"Old nun, your mouth is so dirty, I'll wipe it for you. You can fight as much as you want, but I want to remind you not to attack my Mingjiao's military formation. Otherwise, although my Mingjiao can save you, I will definitely not be soft on killing you. Wei Yi said in a gloomy cold voice.

He said to the people: "I won't say the same thing twice, I saved you by the order of the sect leader." Now I have an explanation for the sect leader, and after that, everyone has their own destiny. ”

"Zhuang Zheng, Ruijin Qi opens the way. Brother Fan, Ouyang Shengwei, Ouyang Shengwen, you and Zhuang Zheng play forward. Hou Cheng, this king will protect the sect leader with you. Let's go. Wei smiled and gave the order very simply.

"Yes, Bat King." Zhuang Zheng whistled, and his brothers gathered in front of him, but the beads of sweat on his face were rolling down, and he couldn't control it.

Fan Yao and the Ouyang brothers walked to Zhuang Zheng's side, and when they saw his strange appearance, Fan Yao asked him why he was so nervous? Zhuang Zheng said in a low voice, just go out and know. Fan Yao suppressed the curiosity in his heart and didn't ask again, Zhuang Zheng's performance was obviously not anything good.

Hou Cheng personally and a member of the personal guard lifted the stretcher and walked towards Ruijin Qi.

At this time, many people from the six major factions found that Zhang Wuji was lying on a stretcher in a coma, and they were all very shocked in their hearts, with Zhang Wuji's martial arts, he was beaten like this, which is simply incredible.

The extermination old Nihaha laughed, and the people of the Ming Sect ignored her and walked forward.

Song Yuanqiao shouted: "Bat King, my Wudang faction will follow you." He led the people of Wudang to walk behind Wei Yixiao, and he couldn't just say goodbye to him, he wanted to protect the fifth brother's children to break through safely.

Master Kongwen also beckoned his disciples to follow. Kongtong and Kunlun also followed. Only the two strange men of the Huashan faction jumped out of the wall on tiptoe, and the old nun spat on the ground hatefully, and finally walked up.

Zhuang Zheng led everyone out of Wan'an Temple, and as soon as the Ruijin Banner came out of the gate, a military formation was formed. Zhuang Zheng nodded, and Fan Yao stood on his right with a long sword in his hand, which would make him understand why Zhuang Zheng's face was covered with beads of sweat.

The wide avenue is lit up like daylight. The rooftops of the adjacent houses were filled with Tartar soldiers, armed with strong bows and crossbows, ready to fight.

A hundred meters away from Wan'an Temple, a group of heavily armored Tartar soldiers lined up in ten columns, far from the end.

The news of the fall of the Yin Yang Archmage was transmitted back to the palace by the escaped Tartar soldiers. The high-ranking holy monk was actually planted in the hands of Mingjiao, and the Tartar Emperor, who knew the inside story, panicked, and the first thing that came to mind was Chahantemur, the king of Ruyang.

At the critical moment, the king of Ruyang was urgently activated. Became the supreme military commander of Dadu.

Dadu, the capital of the Mengyuan court, the political and economic center, and the most heavily guarded place in the country. There were 300,000 standing troops. Even if a holy monk like the Yin Yang Archmage falls, the Tartars will not give up on such a feng shui treasure as Dadu, and they still have enough soldiers to fight this war of attrition.

As far as King Ruyang is concerned, he acknowledges the magic of the Yin and Yang Archmage, and understands Zhang Wuji's toughness. But he believed more in his soldiers, and he had commanded many such battles.

King Ruyang stood on the south gate tower, beside him stood Xuan Ming and other martial arts people in the house, his son Wang Baobao was standing beside him in full armor, the avenue from the south gate to Wan'an Temple was brightly lit, and the avenue was full of heavily armed soldiers. In the palace, there are 10,000 soldiers directly under the emperor to defend.

Outside the city gate, there was a light of fire, and they quickly gathered towards the capital. This is the army mobilized from the large camp outside the city, and the hooves are rumbling and loud.

In this battle, King Ruyang is full of confidence, and the Demon Sect advocates that it is absolutely impossible for Wuji to retreat from a battle with the Yin and Yang Archmage, and this is the time to take him, only Zhang Wuji's head in his hand can have a proper explanation for the Daxue Mountain lineage. Otherwise, the trouble from the Holy Land of Mount Everest would definitely be much bigger than that of the Demon Sect. Both he and the emperor understood this.

As for the Demon Sect, it was only a matter of time before the Demon Sect would fall without Zhang Wuji.

Zhuang Zheng looked at the Tartar soldiers in front of him who were covered in heavy armor, and his face was heavy. Such a Tartar soldier is elite at first glance, and it is definitely not easy to get along with. I have fought many times with the Tartars, but I have never encountered such an elite Tartar soldier.

Fan Yao said: "This is the heavy armored infantry under the King of Ruyang, all of which are carefully selected from the grassland Naadam. The weight of the fully armed was more than two hundred catties, and ordinary Tartar soldiers could not stand up in this equipment. The cuirass can withstand the full force of a first-class master, and the visor can withstand the fire of an ordinary bow and arrow. The only point of attack is the gap where the armor is connected. Big guys, be careful. ”

His voice was steady and low, and everyone behind him heard it as if it were in their ears, and the people of the six major factions followed behind Mingjiao's ass and their hearts were half cold when they saw the Tartar soldiers on the opposite side, how could they break through with such troops?

The two strange people who jumped out of the Huashan faction first obediently returned to the team at this time, and they no longer shouted. Even the extinct old nun closed her lips tightly, and her face was worried.

The city walls of the capital are as high as more than six zhang, even when everyone is not injured, only a few people can go up to the city wall by virtue of their body skills, and most of the rest can only break through to the outside of the city one step at a time.

There are only more than 200 people on their own side, how should this battle be conducted. The confidence of the crowd quickly fell to the bottom.

Wei Yi smiled and came to Fan Yao's side with a gloomy face, and said, "Brother Fan, this Tartar battle is too much to look up to our Mingjiao. ”

Fan Yao smiled bitterly: "Bat King, I'm afraid I can't escape now, except for surrender, there is only to fight." As for the third way, I don't say it, you understand it. The Tartar general on the opposite side must be the king of Ruyang, and this person is extremely difficult to deal with. ”

Zhuang Zheng said: "I'm afraid I'm going to see Mingzun and his old man tonight, killing one is enough, and killing two can earn one." There are a few people who are killed, there are few Tartars, and if you die, you can lose a little vitality, and the world will always return to the hands of our Han people. Therefore, in case something can't be done, the two of you must take the sect leader out, if the sect leader is here, there will be hope for our Ming religion, and there will be hope for us Han people. ”

Wei Yixiao laughed and said, "It's so proud, Zhuang Zheng, but we can't be discouraged just like this." As long as the Sect Master can wake up, our chances of escaping will be greatly increased. At this point, it doesn't matter when you break through, it's time to delay. ”

Originally, I wanted to break through at night, but there was no need to look at the posture of the Tartars. This will make Wei Yixiao put all his hope on Zhang Wuji.

Hou Cheng subconsciously glanced back at Zhang Wuji when he heard Wei Yixiao's words, and found that his face was ruddy, and his complexion was much healthier than just now. I couldn't help but shout: "Fan You, Bat King, look at the sect leader, he seems to be getting better." ”

Fan Yao and Wei Yi were overjoyed, and turned around and grabbed it. Song Yuanqiao, who was concerned about Zhang Wuji's safety, and other Wudang heroes also rushed up.