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"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy Attack ......"

"Hurry up and report to the Governor, the enemy is coming!"

I don't know who shouted the enemy attack, so I listened to the wind and snow and the cold night and the sleeping Fengling crossed the camp fire for a while.

The cold armor and cold blades woke up one after another, whether it was the more than 100 high-rise warships anchored at the ferry port or the quiet camp sealed by heavy snow and dust, countless figures wearing armor and carrying knives emerged from all directions.

Chen Fusheng completely lost his sleepiness, and even the residual alcohol was also left behind by the movement of the grass and trees.

Serving in the army and fighting, it doesn't matter if you are lazy when there is no war on weekdays. But if he still covers his head and plugs his ears on the battlefield, he will not be planted in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Chen Fusheng didn't want to be looked down upon by those unconscionable guys in the same camp.

Although he is not a prince and general, he is also an upright man. Joining the army to make meritorious contributions to ensure that his old age is not on leave, but if he has no home in his heart, who will let the soft daughter-in-law in the bed not hug it, and come to this cold and snowy night to hug the cold Mo knife?

As soon as he lifted the warm quilt, Chen Fusheng picked up the rhinoceros horn next to him and blew it.

Then there was the beating of war drums.

Nearly half of the 150,000 Dragon King sailors stationed in Fenglingdu gathered in a blink of an eye.

Battalion of crossbows.

Heavily armoured foot soldiers and archers.

Under the premise that the lieutenant generals and generals of the battalions had not yet returned from the Grand Governor's Mansion, those school captains had to take on the power and give orders.

"Shoot the ......"

Thousands of arrows burst through the air.

In the night sky where the snow was blowing, the 30,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals who were exposed to the blades of countless arrows and feathers were no different from the 5,000 black armor soldiers who were bait.

Soldiers are strange.

As everyone knows, surprise soldiers often mean incalculable risks.

When I chose to fly across Dujiangyan from the 3,000-foot sword wall, I knew that this was a road that would inevitably be opened up with corpses and blood.

And these 30,000 brothers of the Willow Army are the ones who opened the way this time.

They only need to tear open the impregnable Fenglingdu 150,000 Dragon King Water Master Camp, and someone will do the rest.

The heavenly soldiers who spread out their wings and flew in the night sky and rubbed shoulders with countless snowflakes felt the extremely cold and knife-like wind and snow rushing towards them, and even though the skin on their bodies was cut by the wind knife and the blood stains were overflowing, they also endured severe pain.

They were condescending, looking down on the 150,000 Dragon King Sailor Camp in Fenglingdu.

Countless arrows suddenly flew in his sight, and the 30,000 heavenly soldiers led by the silver fox-faced Luo Changfeng did not panic. Even if he saw his brother fall from the night sky with an arrow in his brother and brother, and then destined to become a ghost under the enemy's sword, he was not moved.

They are not ruthless and cold-blooded.

The duty of a soldier is to obey orders.

They have a mission and dare not disobey it.

The well-trained Hosoyanagi began to control the direction and speed of their wings to avoid the rain of arrows, but one after another brothers were killed by arrows.

They are like birds being hunted, and there are thousands of hunters.

"Shoot the ......"

In the camp, the second and third waves of arrows rained one after another.

Luo Changfeng, who was silently calculating the distance, saw the opportunity, and directly disarmed the wings of the mechanism at a height of about 100 zhang, and the whole person was like a burning meteorite in the night sky, leaving a flash of light in the night sky and suddenly falling vertically.

With a bang, the earth seemed to tremble.

Luo Changfeng fell into the enemy camp, surrounded by smoke and dust, and there was a huge pit under his feet.

Countless ironclad elite soldiers were suddenly surrounded by him, and hundreds of Changge stabbed from all directions, from the front and back, left and right, and were bound to stab the trespassers into tens of thousands of holes.

Luo Changfeng, who was holding the ancient sword of the Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram in his hand, shook with one foot and jumped up, and the unknown ancient sword swept through a burst of substantial, terrifying sword qi, and cut off hundreds of golden soldiers in unison.

Luo Changfeng's figure appeared in mid-air.

The captain of the school who commanded the crossbowmen waved his hand, and another terrifying rain of arrows struck.

Luo Changfeng, who frowned slightly, put his left hand and fingers across his chest like a sword, and raised his sword with his right hand. At the tip of the ancient sword, there were circles of sword intent ripples visible to the naked eye, like turbulent waves, and like layers of ripples stirred by the stone falling into the sea, with the tip of the sword as the heart, circulating in the constant birth and death.

Layer upon layer.

Since the battle between the 3,000-foot sword wall and the Great Joy Bodhisattva, after the white-clothed Luo Bing pretended to take revenge with Luo Changfeng's hand, the sword dao perception left in the sword washing diagram opened the door to the sword path for Luo Changfeng.

Now that the kendo is cultivated, it is still too early for Luo Changfeng to become supernatural, and it is not a problem to enter the hall.

As the Sword Pavilion Sword Saint said in the past, thousands of swordsmanship are controlled by one mind. There are thousands of swords hidden in the sword washing map, and Luo Changfeng only cultivates this one-minded sword that can be used to protect the sword.

The abundant sword intent was tirelessly and endlessly superimposed, making this night sky become full, and there were even faint signs of expansion.

At a certain moment, Qingsi was arrogant, and Luo Changfeng suddenly swords.

The last ripple of sword intent spread out in an instant, spreading in an instant, with himself as his heart. Where the sword intent passed, the fluttering snowflakes shattered, and the north wind as thin as silk broke inch by inch. The sword intent dispelled the darkness and eroded to a radius of 100 meters, a kilometer, and a radius of 10 miles.

A sword starts, ten miles of sword domain.

Ten miles are forbidden.

I saw that the roaring rain of arrows in the sky broke into the night sky and lost its original trajectory after breaking into the ten-mile sword forbidden domain, and countless arrows followed Luo Changfeng's sword like a shadow.

After the nameless sword drew countless arrows in the night sky and drew a semicircular arc, Luo Changfeng stabbed out with a sword, and thousands of arrows rained down on the beach again.

A rain of meteor arrows hit the armor, the shield, the barracks, and the campfire. The splashing flames climbed down the tent, and in a breath it swallowed the tent into the raging flames.

The camp was full of wailing.

The assembled crossbow battalions and archers were scattered by the rain of arrows, giving the generals a chance to breathe. At this moment, the strange soldiers of the Hosoyanagi Army flying in the night sky with a Mo knife in their mouths began to land one after another.

Falling in the camp, beside the ferry, and on the high-rise warship, they began to fight with the knives in their hands.

The attackers landed.

Those school captains who were relatively advanced in cultivation didn't care about the crossbow battalions and archers that were scattered, the two armies clashed to capture the thief and capture the king, and dozens of school captains of the Yuan Shen realm all focused their angry eyes on the silver fox-faced Luo Changfeng.

……

An old pawn who was hit by an arrow in the back crawled in embarrassment to the door of the Li family's mansion, the governor of the capital, Li Tiangang.

This old soldier who gave half of his life to the Dayan Empire raised his blood-colored eyes and glanced at the four big characters in the golden splendor of the doorway, and he shouted angrily in that somewhat hoarse voice, saying that the Xiliu Army was coming, and the enemy army had entered Fenglingdu.

He was full of hatred for this mansion. If it weren't for the lack of generals in the army, how would Fenglingdu be reduced to such a state?

He didn't know what kind of absurd thing the Metropolitan Governor did to call away the generals in the army late at night with outstanding military achievements but like vassal elegance, he was a veteran under the command of General Gongsun Emei, and he admired the Metropolitan Governor's resolute and resolute methods on the battlefield as much as General Gongsun, but he looked down on the absurdity of this mansion on weekdays.

Li Tiangang is such a person, a person who makes people feel extremely contradictory.

Thinking of this, the old pawn cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled mockingly.

He laughed at the resentment in his heart.

No one is perfect, how can he hope that everyone is as unparalleled as the king of Jiangdu, who is a chess and sword master?

He shouted again angrily, saying that the Hosoliu army was coming.

Before the sound dissipated, he saw two figures, a man and a woman, walking out of the Li Mansion, and saw the man with the sword behind him carrying a bloody head.

That's the Grand Duke!

(End of chapter)

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