The sound of breaking the air started, but it was a gunshot shadow coming through the air.

The speed of this spear projection was several times faster than the speed of the reflexive dodge of the Qiang soldier right away, and it hit the chest of the Qiang soldier directly, and immediately pierced the armor and pierced the back!

The Qiang soldier didn't even have time to scream, so he was shot through and dismounted, and nailed to death on the street!

At the other end of the long street, a hunched thin old man stood firmly, wearing a scarf and a soap-colored robe, completely dressed as a pennyman, but on his shoulder was a woodcutter's firewood rack. There was no firewood on the firewood rack, it was all frosted and oil-soaked jujube wood pole spears, the heads of the spears were four-edged, and the cold light and snow shone brightly, revealing a murderous aura.

This old man is none other than the former head of the Heishui River Divine Mansion, and now the old turtle spirit Wu Zongyuan who is in front of Wei Ye.

The method of throwing a gun to kill people just now was really domineering and beautiful enough, and it shocked the audience at once, so that all the people on this long street forgot the next action for a while!

Wu Zongyuan paced, walked in front of Tie Shan, and said in a harmonious voice: "Iron Sect Leader, my lord is really right, if the old man doesn't come to answer, you will have to fight these barbarians to the end alone, yes or no? The lord has a good idea of the current situation, and naturally has a plan to respond. Iron Sect Leader, take these men, go with the old man, the lord's plan still depends on your cooperation......"

He was already slow to speak, but he instinctively dozed off in this snowy weather, and these words were even more slower.

Just when Wu Lao Weng was a little babbling, the remaining Qiang soldiers glanced at each other, and at the same time opened their bows and arrows, and shot towards Wu Lao Weng!

Hearing the sound of arrows breaking through the air, Wu Zongyuan waved his hand regardless of the changes on the surface of Tieshan, still facing away from these Qiang soldiers. Those arrows shot straight at the back of the old man, but they were like defeated, and they all fell to the ground with a few plops.

The old turtle spirit sighed, and then said: "Iron Sect Head, it seems that if you don't send these young people away, you won't feel at ease when you think about it." Anyway, the old man will help you with the head of the Iron Sect, but in this way, it is inevitable that there will be a suspicion of bullying the small, which is very unworthy of the identity of the old man. ”

Tie Shan didn't seem to understand this, if Wei Ye was here, maybe he would have to sink his head: an old turtle spirit who has been cultivating for a long time specializes in dealing with so many stragglers, that is indeed ...... It's too bullying.

As he spoke, General Wu Zongyuan turned around and smiled kindly at the rest of the Qiang army. This smile is indescribably amiable, but it startles those military horses who are much more agile than humans, and they neighs in amazement!

Even if they didn't understand why the horses were suddenly frightened, the words in the mouth of Wu Laoweng still made these Qiang soldiers feel nervous:

"Iron Sect Leader, let's move quickly, don't miss the lord's business!"

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"What is the right thing?" Wei Ye took his hands, looked at the old temple in front of him, and said in a loud voice: "The major affairs of the family and the country are worshiped internally and Rong outside. If this Blackwater City is captured by the rebels, what else do you want this Fubo General Temple to do? Ma Fubo has been fighting horses all his life and sweeping away the Qiang troubles, if he sees these Qiang troops in chaos today, he will not be far away, and he will not have the cheeks to enjoy this side of the blood and food sacrifice!"

After that, the immortal warlock waved his hand: "Bell! Have you counted the cloth and food stored in this temple? There is nothing else to say, the salt used for disinfection and the clean cloth used for bandaging must be missing! If these temple blessings still dare to obstruct it, I will allow you to fill your stomach with the copper coins and silver cakes they have deposited!"

Sima Ling's chuckle came from the temple of General Fubo: "Uncle, there are not only cloth and grain stored here, but also several pairs of armor, but there is not too much money, do you want to come in and have a look, there is also a yellow silk tablet here-"

"Tablet?" Wei Ye paused, shook his head and said: "I don't care if it's the tablet of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor or Zhonghuang Taiyi, I will come back and talk about the distance and distance here, I will leave it to you to keep an eye on, I will go and see if the barricades in front are arranged!"

Wei Ye said, turned around and walked out of the temple gate.

The old temple Zhu had been crying and shouting behind Wei Ye's back: "Duke Wei, Duke Wei, this is all temple property, and the misappropriation is to provoke the gods to condemn!"

However, Wei Ye's last meaningful sentence made the old Miao Zhu slightly stunned, and suddenly quieted down.

The background in this General Fubo Temple was already a bit complicated, Wei Ye guessed a thing or two but didn't try to puncture it. As long as it doesn't hinder his subsequent actions, let alone the tablet of Zhonghuang Taiyi who can get some origins and incense, even if it is Sakyamuni on that tablet, Wei Ye is willing to pinch his nose and admit it.

The immortal warlock stood on the street, and the two sides of the main street in Dongcheng were connected to the largest square areas of the Han people in Heishui City, and the Li Zheng in this place were also called out by Wei Ye one by one, and he used his soldiers to force them to produce labor and materials, and reluctantly built barricades at both ends of the street.

Fortunately, Wei Ye still has an official identity, so he can force these Li Zheng to urge all households to move. It doesn't matter if it's a passing foreign official, there is a huge disparity in status between the officials and the people in these years, if Wei Ye is just a white-clothed scholar passing by in other places, I'm afraid that just to mobilize these people to defend themselves will cost endless tongues.

Seeing that the barricade had a rough appearance, Wei Ye unfolded the bamboo slip terminal, called up the three-dimensional projection of Blackwater City, and watched silently.

As far as the Qiang soldiers are concerned, the entire organization of more than 200 Qiang soldiers is just a miniature mutiny. Even if he Wei Zhi didn't care about the battle damage, he risked the arrow stone to play by himself. After a few rounds of rushing kills, as long as he is not seriously injured, it is enough to kill the opponent.

However, these Qiang soldiers can only be said to be the attacking force in this riot, compared to them, almost half of the cultists in this Blackwater City are the real source of trouble! Although the quality of these sub-sectarians, Wei Ye knows no matter how clear, they are all some war scum who have not achieved enough things and have more than enough defeat, but these war five scum are enough to stir up fire and smoke everywhere in the entire Blackwater City, so that Wei Da can take care of one thing and lose the other, and it is difficult for him to be considerate.

In the final analysis, there are still too few people around Wei Ye who can mobilize, even if Tie Shan and those people he trained are recalled, it is not bad to be able to guard the hinterland of Dongcheng. In other places, even if Wei Ye wanted to stretch out his hand, he couldn't pull out!

But in this chaos, in addition to the Qiang soldiers and the people, there are also Zoroastrian priests and scripture teachers who are behind the scenes. Are there any other variables behind this? What can we do to really break this deadlock? Even Wei Ye feels helpless at the moment!