Chapter 42: Xiliang City

Xiliang City was built in the desert, flat on all sides, there is no danger to rely on, and in the place outside the plug, it is the city of trade between the Divine Dynasty and the Western Barbarians, and the prosperity of the Western Regions is extremely strong, so there are heavy guards to ensure stability. In the evening, the city is backed by the glow, and it has a rugged and heroic beauty.

A row of soldiers stood guard at the head of the city, echoing with their colleagues on the two-cornered watchtowers, and if something happened, they could immediately notify the city and form a first-line defense.

But in the land of Xiliang, who doesn't know the great name of the Xiliang Army? For more than 100 years, no one has dared to come to this city to make trouble, whether it is a wilderness outside the city or a thief in the country. Even if the old man of the blood eagle is not famous, he only dares to run rampant elsewhere, how dare he touch the moldy head of the Xiliang army?

As the sun sets, the gates of Xiliang City will be closed. The soldiers at the head of the city looked down at the merchants entering and leaving the city gates, and watched the people from afar bypass the city and go further west, their eyes full of disdain and indifference.

Those people are people who have made a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes, and those who have never had an accident pass by here and honestly come into the city to stay for one night. Those who have been born, regardless of whether the avatar is hung on the city wall or not, only dare to walk around the road, honestly clamping their tails, but when they enter the city, they dare not have even the slightest luck.

"Poof! Poop! Poop! ”

The ringing of a bell rang in the middle of the city, and it spread to the city gate. Someone shouted, "The hour has come, seal the door!" ”

After saying a word, the people at the city gate hurriedly ran up and hurried to get in and out of the door at the last moment.

The heavy and tall gates of the city slowly closed, and those who went out passed, and those who could not pass could only honestly wait for the next day to come in and out.

"Keep people under the door!"

Suddenly there was a shout in the distance. The soldiers at the head of the city and on the watchtower all looked at the sound, and saw a man and a horse hurrying forward, and not far behind the man, a short, thin figure was like flying, and he was in hot pursuit.

"Jianghu people!"

Someone shouted from the watchtower.

"Take it!"

The commander at the head of the city said.

Immediately there were soldiers with bows and arrows.

The meaning of taking it is to make people lose their combat effectiveness, and then they will be captured. For the Xiliang Army, it is very common to greet with a bow and arrow, and then welcome with a rope.

The people who came on horseback outside the city wanted to know this, and suddenly held up a sign and shouted: "Wang Chuan, the six gates of the capital, please let go." ”

"Close!"

The commander said.

As he spoke, Wang Chuan had already hurried to the city gate, and when he heard the commander's words, he hurriedly said, "Don't take it!" Don't take it! Greet the bandits in the back for me! ”

The man behind was in hot pursuit. The commander on the city wall heard the sound and said: "Release!" ”

"Huh"

More than a dozen arrows flew out at the same time, and the sounds were stacked on top of each other. Wang Chuan turned his head and saw that Mrs. Fu sprang up like a monkey, turned over, rolled on the ground, and avoided several arrows.

However, the Western Liang Army is equipped with the best weapons of the Divine Dynasty, and the bows and arrows are all specially made. No matter how high the martial arts person's kung fu is, in the face of such a weapon, such a well-trained large-area strike, he can't completely dodge, and he can only try his best to avoid the vital points for the remaining arrows.

"Poof, poof, poof, poof"

The arrow pierced into his arm and leg, and the man finally lost his strength and fell to the ground, unable to come any further.

"Whew"

Wang Chuan let out a long sigh, he was finally safe.

Fortunately, the horse left by the dragon catcher ran fast enough to pull the old lady Fu a little farther, otherwise the flower, the old woman heard her words, followed a stop, and then told two more lies, and then followed in Fushanzhuang, let Xiliangjun put down the bow and arrow, and he was afraid that he could only continue to get along with this old lady day and night, and he would be a snake.

In the face of this short, rickety old lady, she can really only dance with wolves like a weak and kind little sheep.

The most important thing is that along the way, the dragon catcher and his party left Wang Chuan behind, and let Mrs. Fu chase him all the way, every time he was killed by Mrs. Fu, Wang Chuan could only use the stalk of Journey to the West to lure out another personality of Mrs. Fu in order to save his life. But the problem is that all the way to Xiliang City, Mrs. Fu has gradually become immune to it, and she has stopped answering many stalks of Journey to the West.

It's horrible!

The gates slowly opened a crack. Several soldiers in armor stepped out. At the head of the city is the commander of the city.

With a wave of his hand, the commander surrounded Wang Chuan, and the others went to Mrs. Fu's side. Wang Chuan reminded loudly: "Be careful, that old lady is a martial arts master, very powerful." ”

"It doesn't matter."

The commander waved his hand and said, "This catcher, please show me the sign to verify your identity." ”

"Please."

Wang Chuan handed over the sign of catching fast, and at the same time turned his head to look behind him. A few soldiers over there went over, first surrounded the old lady Fu, circled the rope, and tied the old lady Fu up. The old woman was already injured, and she was powerless to resist in the face of such a neat and tacit bondage control.

Wang Chuan watched the actions of the soldiers, and couldn't help but think of the education learned in the six doors, and sighed in his heart, fighting really still depends on cooperation and tacit understanding.

However, in comparison, the cooperation of the Six Door Catchers is indeed too far behind these well-trained soldiers of the Xiliang Army. With the same manpower, it is absolutely impossible to hold Mrs. Fu so easily, but for these Xiliang Army, it is a very simple thing.

However, the functions of the Six Gates and the Xiliang Army are different, each has its own strengths, and it is normal that it is inferior to the army in terms of training and cooperation.

"Let go of me. The old body is blessed with good Zhuang Shan Shoukang, you dare to be disrespectful to the old body? What a guts! ”

The old woman struggled and screamed.

The soldiers hesitated for a moment, but did not relax the rope in their hands, but just stopped their movements and turned their eyes to the commander.

"Fushanso? Shan Shou Kang? ”

The commander smacked his lips and suddenly realized, "Oh, old lady Fu! ”

"It's the old body."

Old Lady Fu also calmed down and snorted coldly, "You know who the old body is, why don't you let go of the old body quickly?" Is it really that the old body is an ignorant bandit? ”

"Wait a minute, old man. Let's wait until I'm done with the business at hand. ”

The commander carefully checked the identity tag in his hand and said, "Is Liang Zhutou good?" I had a friendship with Liang Zhutou in Beijing back then, I don't know how he is now, can he be promoted? ”

Wang Chuan said: "Liang Zhutou is still the head catcher, and his body is very tough. The boy Wang Chuan is serving under Liang Zhutou. This time, it was Liang Zhutou who sent me to Xiliang. ”

"Tough?"

The commander looked strange and didn't say anything more. Wang Chuan's face suddenly became strange. Looking at the commander's face, how could Wang Chuan not think of the joints? I'm afraid of Liang Zhutou's hobbies and temperament, and the adult in front of him knows it very well. When you talk about toughness, why don't you understand?

The two were silent and tacit. Over there, the old lady Fu was panting heavily, still tied, but as if forgotten.