As soon as the arrow shot, Mo Li knew something was wrong.
After all, this arrow can't bear the excessive internal force, even if it barely reaches the landing point, the arrow body will slightly deviate from the target due to the overall collapse.
Either way, the goal of disrupting the Chinese army is achieved.
The ink carp slowly let go, and the bow body also cracked into dozens of pieces the size of fingernails, and rolled down from between his fingers.
The soldiers beside him were stunned, because the city wall was high, they could see the chaos under the arrow of the rebel army, and the rebel frontman was still shouting and ignoring what happened behind.
The interruption of the messenger meant that there was no order to modify the formation. The Saint Lotus altar cultists drove the refugee-born rebel army to rush forward, and fires slammed on the city gate.
The people on the city wall could clearly feel the shaking and trembling under their feet.
Everyone's faces turned pale, and after all, there was a shortage of defenders. If there were three hundred archers who pressed against the army to release arrows, the opponent would not use the siege equipment so recklessly. It's not good. If this goes on like this, the city gate will not last for a quarter of an hour.
The rolling stones and logs are almost exhausted. Once the rebel army is close to the city wall and erected a ladder, just because there are less than a hundred soldiers on the city wall at this moment, the time that can be delayed can be imagined.
The ink carp dropped the broken bow, picked up a spear at the foot, and aimed at the four siege vehicles that were constantly throwing thunder and fire bombs.
This time, the momentum is far from the arrow just now, because the target is obvious and the distance is closer.
"boom!"
The main beam of the car was broken, and then fell to the side, smashing to death and injuring several saints who were too late to escape.
Among the King's army, Zheng Tu stared at the Huaxian city wall from the arrow, and quickly counted Jiangnan's masters in his heart, but his expression was not flustered. After all, it was only a guardian of the holy lotus altar who died, not his competent subordinates.
Most of the rebels are rabble, and there are not many talents, and every death is a loss.
This unfortunate guy who was targeted by the ink carp but survived by luck is indeed very capable. Even when he was in chaos, he climbed up quickly, followed by a glimpse of the flying spear destroying the siege city and throwing cars. , his expression changed greatly and he shouted: "The left and right wings are advanced, and the baggage battalion is withdrawn with the throwing car!"
However, although he was awake, the person guarding the messenger around him was either killed or injured by an arrow dropped from outside that day, and the person who was able to move was even more terrified and couldn't react in time.
With a loud bang, the thunder and fire bombs next to the wooden throwing car were hit and burst in series.
In an instant, the impact brought the stump of the broken limb and flew into the air, and the blood of the big puffs of blood spilled on the faces of the nearby rebels.
Some people's eyes were splitting, it was a savage bull that was burned to the tail, screaming and rushing forward to kill, but more people were woken up by being "watered", their faces were timid, and their bodies involuntarily shrank back. No one dared to approach the tossing car anymore, and the formation was chaotic in an instant.
The followers of the Holy Lotus Altar were also trapped in it, and the prayer flags originally used for commanding were crowded and crooked, not to mention the commanding army, they could not even respond to each other.
"Just like that?"
Zheng Tu didn't wait for other movements for a long time, and pondered inwardly.
He didn't know whether the other party was extremely patient and set a trap, or whether the lack of manpower could only delay the time.
Zheng Tu was calm, but the other generals of the Heavenly Granted King were all angry and immediately restrained their own troops.
These people are not all directly related to Zheng Tu, and some of them don't even feel that they are Zheng Tu's subordinates, but they can reach this position today and still be in charge of soldiers under Zheng Tu's eyelids. So the elite soldiers and horses were quickly calmed down, and the soldiers who could not see the battle situation in the rear were fine.
After all, it is an army of tens of thousands, and the ink carp is only the power of one person.
"Send scouts, bypass Hua County and visit Nanping Prefecture City." Zheng Tu quickly made a decision.
The land under King Ning's jurisdiction should be in a mess, and King Wu's troops are not so fast. Jingzhou is fighting alone, and the possibility of setting an ambush in Huaxian is extremely small.
"Huh? What's going on with Master Luo?" Zheng Tu noticed the movements of the people at the Holy Lotus Altar.
Not long after, someone came to report: "Master Luo said that an assassin pretended to be a saint to infiltrate our army."
Saintess? Zheng Tu was dumbfounded for a while, but the killer was also able to bear it. You must know that wherever the Holy Maiden went, she would be surrounded by followers and soldiers to pray for blessings. If you were impatient, it would have been revealed.
However, it is not surprising that a killer who can nest in a tree and disguise himself as a twig of a thorn and hang for a long time has this ability.
Such an assassin must have been carefully cultivated, could it be Piaoping Pavilion
Zheng Tu sullenly turned his horse's head and went to the carriage where the "King of Heaven" was.
The King of Heaven was naturally sitting in the car. He looked up to see Zheng Tu, and his eyes under the Zijin mask unconsciously showed a trace of tension.
"What's wrong with General Zheng?"
The first two words were not able to control the volume, and they sounded a bit sharp.
The carriage of the God-given King was even more beautiful than that of Sect Master Luo. In addition to the guards, there was also a beautiful young woman serving him.
However, when he saw Zheng Tu's abnormality, neither the guard nor the maid responded.
"Your Majesty, there are experts from the rivers and lakes in the city ahead who are stubbornly resisting. In order not to cause too many casualties among the soldiers, I also ask the king to give an order, and ask the saints from the Holy Lotus Altar to help."
"Yes... it should be, come here!" King Tianshou hurriedly said, "Please ask the saint to go to the front."
Zheng Tu backed away with satisfaction. When Master Luo heard this order, he raised his brows and was about to get angry, and suddenly realized that it was a good idea.
With the Holy Maiden, those soldiers must work hard.
The scale of the tens of thousands of troops, even if the saintes found now are all right, but after a while? Who knows if the assassins will sneak in by repeating their tricks. Even if the saintess were ordered not to wear veils for the time being, but there were so many saints, not everyone in the army knew their faces, what if the assassin was born with red lips and white teeth and dressed up as a woman without any effort
"Since it's an order from the King of Heaven, why don't you hurry up?" Luo Jiao said with a sullen face.
The saints had different expressions, and they faintly resisted.
They are not stupid, they have no eyes for swords and guns, and wearing white clothes is not a target? They are not top experts, they dare to say that they have nothing to fear.
But no one can afford this matter of disobedience, not to mention the king, even the leader Luo can kill them. The saints had no choice but to bite the bullet, holding their own magical weapons and weapons, and the holy lotus altar disciples who were protecting them, huddled behind their shields and went to the front army.
"The saint is here!"
The chaos of the former army was abrupt, and at this time dozens of people were already lying dead under the city wall.
Their unruly and maddened attacks still brought a lot of trouble to the defenders of the city.
"Crash?"
On the Huaxian city wall, the old soldier's eyelids twitched when he saw the siege equipment that was being pushed slowly.
This is not a light and simple structure like throwing a car. The collision force is heavy, and there are rollers under it, so it is not too hard to push.
There is no moat outside Huaxian. Even if the city gate is located at a high point on a gentle slope, the car needs to climb the slope first, which will seriously affect the speed and impact strength. Seems like it can't be stopped.
Misfortunes do not come singly. With the appearance of the Holy Maiden, the pilgrims of the Holy Lotus Altar in sackcloth also brought eight ladders in one breath. They are not the kind of crude and triangular platforms with a height of one meter at the bottom. The rebel army can not only stand in front of the ladders Climb, but also from the auxiliary ladder on the back of the ladder.
When you are about to arrive, turn over to the front, and if you are lucky, you can climb the city wall at once, and the auxiliary ladder is located in the dead corner of the city wall, and it is extremely difficult for the defenders to shoot.
Mo Li glanced at the crashed car and gave up decisively.
The city gate was blocked tightly, and nothing would happen for a while, but the cloud ladder was different.
If he was climbed up by the disciples of the holy lotus altar, he alone would not be able to hold the entire section of the city wall.
"boom."
The first ladder was leaned against the city wall.
The rebel army swarmed, and the defenders did not have time to shoot their arrows.
Mo Li hurriedly pushed, but he couldn't shake the ladder. His heart sank immediately, and he knew it was not good.
This is not an ordinary piece of siege equipment. The King of Heaven is still very prepared. It is very likely that in addition to the weight of the solid wood of the ladder itself, there is a wooden frame below it that fits deeply into the soil. The craftsmanship is ingenious, and three or five big men cannot easily shake it.
This is indeed a siege weapon, but what they lack most is manpower. It is impossible to have ten people around each ladder to work together, let alone push away, the lower wheel rushes forward, and can get back to the city wall again. superior.
The ink carp didn't bother to hold back, and used his inner strength to shoot at the ladder.
The wooden frame that was strong enough to hang about twenty men immediately trembled strangely, and the few people who climbed up the ladder first couldn't catch the horizontal railing and fell one after another.
Mo Li slapped the second palm again, and the cloud ladder full of dark energy was instantly shaken to the side, smashing the second one that had just leaned against the city wall.
The ink carp did the same, and its body was as fast as electricity. It pushed all the eight ladders away along the city wall. That's all. When the disciples from the Holy Lotus Altar who rushed up from behind lifted up the ladder again, they were surprised to find that none of the bases were intact, but there were damages here and there, and they swayed from side to side even when they barely got up to the city wall, and three people stood up and down. There must be a dozen people holding the ladder.
The foothold is still unstable, how can it be stabbed by the spears and spears of the defenders
When a saint saw that the situation was not good, she immediately called Ziwei Xing Jun Mingde, and she would immediately dispatch a divine general to protect the believers.
The other saintess came to their senses, and they also echoed.
The morale was boosted, but the generals behind the Heavenly Granted King couldn't sit back and watch. The saintess said that there is a god to help out, so it must be there, otherwise how can they convince the crowd. So Master Luo, with a dark face, ordered the five masters in the sect to go out together.
Those five people are all white-bearded old men, they are brothers and sisters. Later, there were too many enemies and gradually getting old, so he simply voted for the holy lotus altar, and continued to make a fortune through this big cult.
Now that Cult Master Luo is alive, they are confident that they have a unique combination of formations, even if the elders of the major sects dare to fight, so they do not refuse.
The five elders of the blood evil were light and skillful, and they were not afraid of the sporadic arrows shot from the city head. In a blink of an eye, they arrived under the city wall. They were overjoyed when they saw the half-wasted cloud ladder. With one arrow, several spears to destroy the car-throwing, thunder and fire, and then hard to destroy the ladder, this internal force has been exhausted.
They kicked or threw their hands, dismantling the ladder, and in a blink of an eye, they reached the city wall.
In front of him was a blade of light like snow.
- Mo Li has no bows and arrows to take advantage of, weapons are not enough, and they dare not even throw spears. If you see these five body techniques from a distance, you will know that their skills are not weak. It is very likely that the flying spears will be avoided by them. The city wall, the old force is exhausted, the new force is not yet born to attack
Even though the five elders of the blood evil were ready to respond to the enemy, they were still shocked by this sudden blow.
Because this is not a single move, but twelve swords in a row.
There were two more dazzling white lights at the top of the city, one on the left and one on the right, each forcing one person to fall off the city wall.
The three people who were not "taken care" by Daoguang and stepped on the city wall steadily, looking at the empty city wall with few people, their hearts were overjoyed and it was too late to be happy. Dodging, but the beard and hair are broken, the three are either bald or half-bearded, looking particularly funny.
"So brave..."
The scolding has not yet ended, and the arc is coming again.
The remaining blood demon five old and three people dispersed immediately, waiting for the other two to climb the wall again, but the sword wind followed suit, even if they were far apart from each other, they still felt the swords passing by in front of them. Shadow, the slightest mistake is that the body is different.
All this happened very fast, but with just two breaths, the blood evil five old man changed from winning the ticket to cold sweat.
Although they guessed that there might be more than two masters on the city wall, they must not be too strong, otherwise why not rush down and break into the army? Now it seems that there is only one master in Huaxian, who can't leave it lightly. Anyone who steps on the city wall is equivalent to stepping into the dead zone under the knife light cloth.
The blood evil five elders were frightened in their hearts, but did not dare to back down.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, if he retreats without a fight, he is afraid that he will not be able to stand on the holy lotus altar from now on.
As soon as they gritted their teeth and shouted angrily and prepared to fight, their feet suddenly became empty, and they were already forced to retreat to the edge of the city wall, standing unsteadily.
At this time, the two people who had fallen before climbed up again.
Mo Li turned a blind eye and continued to take a step forward. The curtain-like sword light was so overwhelming that the bloody five elders were forced to fall. Before they could regain their strength and join forces, Mo Li also took the initiative to jump off the city wall, where it was hit by a thunderbolt. The wall was pounded with potholes, and they moved and jumped, and they chased the bloody five old men without even the time to catch their breath. Even now, they have not been able to see what the enemy looks like.
So the battlefield went down and down from the city wall and replaced it with a whole wall.
Still a vertical wall.
Light and shadow come and go suddenly, without any pattern.
The city wall seems to have become an immortal wall, revealing the skills of heaven and man.
This battle is too big, and it can be seen from a long distance. As long as the tens of thousands of people in the king's army have grown eyes, they will hardly miss it.
The rebel army who followed the maddening cry of the Holy Maiden and the disciples of the Holy Lotus altar widened their eyes. They wanted to help the "God General", but instinctively realized that this was not something they could do with them, and involuntarily stepped back.
The blood evil five elders seem to have gradually stabilized the situation and surrounded the sword light, but the stalemate of the situation seems to never end.
"The Five Elders of Blood Evil is not an opponent." Master Luo gritted his teeth, "This person is delaying time."
Compared to going out in person, Cult Master Luo was even more surprised that this was a top expert who came out of nowhere, and why he wanted to work for the junk in Jingzhou.
With a scream, the blood mist filled the air, and the sword was dyed red.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light rolled up and swept up the city wall again with lightning speed.
"Crack, crack..."
There were five heavy sounds in a row, like five sacks of rags falling to the ground, motionless.
"The five old blood fiends are dead." The nearest saint was pale and almost turned around and ran.
Everyone looked up subconsciously, only to see a figure standing on the wall, and then it seemed to take a few steps back, and they couldn't see anything clearly.
The city walls were silent, no arrows, no scolding.
Zheng Tu frowned and shouted to the guards beside him, "Blow the horn!"
The dull sound of humming made the former army wake up like a dream, but no one dared to come forward. Fortunately, more than a dozen experts from the Holy Lotus Temple, who were originally sent by Luo Jiao to support the five elders of the blood evil, also arrived. They were vigilant and chose to crash. With a sudden force, the city gate collapsed.
He quickly removed the stones and wood that blocked the door, and guarded against the possibility of traps. When he stepped into the city, he saw that there was nothing in front of him, and there was no one on the city wall.