I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Could it be that the target of these refugees is that Chang'an city?

A thought emerged from Wu Qiong's mind.

It is impossible for the refugees themselves to know where Chang'an City is, there must be someone to guide them.

Is it the handwriting of the people in Chang'an City, or other people have other intentions?

Wu Qiong thought of the fruitful farming outside Chang'an City, and guessed in his heart that Chang'an City might have been prepared long ago.

Accepting the rebels from the uprising is tantamount to clearly challenging the Eastern Tang Dynasty...

But having said that, with so many soldiers of the Tang army either dying or surrendering, the conflict between the two sides has become extremely intense.

But, should the Thunderbolt Sect completely fall to Chang'an City?

Wu Qiong looked at the Longling mountains in the distance, hesitating for a while.

The disorderly people in front of them dragged their families and helped each other, all the way to Longling.

They don't know what their next fate will be, they only know that there may be hope of survival there, and they can have enough food.

Wu Qiong's eyes flashed suddenly, and he found a small team outside the surging crowd, which was a little eye-catching.

It was a team of warriors, very different from the wave of refugees in the distance.

Wu Qiong saw a few familiar faces among them.

He is a member of the Hanshan sect.

Watching them, Woo-joon falls silent.

The wave of refugees migrated here. No need to ask, the army of Xuanwu General Du Kun followed closely behind.

The Hanshan faction was too active before and had too deep a connection with Chang'an city.

Ordinary people can only turn a blind eye and close one eye when dealing with this local snake in Qinzhou Prefecture, and secretly write down the account.

But Xuanwu General Du Kun led the army to kill, and he was bound to be struck by thunder.

In order to avoid unnecessary losses, it is wise for the Hanshan faction to cut off the wrists of the strong men in time.

At least, most of the elite disciples were preserved and moved into Chang'an City to seek refuge, so as not to be attacked by the Tang army.

As for whether it can make a comeback in the future, it depends on the result of Tang Jun's attack on Chang'an City again.

But it's all still risky.

Even if the Tang army fell under the city of Chang'an again, whether the members of the Hanshan faction can regain the Qinzhou mansion outside the mountain is still a question mark.

Everything about the Hanshan Sect seems to be a warning to the Perak Sect.

Wu Qiong looked at the crowd from afar, thinking silently.

Among the crowd of Hanshan faction, a one-eyed young man looked calm.

"Master, head, we are about to enter the mountain ahead."

Hui Tianyu said: "The last time the Tang army conquered Chang'an City, they opened a simple road. Along the road, they can go straight to Baiyunyuan. Uncle Zhao and the others are waiting in the city."

He looked at the tide of refugees in the distance: "Disciple, go and watch over there, lest those people get separated."

Several elders of the Hanshan School said: "A few more people will go with you. Since you choose to believe in that city, you should do your best to handle the errands."

The group immediately split into two groups.

Some of the young disciples and their families were escorted to the mountain.

Another group of people followed Tianyu to guide the refugees.

Although the tide of refugees was loose and chaotic, over the past few days, it has gradually formed a core and has its own backbone.

It is under the leadership of the leader that they can keep moving, avoid the encirclement and suppression of the Tang army, and find rare rations to survive.

A big man in the crowd looked around while walking.

Seeing an old woman about to fall, he hurried forward and helped her up.

"Everyone is working hard, there will be food after going up the mountain!" The big man raised his voice and shouted: "All the folks in the village take care of each other, don't fall behind."

As he shouted, the numb eyes of many people around him seemed to be a little brighter, and their exhausted bodies seemed to regain their strength, and they hurried on the road desperately.

Hui Tianyu rushed to the side of the big man and helped him up the old woman.

The other party nodded in thanks: "Thank you, brother."

"Your Majesty's cultivation is extraordinary,

I am ashamed of myself. "Hui Tianyu looked at the other party casually: "It's rare that your honor has such a chivalrous heart, and he is willing to help the poor and lead them to survive. "

The big man shook his head: "What I did was nothing. If it weren't for you, brother, to show you a bright way, you would either die of starvation, sickness, or be wiped out by the Tang army."

Hui Tianyu smiled: "Thanks to your honor for persuading everyone, otherwise everyone would not believe me, because the dispute wasted time, and we would not be able to escape the encirclement of Tang Jun."

The big man looked at the other members of the Hanshan faction: "All the members of your faction put themselves at risk, and spared no expense in the entire ancestral foundation, against the Tang army, and saved everyone. How can I not believe it?"

Hui Tianyu smiled slightly when he heard the words.

The other party's words, while praising the Hanshan faction, actually answered his temptation just now in a disguised form.

This big man has a superb cultivation base, so he must have a long history of inheritance, but he is careful to cover it up.

Not only Hui Tianyu, but other elders of the Hanshan School can't see the origin of the great man's master.

Just now, while the other party praised the Hanshan School for taking risks, they also implicitly expressed that they did not want to expose their master's heritage, so as not to cause trouble for the master.

After all, it was directly against Tang Jun.

He personally helped the refugees out of righteous indignation and sympathy, but he didn't want to involve Shimen in it.

"Our faction alone is not enough to resist the Tang army and keep the people safe." Hui Tianyu said, "It all depends on the master of Chang'an City."

The big man looked towards the mountains in front of him: "You are welcome, brother. Without your help, we would not be able to find the way to Chang'an City..."

The two were talking when they suddenly heard screams from a distance.

They looked back and saw bursts of smoke and dust on the plain behind them.

Tang Jun is coming!

Back to Tianyu and the big man, their expressions changed.

Everyone in the Hanshan faction also looked ugly.

Many refugees even let out desperate cries, and the crowd immediately became chaotic.

Thousands of troops and horses are galloping behind, and Xuanwu General Du Kun is expressionless, like a cold bronze statue.

"General, shall we launch an attack now?" asked the lieutenant beside him.

Du Kun said slowly: "Gao Qi and Yifan commanded two thousand soldiers, and they never returned once they left. There is some knowledge in that strange city."

The lieutenant suddenly realized: "Attacking now, the general wants to drive these refugees to flee ahead, to use it as a charge for the battle, and let our son-in-law cover up and kill them later."

"That's just one aspect. On the other hand, let's use these rebels to build up the murderous spirit. When we go up the mountain to attack the city, the momentum is reaching its peak and we can defeat the enemy in one fell swoop."

Du Kun waved his hand, and Tang Jun immediately began to kill the refugees at the foot of the mountain.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from among the rioters, flying like flying, as fast as lightning, and at the same time extremely powerful.

The cavalry of the Tang army who rushed to the front were directly chopped down in pieces by him alone.

Xuanwu General Du Kun's eyes were fixed.

There was no need for him to issue orders, and the martial arts masters of the Xuanwu Central Army under his command rushed forward.

The man was strong and strong, and he still rushed left and right in the chaos, killing and wounding many Tang troops.

It wasn't until he was surrounded by many Xuanwu Chinese army warriors that he finally couldn't hold back.

With a careless move, he was wounded by the enemy's knife.

When a loophole appeared, the collapse became a series of trends, and the man was quickly stabbed multiple times.

The elite Tang army is like a cold killing machine, attacking non-stop, directly cutting the opponent into pieces.

But this group of flesh and blood that had been chopped into a pool of mud suddenly exploded and flew away.

The blood rained all over the sky, instantly devouring the soldiers of the Tang army who approached.

Even some elite warriors were caught off guard and covered by blood rain.

Their skin was immediately corroded, bloody and bloody.

A large amount of blood spurted out from everyone's wounds, and then gathered into a river of blood in mid-air.

In the river of blood, there was a silver skull ring with blood gleaming in its eyes.

"A master of magic?"

A group of Xuanwu Chinese troops immediately fired at Xuehe with strong bows and crossbows.

The howling rain of arrows tore through the blood-red river, and each air mass burst, blasting the blood river into huge holes.

But the river of blood coagulates and does not disperse. Although it is like a tattered rag full of holes, the viscous and dirty river water has not collapsed, and it still maintains its original shape and keeps flowing.

While the blood flowed, there was a faint and shrill phoenix cry.

Although it is not as domineering as Zhang Dongyun used the blood phoenix transformation to directly devour the arrows and refine them for his own use, but the blood shadow old devil is also defusing the chain of arrows raining from a group of warriors at this moment.

The blood phoenix was reborn from the blood, and flew out of the dilapidated river of blood, trying to avoid the power of sharp arrows to destroy demons.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the opponents to draw their bows and arrows again, the phoenix flapped its wings and rained blood, counterattacking the group of enemies.

Tang Jun propped up his shield, and the rain of blood hit it, and suddenly green smoke rose.

At this moment, a tall figure with bronze complexion suddenly descended from the sky.

His whole body was steaming like a furnace.

The whole person is like a small volcano.

The exuberant masculine qi and blood of martial arts masters make the group of evil spirits ward off evil spirits and make ghosts and gods difficult to approach.

As soon as the Blood Shadow Old Devil's blood rain approached the opponent, before it touched him, it was evaporated and wiped out in mid-air.

The person who came was none other than the commander-in-chief of this Tang army, Xuanwu General Du Kun.

"Yifan and Gao Qi's last report mentioned a person in the way of the devil, and it seems to be you." Du Kun said blankly, "If you have any accomplices, tell me the truth."

The blood shadow old devil sneered proudly: "You are also worthy of asking my majesty's title?"