Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Chapter 207 Zi Nu, Yan Ling Ji, 1 person town 1 gate! (1010)

Ten thousand arrows fell from the sky and flew into the sky, pouring down like rain.

Three thousand black armors raised their shields, and each iron shield was three feet long, one and a half feet wide, and two inches thick, forming a black turtle shell in an instant.

clang clang...

The arrow fell across the sky, the arrow hit the black armor, sparks flew all over the sky, and the tinkling sound was endless.

The Korean crossbow can shoot a target a hundred steps away, and it is even more powerful within a hundred steps, not to mention that [-] arrows fall, which is equivalent to [-] violent impacts.

Some of the arrows were blocked by the solid black shield, and some arrows penetrated the gaps in the iron shield, wounding or killing the black armored infantry.There were also a few arrows that shot directly through the shield and then hit the black armored soldiers.

The first wave of attacks fell, and the black-armored force approached the gate and the city wall, leaving hundreds of corpses along the way.

Han Fei's eyes were serious, and the black-armored team was indeed elite.

Ji Wuye ordered: "Spear, throw!"

Two thousand hundreds of soldiers and two thousand hundreds of people waved their arms, and two thousand spears flew over the city tower, killing all the soldiers defending the city.

"Master Si Kou, be careful." Zhang's doorman, who had just entered the ninth-rank strength, swung his long sword and sent spears and spears flying to protect Han Fei's safety.

On both sides of Han Fei, armored soldiers were pierced by spears one by one, and hundreds of them were lost at once.

In terms of the quality of individual soldiers and the overall quality, how can these soldiers compare to the black armor.

Ji Wuye continued to order: "Abandon the shield and break through the door with all your strength."

Two thousand and hundreds of black-armored troops threw away their iron shields, and threw their spears flying. They carried huge wooden pillars on their shoulders and rushed straight to the gate. There were three huge wooden pillars, one for dozens of people, each of whom was a first-rank armored soldier.

boom!

When the giant log hit, the two wooden doors creaked and creaked, and hundreds of people behind the doors tried their best to resist.

Ji Wuye slapped the horse's back with both hands, and each of them flew three zhang with each sword. Gathering the long sword with both hands, gathering the momentum of the sword, the aura bloomed freely, and angrily shouted: "Han Fei, return my son's life."

Ji Wuye gathered his momentum and fell from the sky, his momentum was almost full.

Han Fei waved and said, "Shoot!"

Suddenly, there were a hundred crossbowmen hidden on the tower. Han Fei seemed to expect that Ji Wuye would kill him first, so he prepared a big gift in advance.

Thousands of arrows shot at Ji Wuye one after another within a distance of ten feet.

Facing the sky full of arrows, Ji Wuye's expression also changed. The saber slashed suddenly, smashing dozens of arrows, and then swung his hands wildly with the saber aura.

"Clang clang clang..."

Arrows and arrows filled the sky, saber energy raged, and the sound of clanking continued, and sparks were like lights.

Ji Wuye descended from the sky, and no less than ten arrows were inserted into the black black armor.

Seeing this, Zhangjiamen Ke elder smiled and said: "Great, it worked."

Han Fei shook his head and said, "I'm not so optimistic. Ji Wuye is a master of external skills who mainly practice horizontally and supplemented by internal skills."

Sure enough, Ji Wuye raised his eyes and waved the eight-foot gang knife with his right hand. A powerful wave of air exploded from his body, and arrows flew out backwards.

These arrows that penetrated the solid black armor failed to penetrate Ji Wuye's flesh and blood.

"Han Fei, even an arrow can break the old man's hard work. Today, you and Han Wang'an are sure to die, and no one can save you."

Ji Wuye yelled loudly, and charged out with a long knife in his hand. With both hands clenched and slashed, a huge saber aura bloomed, and hit the wooden door of the palace with a bang.

There was a bang explosion, the wooden door was torn apart, sawdust flying, and the soldiers who resisted the door died one after another under the aura of the sword.

Thousands of armored soldiers blocked the way, blocking in front of Ji Wuye.

Ji Wuye sneered and said, "Just rely on you?"

With a wave of the eight-foot gang knife, he said loudly: "Where is the black-armored army?"

Shua, Shua, Shua... Two thousand and hundreds of black knives were unsheathed in unison, giving people an indescribable visual beauty, neat, neat, pitch-black, and cold.

Ji Wuye said coldly: "Crush them."

"Kill!" The black-armored force rushed out, swiping the black knives together.

The south gate has been broken, and the black-armored army is too strong to be stopped at all.

The Zhang family's ninth-rank disciples immediately escorted Han Fei away and retreated quickly.

East Gate direction

Two thousand armored guards, two thousand elites, in terms of combat effectiveness, they are second only to the black armored force, and the leader is a peak eighth rank.

The Canglang King led the guards. As an assassin, he was qualified, but as a general, he was obviously a little bit worse.

The palace gate was also broken.

However, the Canglang King personally took action and led his dark night assassin group to attack, guarding the corridor of the palace gate, killing as many people as possible, and even guarding the east gate for a while.

North Gate direction, West Gate direction

The two gates were attacked by [-] forbidden troops each, and Han Jiang and Zhang Liang each led their troops to guard them.

The two guards suffered nearly half of the casualties and successfully broke through the gate.

The leader of the North Road Guards took the lead, the peak of the eighth rank, smashed the palace gate with a single knife, swooped down and shouted: "Kill, enter the palace and serve the king."

Swish!

A cold light came first, and then a slender soft sword strangled in a spiral form, shuttled through the torn wooden door, passed through the flying sawdust, and flew across the sky, hitting the commander instantly.

With a chirping sound, the tip of the sword pierced through the heart, and the picture freezes.

Dressed in purple, with a graceful figure, he retracted his long sword with a press of his right hand, and the leader of the eighth-rank peak fell to the ground and died.

Whoosh whoosh!

The long sword stabbed out in a spiral style, swept out and strangled out, pierced and killed ten soldiers with one sword, and blood spattered.

The breeze is blowing, the purple hair is swaying, the purple eyes are cold, the face is beautiful, and the tone is warm and cold: "This door does not work."

almost the same moment

In the direction of the west gate, when the palace gate was shattered, a fire dragon swept across the corridor of the palace gate, and more than a dozen imperial guards were blown upside down by the impact.

Dressed in scarlet red clothes, with a graceful and well-proportioned figure, slender white jade legs, lightly touching his delicate chin with jade fingers, he said in a cold tone: "This door doesn't work."

The two top nine-rank masters occupy a favorable terrain, and they can kill at most the top 30 people in the corridor of the palace gate each time. These people are not their opponents at all.

For a while, Zi Nu and Yan Ling Ji, two stunning beauties each guarded a palace gate, and the two thousand forbidden troops in front of them were helpless.

On the west gate tower, Zhang Liang wiped off his cold sweat and said, "Fortunately, we arrived in time."

"Brother Li's plan is so exciting every time."

Zhang Liang looked towards the south gate and said, "At this moment, Ji Wuye should have broken through the south gate."

"Brother Wei Zhuang should have already entered the city at this moment, leading the army into the palace to serve the king."

After Zhang Liang muttered to himself, he said loudly: "The generals obey the order and return to help the palace."

All the soldiers were ordered to retreat, and this place was handed over to Yan Lingji alone.

The sea of ​​flames in the long corridor was burning, and the flames erupted from time to time. The two thousand forbidden soldiers could not avoid it, and did not dare to go forward.

On the other side, Han Jiang also led the troops to retreat, and Zi Nu's ninth-rank peak cultivation base guarded the corridor of the palace gate, and the red-chained soft sword shot out, one by one the forbidden soldiers fell.

At this moment, in Xinzheng city

Xinzheng City is in chaos, civil and military officials are in chaos, and the people of the capital are in panic.

Wei Zhuang came with his army, passed through the gate of the outer city, and entered Xinzheng City. As for the soldiers from the outer city, they didn't know what happened in the inner city and the palace.

Thirty thousand soldiers and horses entered the city in an orderly manner and entered the Wangdu school grounds.

After everyone entered the city, they gradually realized that something was wrong. People in the entire capital were impetuous and panicked, and an extremely depressive aura enveloped the entire capital.

A person ran in panic: "The garrison is back, the garrison is back."

"Master Sili, it is Lord Sili."

One by one the common people knelt down and said, "I also ask Lord Sili to send troops to attack the king, General Ji has rebelled."

"What?" Wei Zhuang looked "shocked."

"What?" The three captains and dozens of generals looked shocked.

Wei Zhuang's eyes turned cold, and he said loudly: "Everyone, the time has come to make contributions. Ji Wuye raised an army to plot rebellion, and follow me into the palace to serve as king."

"We have a total of [-] soldiers and horses. It is easy to break through the forbidden army. This battle must be won. After the victory, you will be promoted to three ranks, and you will be rewarded and rewarded by the king."

Since ancient times, there has been no greater merit than the Savior.

Thirty thousand soldiers boiled, their blood welling up.

The three captains and dozens of generals looked at each other, and various calculations flashed through their minds.

Ji Wuye must die, because if Ji Wuye does not die, they will die. They did not do their job effectively and let Ji Yihu die tragically. With Ji Wuye's character, they will die ten times and live, and their family will not be released by the General's Mansion either. Pass.

Yes, Ji Wuye treated them very well when he promoted them in the past, and gave them the positions of commander-in-chief and commander-in-chief, but now, some kindness is not worth mentioning in front of the interests of life and death.

The three ten thousand elders shouted loudly: "Enter the palace to serve the king."

Dozens of hundreds of generals yelled loudly: "Enter the palace and serve the king."

The centurion, corps chief, and low-level soldiers, 3 people shouted together: "Enter the palace and serve the king."

The shouts shook the sky, bringing the power of stabilizing people's hearts to the capital.

Wei Zhuang slowly pulled out the shark's teeth, waved his long sword, the sword gang buzzed, and said loudly: "Jinggongqinwang."

"drive!"