Chaos roared, and the light that trapped him violently dispersed, and he was able to move again.

Seeing that the sword had arrived in front of him, he saw his fierce hands clasped together, and he closed the sword together.

The next situation was that the green dragon held the sword of slashing gods and plunged straight into Chaos, and Chaos held the sword with both hands and kept sliding backwards. Sliding backwards, the space twisted violently until it hit a tower.

Chaos fiercely led the sword to the side, and with a bang, the long sword stabbed against the stone wall, and the stone chips flew instantly.

Immediately after, Qinglong kicked Chaos in the chest, Chaos screamed in pain, and then punched out and hit Qinglong on the shoulder, and Qinglong flew backwards with his sword.

"Chaos, with the Sword of the Excalibur, you have no chance!" Qinglong stopped his retreating body and looked at Chaos and said.

"Humph!" Chaos shouted angrily, and then his body quickly rose into the sky, "I want your blood to flow like a river!"

"With me here, I won't let you succeed!" The green dragon lifted the slashing god sideways in front of him.

Gradually, the chaos in the sky disappeared.

After Qinglong carefully checked and confirmed that Chaos was gone, he returned to the city lord's side.

"Lord Castle, I've scared you!" Qinglong bowed slightly to the city lord.

"Blue Dragon Knight, thanks to your timely arrival this time, otherwise my life would have been gone!" The city lord said with palpitations under the support of the guards. In the fight, he was wounded.

"I came overnight on the orders of the king to stop this chaotic plot. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

At this time, the battle in the city has also entered a critical time. Thanks to the strong combat effectiveness of the defenders in Yuntian City, coupled with the fact that the Ulan people are not good at street fighting, there are gradually fewer and fewer Ulan people in the city. From a distance, you can clearly see the space door that glows with blue light.

Yang Yunhui saw the space gate for the first time, and the blue energy ripples were really the same as in the game in the previous life, very dreamy.

With a very strong sword, he pierced the body of an Ullan, piercing the armor of the Ullan.

Street fights are not as open as field fights, and there is a lot of space to dodge. The space here is small, and everyone huddles together to slash forward with spears or knives, forcing opponents back and forth, and there is no skill to speak of.

Originally, the Ulans' bows and arrows were able to suppress the Shir army, but when muskets and short-barreled shock guns were raised, the situation changed instantly.

Bang!

The continuous blows of the muskets, for a time the smoke was full of smoke and gunsmoke, and the Ulans fell from afar, and the bombardment of the short-barreled shock guns caused the Ulans to suffer wherever there were more people.

The musketeers on the eaves kept shooting downward, and the Ulan statues fled, but there were people behind them with nowhere to escape, trying to hide in the houses, but by this time the doors of the houses had been shut.

Some Ulan masters wanted to rely on their super physical skills to rush out of the bloody path, but under the collective attack of the musket, they could only fall with hatred.

In the end, I don't know who shouted on the Ulan side, "Retreat!"

Suddenly, the Ulan people who felt that the general trend was gone in their hearts squeezed towards the small space door. It's just that there are many people retreating, but the door is small. For a while, people were crowded, and some were even pushed to the ground and trampled to death by everyone.

The muskets continued to fire at the Ulans who were crowded outside the space gate for a chance to escape.

People fell in circles, and blood smeared the streets of the city like a stream.

Eventually, only a handful of Ulans fled, and most of them were killed by the charr's muskets behind them as they retreated.

The portal was closed at the last minute, and the parts were taken away by the mystery man.

As the battle in the city ended, the entire Ulan army retreated.

"Yay!"

It is not known who gave the first cheer, and all those who were still alive raised their hands in celebration of the victory in the battle.

Yang Yunhui blended in the crowd and kept waving the Star Soul Sword in his hand. The doors of the houses were opened, and the citizens looked at the cheering soldiers with delighted faces. The young girls rushed up and hugged the bloodied warriors. This excites the soldiers who have fought bloodily.

Yang Yunhui was walking, and was suddenly hugged by a young girl. She kissed Yang Yunhui's face fiercely, which made Yang Yunhui feel hot all over, and he wanted to hug this girl and kiss Fang Ze like this, but he suddenly remembered Liu Xinchen. So he gently pushed the girl away, turned around and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Usually, after most battles are won, there will be such a revelry, one is to celebrate that you are still alive. The second is that the blood has not stopped all over the body, and the heart is very excited.

Before he reached the City Lord's Mansion, Yang Yunhui ran into a guard.

"Is it Mr. Yang Yunhui?" The guard stepped forward and whispered.

"What's the matter?"

"I am from the City Lord's Mansion, and I am entrusted by Miss Liu Xinchen to come to look for you. ”

"yes, I'm going. ”

"Alright, please come with me. ”

When he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, Yang Yunhui was arranged to wait in the living room. It didn't take long for a call to come from behind him.

"Yunhui, you're here~"

"Xin Chen, are you looking for me?"

"Let me see if you were hurt just now?" Liu Xinchen raised Yang Yunhui's hand and took a closer look.

"No, I'm careful. ”

"That's good, I'm going to visit the soldiers in the barracks with my sister later, so come with me. ”

"Good. ”

Twenty minutes later, Liu Xinchen and Yu Chi Jinglin came out together. They all wore a white robe outside, which looked holy.

Yang Yunhui followed behind them to do the work of guarding.

They started from the City Lord's Mansion and walked all the way. As they passed through the streets, the soldiers who had survived the catastrophe bowed to the two young ladies as a sign of respect.

As an outstanding student of Danxiang Academy, Yu Chi Jinglin immediately started to treat the wounded. Liu Xinchen followed her with a medical kit as a helper.

The simple healing techniques were performed one after another in the hands of Yu Chi Jinglin, coupled with the assistance of bandaging and medicine, and the effect was very good. Fighters lined up to heal.

The two noble ladies personally came to the front line of the soldiers to treat the wounds of the soldiers, which made these soldiers who had survived the catastrophe very moved.

In everyone's previous impression, the aristocratic ladies were all shallow and dressed like delicate dolls, and would never get together with these rude soldiers who licked blood with their knives.

And the performance of Yu Chi Jinglin and Liu Xinchen made everyone very pleased, and everyone felt that their efforts were not in vain, and such a nobleman was worthy of shedding his blood for it.

"Thank you, Miss Jinglin!"

"Thank you, Miss Xinchen!"

The treated warriors thanked them one after another, praising their kindness and virtues as they went.

And just like that, an hour passed.

Yu Chi Jinglin and Liu Xinchen were tired and sweating, and Yang Yunhui immediately took out a clean towel to wipe the sweat for them.

This doctor's work of treating diseases and healing injuries is not the same as fighting, this is a careful work, it is also cleaning the wound, and it is also medicated, and for serious injuries, it is necessary to perform healing techniques, especially the kind of wounds that have been cut, and ordinary medical treatment is useless.

Soon, a large number of medical personnel arrived here, with a large number of equipment and flat-topped tents, and the place was immediately built into a street medical hospital.

"Miss Jinglin, we have been ordered to come to assist you," a female doctor in the lead stood in front of Yu Chi Jinglin.

"Okay, you're here, hurry up and treat the wounded. ”

"Yes!" The man bent slightly.

With the arrival of this group of medical personnel, the place was immediately busy, and the simple cleaning of wounds and the application of medicine were handed over to others, and Yu Chi Jinglin specialized in treating those who were seriously injured.

Yang Yunhui looked at Liu Xinchen, who was busy in the field hospital, and wanted to go up to help, but he couldn't help.

"Xin Chen, I'll help you!" When Liu Xinchen was freezing to stop the bleeding on an injured person, Yang Yunhui went up and said.

"Oh, you go away and stay on the side!" Liu Xinchen immediately pushed him away impatiently.

"Uh..."

Yang Yunhui stood there awkwardly, and suddenly felt abandoned.

Immediately, he took a seat on the side, and looked around, where an older soldier was smoking, which had been rolled up from the leaves of a jima tree.

The uncle was smoking a cigarette with a satisfied look on his face.

"Boy, is that your daughter-in-law?"

"Not yet," Yang Yunhui smirked.

"Not yet, then you have to hurry, I know she's a noble lady, and there are a lot of people staring at her. ”

"Uncle, do you still have cigarettes?" Yang Yunhui looked at him.

The uncle took out a dried Jima leaf from his bosom, "Hey, roll it yourself." ”

Yang Yunhui took the leaves of the Jima tree from his hand and carefully rolled them into a roll.

"Boom, fire!" The uncle handed over a fire fold.

"Thank you," Yang Yunhui took it, and blew it carefully, and the fire fold gradually ignited a small flame.

After lightly lighting the cigarette, Yang Yunhui took a hard puff.

"Ahem, ahem!" A strong heat entered Le's lungs, and he coughed violently.

"Boy, first time smoking?" The uncle squinted at him, and at the same time spat out a circle of smoke from his mouth.

"Well, it's the first time I smoked," Yang Yunhui wiped his mouth.

"Slow down, suck a little bit. ”

After taking a few more puffs, Yang Yunhui turned his head and asked, "Uncle, how long have you been in the barracks?"

"Hehe, how long have I been here?" The uncle looked at him and smiled, "Eight years," and he held out his thumb and forefinger.

"Yo, then you're Big Brother," Yang Yunhui grinned.

"You're from that battalion?"

"Brother, I'm from the Changshan Legion. ”

"Changshan Legion, then why are you running here!"

"It's a long story, so I won't talk about it, anyway, I'm living in your Cloud Sky City now. ”

"Now you can't go back, it's all Ulan people outside. ”

"yes!"

"However, you don't have to rush, soon these Ulans will be retreating. ”

"Why?"

"The reinforcements of the imperial capital have already arrived nearby, you see that today the Ulan people are taking advantage of the last opportunity to attack a wave, and in two days it will be our turn to counterattack!"

"Look, soon you'll be returning to the Changshan Legion. ”

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