Chapter 238: Moths to the Fire

"Boom!"

The dull roar woke up the sleeping Qinghe City.

On the tall city wall, the officers and soldiers guarding the city looked at the direction of the valley and the fire rising into the sky, with a look of horror.

The movement was too loud, and they all felt a tremor under their feet.

Looking at the Yejia Wharf in the east, it was also on fire, and several boats on the river were burning.

The officers and soldiers were condescending, and they could vaguely see figures swaying in the firelight, samurai falling from the sky.

The middle-aged officer said regretfully: "It's a pity, if you give Wen Jiantang a few more years, it may not be the end." ”

The deputy beside him whispered, "My lord, Ye Changsheng, is he really dead?"

When the soldiers around him heard this, they pricked up their ears.

If in recent years, who has been in the limelight the most, then there is no doubt that the gray hair of Liuhe County is immortal.

Although they are not from Liuhe County, they are from Jiufeng Province after all, and every time someone mentions Ye Changsheng, everyone is honored.

Unlike Shenguangtang, Ye Changsheng is a real commoner, and after immigration, his sudden rise carries the dreams and expectations of countless people.

In their hearts, they hoped that Ye Chang was living and could continue the legend of a civilian.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the middle-aged officer nodded with a deep pain: "Dead, otherwise, how could Shenguang Hall be so unscrupulous?"

Everyone looked at the night sky lit up by firelight in the distance, and was silent.

The war between the Sword Hall and the Divine Light Hall is definitely not that simple.

Even the high-ranking county guards only have the part of obeying orders, what can they do?

I can only pretend that nothing happened, pretend that I don't know anything, just like the people in this city.

When everyone was silent, a group of people walked quickly towards the city gate on the dark street.

The soldiers standing at the city gate lit torches and shouted, "Stop!"

Ask the captain of the guard of the Qinghe City branch of the Sword Pavilion, Hu Changchun, his eyes are red, and he said loudly: "We are the people who ask the Sword Pavilion, we have something important to go out of the city!"

On the city wall, the middle-aged officer rushed over when he heard the sound, and his deep gaze swept towards everyone under the city.

More than a hundred people, and even some of the servants in slave clothes, had long packages in their hands, bulging bags, and weapons wrapped around them at a glance.

Look at those warriors again, one by one, wearing strong suits and hanging long swords from their waists, the murderous aura on their bodies has spread out irrepressibly.

In peacetime, the officers would have opened the gates for them, since the county guard was still neutral at that time.

But not anymore.

Besides, if these people go and die, why bother?

The middle-aged officer said loudly: "The county guard has an order, no one is allowed to leave the city without permission, you go back, don't embarrass us!"

Hu Changchun said proudly: "Lord Zhang, we are not embarrassed for you, after we go out, we will not come back!"

Zhang Jian listened to Hu Changchun's sonorous words, looked at the resoluteness in Hu Changchun's eyes, and couldn't help but be moved.

Looking at the Ye family warriors behind Hu Changchun, the family Ding also had a resolute look.

They really didn't want to come back alive.

Zhang Jian fell into the battle between heaven and man, gritted his teeth for a moment, and said loudly: "Come on, open the city gate!"

The adjutant beside him hurriedly stopped: "My lord, by all means, if the county guard investigates it, you and I can't afford it." ”

Zhang Jian said coldly: "If I don't fulfill them, what face will I have to stand on this city wall? You can rest assured, I will bear whatever happens!"

The closed city gate slowly opened, Hu Changsheng took a deep breath, bowed to Zhang Jianyi on the city wall, and walked out with his subordinates.

Out of the city gate, more than a hundred people let go of their bodies and ran wildly towards the dock.

On the dock, which was about to fall silent, the shouts of killing sounded again.

In the blazing firelight, Zhang Jian and the soldiers stood on the city wall, with tears in their eyes, looking at the warriors and family members of the Ye family, who fell in a pool of blood one by one.

Their white clothes are so conspicuous that Zhang Jian can even see the maple leaf on Hu Changchun's chest.

Blood flowers bloomed, and red spread across Hu Changchun's chest.

Eventually, he turned into a maple leaf, fell in a pool of blood, and fell in the tumbling flames.

The earth fell silent, followed by earth-shattering cheers.

Ask Jiantang, defeated!

The same scene happened in Bei'an City and in Momoyama City.

The Yejia Wharf outside the two county towns was occupied by the surging warriors of the Shenguangtang who came like pushing towers along the river.

Blood stained the docks and the rushing rivers.

Outside Liuhe City, the sound of killing on the dock shook the sky.

Just when Ye Xiangnan and Xin Wuguo were about to lose their support, the Wu family warriors and the Earl's Mansion warriors who were ambushed on both sides killed them at the same time, setting off a frenzy of counterattacks.

Outside Nine Winds City, the same shouts of killing on the dock shook the sky.

Ye Xiangdong led eight hundred warriors, as well as a thousand warriors from the Zi family and the Bai family, and surrounded the samurai of the Thousand Divine Light Hall.

Ye Xiangdong changed from the madness and killing of the past, but stood on the periphery, looking at the two sides of the bloody battle with a cold gaze.

He was given the order to kill all these people slowly, not quickly.

In the night sky, more than a dozen figures scurried back and forth, and the sword light in the hands of the masters sometimes pierced the night sky, bringing out bewitching blood flowers.

Zhang Daoxu stood below, holding a crossbow bow, and if he didn't make a move, he would inevitably pierce the body of a master.

One of the four leaders of the Shenguangtang Warrior Regiment, Wu Anguo, had four or five arrows stuck in his body, still gritting his teeth to support it, and he was entangled with Zhang Daoxu's eldest disciple Chen Sheng.

The provincial wharf is crucial, and Wu Anguo had predicted that they would meet with stubborn resistance.

But he never expected that they would not only be met with stubborn resistance, but also besieged by the Ye family warriors who were almost twice as strong as him.

What frightened him even more was that the Ye family warriors besieging them didn't seem to be in a hurry to settle this battle.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the madman Ye Xiangdong not to join the battle group, and the master of the crossbow would have been able to kill them a long time ago.

The samurai of the Kamikodo kept falling to the ground, but they gave people a neat and strange feeling.

Control, that's right, the rhythm of attack and killing was controlled by the Ye family warriors!

In the east of the city, in the hall of the headquarters of the Shenguang Hall, the hall master Shen Haishan sat on the chair, his eyes were blazing, and from time to time, a hideous and crazy look appeared on his face.

This time, the Divine Light Hall poured out, and with the assistance of the warriors of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, it was enough to sweep through the fleet and docks of the Sword Hall.

Although he was sitting here, his heart had already flown to the battlefields, watching the warriors of the Ye family fall, and watching the warriors of the Shenguang Hall cheering.

Suddenly, an irritable look appeared on his face, and he asked in a cold voice, "Isn't the battle outside Nine Winds City over yet?!"

A spy standing in the hall hurriedly announced: "Half an hour ago, my subordinates sent someone to investigate, and Ye Xiangdong's resistance was fierce. ”

Intense?

Of course, it's intense, Ye Xiangdong, that madman, I'm afraid that because of Ye Changsheng's death, he is becoming even more crazy.

Shen Haishan glanced at a middle-aged man sitting under him, and ordered: "Wu Anbang, you take another team of men and horses, go to the dock immediately, and you will definitely solve the battle before dawn!"

(End of chapter)