Chapter 3 Jiangnan Yanyu Building
The next day, the gorgeous guard of honor slowly used to leave Yanmen County, and the person led by him wore bright silver chain mail, held a tiger and a heavenly halberd and talked and laughed with a eunuch-like person beside him. On the slope of the mountain www.biquge.info ten miles away, a man dressed in white is Shengxue, looking back at the vast Gobi Desert.
How many of the brothers brought from Beijing back then were buried here, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to return this time, so I silently said in my heart: "Brothers, go slowly, wait for me! At that time, we will put up another 100,000 flags and fight the ten halls of Yama!"
After more than ten days of galloping, Wen Sicheng came to this remote Qingfeng Gorge, looking at the torture in front of him, and he had no determination to live. Silently pulled out his portable sword, split the rope that bound Dingzhi's body, and gently put it on the horse's back and said, "Brother, brother will take you home." ”
Turning around, his eyes revealed a fierce murderous aura, the sword Changqiong slanted to the ground, and said loudly: "I don't know who set up this night banquet for Wen? Now that the guests have arrived, why hasn't Your Excellency shown up?" In the distance in the night, the five horsemen slowly walked out, all dressed in black and masked, each with different long soldiers and short weapons, and the first person carried his horse and walked out slowly: "General Wen, I have been waiting here for a long time!"
Wen Sicheng raised his hand and pointed to the corpse of Dingzhi on horseback, and asked lightly: "What did you do?" The man at the head was stunned for a moment, frowned and responded: "What? General Wen didn't ask him why he died" Wen Sicheng said coldly: "Don't ask! Since Your Excellency has admitted this matter, then Wen Mou is not welcome!" Before the words fell, Wen Sicheng had already swept more than five feet, and Changqiong in his hand was like a swimming dragon, and he took the eyebrows of the man in black as the leader, and the eyebrows of the man in black tightened, and he shouted: "Do it!"
At that time, dozens of black-clothed men stood up in the valley, armed with repeating crossbows. Wen Sicheng was shocked in his heart, this repeater is a thing in the army, and its range is not comparable to that of a strong bow, but it is indeed incomparable in power at a short distance. The royal family has always attached great importance to this repeater, each repeater has a special number, and there are corresponding records for leaving the warehouse, and the damaged crossbow has a special person responsible for destroying it. Where did these dozen thieves get their repeaters?
Although Wen Sicheng was shocked in his heart, his face was silent, the long Qiong sword in his hand opened and closed, and a heroic aura came out, and the thief's head drew a pair of spinning thorns from his sleeve, which was a pair of short soldiers with more than one foot in size, shaped like a giant needle, and there seemed to be a mechanism in its middle, which could spin quickly in his hand without falling.
At this moment, the remaining four black-clothed people saw that Wen Sicheng did not retreat but advanced, and they were shocked, and Wen Sicheng was about to cross a few people, and immediately separated in all directions, and they all picked up their weapons and attacked Wen Sicheng, two people on the left, one was nine feet tall, holding an iron long stick, as if he was walking the road of steel, sitting on horseback and smashing Wen Sicheng's back from top to bottom;
The two people on the right, one of them seemed to be a woman, pulled out a soft sword from his belt, and stabbed at the empty door in front of Wen Sicheng's chest like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter; When Wen Sicheng was attacked on his back, he slapped his palm on the neck of the thief's mount in a hurry, and rushed at the woman with the soft sword with his back, and at the same time, Changqiong in his hand swept away from the bottom up, directly hitting the short masked man in the air, if the man did not take his palm, he would have been cut off by an arm, and he had no choice but to leap backwards.
And the woman was hit by Wen Sicheng at a high speed between the lightning and flint, and she was at a loss for a while, forgetting to react, and was knocked off the horse by Wen Sicheng. At that time, I only heard the neighing of the horse, the horse's head had been cut off by the short knife, and a long iron stick on the horse's back fell with the power of thunder, and the horse fell to the ground with a convulsion, and it seemed that it would not live. Before landing on the ground, Wen Sicheng slammed his palm into the sky and fell, falling in the air, standing among several people, standing with his hands in his hands;
Four hundred and eighty temples in the south of the Yangtze River, how many buildings are in the smoke and rain. Wen Mou He De How can he, I don't know who it is, can actually invite the five killing gods of Jiangnan Yanyulou to join forces to attack? Bloody hand monk Pushan, double knife eunuch Ou Element, poisonous lady Ye Ruxu, mountain pioneer Gao Zhi, and Your Excellency, You Dragon Thorn Fang Yufeng". Wen Sicheng pointed at a few people one by one, and said lightly.