The banner is fierce, and the iron armor is coming.

After the defeat and retreat of the Zhou army, relying on the century-old fortified city in the rear as the base point, after reorganizing the troops, they went to the front line again and continued to attack the Mengji defense line.

"Order, let the former army Ji Ping continue to strengthen the offensive, and the left and right armies will divide into two vanguard to attack the city, and I will see the red flag fluttering above the fortress before tomorrow!"

Time passed step by step, Nangong Shi was a little less quiet than before the return to the battle, looking at the red armor soldiers who were forced out of the camp gate by Zhao Bing again, he hated for the first time that he had not been able to awaken the powerful bloodline.

Sometimes there are many whimsical ideas and unparalleled wisdom, and a fierce general who is different from ordinary people appears on the opposite side, which directly makes many of his plans come to naught, and this feeling of being invincible to the strength of the other party alone makes him feel irritable, and it is terrible.

"What about the Shengong Leopard people? He said yes to solve the problem, and he hasn't seen anyone for a few days, where did he go? ”

The generals of the gathering generals shook their heads one after another: "The national teacher has always been alone, and he has nothing to do with us, I really don't know!" ”

"Dog ......"

"The general is angry, don't lose your composure, Shen Guoshi is my eldest brother's confidant, he will never escape from the battle, disappear at this time, Ji Fa is determined, he must go to seek help from a master, and he wants to restrain Zhao Bing, maybe I will wait and wait for a few days?"

Seeing that Nangong Shi almost blurted out something that shouldn't be said, Ji Fa also hurriedly played the round, for fear that the general would be impulsive.

It's already very difficult now, and if there is any more internal discord, Ji Fa is really worried about whether he can return to Xiqi alive.

"Hmph, outsiders, how much credibility can they have? The second prince will protect him, our army will not be able to attack for a long time, and if it drags on for half a month, even if we can take the defense line, when Meng Jiguo's army arrives, we will not have time to re-consolidate the fortifications, and the battle situation will only be difficult at that time. ”

How can you not know the truth here? It's just that everyone can think of the problem, but the solution is at a loss, and a group of people can only watch Zhao Bing, who is standing at the gate of the camp like a god of war, killing frantically, but they have no thoughts.

Sending people to meet the battle can't be defeated, and many calculations are useless in the face of the defense line that can't be avoided, so let's use the tactic of starving food and water, and wait for the opposite side to consume dry food and grass, it is estimated that Meng Ji's army is also coming.

The original plan was to go down to Hexi first, create the established facts, and then rely on the various fortifications built by Meng Ji, so that Meng Ji's army and them could not advance an inch across the Luo River, and then it was a political bargain.

"Hahaha, why should the general treat others with himself? Is there such a deep misunderstanding about Shen Gongbao? ”

"I visited my friends all over the next time, and now I have found a good way for the general to break the enemy, the general, why don't you come out quickly to meet the four immortals?"

A hearty laugh came from outside the camp, and the generals were startled, and Nangong Shi frowned even more displeasedly.

Under the enthusiastic invitation of the second son, Ji Fa, who was still overjoyed, Nangong Shi took a step forward and walked out with the generals in the camp to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Shen Gongbao.

Lifting the door curtain, the first person standing in front of him was Shen Gongbao, who was dressed in a black robe with a proud face, and saw that behind him, four 'four' people with strange shapes and shapes that did not look like humans stood on both sides.

A man with a face like an eagle, with two wings on his back, stepped forward and called himself a winged fairy.

One person wore a scarf, wore a water suit, his face was like a full moon, sat down and rode on a fox, held a scarlet sword in his arms, and stepped forward to proclaim: "The king and demon of Kowloon Island in the poor road!" ”

One person pulls a double lonely bun, wears a big red suit, his face is like blue indigo, his hair is like cinnabar, and he has fangs on top and bottom, and sits down a leopard with a blue pearl in his hand, which is for Kowloon Island Gao Youqian.

The last person, holding a bun of flowing clouds, looks the most normal, born like a white-faced Xiaosheng, dressed in a dark green road uniform, holding a dark green poison flag, his teacher is the legendary plague man Lu Yue who helped Wen Taishi break the ancient plague beast, is Zhu Tianlin.

Seeing that everyone in the Zhou Kingdom didn't know anything except for Zhu Tianlin's master Lu Yue, Shen Gongbao boasted with an exaggerated face.

"Everyone, listen to me, these four are amazing, they are disciples of the Tongtian Sage, you all know that there is a Dapeng bird under Meng Wei's seat, and the winged fairy is also born in Pengniao, and he is good at using strong winds, and he can travel thousands of miles a day."

"And these two are even more incredible, there are four saints on Kowloon Island, two of which are Gao You's Qiandao Friends and Wang Demon Daoyou, these two have mana to the sky, and they also have rare treasures, which are infinitely useful."

"And Zhu Tianlin, you may not know his name, his master Lu Yue Zhenren, presumably everyone knows, don't look at Zhu Daoyou's youth, now he has already cultivated the true biography of Lu Yue Zhenren, and has been given the famous plague flag, there is this treasure, no matter how many people he Meng Ji has, it can turn into pus when he keeps it for three days."

"Hiss~"

Although the soldiers did not understand these meanings, they intuitively felt a little unclear, especially the plague flag, which was praised by the words of various North Sea expeditions, and all beings were destroyed when they came out.

frightened these ordinary mortal generals instead, they retreated, for fear of being contaminated.

The other three sect members were slightly disliked, after all, Lu Yue's popularity was difficult to explain.

But Zhu Tianlin was secretly proud, and he secretly made up his mind in his heart, one day, he would definitely be more famous than the master, as for the relationship between the master and Meng Ji? Hehe, as far as his master's popularity, Zhu Tianlin doesn't think he can have anything to do with the Lord of Meng Ji.

If he had to have something to do with it, he felt that it must be Meng Wei, who forcibly rubbed his master's hot spot and deliberately invited him to buy fame.

At least Shen Gongbao told him.

Nangong Shi didn't know the stakes, but just looked at the appearance of several people's 'extraordinary faces', and felt in his heart that these people probably still had some real skills, otherwise they wouldn't have grown like this, and they could still be so confident.

So Nangong Shi took a few immortals directly to the hill overlooking Meng Ji's battlefield, and pointed to Zhao Bing, who was as solid as a rock blocking the gate of the camp.

"You immortal elders came at the right time, the enemy generals are infinitely powerful, and their brute strength is like moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, and they don't know what evil methods they have used, so that they have a body of Samadhi True Fire Protection, and Shen Guoshi's previous soul-snatching technique has not been able to take down this fang, I don't know what skills a few immortal elders can teach me?"

Wang Mo was particularly interested in this kind of warrior with a strong body, his eyes were full of divine light, and he tried his best to look at Zhao Bing from afar, constantly looking at his strong body, and then laughed.

"Hahaha, don't panic, general, this person is just a mortal body, so don't worry."

"In the next mountain, I borrowed a treasure to teach Yang Sen Daoyou, called Open Dzi, and the three souls of people, please wait, it only takes a moment, I will kill this person for the general, as a salute."

Nangong Shi was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed to Wang Mo, thanking him in his mouth.

The Zhou army has been suffering from Zhao Bing for a long time, and there are many capable people in the army, but there is nothing to do about this kind of heavy warrior who breaks through the strength of the skill, and it is rare that a few ghost-like assassins can touch Zhao Bing's body, but as soon as the fire of samadhi is covered, it is difficult for the assassin who forgets his life and death to get close to his body.

Now that there are monks who can lead this matter with confidence, it is naturally very welcome, and if they can really make achievements, they are all very happy.

Wang Mo was not verbose, he directly clamped his legs, stepped on the void with a relentless understanding, and went straight to Zhao Bing past the soldiers of the Zhou army who launched an offensive forward.

With a peculiar shape and a windy mount, Wang Mo is the most stylish and eye-catching existence in the crowd.

Zhao Bing squinted his eyes for the first time, looking at this obviously unkind existence, there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Meng Wei often said that the more strange the weapon, the faster it will die, and the uglier the appearance, the stronger the strength.

The principle is unknown, at least Zhao Bing listened to this sentence, and before he could engage in the battle, he directly asked in a loud voice: "Dare to ask where Your Excellency is sacred?" Can you use your name? ”

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth were slightly upturned, he looked a little disdainful, and he didn't answer for a while, as if such a mortal was not worthy of talking to him at all, and he directly sacrificed the magic weapon from afar, a white light flowing open heavenly bead, according to Zhao Bing's figure, like a hidden weapon, smashed into Zhao Bing's head.

The huge copper hammer was held high, and it hit the white light with great force, and with a crisp sound of duang~, the white light flew back upside down, but the copper hammer in Zhao Bing's hand fell to the ground in an instant, raising a large piece of dust.

"Demon Dao, what kind of evil art are you using?"

I saw that Zhao Bing's left hand was trembling non-stop, and the force exerted by the previous impact seemed to directly shock the soul, obviously not having much strength, but it made his left hand like a thousand ants devouring his heart, sore, numb, swollen and painful.

This feeling is very similar to what Bian Ji said about hitting the soul directly.

"Huh, sorcery? The frog at the bottom of the well, the spell cast by the poor road is the authentic soul falling technique of my teaching, I didn't expect you to be a reckless man, the human soul is quite strong, you continue to struggle, I want to see if your human soul can withstand my several impacts. ”

The dzi continued to take off, and then continued to smash it.

Zhao Bing, who had endured hardships, tossed and turned, constantly dodging the attacks of this evil sect bead.

But after all, he is not the kind of agile type of warrior, and several times when danger is everywhere, he is struggling to support, using the shield as a hidden weapon to collide with the white light of the sky.

The pressure suddenly increased, and seeing that he couldn't resist it, Zhao Bing also hurriedly shouted: "Bian Ji, hurry up, Nai Weng can't hold on." ”

"Hmph, so, what's the use of you training your physical body so well? In the end, isn't it still the master? ”

Bian Ji was sarcastic, but the work in his hands did not stop, only to see him raise the white bone banner in his hand high, his whole body was covered with green tendons, and there seemed to be countless powerful ghosts swimming around him under his skin, and a trace of miserable white mist gushed out from the various spiritual energy nodes he had arranged in advance, and after a while, it enveloped the audience.

Where the mist passed, the dead came back to life, turned into a walking corpse, and frantically pounced on the king demon.

Wang Mo pulled out the crimson sword in his hand, and the Dao sword light was like red sand, protecting Wang Mo's body, but there were not too many soldiers of the Zhou army who died on this land these days.

No matter how he slashed them, the resurrected dead seemed endless.

Just when he was a little overwhelmed and wanted to retreat, he heard a person behind him shouting.

"Brother Wang Demon, don't panic, and let my winged fairy help you!"

(End of chapter)