The dead soldiers of the Wind and Thunder Village quietly approached the Xizhai Gate, they merged with the dark night, only their eyes, and their sharp knives, flashed in the darkness.

None of the guards found them, and the hearing and sight of the guards in Yunshenzhai were all obscured by the wind and rain tonight, and they were no longer guards, but blind, cages, and even more so the lambs to be slaughtered under the swords of the dead.

On the other side of the walled gate, Wuka gradually stopped moving in the arms of the warrior who was much burlier than him, and his last breath also ended with the arrival of the warriors of the Wind and Thunder Village.

"Meticulous! You damn finesse! The sober warrior had already seen the wind and thunder village dead soldiers approaching outside the walled gate, and he knew that it was impossible to close the walled gate, so he no longer cared about the dangers approaching him, let alone those companions lying on the ground, and now, at this moment, he just wanted to vent his anger on the fine work in front of him, even if the "fine work" had already died in his arms.

"You little bastard! You are a member of our Yunshen Village, how can you sell the village at your age?! The samurai grabbed Uka's body tightly with one hand, and slapped Uka's thin face with the other, his face was full of anger, his eyes were cracking, and he wanted to tear off Uka's body and eat it raw, "Do you know! We are Yunshen Village! It's all because of you, a little bastard, you're going to die! ”

As he cursed, a knife suddenly pierced his chest from back to front, but instead of looking down at his wounds, he stared at Uka's corpse.

"I curse you......" Before he could finish his words, the dead man behind him suddenly twisted his sword, churning his heart to pieces, and his breath and voice dissipated into the wind with the sound of rain.

The leader of the dead took Wuka's body from the guards, he half-squatted on the ground, flattened Wuka's body, gently smoothed his wrinkled wet clothes, and then raised his right hand and crossed it to his chest, and made the highest salute to Wuka, and whispered, "You are a brave man, your revenge, we will help you avenge." ”

Behind them, the drunken guards each had their chests patched

With a knife, they fell into a drunken dream forever and could never wake up again.

As the four warriors worked together to push the gate open so that their companions could easily enter the gate, the leader glanced back at the tall gate and sighed again.

How did he move such a heavy thing by himself?

He suddenly raised the knife at his waist, swung it down, and roared, "Attack!" ”

Those dark dead soldiers climbed the wall of the wall, entangled with the guards on duty at night, and in the depths of the forest, a pair of dark green eyes suddenly lit up, and they rushed to the open west gate of Yunshenzhai in the face of the wind and rain.

"The Ronin Who Started from Douluo"

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On the other side, Yunshen Zhai is the village.

Shu Fenglei persuaded those elders to go back, leaving only him and Weng Heilin in the big tent, as well as a few other wind and thunder village teeth, the wind outside the big tent howled, and the rain kept smashing on the big tent, bringing a crackling sound, and the noisy Shu Fenglei was upset. Everyone in the big tent was as upset as him, but there was a little bit of indescribable expectation in their hearts, they were expecting that the child from Yunshenzhai would bring the news they wanted.

There was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the big tent, Shu Fenglei opened his eyes, stood up and looked at the direction of the big tent door, and the next moment, a warrior suddenly broke into the big tent, he was soaking wet, still panting, but he raised his head, but his eyes were shining, "Wang, the west gate of Yunshenzhai...... It's opened! ”

"Good!" Shu Fenglei suddenly laughed, and the subordinates around him also smiled, and the excitement in his heart overflowed, "I'll just say that I will never look at the wrong person!" ”

"Now, pass on my order, the village is on standby for the samurai, and launch a siege! The other three walls can also be attacked. ”

"Yes!" Everyone in the account responded in unison, turned around and walked out of the big tent.

In the twelfth year of Tianfu, at the beginning of August.

The attack of the wind and thunder village, under the leadership of a thin child, kicked off, with the west gate as the first, the south gate as the main, the wind and thunder village warriors launched an attack on all sides of the cloud god village at the same time, originally the south, north, east, and the three walls of the wall were deadlocked, but because the west gate has been broken, the entire west front took only one hour to basically end the battle

, so that the dead soldiers and beast riders of Wind and Thunder Village can let go of their hands and feet, and support the other three fronts from behind, and those three fronts basically collapsed because of the enemy on their backs.

By dawn, except for the northern front, the other three sides had been broken, and less than one-third of the nearly 2,000 warriors defending the village had fled back to Lin Fenglei's Dazhai.

When the sun rises from the belly of the mountain, Shu Fenglei has stood in the center of Yunshen Village, the villagers are hiding in their own homes are timid, even breathing to quietly suppress the sound, for fear that the breathing sound is loud, those warriors outside the door will break in, kill their family clean, a little bolder, although also hiding at home, but dare to peek out from the cracks in the house, I heard that this time the wind and thunder village brought the wind and thunder leopard, I don't know if it's true or not?

And in the old man's hut of the wind, the atmosphere is also very heavy, wake up early in the morning, Wuka disappeared, it was fine, but for some reason, those in the wind and thunder village suddenly attacked the village, the old man Feng was worried that Wuka would encounter any danger outside, but he didn't dare to go out without permission, so he had to sit in place and keep sighing.

Shu Fenglei took a deep breath, as if he was carefully sniffing the air around him, and then, he suddenly laughed, "Yunshenzhai, I haven't been here for many years, right?" ”

On the other side, in the inner village of Yunshen Village, the remnants of the soldiers were scattered all over the inner village, and the sound of wailing and sighing spread to every corner, and the morale of these soldiers of Lin Fenglei was extremely low, and they were crying with sad faces one by one, and there were words in their mouths.

Food, medicine, clothing, nothing is lacking here.

Lin Fenglei sat alone in the main hall, his mood was extremely bad, he didn't expect Shu Fenglei to choose to attack last night, according to his own speculation, there should be a few more days, but last night was indeed a good opportunity to launch a night attack, such a big wind and rain, coupled with the cover of night, even if torches were lit in the village, those warriors who were besieging the city could not be easily found.

But, why did those three walls fall so quickly?

Lin Fenglei sighed suddenly, now that it is not interesting to think about these things, or think about what he should say when his own brother puts the knife on his neck, is it begging for mercy? Or a mockery?