Volume 1 The Catastrophe of Yongliang Chapter 10 The Wind Blows
Yan Yunting wanted to leave ruthlessly several times, but in the face of a group of hot-blooded men who defended their families and the country, the selfishness in his heart suddenly disappeared.
"Forget it, let's die!" He pulled out his guts and roared and rushed towards the corpses.
"Poof!"
"Whoa!"
"Uh-huh!"
Slash again and again, one head after another, one blood after another!
The loyal and brave never retreat, like the fire and the rising sun rise bravely for it, and the bleak autumn wind sings for its feat!
But the number of poisonous people is too much, and the battle situation has finally turned into a one-sided slaughter, and dozens of poisonous people pounce on and bite when a soldier falls to the ground!
The general trend of Liangcheng has gone, and the city is destined to be ruined!
Li Yu's white face was stained with blood, and he waved his long sword numbly, completely venting the grief in his heart on the poisonous man's body.
By the time the morning sun had risen completely, the walls were covered with corpses, and there were few of the 20,000 defenders left!
The tide of corpses completely poured onto the city wall, and the survivors were flanked from the left and right sides, and Yan Yunting and Li Yu were attacked on their backs.
"Are you satisfied? Are you happy to kill now? Yan Yunting gasped and was annoyed.
"It's a pleasure! Hahaha......" Li Yu laughed at the sky, heartless.
"Lao Tzu is in pain! Lao Tzu has never even touched a woman's hand in his life, so he died like this, it's really not worth it to think about! Yan Yunting wiped the blood foam on his face, and cut off the heads of two poisonous people.
Li Yu suddenly calmed down, he looked back, his guilty eyes flickered, "Yan Yunting, if you are lucky in the future, this son will definitely introduce you to a peerless beauty......
"What? What did you say?! It's a pity that the noise around him was too loud, and his voice was too quiet, and Yan Yunting couldn't hear it clearly.
"If you can't hear it, forget it!"
"Wow, Wow......"
Cranes?
A huge white crane came with the morning sun and the wind on its back.
On the back of the crane rode a handsome man in white, who shouted at the city wall: "Childe! I'm here to pick you up! ”
"Heavenly Immortal Snow Crane, is it...... White Creek! Li Yu's eyes widened and he couldn't help shouting excitedly.
"Then you don't want to serve your country?" Yan Yunting swept away the close enemies with his sword qi and retreated to the wall with Li Yu.
The crane flapped its wings and docked in the air, and Bai Xi hurriedly greeted: "Childe, come up quickly!" I'll take you away! ”
This white crane is indeed big enough, but it can't sit on three big living people, not to mention that Yan Yunting is still carrying a heavy sword of dozens of catties.
Li Yu glanced at Yan Yunting beside him, gritted his teeth and said, "You go to the crane, I'll stay!"
Yan Yunting shook his head, flew up and kicked Li Yu's ass, "Go up to you!" ”
Li Yu flew out of the city wall and happened to fall on the back of the crane, "You bastard......"
He scolded and got up, and then looked back where was Yan Yunting's figure? Only a group of poisonous men roared fiercely on the city walls.
Tears instantly condensed into his eyes, and he lay on the crane's back and shouted loudly: "Yan Yunting! Yan Yunting......"
"Childe, it's important to escape, let's go!"
The white crane flapped its wings and soared into the blue sky against the rising sun.
"Yan Yunting! Yan Yunting......"
The call from the heart lingers in the air for a long time.
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Of course Yan Yunting didn't die.
Escaping death has long been a common thing for him, but he has survived for so many years by not only luck, but also perseverance and wisdom honed by hard years.
Yan Yunting was crawling in the pile of corpses, the dirty blood had already covered the popularity on his body, and now as long as he didn't gasp, the corpses would not be able to find him.
Holding his breath, he quickly climbed along the rampart, and when he reached the place where the elevator was, a saddle horse rolled over and slipped into it.
The elevator is suspended on the city wall, and there is a certain gap between it and the wall, Yan Yunting leaned on the inside of the elevator, not daring to make any sound, taking a small breath, taking a small breath, the poisonous man did not find out his existence.
He froze in place, adjusting every breath rate, every heartbeat, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes!
In this way, from sunrise to sunset in the west, probably because of the high temperature during the day, the tide of corpses gradually receded from the city.
Yan Yunting took a deep breath, the long day had finally come to an end, he twisted his numb arms and thighs, stepped on the elevator but did not climb the city wall.
There are still poisonous people roaming around the wall, and if there is another movement, sooner or later they will be besieged-
The elevator is suspended by several iron chains, the thickest one sticking to the wall and extending to the beacon, which is the switch and gear bearing that controls the elevator.
Yan Yunting climbed the thickest chain, leaning against the wall and crawling towards the beacon tower little by little.
From time to time, the roar of the poisonous man sounded above his head, and there was a drop of dozens of feet under his feet.
So he climbed very slowly and steadily, and did not reach the beacon until nightfall.
He jumped up to the city wall with all his might, and at the same time pulled out his giant sword and slashed wildly, the last distance, the last threshold, the last struggle!
According to the cold front, it is extremely masculine, and when it is wielded, there are bursts of sword energy!
When Yan Yunting slashed to the beacon tower, the poisonous people wandering on the city wall were attracted by the sound, and they condensed into a corpse tide in an instant, and the poisonous people under the full moon seemed to be even more rampant!
Yan Yunting quickly climbed onto the beacon tower and got into the wooden kite, no matter what button it has, press it if it can, and pull it if it can!
In the hurry, the switch of the wooden kite was really triggered, and the "click-click-......" gear let out a low roar, and the two wings also stirred up.
The frequency of the wings was getting faster and faster, the wooden kite swayed and soared into the air, and Yan Yunting held the dragon's head and smashed it down, "Fly!" Hurry up and fly for Lao Tzu......"
Poisonous people came one after another, surrounding the beacon tower, Yan Yunting used his sword qi to purge the poisonous people while pulling it up!
"Huhuhu......" suddenly hit like a gust of wind, which happened to help the wooden kite!
The wooden kite glided out of the beacon tower, drew a graceful arc in the air, and flew out of Liangcheng.
"Want to eat your grandfather and me? Let's wait for the next life! ”
"Hahaha......"
The wooden kite resists the breeze and soars into the night sky.
……
Yan Yunting drove the wooden kite, using the wine as a song to the bright moon, and the feeling of the breeze blowing on her cheeks was like a girl's soft lips kissing, so comfortable and free.
I don't know how long I flew, and I don't know where I flew, the night was getting deeper and deeper, and the moon was getting brighter and brighter, and at this time, a question that he had never thought about began to ferment in his heart-
How do you land?
The wooden kite shuttles quickly in the clouds, and there is a drop of several thousand zhang from the ground.
He wanted to study the mechanism on the wooden kite, and at this moment, a "quack" cry suddenly came from under the clouds.
Crow crowing?
How could there be crows hovering in such a high place?
"Quack! Wail! Quack ......"
The cry is getting closer and clearer!
This unfortunate mourning voice is absolutely impossible for crows to be wrong.
Yan Yunting secretly felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to pull up the dragon's head, and suddenly, a large group of black crows broke through the clouds and pounced on the wooden kite!