless pit. No matter how many people go in, they never come out again.
Cao Su returned to the main battlefield as a king.
The morale of the soldiers below increased greatly, thinking that Cao Su had defeated the Qiang King.
The soldiers under King Qiang went crazy. King Qiang was defeated?
How can this be?
That's a first-class martial artist!
They didn't understand that the left and right soldiers who were loyal to King Qiang were madly attacking Cao Su.
Except for the personal soldiers, the morale of other Qiang soldiers fell to the bottom.
Cao Su easily intercepted the soldiers, slashing them one by one, just like chopping melons and vegetables, killing these soldiers as if they were martyred.
"Five Dynasties Rivers, Mountains and Winds"
He kicked away the cavalry on the collapsed wall and arrived at the banner of the Qiang King's tent.
Cao Su didn't hesitate for a second, raised his long sword and slashed at the flag.
At this time, Fumeng, the Qiang king in the distance.
Just in time to break away from Zhou Wei, Qing Xiao and the others were trapped in the flying sword formation.
As soon as he came out of the formation, he saw his royal flag.
It collapsed suddenly on the wall of Jincheng...
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