Wu Chao suppressed Tang Yin with his spirit and was about to kill him with a sword when suddenly, a pleasant whistle sounded in his ears.
The situation on the battlefield is now extremely chaotic. Fierce fighting is happening everywhere, and the shouts of killing are loud. But strangely, the whistle can be clearly transmitted to Wu Chao's ears through the deafening sound of battle. What's even more strange is that
, the whistle sound is not harsh, but gives people an indescribable sense of peace of mind and comfort.
Wu Chao seemed to have been tapped on his acupuncture points. He stood there motionless, and the spirit sword raised high did not strike down for a long time.
Tang Yin, who was lying on the ground, was ready to bear the heavy blow. He used his arm strength and raised his swords. However, after waiting for a long time, the opponent's sword did not fall down, and a ticking sound came from the blade.
He took a closer look and saw drops of blood dripping down the blade of his raised sword. Looking again, Wu Chao's eyebrows revealed a four-inch-long arrow tip. The blood was flowing along the blade.
Arrows drip down.
Phew! Wu Chao's spiritual armor instantly vaporized and turned into spiritual mist, flying invisible in the air. Looking at his face now, his eyes had lost their charm, but there was no trace of pain on his expression.
A calm, peaceful look.
Plop! The body fell sideways in front of Tang Yin's eyes. The latter also saw more clearly that it entered from the back of Wu Chao's head, and what protruded from the center of his eyebrow was a golden arrow. Jiang Fan's requiem arrow!
Teng! Almost at the same time that the body fell to the ground, a figure appeared out of thin air beside Tang Yin. The figure who suddenly appeared was none other than Jiang Fan. In his hand, he was holding a purple gold bow without a string.
"The general's late arrival of rescue has frightened the king!" As he spoke, Jiang Fan put Zijin Gong behind his back and carefully helped Tang Yin up with his other hand. Then he asked with concern: "Is the king injured?"
Seeing Jiang Fan, Tang Yin's mental calculations in his throat fell back into his stomach. With Jiang Fan here, he would no longer have to worry about his life. He waved his hand to Jiang Fan with a wry smile and said, "I'm fine."
, I was shocked by this Wu Chao."
Although he said it easily, Jiang Fan could see that his expression was a little unnatural, and he looked around nervously. Everywhere he looked, there were almost all Zhenjun, and now he couldn't tell which Zhenjun was him.
Which ones on this side are on the enemy's side? Jiang Fan supported Tang Yin and said: "Your Majesty, there is chaos here. I will escort your Majesty out first!"
Tang Yin shook his head, took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his chest, then shook off Jiang Fan's hand and said sternly: "The fortress's general Hou Qiu is still on the wall, follow me and capture Hou Qiu first!
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To capture the thief, capture the king first. As long as Hou Qiu is captured, the battle will be over soon.
Jiang Fan was fearless, but he was worried about Tang Yin's safety, so he frowned and said, "But your Majesty..."
"I said I'm fine, just let me go!" Tang Yin didn't give him a chance to say anything. He picked up his two swords and walked straight to the steps of the city wall. With Jiang Fan by his side, Tang Yin became a lot more courageous, even though
No matter how many enemies are ahead, we still dare to push forward.
For fear that he would make a mistake in the chaos of the battle, Jiang Fan did not dare to leave Tang Yin's side and stayed closely by his side.
Tang Yin made it simple, follow the steps to kill the city wall, but in reality it was not that easy. The city walls and steps were all occupied by Zhenjun. Before Tang Yin could step on the steps, several spears were stabbed at him.
There was no need for Tang Yin to take action. Jiang Fan had already taken the lead and did not dodge the oncoming spear. He just turned back and swiped his bow. Ding dong! The spear pierced his spiritual armor on the chest, making a clanging sound of iron. Sparks followed.
It splashed, but the spear only left some traces on his spiritual armor, but his back-sweeping bow caused several soldiers to be cut off at the waist, and they tumbled down the steps screaming.
Jiang Fan took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, using the purple gold bow in his hand to slash and stab at the enemy. In just the blink of an eye, he killed more than 20 Zhenjun soldiers on the steps.
The sound of fighting on their side attracted the attention of the soldiers on the city wall. When a commander saw Jiang Fan's bravery, killing his own soldiers like vegetables, he secretly gritted his teeth, silently took off his bow and arrow, and pointed it at Jiang Fan's head.
, raise your hand and shoot an arrow.
It was okay for him to shoot others with cold arrows, but for Jiang Fan, it was just a trick. Jiang Fan was so familiar with the whistling sound of arrows piercing the sky that he could tell how far away the arrow was from him without even looking, just by listening to the sound.
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The moment the arrow was about to hit his head, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and with a bang, he caught the arrow that was coming so fast.
The spiritual energy in his body moved at will, and the purple-gold bow in his hand produced a spiritual string that shone with rays of light. He held the cold arrow between his fingers and raised his arm to reflect it back.
Pounce! The sneak attack captain was stunned and stunned by Jiang Fan's series of actions. By the time he reacted, the arrows fired back by Jiang Fan were already in front of him.
With a muffled sound, the arrow hit him right in the face. The captain fell to the ground on his back without even saying a word, dying.
The Zhen soldiers around him all changed their faces with fear. They bent their bows and arrows and fired volleys at Jiang Fan.
If he hadn't been worried about Tang Yin behind him, Jiang Fan would have already drifted towards the city wall with his shadow. Worried that the other party's arrows would affect Tang Yin, he stood still and let the dozens of eagle feathers nailed to his body.
, but he was not idle either. He pulled out a golden arrow from his back, raised his hand to spiritualize it, and turned it into a purple-gold spiritual arrow. Then, without pausing for a moment or taking aim, he raised his hand and shot the purple-gold arrow.
The purple gold arrow traveled through the air. It did not make a peaceful and melodious whistle like when it shot Wu Chao just now. Instead, it made a scream like a ghost crying. The whistle seemed to turn into a steel needle to pierce people's eardrums. Many
Soldiers Zhen could not help but show signs of pain, threw away their weapons, and covered their ears with both hands.
The purple gold arrow drew a gorgeous golden arc in the air, and then passed through the heads of the dozens of Zhen soldiers. In a series of "push, plop" sounds, the temples of the dozen Zhen soldiers were penetrated.
The corpse fell straight down from the city wall.
Even though it penetrated more than ten people, the purple gold arrow still continued unabated. Finally, with a loud click, it was nailed deeply into the arrow stack, sinking no less than three inches deep. This is the power of Jiang Fan's soul-breaking arrow.
Enemies in the distance can be shot with arrows, and enemies close by can be chopped with bows. It would be a nightmare for anyone to encounter an enemy like Jiang Fan who is capable of both long-range and close combat.
In front of Jiang Fan, the morale of the Zhen army was immediately suppressed, and the Zhen soldiers on the steps retreated continuously out of instinctive reaction.
They stepped back to make room for Tang Yin. The latter rushed forward, swung his two swords, and struck continuously, whether cutting or slashing, picking or stabbing. Each sword was aimed at the person's vital point. If he was hit by others,
If you touch it, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die.
As long as the opponent has no spiritual cultivators and is just an ordinary soldier, it can't stop Tang Yin's sharp sword at all, not to mention that there is an even more terrifying Jiang Fan beside Tang Yin.
The two of them worked together to open a bloody road and kill the city.
At this time, a melee was also taking place on the inner city wall. First there was a battle between the defenders and the Leting Army, and then the coalition soldiers in the corridor set up ladders and began to attack the defenders on the inner city wall from both inside and outside.
At this time, fierce battles were taking place everywhere on the inner and outer walls of Longding Fortress. Heart-rending screams could be heard from every corner. The fortress's defenses had been broken through by the coalition forces and were riddled with holes.
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Hou Qiu, who was commanding the battle at the city wall, could not think ahead or behind, nor left nor right. He was at a loss to deal with the battle situation in front of him and had no way to deal with it.
However, he refused to give up. He had already received the military order and could not give up. Even if he died in the battle at Longding Fortress, he could not take a step back.
Now he is still yelling and commanding the surrounding soldiers to resist the coalition forces attacking from the corridor, making a final struggle.
Tang Yin and Jiang Fan, who were killing the city, noticed him at the same time. They looked at each other and Tang Yin spoke first: "Jiang Fan, you don't have to protect me. Get rid of Hou Qiu now!"
"But..." We haven't attacked the city wall yet, and there are enemy troops all around. Jiang Fan can't worry about leaving Tang Yin alone.
But just as he was about to speak, Tang Yin interrupted: "I said you don't need to protect me. Although there are many enemy troops here, they can't do anything to me! Go quickly!"
Tang Yin insisted, but Jiang Fan had no choice but to obey the order. He whispered: "Your Majesty, be careful!" Then, his body became weak and disappeared beside Tang Yin.
When he reappeared, he was already in the crowd of Zhen soldiers more than ten meters away. As he appeared, screams came from the crowd, and blood mist sprayed out all over the sky. But then, Zhen
The soldiers' screams were heard from further away.
When Jiang Fan was around, the surrounding soldiers were too afraid to come forward. Now that Jiang Fan suddenly disappeared, only Tang Yin was left. The Zhen soldiers became bolder, shouting and shouting at each other.
Surrounded Tang Yin.
Facing the numerous soldiers who were approaching step by step, Tang Yin showed no fear. He stretched his muscles and moved his wrists calmly and calmly. When the soldiers were less than three steps away from him, Tang Yin, who was standing as steady as a mountain, suddenly felt like a rabbit.
He rushed to the Zhen soldiers in front and stabbed out with the two swords in his hands.
"Ah——" With two dying wails, the fierce battle started again. Tang Yin, who was unable to use his spiritual weapons, stood alone among the hundreds of Zhen soldiers surrounding him.
Let’s talk about Jiang Fan on the other side. He continuously used Shadow Drift, and his figure approached Hou Qiu while flickering in and out of sight.
Hou Qiu, who was directing the battle, never dreamed that an enemy would appear around him. When he realized that the spiritual pressure around him was fluctuating again, Jiang Fan was already in front of him.
The purple-gold bow pierced the sky and sliced straight towards his neck. Hou Qiu was also a warrior with good strength. At the critical moment, he lowered his body out of instinct.
Sha! The purple gold bow whizzed past his scalp, cutting off a palm-sized piece of his helmet. Hou Qiu was so frightened that he subconsciously exclaimed: "Who is that person?"