The sun jumped over the top of the mountain, and the mist shrouding the mountains and valleys was burnt by the sun, leaving only wisps of smoke.
Under the warm sunshine, there is a tall young man running, with long black hair flying, and the muscles on his body undulating rhythmically, just like a strong leopard, showing off its strength and beauty, calmly running towards the prey. .
Behind him, Xue Xin and his people followed closely. The black armor on his body reflected the sunlight, like another torrent, hitting the black giant mastiff that continuously poured out from the wall.
Ji Yan sat on the horse, her beautiful eyes looking forward to it, looking at the tall figure in the sun with intoxication, and she could not take her eyes away.
His whole body couldn't help but tremble, and even the smallest strands of hair moved and danced because of him. Why is his running figure so charming? Why didn't the gods send him to him earlier?
Like every woman who is in love for the first time, every smile and every move of the lover in her eyes is good and beautiful.
Even if I can look at it one more time every day, I will be happy. If I can look at it twice, the world will be a fairyland. If I look at it one more time, I am afraid that Ming Luan will fly into the sky.
In an instant, Ji Yan had decided that if she could not be with this person in this life, she would rather live alone for the rest of her life.
Shui Congyue, who was running, felt an inexplicable chill. People who have entered the five realms will naturally feel the likes and dislikes of others towards them.
It's just that this feeling today is quite strange, like a net slowly closing in on me, trying to tie up my hands and feet.
Could it be that the giant mastiff in front of him was so capable that he could restrain his own mind? Water rose from the heart of the moon angrily, leaped out with one step, and the euphorbia behind him drew a perfect arc and landed in the group of mastiffs.
A deep pit suddenly appeared on the ground, and the nearby giant mastiffs were shocked and flew into the air. At the bottom of the pit, seven or eight giant mastiffs had turned into flesh.
"Kill." Seeing how powerful his captain was, the soldiers behind him were naturally high in fighting spirit. While resisting the arrows flying from the wall, they rushed towards the giant mastiffs that continued to appear.
Soon, the two sides were fighting together. In addition to being able to intimidate war horses, these giant mastiffs are also very powerful in combat. They can bite a person's legs and arms and tear them off with a hard shake. No matter how heavy armor you wear, it will not help.
When an ordinary sword cuts on the giant mastiff, it is like cutting on layers of leather armor. It is extremely obscure. Only the mouth and nose are the weakest points. But in this way, you have to face the bite of the giant mastiff head-on.
Before attacking the horse thieves, Wu Gen and others had learned that among the bandits there was a team with giant mastiffs as the main force, specialized in defeating cavalry, and it was said to be led by the leader named Niu Ye.
It is precisely because of such an inhuman team that the horse thieves gradually gained a firm foothold and established a mountain stronghold here.
In this attack on the bandits, Wu Gen not only wanted to get people and money, but also wanted to get the mastiff soldiers. Because it is difficult to recruit people for the Fearless Army at the moment, having such a mastiff soldier join is also a big help.
Before attacking the main stronghold, Wu Gen had agreed with everyone that Wu Gen and Shui Congyue would each lead a team. Wu Gen was facing the city gate and attacked first to attract the opponent's troops and reduce some pressure on Shui Congyue, who was the main force.
In addition, if the thieves jump over the wall in a hurry and release the mastiff soldiers, the two teams must try their best to block them in the stronghold.
Because their own troops are on the mountain road and in the valley in front of the city wall, if the mastiff soldiers rush out, they will inevitably disrupt their own horses and cause chaos in the army.
At this time, seeing that most of the horse thieves were attracted by Wu Gen, Shui Congyue ran straight to the gap in the city wall, preparing to enter the stronghold through this.
Seeing more giant mastiffs appearing at the gap in the city wall, I almost wanted to block the gap. Shui pushed aside several arrows flying in front of him from the moon, and raised the halberd in his hand.
"Kill." Shui Congyue shouted loudly, with such majestic killing intent that he scared a giant mastiff to death on the spot that was about to bite him.
Behind him, nearly a hundred soldiers with the inscription of "effort" engraved on them all passed on their energy to Shui Congyue, who was running at the front.
A ray of red light appeared on the halberd, like a sparkling torch in the night, with floating light and gold all around, constantly swallowing flames, and actually covered up the light of the sun.
With a cry, Shui jumped up from the moon, holding a shining spurge with a rapidly expanding halo. Behind him, there were light spots like stars and sand, flying towards the spurge continuously, like a curtain of stars. cloak.
Everyone's eyes were turned to the sky, watching the proud man flying across the sky filled with arrows like the legendary bird, making waves in the stars, and pouring the fiercely rolling sky fire into the gap in the city wall.
There was a loud noise, and countless rubbles and giant mastiffs were shot around. The gap in the city wall suddenly increased, and it actually collapsed by five or six feet.
With one successful blow, Shui Congyue fell gently to the ground, carrying his halberd behind him, and rushed into the gap without stopping for a moment.
People standing outside the stronghold could no longer see what was happening behind the gap. They could only hear bursts of roaring, and the sharp whistle of the tip of a halberd piercing the air.
Huge clouds of smoke and dust continued to explode in the camp, and the bodies of people and animals were torn apart and turned into pieces floating in the air.
Shui Congyue was charging, but he was also guarding, guarding the passage for the soldiers behind him.
"Bring the drum." Ji Yan, whose face was red, suddenly turned her head and looked at Zu Yuantong, whose eyes were a little blurred beside her. The soldiers of the Northern Army beside her were also staring at the scene under the wall.
Regardless of position, division, or origin, any warrior who sees this scene will feel emotional. It turns out that there are really people who can be different from others, and can really pierce thousands of armies by one person.
"Oh." Zu Yuantong woke up from the shock, hurriedly called to the people around him, and brought over a big drum made of Kui cowhide.
Ji Yan got off her horse, pulled off the obstructive gauze sleeves on her arms, picked up the drumstick, and started beating hard.
The drum beat started slowly, gradually became more rapid, and finally became more intense. The sound of the drum is majestic, like waves of raging waves, so powerful that it shakes the mountains and collapses them, spreading throughout Cuisong Mountain.
Zu Yuantong stared dumbfoundedly at Ji Yan, who had a lock of hair in her mouth, a determined look on her face, and kept beating the drums. A fire rose up deep in her heart, and her hand tightly grasped the handle of the saber.
A trace of jealousy suddenly arose in my heart towards that handsome and unattractive human being. It would be such a great honor to have a young master beat the drum in person to help out. If this spread to the army, it would be such a great honor.
He took a few steps forward, but then stepped back. At this time, his mission was to protect the young master, not to go into battle bravely.
"Kill." Xue Xin raised his sword and looked at the soldiers behind him, with a ferocious expression on his face, and shouted with all his strength. Thinking back to the time when Wu Gen set up the three captains, he explicitly ordered Shui Congyue to be the main one, but I was still a little dissatisfied.
Now it seems that Shui Congyue is indeed outstanding. Such a person deserves the respect of every fearless soldier.
After getting rid of the knot in his heart, Xue Xin led the people into the stronghold. As soon as he entered the stronghold, Xue Xin couldn't help but take a breath of air.
There are nearly a hundred strong men hiding behind the wall of the village, fighting around Shui Congyue. In the red whirlpool, the touch of white looks very conspicuous.
We have seen these warriors in Xiaozhai. They are extremely powerful, physically tough, and fearless of death. Often, seven or eight fearless soldiers surround one person, and they can barely resist the opponent.
Looking at the dense crowd of warriors and horse thieves behind the stronghold wall, Xue Xin suddenly realized. He originally thought that most of the thieves were attracted by Wu Gen, but he didn't expect that what they were really staring at was Shui Congyue. After all, the cultivator of the Five Realms Because it's really a bit too conspicuous.
"Kill." Xue Xin took the lead in shouting, trying his best to move the inscription pattern, and together with his son, he once again sent his essence to Shui Congyue without any reservation.
Only a body as tough as Shui Congyue could withstand the blessings of so many people at the same time. The great halberd was slashed forward, and a red sun rose, higher than the wall of the village, and shrouded the village.
Immediately afterwards, the red sun suddenly exploded, and countless meteors with brilliant trails, like happy elves, fell on the stone walls, tile houses, and among the crowds.
Just like there is no shield in the world that cannot be broken, even though a strongman's body is as tough as iron, there is a limit.
With this blow alone, more than thirty warriors were killed on the spot, and more than half were injured. But even Shui Congyue had to admit that these tall guys were really tenacious. As long as they were not killed on the spot, they could still get up and attack the Fearless Army.
The battle quickly expanded. On the walls of the stronghold, among the rubble, there were brave and fearless soldiers and warriors who were not afraid of death fighting for their lives everywhere.
From time to time, the bodies of soldiers were torn to pieces, but soon more people rushed forward, slashing with knives, shooting with arrows, and biting with teeth. From time to time, four or five soldiers rolled down the wall with a strong man in their arms, hoping to die together. .
Such a tragic scene made the drums beat faster again. Ji Yan bit her lip tightly and stared in the direction of the wall. Green veins were exposed on her arms that were originally as white as fat.
Originally, Zu Yuantong wanted to take over her role in drumming, but was flatly rejected. Today's drum is for him and for these ordinary soldiers who are risking their lives.
At the same time, Wu Gen, who was covered in blood, breathed a sigh of relief, and the broken knife in his hand was filled with black energy.
Just now, giant mastiffs swarmed in, almost drowning the fearless army near the gate tower. Fortunately, Suoji and Qiaoban swooped down and shot from the air, allowing the fearless army to survive the most difficult time.
Wu Gen was also anxious. He used all his skills and led his men to rush left and right. Finally, he barely blocked the impact of the giant mastiff. He alone killed more than fifty heads with his hands, and he also killed the horse thieves. Today More than a hundred humans and beasts have died under the broken sword.
There were so many killings that the murderous nature of the broken sword was aroused, and the blade trembled from time to time, as if urging Wu Gen to fight again.
After comforting the broken knife, Wu Gen turned his head and looked, but his heart sank. There were more than three hundred brothers, a hundred were dead or wounded, and the rest were exhausted.
Fortunately, the city was finally breached. Wu Gen quickly asked his men to send a signal to the people outside the village to enter the city quickly.
Suddenly, a billowing plume of smoke appeared in the direction of Xiaozhai, followed by a second and third plume. Wu Gen's expression changed drastically. Three streaks of smoke were the most urgent situation, which also meant that reinforcements from horse thieves were coming from outside the mountain.
According to the prior agreement, one puff of smoke indicated that there were three hundred people on the other side, and three puffs of smoke meant that there were nearly a thousand people. This damn Zu Yuantong, once the village is recaptured by horse thieves, then he and his group will really become a turtle in a jar.
It is impossible to rescue them at this time. If they turn around and the horse thieves in the main stronghold roll out, they will be attacked from both sides, and they will only seek death.
At the moment, they can only continue to move forward and occupy the main stronghold as soon as possible, so that they can have enough energy to turn around and snipe the horse thieves who come to help. In the distance, many people rushed out from the depths of the village. At first glance, these people were the servants and family members of the village, all old, weak, women and children.
Bukai, who was neither male nor female, was leading his men to drive these people forward. As he walked, he distributed something to these people, which should be the kind of evil elixir that can make people go crazy.
Even strong men cannot bear to take this kind of elixir, let alone these frail women and children. Some people were unwilling to eat or ran too slowly, so they were chopped down by the horse thieves behind them. The sound of crying and roaring was mixed together, and it actually drowned out the sound of fighting.
Wu Gen's face became gloomy, and while he led his men forward quickly, he stared at Bukai in the distance. Although he was also born in a bandit village, no one ever forced him and the young and old around him to be scapegoats in order to consume the enemy's strength.
Even if the army invaded the stronghold and Wu Gen went to the public treasury to make a fortune, the people in charge would take one look at him and ignore him.
This beast named Bukai actually forced these old and weak people to die. Even if these people did not die in battle, they would not survive for many days. Their bodies simply could not withstand the power of the elixir.
Looking at these people who were drooling, eyes red, and charging at them waving weapons indiscriminately, Wu Gen suddenly felt that his knife was a little heavy.
At this moment, shouts of killing rang out from behind the village, and Baoxiang led his men into the village.
