Song Yun carried Lao Li's body to another house not far away, set it up on the bed, and gently covered the old man's face with a sheet.

The previous house had become a battlefield, the outside was full of corpses, and the smell of blood was strong, and sooner or later Qin soldiers would go in to check the situation.

Song Yun didn't want them to disturb Old Li.

Wiping the blood stains off the bronze sword, he took one last look at the bed and patted the back of Lao Li's yellow hand.

"You old fellow, rest assured, Anxi Military Town, now I'll guard it."

He then took his sword and left, and gently closed the door.

Ascending a small two-story building next to it, you can see dozens of orange-red fires rising into the sky, turning dilapidated houses into ruins in billowing black smoke.

Everywhere there were shouts of killing, neighing of horses, and the sound of weapons clashing.

Anxi City, which was originally empty and quiet, has now completely changed and has become a tragic street fighting battlefield.

Several Tang flags in the distance were either burning or falling, and the black Qin flags rose one after another, fluttering fiercely in the wind and sand.

Bands of cavalry began to gallop through the wide streets, their cold eyes under black masks searching everywhere.

If they saw an old pawn in the street, they rode in pursuit, and with a swift impact, they swung their swords to harvest the old pawn's head.

A large number of Qin State foot soldiers were pouring into the city, searching house to house, and fighting street battles with the old soldiers.

The strong smell of blood and fire oil spread in the wind, drifting for hundreds of miles, disgusting.

"Good Anxi City, you made it look like this, it's really ...... Damn it. ”

Song Yun's face was pale, he dodged a group of cavalry speeding by, and used his familiarity with the terrain to sneak around, approaching the place where dozens of old soldiers were fighting in the street before.

On the corner of the street, a four-wheeled wooden cart was pushed to the ground, and all the dry food and water in it were spilled.

The sound of Qin Bing speaking came from the house next to him.

Song Yun walked around to the back door and slipped in quietly.

The corpses of several old soldiers lay on the ground, their eyes wide open, their faces still angry, and their pale hair stained with dust and blood.

There were also three Qin soldiers in the house, two of them were seriously injured and lying on the ground, and one was helping them to deal with their injuries briefly.

A Qin soldier's eyes rolled and his eyes suddenly widened in horror, his bloody mouth made a whining sound, and his fingers trembled and wanted to be raised.

"What's wrong?" Qin Bing, who was helping with the treatment, was a little puzzled, and when he turned around, he saw a dark cyan long sword stabbing towards him......

Puff puff...... There seemed to be blood in the room.

[Zhencheng Wufu Song Yun kills 3 first-order enemies, and martial arts cultivation is +3]

[Current Realm: Second-Order Martial Apprentice, Early Stage]

[Repair required to advance to the middle of the second order: 1/10]

The great realm was finally improved, and Song Yun's spirits were lifted.

The tendons that were instantly strengthened made him feel full of explosive power, and the strength of the muscles was easier to mobilize.

The same move, now used, will be faster and bring more damage.

At the same time, a few more pieces of information appeared in Song Yun's mind-

【Rank Enhancement Rewards】

[Yellow Rank Top-grade Swordsmanship "Seven Styles of Sword Fighting" (comes with 10% proficiency)]

[Yellow Tier Top-grade Equipment "Light Cloud Boots"]

The rewards are distributed, and "Seven Styles of Sword Fighting" is automatically imprinted in my mind.

Split, stab, pick, point, grid, intercept, press.

The essentials of the seven movements, accompanied by a 10% proficiency, allowed Song Yun to master it instantly.

He had learned a few swordsmanship from Lao Li Tou before, but Lao Li Tou was not professional, resulting in his attainments in swordsmanship were still very shallow.

This yellow-level top-grade swordsmanship directly laid the foundation of his own swordsmanship.

At the same time, the cloth shoes that were originally worn on the feet automatically turned into delicate combat boots embroidered with cloud patterns and restrained colors.

The Light Cloud Boots have a certain protective ability, which can slightly increase the speed of the body.

What's more, it lands silently, walks without traces, is convenient for stealth, and is most suitable for the current situation.

After receiving the reward, Song Yun squatted down and straightened the bodies of several old pawns one by one.

Carefully wiped the blood from their faces, and closed a pair of round eyes.

"You are here, waiting for me to return from the killing."

Although there were still tens of thousands of elite Qin troops outside, Song Yun was not afraid at all.

With the talent of [Zhencheng Wufu] in hand, he will definitely be able to kill all these Qin soldiers who brought the flames of war!

He got up and left, and went to a nearby house.

Quietly, the battlefield of street fighting was slowly swept away.

The battle here is over, and all the veterans of the Beiting Army have been killed.

There were only a dozen or so wounded Qin soldiers left, and they all turned into the souls of Song Yun's sword.

[Zhencheng Wufu Song Yun killed 11 first-order enemies, and the martial arts cultivation value was +11]

[Current Realm: Second-Order Martial Apprentice, Mid-Stage]

[Repair required to advance to the late stage of the second order: 2/10]

The military system of the Qin State is basically the same as that of the Tang State.

Ten people are one tithe, one hundred people are one team, one thousand people are one battalion, ten thousand people are one brigade, and several brigades are one army.

It should have been several cavalry teams that participated in the street battles here before.

The team is generally a third-order warrior, and Song Yun can't beat it for the time being, but fortunately, the main force of the cavalry team has left.

"Without attracting the attention of the masters of the Qin army, we have to kill as many enemies as possible and improve our realm more."

Song Yun went up to the second floor and looked out of the window at the city.

"The killing sound near the north gate should be the main battlefield, and the masters are estimated to be there, so they can't go."

"Except for the vicinity of the North Gate, it seems that the Beicheng District has fallen, and the Qin soldiers who are fighting in the streets are rushing to the center of the city and other urban districts."

"In other words, there may only be a small number of wounded soldiers left in Beicheng District, although it is close to the main battlefield of Beimen, it is a good place to pick up leaks."

"It's dark under the lights, so I'll pick up heads."

Song Yun sneered, raised his sword and sneaked towards Beicheng District.

He stayed away from the main street where the army was marching, and wandered around the remote corners, and when he found a lone Qin soldier, he attacked and killed him.

Seeing that the northern city had been completely captured and the defense was somewhat lax, a large number of Qin soldiers scattered and went door to door to check the situation.

That's where the opportunity comes in.

Hiding in the shadow of the corner, Song Yun looked ahead, and the doors of the houses were open.

A Shi Qin soldier came to this street just now, and they scattered into the house.

"These Qin soldiers are searching the house, and they are much more alert than the ones who treated their injuries before."

"If I go in with me, I'll be seen."

"If you can find out the specific location of these Qin soldiers, sneak attack around the rear, and kill them safely."

was about to reconnoiter through the window, but a picture appeared in Song Yun's mind-

【Anzai real-time map】

In the picture, the terrain of Anxi Military Town is fully presented, as if looking down from a high altitude, and the location of every house and even every tree is clearly visible.

What's more, tens of thousands of tiny dots are sparkling on the map!

Song Yun was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood the meaning of these dots.

The yellow dot represents the Beiting Army, including Song Yun himself.

The black dot represents the Qin army.

The darker the color, the higher the realm.

"Good guy, my system has everything you need!"

After careful study, the situation on the battlefield was similar to Song Yun's previous judgment.

Near the north gate, the top masters of the two armies are fighting.

The veterans of the Beiting Army were scattered to the vast urban area, fighting street battles with difficulty.

The yellow dots disappeared one by one, at a very fast speed, and the black dots had already occupied more than half of the city.

On the side of Beicheng District, there is even only one yellow dot left by Song Yun.

"We must be promoted to the realm as soon as possible, otherwise the Beiting Army will be wiped out."

Song Yun frowned slightly, quickly searched the map, studied the distribution of Qin troops on this street, and then quietly touched it.

Walking silently on light cloud boots, stepping on a road full of sand grains, but leaving no traces.

Entering through a hidden front door, he slowly raised his bronze sword and aimed it at the back of the Qin soldier who was squatting to check the bottom of the bed.

"Seven Styles of Sword Fighting" - Stabbing Sword Style.

The strength of the wrist and arm condensed and integrated, forming a precise line of force, which coincided with the middle line of the sword spine, pushing the sword blade straight forward, calmly and sharply piercing into the back of the Qin soldier's heart.

The Qin soldier's body stiffened and wanted to turn back, but as the bronze sword was drawn, he collapsed to the ground weakly.

[Zhencheng Wufu Song Yun kills 1 first-order enemy, martial arts cultivation value +1]

[Current Realm: Second-Order Martial Apprentice, Mid-Stage]

[Repair required to advance to the late stage of the second order: 3/10]

"Not enough, not enough." Song Yun wiped away the blood stains from Jian Feng and turned to go out.

According to the display of [Anxi Real-time Map], the strongest person in the Beiting Army is an innate martial artist, who should be General Guo Xin.

But the Qin army had a full five innate martial artists!

Fortunately, this is the strongest lineup on the opposite side, and there is no martial arts master in the city yet.

If Song Yun wanted to help the battle situation, he had to at least become a fifth-order innate martial artist.

Purely rely on the talent of [Zhencheng Martial Arts] to accumulate martial arts cultivation values to be promoted.

1 point for 1st tier, 5 for 2nd tier, and 25 for 3rd tier......

The first- and second-order soldiers and chiefs in the Qin army accounted for the vast majority.

Then he had to kill about 10,000 Qin soldiers in order to successfully advance to the fifth rank.

This is a difficult and dangerous task, and even with a [live map], it is easy to fall into the encirclement.

But Song Yun didn't hesitate, because this was the only thing he could do.

Zhencheng Wufu, with the mission of defending the city.

Grab your sword and kill all the enemies in the city!

The black dots in the [real-time map] kept changing, and Song Yun kept choosing the right time to infiltrate according to Qin Bing's position in the house.

Step on the light cloud boots and enter the house silently.

As long as it is a Qin soldier who acts alone, he can attack and kill with one sword.

Don't give the other side a chance to make a sound!

Stealth, assassination, one ...... after another

[Zhencheng Wufu Song Yun killed 9 first-order enemies, and the martial arts cultivation value was +9]

[Current Realm: Second-Order Martial Apprentice, Late Stage]

[Cultivation required to advance to the second order peak: 2/10]

Song Yun had just improved to the small realm here, and the Qin army chief nearby noticed that something was wrong.

The soldiers who went out to search the house never came out again.

One or two, maybe maybe lazy.

Several of them are like this, so something must be wrong.

"Listen to the order, all assemble!" Shi Chang took out the brass whistle hanging around his neck and blew it briefly.

As a result, the streets and alleys were quiet, and no one came out.

"Hell......" A few drops of cold sweat oozed from Shi Chang's forehead, and his right hand subconsciously held the handle of the knife tightly.

I waited patiently for a while, but I still didn't see anyone.

Sensing that something was wrong, he looked around warily as he slowly backed away.

Slowly exiting the street, seeing that there were no more accidents, Shi Chang breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and began to look for his comrade.

It just so happened that a Qin soldier walked out of the house next to him and passed by him.

"Wait, which battalion are you from?"

The bronze sword was unsheathed, and the cold light and blood light lit up at the same time.

Shi Chang's surprised gaze froze instantly.

Qin Bing put away his sword and raised his head slightly, revealing a murderous young face under his helmet.

"Beiting Army, Infantry Knife Battalion."