The arrival of nearly 100,000 people in the literary and artistic army did not hide their whereabouts, and the spies of Minzhou City had already discovered them, but because of the two top cavalry armies of the Dark Night Dragoon and the West Chulei Cavalry, which were famous in China, even if the Jin Kingdom crisscrossed China with its cavalry, the fortress did not dare to send troops to meet it.

The next day, Wanyan Lieyan and others watched the city for a whole morning, and they didn't see any movement from the literary and artistic army.

Wanyan Flame still wanted to lead the army out to investigate, but fortunately he was dissuaded by his subordinates, saying that the night dragon cavalry was twice as powerful as the day, and most of the literary and artistic troops wanted to take advantage of this to attack the city in the evening.

So Wanyan Lieyan waited until noon, and simply returned to the city, just to let his soldiers be on strict alert, so as not to be attacked by the literary army and break through the city gate.

After waiting like this, as his subordinates said, he waited until the evening, Wanyan Lieyan was eating in the mansion, and suddenly a soldier at the head of the city came to report, saying that it was thick smoke billowing outside the city, and most of the literary and artistic army was gathering.

After Yan Lieyan hurried to the city, the first thing he saw was the endless flow of soldiers and horses in the mountains and forests outside the city, led by the dark night dragoon army that shocked the northwest and slaughtered countless iron horses of the Jin Kingdom.

On the head of the city, Wanyan Flame stood tall like an iron gate, and on the left stood the four elders of the Black Lotus Sect, Wanyan was silent, and on the right were two staff members, Murong Jiangshui, who was born in Jiuyan, and Shen Butian, a Song person.

Further behind, there were the four Six Realms Sect Commanders and more than twenty Five Realm generals who commanded the soldiers and horses.

Seeing the actions of the literary and artistic army pouring out, Wanyan Flame sneered: "It is said that this Dawen is the best at strategy, but Lao Tzu doesn't seem to have anything! We have an army of 150,000 here, five six realms, twenty-eight five realms, and so many ordnance to defend the city, even a few people like them can gnaw it down?"

Shen Butian shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "What's more, there is also the Spirit Master Legion led by the Master of Silence, with their little men, I'm afraid they won't even be able to get up to the city wall." ”

Compared with the young and vigorous Shen Butian, Murong Jiangshui, who had gray temples, looked more old, he watched carefully for a moment, and suddenly arched his hand and said: "My lord, don't be careless, since the division of Hezhou, the literary and artistic army has relied on strategy to defeat the strong countless times, and this time it seems to be pouring out, but I am afraid that there are other plans." ”

After all, he was once the great commander in charge of a unit, and Wanyan Flame was not as rampant and stupid as it seemed, and after a snort, he patted the saber on his waist and said with a smile: "If the enemy wants to break through the door with spiritual methods, it will trouble the four elders to make a move." ”

Wan Yan Silent was a middle-aged man wearing a Black Lotus Sect robe, who seemed to be no more than thirty years old, but in fact he was already close to seventy years old.

Seeing Yan Lieyan speak, Wan Yan was silent and bowed his head slightly, and said indifferently: "Huh." ”

While everyone at the head of the city was talking, there was already movement in the military formations outside the city, and the first to come out was the night dragoon, and when they saw them gathered together, they rushed straight towards the city wall like madness.

At the same time, what followed them was a heavily armored Iron Tiger Armorer, and a majestic rain of arrows that rushed up from the rear of the Condor Army and blocked the sky at dusk.

"Split-string archers?"

Seeing the familiar shooting skills, Wan Yan Flame frowned, and was about to make a move, when Wan Yan Silent beside him had already waved his sleeve and offered a spirit rune, absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy, and then turned into a light curtain to prop it up, and flew back with all the arrows in the sky.

"Archer prepare!"

Blocking the rain of arrows here, the night dragoons over there were already only three hundred steps away from the city wall, and seeing that they were about to enter the shooting range, the Six Realms Sect Marshal who was in charge of commanding the archers immediately shouted.

It's just that he didn't think that seeing that the night dragoon in the front row was about to enter the range of the archers at the head of the city, Yao Ruo, who was at the head of the cavalry, foolishly took out the short bow equipped on his back, and at the same time pulled the reins to the left, and Yao Shan, who was in second place behind him, pulled the reins to the right side almost at the same time, so that starting from the two of them, the cavalry behind him like a torrent of steel suddenly split into two, turning into two extremely beautiful arcs, almost close to the range of the archers at the head of the city and drifting out to both sides.

Wanyan Flame was stunned at first when he saw this, and then recalled the Mongolian archers he had seen back then, and suddenly changed his color in shock, and said sharply: "Defend! Quickly hide!"

Before the words fell, the nine thousand cavalry troops under the city bent their bows and arrows together, and with the help of the galloping momentum of the war horses, the range of the arrows was expanded to 1.5 times, and countless arrows roared to the city, shooting down a large number of archers.

"Damn!" angrily, luck shattered the remaining arrows with one blow, and Wanyan Flame wanted to rush out with one step, but was dissuaded by Murong Jiangshui and Shen Butian behind him, for fear that he would fall into the trap of the literary army under his anger.

Wan Yan silently glanced at the archers who were shot around him, and said coldly: "It's just hundreds of archers, it doesn't matter." ”

The Six Realms Sect Marshal who was in charge of the archer couldn't help but laugh angrily when he heard this, and sneered: "The Fourth Elder is so angry, but I don't know if the Spirit Master of the Black Lotus Sect can sacrifice like this?"

Wan Yan was silent, his eyes were cold, and he was about to speak, but he had been persuaded by the remaining three Six Realm generals to separate.

With the help of the night dragoon's wave of arrow rain attack, the city head was successfully suppressed, and the Iron Tiger Armor of the Rock Tiger Army had also successfully arrived under the city wall, and there were nearly fifty siege weapons in the array.

Seeing Fu Feng and the three battalion generals rushing in front of the formation below, Wan Yan Flame laughed sharply, and was about to make a move, Wan Yan was silent and shook his head and said: "The Great Commander doesn't have to make a move, Wen Bang's Xi Shi doesn't know where to hide yet, in case the Great Commander rashly makes a move and is attacked by him, it will not be good." ”

As he spoke, Wan Yan was silent and shook his robe, and muttered in his mouth, and suddenly there was a wave in the void around him, and after a few breaths, the wave was already surging violently and spreading out of the city.

Silently, the sky outside the city suddenly changed, and the spiritual energy that was originally pure transparent and hidden in the void suddenly gushed out, turning into various colors of light, and swept wildly outside the city.

This chaos was not only limited to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but even the true qi of many Iron Tiger Armor Warriors, including Fu Feng, was stirred, and the military momentum that Fu Feng had just condensed to bless himself also collapsed in this wave.

Mess!

The two soul runes in the depths of Wanyan Silent Purple Mansion shone like the scorching sun, stirring up chaos outside the city, and the storm formed after countless spiritual energy was out of control continued to wreak havoc, and everyone in the Rock Tiger Army also had a miserable face, and even some of the Iron Tiger Armor Warriors couldn't control it, and the true qi in their bodies ran wild, and they exploded directly on the spot.

Seeing that Wan Yan's silent Chaos Yuan Spirit Method was so terrifying, Xu Xuanrong and the others' faces changed greatly, Yao Ruoyu was the first to draw his sword out of the sheath, and the moment the cold light exploded, the ice waterfall sword light had already penetrated more than a thousand zhang, but it was shattered by the punch of Wan Yan Flame, who had already been prepared.

Xu Xuanrong, Zou Buyi, Song Kai and the others also wanted to cast spells to interfere with Wanyan's silence, but they were shocked to find that they could not control the spiritual energy of that area, and even their spiritual consciousness had just spread, they would be forcibly distorted by the chaotic power.

Yao Ruoyu relied on the end of the sword path to block the power of Chao Yuan, but with Wanyan Flame, his offensive could not interfere with Wanyan's silence.

Seeing blood flowers erupting from time to time in the Rock Tiger Army, Yao Ruoyu hurriedly shouted: "Fu Feng, retreat!"

Fu Fengzheng insisted on being uncomfortable, and he didn't refuse when he heard the words, and quickly ordered to retreat, Wanyan Blaze laughed at the head of the city, and with a wave of his hand, the arrows rained down at the head of the city, even if the Iron Tiger Armor Soldiers were all heavily armored foot soldiers, it was difficult to resist when the true qi was chaotic, and more than a hundred corpses were left behind, and only then did they escape from the range of Wanyan's silent spell casting.

"Haha!" Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the Rock Tiger Army, Wanyan Flame laughed wildly, and raised his voice, "King Wen Xingshi is here with everyone, are you going to leave like this?"

Yao Ruoyu's eyes narrowed, staring at the past, Zou Buyi beside him hurriedly hugged his arm when he saw this, and said hurriedly: "I can't go! That's the Seven Realms, there is no return, Lord Wang!"

Looking at his loyal and courageous appearance, Yao Ruoyu was a little speechless, and sighed: "Then please be professional, okay? At least hold my body, it's useless to just hug my hands? And it's so gay!"

"What should I give?" Zou Buyi raised his head with a blank face, "What do you mean?"

"Anyway, can you let me go?" Yao Ruoyu glared at him, turned his head to look at the city, and frowned, "Can this chaotic yuan power be weakened with Diaoyutai?"

"It's difficult," Xu Xuanrong rubbed his eyebrows and said solemnly, "The difference in strength between me and him is actually not big, but he has a legion of spirit masters, which is enough to increase the power of spells to the consummation of the Six Realms, even if Brother Kai and they all come to help me, I'm afraid I won't be able to contain him." ”

"Can't you do it?"

Yao Ruoyu rubbed the bridge ......of his nose in distress and looked at Zou Buyi, who suddenly jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and said in horror: "Lord Wang, are you going to let me deal with him?"

"!" Yao Ruoyu scolded, and then sighed, "Let's retreat first, damn, it's a shame this time." ”

"Isn't it a shame to turn around and fight here?" Li Huan, who was covered in green silk, grinned.

Glancing at Li Huan, who was obviously not in a fighting state, Yao Ruo smiled foolishly, and said, "That's what I said, retire!" The last sentence was naturally said to the soldiers behind him.

Xingshi mobilized the crowd to attack the city, but only once attacked the city, they retreated in embarrassment, and the literary and artistic army, which had almost no defeats since its rise, was undoubtedly hit by a huge blow this time, except for Yao Ruoyu, Xu Xuanrong and others who still smiled, even Yang Renjie, Fu Chaozan and others were dignified, not to mention the soldiers at the bottom.

As for the city head of Minzhou City at this moment, the cheers are surging like a tide.

You must know that since Wenbang knocked down the Sichuan Dao, the literary and artistic army is like its own disaster star in the eyes of the Jin State, obviously at the beginning, there were few masters, and the number of soldiers and horses was only forty or fifty thousand, but the Sichuan Dao, which had nearly one million, was beaten down.

Therefore, this victory, even if it is only a small victory, is undoubtedly an excellent stimulant for these Jin soldiers who are frightened by Wen Bang's prestige.