Zhu Ping was just thinking about how to deploy a plan to take advantage of the chaos to kill Lin Ming, when a fire light lit up in front of him. This was a transmission signal from the military sentry.
After hearing the message, Zhu Ping's expression changed drastically.
"What's wrong? Master Zhu." Zhao Yanming stood up and asked.
"The beast tide is coming. It will only take half an hour to attack Qingsang City." Zhu Ping took a breath and said solemnly. Before that, the military sent out scouts scattered in the Qingsang Mountains. They were the ones who just used the serial transmission sound.
The news came.
"Are you still here..." The corner of Zhao Yanming's mouth twitched and he sat back on the chair. He always held the idea of luck, but now, this idea was shattered.
"How serious is the situation?" Zhuang Fan asked.
"There was a forest blocking the way, so my people didn't see clearly how many there were. The strongest among them were some level three ferocious beasts, which are probably equivalent to pulse-condensing stage warriors." Zhu Ping said as he put on his helmet, Qingmulg City's
Ten thousand sergeants had already set up outside to prepare for battle, and half an hour was enough to prepare.
Zhu Ping turned his head and glanced at Lin Ming, "Young Master Lin, look..."
"Well, I will fight with you." At this time, Lin Ming naturally would not shirk.
With Lin Ming's status, if he had noticed Zhu Ping's hostility under normal circumstances and found an excuse to kill Zhu Ping without any evidence, no one would have dared to say anything. But now, with monsters attacking the city, Zhu Ping
Since he was the commander of the Qingmulg City defenders, it was naturally impossible for Lin Ming to do this.
"Thank you so much, Young Master Lin, we will set off immediately."
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Ten miles south of Qingsang City is where the defenders are stationed.
The sky was covered with dark clouds. Although it was spring, the coldness of the earth had not gone away and the wind was still cold. Ten thousand soldiers were deployed in a large formation, waiting for the fierce battle that would follow.
The flags were fluttering, and the halberds and steel swords glowed with cold light, showing a sense of killing. In fact, the elite troops of the Tianyun Kingdom were guarding the border, and the defenders of Qingmulg City could only be regarded as second-rate troops. But today,
Under such circumstances, they showed a kind of aura that only the iron-blooded warriors who have been on the battlefield can have, and they don't care about death.
Because this is not a battle to compete for territory or protect the interests of the royal family, but a battle for survival. In the city behind them, their parents and their children live.
Mixed in among these armies, there are more than a hundred senior warriors who voluntarily joined the army. These people are dressed in strange and weird clothes. Some carry hexagram flags and look like fortune tellers. Some carry fortune tellers.
The bamboo hats look like woodcutters, and some wear long gowns and look like scholars. These people are between the ages of 20 and 50. Many of them have a strong aura of martial arts.
What surprised Lin Ming was that six of these people were Pulse Condensation Stage warriors. You should know that generally Pulse Condensation Stage warriors have taken refuge in the imperial court and received promotions and titles. There are very few who wander among the people. Even if there are, they are not
As for six of them gathered in Qingmulg City at once.
Zhao Yanming, the city lord of Qingsang City, said: "Let me introduce you. This is Shi Linkai, the leader of the Salt Gang of Qingsang City." Zhao Yanming pointed to a middle-aged man wearing a wolfskin cloak and introduced Lin Ming.
Lin Ming was slightly startled, Salt Gang?
Since ancient times, in order to control the economic lifeline, dynasties in the past dynasties have stipulated that salt and iron are officially run, and the profit from selling salt can reach more than ten times or dozens of times.
The so-called salt gang is actually a gang of grassroots gangsters who sell illicit salt. This kind of gang has been around for generations, and its scale is very large. It often brings together more than 90% of the country's civilian warriors. These people are also the so-called "jianghu people". They are particularly
He acted independently, disdained to seek refuge with the imperial court, formed his own cliques, established various "clubs" and "gangs", and took loyalty as his code of conduct.
The Qingsang City Salt Gang is the largest non-governmental force in the entire Tianyun Kingdom. In normal times, the Qingsang City Salt Gang would naturally be the target of government attacks. However, at times like this, the government will naturally unite with all those who can.
Strength, fight against the beast tide.
"Hero Lin! I've admired his name for a long time, and I'm finally lucky enough to meet him today." Shi Linkai clasped his fists heavily. He already knew Lin Ming's identity. He was a hero of the green forest. Those who respected him the most were heroes and strong men, and Shi Linkai was no exception.
"You're welcome, Master Shi." Lin Ming clasped his fists in return, but was slightly shocked in his heart. Shi Linkai's cultivation had actually reached the late stage of pulse condensation. Although he obviously barely broke through, his foundation was weak, and there was no hope for him to break through in this life, but
It is not easy for a pure green forest person to reach this point.
After hurriedly saying hello to the people from the Salt Gang, Lin Ming went to the front line. There was only less than a quarter of an hour left before the beast wave attacked.
After Lin Ming left, Shi Linkai was still shaking his head in admiration, feeling that Lin Ming's talent was astonishing.
"Master, he is still a child. His cultivation has just reached the middle stage of pulse condensation. Now he has become the number one expert in that Valley Competition?" A middle-aged man carrying a bamboo hat and holding an iron rod wondered.
He said, he originally thought that the martial arts competition would be roaring, with masters gathering, and the top master who would be chosen should be at least the day after tomorrow.
In fact, these green forest people do not have an intuitive concept of how terrifying Lin Ming's identity is.
The Qixuan Valley is a very distant organization to ordinary people. Before Lin Ming entered the Qixuanwu Mansion, he had only heard of the name of the Qixuan Valley. He did not know the details. Among these Salt Gang disciples,
It seems that Qixuan Valley is essentially the same as them. They are both gangs, but their scale is larger than theirs.
"Nonsense, the Qixuan Valley General Sect competes with young geniuses, and the first place is of course a child. Don't look at it, he is only in the middle stage of pulse condensation. If we really fight, I and the second and third eldest brother together may not be able to beat him.
People." Shi Linkai glared at the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat with a lecturing tone. The second and third sons he was talking about were the second and third masters of the Salt Gang, whose cultivation levels were in the middle stage of pulse condensation and the other in the early stage of pulse condensation.
"No way... The second brother has been at the peak of the middle stage of pulse condensation for ten years. He is only one step away from reaching the late stage of pulse condensation. With the addition of the eldest brother and the third brother, the three of them can't beat a person who has just entered the middle stage of pulse condensation.
A child?"
"Just wait and see, the difference between Qixuan Valley and us is like the difference between a wealthy family in the capital and a rich man in the countryside. The strength of this young hero Lin may be able to catch up with the warriors of the day after tomorrow!"
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Lin Ming stood at the forefront of the army, holding a purple gun, pointing the tip of the gun diagonally at the ground. Facing the upcoming life-and-death fight, he would be lying if he said he was completely untroubled. The worst plan was for Qingsang City to be destroyed.
Hometown is destroyed.
However, Lin Ming's parents, including his good friend Lin Xiaodong, are not in Qingmulg City. As for the Lin family, Lin Ming's feelings are lighter. If the Lin family is destroyed, he will not be unable to bear the blow. In the worst case scenario, he can
With the help of Feitian Jiao, he rescued several important family members and allowed the family's bloodline to continue.
Maybe...Lin Wanshan has already moved some of his clan members.
Just as Lin Ming was thinking about it, some vague black shadows appeared on the horizon. The black shadows were only the size of flying insects at first. After only a few dozen breaths, they covered the sky and covered the earth. The beast tide had finally arrived!
The first ones to come were naturally the fastest flying ferocious beasts. Looking at the number, there were probably hundreds of them.
"There are only a few hundred of them, most of them are first-level and second-level ferocious beasts. The highest level is only level three, so we can still hold on for the time being."
Lin Ming knew that the ferocious beasts in the depths of Southern Xinjiang did not gather together, but were scattered one by one. If all the ferocious beasts rushed out of the Nanzhao Mountains and formed a beast tide, there would be gaps between different groups of beasts.
, these are just appetizers at the beginning, and they will become stronger and stronger later on, but this does give Qingmulg City a chance to breathe and can hold on until reinforcements arrive.
"Throwers, archers ready!"
As Zhu Ping shouted, a team of 200 slingers and a team of 500 archers immediately prepared to attack.
The spear-throwing troops trained by the Tianyun Kingdom are specially used to deal with heavy infantry phalanxes. They can penetrate a palm-thick shield within a hundred feet. Facing flying ferocious beasts, only throwing spears are the heavy-duty weapons that can threaten them.
The weight of the bow and arrow is too light to cause damage to them.
However, the Qingsang City defenders were not an elite force, and there were only two hundred gunners who were expensive to train.
After the ferocious beast entered the shooting range, the ordering soldier waved his flag, and the seven hundred sergeants fired together.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
With the sound of whistling sharp blades piercing the air, sharp spears and flying arrows were shot out like a storm. The ferocious beasts in the air were hit by arrows and shot one after another. Some of the first- and second-level ferocious beasts had multiple serious injuries on their bodies and rolled directly from the ground.
Falling from the air.
At an altitude of dozens of feet, if you fall down, you will die, so there is no need for land troops to hit you.
Hundreds of ferocious beasts, dozens of them were killed in an instant. However, those who died were all low-level ferocious beasts. Among them, more than ten level three ferocious beasts whose strength was equivalent to that of ordinary pulse-condensing stage warriors were unscathed.
Moreover, after this round of volleys, the group of ferocious beasts had already rushed in front of the army. A level three ferocious beast, the Blue-eyed Falcon, which rushed at the front, dived and directly hooked up several soldiers, causing a rain of blood.
"Son of a bitch! Get down here!"
When the level three ferocious beast was about to soar into the sky, Yan Gang helped Shi Linkai jump up and slashed down with the sword in his hand, directly cutting off half of the blue-eyed falcon's wings.
"Ah——"
The Blue-Eyed Falcon let out a scream, and fell straight into the army's gun array, where he was stabbed to death by random spears.
"Boss, great job!"
The children of the Salt Gang cheered loudly and slashed down a level three ferocious beast with one strike, boosting the morale of the coalition forces!
"sharp!"
"As expected of a master in the late stage of pulse condensation!"
"Brothers, what are you waiting for? Kill!"
The soldiers cheered thunderously, and for a moment, guns, bows, arrows, and spears were thrown at the fierce beasts.
With the cold light flashing and the blood raining, the Salt Gang masters suddenly became the swords of the entire army, and their strength also attracted the attention of other level three ferocious beasts, who all rushed towards the Salt Gang masters.
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