Walking in the city, the rain of arrows overhead swept obliquely, and the heart was boundless depression.

Just like the Juntian Sword in his hand, it is still as heavy.

It's different, it's different.

The old master of this sword wanted Fang Yin to take with him, and he had to hold it to sleep all the time, even when he was sleeping. There is affection between people, and there is affection between people and swords, and Uncle Kong said that when you establish a close relationship with it, it will help you realize your dreams. But Fang Yin has no dreams, his childhood dreams have long been buried by the real world, just like the iron-blooded battlefield full of gunsmoke under this dark sky, just like the life and death that everyone here will face.

Don't fight, just watch, General Fang said, just watch a play.

Therefore, there will be an extra idler in Liangzhou City, wandering around with a sword, wearing armor and doing nothing, with a helpless face and a sad heart. Yes, Fang Yin was not needed here in the first place, Fang Yin was just an additive, and it always was. It's time to take a look, to gain a long insight, here killing is like child's play and death is even more common, human life is like a worthless mustard. It's time to take a good look, to see it well, to know that this cruel and bloody scene is precious, because it's real.

There is no invincible world, no thousands of people, no myths and no legends, the real battlefield is like this. If there were 10,000 rats under the city, then even an elephant would be torn apart in an instant, and its fur and flesh would have to be chewed to slag! What is majestic and domineering, what is it that one enemy is ten thousand people who fight all sides, the fact is that the facts are always infinitely exaggerated, and every time countless deifications create a person's myth, which is restored by war and shattered by reality.

Breaking away from false and unrealistic ideals, perhaps this is the only gain of Fang Yin's trip.

Fang Yin was watching, watching the bright red blood flowing on the gray and black armor, watching the people fall down one by one on the dragon-like ladders like sacks. Fang Yin was watching, watching the miserable white bones exposed outside the flesh and blood, and the bones under the city were already piled up layer by layer, mixed with broken Mouton oil, and the hair burned vigorously, turning into a sea of fire. Fang Yin could also smell the smell of barbecue, it was very fragrant and evil, Fang Yin only felt that his stomach was churning and he was about to vomit: "Whew, Whew!"

Holding his breath and abandoning the hustle and bustle, Fang Yin walked very hard, and the journey was extremely long.

Walking to the east and southeast of the city, Fang Yin saw an old acquaintance, who was chopping the car.

Mobei Knife King, car chopping.

The chariot is eight feet long, with broad shoulders and broad shoulders, a thin waist and long legs, and his eyes are like electricity! Che Chop is wearing soft armor without a helmet on his head, and the thick and sharp goose wing knife reflects the rising sun, and is cutting down from a knife! The knife is fast and sharp, the momentum is strong and heavy, and the hard iron birch wood that is sharp to the edge can not be used, and the ladder is broken and cannot be climbed, and the number of warriors on it falls and wails in the sea of fire! A knife, a knife, another knife, the knife is like this! The ladder is broken, the ladder is broken, and the ladder is broken, and the killing is decisive! Martial arts are not useless, at this time, one person can be worth hundreds of people and thousands of people, and there is more than one person who can do miraculous feats: "Brother Fang Yin-Brother Fang Yin-"

Wu Chan's shout came from afar, and it was still clear in the midst of the thousands of hustle and bustle, and it was extremely loud: "Wu Chan - Wu Zen - " Fang Yin looked back, he didn't see Wu Chan, and shouted a few times at the top of his voice, and his voice was so small that he couldn't even hear it: "Hey!" sighed, but saw Peony shouting and waving a knife and flying away, his face was red and seemed to be in a hurry: "Thatched ――――――――――――――――――――――toilet!

People have three urgency, they can't be sloppy, and they have to make such a big fanfare and earth-shattering when they go to the latrine, and this can only be the peony god general: "You idler! Take me to that, that and that!"

"That, which?" said Daoist Fang stupidly.

"You!" Seeing that he asked knowingly, he was even more angry and gloating, and the Peony God was furious: "Kill you!"

"Fang Bad Shui'er!" then cut off his head, and his hand was extremely ruthless: "You die!"

Fang Bad Shui ran away, shrinking his neck and holding his tail, like a lost dog: "You crazy woman, you deserve to be suffocated!"

There is no thatched toilet at the head of the city, but there is a thatched toilet in the city, and the peony god will be a hundred dense, and he will suffocate to death when he sees it: "Sister Peony - Sister Peony -"

"No Zen Xianggong - no Zen Xianggong - " Far water can't quench the thirst of the near, no Zen is not a toilet, and the peony god general in the chaotic army is also dizzy and can't find the north: "This dead monk! Where did he go!" Of course, the big living people will not suffocate to urine, there is no toilet and there is a child, find a place to carry people to solve it on the spot, this is the best policy. The peony flew away suddenly, the peony screamed loudly, the peony is the most eye-catching and unique scenery in the city of Liangzhou, and added a fat powder spice to the hot oil pot: "Dodge! Dodge! I'm going to die, ah――――――――――――――――――――――――"

But no one paid attention to her, no matter how she tossed, at this time, the tens of millions of Longjing warriors on the head of the city had turned into a part of Liangzhou City, with cold and heavy faces, and pieces of heartless and ruthless stones. The fire was burning, the battle was going on, the Xiliang men and horses were suffering heavy casualties and the Longjing soldiers were indestructible, only because of the solid and thick city under their feet. The city hammer is not broken, the ladder is beyond the reach of the vehicle, and the 100,000 people against 100,000 people are enough to take advantage of it, and the advantages of the terrain are brought into full play here!

There is a doorway, there is no doorway, there is a doorway.

Walking due south, above the city gate, Fang Yin finally understood.

There is no city gate in Liangzhou City, just because it is not needed, and the Sifang City Gate is just four narrow stone passages, which cannot be entered by cars, and it cannot be broken. There are Sergeants Longjing holding big axes and halberds waiting for them, and the number is not large, three or five hundred each. Outside of it, the Xiliang sergeants regarded it as nothing, and they all abandoned it and did not attack, just because if they swarmed in, this narrow stone passage would be a dead end. The fact is that this road is not passable, it is not passable, this is an ingenious design, this is a city that is very easy to defend and extremely difficult to attack.

It's easy to defend and difficult to attack, and vice versa, Fang Yin just doesn't understand, if the Xiliang army besieges instead of attacking, how will the Longjing army deal with it? It's hard to get in, it's hard to get out, the huge advantage of geography under the siege in all directions is also a huge disadvantage, what will happen when the grain and grass run out? Wouldn't you be trapped in the city? Could it be that you are fighting against the water? Could it be that there are still reinforcements? Fang Yin didn't understand, maybe Fang Yin should ask the old general Fang, but Fang Yin's wooden head began to work again, and he was already a little enlightened.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, of course, you can enter and exit, which is the doorway.

The mind gradually cleared up, and the mind was slightly calmer, but the churning in the stomach continued, and the feeling of disgust was still surging up in waves under the bitter suppression. It's not that Fang Yin has never seen such a scene, and the Yangtze River is so bloody even where the old master on the island kills the bandits with a sword, but at that time, there was a little more leisure, not as heavy as the boundless darkness here. Talking about chivalry and benevolence here is tantamount to a fool's dream, which is unrealistic and out of place.

The blood was flowing, the corpses were piling up, and there was not only one Wuzen standing on the head of Liangzhou City who wanted to think about it, Fang Yin was also at a loss, carrying the Jun Tian Sword and walking slowly and aimlessly again, through the stone forest and through the crowd, the lonely soul and wild ghost were also like. Walking to the northeast corner, the fire in front of him was slightly darker, and the bloody breath at the end of the nose was thicker, and the battle situation in this place became more and more tragic and almost flesh-and-blood, Fang Yin watched the hundred and ten Xiliang warriors brandishing axes and rushing up to the city.

With hideous faces, fanatical eyes, and flaming ladders, they are brave and fearless warriors. But they were greeted by the same spears and halberds, the same bold swords, the same warriors who swore to the death and stood to stick to the steel, pounced! The spear and halberd pierced into the body, poof, the blood was splashed like a spring, and the knife and axe slashed to the bones, and the blood was gushing into a river, and the miserable howls and whimpering distorted faces, gradually losing their luster and slowly hollowing their eyes, and the one-sided slaughter was not fatal, and the bloody wind and blood rain had already shrouded this bloody world!

In the meantime, one person, dressed in black, with a strong face and a strong figure, a long black iron spear made it like a dragon, and he would see blood when he came out, breaking his abdomen and sealing his throat, and he was particularly conspicuous among the forest-like armor soldiers. This person's name is Yang Chengzu, and he is the young man who performed on stage when the Yizhou Niu family was recruiting relatives in the competition, and Fang Yin didn't know him. But whether he is a martyr or a martial arts master, at this time he is just a small soldier and a soldier who sticks to the head of Liangzhou City, but he is a member of this close and uninterrupted family -

Be proud and proud!

Fang Yin was not, so Fang Yin lowered his head gloomily, embarrassed for a while.

But unexpectedly, a Xiliang warrior flew in the air, Yang Chengzu shot like lightning, broke his chest and came out through his back, and when he collected the gun, a bloody arrow rushed out in front of his chest and shot head-on! With a bang, it was neat, and the sword light or the axe light flashed Fang Yin didn't see it clearly, only to see that something rose to the sky, but it was half a head, and in an instant, the blood rain fell all over the sky, red and white, wet and sticky, and there were dots on his body and face: "Vomit-"

Eating human brains raw, the taste of even more evil.

Fang Yin couldn't bear it anymore, retching, but he couldn't vomit, and the uncomfortable energy almost wanted to go crazy: "Whew, whew!"

"Dead, dead!" Peony rushed in a panic, looking like she was about to cry: "I'm going to die!"

A young man, a place to carry people.

The best strategy is that the peony god will squat in the corner of the wall to solve it on the spot, and the Taoist priest will vomit on his back as a cover.

All of them!

The drums beat and the siege ended.

It has to be said that it is the peony god general, who extinguished the war with a soak of urine, which is true, and it is strange through the ages.

The Xiliang army under the city retreated like a tide, the chariots and armor were all abandoned, and the southeast and northwest were as calm as ever, and no one cheered.

Only the remnants of the fire were peeled off, and the roar in the ears was like thunder.

The outside is charred and the inside is innumerable.