The tasks released by the system should not be fake.

Since the system thinks that North Los Angeles is going to fall, to a large extent, Daddy's confidence is just a delusion.

Lu Pan is a little painful, is it such a high-risk task at the beginning?

However, it is relatively easy to defend a city than to besiege it.

Although Beijun Taishou led an army of 50,000 to attack the city, Lu Changkong was not an ordinary defender.

"Sister Ning, how many defenders are there in our North Los Angeles?"

Lu Fan asked.

"Childe...... With the Lord here, you don't need to worry about these problems. ”

Ning Zhao said seriously.

Childe is already very tired of living, and these trivial things don't need to worry about Childe.

"I'm just asking ......"

Lu Fan smiled.

"There are 20,000 troops in North Los Angeles, if you add the private armies of the three major families and other small families in the city, you can probably put together a garrison of 25,000 people, and it is difficult for the North County army to break through North Los Angeles. ”

Ning Zhao said.

She is not an ordinary maidservant, and she also has her own analysis of the war situation in North Los Angeles.

"The Three Great Families?"

Lu Fan's eyes narrowed.

In addition to external factors, the biggest possibility that a city will fall is that it will begin to fester.

Is it possible that the three major families and the North County are too guarded inside and outside to collude?

Lu Fan's slender fingers tapped on the thin blanket spread on his thighs.

"Sister Ning, what do you think of the three great families...... Will it be backwater?"

Lu Fan thought about it and spoke.

Ning Zhao was stunned for a moment, she raised her hand to hold the green silk, frowned slightly, and shook her head slightly, "Impossible...... The three great families would never dare. ”

"After all, the master is the only grandmaster martial artist in North Los Angeles, and he is still very prestigious in the city. ”

Lu Fan's eyes flickered slightly, "The Great Zhou Dynasty has been stirred up and the pond is full of muddy waters, doesn't the Son of Heaven have prestige? ”

"Sister Ning, push me to guard the city walls. ”

The expression on Ning Zhao's face changed slightly: "Childe, it is very dangerous on the city wall. ”

"Sister Ning, don't forget, I'm an existence that has been caressed by immortals. ”

Lu Fan chuckled.

He had a hunch that for a long time to come, this unwarranted immortal would become a shield for his actions.

Ning Zhao took a deep breath, she sensed the aura surging in her dantian's lower abdomen, and her expression was gloomy.

In the end, she still chose to believe Lu Fan.

After all, Childe is the one who holds the key to change the general trend of the world.

Therefore, Ning Zhao pushed Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, and left the Lu Mansion.

Yi Yue and Ni Yu came back to their senses and hurriedly followed.

......

North Los Angeles, above the city.

Lu Changkong, who was dressed in cold armor, had a Qingfeng sword pinned to his waist, standing on it, his eyebrows were cold, and his momentum was solemn.

Around him, a number of strong soldiers also stood with swords.

Beneath the city of mottled boulders.

There is a dense army array, which will block the water of Beiluo City.

In front of the city gate, a fierce man wearing a red fruit upper body and a totem pattern tattooed on his bronze skin, with a horizontal knife immediately, was underneath, foaming at the mouth, and swearing and swearing.

And at the front end of this fierce man, there was a corpse that was split in half with people and horses, and the corpse fell to the ground, gurgling blood, and wetting the yellow sand.

Lu Changkong's face was a little ugly.

"What's this person's name?"

Lu Changkong didn't look back, just coldly asked the soldiers around him.

"City Lord, this person's name is Feng Shi, a fierce general of Beijun, born with divine power, and he is a general under the Xuanjiao of Taishou of Beijun. ”

The soldiers' faces were equally ugly.

The two armies fought, and the army called for a battle in front of the army, and the general of Beiluo City was actually beheaded by Feng Shi with his men and horses in three moves, and he didn't even have time to withdraw to the city, which was simply a slap in the face of Chi Guoguo.

It was a major blow to the momentum of the defenders of North Los Angeles.

"This person's strength is good, he is a top first-class master, I am North Los Angeles, but anyone dares to fight?"

A military general close to Lu Changkong asked with a cold face.

And Lu Changkong's gaze was deep and sharp, staring directly at the army under the city.

Looking at the military tent in the distance, it was as if he wanted to see through the military tent at a glance and look at the high-ranking and powerful people among them.

"As soon as he made a move, he was a top-notch martial artist with innate divine power, what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?"

Lu Changkong thought in his heart.

First-class martial artists, even under his command, there are not a few.

Especially Feng Shi, a top-notch first-class martial artist.

Under the city.

Feng Shi was burly, with vigorous hair tied into braids on his head, and his posture was wild and fierce.

He rode a horse, carrying a sword on his back, and rode his horse under the city, shouting and scolding.

"Lu Pifu in North Los Angeles, dare to come down and fight Lao Tzu?!"

"Lu Changkong, you dog-like thing, will you shrink in the city?"

"What kind of garbage are you sent, you can cut it with a knife, Lao Tzu is not cool enough!"

"Hahaha! Lu Pifu, I heard that your son Lu Fan is paralyzed in bed, but he is white and tender, it is better to give it to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's soldiers like white and tender people!"

......

Feng Shi laughed roughly, and the horses under him neighed with hot air in their noses.

The guards on North Los Angeles had anger on their faces.

Many powerhouses around Lu Changkong clenched their fists.

They implored Lu Changkong to send them into battle.

However, it is a pity that Lu Changkong did not get their wish.

As the only Grandmaster Martial Artist in North Los Angeles, he is very clear about the strength of his subordinates.

Feng Shi is a top-notch first-class martial artist with innate divine power, unless the grandmaster makes a move, an ordinary first-class martial artist is not his opponent one-on-one.

If these of his subordinates go, they will only die in vain.

Therefore, Lu Changkong didn't say anything.

His gaze moved sideways, and with a cold sweep, he landed on Feng Shi, who was riding a horse.

Although the two armies are fighting, it is normal to shout and curse before the battle, but ...... This person's mouth is really too stinky.

It's nothing to insult him Lu Changkong.

What's even more hateful is that this person actually pulled his son Lu Fan out to humiliate.

Lu Pan is Lu Changkong's reverse scale!

Lu Chang put his empty hand on the sword at his waist, his eyes were boiling with murderous aura, and he turned around suddenly.

Many soldiers were breathless, and there was a flash of excitement in their eyes.

The Grandmaster Martial Artist level city master has taken matters into his own hands?!

"Wait, guard the city gate, pay attention to the people of the three great families, if they dare to come nonsense, cut off their heads, and wait for Lao Tzu to return. ”

Lu Changkong came to the city gate and spoke lightly to the cronies around him.

The cronies and generals were all in their hearts and nodded solemnly.

The next moment.

Lu Changkong flipped over on a sweaty horse with shiny hair.

The legs are clamped, and the reins are raised.

Wow!

The neighing of horses exploded.

The gates were wide open.

The horse stepped on the green bricks and the dust was flying.

Like a sharp spear, rushing out of North Los Angeles.

......

Because the army was attacking the city, the people in Beiluo City hid in their houses.

The streets of the city have become sparsely populated and deserted.

Crunch crunch......

The sound of the wheelchair's wooden wheels rubbing against the ground resounded.

A woman with a graceful figure and a mature style, with her crisp hand on the handle, pushed the wheelchair to move slowly in the direction of the city gate.

In the wheelchair, a young man in a white shirt sat quietly, a thin wool blanket spread on his lap, one hand supporting his chin, and the other hand resting on the thin blanket and gently flicking.

In terms of cold temperament, it is just right.

On the right side of the wheelchair, a fox-faced maid with a long whip pinned to her waist and a beige gauze skirt followed with her eyebrows bowed.

On the left side of the wheelchair, a maid with a little baby fat and a double-hung bun is trotting and holding an umbrella for the teenager.

It was Lu Fan and his three maidservants.

This peculiar combination looks very unique on the cold streets.

Suddenly.

A rough laugh came from outside the city like a bell.

Although the sound has been transmitted so far and weakened a lot, it can still be heard by a deaf and clear-sighted warrior.

"Hahaha! Lu Pifu, I heard that your son Lu Fan is paralyzed in bed, but he is white and tender, it is better to give it to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's soldiers like white and tender people!"

Lu Fan couldn't hear clearly.

However, he felt that there seemed to be someone praising him for being handsome.

Although he has a system, however, in the system panel, his physical strength is only 0.5, which belongs to the type of battle five scum who is powerless.

However, Ning Zhao and Yi Yue listened to it really.

Ning Zhao's face immediately pulled down, and a cold killing intent appeared on his glamorous face.

Yi Yue also bit lightly, showing his hand on the long whip on his waist, his eyes showing murderous intentions.

Ni Yu looked ignorant, she and Lu Fan couldn't hear anything, just humming and panting and holding the umbrella.

Ning Zhao pushed the wheelchair at a speed, and Ni Yu needed to trot to keep up.

"Sister Ning, what is that guy shouting outside the city?"

Lu Fan asked while supporting his chin with one hand and smoothing out the folds of the thin blanket on his knees with the other.

"Childe, you didn't shout anything. ”

Ning Zhao dissipated his killing intent, and his smile was like a flower.

Lu Fan rolled his eyes, Ning Zhao just revealed the killing intent, when he couldn't sense it?

"It's okay, boldly tell Childe, Childe has been in bed for so many years, he has long been accustomed to gossip, has a peaceful mind, can watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and wanders with the clouds outside the sky, and his temper is good. ”

Lu Fan chuckled.

Ning Zhao still just smiled and didn't speak.

Believe you, a ghost.

Because of his leg disease, Lu Fan's temper is very short-tempered, which Ning Zhao, as a maidservant, is very clear.

"Yiyue, you say. ”

Lu Fan was helpless, so he had to look at Yiyue who was holding an umbrella.

Yi Yue hesitated for a moment, she didn't want to say it, but she still needed her son to give her immortal fate, so she didn't dare to be disobedient, so she obediently opened her mouth and repeated Feng Shi's words from outside the city.

She wasn't done yet.

Lu Fan took a breath and covered his chest.

The smile on his face faded away.

"My chest is so tight and uncomfortable...... Childe, my liver hurts. ”

Angry to the point that your liver hurts?

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue: "......"

Who swore to his conscience that he had a good temper?!