The 70,000 direct troops led by Shangguan Yuanrang and Li Sheng launched a fierce attack in Ningyang Nancheng. However, the attack did not go smoothly. They attacked twice and were repulsed twice. There were more than 10,000 casualties, but the morale of the Feng army was not affected in any way.
The influence was still strong, and a third storm was soon organized.
One of the characteristics of Fengjun is that he becomes more courageous with every setback.
Shangguan Yuanrang and Li Sheng personally entered the battle, attracting the main attention of the Ning Army. On the other side, Peng Cheng, commander of the Second Corps of the Directly Affiliated Army, led more than a thousand elite soldiers under his command to attack from the weakly defended areas of the Ning Army.
Braving the rain of arrows and rolling logs and rocks, he rushed up the ladder to the top of the city.
After boarding the city, Peng Cheng immediately drew out his sword, slashed and stabbed, and killed more than ten Ning soldiers in one go.
The army launched a close-quarters melee.
Seeing that the Feng army had broken through here, three Ning generals immediately rushed over and fought with Peng Cheng.
As the commander of the directly-affiliated army, Peng Cheng was skilled in martial arts, brave and good at fighting, and was also a famous general in the directly-affiliated army. He withstood three Ning generals by himself. Instead of being in a hurry, he attacked continuously and pushed the opponent back several times.
step.
Seeing that the enemy was formidable, several Ning generals used their spiritual martial arts skills in unison, and the spiritual blades and spiritual thorns all over the sky flew towards Peng Cheng alone.
The opponent came menacingly, but Peng Cheng showed no fear. He gathered all his spiritual energy and released his top skill - Ling Chao·Ji.
For a moment, it seemed as if a tornado rolled up on the top of the city. The skills of both sides collided with each other. The energy flew wildly and the force spread. The surrounding soldiers from both sides were pushed out of the city head by the instantly exploded spiritual pressure, and they screamed and fell.
Fall to the city.
After a head-on attack, Peng Cheng's body was left with several bloody holes injured by spiritual thorns and scratched by spiritual blades. The three Ning generals on the opposite side were not much better either. One of them had his throat
They were directly cut open by the spirit blade and died on the spot. The other two people were also covered in bloody wounds. The wounds varied in size, but they were extremely deep, reaching the bone everywhere.
Both sides suffered heavy losses. Peng Cheng could still grit his teeth and hold on, standing up without falling. However, the remaining two Ning generals had staggered back, leaning against the arrow stack, panting continuously, and no longer even had the strength to lift the weapons in their hands.
Secretly, he heard that the opportunity had come! Peng Cheng stared with blood-red eyes, endured the pain of the wound on his body, raised his sword and walked towards the two Ning generals step by step, preparing to kill them directly.
But at this moment, a cyan figure suddenly rushed over, and at the same time, a cold light pierced Peng Cheng's neck.
So fast! Peng Cheng's heart trembled, and he hurriedly dodged. He only heard the sound of sand, and the bright spiritual sword almost passed by the side of his neck.
"What kind of skill is a sneak attack in secret?!" Peng Cheng roared angrily, swung his sword back, and slashed the enemy's waist.
The man retreated and jumped three meters away. It was only then that Peng Cheng saw the other person's appearance clearly. The man was wearing green clothes and cloth shoes. He looked like he was in his early forties. Judging from his clothes, he was not a Ning general, but rather a general.
Like a ranger.
The middle-aged man in green clothes slowly raised his spiritual sword. At the same time, he emitted spiritual mist and covered his body with a layer of white spiritual armor. Then he rushed towards Peng Cheng with a quick step, raised his sword and stabbed.
The attacker was not good, so Peng Cheng did not dare to be careless and cautiously fought with him.
It is true that rangers and generals in the army are both spiritual cultivators, but the spiritual martial arts skills they are proficient in are completely different. The skills of generals are mainly used to kill opponents in a large area, while the skills of rangers are mostly used for fighting alone.
, if the two sides fight one-on-one, the Ranger has a certain advantage.
Peng Cheng was already injured first, and the person who arrived was an extremely powerful ranger. When the two sides fought together, Peng Cheng was very passive, doing more defense and less offense. He was often beaten by the opponent, but Peng Cheng had a strong foundation.
, it is impossible for the opponent to defeat him in a short time.
The two of them fought fiercely together, and a large number of Ning troops were blocked from behind, while the Feng troops below the city had already taken the opportunity to rush towards the city with more than a hundred people. If this continues, Nancheng will become in danger. The middle-aged man in Qingyi was worried, but
There was nothing he could do to deal with Peng Cheng in front of him. Finally, he gritted his teeth and could only use his trump card to finish the battle quickly.
Suddenly, he fired several swords in a row. These swords were all fast and fierce, knocking Peng Cheng* back several steps. However, after several swords, his strength was exhausted. Peng Cheng seized the opportunity and launched a counterattack. The Spirit Sword
It spread out, flew up and down, and pushed the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi back a few steps.
But just as he was retreating, he didn't pay attention to the body behind him. He tripped over it, lost his balance, fell on his back, and sat down on the ground. Seeing this, Peng Cheng was overjoyed and secretly shouted, "God help me!"
! Taking advantage of the moment the opponent fell to the ground, his spiritual sword also stabbed the opponent's chest fiercely.
Just when everyone thought that the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was doomed, the latter's body tilted slightly, and the spiritual sword wiped out a series of sparks on the spiritual armor beside him, and then stabbed the square tiles on the ground heavily. He missed every hit.
, Peng Cheng wanted to put away his sword and stab again, but the hand of the middle-aged man in green clothes suddenly stretched out from his waist. Peng Cheng didn't even see clearly what he was holding, and a bolt of lightning hit his forehead.
Peng Cheng felt a sharp stabbing pain in his forehead, and then he couldn't help but howl out.
Looking at Peng Cheng again at this time, his appearance was extremely terrifying. Fire snakes sprouted from his forehead and spread all over his body in the blink of an eye. His whole person became a man of fire, with blazing fire all over his body.
The screams of lung-splitting made people feel horrified.
In less than half a minute, Peng Cheng and his clothes were reduced to ashes, leaving only the burnt red steel armor scattered to the ground. At the same time, a red feather fluttered down in the air.
"Yes...it's Feng Yugui——"
Someone screamed in surprise, and then there was a sound of inhaling from all around. It turned out that this was the unique hidden weapon of Shengzun Hall - Feng Yugui!
At this time, several more rangers squeezed out from the crowd, rushed up to the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, raised their hands and said, "It turns out they are seniors from Shengzun Hall, disrespectful!" While speaking, someone tried to pick it up.
When the middle-aged man in Qingyi saw the piece of fallen feathers falling to the ground, his face suddenly changed and he shouted angrily: "Don't move!"
Before he finished speaking, he had jumped up from the ground, walked quickly to Luo Yu, glared at the ranger who was about to pick the feathers, and said coldly: "If you don't want to be reduced to ashes like the wind thief, don't touch it."
Then, he bent down to pick up the feathers and carefully put them into a strange-shaped copper box.
Only then did people see clearly that he had a white glove on his hand. Because the color was so close to the spiritual armor on his body, it would be hard to tell if you didn't distinguish it carefully.
A mere feather can become a hidden weapon as famous as the Dragon Scale Fall and the Soul-Breaking Needle. Naturally, it has its own uniqueness. First of all, it is not a real feather, but an extremely thin special metal sheet, coated with fire poison.
It sticks to the body, and even its owner dare not reach out to touch it directly. He must first put on gloves made of asbestos. Secondly, the copper box from which Feng Yugui is ejected is made with precision and needs to be injected with spiritual energy to activate, so Feng Yu
Gui Zai has been spiritualized the moment it is shot, and the speed is so fast that it can break through spiritual armor and make people unable to defend against it.
When he said this, the ranger was so frightened that he backed away. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly, raised his eyes to look at the stunned soldier Feng not far away, pointed his sword forward, and said: "My friends, don't stop.
I'm stunned here, let me kill the enemy!"
"kill--"
People came back to their senses and followed the middle-aged man in Qingyi to kill the Feng army who climbed to the top of the city.
The leader of the regiment, Peng Cheng, was killed by the enemy's hidden weapon and his body was left intact. How could the ordinary Feng soldiers below withstand the charge of so many rangers and Ning soldiers? The hundreds of Feng soldiers who finally climbed to the top of the city either
They were stabbed to the ground or pushed off the city walls. No one was spared and they all died violently.
Under the joint counterattack of the Ningguo rangers and the city's defenders, the Feng Army's third charge ended in disastrous defeat. In addition to Peng Cheng, Sun Ping, commander of the Fifth Corps of the Directly Affiliated Army, also died on the battlefield.
Taking advantage of the gap when Feng Jun's offensive was weak, the rangers who assisted in defending the city sat down to rest. Several rangers sat around the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi and rushed to tell their names.
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was very arrogant and didn't care what their names were. He sat on the floor expressionlessly without even politely saying his name. In his mind, he was from Shengzun Hall, and not these mediocre people could compete with him.
comparable to it.
The rangers around him didn't care about his arrogant attitude. They were just eager to build relationships with him, talking about random things and trying to please him.
Although the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi didn't take them seriously, he still enjoyed the feeling of being admired by the stars. He sat among the crowd and felt complacent.
"Chirp——"
At this moment, a sharp scream suddenly came from outside the city. The scream echoed high into the sky, and then, there was a bang. Unfortunately, it was daytime. If it were night, you would definitely be able to see how bright the fireworks blooming in the sky.
Eye-catching.
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi is a ranger, so naturally he is no stranger to this kind of thing. He suddenly trembled and blurted out in surprise: "There is a ranger sending a signal outside the city!"
"That's right!" The rangers around him also frowned and said suspiciously: "What does this mean? Are there any rangers from the Feng Kingdom outside the city?"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes and made a gesture to get up. He wanted to lie down on the top of the city to see what was going on, but the rangers around him grabbed him and said nonstop: "The other party is outside the city and has nothing to do with us.
, just let them do whatever they want..."
This was true, but the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was still worried and shouted coldly to the rangers around him: "Let go!"
"Senior, why should you be angry?" The ranger opposite him held on to his clothes and said with a playful smile.
"Presumptuous!" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was furious. He raised his hand and was about to swing it at the other party. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back. He subconsciously looked back and saw a dagger stuck in his waist.
On his waist, the person holding the dagger was a ranger sitting behind him.
"you……"
Before he could scream, the rangers around him were holding on to him tightly and not letting go, while revealing the daggers hidden in their sleeves and stabbing him silently but with great tacit understanding.