It seems that Liu Xuan is dead.

However, there was not the slightest despair on his face.

"Nope! How could I die! How could I die here! ”

Liu Xuan suddenly burst out with a violent roar: "I, Liu Xuan, am a man with the destiny of heaven!" When I don't want to die, even Heaven won't let me die! ”

Liu Xuan's handsome face was already hideous from the roar, and blood was also stained all over his body, and it was barely difficult to even stand up. But only his eyes are full of arrogance and confidence.

"Then when you die, go to your heaven." Han Zhuo coldly raised the long sword in his hand and placed it on Liu Zhuo's shoulder: "Since you are unwilling to accept my respect, then, it is up to me to do it." ”

The weak Liu Xuan no longer even had the strength to dodge the long sword. However, there was no trace of despair on his face until this point.

"Ah Xiu...... Believe in my brother's ......" Liu Xiu suddenly turned his head and smiled at Liu Xiu behind him: "I...... But the man who bears the destiny of heaven! ”

At the same time as Liu Xiu finished saying this, Liu Xiu only felt that the three marks on the back of his neck were faintly hot.

At this moment, he couldn't see it, these three imprints were flowing in red light, and there seemed to be countless ancient runes beating, mysterious and obscure, unspeakable.

Immediately after that, a breaking sound suddenly sounded, and it fell from the air with a scream.

Han Zhuo's brows furrowed slightly, and he retreated backwards. The moment he stepped back, a fist-sized ice ball landed where he had been standing, and ice chips flew everywhere. That force actually smashed the stone slabs on the ground into a deep pit.

"Who!"

Wang Mu was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly. He never thought that at this time, someone would come to save Liu Xuan and Liu Xiu.

The ice hockey ball was clearly aimed at Han Zhuo's fall. However, whether it was in the courtyard or above the courtyard wall, there was no half a figure.

What's more, from the perspective of the ice hockey falling, the direction of the throw is clear...... Heavenly!

Wang Mu raised his head and looked at the night sky. It was only at this time that he suddenly found that the stars and moons that were originally hanging in the sky had completely disappeared into the dark clouds at this time.

"Is it ......?"

Wang Mu just muttered, but before he finished speaking, he had already seen something that he couldn't believe in his life.

The puck was just the beginning. Now, more puck pucks are falling into the courtyard in a denser manner than the crossbow bolts on the street.

Han Zhuo waved his long sword and kept picking off the ice ball, trying to rush back in front of Liu Zhuo. However, the pucks were not only dense, but also too fast and powerful, and they almost seemed to be aimed at his body, forcing him to swing his sword to block. And every time the sword was swung out and collided with the ice ball, Han Zhuo's wrist was shaken by the fierce force.

This is not a weapon wielded in the hands of a person, and it cannot be unloaded with skill to provoke, but can only be fought and chopped away.

On the street outside the courtyard gate, the screams sounded again, but this time the screams came from...... Iron Battalion!

These pucks don't come from anyone, but ...... The true power of heaven and earth!

It's hail!

Wang Mu was stunned, and even Liu Xiu and Liu Jiu were stunned.

They watched as the hail fell densely from the sky, forcing Han Zhuo, who was already just a moment away from killing them. And on the street behind him, the ambush soldiers under Wang Mu on both sides were also smashed by the hailstone.

Hailstones the size of fists, falling from the sky, carried enough force to smash the slabs into the cracks. And what the consequences of smashing on people's heads can be imagined.

But--such a dense hailstorm, none of them fell on the top of Liu Xiu and Liu Xuan's heads, and none of them even fell on the heads of the Chung Ling Army!

It was as if it was an invisible giant umbrella, stretched out above their heads. Obviously, the hail around him fell like a torrential rain, but it was only above the heads of the Chung Ling army, and there was nothing empty.

Wang Mu's eyes widened and he took a step forward. However, just one step, under the eaves, several hailstones had already fallen on his head.

Jumping backwards, Wang Mu narrowly avoided the hailstones. However, the stone chips and ice slag that fell on the ground still scratched the painful marks on his face.

"This ...... How is this possible! ”

As if he had seen a ghost, Wang Mu looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"Let's go!"

Liu Xiu turned his head and pushed Liu Xiu hard, then jumped backwards and picked up Liu Ji from the ground.

Liu Ji carried Liu Ji, pulled Liu Xiu, turned his head and ran towards the gate of the courtyard. In the streets, the corpses of men and horses had fallen to the ground, but there were still a few horses, which miraculously escaped the rain of arrows, and wandered around the streets with their heads raised and neighing.

Liu Xiu and Liu Xiu rushed to the horse, turned over on the horse, and threw Liu Ji on the back of a horse. Although he was knocked over by Han Zhuo's knee before, and he almost couldn't move, but on horseback, Liu Ji still barely supported himself, stepped on the stirrup and grasped the reins, and followed behind the two with a painful face.

"South Gate! Retreat to the South Gate! ”

Liu Xiu opened his throat and shouted loudly to the remnants of the Chung Ling army.

On the street, it was exactly the same as in the courtyard. Dense hailstones continued to fall at both ends of the street, hitting the heads of the new troops, but just an arm's length away, the heads of the crowded Chung Ling army were empty. From the side, if it weren't for the darkness of the night, you could even see a clear dividing line, dividing the two spaces.

In Liu Xiu's shouting, the remnants of the cavalry of the Chungling Army were summoned one after another. Although the shield array and crossbow arrows on both sides had been completely disrupted and demoralized, it was just barely for survival that they gathered to advance towards the shield array. But now, they were completely shaken by the miraculous hailstone.

On your own side...... Is it really blessed by God?

Looking at the shield-raising soldiers at the front, they could only hold their heavy shields above their heads to resist the hail that kept falling in the sky, while the crossbow-wielding soldiers in the back row had no tools to rely on to shield, so they could only run and run under the hail with their heads in their hands.

The formation on the opposite side has been completely scattered. As long as you gather formation and launch a charge at this moment, then the seemingly impregnable barrier will disappear in an instant.

However, when Liu Xiu shouted to charge forward, none of the remaining cavalry of the Chungling Army dared to take a step forward.

Because one step ahead, there is a storm of hail! If you rush forward, you can easily break through the encirclement of the other party, but it also means that you will be caught in the hail

Just as the cavalry of the Chung Ling Army was hesitating, a riding figure rolled forward, accompanied by a loud shout.

"Destiny is mine! Rush with me! ”

Liu Xuan shouted violently, lifted the long knife in his hand, and rushed into the new army in front of him. Even though he had been seriously injured in the battle with Han Zhuo, the long knife in his hand was still as violent as a dragon.

The horse's hooves stomped through the already sparse shield in front of them, and the long knife slashed hard, and a New Army soldier who was holding his shield above his head to fend off the hail had been cut in two.

But what shocked everyone the most was that when Liu Jiu rushed into the array in front, none of the dense hail storms fell on top of his head. Not only that, but on his head, a small circular area appeared.

Beyond the vertical column, endless hail was still falling, but only inside the column, not a single hail fell. Not only that, no matter where Liu Jiuchong killed, the cylindrical space always surrounded him.

At this moment, everyone no longer had any doubts.

This vision that surpasses all human beings has made them completely believe in their hearts that their boss is indeed destined for heaven.

The remaining cavalry let out a shout in unison, and the horses followed closely behind Liu Jiu in front of them, and stepped towards the new army, which was completely scattered in formation.

After several rounds of arrow rain, there were only more than 100 cavalry left of the 500 Chungling Army. Under normal circumstances, morale would have collapsed at this moment. But at this moment, their morale is at an all-time high.

Break through! Break through! Break through!

The hailstones, which were denser and more powerful than the rain of arrows, became the outpost for their breakthrough, and when they broke into the formation of the new army, although the hail had disappeared, the long lance in their hands and the horses' hooves under their crotch dealt a heavy blow to the new army again.

The scattered formations were completely incapable of creating any resistance to the cavalry assault. Under the leadership of Liu Xuan, the cavalry of the Chung Ling Army successfully broke through the long street and headed towards the south of the city.

And it was only at this moment that the hail gradually disappeared from the sky.

Wang Mu took a deep breath and walked out of the steps under the eaves.

Han Zhuo slashed the last hail with a heavy sword, looked through the courtyard gate, and looked at the long street outside the gate that was already empty, only the corpses of people and horses remained.

In such a dense and sudden hailstorm, almost no one was spared. But the long sword in Han Zhuo's hand made him all over his body, and none of them were hit. Although the price is - he no longer has the strength to pursue Liu Xuan and others.

The ground in the courtyard is full of large and small ice hockey balls. Wang Mu squatted down, picked up one, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The ice hockey ball gradually melted in his palm, and the chill was transmitted from the palm to the body, but Wang Mu's heart at the moment was even colder than the ice ball in his palm.

Hail, which used to only appear in the summer, is now in the middle of winter in November. Not to mention...... Wherever they went, the hail avoided the eerie scene and only hit their own.

There is no word to explain this kind of thing that transcends all limits of imagination except destiny.