At noon the next day, the Rong tribe launched a general attack.
A carriage pushed Lin Shaoyu, and he was tied to a wooden stake in the shape of a cross.
Behind him is the Rong army, holding scimitars and spears in their hands. This is Jin Daowao's plan, using Lin Shaoyu as a shield, to advance steadily forward.
Six hundred steps, five hundred steps, four hundred steps... They have entered the shooting range, and everyone can see Lin Shaoyu's current appearance more clearly.
His body was covered in scars and scabs formed with blood. Flies and insects were surrounding him. His mouth was tied up with a rope, and the indistinct sound he made was:
"Kill me, kill me."
Killing him can indeed solve a lot of things, and at today's distance, only one arrow can end his life. Then everyone can live as before. After all, everyone has been guarding for more than twenty days, and they should be able to continue
Keep it up.
But who has the courage to shoot this arrow?
Even if they knew that thousands of people would die if they were invaded by the Rong tribe, and that killing Lin Shaoyu could prevent these things from happening, who would have the courage to kill his own brothers?
The defender's hands pressed against the city wall, his joints popped out, and his teeth clicked together, making a creaking sound.
Three hundred steps, closer...
The city gate slowly opened, and now people and horses walked out of the city.
Cheng Dalei.
He is the only one.
The Rong clan exclaimed in unison, not knowing what he was going to do. Should he open the door and surrender...or fight to the bitter end?
Neither of these can be accomplished by one person.
Cheng Dalei carries a ghost-faced ax on his back, wears a sword on his waist, and has his hair spread out, looking like a fairy or a ghost.
When he got out of the city gate, he didn't stop, got off his horse and continued moving forward.
Two hundred steps, one hundred steps, fifty steps...
He stopped fifty paces away.
At this time, he was already within the shooting range of the Rong tribe's bows and arrows. As long as Jin Daowao gave an order and thousands of arrows were fired, he would be beaten into a sieve immediately.
But Jin Wendao did not give the order, because Cheng Dalei was really a little strange today.
Lin Shaoyu was the closest to Cheng Dalei. He couldn't speak and could only shake his head, then nodded.
Shaking your head means you shouldn't come, and nodding your head means thank you for coming.
"You thief, go to hell!"
Meng Ziyun shouted loudly and rushed out with a knife. He hated Cheng Dalei deeply, and he knew Cheng Dalei's ability, which was almost equivalent to that of a waste. How could Meng Ziyun not kill him despite how close he was today.
He rushed towards Cheng Dalei and jumped up when he approached Cheng Dalei's horse head. The sword flashed white light in the air, and fierce killing intent poured down on Cheng Dalei.
Cheng Dalei drew his sword and put it away. As if nothing had happened, only blood seeped out of the scabbard.
Meng Ziyun fell to the ground, and a blood line opened in his throat, and then strong blood gushes out and seeped into the loess, resembling an oil painting by a painter with a strong style.
There is such a fast sword in the world, and there is such a strong killing intent in the world.
All the Rong generals felt a chill in the back of their heads, as if the sword had fallen on them.
Only now did Jin Wendao notice that Cheng Dalei was actually wearing a raincoat, and he looked at Cheng Dalei strangely.
"What are you doing dressed like this?"
"Because it will rain today."
"It rains?"
Jin Daowao opened his eyes strangely and looked at the sun in the sky. At the turn of spring and summer, the sun was hanging high above his head, and sweat was pouring out layer by layer. This man actually said that it would rain today.
Cheng Dalei opened his eyes together and said: "This general was taught my art by an immortal in a dream. My master is the Antarctic Immortal. Marshal Tianpeng is my junior brother. Taibai Jinxing and I are our disciples. I can blow your souls away with just one breath of my immortal energy."
"ah!"
Jin Wendao suddenly felt baffled. He had felt baffled since Cheng Dalei came out today, as if he was pulled into a strange aura by Cheng Dalei.
Even the generals behind Jin Daodao laughed. This guy must have been frightened out of his mind. After thinking about it, it seemed that this was the only way to explain his current strange behavior.
In the face of everyone's ridicule, Cheng Dalei's expression remained unchanged. He raised his left hand, as if God was sending rain to the world.
"Let me see the general reward you with half a day of wind and rain today."
The wind doesn't move, the trees don't shake, and the cicadas chirp more and more noisily.
Jin Wendao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter on his horse.
"You are such an interesting person. I really have no choice but to imagine that I can master magic spells. It's true, it's true... haha."
Cheng Dalei's expression remained unchanged and he tilted his head slightly.
"The wind should come."
A hint of coolness swept across everyone's faces. Jin Wenwen was stunned and saw the leaves swaying slightly.
"Then the clouds gather."
The sky, which had been clear just a moment ago, was suddenly covered with thick clouds, and the sky suddenly became a little darker.
"And then there was thunder."
With a click, purple thunder flashed through the air, followed by rumbling thunder.
"When the rain falls."
The pouring rain hits our face, like the angry Dragon King, the Tianhe River releases its floods, and the distant water comes from the nine heavens.
Jin Wendao exclaimed and almost fell off his horse. He finally discovered something. What Cheng Dalei did today was indeed a bit strange for a human being, but if you add the word "fairy" in front of "human"... that would be reasonable.
As it should be.
Could it be that he was really taught his skills by gods, could he really control the wind and rain?
What Cheng Dalei said just now seemed like a joke, but if what he said was true, it would not be ridiculous, but terrifying.
This is true for Jin Daodao, let alone others.
"Ah, Marshal Tianpeng is really his senior brother, and now his junior brother has sent heavy rain to save him!"
"This person is a god, this person is a god!"
The soldiers behind Jin Wendao were in chaos.
"Hey!" Cheng Dalei took out his ax and shouted loudly: "You ordinary people, how dare you offend the power of God, aren't you afraid of being punished by God! Kill me, eat me, kill me!"
Cheng Dalei rushed over in the rain carrying a big axe.
The Rong soldiers were so flustered that they didn't even react.
Cheng Dalei rushed to the carriage and split the cross with an axe.
Only then did Jin Daodao react and waved his big hand: "Kill, kill him."
You can fool yourself for a while by pretending to be gods, but you can't fool them forever. There is no shortage of people who don't believe in gods or ghosts in this world. In an instant, four or five generals came towards Cheng Dalei and surrounded him.
There is Du Mao.
Du Mao's mace collided with Cheng Dalei's axe. He felt his arms go numb, and he couldn't hold the mace tightly in his hand. He was shocked: This thief was so good. He had tricked him in the first place.
"Bitch thief, I have a hatred for you all day and night, across rivers and seas. It's not you who will die today..." Before he could say anything, he got off his horse and collapsed.
Cheng Dalei took back his ax and shouted: "Where is Zilong!"
A group of people rushed out from the city gate, led by a young general, wearing white helmets and white armor, sitting on white dragons and horses. They flashed their silver spears for the first time, killing them like a white lightning.
"Zhao Zilong, see you."
The person who can go in and out seven times and charge alone should not be Cheng Dalei, but Changshan Zhao Zilong, who can go in seven times and go out seven times.
When Gentian's skill activates, one man charges and is invincible to ten thousand men.