But said that Jinxiu saw that the group of Xiliang soldiers would hide far away, so he wanted to go down to clean up in person, only hurriedly said hello to Chen Jiangliu, and jumped down from the city wall.

Seeing this, the corners of Jinxiu's lips hooked up a sneer, and the bottom of his eyes was even more cold, seeing that the rain of arrows was getting closer and closer to Jinxiu, and the city wall began to throw stone after stone downward.

Some were thrown at the crowd of Xiliang who were hiding far away, and some were thrown towards the rain of arrows flying in front of Jinxiu, intending to stop the arrows that made people tremble when they saw it, but no matter which one was a drop in the bucket for Jinxiu.

Chen Jiangliu, who was lying on the city wall half-body, saw that his eyes were almost crazy, and even a little resolute, seeing him clench his fists fiercely, and then burn the hem of his clothes, raise his feet and jump in advance.......

But at this moment, Jinxiu, who had reached the halfway point of the city wall, took out a fire fold-like thing from his wide sleeve and threw it to the ground, and then saw that there was smoke visible to the naked eye rising from the fire fold that fell to the ground, and the cold wind instantly filled the small world under the city wall......

Chen Jiangliu, who was jumping in front of Jinxiu on the city wall, looked at the white mist that was steaming below, and his eyes were a little more complicated, and then he smiled with relief, jumped off the city wall, raised his hand and beckoned to the soldiers on this side of the south wall, and said, "Let's go, bring the stones, let's go to the north wall, and leave it to Brother Jin..."

The soldiers looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief silently, and then took the weapons and the stones on their backs, and followed Chen Jiangliu towards the north city wall.

This group of people was a little different from Fang Cai, obviously standing on the city wall before, every time they waved their knives and every time they moved, they were terrified, but at this time, when they walked above the "rumbling" city gate below, no one was afraid, whether it was their expression or limbs, they were average, and even the step was a little more calm.....

Speaking of the splendid below, when the homemade smoke bomb was thrown, the splendid dodged into the space, until it was determined that the arrows had flown and were safe, only this time, the weapon in Jinxiu's hand was replaced by a dagger as thin as a cicada's wings and a human face.

With his extraordinary hearing, Jinxiu approached the group of Xiliang people who were already panicked step by step in the mist, and did not rush to solve them, Jinxiu relied on his previous memories to approach the group of people who had fallen asleep in the sweat medicine step by step......

Jile Town faces west, back to east, it stands to reason that such a remote place should be very quiet and leisurely, but at this time it has fallen into the war, the city gate that is less than a foot high is dragged by a team of about fifty people with a thick tree trunk "bang bang" non-stop, the north wall is also a mess of the Xiliang people below with arrows, and there are even Xiliang people who are climbing up with ropes on it. Some of the soldiers stationed above were carrying stones and throwing them down, some wielding long knives to cut ropes, and some dragging planks to block the arrows that kept shooting upwards, and they were always in a mess.

But to say that it is weird is the south wall, there is a place under the south wall at this time smoke rises out of thin air, the north wind is howling, but the hazy smoke is even more lingering, and there are bursts of panic cries inside, and they are all rough male voices.

This situation, looking at the whole world at this time, I am afraid that no one will not be afraid, fog out of thin air, and the wind cannot be blown away, such means can not be artificial, yes, Rao is known for its fierceness and fierceness of the Xiliang people, at this time can not help but fall into a panic......

Besides, at this time, Jinxiu was also groping in the fog, relying on his extraordinary ear power and unpredictable skills, he quietly touched the side of the Xiliang soldiers who had been put down by sweat medicine before.

The Xiliang soldiers who had taken care of them earlier were only one person left at this time, probably because of the sudden smoke in a panic, so they groped out, and at this time the only one left was trembling and leaning on the trunk of the tree and whispering something, and the group of Xiliang people who were put down were placed shoulder to shoulder.

Jinxiu, who was standing next to the tree trunk in the thick fog, looked at the Xiliang soldiers who were only a little shadow under the tree not far away, but still muttered without the slightest vigilance, the corners of his lips hooked a little smile, and then threw down a homemade smoke bomb, Jinxiu took a light step and groped towards the unconscious soldiers lying on the ground.......

Blood splashed, a little blood stain splashed on the splendid jade-like face, adding a few touches of scorching beauty to her, but also more frightening murderous aura, her wrist moved, and what she took away was a human life, but she didn't blink her eyes, and even with the Xiliang soldiers who were guarding them in this square inch, she didn't let him feel a minute....

The snow-white blade was stained with a little red mark, and she was already dressed in white, and she was even more comfortable in this thick fog, bowing, drawing her knife, and slashing, even if she made the action of harvesting people's names, it was still so leisurely.....

Looking at the winding blood-colored river at his feet, the corners of Jinxiu's lips hooked up a sneer, he moved his steps, and his lips opened and closed silently, "Seventy-eight...."Shaking off the blood beads that kept dripping from his body, Jinxiu threw down a piece of dead corpse behind him, and walked towards the Xiliang soldiers who were still worshipping the gods under the tree.

Soft-bottomed silver silk shoes, walking silently on the yellow earth covered by thick fog, Jinxiu held a snow-white dagger in his hand and harvested the life without any accident, and then spread around.

Listening attentively, although it is not as flustered as before, but there are a lot of people in this fog, Jinxiu picked the corners of his lips, and walked towards them with a darkness in his eyes that seemed to be able to love people, along the way, he dropped one smoke bomb after another, and what outsiders saw was that the fog did not disperse, and in the fog, it was blood spreading.....

At this time, Chen Jiangliu didn't know what happened in Jinxiu, but he still looked south from the north wall from time to time, and every time he saw a thick fog, his expression was joyful with a little sigh and entanglement.

Those who hit the door are still banging on the door, those who shout and kill are still shouting and shouting and killing, and the general was pierced through the head by a splendid arrow too suddenly, yes, they still executed the original order until... The wooden gate, which was less than a foot high, made a "click" sound under the violent impact of the tree trunk, and the situation in the field changed....