Chapter 443: The Wind Rises, and the Fate Ends
With a "bang", the huge battering ram slammed into the deeply corroded city gate.
The gate was immediately smashed completely, revealing a clear strip of bluestone behind it.
The battering ram was quickly pulled back, and then slammed forward again, hitting the bluestone directly.
With a "bang", the bluestone immediately began to shake violently, and even the entire city gate shook.
On the city wall, with a flash of the lance, Li Xuan quickly retreated, and looked at Fang Fengjin and Zhang Wanyu lightly,
At this time, the two of them were already breathing very heavily.
"So your target has always been the city gates." Li Xuan's eyes revealed a cold and indifferent killing intent.
"Only by breaking through the city gate can we occupy this city pass as quickly as possible, which is the right way to attack the city." Fang Fengjin smiled lightly, looked at Li Xuan and said, "Guess what means we have to open the city gate quickly." ”
Li Xuan's left ear twitched suddenly, and a cool breeze that came from unknown sources swept past Li Xuan's ear.
The wind is up.
Raising his head, Li Xuan looked at the two of them with a faint expression.
The lance blade in his hand was raised slightly, his gaze completely fell on the lance, and then he said with a focused look: "It doesn't matter what you want, the important thing is that the two of you, one of you will explain here today, and you will choose for yourself." ”
Li Xuan said a word, and Fang Fengjin and Zhang Wanyu's hands holding the sword suddenly tightened.
There was a "pop", like the sound of a green bamboo bursting from the city gate.
Li Xuan's eyes showed a hint of abruptness: "It turned out to be gunpowder, why have you studied it for so long, and you have found such a little use?" ”
"You'll soon find out how strong it is." Fang Fengjin held the long knife, but he began to slowly retreat.
At this moment, Li Xuan leaned forward violently, and the long knife in Fang Fengjin's hand suddenly stood up and protected it on his chest.
"This king is not so scary, is it?" Li Xuan seemed to be smiling, looking at Fang Fengjin with a mocking face.
"Something isn't right, he's stalling for time." Zhang Wanyu, who was watching coldly, suddenly spoke, and Fang Fengjin's face suddenly sank slightly.
"Aren't you also stalling for time, don't you talk about the second." Li Xuan looked at Zhang Wanyu and Fang Fengjin, and the long lance in his hand was also slightly retracted inward at this time.
But at this moment, the old and spicy Fang Yunjin had already stretched out the long knife and half-protected Zhang Wanyu.
"Knock knock!"
The sound of the crash under the city wall continued non-stop, but Li Xuan did not move at all.
Although Fang Fengjin felt a little uneasy in his heart, he couldn't tell where this uneasiness came from for a while.
Perhaps because the city gates were opened, more people crowded under the city to push the battering ram.
And close to the city gate, the catapult in the city could not be smashed at all.
For a moment, the pressure on the city wall was strangely not so heavy.
I don't know when, Li Xuan even closed his eyes, and only the long lance was placed in front of him.
Fang Fengjin on the opposite side didn't dare to be careless at all, because he knew that the other party's lance had already enveloped them.
"Potential!"
Fang Fengjin secretly said this name in his heart, although his cultivation was indeed deeper than Li Xuan, but for the powerful way, he didn't even touch the fur.
There was a "bang", and there were violent cheers from under the city walls.
"They pulled out the stones." Li Xuan, who had his eyes closed, suddenly and accurately said what was happening below.
Fang Fengjin and Zhang Wanyu stopped talking at the moment, and were waiting quietly.
More stones were pried open from under the gates, removed, and thrown aside with a swift pass.
Time passed bit by bit, and the city gate was dug through little by little.
The fighting on the walls continued, but the intensity and intensity were much less.
Many people retreated silently, because an even more tragic battle awaited everyone.
Under the city gate, the last piece of blue-striped stone will be pulled out directly.
The bright light shone directly on the face of a young, thin man, who was not physically strong, but was very suitable for this kind of burrowing work.
With a "whoosh", a cold arrow suddenly shot out from the front, and then bolted into the young man's eyebrows.
Blood flowed out, his head tilted, and the young thin man had completely lost his breath.
At this moment, a big hand abruptly pushed the thin man in front of him away, and then squeezed into the urn city at once.
In an instant, his face suddenly darkened.
In the urn city in front of him, two high-flying wells and several crossbows were already aimed at him.
As the fingers let go, six crossbow arrows shot out at the same time, and they shot in front of him in an instant, and in the unwilling roar, the sword light flashed, and blood splattered.
……
"Although you have already made the arrangement, but unfortunately, your strength is too meager." The long knife in Fang Fengjin's hand trembled slightly, as if he was ready to slash at Li Xuan at any time.
"Herald, crossbowmen, retreat to the city of urns." Li Xuan's voice sounded quickly on the city wall.
The crossbow man on the city wall, without the slightest hesitation, turned around and left.
The pressure on the many soldiers on the city wall increased sharply, but the increase was limited, because at this time, more Tianyin Sect guards were paying attention to the city gate.
Li Xuan waved his hand behind him, and Li Zhu immediately bowed to him and went to kill other places.
"There is one thing to tell the two of you, this king has a good relationship with some of the military generals who have been passed down from the former Sui to this day, such as the Runzhou Thorn History." Li Xuan raised his head and looked at Fang Fengjin and Zhang Wanyu with a smile: "What do you think of the relationship between the history of the assassination and the history of the assassination?" ”
The grandfather who came to Jingye was the protector of the former Sui general, and Shi Xu's grandfather was also Shi Wanzai, the former Sui general.
Now that both of them are the same Tang Dynasty Assassins, and they are in this Wuyue land with each other, if they don't contact anyone, who will believe it.
Although Fang Fengjin's face did not change for a while, his brows jumped slightly.
At this time, Zhang Wanyu suddenly spoke: "Be careful, he's still stalling for time!" ”
Li Xuan shook his head indifferently and said, "He knows, but he doesn't know, how much did this king guess the truth?" ”
The truth?
Zhang Wanyu's heart was cold, Muzhou Assassin Shi Shi Shu was dead, and now it was Muzhou Sima Yuan Chao who nominally presided over the affairs of Muzhou Prefecture, and Yuan Chao was now following the sailor along the Wu River......
"Don't think about it!" Fang Fengjin slapped Zhang Wanyu's shoulder with a palm, and then shouted softly: "Be careful, this is the biggest means of this king of Nanchang...... He never stopped fighting us. ”
Zhang Wanyu came to her senses in an instant, raised her head, and looked at Li Xuan, Li Xuan's smiling eyes looked at her, as if she could see through her thoughts at a glance.
With a "whoosh", a crossbow arrow suddenly shot from behind, and then slammed into the heart of a Tianyin Sect disciple at the head of the city.
Zhang Wanyu immediately raised her head, and saw that on the wall of the urn city, those crossbowmen had already chosen their positions, half of them were aimed at the city gate, and the other half were aimed at the city wall, and the bow and arrow were fired, and the balance of power on the city wall was immediately restored.
"Why don't you withdraw half of it...... It's not good, he's going to ......" Zhang Wanyu's words hadn't finished speaking, the extremely sharp lance blade had already stabbed her in front of her eyes, and with a "ding" sound, Zhang Wanyu had already taken a few steps back, and finally clung to the female wall before stopping.
As soon as she looked up, she saw that Li Xuan and Fang Fengjin had already fought fiercely.
This time, Li Xuan's long lance style has changed dramatically, attacking close and far, the long lance is heavy, and even Fang Fengjin was forced to retreat step by step.
But Zhang Wanyu, who saw this scene, couldn't help but light up in front of her, and the strength of the King of Nanchang had exploded to the extreme.
Now is the best time to kill him.
……
Ye Wanwan stood behind, looking at everything in the city in the distance.
Although the fighting on the city wall continued, there were not many Tianyin Sect disciples who climbed the city wall, and in the city gate below, one stone bar after another was quickly taken out, and the entire city gate hole became bigger and bigger.
The only exit that has been opened, although it has already been locked by countless crossbowmen, there are still people rushing forward and pounced on it.
With a "clang", the front row of stone walls was completely knocked down at once.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
The next moment, more Tianyin Sect disciples rushed towards the city gate, and for a while, arrows rained down.
"Everyone, rush, rush, rush in!" He Qing'er's excited voice sounded in the crowd.
Ye Wanwan was obviously stunned, but immediately waved her hand, and the next moment, more people began to rush towards the city gate, and she herself held the hilt of the sword at the same time, but I don't know why, Ye Wanwan just didn't take a step forward.
At this time, He Qing'er came to Ye Wanwan's side, and said excitedly: "Holy Maiden, we are about to open the passage to Wuzhou, this opportunity for meritorious service is still left to the two generals, why don't you go back to the camp now and prepare a celebration wine for everyone?" ”
Ye Wanwan looked sideways at He Qing'er, her eyes were round, and her face was full of surprise.
At this time, the excitement on He Qing'er's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and her eyes were full of worry when she looked at Ye Wanwan.
I don't know why, Ye Wanwan suddenly felt a softness in her heart, and then she nodded and said, "Okay!" ”
In the blink of an eye, Ye Wanwan and He Qing'er had retreated silently.
Today, most of the people who attacked Meiling Pass were Fang Fengjin's men.
Ye Wanwan's subordinates were left in the camp to guard the camp.
……
The sound of fighting in the urn city behind him kept ringing, but Li Xuan's attention was all on Fang Fengjin and Zhang Wanyu, especially Zhang Wanyu, her combat power was the worst among the three.
The long lance was aimed at Zhang Wanyu's vital point, constantly flying up and down, while Fang Fengjin on the other side rescued from time to time.
At this time, suddenly, a strong wind came from behind Li Xuan, and the next moment, the speed of his whole person was three points faster, and he stabbed Zhang Wanyu's heart fiercely.
Zhang Wanyu's two short swords were immediately bounced off, and Fang Fengjin on one side had already slashed at Li Xuan's ribs, and at this moment, he suddenly raised and slashed at the long lance in Li Xuan's hand.
With a sound of "dang", the figure suddenly separated, and Li Xuan was already standing behind in an instant.
Zhang Wanyu, who seemed to be smiling, glanced at it, and immediately, immediately snorted coldly: "Withdraw!" ”。
In an instant, countless round shields immediately protected Li Xuan's place, and more people quickly retreated from both sides of the shield array towards the urn city.
More Tianyin Sect guards climbed the city wall, but under the pressure of the bow and crossbow, they could not advance for a while.
Looking at the sudden scene, Zhang Wanyu suddenly noticed that something was wrong: "He is taking the initiative to withdraw." ”
"Yes, the wind is blowing!" Fang Fengjin raised his head.
To the southeast, strong winds are blowing.
(End of chapter)