The years when I explored the fairyland

Tianquan County,

Yanshui City.

Because they have marched here in a hurry, if they have to be fast, the beggar army will not be able to coerce the victims this time. All the people who come here are elites.

Therefore, in this siege, only the elite were employed.

The drums were rumbling, the blood was stirring, and it was already half an hour later when the three drums were completed.

The former army was also well prepared. At a glance, they could see that they were all covered in black heads.

Some of them were carrying large shields, some were holding ladders, some were carrying sandbags, and some were holding weapons and shouting.

On the battlefield, unless they are truly extraordinary, most people will have to be lucky to survive.

Therefore, even a so-called warrior who has fought many battles will not be less fearful when the ants attack the city.

Of course, they lived up to their reputation as elites. They seemed scattered, but in fact they had a tacit understanding. Ten people formed a team, three teams formed a team, and everyone in the team had a clear division of labor.

If there is an attack, there are clear rules for what everyone should do and what to do.

Of course, there are also martial arts warriors mixed in here.

Some of these people wore triple armor, revealing two eyes, scarlet and crazy.

They run like war horses at great speed, and because they are too excited, they often break away from the team and block the front.

This is considered disobeying orders, but because of their bravery, it can actually boost morale.

Some just wear a piece of leather armor casually, and have a variety of weapons in their hands, each with its own specialty, but they all carry a hook lock more than ten meters long, which can be thrown out at any time.

As long as they hooked the city wall and had a little bit of leverage, they could quickly climb up.

These people all have strong postures and nimble steps. They look like fish swimming in the crowd, showing their impressive attainments in Qinggong.

The last group of people looked enthusiastic and excited. When they saw the direction of Yanshui City, they seemed to be seeing the Red Lotus Sky that they entered after death.

When the drum beat ended, the shouts of killing filled the sky, the earth shook, and countless beggars rushed out.

They rushed towards the Yanshui City like crazy, nothing else in their eyes.

On the mound.

The Lamenting King Ran Yongzeng couldn't help but smile as he watched this scene.

It's not easy to live in this bullshit world, but as long as he has these brothers, he can maintain his current status.

Unfortunately, the charge was only half-way, and he was still a thousand steps away from the Yanshui City wall. The smile on his face froze completely before it faded away.

There was a buzzing sound, like countless bees flapping their wings, and coupled with the sharp whistle that broke through the sky, it was already a rain of arrows falling from the sky.

The trajectory of the flight was not well controlled, and it fell into the second half of the formation. It formed a line and dozens of people fell to the ground and wailed.

This shooting distance and the intensity of the strike really stalled the momentum of the beggar army.

Of course, it only paused for a moment, and the momentum of the front army picked up again, and everyone even moved forward desperately.

Not only was the threat from the arrow rain, but also because from the rear, the supervising team's butcher knife had been raised.

The military discipline of the Beggar Army is just that, or in other words, there is no military discipline at all. Only when charging, the butcher's knife of this supervising team is not stained with blood.

However, before they had rushed a hundred steps, the 'buzzing' sound came again, from far to near.

This time, the beggar army gained experience, and the former army commander shouted:

"Defense! Defense!"

As a result, the charging formation immediately began to shrink.

Shields were held high and carried on their shoulders, forming a shield array above their heads. Others hid under the shield array, and ladders and the like were dragged on the ground.

They were still moving forward, but at a much slower pace.

And those warriors were even more fearless, waving their weapons in their hands, trying to deflect the arrows.

Their response was certainly correct and could even be said to have been tested in actual combat. Unfortunately, what they encountered was the Tianquan Army of Yanshui City who had been preparing for a long time.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Duh duh duh duh!

The sound of breaking through the air and the sound of collision were heard, accompanied by miserable howls from time to time, which had become the main theme of the battlefield.

At this time, the charging beggar army realized that the arrow rain was too dense, like a downpour, and there was no way to hide or escape.

What is even more frightening is that in addition to the normal arrows, there are also many armor-piercing arrows mixed in. Even a shield covered with iron sheet cannot completely defend against it.

Whenever the shield was shot through and collapsed, they became living targets and were turned into sieves by the rain of arrows.

Even if the shield is strong enough, with so many people protected underneath, it cannot be completely covered. Under such a dense rain of arrows, the exposed area cannot be intact.

As for those arrogant warriors, they are the most tragic!

After all, there are only a few people who can wield a weapon without splashing water; there are even fewer people who can release their true energy and withstand the impact of arrow rain.

They had no choice but to move around, running around, using the beggar soldiers as shields, but this caused even greater chaos.

Only those wearing triple armor were the most indifferent. They turned around, half-crouched, and let the arrows rain down on them.

Everyone became a little hedgehog, but there were not many casualties.

However, I don’t know since when, the charge has completely stopped.

They could only be nailed in place like targets, waiting for the rain of arrows to end.

At this time, the city wall looked very orderly.

On the huge open space, the bed crossbows were lined up in a row, with a rectangular box on top, one end of which was like a honeycomb, and every hole was filled with arrows.

The bowstrings of the bed crossbows were all made of thumb-thick tendons. Every time they were wound up, they had to use a special wrench to turn the gears.

As for the crossbowmen, they were all two-meter-tall, muscular men.

They were not ordinary soldiers, but the best among the warriors. Regardless of whether they had cultivated a domineering body, they had practiced martial arts to increase their strength.

They shouted slogans and exerted force again and again to pull the bowstrings into position.

Shooting was simple, just hit the mechanism with a wooden hammer, but aiming was also a technical job.

Another crossbowman was in charge. They had to calibrate the accuracy, calculate the arc, adjust the position of the bed crossbow, and finally hammer it.

They also went through long-term training to ensure that the rain of arrows shot out had no obvious gaps, and they could even do it like a barrage of Xu Jin, sweeping back and forth.

In the end, tens of thousands of arrows were slanting down, and even the demons wearing three layers of heavy armor were full of arrows, like hedgehogs.

Then, the Qihuo Army collapsed!

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers left more than half of their bodies behind, no longer caring about anything, throwing away their equipment and fleeing desperately.

They collapsed suddenly, and the rain of arrows failed to catch up, and failed to increase the casualties.

However, the supervisors in the rear raised their butcher knives and killed desperately. After a while, thousands of people were killed again.

But it was useless, it had no effect at all!

The Qihuo Army soldiers who escaped back were unwilling to charge again even if they were killed.

On the city wall, seeing this scene, Hanshui Sect leader Han Zhigui said in disbelief: "Retreat now?"

Xuanwei General Zheng Simao asked with a smile: "Didn't you see the corpses all over the ground?"

"From this point of view, the Qihuo Army doesn't seem to be that good?"

Wei Jinkui glanced at Han Zhigui and said: "It's not that the Qihuo Army is not good, but we are fully prepared.

Crossbows, arrows, and the selection and training of those crossbowmen...

Before, I asked you to train, I was a thousand times unwilling, now you see the results."

Wei Fangjie put his hands on the parapet, leaned forward slightly, looked at the battlefield in the distance, and remembered a decision made by Chu Zhou a long time ago.

In terms of battlefield experience and manpower, Tianquan County is far inferior to the Qihuo Army, but there are solutions. The solution Chu Zhou came up with is saturation strikes.

After such a long period of personnel dispatch and training, even with the threat of the Qihuo Army, many people are already tired and start to be lazy.

Only at this moment, the results were shown to convince everyone, even himself.

"Big Brother, you are still Big Brother!"

On the other side, under the mound.

A man with seven or eight arrows stuck all over his body was thrown there, and his clothes and armor were stained red with blood, but he cried even more miserably.

"Heavenly King, Heavenly King, it's not that I, Miao Lao San, am afraid of death, nor that my brothers are unwilling to try their best, it's really that the Tianquan Army is playing tricks!"

"Their rain of arrows is too dense, we can't rush through at all, and the three layers of armor have been shot into gourds. I, I really, am..."

"My brothers, my brothers are all dead!"

His crying became louder and louder, and he was crying loudly at the end. Ran Yongzeng looked down at him with an ugly face.

But in just a moment, he became cold and indifferent.

"Miao Lao San, you failed to capture the city and led the escape, you should be killed!"

"Where is the law enforcement team?"

"Yes!"

"Drag him down and behead him!"

Two big men came up and dragged him down without saying a word. They didn't care about Miao Lao San's crying and dragged him to the front of the formation. In front of everyone, they swung their knives and beheaded him!

His head rolled on the ground for several times, which frightened the senior generals of the Qihuo Army.

This Miao Lao San was an absolute confidant of the King of Sorrow, but he was still killed without hesitation. This can no longer be described as cruel.

It is a real disregard for relatives!

On the slope, the red-haired old man retracted his gaze and said, "In fact, this battle is not his fault!"

"I know."

"Knowing that, you still killed so easily?"

"I have to kill him! The battle was not going well, and the others were scared. If we don't kill him, we can't intimidate the others, so how can we make them fight for their lives?!"

The Golden Fox Zen Master asked again, "Then what are you going to do?"

"The retreating front army will directly serve as the death squad, and the left and right armies will each draw 10,000 people to attack the city. As for the rain of arrows?

If ordinary people can't stop it, let the masters do it. I don't believe that Tianquan Army dares to send people out of the city for a field battle?"

With an order, the Qihu Army started moving again, and it took another half an hour to prepare. The dark army was ready to attack the city again.

This time, the Qihu Army no longer looked down on it. All kinds of armor, weapons, shields and ladders were in sufficient supply.

And the most dazzling thing was the demon disciples standing in front, each wearing black armor and with blood-red eyes.

And, in the big formation, wearing white robes with blood-red lotuses on them, the Red Lotus followers looked excited.

When the drums sounded, the Qihuo Army launched another charge, and the heads rushed forward like a tide, each one like a cheetah, gathering all their strength.

And the rain of arrows arrived as expected, the first wave was not large, just to confirm the position.

From the second wave, it was like a downpour again. Because of the experience of the first time, the crossbowmen were more confident and reloaded more quickly.

Rounds of arrows fell in an arc, leaving almost no gaps. If the shield blocked it, the death would be extremely miserable.

Of course, the beggar army also had a way to deal with it this time.

At least seven or eight innate warriors rushed into the sky. Although they could not fly, they could still stay in the air for a short time with their light skills.

They either threw out sword energy, or slashed out sword lights, or made a deafening roar, making the air like water waves, or showed various virtual images, shaking off the arrows in the sky.

From a distance, it felt like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Of course, the innate warriors were not martial arts masters after all. The range of their sword energy was limited. On such a large battlefield, they could only protect a very small area.

But in the army formation, those Red Lotus followers also showed their power.

They raised their weapons, chanted spells, and activated the Red Lotus Secret Art.

Flames fell from the sky, covering their weapons, and then they waved their weapons, rolling up fire storms and smashing the rain of arrows from the sky.

There were also the Desire Demons of the Xuanyue Sect. They ignored the rain of arrows and punched in the air one after another, causing the air to explode and also creating shock waves.

As for those normal warriors, they also used their own methods. Of course, they seemed to be much more restrained, unlike the Red Lotus Sect members and demons, who were purely using their lives as consumables.

In this way, with the escort of masters, the morale of the Qihuo Army increased greatly, and the speed of the charge became faster and faster.

In just a few hundred breaths, they rushed to 200 steps outside Yanshui City against the rain of arrows.

Here, they were very close to the wall of Yanshui City. Looking up, those with good eyesight seemed to be able to see the situation on the top of the city.

But just because of taking one more look, many people were almost scared to tears.

One by one, the cast iron cannons were pushed out of the parapets, and the round barrels looked very intimidating.

When the high-raised torches ignited the fuse, everyone around almost took a few steps back without hesitation, clearing a circle.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the smoke was filled with gunpowder. The cannon shook suddenly, as if the entire city wall was shaking.

A cannonball flew out, wrapped in gunpowder smoke, and directly crushed a demon wearing triple heavy armor, and then jumped and rolled all the way, crushing countless people along the way.

That's not the end!

The sound of "boom boom boom boom" was endless, and bursts of gunpowder smoke seemed to cover the top of Yanshui City.

One by one, the cannonballs were fired, some were solid bullets, and some were broken into pieces, with iron caltrops flying everywhere.

Naturally, there were powerful Xiantian warriors who slashed out sword qi and knife auras to smash the shells.

But there were too many artillery pieces!

Chu Zhou would not miss these artillery pieces if he could think of using the bed crossbow. The reason why he used them now was to seek the greatest damage and get the enemy closer before attacking.

This time, the Qihuo Army was also stunned, especially when the warriors began to think about dealing with the shells, they didn't care about the rain of arrows.

The combination of artillery and rain of arrows made the Qihuo Army embarrassed.

Of course, they were not completely powerless to fight back. Many Desire Demons and Red Lotus Cultists launched a charge regardless of life and death.

They no longer paid attention to the Qihuo Army, jumped out directly, and then used Qinggong to reach a distance of more than 200 steps in just a dozen breaths.

There were also seven or eight Xiantian warriors who did not retreat.

On the one hand, they did not dare to. There was no horn to retreat on the battlefield, and they were afraid of being killed.

On the other hand, they were also furious. The Xiantian warriors were there, and they were suppressed and beaten for so long. It was impossible for them to say that they were not angry!

When they rushed to the top of the city wall without caring about anything, they wanted to smash the crossbows and destroy the artillery on a large scale.

It must be said that their charge was still effective, and there was a chaos on the top of the city wall.

Most importantly, in the back, the weeping king Ran Yongzeng saw an opportunity.

He did not send more troops, but at a command, at least hundreds of powerful warriors rushed out.

Among them, there were at least more than ten Xiantian masters, thirty Zang-training warriors, and more than sixty Tongmai great martial artists.

Those who were below Tongmai and had no internal strength to protect their bodies were not within his consideration at all.

The support of these people really made the Xiantian warriors on the top of the city wall more rampant, and their attack and killing methods were even risking their lives.

Of course, Wei Fangjie and others were not vegetarians. At a command, Zhu Xuan, who reacted the fastest, rushed out.

This half-step master of Wanxiangzhai is really not a vegetarian. He used the Divine Elephant to suppress the prison, and it only took three or two moves to take off the head of a congenital warrior.

And Wei Jinkui also showed his true body of the domineering body. Although he was doing the work of welcoming guests in Xuanzhen Temple, he was always smiling and saying some friendly words.

But he didn't dare to relax for a moment when it came to cultivation. The martial arts body training had entered the meridians, and the immortal way of inducing qi had also reached the seventh level of cultivation. His strength was not bad at all.

It was just that he hadn't had the opportunity to fight with others for so long, but it made him feel a little itchy.

This time he went on a killing spree, and it was really brave and unparalleled.

As for the disciples of Xuanzhen Temple he brought with him, they were all the best in the inner sect. Each of them showed a height of more than ten feet, and all became battlefield warriors. They were also dealing with those armored demons.

And the most difficult ones were the Red Lotus Cultists.

The red lotus fire covered their whole bodies, and they would burn as soon as they touched them. They were the most troublesome and dangerous.

Wei Fangjie stopped them with a silver spear that stirred the air within a hundred feet radius.

They were all fighting hard, and the others didn't dare to be lazy. Even if a few people tried their best, they still rushed forward and found their opponents.

Of course, the final outcome of this battle was not decided by them, but under the double attack of artillery and arrow rain, the beggar army could no longer support it.

Thousands more corpses were left behind, and the beggar army chose to flee for the second time. Their morale collapsed, and many people in the supervising team blocking the road were hacked to death.

After they fled, the masters had no basis for fighting.

Even if more than a hundred of them rushed into Yanshui City, without the support of a large army, they would just be chased down one by one.

Therefore, after those innate warriors noticed something was wrong and began to retreat, only the demon disciples who had lost their minds and some Red Lotus cultists who used secret techniques were left on the entire battlefield.

After they made the final attempt to stop them, they were eliminated one by one.

Looking at Yanshui City, it was only one day, but there were many casualties in this fierce battle.

On the city wall, there are traces of the battle everywhere, not to mention damage, broken limbs and broken arms are everywhere, and a strong smell of iron blood fills the air.

"We held it!"

I don’t know who said this, but it resonated with countless people. The record of the Beggar Army in Tianyuan Mansion was really shocking.

Even though they are defending the city here and are fully prepared, there are still many people who are panicked and worried.

Until this moment, they finally won a victory, which also showed that the beggar army was not really invincible.

On the top of the city, someone shouted "Long live Xuanzhen Guan", and as a result, more and more people shouted loudly.

The sound became more and more uniform and spread throughout Yanshui City.

Of course, unlike the high morale in Yanshui City, outside the city, the beggar army camp was deathly quiet.

This time, killing a few people can't restore morale.

Even Ran Yongzeng, the king of mourning, lost his sense of control when the artillery appeared and cursed: "Artillery, they actually used artillery. Damn it, are you talking about martial arts?"

"Shit! Shit! A bunch of shit!"

"After the city is destroyed, I must not seal the sword for ten days. If I don't kill, all the people in Yanshui City will die. I am not the king of mourning who can make children stop crying!"

He broke the defense, really broke the defense!

His 100,000-strong army lost more than 10,000 people today, and one-tenth of its strength was gone. This is the foundation of his foothold!

On the other hand, the red-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Hu were very calm. They just looked at them indifferently and did not speak.

They have lived long enough and have seen more of the world, so they will not lose their temper because of one or two failures.

After a while, Ran Yongzeng seemed to have calmed down, and suddenly got off the Lingju. His knees softened and he knelt in front of the two of them, saying: "Two masters, it is absolutely impossible to continue fighting like this, so I ask the two masters to give their full help." I."

The red-haired old man pursed his lips slightly and said: "I will send two Nine-leaf Red Lotus envoys to take action. They have the power of a half-step master. They can directly kill the city and buy some time for the army."

Zen Master Jinhu also said: "Then I will send two master demon puppets here.

They are all made from the corpses of martial arts masters. Although they lack the true meaning of martial arts to drive the power of heaven and earth, their bodies are like diamonds, and they are most useful for breaking down cities and seizing gates. "

Ran Yongzeng straightened his body and said: "This is not enough!"

"What do you want?"

"Even if we can't win a battle, we really can't stay here for too long. So..."

Ran Yongzeng said loudly: "So, I would like to ask the two masters to take action themselves!"

I wanted to write more, but as a result, I had a gastroscopy in the morning and it was an uncomfortable day. It was so uncomfortable!