Street East and West Walk.

The eastern offensive held by Liangqing was the most violent; On the other side, the arrows were much more sparse, apparently trying to force the group away to the west.

Countless long irons with pointed and round bodies shuttled in and out of the arrows, puffing into the tall beams and broad columns on both sides of the street.

The shape of the front end of the long iron is no different from the iron nail, nearly a foot long, two inches in diameter, I don't know why the utensils are issued, the castration is extremely strong, as soon as it enters the beam and column, it is not, the tail end that is deliberately flattened and widened is stuck on the surface, obviously pulling something, the arrow sweeps through its shuttle trajectory, and the unprovoked end changes direction.

Mu Dianke understood what he was in

- It's a wind-cutting iron!

It's not the last time I encountered it on the streets of Gusu, which can only be pulled into more than ten zhang of wind and iron in a three-five-line cluster, but a whole five large nets regardless of the cost and at any cost, a tight cover - all the ways out are blocked, except for the ground.

Under the attack of the rain of arrows, Chang Qianfo and a few people had no time to stop the long iron that the lead thread was weaving, and it only took a moment of effort, and the net cage was completed.

Chang Qianfo is a lone seedling for two generations of the Chang family, and from the perspective of outsiders, he must have been spoiled and raised. In fact, Chang Jihai is both kind and harsh to this only grandson who will carry a big burden in the future, and beats him from time to time, so he has cultivated his calm mind in case of trouble.

At present, Chang Qianfo saw very clearly, once the net cage was weaved, he and Liangqing and others were trapped in the cage, but they were afraid that they would not be able to wait for rescue, so they were fired into a sieve by thousands of arrows.

For today's plan, only by desperately highlighting one person, cleaning up the periphery, and waiting for help, can we get a glimmer of life.

With Mu Dianke with him, it is difficult to get out. I can only rely on Liangqing.

At the moment, he made up his mind, took a big step forward, urged the internal force of the whole body, focused on the spine of the knife, and struck wildly, knocking away several long irons in front of him.

A brief gap suddenly appeared in the dense line track.

The price was an arrow in the forearm of Chang Qianfo.

"Let's go!" He shouted, hard and strong.

Liangqing's eyebrows jumped, and he only hesitated for a moment, and then waved his knife and rushed out in the face of the impenetrable rain of arrows.

As soon as Liangqing went, the pressure to resist the arrow attack from the east fell on Chang Qianfo alone.

Mu Dianke was damaged in his muscles and bones, and although he held a short sword, he couldn't catch the power of the arrow and couldn't help. The coachman had to deal with stray arrows from the west, and it was impossible to have both sides.

Chang Qianfo took a step back, avoiding the edge of the long iron, and only concentrating on intercepting the arrow, so as not to hurt Mu Dian and the coachman behind him.

He was known for his kung fu in his hands, his shoulders, elbows, arms and fingers were flexible, and he turned his wrists and arms with the pain of arrows, and the heavy iron knife was danced by him into a round shield that could be shrunk and moved, although the arrows were as dense as rain, they could not be broken.

Mu Dian can be tightly bound by Chang Qianfo waist and stuck to his arms.

She knew her current physical condition, and she didn't dare to make trouble for Chang Qianfo, so she had to be obediently led by Chang Qianfo to move left and right, helplessly becoming a burden to him.

The rain seems to be lighter.

Mu Dianke raised his face, looked at the sky with his gaze against Chang Qianfo's rain-soaked neck, and struggled to see a thin silver filament in the fading rain line.

If she read that right, the thread was slowly moving down.

From the launch of the offensive to now, it has only been a short moment, and she has not had time to figure out the other party's plot, and at this moment, she has a clear feeling in her heart, but she sees life from this extremely dangerous and evil realm.

At the beginning of the attack, she felt strange. If it were up to her to arrange this ambush, she would have laid ambush on the corridors on both sides of the street, waiting for the horses and chariots to come into range and fire arrows from all sides. Never give the other party a chance to breathe and escape.

Now it seems that the other party either underestimates the enemy, or hates her very much, and wants to torture her little by little, and even defeat her with this slow killing method, so as to obtain a great pleasure of achievement.

Either way, it's a good thing for her.

The armor soldiers on the east side of the street obviously did not expect Liangqing to abandon the main breakthrough and break through, and in a panic, they immediately resumed their formation and fired crossbows.

Liangqing stepped on the rain and ran on the long street, splashing waist-deep waves everywhere he passed. The black black iron knife was no longer visible, and pushed up a solid high wall in front of him, advancing all the way, smashing the oncoming arrows backwards.

This is no longer human, it can be called a miracle of gods and demons!

The armor soldiers in the front row had weak knees and could hardly hold crossbows.

You must know that it is a good celebration, and it is Changjiabao's great "crazy knife" that crushes all foreign enemies. Without the Wind Cutting Iron as a barrier, all of them would be no match for each other in such close proximity.

Facing each other, especially momentum.

No one in Liangqing can withstand this full and terrifying fighting intent.

There were still a few feet away, and the armor had already abandoned the crossbow and turned to run towards the entrance of the long street.

Liangqing shouted violently, jumped up, and swooped down, like a mad tiger out of the cage, his eyes full of violent murderous aura.

A gust of wind swept through the rain, and the long knife slashed down, and five more heads were on the ground, and the bones rolled to the sides of the street.

This battle cannot be called a battle at all, but a one-sided slaughter.

However, in just a few breaths, the unstoppable armored soldier who had just shot with a crossbow and bow became a pile of dead corpses stacked horizontally and vertically in the middle of the road.

The disadvantage of waiting to be killed in the urn was greatly reversed by Liangqing's successful breakthrough.

The sudden change in East Street made the crossbowmen on West Street feel a chill in their lips and teeth, and gave birth to a deep horror and incredulity.

It stands to reason that in this kind of rainstormy weather, Buche Feng Iron Iron was chosen to kill people, and the location was Sajin Street, where the road was wide and straight, and cars and horses could gallop at a gallop, and this ambush could be said to have taken advantage of the time and place, and there was no possibility of missing.

But it just missed.

From the beginning, Chang Qianfo and his entourage retreated inexplicably; to the Liangqing Shechang, which is known for its loyalty, and the Thousand Buddhas broke through alone; and then to the total destruction of the East Street armor; They are indeed losing frequently.

"Good master!" Mu Dianke shouted loudly through the rain curtain, pointed to the top of his head, and then to both sides: "There is a mechanism in the building, and the wind cutting iron is falling." ”

Liangqing's face changed drastically, and without waiting to turn back, the two shops on both sides of the street were wide open, and the figures in blue and gray robes flew out of the doorway, and everyone was holding a long sword, and quickly assembled into a formation.

There are seven people in blue robes, standing in a bucket shape; There are also two gray robes, assisted by the left and right, and the trace is uncertain.

——Seven appear and two are hidden, presenting the "Big Dipper Nine Star Array".

Now Mu Dian finally knew who was going to kill her.

Although both groups of archers wore the armor and boots of the Tiger Battalion, and the crossbows they held were also the standard of the army, the pace of their march was obviously different from that of the well-trained soldiers in the army.

Fang Xian was obviously blamed.

Since it was a group of Taoist priests who came, Xin Wei himself must have arrived.

In a slightly narrow ironware shop on the side of the street, a white-eyed old man slowly opened his eyes. Lao Dao was dressed in a gray-blue cloth robe, his arms were holding white dust, his long beard was hanging down his knees, and his body was like a mantis.

"Mu Si - a fierce enemy," the old man said slowly, "You must not get rid of it." ”