Wen Jin held the copper lock with both hands. Now, her hands were numb.
This tingling feeling is not uncomfortable. On the contrary, the weak current stimulation can also stimulate a certain potential.
Wen Jin took a deep breath, held his breath, and suddenly broke it off!
"Click——"
The brass lock tempered by Taoism was actually broken by her!
Zhou Lingfeng's eyes widened in the iron cage, "No, it's impossible!"
Yu'er was surprised and looked at his mother with admiration, "Mom?!"
Those enemy soldiers who were so happy that they wanted to start celebrating early seemed to have their necks strangled.
The archer stared, his eyes bulging out, "Wu Cao! Is it true?"
"This...what kind of divine power is this?"
"The lock is broken! The lock is broken! Use your bare hands! Break it with your bare hands!"
"Quick, quick, quick... report it to the general!"
"Brother, how about...let's run away?"
"Or... surrender?"
The man who said he surrendered received two punches from his companion.
Someone quickly ran to report to the general.
Wen Jin threw the broken brass lock aside.
But there was still a slight tingling feeling on her hands, which was just...well, it couldn't be said to be uncomfortable.
She opened the iron door and entered the cage.
Because Yu'er had already fed Zhou Lingfeng the elixir, Wen Jin quickly took out a dagger, opened the clothes where he was injured, and dug out the arrow inside.
"Hiss... Huh?"
Zhou Lingfeng blinked his eyes suspiciously, "It seems...it doesn't hurt very much?"
He looked at the prince in confusion.
Yu'er frowned and stared, "What do you mean? It really hurts!"
"It's a little numb... you don't feel too much pain?" Zhou Lingfeng was also surprised.
Wen Jin looked at his own hands and then at the black iron dagger.
Oh, maybe black iron conducts electricity?
This current also has the effect of local anesthesia?
"Empress, please retreat first! Move out and heal your wounds!" Zhou Lingfeng said.
After all, he has a lot of arrows on him.
Wen Jin said: "No."
Han Xian shouted from the front, "Retreat, I can't hold it anymore!"
Yu'er clenched her fists and felt that she had almost recovered.
"I'm going to help Taifu Han!" Yu'er also ran over, and together with Han Xian resisted the archers' random arrow attacks.
"When withdrawn, these arrows will cause greater damage..."
Zhou Lingfeng didn't understand, "Why?"
Wen Jin didn't say it because the wound would heal quickly after taking the elixir.
She continued, "Take care of the wounds first, so we can run faster!"
Zhou Lingfeng hesitated and said, "I'm not sure whether I can recover so quickly?"
Wen Jin glanced at him and said, "Well, I'm sure."
Wen Jin gouged out two or three arrowheads.
Guard reinforcements have arrived.
"General!"
"The general is here!"
The general brought more archers.
He sneered, "The hostage who came to our door still wants to run away?!"
"Archers prepare—shoot!"
Han Xian exclaimed, "So many..."
Yu'er turned her face and said, "Wasn't Taifu invincible just now?"
He also turned to Wen Jin and shouted, "Mom, please withdraw? I really can't stand it anymore!"
Han Xian snarled, "If Your Highness had not given the elixir to Zhou Guoshi, but left it to me! I will definitely be able to hold it for a longer time!"
"The 'Dragon Power' given by the Emperor is explosive, but not long-lasting enough!"
While Wen Jin was "operating", he glanced at the conditions of Yu'er and Han Xian. They were really struggling.
I saw arrows with blue fire shooting from all directions.
The two used Taoist magic and Taoist charms to hold up the barrier.
But the barrier looked like it was about to be broken down.
Wen Jin had a thought... If the space can store rainwater, can it store these arrows?
When her thoughts moved, she opened the space in front of Yu'er and Han Xian's barrier.
"Swish swish——"
There was a clear and very close sound breaking through the air in her ears.
"If you want to die, die!" Yu'er shouted, "You are not afraid of being alone!"
Han Xian was shaken and looked sideways at the young Crown Prince.
The filthy fine clothes could not cover up the brilliance of his whole body.
This young man's heroic spirit is his most dazzling and attractive glory!
"Hahaha!" The opposing general laughed, "Want to die? It's not that easy! The master wants to capture you alive! Don't shoot them to death!"
"Echelons one, two and three, let's shoot arrows together to break through his defensive barrier!"
The general gave the order.
The three echelons raised their bows and drew arrows together.
"It's over..." Han Xian smiled and closed his eyes, "Your Highness, please stand behind me, call Han Xian my teacher and my minister, fulfill your duties loyally for the last time, and complete your mission!"
They couldn't retreat. If they retreated, Wen Jin and Zhou Lingfeng behind them would be completely exposed to countless arrows.
While Wen Jin dug out the last arrowhead from Zhou Lingfeng's body, he glanced sideways at them wordlessly.
Why are you so sad and miserable?
"put--"
"Swish swish——"
Wen Jin heard more and denser sounds of breaking through the air.
"Ahhhh--" Han Xian tried his best to resist this fatal blow.
But a moment later.
It was quiet, even a little empty.
Han Xian opened his eyes hesitantly.
There is no dense rain of arrows, and the defensive barrier is solid and intact.
The archer opposite had a dull expression.
"I...died for my country?"
"I should, but not yet." Yu'er said from the side.
Han Xian turned to look at him.
Well, the prince is still breathing and alive.
The general opposite rubbed his eyes, "Where's the arrow? Where did it go?"
"Ahhhh..."
This time it was not Han Xian who was screaming, but the soldiers on the opposite side.
They seemed frightened out of their minds.
Some threw away their bows and arrows and ran out.
Some knelt down and worshiped on the spot.
There are also some who feel like their souls are out of body, and they are dumbfounded.
"What happened?" Han Xian regretted extremely, regretting that he had closed his eyes just now.
So much so that I missed...what?
"Don't panic!" The general waved his hand, "Maybe there is something wrong with our arrows!"
The words just fell.
"Puff——" He was hit by an arrow.
The arrow pierced his side, and blood poured out of his mouth.
"Who? Who the fuck shot me?"
He looked in the direction from which the arrow had come.
A frightened soldier said, "The general said there is something wrong with the arrow. Let me try. Is there something wrong with the arrow?"
The others blinked, "The arrows are fine! Then why are all the arrows we shot... missing?"
All the arrows suddenly disappeared from sight, as if shot into the void.
"They...they are gods, right?"
"Are we fighting against the gods?"
"O God, forgive us! We did not know we had sinned!"
"The ignorant are not guilty!"
The soldiers put down their weapons one after another and knelt down to Wen Jin and others.
When the general saw this, he became furious.
He drew his sword and said, "Ignorance! Ignorance!"
While vomiting blood, he swung his sword and struck at Han Xian, who was standing at the front.
Han Xian picked up an arrow on the ground and threw it at the general's feet.
The general stumbled upon the arrow and fell to his knees.
"Ahh..."
"Run!"
"Run for your life!"
The soldiers' spirits were stretched to the limit and they collapsed.
At the slightest sign of disturbance, they were so frightened that they abandoned their armor and fled in panic.
"Huh?" Zhou Lingfeng jumped up from the ground, "Is Pindao ready? Isn't that right?"
