Elder Li pondered: "What if we can really blow up this mountain?"
An old man next to him laughed loudly when he heard the words, "Do you want to blow up a mountain like this?"
Another thoughtful, "Maybe this mountain is hollow, otherwise where is the passage?"
The former old man didn't think so, "Even if the mountain is empty, it can't be knocked down by a mere heavy artillery. It's very difficult to blow up a small hole in one place, let alone the current bombing of the mountain."
The man was not convinced, and said, "If it's really useless, why did Seventh Young Master spend so much effort and bring so many heavy cannons here? Just for fun?"
The old man was dumbfounded. It's not that he doesn't want to refute, it's just that Song Zining's reputation is getting better and better now, and no one dared to see his jokes. The advantage of reputation is that ordinary people will be ridiculed by the onlookers when they bombard the mountain heavily, but the seven young masters bombarded the mountain must have some deep meaning.
On the top of the holy mountain, the quiet courtyard still stood there without any change, as if the shells falling like rain and the explosion that shook the sky did not exist at all. Even the old tree in the courtyard swayed slightly as usual, as if the breeze was blowing away, not a single leaf fell.
Luo Bingfeng was sitting alone in the study room, holding an ancient book in his hand, and was concentrating on reading. On the desk in front of him, there is a cup of tea, the tea is crystal clear, and there is a touch of fresh green in it, like a new spring bud. The hot air rose gently, sending the vaguely scented tea fragrance to the whole study.
Outside the window was a doomsday-like scene, as shells fell one by one like fiery meteors, and then blasted up the sky full of dust. However, the flying gravel and smoke did not enter the small courtyard at all, and even disappeared after a considerable distance from the courtyard wall. And the deafening roar of the explosion didn't go one step further.
The entire holy mountain was shaking, but the small courtyard seemed to be an isolated island in the center of the storm, enjoying the tranquility isolated from the world.
With slender fingers, Luo Bingfeng caressed the pages of the book and turned to a new one. At this moment, he raised his eyebrows, and finally walked out of the realm of the ancient well.
Outside the courtyard, Du Yuan staggered and struggled to walk. The air waves from the explosion of the heavy artillery next to him knocked him to the ground from time to time. For this kind of powerhouse, the heavy artillery is completely a toy, even if it is directly hit by a shell, nothing will happen, let alone the aftermath of the explosion.
Du Yuan was in such a mess, it was obvious that his original force was exhausted, and the lamp was exhausted.
Luo Bingfeng didn't get up, but asked: "Why are you in such a mess?" His voice was clear and sweet, piercing through all the explosions, and reaching Du Yuan's ear.
Luo Bingfeng didn't worry too much. In his opinion, no matter how much Du Yuan's original force was consumed, his body cultivation foundation was still there, and it wasn't just a heavy cannon without original force that could be injured.
Du Yuan was not so calm, upon hearing Luo Bingfeng's voice, he immediately hissed: "City Lord, hurry up, go to Madam!"
With a bang, the ancient scroll in Luo Bingfeng's hand fell to the ground. He stood up suddenly and disappeared from the room in an instant.
On the desk, the cup of tea was shaken, and finally fell over, spilling hot tea all over the table.
Luo Bingfeng's figure flickered, and he passed through the seemingly small courtyard several times in a row, came to the side room, stretched out his hand to push the door, but it didn't open.
Luo Bingfeng was startled, and then realized that the door of the room was actually blocked by multiple invisible force arrays, the purpose was to prevent him from entering. An unknown feeling suddenly rose in his heart, he summoned the original force, stretched out his hand and pushed, the array of original force collapsed in response, and the door opened with a bang. He stepped in and was suddenly stunned.
Listening to Chaocheng, Song Zining stood on the front deck, looking at the holy mountain shrouded in gunpowder smoke and flames. I heard that the outer wall of Chaocheng City was also turned into a sea of flames, burning everywhere, with thick smoke billowing. The warships in the air continuously poured a torrent of hot steel to the top of the city, firmly suppressing the defenders. The mercenaries under the city were already close to the city wall. According to the regular tactics of the empire, they still had to press in slowly at this time, relying on the advantage of firepower to kill the opponent and destroy the fortifications, and wait for the strong on both sides to fight.
However, the mercenaries in the neutral land are used to idleness, and being able to maintain the formation tactics until this time is already the limit. Immediately, some mercenaries were shocked by the gunpowder and fire, unable to restrain themselves, they broke away from the brigade, rushed to the top of the city roaring, and fought fiercely with the defenders.
Someone took the lead, and more people couldn't bear it, and flocked to Tingchao City like a wave. The entire offensive formation was about to collapse in a blink of an eye. Song Zining shook his head with a wry smile, pointed at Ting Chaocheng, and said, "A full-scale attack!"
The scarlet battle flag was slowly raised on the flagship, and then bursts of passionate horns sounded from the ground, and the eyes of the heavily armed mercenaries were instantly red, and they charged bravely.
The firepower of the battleship that originally suppressed the city wall had to extend into the city to avoid hitting its own people.
At this point in the battle, I heard that Chaocheng's defense system had been shattered, and the defenders were divided into pieces, making it difficult to resist effectively. The vanguard mercenaries had already boarded the city wall and fought fiercely with the city defense army, while the mercenaries from the rear continued to arrive. More importantly, the equipment of the mercenaries has completely suppressed the city defense army, and the casualties are far less than that of the city defense army.
Seeing that the fighting continues like this, it is only a matter of time before the Chaocheng defenders collapse. Those residents in the city who could have been a resistance force did not dare to act rashly under the awe of the warships watching from the sky.
However, everyone knows that the current battle is just the beginning, even if the entire city of Tingchao is captured, the outcome of this battle cannot be decided.
When the battle was raging, everyone's hearts suddenly tightened inexplicably, as if the heart was held by an invisible big hand, and it missed a beat.
"snort!"
A slightly angry cold voice sounded in everyone's ears. On the holy mountain, in the endless void, if a pair of eyes slowly opened, looking at the ants below.
At this moment, the battlefield where the fierce killing was taking place was silent for a moment. Everyone involuntarily looked up at the sky, at those eyes that didn't exist at all.
"Kill!" Hearing that a city defense soldier in Chaocheng was the first to recover, roaring and piercing his opponent's abdomen with his saber. This opponent had already beheaded several people in a row, and was highly skilled in battle, but at this critical moment, he fell into confusion, and was stabbed in the end.
I heard that the soldiers in Chaocheng recover faster, and on the battlefield where swords meet, this line is life and death. In an instant, the mercenaries who rushed to the top of the wall suffered heavy casualties.
Song Zining was confused for a moment, and then he woke up in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the situation was not good, he flew up to the top of the ship and flipped the switch forcefully. A large amount of steam spewed down the pipe and passed through the port of the whistle, making a dull thunderous sound.
This was the signal for a strong attack. The sound of drums and horns in the rear camp increased instantly, and waves of shocking sound rushed forward like a flood, awakening the drowning mercenaries.
Song Zining issued several military orders in a row. Hearing that the battleships above Chaocheng raised their altitude one after another, the frontal battleships retreated slowly, while the three flagships pressed forward at the same time. Between advancing and retreating, listening to the sky above Chaocheng and in front of the city, a large area is vacant.
This is a battlefield for the strong to fight. After Song Zining issued a few military orders, everyone knew that Luo Bingfeng was about to come out.
Suddenly there was a blue light flashing on the battlefield, and only the most powerful men could barely see a figure appearing in the sky, raised their hands and pressed down on a battleship in front of them.
The battleship responded extremely quickly. It turned around and accelerated almost as soon as Song Zining's military order was issued, and even turned on the engine power to the maximum. But it still did not escape bad luck. A cross crack suddenly appeared on the stern of the ship, and the crack expanded in an instant, turning into a terrifying fracture. Immediately, flames, steam, and oil mist were sprayed from the crack, and the stern of the ship turned into a mass of burning flames in an instant. fireball.
The battleship lost control, spun and fell, and hit the city wall, followed by a violent explosion. Within tens of meters, there was no way out, whether it was the enemy or us.
At this time, the figure in the sky slowly became clear, and a man with a clear face appeared. He was dressed in simple and elegant clothes, his figure was dignified, and his eyes were burning with anger. He looked at Song Zining from a distance, and said coldly, "You dare to be rampant!"
These six words were spoken sonorously and forcefully, like gold and stone. Every time a character was uttered, Song Zining's face would turn pale, and when he got to the last word, Song Zining stepped back three steps in a row, the folding fan in his hand creaked, and it was bent immediately, destroying it again.
Song Zining's face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking a little sluggish.
On the side of the empire, all the powerhouses were shocked. Although Song Zining was young and known for his strategy, everyone in the real position knew that this Seventh Young Master's talent in cultivation was not bad at all. From his debut in the early years until now, several years have passed, he has been closely following behind Zhao Si and Qian Ye, and has never been left behind. Among other things, this alone is enough to look down on those so-called geniuses of the same generation in the empire.
If you really want to fight Song Zining, there are not many who dare to say that they can win against him.
Such an all-round talent, but was forced to break out from the Song Clan, so that the Song Clan became a big laughing stock of the empire. What kind of genius is he who can make someone laugh at him with his own power
However, as soon as Luo Bingfeng appeared on the stage, Song Zining was severely injured by just reprimanding him from the air before making a real move. Although there are many strong men in the empire, they all know that they have no such ability at all.
Seeing that Luo Bingfeng slowly raised his left hand and was planning some big move, two doughy white figures suddenly appeared in front of him, and they said in unison: "I also ask City Lord Luo to enlighten me."
These two were Yuntian Yunhai. Seeing that Song Zining was injured, they immediately stood up and took over the battle, which also kicked off the prelude to a real battle.
Luo Bingfeng didn't even look at them, his left hand was still raised slowly, as if carrying a heavy weight, and his right hand pointed twice towards the sea of clouds in the sky.
Yun Hai's face changed drastically, his smile disappeared instantly, and his whole body bulged into a ball without wind, and then exploded into countless pieces. The lights and shadows around them changed, and more than a dozen lines of force protection were cast in an instant.
However, their force protection almost shattered as soon as it was laid, and it was completely blown up in an instant with a crackling sound. The two brothers are like eggs with their shells peeled off, without the slightest protection.
At the critical moment, the two brothers yelled at the same time, and stood back to back in an instant, clinging to each other as if they were one. They moved their hands together, pinching out countless seals and handprints. When the two stood at the same place, both the speed of deploying the force shield and the recovery ability of the force unexpectedly doubled, finally preventing Luo Bingfeng's attack.
Luo Bingfeng raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. He finally took a straight look at the two brothers, and put the fingers of his right hand together like a sword, ready to solve the two unexpected troubles in one fell swoop.