When the whole state was affected by the dispute between the two largest martial arts sects in Jiangzhou, only Songfeng County, where the gate of Songfeng Mountain is located, can still be called a pure land. On the one hand, Songfeng Mountain has the upper hand with its endless assassination methods, and on the other hand, Songfeng Mountain has the upper hand.
On the one hand, most of the disciples from outside Songfeng Mountain have come from all over to guard the mountain gate.
What makes these disciples from outside the mountain particularly puzzled is that the situation is already very good and it is a good time to attack the Yanyu Tower in one go. However, an urgent document from the mountain forces the disciples from all over the place, including those who have penetrated deeply into the Yanyu Tower's sphere of influence, to withdraw to Songfeng County.
Arm your defenses.
Is it possible that Yanyulou, which has been suppressed to the point where it is only left with the territory of Jiali County, can play other tricks at this moment?
Most of the disciples in Songfeng Mountain don't believe it. Only those who have traveled out in the mountains and fought against the people in Yanyu Tower will tell the disciples in the building with lingering fear that the mad dogs in Yanyu Tower were forced to
When it reaches its desperate state, it gives the impression of being carved with a knife and an axe.
Although Songfeng County is where the gate of Songfeng Mountain is located, and it is also the county with the most influence, it is not a Yao officer. It is impossible to blatantly seal the road and set up roadblocks. Otherwise, Gao Xu, the owner of the mountain, would be invited to the Songfeng County Sheriff's Mansion to drink.
There is a possibility of tea, although the county governor has a good personal relationship with him.
Nowadays, the defense within twenty miles near the gate of Songfeng Mountain is still based on a combination of light and dark sentries. Anyone who steps on the first floor of the martial arts is sent out in rotation, and the guard changes every four hours.
Within such a radius of twenty miles, there are often thousands of Songfeng Mountain disciples lurking, which is even worse than the precautions taken near Qihu Lake where Yanyu Tower is located.
One day in the afternoon, just after noon, the sun had not yet completely set, and the majesty of the autumn tiger was still strong. Several people who were cats beside the tall grass in the field gave up their vigilant movements for less than an hour, and all took off their heads.
There was a constant fanning when I put on my straw hat.
Several people were dressed as farmers, and they were surrounded by farm tools such as hoes and sickles. They looked like farmers without a doubt. But how could farmers be so leisurely at this time? They were sweating profusely in the fields at the moment, which was worse than winter.
After being hungry and cold, it was still good.
If you look closely, these people are a little bit exposed. There are no farmers who are willing to wear shoes when going to the fields. Their faces are not those that have been exposed to the weather for many years. Their bodies are not made for farm work, but look like martial arts.
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Some of these people cursed the weather in a low voice, while the rest couldn't hold it in any longer and complained one after another. The content gradually changed from the weather at the beginning to the random actions of the big shots on Songfeng Mountain.
"I've been staying here for a long time, and my skin has peeled off a layer due to the sun, but that
There isn’t even a hair on the people in Yanyu Tower.”
"That's right, there is a master coming, but we little pawns can't stop the master."
"Don't mention it. It is said that there is a ruthless man in the Zhang family gun. I heard that several groups of people sent there in that village were killed. That good guy is a man of seventy or eighty years old and can still go to the sixth floor of martial arts.
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One of them was filled with emotion: "The martial arts is on the sixth floor, and I don't know when or how long we will be able to get involved."
A person next to me mocked: "With our qualifications, let alone the sixth floor, even if we open a few more acupoints, thank God, it's almost impossible to go up to the next floor."
"Don't tell me, this time the mountain has announced that if we can be the first to discover the traces of the visitor, we will be rewarded with five hundred taels of silver, and the disciples from the outer mountain can also enter the inner mountain. If we can meet this great luck, say
Maybe I can still be kissed by those fairy women in the inner mountains."
It seems that the leading figure among these people is a little helpless. If Yanyulou dares to come here, his martial arts realm can only be looked up to by these people. He still wants to take this opportunity to enter the inner mountain? The inner mountain is good, but he must have it.
It's up to you to die.
The only two-story martial artist among these people closed his eyes and eliminated the noise of the people around him in his mind. Even the slightest disturbance within fifty steps could not escape his ears.
After a few moments, he relaxed his guard and began to talk to these people word by word. There were nearly a thousand people in a radius of twenty miles, not to mention whether people would come to Yanyu Tower. Even if they came, how could they come?
Passed by here?
But what he didn't know was that just thirty steps away, a group of five people quietly passed through the trees.
Zhang Wu raised his hand and gestured backwards to silence, and the other four people stopped all movements without blinking. Then the former lowered his body and put one ear to the ground.
After a while, he signaled to the remaining people that the surroundings were safe, and the remaining people relaxed their limbs together. Although it was not difficult for them to maintain their posture for several hours with their martial arts realm, Zhang Wu did not let them rest all the way.
The iron-clad martial artist couldn't bear it, Yu Cheng was better, but Qian Erye and the other two martial artists who were both in the fifth-floor realm were a little overwhelmed.
Since entering the territory of Songfeng County, this group of people abandoned their horses and walked. They slept in the open air along the way and did not light a fire. They relied on dry food to satisfy their hunger. They also had to take detours to avoid the exposed and hidden sentries of Songfeng Mountain. After four days, they still did not arrive at Songfeng Mountain.
At the foot of Fengshan Mountain, the faces of these people are full of fatigue. If they don't rest, their combat effectiveness will inevitably be affected.
Listening to the sound is a battlefield
The tactics of the sergeants are often used to judge whether there are large numbers of troops marching around. Those who are good at this can also deduce the approximate number of people and the distance between the units. However, Zhang Wu is a six-story warrior, and there is no gap within 300 steps.
You can hear the sound of clothespins hitting the ground clearly, which is quite amazing.
This is the fifth group of people they have encountered since they sneaked into the Songfeng Mountain area for thirty miles, and it is also the closest group. Zhang Wu has to lean down and listen every hundred steps. He has been doing this for several days, and something went wrong just now.
Fortunately, that group of people made too much noise. If not, they would have had to kill these Songfeng Mountain disciples for the first time. Although this group of people killed several Songfeng Mountain disciples who came to cut vegetables, they did not want to
Adding some possibility of early exposure.
Yu Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the sun and gestured to the other people. The general idea was that there were still more than two hours before the rotation of disciples in Songfeng Mountain. It was enough to reach the foot of Songfeng Mountain before dark, and he could take a rest after two sticks of incense before taking action.
Not too late.
Wu Changbo, who was the deputy master of the Yanyu Building, did not participate in this trip. Instead, he sat in Qihu and took charge of the overall situation. The person sent in place of Wu Changbo was the master of the building, Zhang Wuqian and the second master, who had never heard of him. He did not know his name.
He was taciturn, but he was at the fifth level of martial arts, so they didn't care too much about it.
Songfeng Mountain's defenses seem to be extremely complete, but in fact there are many loopholes to be found in front of the warriors on the fifth and sixth floors, so the whole journey here is considered safe and secure.
However, it is impossible to be so relaxed when we reach Songfeng Mountain. It is unknown how many of these five people will survive in the end.
But no one among them has any intention of retreating, because this war is about the survival of Yanyu Tower and Zhang Family Gun.
As the sun sets in the west, the blurred outlines of the disciples on Songfeng Mountain are faintly visible.
I don’t know how many of them will survive tonight.