Menghuan Chilong did not rush upward, but first looked around, and found that although there was a temporary bridge on the moat, there were too many clansmen who could escape, and they had to move one by one, so that many people were crowded by the moat, which also made the people of the Duanzheng Dynasty have a target to attack.

Fortunately, the city walls were now brightly lit, and the archers of the city guard were already lined up by the walls, all their bows raised at forty-five degrees, and they were firing arrows at the pursuing upright people.

It's just that Long Qifeng didn't seem to expect such a big change, there are not many archers on the city wall, and although the flying arrows suppressed the people of the Duanzheng Dynasty and caused casualties among the people of the Duanzheng Dynasty, they could not make the people of the Duanzheng Dynasty give up the pursuit.

The splatters of blood, the screams of pain, and the roars of rage spurred the soldiers of the Righteous Dynasty even more frantically towards the moat, as if they were about to take the city in one fell swoop.

When Meng Huan Chilong saw it, he hurriedly shouted: "Lord of the army, call the archers on the city wall to go to the moat and blast them back with a talisman." Don't do anything to that white-haired ghost, he's mine. ”

When Long Qishui heard the shouting, he also shouted at the city wall, because he also found a problem after hearing Meng Huan Chilong say this.

Originally, the city wall was twenty zhang away from the moat, and the moat was nearly ten zhang wide, plus the people of the upright dynasty, before they approached the moat, the distance was a little far, about fifty zhang, and there were not many archers on the city wall, so the power of the arrows to suppress the upright dynasty people was not enough, if all of them were pressed up to attack, coupled with the lethality of the talisman, they could suppress the upright dynasty people.

Hearing Meng Huan Chilong's shout, Long Qifeng on the city wall also understood, and immediately ordered the soldiers to rush to the moat from the side gate of the city gate to attack the people of the upright dynasty who were chasing behind.

Meng Huan Chilong shouted at the soldiers brought by Long Qishui: "Archers, listen to the orders of the army, attack collectively, suppress them, and control the rhythm of their advance. ”

And the Menghuan Mountain Tiger had just blown up the patriarch in disgrace, and now he wanted to show a good performance, so he forcibly rushed forward, preparing to kill the white-haired Shura people who rushed ahead.

Meng Huan Chilong grabbed him, took out a stack of talismans, and said: "Quick, tell the soldiers to wrap up the talismans, you organize people to blow them up properly, shoot at the crowded places, don't waste it on me." ”

Just now he wanted to rush over and fight hard with the white-haired Shura people, it can be seen that the person's skills are not weak, it is estimated that he will not win the fight for a while and a half, there is no need to fight, the current situation, as long as he protects the clansmen across the river, it is equivalent to a great success.

Those Wu Clan soldiers with fireball charms, thunderbolt charms and other attacking talisman arrows flew out. When those talisman arrows exploded behind the shieldmen of the Righteous Dynasty, the people of the Righteous Dynasty were in chaos again, and all the soldiers scattered.

Seeing that the people of the Duanzheng Dynasty were in chaos, Meng Huan Chilong also told the soldiers to stop attacking, because now they only need to delay time and try to let the clansmen cross the river. At the same time, he wanted to give the soldiers time to wrap in the talisman, so he stood there and looked at the chaotic upright dynasty soldiers.

It's just that his eyes have been on the white-haired Shura people, and it is estimated that this person is the commander of these upright dynasty people, because his orders determine the actions of the soldiers of the upright dynasty.

The white-haired Shura people also stopped because of the talisman arrows, looked back at their team, and found that the shield bearers in the queue basically protected themselves, but the archers behind them were in chaos, with corpses lying on the ground, and more people were injured and screamed in pain.

Those shield bearers are not close to the Wu people, which means that they have no combat power. Archers who can attack from a distance, but have no protection ability, this explosion is equivalent to the entire team has no combat effectiveness.

Seeing such a result, his eyes were fixed on the red dragon, because the command just now was given by this young man.

Not to be outdone, Meng Winding Red Dragon looked at the white-haired Shura people.

The soldiers of the city guards who resisted, seeing that the white-haired Shura people had stopped pursuing, they all supported the wounded soldiers and retreated in the direction of Yitian City, while the rescued clansmen retreated faster. After a while, the soldiers around Menghuan Chilong also retreated, only he, Menghuanshan Tiger, and the archers did not move.

Seeing that the white-haired Shura people stood still, those soldiers of the Righteous Dynasty seemed to have made up their minds, and under the shouts of some leaders, the soldiers of the Righteous Dynasty stabilized, formed an attack queue again, and prepared to rush forward again.

He heard movement behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Teng Xinzun rushing over with more than a dozen military ranks, as well as the clansmen who surrounded the cottage, each with a bow in their hands and a pot of arrows hanging from their waists. This time he didn't say anything, knowing that the clansmen were not worried about themselves, this was the relationship between brothers.

He said to Menghuan Mountain Tiger: "How many more talismans are there, come and go after the explosion, see that the white hair is not, at least two arrows against him, let him rush over, we may have no one here to be his opponent." ”

Meng Huanshan Tiger whispered: "There are about forty more, but it will take time." ”

"Okay, don't be in a hurry, wait for the arrows to be ready, release the arrows together, blow up a few more, and turn back more easily." ”

More than a dozen military positions who came with Teng Xinzun, hearing this, all took a step forward and stood in a row with Meng Huan Chilong. They hid behind, wrapped the talisman around the arrow, and then secretly passed it on to them, and those military positions naturally understood when they got something.

He has the "Fire Jiao Divine Bow" on his body, which can only be pulled by water and fire magic power, and other magic power is useless. It's a pity that his water and fire magic power has been used up, and he is still waiting for his magic power to recover, and he doesn't have any other bows around him, so he can't attack, so he can only be a command.

Meng Wrapping Red Dragon smiled at the military officers around him. "The focus of the meeting is on the left, and the back is forward, and everyone controls a certain range. The white-haired ghost is dealt with by the Tiger of the Mountain and the Lord of the Army, so that they can taste our strength. He still subconsciously referred to Teng Xinzun as joining the army.

"Got it. ”

Although the surrounding military positions were stunned for a moment, they immediately understood, and they rushed to Menghuan Chilong and called Teng Xinzun to join the army, and they also recognized Menghuan Chilong, because they were all Teng Xinzun's people. So after everyone answered, they raised their bows and arrows together.

The white-haired Shura people on the opposite side seemed to see their intentions, and made a gesture at the soldiers behind them, asking them to disperse quickly. He sped up towards them.

Meng Winding Red Dragon knew that it was not good, and this white-haired Shura seemed to be the key to ensuring whether the clansmen could enter the city. He shouted. "Release!" I saw a row of arrows flying into the night sky beside me.

But as soon as the arrow was released, several people felt that it was wrong, because the whistling sound of the arrow was too loud, and it was not the whistling sound of a dozen of them releasing the arrow at all, as if there were hundreds of people releasing the arrow together.

Instinctively, he looked back, and saw the fire-lit moat full of archers, all of whom pointed to the night sky. He laughed and said, "Okay, one more round, run quickly, or you won't be able to stand it." ”

The people of the Duanzheng Dynasty were only more than twenty zhang away from them, and although the soldiers of the Duanzheng Dynasty behind them were quickly escaping, the white-haired Shura people were approaching quickly, and they were in a posture to shoot arrows.

The white-haired Shura man had a strange scimitar in his hand, and when Teng Xinzun and the arrows of the Menghuan Mountain Tiger shot at him. The knife in his hand also slashed out continuously, and the knife actually carried a layer of frost on it, freezing towards the flying arrows, which was similar to that of Mohandas, but it was a little clumsy.

Therefore, he could not block the talisman arrow, and when his knife touched the talisman, the talisman arrow exploded. It's just that the arrow didn't hurt the white-haired Shura, and when he saw that the arrow was about to explode, he quickly retreated, and at the same time, with a quick wave of his left hand, a white wall of gas appeared in front of him, blocking the exploding arrow.

It was two arrows that came at him, about six arrows, intent on killing him.

When the first arrow exploded, the next two arrows pierced the white wall of air and exploded violently. That wall of white qi, I don't know what kind of power, actually blocked the explosion of fire and magic power.

It's just that after the three arrows exploded one after another, the white wall of qi also disappeared quickly, forcing the white-haired Shura man to take a few steps back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the force of the explosion still injured him.

A layer of white mist rose from the white-haired Shura man's body, and the whole person was full of anger, and when he was about to pounce again, three arrows appeared immediately behind. Because of the disappearance of the qi wall, he appeared directly in front of the white-haired Shura people.

The three arrows startled him and tried to dodge, but it was too late, and the three arrows slammed together. The first arrow sped up, and out of instinct, the white-haired Shura man raised his hand in front of him and grabbed at the arrow.

But the two arrows that followed behind suddenly exploded, and the two fire dragons pounced forward, and the arrow in front of him sped up again, pierced his chest, and then exploded.

The white-haired Shura man was blown up, and the two fire dragons behind him had already pounced on him. From a distance, the white-haired Shura people were wrapped in a sea of fire.

These were Teng Xinzun's three arrows, and the three arrows of the mountain tiger had no effect, which made him a little annoyed, so he didn't think about it, and shot a few more arrows.

This time, the arrow pierced the white-haired Shura's body, and then there was a dull explosion. The white-haired Shura didn't let out a shout, and he didn't know if he had just blown it up or blocked it.

Meng Huan Chilong smiled at Teng Xinzun when he saw it, and then saw that the other people around him also shot their own arrows, so he shouted: "Let's go!" After speaking, he ran wildly to the moat.

First there was the whistling of arrows from hundreds of people, and then there was a roar of enthusiasm. Maybe there were too many talismans and arrows flying out, and no one knew what talismans they caught, only to hear the sound of explosions, thunder and lightning, and a dull crashing sound, which sounded behind him, and bursts of fire rose into the sky.

In the midst of these noisy sounds, a terrible wail also sounded sharply, and patches of flesh flew into the air.

Maybe there were too many people to shoot, and the distance was so close that the sound deafened the ears of several people, and even the soldiers by the moat covered their ears. Several people who had already experienced this aspect of the Red Dragon were so frightened that they fell to the ground and covered their ears with their hands.

When the loud sound behind them disappeared, several people did not get up, they were blown up, they only felt that their heads were dizzy, and their ears were full of buzzing sounds, and they could not hear anything, because they were closest to the people of the Duan Zheng Dynasty.

Fortunately, his mind was still clear, and he turned around and looked at the soldiers of the upright dynasty behind him, only to see that there was a cloud of smoke, and he couldn't see anything clearly.