Yunzhou Volume Chapter 33 The Death of Wu Zhangtong

"I can't ask for it!" Shu Fenglei laughed out loud and said to the samurai behind him, "Bring the sword again!" ”

"It's coming!" Another of Shu Fenglei's personal soldiers responded to him with a louder voice, and at the same time threw his own saber at Shu Fenglei.

"Master Wu Zhangtong Village," Shu Fenglei raised his hand again to take the knife, then looked at Wu Zhangtong and said, "Then let you see and understand, Shu Fenglei's double knife!" ”

"Come on!" Wu Zhangtong roared, this battle has been lost, but if he can cut the wind and thunder village master in the end, then even if he is defeated, his prestige of Wu Zhangtong can spread throughout Yunzhou!

"Then this time, it's my attack!" Shu Fenglei laughed, and suddenly stepped forward, his movements were agile like a snake that was poised to move, and every time he attacked, he must take the enemy's life!

But what people didn't expect was that Shu Fenglei actually attacked directly from the front, which was an extremely stupid way of attacking, and fighting against Wu Zhangtong with his strength was completely self-defeating.

"Frontal attack?" Wu Zhangtong laughed, "Dare enough!" ”

Shu Fenglei didn't speak, his double knives were placed behind him, until he approached in front of Wu Zhangtong, and he didn't rush to swing his knife to attack, Wu Zhangtong saw the opportunity, and when Shu Fenglei entered the attack range of his long knife, he immediately slashed horizontally with all his strength, wanting to stop Shu Fenglei's momentum.

But Shu Fenglei jumped up immediately at the moment when Wu Zhangtong swung the knife, and at the same time lightly on Wu Zhangtong's knife body, it spun and landed behind Wu Zhangtong, after landing, he did not stop, immediately turned around and slashed horizontally, cutting two wounds on Wu Zhangtong's unprotected legs.

Wu Zhangtong was in pain, his legs shrank, and he almost fell to his knees, but as soon as he gritted his teeth, he still tried to turn around, and at the same time swung his knife with all his strength, his knife temporarily forced Shu Fenglei back, but it did not hurt Shu Fenglei in the slightest.

And Shu Fenglei seemed to be waiting for this moment, at the moment when Wu Zhangtong's sword body was stagnant, he immediately stepped forward and stepped on Wu Zhangtong's slash. Horse. knife, Wu Zhangtong was shocked, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and wanted to directly knock Shu Fenglei to the ground, but Shu Fenglei limited Wu Zhangtong's power with a left-handed knife, and at the same time immediately slashed with all his right hand, as if he wanted to directly split Wu Zhangtong's head with a knife.

Wu Zhangtong immediately leaned back, but he still couldn't completely dodge the knife, and his already not very good-looking face was left with a terrible wound from his brow to the corner of his mouth.

Bloody.

"Drink!" Wu Zhangtong shouted, his arms slammed into force, and directly threw Shu Fenglei away from his knife, and Shu Fenglei borrowed this strength to jump backwards for nearly a zhang, and once again opened the distance between him and Wu Zhangtong.

Wu Zhangtong stretched out his hand and wiped it roughly on his face, not caring at all that his wound would open because of this, if he lost, he would die, he would die, and he still cared about what those things were for.

He wiped away the blood stains that blocked his vision in front of him, gasped for breath, and then looked at Shu Fenglei and smiled embarrassedly, "The master of Fenglei Village is indeed worthy of his reputation, and the two knives in one hand are really flawless." ”

"The lord of Wuzhangtong Zhai has a reputation," Shu Fenglei smiled, at this time, he still did not forget the word "modesty", "The master of Wuzhangtong Zhai. Horse. The knife wielding is also extremely domineering. ”

"Hahaha, it's all over now, and the master of Shufeng Lei Village hasn't forgotten to tease me," Wu Zhangtong's smile stopped, his face turned pale, and he yelled, "Come again!" ”

"Then you're welcome

! Shu Fenglei also restrained his smile, put away his knife and lowered his body, and whispered, "The master of Wuzhangtong Village can take it!" ”

"Come on!" Wu Zhangtong roared.

Shu Fenglei crossed his hands, put his double knives behind him, and charged at full speed, this time, he was more like a leopard running at full speed, and his double knives were his fangs.

Wu Zhangtong also learned a lesson, this time, he didn't choose to stand in place and wait for Shu Fenglei, and at the moment when Shu Fenglei rushed towards him, he also rushed towards Shu Fenglei. His violent slash. Horse. The sword was in the air, and the screaming sound of the air filled the ears of Shu Fenglei and him, and they stared at each other, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

Finally, the two knives met, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Wu Zhangtong did not use a chop or slash this time, but used a straight stab that did not apply to his knife, as if he swung this knife not to win, but to die.

Between the lightning and flint, Shu Fenglei didn't know how many knives he had chopped, and the sparks were like dandelions scattered with the wind, splashing on the ground and disappearing immediately.

The scars of the iron rattan armor on Wu Zhangtong's body increased little by little, and he gradually could no longer protect his burly body, Wu Zhangtong waved the knife in vain, but he couldn't hit Shufeng Lei even once. Shu Fenglei used up all in one breath, and swung a total of forty-seven knives, cutting down all of Wu Zhangtong's iron rattan armor, and there was no one complete covering his body, and at the same time, he also left twelve wounds of all sizes on his body, and Wu Zhangtong swung a total of seven knives, of which five knives were swung in the air, and two knives were forcibly blocked by Shu Fenglei with his right hand knife, and after Wu Zhangtong's second knife under the defense, Shu Fenglei's knife also collapsed together.

No matter how seriously Wu Zhangtong is injured, he is still the powerful Wu Zhangtong.

After Shu Fenglei swung the forty-seven swords, he immediately jumped back, widening the distance between him and Wu Zhangtong, Wu Zhangtong gasped, holding the knife in one hand, and peeling off the fragments of iron rattan armor on his body with the other, and sneered, "Until now, is the master of Fenglei Village still afraid of me?" ”

"Since you have to divide life and death, you can't take it lightly." Shu Fenglei also panted, and swung forty-seven knives in a row, which also used up his strength, and at this moment his hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, and he had to seize it in time to rest.

"Come on!" Wu Zhangtong detained the last piece of iron rattan armor fragment on his body, and held the knife with both hands again, "The last one!" ”

"Come then!" Shu Fenglei roared and did not ask his men for knives again.

The two charged again, Wu Zhangtong jumped up again, gathered all the strength of his body on his hands, this knife is extremely powerful, but it is extremely sad, because this knife can open mountains and seas. But he couldn't hit the uncle wind thunder.

The same move is destined to not work twice.

Shu Fenglei flashed sideways, and came behind Wu Zhangtong the moment he landed, and before he could stand firmly, Shu Fenglei immediately jumped up and wrapped one hand around Wu Zhangtong's head, and then inserted his knife into Wu Zhangtong's neck.

Blood splattered everywhere, like a red rain.

"Good...... Knife skills. Wu Zhangtong finally muttered.

Shu Fenglei didn't answer, he used the knife to borrow the force, turned the handle of the knife for a week, completely cut off Wu Zhangtong's vitality, and when he fell to the ground again, Wu Zhangtong's burly corpse also fell down.

"Wu Zhangtong is dead! Whoever lays down his weapon will live! "Uncle Feng Lei Ju

The knife roared.

The onlookers of Zhang Tongzhai warriors silently put down the weapons in their hands and slowly bowed down to Uncle Fenglei.

From beginning to end, no one went up to help Wu Zhangtong or help Uncle Fenglei, because this is the rule of Yunzhou, and no one can interfere in the duel sworn by Yunzhou Shenmu.

"Wu Zhangtong is dead! Whoever lays down his weapon will live! The warriors on the periphery passed on Shu Fenglei's words. At first, those warriors of Zhangtongzhai didn't want to believe it, until they turned back and saw those warriors who knelt down in pieces, they were unwilling to put down the weapons in their hands, they were loyal, but not stupid, now that Wu Zhangtong is dead, these warriors will no longer work for Zhangtongzhai.

Some of the warriors in Yunzhou were loyal to one person, such as Wu Zhangtong, and some were loyal to a village, such as Fenglei Village.

Now, the warriors of Zhangtongzhai are ownerless, until the next person they are willing to die for appears.

"Wu Zhangtong is dead! Whoever lays down his weapon will live! ”

The news of Wu Zhangtong's death was spread to the periphery in circles, and after a moment of hesitation, those warriors all chose to lay down their weapons and bend their knees in the direction where Shu Fenglei was, because they understood that in this battle, when the Hundred Beast Riders joined the battlefield, their defeat would be irretrievable.

Finally, Shu Fenglei's words spread to every corner of the battlefield, except for those samurai who were injured and couldn't help but wail, the battlefield was silent, until Shu Fenglei was raised by his own soldiers, and the samurai saw Shu Fenglei's sword held high, and they began to cheer again.

This battle was finally won.

Wang Fang looked at the Zhangtongzhai warriors who kept kneeling, and his heart cooled down a little, his face was pale, and his whole body was trembling, but he held on to the outer wall with his hands, trying not to let himself fall.

That's what it is...... A real battlefield? He asked himself in his heart, those thousands of people, living people, in such a short period of time, all died, and they all became corpses on the ground, the master of Wuzhangtong Village...... I was still talking to me before, but now I can't ......

Wang Fang lowered his head, his eyes were round, and the expression in his eyes didn't know whether it was fear or sadness.

There are less than 500 warriors left in the stockade, and unless reinforcements from Yunshen Village arrive, this stockade will not be able to hold it anyway.

"Mr. Wang, what should we do?" A warrior's voice suddenly sounded behind Wang Fang.

"What should I do?" Wang Fang smiled bitterly, "I still want to know what to do, but no matter what, this gate has to be guarded, otherwise as soon as the warriors of the Wind and Thunder Village enter the village, it will not only be those brothers outside who will die." ”

The warrior nodded indifferently, stepped aside, and did not speak again.

"Hey, you, come here!" Wang Fang suddenly turned around and called the warrior just now.

"Me?" The warrior pointed to himself.

"Yes, it's you," Wang Fang looked at him and spoke slowly, "you go and get all the warriors in the stockade, and then gather all the men in the stockade, so that they must gather here!" ”

"But......" The warrior wanted to say something more, but was forcibly interrupted by Wang Fang.

"No, but! Just go! ”

"Yes!" The warrior agreed, turned and stumbled away.