Chapter 117: Misfortune is not a one-way street
"Xiaofeng, I'll leave it to you here, you can help me hold it up!" Ruoli finished speaking, and the aura burst out and shook the person in front of him, and then he took a vertical leap, and the longbow in his hand was full.
"Jump~" The severed arrow wrapped in spiritual energy pointed directly in the direction of the old man who had disappeared.
When the arrows fell, the huge aura storm blew those people on their backs, and the fainting figure of the old man finally appeared.
Ruoli rushed to come, and the old man faded back, and the soldier named Xiaofeng in the rear saw Ruoli returning, and hurriedly rushed up with the others, and picked up the two before the red-eyed guards reacted.
With a gesture, they hurriedly retreated. Seeing the soldiers retreating, those people didn't have time to rejoice, and the elite soldiers in fine armor and helmets blocked their way.
Armed with weapons in hand, they stared indifferently at the rioting crowd. When the cold light of the weapon reflected on their faces, they finally woke up a little.
"Sister Lan, thank you~" Ruoli handed over the fainting old man to the young pharmacist who rushed over. Came to the city wall. He tiptoed to the woman standing on the edge.
"It would be nice if you could serve a snack~" Wan Youlan said angrily, like a sister who leads the family.
Ruoli scratched his head and smirked, but he didn't explain anything.
Knowing that it was this reaction, Wan Youlan didn't say more, and turned her head to look at the demon hunters standing neatly on the city wall, and at this time, the demon hunters put on their masks again, giving people a sense of oppression. I just don't know if they are trying to cover up the injuries on their faces.
"Alas~It's so boring~" The lazy voice sounded, but these people were chatting.
"Yes~ The boss is still in a coma, what should I do now?, do you want to listen to what Uncle Shi said?" the other person replied, and some fear could be heard in his tone.
"I don't know~ Master Chen told us to stop the mirage. Hi~ Those people dare to do it, that is, let us wipe our butts every time. Are we fucking stupid?"
"It's just ~ I don't dare to think that there is such a child, causing trouble every day, or just give them a scoop on their heads~"
There was a loud chatter over there, but the people around him were confused. But there was one thing they could hear.
For example, they don't care about the battle situation in Litian Fortress, or they don't plan to make a move at all.
The young man on the side saw that those people were still talking, and the already low morale was like ushering in the cold wind of winter frost, reaching the freezing point, Rong Qingbai was a little impatient: "You have to talk to me and stay away, this is a military place, please leave." ”
He was very disappointed in these people, he always felt that they had floated to the sky one by one, and he dared to say anything, if he was really so powerful, he had lived so depressed all these years?
"You!"
"What are you, do you want my senior sister to talk to you again?" said the young man viciously.
The other party suddenly stopped talking. He felt a dull pain in his face.
"Coward, what the hell?" complained loudly, and the soldiers around him shrugged their heads and shoulders down, trying to stifle a smile.
"Sister Lan. ”
"In!"
"Tell the people below, if anyone disturbs the order for me, they will all kill me. The young man looked at the wolves in the distance and said angrily.
Wan Youlan responded and went down the city wall.
The others were surprised, but the demon hunters gave the boy a deep look.
The languid voice sounded again.
"Little brother, you are really young, and your majesty is not small~ However, even if you can block the wolves, how to solve the rebellion of the defenders of the West City Gate?"
Rong Qingbai's face changed slightly, looking for prestige, it was a female monk with a bewitching figure, and the strange smiling mask did not bring her a terrifying feeling, but made people swell for some reason.
He asked as calmly as he could, "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean? The West City Gate has been controlled by others, and the two warbands of the Litian Fortress outside are in a civil war. What are you going to do now?" the demon hunters looked at the young man in front of them, quietly waiting for the other party's decision.
Suddenly, there was a crisp "crackling" sound in the ears of everyone in the fortress, and something like a shield appeared above the western sky, and then the rifts all over it turned into shards. Then the angry shouts and the sound of fighting came from the western theater of operations.
"Cold, you damn it!" was the voice of the Red Thunder War Leader.
Rong Qingbai's heart was shocked, and everyone was panicked by this roar, but when they looked at the young man waiting for his decision, the other party closed his eyes and was silent, and after a while, he opened his eyes again, and his eyes were already clear.
He thought a lot about it, and thought about it for a long time, and finally he called Ruoli, who was squatting aside in a daze in the rain, and asked the bewitching demon hunter, "How long can that broken earth wall last?"
"What do you mean by breaking the wall, boy, you make it clear for me!" someone said dissatisfiedly, but Rong Qingbai ignored the other party, just looked at the figure seriously and waited for the other party's reply.
"For two days at most, our task is to delay each other for a while, and then there will be big people who will come over to solve these things. After all, the woman still confided the truth.
"Sister~ Why did you say it? Master Chen explained that he couldn't say it to the outside world. The demon hunter, who had been shouting dissatisfied, looked at the woman anxiously.
"Well, what are you going to do now?" the woman asked with a wink of her eyes and a somewhat playful tone.
"Ruoli, now I order you to go to Damang Mountain, let Captain Ping bring people back, catch Leng Wuyan, and leave it to me and Sister Lan here. I'll only give you an hour, and if you don't see the Blood Bands after an hour, then the North Gate will cease to exist. Rong Qingbai walked to the side of the city wall, he looked at the wolves that could already see the head wolf in the distance, and shouted, "You can go now!"
Then, taking advantage of the fact that the other party was not paying attention, the aura gathered the knots of his arms, picked up Ruoli and threw it into the sky.
A whistle sounded, and a flash of white flashed out of the fortress, leaving a trace in the void, catching Ruoli who was crying bitterly, and flew towards Damang Mountain.
After arranging the most important thing, Rong Qingbai felt that something was put down, and he was relaxed, he twisted his shoulders, turned his neck, looked at the soldiers on the city wall, the evergreen sword in his hand pointed to the north, and laughed loudly: "Everyone, do you still have the courage to meet the enemy with me!"
"I will not fall behind the adults!" the uniform cry was sonorous and powerful.
Rong Qingbai was arrogant, the so-called blessing is incomparable, and the disaster is not a single line, in the face of the multi-front battle that led to the scarcity of soldiers, he chose to try his best to complete the task of garrisoning the north city gate, and do his duty well, so that the battle situation can change.
In the front line camp, Quan Li carefully scrutinized on the sand table map, and the red and blue flags were not satisfied on the sand table at this time, and he held two general flags in his hands, and he could not fall for a long time. The place where the flag falls is the most important part of the whole battle, and it is also the breakthrough point and turning point of the battle.
But his gaze repeatedly fell on the three positions on the sand table, which is very intriguing.