It is said that every Thursday is the time to make recommendations. God bless Han Feng and don’t run naked next week!
The night was like a curtain, without a trace of light.
The gloomy weather has not improved at all, and tonight is still a dark night.
There are bright bonfires on the top of the city, especially on the north, east and west sides. On the left and right sides of the slopes, the crossbowmen with bright eyes are standing ready!
Last night's invisibility was of great benefit to Di Feng in breaking through, but the same situation tonight put Lian Pingcheng in great danger.
But even so, half of the army and horses were still arranged to rest. If the whole army is on alert tonight, it will be very miserable tomorrow if they don't have enough energy. And when necessary, the manpower to hold the tank has been prepared, that is, the strong men in the city, each with five
Hundreds of people were arranged around the city wall.
Everyone knows what it means to even level the city, so although they are afraid of facing death with swords and guns, they must bravely face it.
Because behind the city wall is their home and their relatives!
Zhu Biao did not choose any of the three sides: east, west, north, and west. He stayed on the south side.
Hu Qi probably didn't know that all the prisoners in the city had been executed. They might take advantage of the darkness to send experts to rush into the city. If they can really cause chaos in the city or even better results, they can take advantage of the situation and attack in one fell swoop.
It is not difficult to win even a tie.
The five-foot-tall city wall can't stop even a top-notch expert!
In one afternoon, they had piled up two more earth slopes under the east and west gates of the urn city, and besieged them on three sides. This would also greatly disperse the troops defending the city, and the dangerous consequences could be expected...
Time passed little by little, and soon it was late at night. The defenders, who had been tensing up, had no choice but to relax. They did not see the enemy. Moreover, there was no way, few people in the general population could tense up all night.
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Only Zhu Biao was more focused.
"Master Yifa", in the darkness outside the city, Zhi Zhubaxiu's eyes fell heavily on a middle-aged man in yellow robe beside him. He was Yifa, the leader of the Celestial God Sect's mage assigned to him by Ji Zou.
Whether tonight's battle can be successful or not, most of Zhi Zhu Bahxiu's hopes fall on Yifa's gang.
"Prince Baxiu, don't worry, you will not disgrace your mission!" Yifa was full of confidence.
What kind of leader can there be in the small Lianping City? With his own strength, plus the junior brother and a group of disciples behind him, it is enough to kill the city in the daytime, let alone at night——
"Prepare your troops and horses, and as soon as chaos breaks out in the city, fight into the city for me -" Looking at the backs of Yifa and his group who disappeared into the night in a moment, Zhizhu Baxiu shouted sternly.
Tonight he placed his treasure on Yifa. As long as Yifa and his party can succeed, he can also succeed!
"Zhu Biao..." The time has come to avenge his shame.
Twenty figures suddenly walked out of the night and stood at the South City Gate, which was relatively lightly guarded.
The torch can illuminate a wide range. When Yifa rushed out, she was only a few dozen steps away from the city wall.
" -" The two small scimitar suddenly slipped from his sleeve, raised his arms, and saw the two lights flashed.
It's not the barbican city, but the city wall more than a hundred steps away on the right side of the barbican city. Yifa's mission is to get into the city, not to fight on the top of the city. He will not choose the most heavily defended barbican city and the furthest distance as a breakthrough point.
Woolen cloth!
Yifa's junior brother, another yellow-robed mage in the team, also threw two small scimitars. The blades were also deeply embedded in the brick wall, leaving only two handles outside.
Rays of cold light kept shooting out from the hands of the Tianshen Sect mage, leaving traces on the solid brick wall outside the city wall.
Then, just like Yifa, she lifted her body up, stepped on the outward-facing sword handle, and climbed up the city easily while the Han troops defending the city were still panicking.
"Leave it to me—" A sword light suddenly shot out from the side.
The moment the exclamation rang out from the top of the city, Zhu Biao rushed out from the city gate tower. The "Moyun Golden Wing Skill" was operating at its peak, as fast as an eagle pounces on food. Although the distance was a little far away,
However, they were the last to arrive, and as soon as Yifa rushed out of the city, the cold sword was already approaching.
There was a chill in Yifa's heart, and the previous indifference was instantly wiped away. This sword strike was very powerful!
"When——" When there was no time to say anything, a scimitar was placed under the sword's edge.
Yifa's falling figure was hit by the sword, and suddenly it was like a swing, and the whole figure deviated three to five feet away from the original place.
But being experienced, he took advantage of the situation and landed lightly on the top of the city, without any smoke and fire. It would have been even more perfect if the Han army under his feet hadn't been cracking bones constantly.
One sword failed to kill the enemy. The moment the swords collided, Zhu Biao understood that this was a strong enemy.
The tip of his toes was a little bit on the city wall, and with a twist of the body, a three-foot-long green sword, which was specially found for the possible fight tonight, was cut out with his wrist.
It's fast, quick, and agile, and it's also very elegant. Although it's not a specific swordsmanship move, it's just a casual move. But a cold light hit Yifa's waist directly, and the sword hit Yifa, and there was no doubt in the two waists.
Yifa flapped her arms slightly, flew through the air and flew directly out of the city wall.
——Too passive. Go down and slow down for a while before coming back up!
Zhu Biao was not worried when his second sword missed. It would be a joke for a first-class master who was not weaker than him to be killed by him in just two moves. He was more concerned about the defense of the city now. How could he do it in such a mess? Yes
As soon as he hit the ground, he shouted loudly.
Just as he was about to speak, a figure shot out from the oblique plane. The yellow robe was the same as that of the person before him. The cold light flashed, and the scimitar struck with a force as fierce as a mountain.
The attack was swift and fierce, and the force of the sword was strange, as if he wanted to kill Zhu Biao with one blow.
Then three more black shadows shot out from outside the city wall in front of him. They attacked quickly and fired three Peng Yu hidden weapons in succession, covering Zhu Biao's whole body.
As soon as the two figures merged together, a shrill howl arose amidst the collision of metal and iron. Zhu Biao's body shot straight up, barely avoiding the hidden weapon attacks of the three people behind him.
At this time, Yifa had arrived again like lightning. He would not be merciful to Zhu Biao while your illness was killing you. He raised his right palm, and a dark force hit Zhu Biao's suspended figure.
With a "peng" sound, Zhu Biao's back snapped, and his suspended figure immediately fell upside down like a green onion.
The soldiers of Nancheng, who had been calmed down by Zhu Biao's loud shout, immediately became confused when they saw their backbone's sudden defeat.
But fortunately, just as Zhu Biao was about to fall to the ground, a carp suddenly jumped over the dragon gate, raised his whole body, took advantage of the situation, rolled to the side, and stood up with one foot on the ground.
The exclamations and screams of panic from all the soldiers were heard, and the sounds of joy and excitement immediately followed!
"Drink-" However, there were more than ten or twenty Tianshen cultists on the top of the city. Zhu Biao only met a few of them, and there were many opponents beside him.
As soon as Zhu Biao stood up, another black-robed mage rushed towards him. It was rare that he did not use weapons, but just made a palm move with both hands and pushed towards Zhu Biao with a whistling wind.
