Xiao Ling nodded in agreement, if the gun bearer was an ordinary person, Xiao Ling was confident that he would be able to avoid the bullet 100%, because the reaction speed of ordinary people was far from his. However, if the gun bearer was replaced by a super-first-class master like Happy Happy, it would be very difficult for Xiao Ling to avoid the bullets again.

This is not only because the master has a super-first-class reaction and speed, but also has an intuition that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, they aim more on the induction between the qi machine, so that it is not a lie, and this kind of near-locked induction is not easy to completely avoid.

Tonight's battle in Yecheng can be said to have completely subverted Xiao Ling's perception of war.

Yecheng was once the imperial capital of the Cao Wei regime, and now it is the imperial capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, which has been painstakingly managed by the emperors of successive dynasties for decades.

Although the troops in Yecheng are empty because of repeated failures, the defenders of the outer city and the inner city add up to 70,000 people, plus the samurai families raised by high-ranking officials and nobles, there are nearly 100,000 people who can fight, and the 100,000 people who attack the city may not be possible, but the defense of the city can exert its strength.

However, no matter how hard Yecheng was, there were 100,000 armor soldiers, but it was still broken in an instant and was attacked by the army led by Xingxing. Although there are reasons why the joy came too suddenly, Yecheng was caught off guard, and there are also traitors in the city, which made them unable to guard against it, but the more important thing is the power of gunpowder.

Who would have thought that the gunpowder, which was not good-looking, would be as powerful as it would directly blow up the strong Yecheng Gate. And this sudden, earth-shattering change did not cause much damage, but the shock he brought to everyone was unparalleled.

Although Happy is anxious and irritable, he still guards a trace of sanity, and seems to act recklessly, but every step of the plan is not carefully thought out beforehand.

Blowing up the city gate with gunpowder and taking the lead made the defenders of Yecheng shocked and demoralized, and Lu Zhishen's 50,000 army just drove straight in. There is already an internal response in the city, coupled with the control and assassination of the senior generals in the army by the Dragon Soul Squad, which makes the defenders leaderless and chaotic, if Lu Zhishen can't control the outer city, it is really intolerable.

In front of the palace, Gao Wei killed Gao Wei's guards, although it was improvised, aiming to rescue those palace maids and eunuchs, but the pistol was planned by Gao Xing a long time ago, the purpose was also to shock everyone and break the morale of the Royal Forest Army.

After happily ascending the imperial city, like a mad demon slaughtering the Quartet, shooting Han Changluan in the chaotic battle, Wu Sangui concocted gunpowder to blow up the imperial city, which made the enemy's army confused, and was finally defeated by Lu Zhishen.

Yecheng, which can be called the city's strongest city, was broken so easily, and now it is a little like a dream, unbelievable, but the shock brought to Xiao Ling by the thermal weapon is incomparable. As a top killer, he was shocked to find that assassination with a pistol was much more effective than the Golden Moon Scimitar and hidden weapon in his hand.

"Phew—"

As they spoke, the two came to a water source. happily turned over and dismounted, looking at the sweaty and bloody BMW wearing rough, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes. Gently stroked the horsehair that was close to the neck after being wet, signaled it to drink water, and happily came to the water's edge, picked up a handful of clear river water and splashed it on his face, a cool and straight to the bottom of his heart, so that he was happy, and poured a few handfuls of water on his face in a row, not only the tiredness of the body went a little, but the nervous and anxious mood was also slightly relaxed, that is, the heavy evil and anger on the happy body seemed to be lighter.

"Whew-"

After drinking the river water again, he raised his head and exhaled a long breath of turbidity, as if he wanted to dispel all the boredom in his heart.

"Are you alright?" As he spoke, Xiao Ling handed over the air-dried meat.

Nodding happily, he took the jerky and ate it in large pieces. A tragic battle, and another rush all the way, at this time he was indeed hungry. It didn't take long for him to wipe out the jerky in his hands, burp a long sigh of relief, and sit happily and lazily on the rocks by the river, and only then did his tense body and mind relax a little.

Since consulting Sun Simiao, these days Happy has been paying attention to calming down and cultivating his body and mind, hoping to slowly get rid of his demons and make further progress in martial arts, but the news of Lu Hanyue's sudden serious injury made all his efforts these days go down to water. Not only that, but the mood swings became more and more intense, especially after handing over the Buddha pendant to Sun Simiao, the bloodthirsty killing thoughts and anger in his heart tonight were almost impossible to suppress.

It was only at this time, far away from the battlefield and running wildly all the way, that the bloodthirsty killing intent in his heart had subsided a lot, and the true qi in his body had finally returned to peace, and he was no longer restless and relaxed.

"If you don't have to, you'd better shoot less lately!" Xiao Ling glanced at the smile on the corner of his happy mouth, and he couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed in his tone.

Happy shook his head and sighed. Although he also knew that he was not suitable to use force recently, not everything was under control. After a pause, he looked at Xiao Ling happily and seriously, "Thank you." Xiao Ling smiled faintly and did not speak again. Happy sighed again, "It's not too early, let's go!" With that, he got up and jumped on the horse, shook the reins of the horse and continued to gallop towards Jinyang.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.

To the north of Yecheng, in the mountains on the outskirts of a small county under the jurisdiction of Xiangguo County.

It's April, the spring breeze is warm, everything is recovering, and the fresh greenery has dispelled the yellow of Xiao Suo, making the mountains more majestic and beautiful, full of vitality. And in the depths of this group of mountains, there is a small mountain villa located in the middle of the period.

There are mountains outside for environmental protection, and there are huge trees and dense forests inside, and there are few pedestrians here, so this mountain villa is rarely known in the world, and who would have thought that in this small county, this remote mountain villa in the mountains is the center of the famous Lunatic Cult?

Although it was already the silence of the night, the meeting hall of the Moon Worship Villa was brightly lit and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

There were eight people sitting in the chamber, men and women, all white-haired old men, all dressed in gray cloth shirts, and Liu Zhong was also among them, and he was sitting on the right side of the three first seats.

In the middle sat an old woman, goosebumps, with a withered face, her body tightly confined in a chair, her eyes lowered, and her breath faint, as if she was about to die. On the chair on the left is a slightly blessed old man, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, full of red light, like a grandfather next door, but the sharp and spicy flashes between the opening and closing of his eyes are as chilling as a poisonous snake.

"Yecheng is broken, Yecheng is actually broken?!" The Great Elder of the Moon Worship Sect, Liu Zhong, twisted the beard of his chin with one hand, muttering to himself, his expression was in a trance, like a demonic barrier, until he pulled off a strand of his beard with excessive force, and the sharp stinging sensation made him wake up, but his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Say it again, how did Yecheng break?" Liu Zhong grabbed the guards on both sides with both hands, leaned forward, and stared at a middle-aged man kneeling in the conference hall with sharp eyes.

The middle-aged man is dressed in straw sandals, with a thick face and a dark complexion, if he looks like an ordinary mountain village man on the surface, he is actually a core disciple of the Lunatic Worship Sect with unique skills, and the leader of the intelligence agency lurking in Yecheng. Zhang Shunzhi's beggars were able to be uprooted by the Lunatic Cult overnight, and this person can be said to have contributed a lot.

The middle-aged man's skills are not weak, but under Liu Zhong's faintly exuding momentum and the majesty of the superiors, he still feels that he can't breathe well, and cold sweat breaks out.

Despite this, the middle-aged man's voice was still trembling, "Back to the words of the second elder, tonight I only heard a loud noise, and the south gate of Yecheng was shattered, and the 50,000 army of happy people attacked the city, and a team of black-clothed masked people infiltrated and subdued the senior generals in the city at a very fast speed, so that the defenders in the city were leaderless, so that they were broken by happy people. ”

"Men in black? How's it going? Liu Zhong raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

"The skill is not too high, but the shot is very spicy, good at assassination, if one of his subordinates can still win, if it is two, his subordinates can only barely resist, if it is three people, his subordinates will definitely die!" As he spoke, the middle-aged man couldn't help coughing twice, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Liu Zhong frowned, and asked again, "How many of them are there?" ”

"No less than 100 people!"

As soon as these words came out, several old men sitting in the hall suddenly gasped, and the old woman in the center of the first seat suddenly opened her eyes, and two sharp swords like essence shot out, which made the kneeling middle-aged man snort, closed his eyes in pain, and his face became extremely pale.

You must know that although the middle-aged man is hidden in the shadows, his skills are no less than those of Zhao Ziming and other Dharma protectors, but he is happy that the two of his subordinates are comparable to a Dharma protector, and they are still more than 100 people in the formation of strength, how terrible is this.

These eight people in the council hall are the elders of the Moon Worship Sect, and their martial arts are all of the world's first-class level, any person who stomps his feet can shake the rivers and lakes three times, but even they dare not say that they can retreat under dozens of Dharma protectors, let alone face an army that is good at combined attacks and is not afraid of death, not to mention the odds of victory, I am afraid that their lives will be at risk.

"You go down first to recuperate!" Liu Zhong waved his hand to signal the middle-aged man to retreat, and then he looked sideways at the old woman beside him, and said with a heavy face: "Great Elder, what do you think?" ”

"Needless to say, I'm glad that my strength is getting stronger and stronger now, if you don't kill it as soon as possible, the soldiers will be in endless trouble in the future!" Before the old woman could speak, the fat old man on the other side said angrily: "Happy thief is bold and reckless, kill my Moon Worship Sect disciples, if you don't kill him, how can you be angry, if you don't kill him, how can my Moon Worship Sect's hundreds of years of foundation be inherited?" ”