Qi Yufeng stood alone at the back of the camp, his eyes closed, as if nothing in this world had anything to do with him, and time seemed to be imprisoned at the moment he came out.

Finally, Mahad's voice broke the silence in his heart.

"Assassins, it's time for you to strike! Conquer this wall, and the strong will triumph, and the weak will ascend to heaven! ”

Qi Yufeng opened his eyes for the first time.

The eastern sky was shrouded in smoke and dust. In the unknown city in front of him, in the wisps of green smoke, only a vague silhouette can be seen.

The echoes of battle echoed in the air. The sounds of killing and dying screams from countless Assasin warriors and guards on the walls were mixed with the swords and swords and the bloody battlefield.

Another new cycle of reincarnation has begun gloriously.

Mahad and several other Assasin leaders watched the movement on the hills to the west.

"It seems that the assassins trained this time are very brave, and you have trained them very well." One of the emissaries complimented Mahad, and the others agreed, and they were all delighted to see the Assassins rushing towards the city gate in a frenzy, with only the thought of killing their opponents in their minds.

"The Mongol White Horde will eventually fall, and the next target is Mingjiao and that cripple!" Mahad said confidently.

The other Master Assassins were talking in private, and although they agreed with this view, the "lame" force still had the power of the Assasin faction, and there was still a long way to go if they wanted to completely wipe out all other forces, and now Mahad was using his troops. But it already seems too fanatical and adventurous.

"Break through the walls, and the strong will triumph. And the weak will ascend to heaven! Mahad's words filled Qi Yufeng's head, and his wish was his own. He obeyed his word at all times.

Qi Yufeng and the other assassins came to the city wall from the east under the cover of huge siege equipment, this is the third time he has come to this city wall, maybe the fourth, he didn't count much, just followed the order, driving himself to keep advancing.

It seems that from the moment he was ordered, he was eager to fight, and the double blade in his hand had become one of his qiē. Killing is as natural as breathing.

One by one, they climbed up the tall city wall from the siege engine, Qi Yufeng saw a Mongol with a white cloth wrapped around his head slashing at him with a saber, he didn't have time to unsheath, and immediately struck and broke his neck without hesitation.

On the ground, Assasin soldiers charged the walls in an attempt to climb up, but their ascent was not as dexterous as that of the well-trained Assassins, and the process was fraught with hardship and danger. Only a few will be able to venture to climb up, and they will immediately show that they are already in a situation where they are outnumbered. He was quickly hacked to death with a knife, and his body was dumped outside the city.

Qi Yufeng and the others quickly assembled into a team, like a tiger wolf. Rushing from the city walls to the city gates, hordes of guards shouted frantically. It was then torn apart by the twin blades of the Assassins, and fell like dead branches and leaves under the walls in the wind.

A group of Assassins moved forward quickly. Blood stained the battlements red, and the defenders quickly mobilized a group of archers, and under the greeting of bows and arrows and rocks, people around Qi Yufeng kept falling, and in the end, he was the only one, surrounded by nearly 100 people, constantly killing.

The sound of a horn sounded, it was the sound of retreat, Qi Yufeng glanced at the frightened enemy in front of him, who couldn't even hold a spear, suddenly jumped down, jumped into a damaged arrow tower, and then used his body to return to the rear against the surging crowd, silently leaving the battlefield.

Seeing him slowly walking back alone, Mahad opened his mouth, opened his arms, and laughed wildly: "You really look like a god of war!" ”

Qi Yufeng didn't say a word, just walked to his corner and silently closed his eyes.

For three days and three nights, they repeated this process, siege engines, arrow towers, and ladders, while the other party applied bows and arrows, long knives, and fire oil, and rested against the wind, ate, and then killed, and the cycle began over and over again.

It was not until the fourth day that Mashhad was finally broken by the Assasins, and the city was littered with corpses.

Qi Yufeng stood on the city tower, feeling the caress of the breeze, and saw a lonely eagle hovering high in the distance, and suddenly, a rabbit poked its head out of a hole outside the city, sniffed the air, hoping to smell the food, because of the loud noise of the war, it had not gone out for four days.

The eagle immediately caught a glimpse of it. Bringing his wings close to his body, he swooped straight down. Just as it was about to hit the ground, the eagle spread its wings violently, flapped the air current, and grabbed at it fiercely.

Just as it was about to plunge its sharp claws into the rabbit's back, the eagle suddenly sensed a hint of danger, and it flapped its wings in the air to dodge, but a strong palm had already grasped its neck, and with a strong grip, it was already dead.

Qi Yufeng let go of the eagle and raised his eyes to look back at the tall city wall, I swooped down from such a high place? His heart suddenly felt agitated.

On top of the walls, the other Assassins stared at him with fear, their eyes full of wonder and fear.

"He must be the chosen one of God."

"Almost as brave as the legendary Altaïr."

Amina walked to the city wall: "He jumped from here?" ”

"That's right," one of the Assassins saluted her, "he was like an eagle, even faster than an eagle, and in the blink of an eye, he passed from us, somehow and grabbed the eagle by the neck." ”

"He couldn't do this the other day when he was attacking the city, but now, he seems to be getting better." The other assassin looked at Amina with some fear.

Amina nodded thoughtfully, then said in a loud voice to the assassin, "This is the power of the true gods!" He has been blessed with the true God, and sooner or later you will receive this power as long as you can fear the gods and receive the teachings of the true God. ”

She just said it. He turned and walked down the wall.

On all the pillars of the city was a prisoner tied to them, and they were covered in scars. Bleeding profusely, once they were all noble officials. The priests, who conquered the land with blood and fire, and now, all the qiē are turned upside down.

In the garden of a courtyard, Qi Yufeng waved his twin blades and cut the three wooden figures in front of him to pieces with lightning speed, and then stood there dumbfounded.

"Very well," Amina clapped her hands, "I can't teach you anything more." Now you are more powerful than all the Assasin (i.e., the Assassins), even me and Mahad. ”

Qi Yufeng turned his head and looked at Amina in a daze, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, he didn't know why this messenger of the true god favored him so much, and he didn't know why he had such great power.

Amina looked at the familiar confused expression, tilted her head and asked, "Is there anything bothering you?" Even? ”

"A lot of things bother me," Qi Yufeng thought, and he licked his lips. Finally the question was asked: "Who is our enemy?" ”

Amina laughed when she heard this: "Ha, they are Mongols, pagans. They once brought the flames of war to the whole world, and now the time has come for reckoning. ”

"Mongols...... They look weak. Qi Yufeng listened to this familiar word. Said thoughtfully.

"Yes, they could have fought well. But more than a hundred years have passed, and greed and stupidity have surrounded them. Now they are facing only a dead end. ”

A young Mongolian boy shivered as he poured a cup of freshly brewed tea and accidentally splashed a few drops of water on the ground. Amina ignored it and took a few sips of tea politely.

"You will eventually be the sharpest blade of Assasin, and I, just wait for that moment." Amina glanced at Qi Yufeng with interest, then turned to leave, disappearing into the night.

Qi Yufeng looked at her back in a daze, and suddenly there was a hot current in his body that surged back and forth, he only felt a pain in his arm, and hurriedly looked down, but saw that the short little sword had been washed by water, and it was slightly blurred......

When Qi Yufeng arrived at Mahad's camp overnight, there were already sounds of fighting in the distance, and he saw the nobles who used to be powerful in the city kneeling in the corner and shivering, but he didn't have time to take a second look.

"Ha, my warrior, you're finally here." Under the arch of everyone, Mahad saw Qi Yufeng at the door at a glance, and he ignored the crowd and opened his arms to welcome Qi Yufeng.

He looked at Qi Yufeng with a smile and handed him a piece of parchment in his hand: "The enemy actually launched a counterattack from outside the city overnight, go, dispose of this guy." ”

Qi Yufeng took the parchment and opened it, but saw a portrait of a person painted on it, with broad eyebrows and deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and a tompy beard, about forty years old.

"These people all look the same......" he said to himself, but he naturally took on the task.

"What's the problem?" Mahad greeted with concern.

"I need a new sword." Qi Yufeng suddenly raised his head and said seriously.

It was the first time in months that he had made a request to Mahad.

Mahad looked at him with wide eyes, took a step forward, and looked down into his eyes: "What are you for?" ”

"Already...... It can't be used. Qi Yufeng pulled open the scabbard and took out his own double blades, only to see that it was rusty, and there were holes and curly blades everywhere.

"What an invincible warrior!" Mahad looked at the twin swords that had swept away the souls of the dead and praised with emotion.

"This is my negligence, Qi, you will be rewarded with the sharpest Damascus blade in the world, and my reward." Mahad patted Qi Yufeng on the shoulder, "You come with me." ”

Qi Yufeng followed him to a secret room behind the camp, where Mahad opened a chest studded with gold and precious stones, containing a full set of Assassin armor.

"Altaïr's armor, undamaged, the supreme relic of the Assasins." Mahad exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Qi Yufeng approached and saw that this set of armor was composed of metal and leather, the metal part shimmered with a golden luster, and the leather part was black or dark brown, and the armor on the chest was very special, not like ordinary armor, using a whole piece of plate armor, but composed of many overlapping small pieces of metal guard. It is carved with ornate Persian-style ornamentation.

Qi Yufeng put on the armor and tied the shin guards, he felt that it was very strong and strong, but it was very light to wear, he looked down, but saw that under the box, there was a matching black cloak, this cloak was very gorgeous, divided into three layers, each layer was longer than the previous layer, and the back was painted with gold threads like this mountain-like ornamentation, and the overall appearance was very similar to the wings of an eagle.

When his new weapon arrived, Mahad put on his cloak with his own hands, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Go now, my warrior, for he is in the enemy's largest barracks, or in the most heavily guarded places, and is easy to find." ”

Qi Yufeng didn't say anything, just nodded and turned to leave.

It wasn't until Qi Yufeng completely disappeared from his field of vision that a sly smile appeared on Mahad's face.

"You shouldn't give that relic to a heretic!" A calm voice rang out in Mahad's voice.

"But he's loyal to me now."

"The effects of the Holy Grass don't last long!" A figure on crutches slowly emerged from behind Mahad, his eyes shining and questioning at him.

"He's going to be a new saint, slaying all the heretics for us, and then getting his destiny, won't he?"

"I don't understand, Mahad, what the hell are you thinking?"

That's the end of our conversation, Jester. ”

Qi Yufeng carefully shuttled through the battlefield, suddenly his heart throbbed, a panic attacked him, he quickly flashed, jumped out of ten zhang away, where he was standing, five archers were suddenly blown up by a cannonball, and clothes and blood flew in the sky.

"The enemy is strong, far stronger than the previous ones." He calculated in his heart, looking at a huge cannon in the phalanx in the distance, white smoke kept drifting out from the muzzle, and around the cannon, a group of soldiers were busy passing shells around the cannon.

This is also a cannon? I seem to have seen stronger, more powerful weapons. Qi Yufeng only felt a headache, and then his ears were hot, and he quickly dodged.

The roar of the cannon completely overshadowed the sound of the battlefield, and the power of the concussion was inevitably affected even by the strongest martial arts, Qi Yufeng was like a shadow, shuttling through the darkness, white smoke and fires burning everywhere obscured his vision, but also covered his whereabouts.

Everywhere there were screams of pain from the wounded, and teams of assassins charged, and then all the troops were wiped out under sharp arrows and artillery fire, and even the rocks on the ground were punched with countless holes, and Qi Yufeng stood up from behind the rocks, soared into the sky through the smoke, and then swooped down. He used his cloak to cover his body firmly, withstanding most of the impact, and the rest of the stone arrows also passed past him.

"Fire!" Atil, the lord of the Chagatai Khanate, shouted excitedly, and then in front of him, there was a loud bang, as if swept by a hurricane, and the dense crowd of heretics all fell in one fell instantly.

"Okay, sweep clean, attack the West!" The West is where the city gates are, and when he gets there, he will destroy all these damned heretics, rescue the damned nobles, make them kneel before him, and then use this city as a foundation to deal with the damned "lame......

Suddenly, Adil felt himself enveloped in a shadow, and before he could look up, he heard a slight hissing sound, the sound of a sharp Damascus sword cutting through his flesh. (To be continued!)

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