The cavalry of the Taiqige Division, who were waiting outside the city, realized that the situation at the city gate might change, and the slave warriors still only opened the gate of the city in a short period of time, and the cavalry could not gallop into the city and make a final decision, and whether the battle could be completed was always undecided. However, no matter how anxious these cavalry were, they could not go back to the crowded city gate to help them.

Arrows and rocks rained down on the castle, mixed with lit canisters of fire oil were thrown, and the burning fire oil gradually spread to the slave warriors of the Taiqi Gebu in the city gate.

Since the barbarians can't climb for a while, the military schools everywhere have long been ready to send people to the city to assist in the defense, although the soldiers on the city suffered a lot of casualties in the exchange of fire with the barbarian rangers, but in any case, two or three hundred teams can be dispatched.

However, the military order to allocate men and horses has not arrived for a long time, and the military academy in the city is anxious, and it is a foregone conclusion that the city wall is as safe as a mountain, and the key to defending the city is at the north city gate. The barbarians who had infiltrated the city out of nowhere broke up the hundred-man team guarding the city gate and came to the near city gate, and then the hundred-man team gathered into a formation and confronted it, and the centurion who was in command was killed, and the hundred-man team was scattered.

Then someone in the city saw a man rushing into the cave of the city gate, and with his own strength he stopped the barbarians who were eager to enter the city.

If the barbarians outside the city are allowed to enter the city to fight, the more than 10,000 state troops in the city still have the strength to defend the four city walls, but if they want to free up their hands to gather troops to fight the barbarians in the streets and alleys, they will be somewhat out of strength.

"What is the general hesitating about?" A centurion in the city leaned out half of his body and looked down from the inside of the city wall, there were still no barbarians coming out of the city gate, and the young man with the knife had three or four pillars of incense for the barbarians outside the city for the whole city and the round city, although he didn't know why he had not been crushed into powder by the barbarians swarming outside the city, but the manpower would eventually run out.

The centurion scolded and scolded, ripped off his helmet and fell to the ground to greet his subordinates, even if he was desperate to commit the great crime of leaving his post without permission in wartime, he had to take people down to the city to help the young man who made the sword, Song Zhi asked a person dressed as a personal soldier and ran with his handbook and shouted, "The city gate is foolproof! The city gate is foolproof! If there is a person who deserts his post without permission, he will be dealt with by military law!"

"The city gate has been defended by the bravery of one man, are we just watching him die from the city?!" the centurion asked loudly by the collar of his own soldiers, "It is not the business of one person to defend the city!

The soldiers of the city answered the centurion's words in a loud voice, and waited for the latter to give the order and then all went down to the city.

"Lao Tzu has been with the general for ten years, when has the general ever issued a military order that cannot be done!" The personal soldier who gave the order pushed away the centurion who was pulling his collar, stopped in front of the passage to the city with open arms, and shouted to the sergeants who were eager to try it around, "Since the general said his words, there is no reason why he can't do it! If anyone wants to go down to the city today, step on Lao Tzu's corpse first!"

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The centurion laughed angrily, and drew his saber from his waist to put it around his neck, "You really don't dare me..."

"Look at the city, someone is coming towards the city gate!" shouted the sergeant nearby, and the sergeants who were still arguing about whether they should listen to the general's orders all gathered at the edge of the city, and the sharp-eyed sergeant saw someone in the distance striding meteor galloping towards him, fast over the galloping horse, with white beards and white hair brazen, and a figure behind him climbed over the wall.

"It's Mr. Zhang of Wuhe Dart Bureau, our top martial artist in Jinju!" The centurion, who originally lived in Yuancheng, recognized the person and shouted to some people around him who were still unknown, "The city gate can be guarded, the city gate can be guarded!"

....

Without the help of the machines inside the city, the slave warriors of the Taiqige tribe outside the city also opened the city with brute force enough to allow two people to pass through. However, these slave warriors who had performed incomparable in the previous battle of breaking the city were unable to kill this Yao warrior guarding the city gate, and if they dragged it on, they were afraid that the victory that was originally easy to achieve would be in vain.

"Push the city gates, push the city gates! Before most of the cavalry comes, they will continue to go up, don't let this Yao man have another chance to breathe!" One of the slave warriors reminded his companions that in the event of no victory, they had reduced their role to the field where they took turns to advance and drain the physical strength of the Yao people in front of them, and while trying their best to open the city gates, they increased the chances of the upcoming cavalry for most of the cavalry.

Wei Changpan had never felt like this in his life, the movements of the barbarians in front of him slowed down to an incredible point in his eyes, and without swords, he could avoid the oncoming blades every time and kill the enemy with one sword. The physical strength that could support one swing is now able to swing three or four knives, and even with each swing, he can recover a little bit of strength.

He somewhat understood why Qian Erye was so comfortable when he tried his hand with himself, once he stepped into the threshold of the four-story martial arts and gave birth to that martial arts qi machine, and then he had a long qi machine to fight against the enemy on the third floor or even the first or second floor, not to mention, the small flaws in one move and one style were all in full view, and the realm in front of the four-story martial artist was low and the flaws were exposed, and life and death were only in an instant.

It was difficult for him to imagine what kind of terrifying scene it would be for the martial artists who had played him wantonly to the top of the four floors of the martial arts.

Fighting a country with the power of one person is just an ethereal legend or is it really within the reach of manpower.

At least for Wei Changpan, this was still out of reach, and after setting foot in the realm of the four-story martial arts, a new world opened its doors to him, although all he could see now was a drop in the bucket of this world.

When he first set foot in the realm of cultivating qi, Wei Changpan's martial arts qi in his body could not be fully grasped, not to mention that the continuous situation of qi and qi was only a flash in the pan, and the gate of the round city had been opened enough for the two of them to enter the field side by side, he did not have a respite, and the slave warriors of the Taiqige Department outside the city pushed away the corpses of their companions who were blocking in front and rushed in.

These slave warriors regarded Wei Changpan as a warrior with a similar realm to the first warrior of the Taiqi Ge Division, Balobatu Laerhua, and it was true that Wei Changpan's previous one-man temperament was too terrifying, and the lives of more than ten companions not only failed to consume his physical strength, but at this time, they could kill people with just one combination of enemies, which made these slave warriors frightened, but also did not dare to come forward, but only besieged but not attacked.

There were already more than ten slave warriors in the city gate cave, and Wei Changpan could no longer kill all these barbarians in one go.

The twelfth floor of the majestic martial arts road has only reached the fourth floor, and if you want to be the enemy of a thousand people, you still have a lot of heat to do.

Wei Changpan thought to himself that if there were seven or eight more barbarians surrounding him, it would be difficult for him to get away with it. At the moment, the barbarians were not so desperate to be afraid of him for some reason, but if the city gates were opened and the barbarians poured into the city, he might not have a chance to escape.

Just as he was thinking so, the gates of the city, which had been shaken by the perseverance of the slave warriors, were slammed open with a crisp snapping sound, and the slave warriors, who had worked so hard to achieve results, cheered and rushed into the city.

"The city gate is open! Hurry forward! Hurry forward!" and the general of the cavalry of the Taiqige Division, who was waiting restlessly outside the city, issued an order to the cavalry under his command, "Hurry forward!"

Ten more Wei Changpan may not be able to stop these slave warriors of the Taiqige Division, not to mention that there are cavalry troops of the Taiqige Division....

But he could!

"Wu He Dart Bureau, Song Yanchao!" The tall old man with white beard and white hair stood with his Meridian Mandarin Duck Yue and a dwarf martial artist near the city gate, and said in a loud voice.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone around him was attracted by Song Yanchao's attention, Wei Changpan escaped from the encirclement of the slave warriors after he took out his sword, and ran towards him without turning his head, until he stood behind Song Yanchao before he dared to stop and breathe.

"You're good, you're good. Two in a row are very good, and they are unique compliments for Song Yanchao, but after thinking for a while, he solemnly added, "Very good." ”

"If Da Yao is a martial artist like you, then the grasslands in the north have long been Da Yao's territory. Song Yanchao sighed a little, "In the future, it will be the world of you young people, and an old man like me may be able to do something for you." ”

He jumped off the roof of the low house and walked slowly away in front of the slave warriors of the Taiqige tribe. It's like the oncoming coercion of the mountain suffocates these self-proclaimed fierce people, some people can't stand this kind of oppression, and they roar and pass by Song Yanchao, and then they fall behind him and can't get up again, and it took a long time for blood to flow on the ground.

One person, two people, three people, seven people, more than a dozen people, no one could see clearly the means of killing the tall old man with white hair in that instant, and the rest of the people retreated in fear....

The sound of the approaching horses' hooves behind them woke them up, and the slave warriors made way for the Taiqige cavalry behind them.

When the wine is drunk, the chest is open, and the standing is also killing, and the action is also killing.

Song Yanchao's face was as red as drinking and drunk, and his momentum was rising like mushrooms after a rain

"In this world, can there really be such a martial artist?" Wei Changpan was dumbfounded.

Or maybe he had never seen a martial artist with such a spirit, even when he saw Zhang Wu's gun like a tiger.

"There's so much more in this world that you haven't seen yet. Wei Changpan didn't know when there was a Wuhe dart master next to him, and when he heard this, he laughed and said, "Let this kid see the power of our Wuhe dart game, and sweep the battle for the head of the dart!"

Wu and the dart board everyone responded in unison.

Liu Ziyi led more than 100 gathered rout soldiers in a hurry, and when he saw this situation, he stepped forward and patted Wei Changpan on the back, "Next, Brother Wei, let's see, how the people of Jinzhou defend Jinzhou!"

Then he beckoned to the sergeant behind him and said, "Gather the soldiers in one place and come with me, so that the barbarians know how powerful our Jinju men are!"

These men also broke the fleeing sergeants and marched north.

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