Inner city, south gate.
Xing Fei looked at the general kneeling in front of him with an indifferent expression, and said coldly: "Open the door."
Xiong San raised his head, looked at the commander whose prestige in his heart was second only to Ge Shan, and said with a dry throat: "Commander, it is the order of the city lord. Once Hidden Valley launches an attack, the inner city is only allowed to enter but not to leave."
Xing Fei pointed in the direction of Qingxi River and said: "Commander Luo and his friends were attacked. I will go to pick them up."
All the sworn brothers except Ge Shan gathered around Xing Fei. Everyone was now covered in armor and stood silently beside the horse, waiting for the city gate to open before galloping away.
Xiong San only brought a guard of less than twenty people behind him. Facing the vast mass of elite guards in front of him, he was not very afraid, especially when the person speaking was Xing Fei, so he Still not giving in in front of the army, he said solemnly: "If the commander must go out of this south gate, please step on my body, Xiong San."
As he spoke, he took off the sword from his waist and took off his helmet. The guards behind him also followed suit, and everyone's eyes fell on Xing Fei's face.
Yan Qing was young and vigorous. He drew his sword out of its scabbard with a clang, and the shining sword stopped in mid-air. As long as Xing Fei gave an order, he could take off the heads of three bears in just one breath.
Xing Fei suddenly looked in the direction of his finger and frowned slightly. The high-level person in the field, such as Yan Qing, had a solemn expression. He glanced sideways at Xiong San and said: "Brother, the real masters of Hidden Valley must have moved out. If you hesitate any longer, The brothers outside really can’t come back.”
Xiong San's heart skipped a beat. Did he make a wrong bet this time? Did the commander in front of him also change?
While everyone was in a stalemate, the soldiers who had been on the watch tower of the city wall shouted: "Enemy attack, be on guard!"
Xing Fei stood up from the ground and looked at the smoke and dust billowing at the end of the street connecting to the city gate. His true energy fluctuated violently and his face changed slightly. He directly passed Xiong San and ordered to everyone: "The personal guards return to the formation, and the city defense troops return to their strongholds." Adjust the crossbow!"
Hearing the smoke and dust coming to an end on the long street, the generals who arrived on the city wall could see it more clearly.
Wherever each attack bloomed, blood mist dispersed. In the afterglow of the night, what was bustling on the street was simply the mist combining blood and light. Those figures who emerged from the blood mist were clearly members of their personal guards. Same robe.
Xiong San pressed his hands firmly against the wall, looked at Xing Fei in the middle of the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "Commander, you must not open the city gate!"
Xing Fei had been looking for something in the blood mist. Finally his eyes were fixed, and he said with a rare emotion: "The manpower is also very different. The other party is chasing hundreds of us away..."
"Brother." Yan Qing couldn't hold himself back any longer and had already cupped his fists to beg for help.
Xiong San's face turned slightly pale, and he hesitated for a while before stopping beside Yan Qing.
Xing Fei looked at Xiong San and said with a rare hint of approval: "I thought you had been with Geshan for so long that you forgot that you were a soldier. Being able to stand up proves that you still have at least a trace of blood. Just stay and defend the city. .”
Xing Fei stopped talking nonsense, nodded to Yan Qing and said, "Open the door and pick up the brothers!"
"Brother, go on!"
There was a sound from behind the crowd, and everyone heard a heavy sound of breaking through the air. When they quickly separated, from the corner of their eyes, a large gun made of cold iron was thrown over. He turned around and glanced at Yan Qing, who nodded excitedly.
When Xing Fei fell down the city wall with a single gun, the city gate behind him also opened in response. He only heard the sound of a horse, and while the iron hooves rolled, a horse rushed to his side like a red light.
Xing Fei stamped his feet heavily on the ground, turned over on his horse, and in the middle of his breath, he felt the unparalleled power of the formation rushing towards him from behind!
He and the army of exactly two thousand people behind him did not need any time to get along. When he took the lead with one arm and a spear, the soldiers behind him looked solemn and their breathing was surprisingly consistent. The true meaning of the entire army Shangchi became a whole body and launched a cold and silent charge after him!
In the past, both Mu Qing and others had only seen the Guards dismounting and forming formations, but today, in front of the south gate of the inner city, the setting sun was like blood, and on the streets paved with blue and white stone tiles, black iron streams also flowed. It turned into a big gun and rushed towards the person wielding the gun in front of him.
Feeling this indomitable momentum, Dugu Wei, who had slaughtered hundreds of Guardsmen, finally stopped.
The frightened Guards soldiers were like crying children who had finally grown up. They faced Xing Fei regardless of their appearance. This scene made Dugu Wei look a little more amused.
At this time, the iron stream rushing forward was facing Brother Paoze who was running towards them. No one still showed a trace of hesitation. They were all like Xing Fei at the front, their expressions were indifferent and turned into statues. Move forward in silence.
Finally, the frightened soldiers realized something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "Quick, spread out to both sides!"
Such panicked shouts were of no use to those soldiers who were on the verge of emotional collapse. Therefore, under the dumbfounded gaze of Xiong San on the city wall, the first blood stained by Xing Fei's iron sharp edge came from his own robe. .
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people lost their lives in the area swept by the sharp edge.
And in this process, Xing Fei, who was at the forefront, was the most ruthless. He turned a blind eye to those expressions of fear or begging for mercy that were thrown at him. At this moment, all he could see was standing behind the long street. The man who dragged the gun to the ground.
Dugu Wei's expression finally became more solemn. While looking at Xing Fei, his eyes glanced at Xiong San and others on the city wall. He still understood that if he directly killed the person who dared to rush towards him today, what would happen if he directly killed him? The inner city defenses will only collapse quickly.
With a bang, the stone bricks where Dugu Wei stood were shattered inch by inch, and the cracks spread out for more than ten feet. However, he himself had already disappeared from the place and appeared above Xing Fei.
The two forces, Suzaku City and Hidden Valley, each with the least thoughts and the most stubborn characters finally stood together.
Dugu Wei held the gun with both hands and raised it to the sky. The moment the black gun tip crossed the sky, dragging through the orange-red sunset, it actually drew a trace of nothingness in the air and hit Xing Fei on the horse. .
The gun is the king of soldiers, the king on the battlefield. Xing Fei looked forward and could only see the attack that fell on his head. His face was as usual, and the aura of the soldiers behind him instantly dropped. Then, as His shot shot upwards like catching the moon from the water, and his whole aura was also rising steadily.
Finally, after a soul-shattering sound of gold and iron clashing, the two spears, one up and one down, collided. The black and white spear lights intertwined and annihilated each other, like the dawn of a morning star. It was like the sun was setting in the west, and the strong light spread out. Dozens of the elite soldiers behind Xing Fei groaned and fell off their horses.
Dugu Wei felt the power coming back from the Black Dragon Spear. Although he was surprised that Xing Fei was able to block his shot at the peak of his extraordinary late stage with the strength of a military formation of two thousand people, he was not interrupted in his attack rhythm.
When he flipped his wrist, the black dragon gun in his hand was like a living thing. It first bounced into the air and then hit Xing Fei hard.
Although his attack was not as good as the first one from leaping into the air, it was still brutal and continuous. When Xing Fei barely caught the power of the military formation that followed him, the gun in his hand bounced up and down. In just a short breath, It was repeated a dozen times.
Finally, when Dugu Wei was about to take a breath and the last shot was fired, Xing Fei, whose palms were already bloody, still felt with full strength the silver-white spear in his hand to block the blow.
But his body could withstand the pressure that was comparable to a huge boulder. The big horse on his crotch, which was sharing the weight for him, was the first to declare that he didn't know. He raised his head and whined. After looking back at him, he forced his mouth and nose. He was bleeding, his limbs suddenly collapsed, and he fell to his knees.
A trace of sadness flashed across Xing Fei's face. When he raised his head and looked at Dugu Wei, he already knew the gap between the two sides. Although he was not discouraged, he also understood that continuing to fight would only waste the lives of his brothers. , the shoulders holding the spear high in the air collapsed to the left, and then flew diagonally to the left with the help of the force.
Yan Qing, who had been waiting on the side for a long time, immediately rode forward, bent down to fish, and the two of them rode together. After returning to the military formation, the military formation had changed its formation in the blink of an eye, changing from the previous indomitable charging mentality. It formed a circular defensive formation like a copper wall and an iron wall.
It just so happened that at this time, the defeated Guards troops who had fled all the way to the south of the city finally returned to the inner city. Xiong San on the city wall immediately ordered people to beat drums.
When the low and long drum beat sounded on the cyan city wall in the red afterglow, the world really broke away from the continuous gloom and oppression of the past, and became a bit more cold and iron-blooded like a battlefield.
"Are you Xing Fei?"
Dugu Wei put the butt of his gun on the ground, raised his chin and looked at the most eye-catching person in the formation.
Xing Fei, who had been silent since leaving the city, finally spoke, but what he said had nothing to do with the battlefield: "Soldiers are different from civilians."
Dugu Wei still tasted it carefully before he understood the meaning of Xing Fei's words, and sneered: "We are not Bai Hao, and we will not use the flesh and blood of common people to help us practice."
Xing Fei lowered his jaw silently, seeing that Dugu Wei no longer wanted to entangle, and with a gesture in his eyes, the entire army rushed towards the city gate in silence as the armor scales rubbed against each other and the horseshoes turned, making no more unnecessary noise.
At this time, there was still only Dugu Wei on the avenue outside the South City Gate.
He looked at Xing Fei who was about to enter the city, and before he could feel the rare admiration of a man, he remembered Chen Zhuo's move to conquer the Xie family not long ago, and shouted: "If you worship under my command, I can let the brothers around you All left alive!"
At this time, Xing Fei led Tie Liu into the city gate. He looked to the left at the end of the central axis avenue, which was in the direction of Changlefang. He said silently in his heart: "This is the last time you and I will cooperate. I hope we can wait." When everything is over, I can still settle the score with you."
