The soldiers on the city were hiding behind the battlements to avoid the rain, and no one could have imagined that the enemy would attack in such bad weather, so no one noticed that Kou Zhong and dozens of other horsemen were approaching at the first time!

The sound of the horse's hooves was completely muffled in the wind and rain, and it was so smooth that Kou Zhong couldn't even imagine it......

A soldier at the head of the city suddenly poked his head out, and immediately saw Kou Zhong and others who had already rushed to the city, and his first reaction was to ring the bell to warn, which was indeed beyond Kou Zhong and others' expectations, and he was stunned for a long time before shouting: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The terrible screams pierced through the barrier of the heavy rain, and finally made the soldiers at the head of Jinling City reflect, but their expressions were so dazed that they couldn't even think of firing arrows!

The guards couldn't stop flocking to the castle tower, and finally a man who looked like an officer shouted, "Shoot the arrow!"

The soldiers woke up like a dream, hurriedly panicked looking for arrows and longbows, people said that the more busy they were, the busier they were, the more they were busy, the only ones who could really immediately open their bows and arrows were dozens of elites, and the sparse arrows were blown by the wind and rain, and they suddenly didn't know where they went......

Kou Zhong surpassed everyone and laughed: "Tomorrow, this Jinling will not be surnamed Du Li!" He bounced up from the back of Qianlimeng under his crotch, and the cold moon on his back turned into a ball of swords, protecting the front, like a stone bullet thrown by a trebuchet, and threw it towards the upper floor of the city tower. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the enemy realized that the city was really attacking, and more people began to bend their bows and arrows, but they were one step too late.

When the cold moon sword light unfolded, the cold air like the cold ice of the Northern Darkness for thousands of years added to the power of the cold rain, and the blades were everywhere, and the rain froze!

Behind him, a large number of masters showed their light skills, ignoring the slippery city walls, and each showed their stunts to climb upward!

The camp outside the city has long been ready to go, the army has braved the rain out of the camp, towards Jinling City, from the city, under the gloomy sky, in the heavy rain, countless figures and shadows, like locusts surging towards Jinling, at a glance can not see the edge, this posture, not to mention there must be tens of thousands of people!

The fierce attack, coupled with the violent storm, really made the Jinling defenders panic, they never expected that Kou Zhong would dare to attack the city in the raging storm!

Kou Zhong relied on his profound cultivation, and Ba Fenghan both climbed to the top of the city, Leng Yue and the Xuan Sword were everywhere, the enemy was injured if he was not killed, and in a few breaths, twenty or thirty masters of the rivers and lakes such as Shang Xiuxun and Song Bo followed one after another, and the upper floor of Jinling fell under their control in an instant.

At this time, the enemy army in front of them was already red-eyed, especially the generals of the Jianghuai army, and they knew that if they did not recapture the city tower quickly, when they gained a firm foothold, it was almost inevitable that the city gate would be lost!

Fu Gongyou, the general of the Jianghuai Army in iron armor, took the lead in rushing towards Kou Zhong with a big gun, he clearly knew that he was definitely not the opponent of these masters in front of him, but if he didn't stand up now, the Jianghuai Army's morale would inevitably collapse, and there would be no hope for Jinling City!

"There are still 80,000 troops in Jinling City, as well as dozens of Yin Sect masters, as well as the Dust Clearing Dao Master, they will definitely not watch Jinling change hands, as long as I stop their momentum and delay for a moment, a large number of masters and a steady stream of troops will drive them out of the city! I must hold on until the reinforcements arrive!" Fu Gongyou roared angrily in his heart, and the big gun in his hand made it like an angry dragon going out to sea, and he killed Kou Zhong with an indomitable momentum!

Kou Zhong was killing the rise, glimpsed that Ba Fenghan had already killed a clearing on the other side, the corpses of the enemy soldiers under his feet were piled up like a hill, blood and rain fused, and flowed towards the city, he couldn't help but roar excitedly, and happened to see an enemy general rushing in, looking at his outfit, it must be a big fish, and laughed: "Good come!"

The cold moon turned into a cold glow in the gloomy wind and rain, and fought with the attacking big gun!

"Boom!"

The sound of the clash of gold and iron shook the ears of the surrounding soldiers and made them deaf, and they couldn't even hear the sound of the wind and rain shouting and killing.

Fu Gongyou was like being struck by lightning, and the spear that rushed forward was like stabbing a mountain, and the whole person was suddenly shocked back seven or eight steps, and he crashed back, knocking down more than a dozen pro-soldiers one after another, and looked at the right hand that had almost lost only feeling, and the tiger's mouth had been torn apart, and it was stained with blood!

Suddenly, Fu Gongyou suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, and just then he gasped for breath, looking at Kou Zhong in horror as if a demon god had descended into the world!

Only then did he appreciate the sharpness of his sword skills, no wonder he could be dominant, he thought of Du Fuwei who was addicted to wine again, and compared the two, a sense of despair almost rose in his heart.

Before he had time to be sad and desperate, Kou Zhong's cold moon had already slashed with the cold qi that almost froze him, and Fu Gongyou's internal organs were displaced by the slash just now, and he was powerless to resist at all, so he simply closed his eyes and waited for death.

When the soldiers around him saw the sword coming, they wanted to let the general run, but after all, their desire to survive prevailed, and they fled to the back in unison, and Fu Gongyou was still there......

Kou Zhong's knife did not slash at Fu Gongyou's body, but saw the expression of the general waiting for death in front of him and the escape of the soldiers around him, and slashed the more than a dozen soldiers next to him who were in a hurry to dodge, and then shouted: "Damn, it's a little timid, hey, Du Fuwei is already a dry bone in the grave, why don't you follow me in the future?"

Fu Gongyou thought that he would die, but he waited for a long time but did not wait, suddenly heard such a sentence, opened his eyes, but saw that the young man in front of him was looking at him with burning eyes, and a sadness surged in his heart, and he said with difficulty: "The general of the defeated army, he will not give up his death!" Thanks to Kou Shuai, I ...... I'm down!"

Fu Gongyou did not feel ashamed of Du Fuwei in his heart, Du Fuwei was Lao Du's right-hand man when he first started the army, but after so many years, he watched Du Fuwei gradually become depressed, almost reduced to a puppet of the Demon Gate, and now he is shrinking in Yangzhou to do the last carnival, and he is not even willing to come to Jinling to fight to the death with the enemy, how can he still have the appearance of the Jianghuai Governor who was dominant......

And the escape of the soldiers around him was the last straw that crushed Fu Gongyou, and it also made him completely see the end of the Jianghuai army, and the relative Kou Zhong's young marshal army was shining like a rising star!

Kou Zhong nodded with satisfaction, pulled him up and said, "Can you still move, get up if you can, follow me to open the city gate!" Fu Gongyou endured the pain all over his body, got up from the rain with difficulty, staggered to Kou Zhong, and then walked silently towards the city.

At this time, a group of masters who rushed to the head of the city rushed to kill, killing the enemy when they met the enemy, and killed them one by one into the city.

Under the merciless whipping of wind and rain and panic, the guards who had lost their square inches scattered and fled, as if the end was coming. (To be continued.) )