Volume 2 Linglong Pavilion, Lore Sticker Chapter 28 The Clothed Guest
"It's a strong smell of blood, and the rain is about to break my soul, and today's village must be having a hard time. ”
Under the rain curtain, inside the cloth, a tall figure with deep eyes muttered and whispered, while treading the waves, the whole person was restrained, but like a ghost in the blue yellow spring, one step is as many as five steps of a normal person, I can't see how the steps are taken, how to take back, only know that there is only one person whispering around the Quartet.
The battle has begun, and the sergeants led by Zhang Ping do not have an advantage in the frontal assault, but in addition to the bravery, they add hatred, and the potential of the sergeants is greatly stimulated, and the blood is released, and the green wolf army located on the border is not comparable to the bandits who have killed a few good people in this stockade after all.
The morning sun could not be covered by the clouds, but there was bubbling fresh blood flowing out of the mountains, converging into a stream, casting the tragic situation of chaos.
In general, the two sides are evenly matched, at least at present, no one can help anyone, but for the number of casualties of the soldiers, the Jiazi battalion has a big advantage, veterans who have been battled for a hundred battles, recruits who have been tempered for thousands of years, which one is not the orthodox Da Chu strong soldiers, treating these mountain bandits, whether it is in terms of momentum or reason, they are the dominant side, and only the wall and slippery ground in front of them have stopped the pace of the sergeants' advance.
On the high platform, there are people watching the battle, some people cheering, and some people discussing the situation of the battle, these people are all the leaders in the cottage, the big boss and the second master, the leader of the martial arts, are frowning at the moment, obviously dissatisfied with the current situation.
"Fifth brother, sixth brother, you go to the front to help, and the fourth brother goes to transfer half of the minions guarding the east and west sides as a reserve, which is led by you, and you will block the vacancies when you see them. ”
The three sentences of Lingnuo shouted in unison, and the rough shouts shook the surrounding rain curtains.
At this time, in the back mountain, the heavy rain washed the green willow branches, and the sound of ticking was endless, and no bandits would patrol and guard the cliffside here.
Zhao Kai was walking with ninety soldiers, low down, with the help of trees to cover up, appropriately widen the distance, to prevent the splash from forming a wave to arouse the vigilance of everyone in the village.
The bright blade stretched out, his fingers grasped the thick handle of the cloth, and the neat swing of the knife rolled up a howling wind and swept away towards the back of the stockade.
With the help of the mountain and the cover of the wall, more bandits gathered into a momentum to block the four hundred soldiers of the Blue Wolf Army who were stabbing at the storm.
The fight ahead is becoming more and more ferocious, and the wolf-like gaze after killing people is possessed by everyone who is alive, and a new round of life and death shuffle is once again launched. Far from abating, the fighting showed no sign of abating, on the contrary, because of the uneven strength of the people in the stockade, more and more thieves began to fill the gaps left by the meat grinder on the battlefield, and then left more corpses behind, bringing a steady supply to the bloody stream.
Zhao Kai looked at the wall of different heights in front of him, complained about the stupidity and carelessness of the other party in his heart, raised his right hand high, from stretching to clenching, and the sergeants behind immediately responded, in groups of five, spread out in all directions regularly, climbing to the low wall left by the thieves.
The flaw has been firmly grasped by Zhao Kai, and is gradually penetrating, ninety people silently entered the wall, and when everyone stood firm, there were already several groups of sergeants carefully observing around, after making sure that there was not a single soldier here, Zhao Kai waved his hand, the order was issued, and the fierce battle in front of the area was surrounded and closed, and the four hundred bloody comrades formed a situation that echoed back and forth.
At this time, except for the weak and weak second master, who did not fight, the rest of the leaders all rushed forward, holding the weapons they used to use when they were fighting and looting, wielding flower-like moves, experiencing a big battle that they had never had in their lives, and everyone had already regretted provoking the hard stubble of the Green Wolf Army's Jiazi Battalion.
The crows in the world are as black, the thieves in the world are as stupid as the world, even if they are the leaders of the self-proclaimed smart and wise people, when Zhao Kai and their ninety-one sergeants appeared silently from the rear, they were blinded by the bright blades, and the bandits appeared in a moment's sluggishness on the battlefield, and then, and then they were frightened out of their courage, and then they were made dumplings by the sergeants of the Jiazi battalion.
On one side is the ruthless soldier who killed the red eye, on the other side is the elite soldier who came out of thin air without casualties, under the siege of the two phases, there have been many thieves who are not firm in their will to throw away their armor and flee in all directions, and the remaining resistance is only seventy percent, most of them have casualties, and fortunately there are two masters in the middle of the house, who are in charge of the scene, and force back a few soldiers who rushed up, shouting "Brothers fight, otherwise no one will end well", "Survive this pass, brothers eat and drink spicy, what do you want!" , in addition to boosting morale, it is also coercive and lure, which slightly stabilized the situation of defeat and retreat.
However, the overall situation has gone, and the ninety-one ironclad sergeants joined the battlefield like a torrent under the leadership of Zhao Kai, and the eyes that were red by the blood on the ground were only the head of the thief at this time, and everything else was not in sight.
Zhao Kai was also completely stimulated at this moment, when the knife light was wielded, the afterglow could see the corpses of his comrades who fell in a pool of blood, and the chill in his heart was boundless, this time he was released enough, how could anyone resist the saber in Zhao Kai's hand, all the bandits close to Zhao Kai were killed Zhang Ping cleanly, and now only a group of people who were at a loss were left around, and the weapons in their hands trembled due to unconscious control, and they were already on the verge of collapse.
Zhang Ping has been killed, his face is full of blood and rain mixed with a hideous expression, the blade in his hand is still waving, he saw the frightened little minions and slashed a knife, and when he met a difficult master, he fought hard, and finally killed a bloody road, successfully joined Zhao Kai, and when he met, his eyes burst out of essence, and his face had an unstoppable sense of praise, but in the next moment, the two staggered and separated, and a new round of battle began.
"Ling Ping's fruit is fragrant ....."
A headless sentence echoed in the mountains, into everyone's ears, and when I looked back, a tall figure wearing a robe and couldn't see the face clearly was walking alone, holding a red and bright fruit in his hand, and was gnawing on the rain.
The battle has been carried out so far, and it has basically reached the end stage, Zhang Ping saw that the overall situation had been decided, and he didn't care too much about the uninvited guests who appeared on the edge of the battlefield, but Zhao Kai's gaze was so deep for a moment, his body after training could easily perceive subtle spiritual power fluctuations, and he couldn't see through this person, there was no unusual meaning around him, but around this bloody battlefield, everything was so weird.
Zhang Ping casually cut off the head of a bandit who had long been exhausted, and said in as calm a voice as possible: "The battlefield is a dangerous place, and no one should leave as quickly as possible." ”
Half of the undeveloped area of the bright red fruit was thrown on the ground and rolled down in the flowing blood, which was even more vivid and dripping under the mixture of the two phases.
But the visitor obviously didn't mean to pick it up and eat it again, rubbed his slender hands, and his elegant voice appeared again, but this time it didn't resound throughout the battlefield, it was just an ordinary sound.
"I should be regarded as a rescuer who moved from Pinglong Cottage, not to be unrelated to waiting. ”
Zhang Ping's face was already gloomy and could drip blood, and he spit out a breath of turbidity, split the sparse battle line, and ran towards the clothed guest.
And the rugged boss wiped a handful of rain from his face, parted his beard everywhere, and smiled and groaned, looking ready to watch a good show.
Zhao Kai's voice of dissuasion had not yet been issued, and the two had already exchanged hands.
Zhang Ping's knife skills are flat and stable, and the outstanding thing lies in the heroic meaning obtained by sharpening in the army, but obviously he has not completely formed his own way, and Qin Yanchen's force is considered to be five or five open, at this time, the momentum between the big opening and closing is full, but the other party is just casually dodging a few times, and Zhang Ping is playing around.
Some of the angry Zhang Ping's knife techniques have been messed up, he didn't expect this person to be so difficult, his heart was stunned and unspeakable, but when he saw the brilliance lingering on the fingertips of the opposite fingers, caressing his sharp blade, he felt a sense of anesthesia from the five fingers holding the knife penetrated into his body, and he fell on the soil softly.
The battle had ceased, and the remaining remnants of the bandits would not be a cause for concern, but the newly appearing Clothed Man had become an unexpected turn of events, and an immovable mountain had fallen in the hearts of the remaining 300 or so sergeants.
"Who the hell are you?"
There was a dead silence without answering, and at this time, someone stepped down from the high platform in the village, and did not open the closed fan until he entered, regardless of the rain, or fanned himself with the cold wind. ”
The cold light flashed, which made the triumphant second master shudder, the clothed guest was just a turn of his head to have such momentum, and the robbers under him were even more silent, not daring to move.
"The ..... of the Demon Dao" Zhang Ping's face showed a look of shock, and his heart was even more remorseful, feeling bitter for his recklessness.
At this moment, the mountains and forests were only the sound of nature, the broken stockade was washed by heavy rain, and sawdust fell from time to time, and the water was still converging, but none of the fallen corpses stood up again, and all the sergeants were frightened by the scene in front of them.
The clothed man still didn't cover his face, didn't see any movement, didn't hear the slightest sign, but flashed out of thin air, his fingers continued to draw small arcs, and all the tall sergeants along the way were put down, but fortunately there was no killing.
Zhao Kai stared at everything in front of him, not missing any opportunity to observe the movements of the clothed guest, and if he was as strong as him, he could only see a stream of black evil qi appearing around the clothed guest, wrapping him in continuous teleportation, and the light between his fingers was more like a small stream of thunder, and he could hear the irritability from the hands of the approaching clothier.