Chapter 634: Competing with Death (4)
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Because the pagoda structure is special, the stairs are narrow, only one person can come forward to attack at the same time, even if the number of opponents is large, only one person can come up each time, of course, after a long time, the manpower of the tower will be exhausted, not to mention that the other party is not without masters.
Therefore, the most important thing at this time is time, as long as Wang Junlin's side can defend the six thousand forbidden troops in the imperial city, the situation will naturally turn around. At this time, Yang Guang had also seen a large group of forbidden troops of the Imperial City rushing towards this side from the periphery of the Imperial City, and secretly calculated that at most one pillar of incense, reinforcements would arrive.
Liu Shu was also anxious at this moment, Gao Ying's eyes were also red, and he urged loudly.
And the tower has started a flesh-and-blood battle, hundreds of front hall guards crowded on the first floor of the pagoda, several old nuns have already been hacked to death by them, the air is filled with a pungent smell of blood, a narrow iron staircase behind a golden statue of the Buddha, densely packed with more than a hundred burly palace guards among the masters, everyone holding a long knife or spear, slowly surging upwards like a snail, the top dozen people have been killed, but their bodies are still carried by the people below, becoming a meat shield.
Screams kept coming from the stairs, and every time someone just showed up, they were hacked to death by the military attache upstairs.
"Qiu Fu, go up." Gao Ying instructed Qiu Fu, who had been guarding him.
Qiu Fu didn't say a word, rushed into the pagoda with an iron gun, and shouted to the guards in front of the palace: "Give me all the flying dances!" β
The guards in front of the hall withdrew one after another, and more than a dozen corpses also rolled down the stairs, Qiu Fu held a shield in his left hand and an iron spear in his right hand, jumped up the stairs and rushed up.
Qiu Fu is the eldest son of Qiu Ruiyan, Qiu Rui is a veteran of the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty, ranked among the top ten generals of the older generation, Qiu Fu won the true inheritance of his father, his strength is not under Pei Yuanqing, his martial arts are extremely strong, especially the power is infinite, he used his shield to withstand the attack of the four military attaches on the third floor, assassinated with a gun, the moves are magical, count the time, and the four military attaches were stabbed to death by him.
The last military attache was horrified and turned around and ran to the third floor, but was thrown out by Qiu Fu with an iron gun and nailed to death on the stairs.
The situation took a sharp turn in an instant, Qiu Fu was extremely brave, and rushed up to the fifth floor in one breath, followed by a steady stream of palace attendants
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The sound of running came from the lower floors, getting closer and closer, Yang Guang couldn't help but turn pale, feeling a kind of despair that the end was coming, but Wang Junlin was unusually calm, and his expression remained the same, making him feel at ease again and again, full of the last hope.
Soon, the military attachΓ©s on the fifth and sixth floors were also killed by Qiu Fu, leaving only Wang Junlin and Yang Guang.
Wang Junlin picked up a horse lance that he had snatched from the rebels before going up the pagoda, and guarded the staircase from the sixth floor to the seventh floor, so startled that Yang Guang stood up and exclaimed: "King's Landing! β
From the sixth floor, Wang Junlin's voice came: "Your Highness don't worry, if there are ministers, your Highness will be safe, Your Highness, please hide in the dead corner of the tower, don't be injured by the rebels' bows and arrows." β
At this time, Qiu Fu's heart was extremely excited, he was only one layer away from Yang Guang, if he killed Yang Guang today, he would be the biggest hero, almost comparable to Gao Ying, it was not impossible to directly restore the glory of their Changping Palace, and the smooth rush all the way made him see the dawn of victory, and even forgot the famous poisonous general Qin Anhou Wang Junlin on the seventh floor.
As he rushed up the stairs on the sixth floor, a powerful feathered arrow shot at his chest like lightning, and he instinctively raised his shield to meet him, 'Click! With a bang, the arrow was blocked by him, but a strong force came from the arrow, and he couldn't help but take a step back and go down the stairs again.
Qiu Fu was furious, threw the shield at Wang Junlin like lightning, and when Wang Junlin smashed the shield, he swung his iron spear like a cheetah and swooped up, quickly jumped up the stairs, jumped up, and stabbed Wang Junlin in the throat with a shot in the air.
Wang Junlin didn't dodge, the horse lance in his hand seemed to stab out very casually, but it collided with the tip of Qiu Fu's iron spear with great precision.
With a bang, sparks shot in all directions, and the moment Qiu Fu fell to the ground, the iron spear swept towards Wang Junlin's legs.
Wang Junlin still didn't dodge, and the horse lance in his hand stabbed at Liu Shu's chest with great speed.
Qiu Fu's face changed slightly, because before he could hit Wang Junlin's legs with an iron spear, the ordinary horse lance in the latter's hand would stab him in the heart first.
In the midst of the lightning, Qiu Fu roared angrily, and his body retreated sharply, which was able to avoid Wang Junlin's stab. But he was forced down the stairs again.
Wang Junlin's face was as cold as stone, and Qiu Fu was extremely angry and anxious, because he had already heard it
The shouts of a large number of reinforcements running.
Qiu Fu didn't dare to delay time, roared, and rushed up with an iron gun again, and then was forced to retreat by Wang Junlin, several times if Wang Junlin didn't dare to get out of the way of the staircase, so that other rebels took the opportunity to come up, he could even take advantage of the victory to pursue, and kill Qiu Fu in one fell swoop.
In this way, Qiu Fu rushed more than ten times in a row, but he never succeeded, and he was injured, Wang Junlin seemed to be an existence that could never be crossed, which filled his heart with despair.
"Archery!"
Qiu Fu shouted loudly, let go of his body, and more than a dozen palace guards lined up in the space of the sixth-story tower to shoot arrows at Wang Junlin. Wang Junlin had no choice but to dodge to the right and get out of the way.
"It's that simple." Qiu Fu was overjoyed and galloped up, and before he was about to rush up, suddenly a horse lance stabbed out from the side, like lightning.
Qiu Fu was furious, stabbed out the iron spear in his hand, desperately blocking Wang Junlin's stab, but was forced down the stairs again.
Outside the pagoda, Gao Ying saw that Qiu Fu couldn't attack for a long time, and said to Liu with a hideous face: "Lord Liu, let people set fire to them and burn them to death." β
Liu Shu had already arranged for someone to prepare a large number of flammable things, and with an order, he didn't care about Qiu Fu and hundreds of palace guards in the tower, and went directly to the tower, and the tower was also full of dry firewood and other flammable things.
The fire ignited quickly, and soon the pagoda was surrounded by fireworks, Qiu Fu rushed up again, and noticed that people outside set fire to the tower, and his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he hated Gao Ying and Liu Shu in his heart, and his heart fluctuated, and his hands showed flaws. The horse lance in Wang Junlin's hand shook instantly, and more than a dozen lance heads appeared, Qiu Fu was slightly sluggish, and let out a miserable scream, he slowly lowered his head, looking at his chest in disbelief, his chest had been pierced by a lance, he didn't see the real body of the horse lance in Wang Junlin's hand just now, and then he was stabbed.
Qiu Fu suddenly burst out with an earth-shattering scream, this scream contained his endless despair and endless resentment towards many people, as well as thick unwillingness, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body weakened, and he died on Wang Junlin's horse lance.
Wang Junlin threw his body out and smashed the stunned palace guards down the stairs.
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