I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

"Soon, you will naturally understand." Zhang Dongyun said casually.

The blood shadow old devil replied slowly: "Yes, I would like to follow His Majesty's instructions."

After a short pause, he asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, those people outside the city have already entered Baiyunyuan, and I believe they will find Chang'an City soon..."

"A few little bugs, don't worry about it." Ming Tonghui, the "evil emperor" transformed by Zhang Dongyun, spoke casually.

The blood shadow old devil smiled apologetically: "It's natural, it's all because of the old slave's ineffectiveness, otherwise how could His Majesty be alarmed..."

At this moment, the old devil was even more curious about what his majesty said earlier about his recovery from injury, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

But outside Chang'an City, in Baiyunyuan, the Tang army was in full swing, opening up a road.

Barren mountains, wild mountains, primeval jungles, even if a large number of soldiers fight together, they can barely open a rough road.

In the mountain forest, another group of people carefully avoided the Tang army's sentry and observed the Tang army in the distant brigade.

They are members of the Hanshan sect.

The change in Baiyunyuan in Longling was earth-shattering and shocked the surrounding areas.

The Hanshan Sect, as the local snake at the southern foot of Longling, had its own disciples disappear before, so naturally, like the Thunderbolt Sect, they sent people into the mountain to investigate early.

Later, they ran into Hui Tianyu who had left Chang'an City.

After hearing Tianyu's narration of what happened, the elders of the Hanshan School were shocked.

They came to Baiyunyuan, hid aside, quietly observed Tang Jun entering the mountain, and also aimed at the weird city that suddenly appeared.

"It's Xuanwu Great General Du Kun's deputy, General Fenwei Gao Qi, and Du Kun's son Du Yifan, that dandy young master." A middle-aged man said in a low voice.

An old man next to him nodded slowly: "The master of Shanhutang, he has also arrived with his subordinates."

"There are about two thousand people here, right?" The middle-aged man frowned: "Du Kun himself is busy leading troops to suppress civil unrest, so his son and Gao Qi have brought out almost all the people left behind?"

The old man watched the figures moving in the distant mountains and forests:

"If according to what Tianyu said, there are really masters in Chang'an City, then two thousand people are nothing, the key lies in how many people came from Du Kun's Xuanwu army."

When the middle-aged man heard the words, his face was full of fear and solemnity.

Xuanwu General Du Kun has many soldiers under his command.

The army was everywhere, and local forces like Hanshan faction, Shanhutang, and Perak sect naturally couldn't resist it.

But for the powerful of higher realms, an army composed of mortals does not pose a fatal threat.

What made them wary was Du Kun, or the elite of the elite Tang army.

An army composed entirely of a large number of martial arts practitioners.

Only the warriors of the first and second realms have extremely strong physical strength, surpassing ordinary people, and can control strong bows and crossbows that are difficult for ordinary soldiers to draw.

Even if the accuracy is not as good as that of a sharpshooter who specializes in this way, the eyesight and arm strength of martial arts are not bad.

If there are warriors from the third and fourth realms joining them, a group of people with bows and crossbows can completely threaten those who are stronger than them.

Xuanwu General Du Kun has a Xuanwu Central Army under his command, which is such a team.

Although the number of people is limited, the fighting power is extremely terrifying.

The blood shadow old devil was injured by their arrows before.

"We can't get any closer, or we'll be spotted easily." The old man whispered.

The middle-aged man nodded.

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help asking: "Uncle Shi, you asked Tianyu to leave to do the errands ordered by Chang'an City, this..."

"It's just raising some fine-bred saplings and livestock. It doesn't involve weapons and medicinal materials. It shouldn't be a big problem. Let him do it first."

The old man said slowly: "In the meantime, let's confirm how sacred this city and the people inside are."

A look of hesitation appeared on the middle-aged man's face: "Where is Wangzhenguan..."

The old man pondered for a moment:

"If this Chang'an city is really as Tianyu said, it can become a big climate,

We might as well take the opportunity to get rid of the concept of forgetting the truth.

Taking a step back, we may become a bridge between Wangzhen Temple and Chang'an City, and connect them.

If Tianyu is mistaken, and there is nothing to show here, then..."

The old man said, shaking his head slightly.

The middle-aged man's expression also became calm.

Both of them stopped talking, and just watched Tang Jun go deep into Baiyunyuan silently.

Finally, the army crossed the valley and gradually approached the mysterious male city.

"Report, there is indeed a city in the valley. The city wall is about three miles from north to south, two miles from east to west, and about four feet high."

The sentry reported to General Fenwei Gao Qi: "It's just..."

Gao Qi, who looked like a middle-aged man, glanced at the other party: "What is there to hesitate?"

The sentry replied: "General, the city gates are all wide open."

Gao Qi frowned.

The head of the Mountain Tiger Hall next to him was also puzzled: "Did he not notice us coming? No way, the devil was shot by us and then ran away. Didn't he go back to the city to report?"

On the other side, Du Yifan laughed and said, "If you're worried, just don't go through his city gate."

He patted the huge ballista beside him, and said with a grin: "Let's open another door on his city wall!"

"Be safe and don't be impatient." Gao Qi shook his head, walked out of the dense forest, and looked at Chang'an City from afar.

His figure began to rise gradually, floating in the air with his own strength, and gradually rose into the air, overlooking the city from above.

Seeing this, Du Yifan was envious: "When I reach the realm of flying generals, I will definitely fly into the air to play."

Beside him, the master of Shanhutang smiled, disapproving of Mr. Du's declaration.

But the hall master looked at General Gao in mid-air, and he was also amazed in his heart.

He himself is the fourth level of martial arts, the level of Yongwei, and his figure can glide up and down in mid-air for short distances.

But if you want to hang in the air, like stepping on the ground, you have to reach the fifth level of martial arts, the level of flying generals, just like Gao Qi.

At this level, warriors are supernaturally powerful, come and go like the wind, can fly freely at low altitudes in a short period of time, and can even fly in midair with others.

Du Yifan rushed into the air and shouted: "Uncle Gao, take me up to have a look too."

Gao Qi was noncommittal about this, but carefully observed the situation in Chang'an City in the distance.

After a while, he landed on the ground with a slightly strange expression:

"There is no one in the city, and it is empty. Except for a hall in the center of the city, there are no other buildings."

The headmaster of Shanhu Hall frowned: "Such a calm appearance, could it be that you really have a plan in your chest?"

"Maybe it's a bluff." Du Yifan snorted.

He looked aside Gao Qi: "Uncle Gao, let's go in, the panacea must be hidden in that palace."

Gao Qi was silent, and after a while he spoke:

"The situation is abnormal, the enemy's situation is unknown, we'd better be careful."

Du Yifan said anxiously: "Uncle Gao..."

Gao Qi raised his hand to stop him from speaking, and then ordered to his soldiers:

"Don't go into the city yet, everyone, keep your bows up and get ready."

The sound of bowstrings sounded, and many Tang soldiers drew their bows and crossbows, and the arrows pointed upwards.

He rose up into the air again, looking down at the city from a high position:

"Shoot three rounds, let it go!"