After Fei Lian practiced qi, he became even more impressive. In a few years, he weighed 190 by visual inspection and weighed at least 220 kilograms.
That basket is hanging one person, just like hanging two people. It's not cute. Even an idiot knows there's something wrong.
Zhu Hongfang immediately became energetic.
"Your Majesty, let me go then. I think my body shape is comparable to that of the scouts."
Yang Gan waved his hand.
"It's me. The stronghold is the most critical place. This time I go personally. It's best if I can capture both strongholds. If I go there, even if Feilian's side fails, at least we still have a breakthrough here."
"Your Majesty, think twice!"
Zhu Hongfang was frightened. This was to sneak into the stronghold, that is, the city, and that was the first step.
Yang Gan's face was full of seriousness.
"Well, I didn't just think about it three times, I thought about it four, five, or six times!"
"Yang Gan, I'm going too, right?"
Zhang Yumeng stretched out his head from the side, his face full of joy.
"Go, everyone will go this time, but I will go first."
"OK!"
"Send five thousand people to follow me. You can coordinate at the foot of the mountain and ask Arina to give you a signal. After receiving the signal, lead the remaining ten thousand people directly up."
"promise!"
"Zhang Yumeng, master, Qingqing, Krisna, Belika, Murong Gui, Xue, come with me!"
“Each person carries two pairs of rope ladders!”
"good!"
The girls picked up their weapons one after another and started gearing up.
After Yang Gan ordered his troops and horses, he quickly ran towards the mountain and arrived at the designated place half an hour later.
The burly and muscular ranger had been waiting for a long time and carefully explained the situation to Yang.
Yang Gan understood immediately and calculated the time. According to the time when the scouts went out, it was pretty much the same.
He selected about 20 people of moderate stature and put them on the armor of Shang Guo's scouts, and he also put on leather armor outside the armor.
The leather armor was almost torn, and it was covered in blood and dirt.
The blood mixed with the sand looked funny to the touch.
Yang Qian and the soldiers didn't care, but Zhang Yumeng and other female relatives instantly showed expressions of disgust.
After patting a soldier on the shoulder, everyone quickly came to the bottom of the city wall. The soldier spoke a fluent local dialect.
"Hey, we're back!"
A head appeared on the city wall. I illuminated it with a torch and saw that it was my own leather armor, so I asked.
"Do you have any information about the enemy?"
The soldier quickly said, "There are not many people on the other side. The color is dark. It's hard to see which side they are from. Do we want to go again?"
"etc!"
The soldiers above suddenly disappeared, and only the sound of a large number of footsteps could be heard.
"call!!!"
Yang Gan took a deep breath, his eyes were cold, and his heartbeat was rising uncontrollably unknowingly.
After a while, five baskets were put down.
Yang Gan ordered two soldiers, Belika and Qingqing, and sat in.
As the basket was pulled up little by little.
One of the soldiers complained.
"Gan, it's so damn heavy. Next time with the scouts, don't come up with two people at once, or the air will be broken later!"
"Hey, you don't know. Scouts are very dangerous. There are enemy troops outside. Who knows if there are pursuers chasing you."
"Hahaha, too!"
Not long after, the five people were gradually pulled up, when Yang Gan's head appeared on the female wall.
Two soldiers secured the rack and prepared to pull the basket over.
When I looked up, I was shocked.
Why is this person so good-looking?
etc!
Damn it, who is this person? We don’t know him.
Before the two soldiers could react, Yang Gan jumped onto the female wall first, stretched out one hand, and a huge black machete, like a door panel, appeared in Yang Gan's hand.
At this time, two soldiers, Belika and Qingqing, jumped into the female wall.
"who are they?"
"No, I don't know him."
The two confused soldiers couldn't help blurting out.
"Who are you?"
Yang Qian raised his head, a cruel look flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were lined with white teeth.
"I am your dad!!!"
After that, while everyone was still stunned, he rushed out with the dragon-slaying knife.
"Belika, Qingqing, kill the enemy with all your strength, don't let others rush over."
"You two soldiers, quickly lower the rope ladder in the basket for me. The faster, the better."
"promise!"
The three of them collided with the enemy team, and the other party was caught off guard.
Seeing the three men wreaking havoc in the crowd, the local general roared with anger.
"Don't mess around. Give me Chang Ge and kill them."
With the general's command, the soldiers who had been in chaos immediately restored order. The soldiers holding bows and arrows and bronze swords retreated one after another.
They were replaced by soldiers holding long swords. They advanced and retreated in a controlled manner, forcing the three of them in an orderly manner.
"Someone, shoot an arrow for me!"
Hearing the word "shooting", Yang Qian's speed suddenly increased, "Qingqing, Belika, cut to the middle!"
"good!!"
Yang Qian turned the dragon-slaying knife and slashed at Chang Ge with the back of the knife. With a force of seven and three, he instantly knocked away all the incoming Chang Ge, and even some Chang Ge were hit in reverse direction and hit the soldiers behind.
Belika, on the other hand, kept Su Tiedao at his side and kept blocking the incoming Chang Ge. He felt that he could not cut through the middle.
But Qing Qing was completely different. Holding a bamboo stick coated with hundred-forged steel and meteorite iron, Qing Qing waved his hand and instantly pushed Chang Ge aside. He was already in the enemy's army, and he was smashing skulls with each stick.
Those who were hit had their heads exploded, and red and white things were scattered all over the city wall.
After the two soldiers lowered the four or five rope ladders, they immediately squatted down and nestled in the corner.
The archer saw that the two murderous men were already in his own army and could not shoot arrows at all. He immediately turned around and shot towards the two soldiers and Belika.
"Dang Dang Dang!!!"
"Pfft, pfft!!!"
Belika quickly knocked the arrow away, tapped her toes, and dodged everywhere.
The two soldiers were huddled back after being shot at this time, and they did not dare to move even if there were arrows stuck in their bodies.
Even the armor of the Xuanjia Army cannot guarantee 100% defense against bows and arrows.
A wave of arrow feathers went down.
Heads appeared one after another on the female wall. Krisna's huge body, holding a Miao knife and wearing meteorite coating, went directly towards the military formation to kill.
No matter if it's a bow or an arrow, it can be cut with one strike.
Followed by Cao Wushuang, Murong Gui, Fu Yue and Zhang Yumeng at the end.
"Come on, come on, come on, bring me the sword, shield, and sword!"
Hearing the general's voice, Yang Gan became serious. Just now he just opened a space so that his own people could come up, but now everyone has come up.
Then you can start showing off.
People who practice swordsman should pay attention to one thing and move forward without hesitation.
People who practice martial arts pay attention to one thought.
People in power are focused on achieving their goals.
In an instant, Yang Gan exerted force on his arms, turned the dragon-slaying knife, and shouted "Kill!"
The sound is like thunder! ! !
If he had just opened up a space so that everyone could come up, then Yang Qian had achieved his goal and could give it a try.
Yang Gan's armor is propped up, and every joint seems to have a rhythm. Every movement, from big joints to joints, progresses layer by layer.
Yang Qian fiercely kicked his back foot towards the ground, rising from the ground, and the force of the dragon on his back penetrated his whole body.
With one slash, the four soldiers, together with their weapons and armors, were cut into two pieces. The internal organs in their bodies were like explosions, splashing on the faces of the soldiers behind them, blurring their faces, but what followed was pain on their faces. .
Before the soldiers could react, Yang Gan, who was in the crowd, had already entered the crowd.
For some reason, Yang Gan felt that this time was completely different from usual times. When he killed people before, his body felt very tight.
What now?
It may seem that the whole body is tense, but in fact the inner part is relaxed. It is the kind of natural relaxation. When the joints swing, it is like a whip but like an iron rod, switching between virtual and real.
Using the sword skills he has honed on the battlefield, he can cut through a row of enemies with only half of his previous strength.
Don't think that the dragon-slaying knife is invincible because it is made of meteorite iron. Without the blessing of strength and skill, it is impossible to lead Qicai
Because the bones in the human body are not inferior to steel-like existence in nature.
All the experiences on the battlefield in the past turned into a huge reserve of knowledge and poured into Yang Gan's mind, and even his body appeared strange.
The spine of the dragon trembled slightly, causing the joints and muscles of the whole body to tremble, and there was a faint sound of humming in the chest.
Every time the sword is swung, there is a thunderous sound at the joints similar to the roar of a tiger and a leopard.
With a stomp of his feet, a spiderweb-like crack appeared in the stone bricks of the city wall. The man rushed towards the crowd like a cannonball.
Wherever Yang Gan passed by, broken limbs and corpses were flying everywhere, and heads were rolling in.
"Ah~!!!"
"I can not stand it any more."
"Run!"
"If you don't run away from our stronghold, we will all be killed!"
Finally, some soldiers couldn't hold on anymore and ran towards the bottom of the city wall. Many soldiers suddenly woke up after being shouted at like this.
A soldier swung his legs and climbed down the stairs.
Some soldiers huddled in the corner, their eyes were dull, unknown liquid was flowing from the corners of their mouths, and their whole bodies were shaking.
Some soldiers looked determined and picked up their weapons again and rushed towards the man holding the sword.
Even though he knew he would die, his back was unusually firm.
The consequences did not change.
One knife, the owl's head.
Yang Gan opened and closed at times, and at other times the sword was erratic. The person who was struck was either cut into pieces or decapitated directly.
It makes people look at it with an unusually awkward feeling, as if someone is holding a long gun. Sometimes he uses it to hit people, and sometimes he uses it to embroider. It always feels like something is wrong.
But in Yang Qian, it was perfectly integrated.
"No, Yang Gan, they are going to run away!"
Krisna was tall, and when she saw the crowd of people coming up the stairs at a glance, she immediately fell back.
Suddenly, Yang Qian's feeling of silence was broken, but he didn't make a fuss.
With three steps and one jump, his whole body hit the ground downstairs.
Holding a knife in one hand and shaking his finger, facing thousands of defeated soldiers, Yang Gan was covered in blood. Under the moonlight, his height of 1.6 meters looked like a towering mountain, insurmountable.
"Those who surrender will not be killed!"
