Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 336|The bandit distinguishes the obscure
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The people in Nanping County's Mansion City tremblingly hid in the house, some even got under the bed, covering their heads with quilts.
However, the shouting and killing outside the city is still so clear, people can't help but wonder, how many people are there in the adversary?
Didn't the government officials say it's tens of thousands?
He also said that the officers and soldiers in their palace city combined with the people are ten times more than those bandits, and the city will never fall.
"...This is just opening your eyes and talking nonsense! How could there be only tens of thousands of people, this movement, hundreds of thousands of people are less."
The people in the city are panicked and inexplicable. The **** people have taken the hatchets and kitchen knives at home and are sharpening them. More people will only be anxious to recite the Tathagata Buddha.
More than ten years ago, the three kings of the Chu Dynasty fought, and the war did not reach the city, so the Chu Dynasty was prosperous for thirty-nine years. Now the people in the city do not know the disaster of war and war, and they heard such a fierce fighting outside the city. Shouting, he was shocked and pale.
The houses close to the city wall have been demolished, and those who can stay at home today feel that their house is far away from the city wall.
The palace city is so big, you can still hear such terrible movements.
How many people are attacking the city?
Most people are illiterate, and the number of skills is not so good. It's just that when you listen to a book in a tea house on weekdays, the storyteller makes an army of 800,000. If it is less, everyone is still unhappy, and feels that there is not much battle.
Dele, now the bad results are coming, and everyone feels that there are at least a million troops outside the city.
"Impossible, there are so many people, Master Guan is not the first to run?"
Now that King Jing is still in the city, the Yamen desperately grabbed the servant to dig a ditch and build a wall. Obviously, he wanted to defend the city.
No one in the city dared to go out. Except at home, they didn't know where to hide. Even if they became more panicked, they could only cry with their family members and speculate wildly.
Although everyone was panicked, they all felt that they could hold on for a few days. When they heard the call to kill, they frightened or chanted or trembled and waited for the end. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker outside, there was no scream for fighting. Signs of stopping.
That's all, the voices of those rebellious bandits calling the Ziweixingjun that the destiny comes to the world are like a ghost curse, and they pierced into their ears over and over again.
Is it true that he is a heavenly soldier?
The rebellious army hit the palace city, and King Jing was besieged, which meant that the entire Jingzhou was over.
How long is this? It is not a heavenly soldier or a general, how can it be done without evil law.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the city walls shook.
This is the movement of a stone dump truck. It has become a sky thunder in the ears of the people, and some people's minds have completely collapsed.
Every family cried with a headache, they couldn't even complain, and only despair was left in their eyes.
I don't know how long it has been. With a louder roar than before, it seems more like something collapsed this time.
"The city gate is broken!"
"The thieves are here!"
At first, only a few streets could be heard, and then the whole city became chaotic.
Seemingly unbreakable, many wooden boards were sealed, and the city gate that was still blocked by stones was split open with a single axe.
At this time, the defenders on the city wall were no longer there, and more people turned and fled than those who died under the sword of the Holy Lotus Altar.
A big pit was dug five feet away from the city gate, and the adversary who rushed in first did not check it, and went straight into it.
In the pit, a sharp knife with iron spikes was erected, and the screams continued to the sky for a while, like the howling of ghosts from the infinite hell.
However, the people behind had to rush forward, and the people in front couldn't retreat when they saw the tragedy, and they were forced into the pit abruptly.
In an instant this pit was filled with human lives, and the red-eyed adversary behind didn’t know anything. They stepped on gravel and corpses and wielded weapons into the city. They had never seen such a huge and prosperous city. .
Xuanchuan Pass is tall and strong, but it is a fortress with no private houses and shops inside. Yizhou has become poor since the Chen dynasty. Although it has recovered a little by the Chu dynasty, it is impossible to compare with Jingzhou, a city with a history of thousands of years in the hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River.
"Hahaha."
The sound of strange laughter was accompanied by the chaotic sound of chasing and slashing the defenders, and the fire glowed with scarlet.
Missed limbs and blood fell on the wall.
Many soldiers garrisoned at the second line of defense of the city gates were brave enough to fight, but they touched the fragments of the limbs that fell on their heads, soaked in the intermittent rain of blood, and suddenly became chaotic. They were not used to How can the veteran on the battlefield be able to withstand such an impact?
With fewer and fewer companions around him, and goodbye to the appearance of a mad tiger, even if there are clear-headed generals shouting vigorously, the appearance of defeat is gradually spreading.
General Han Fu, who was supposed to dispatch the defenders, was being fleeing down the city wall by his personal servants. He was still bleeding from a wound on his back, holding a bow in his hand, and roaring fiercely.
He had the opportunity to take Jingzhou elite soldiers one by one to shoot down the demons who climbed the walls like ghosts and charms, because the first ones to be chopped down were ordinary soldiers. The walls of the palace city were wide and thick, and there was enough space to move and display them. As a result, those useless servants ran as if they hated their parents and gave birth to two legs. They ran and screamed and shook the military's mind, so that the soldiers at the head of the city refused to fight hard to kill the enemy.
Han Fu beheaded an escaped **** in extreme anger. Instead of deterring everyone, he exposed his position.
The holy lotus altar cultists flocked to them, all wanting to kill Han Fu to take credit for the first level.
After a panic fight, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the Jingzhou elite soldiers' quiver was also empty.
At this time, the city gate was broken, and the arrows and the support of the troops could not keep up. The elite soldiers under Han Fu could only be forced to withdraw from the city wall.
When I saw the second line of defense behind the city gate was faltering, the flames blazed into the sky, and the heavenly enlightenment king's army crushed the obstacles. When he rushed into the scene of the inner city, Han Fu felt suffocated in his chest and vomited blood. I was so angry that I was dizzy.
All imbalances started with the defenders throwing too many stones and logs in a panic and unrestrained manner.
Han Fu misjudged the offensive posture of the rebel army, thinking that the offensive would end after sunset, and underestimated the ability of the rebel army. He felt very happy to see the heavy casualties of the rebel army, hoping that these bandits would die more. , Like stepping on ants.
It was just such a hesitation, a misjudgment, and then everything lost control.
Han Fu became angry from embarrassment.
Like many people who have made big mistakes, Han Fu changed his mind and felt that his mistakes didn't matter, and the real sins should be counted on others.
"Cowardly soldiers, useless!"
Han Fu was drowsy and awakened after being pinched several times by the soldiers, he immediately scolded Jingzhou Army for incompetence.
"General?"
"Go!" Han Fu picked up a spear, swayed and stood firm, and then sternly said, "The three armies refuse to use their lives, how can the city be defended? Now they can only fight out and go to Ningwu for Jing King revenge!"
This sentence barely saved some face for the remaining generals of the Jingzhou army.
Furthermore, no one wants to die. Putting it aside, rushing to save King Jing with the adversary rush, just show loyalty.
The powerful officials of Jingzhou in the inner city are already stupid.
They didn't expect that the city would be broken on the first day when the rebels arrived in Nanping County's Fucheng, or even before the first night had passed.
——Is this city wall paper?
Boundless absurdity and consternation filled my mind. Several elderly veterans even suffered a stroke because they got up too quickly.
Get up in your clothes, and I don't know how many people go out in a hurry.
After all, they are far away from the thieves, and even from death. They are only an inner city wall.
The generals guarding the inner city led more elite soldiers, waiting in full battle, and finally defended the first round of the rebellion, and gave the officials and powerful people a chance to breathe, so that they would not be split before their clothes were neatly dressed. On the bed in the dead house.
But perhaps it’s better to have no respite.
Half an hour later, King Jing barely climbed to the tower under the protection of many shields with a pale face.
Just looking outside, he fainted straight out.
——The rebel army holds a torch and gathers into a torrent, and the twisted faces under the firelight look like evil spirits.
They stopped outside the range of an arrow, silent, staring at the city wall with their red eyes.
The city is full of screams and wailing, no one can be seen, only a purgatory scene.
***
Meng Qi stepped on the corpse and entered the city gate.
The fire light reflected on his cheeks red, but his eyes and expression were cold and cold.
In the sight of all the horrors, only a few rebel soldiers wandered within ten feet of the city gate, complaining about the task of being left to strip the armor of the dead.
"...the good stuff has been robbed."
"If you are not afraid of death, you will go."
Someone woke up from the excitement, looked at the companion who had fallen in the pit, and suddenly closed his mouth.
Food, gold and silver women are very good, first of all they have to live.
"The saint said that when we captured Nanping County's city, we won the destiny. Xingjun has survived this catastrophe, and the good days I am waiting for will come! And the guardian is also reasonable, this outer city How many valuable things are there in the common people's home, and what kind of beauties are there? Just leave it there, the inner city is the treasure house, all of them are delicate ladies and little ladies, with delicate feet and tender hands, and the skin is as slippery as—"
Unfinished bragging, I suddenly felt a cold in my throat.
The man stretched out his hand inexplicably, and immediately followed when he discovered that the person opposite him did the same thing.
The strange wind made my face and neck hurt.
Immediately he saw a person walking past the pile of corpses without touching the dust, like a ghost.
"Who are you..."
The throat vibrated, and when the fourth word was spoken, the pain suddenly came.
Blood spurted violently from between the fingers, and this group of rebellious soldiers were so frightened to speak, they fell to their knees within three steps.
Meng Qi has no expression on his face, and shakes his sword. The body of the sword is not stained with blood.
He walked faster and faster, and soon he came to the shop where the people were screaming and struggling.
Very few people saw his appearance, but wherever he went, the rebels who were slaughtering and plundering fell one after another, and their necks were bloody.
Mo Li tried to catch up with Meng Qi several times, but he found that Meng Qi hadn't lost control and could only follow closely behind.
Mo Li knew that Meng Qi had killed many people, but then Meng Qi avoided seeing blood to control himself, but made an exception tonight.
——The anger freezes into ice, not disappearing, but it needs bloodbath.
"Demon!"
Such movement quickly attracted the attention of the Sacred Lotus Altar. The masters of the rivers and lakes who were enthralled didn't believe in gods and demons. They knew that it must be the counterattack of Jiangnan martial arts people. They all went to Meng Qi's side to find them.
The rebellious sergeant who believed in ghosts and gods left their treasure and retreated in a hurry.
The silhouettes of people in the dark night are swaying by the fire and light.
There are ghosts in my heart, see where there are ghosts.
"The monster is chasing!"
Moli frowned and looked at the two sacred lotus altar priests who screamed and ran out of the street. They threw down their torches and didn’t even need knives. They just wanted to go back to a brighter place and back to the leader. Around the saint.
The torch rolled twice, and it seemed to ignite the house.
The black carp flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a strange wind blew out the torch strangely.
The people who survived by chance, hurriedly fled in the opposite direction from the army.
"Hey, where is the rat generation trouble, give Grandpa your name..."
The first encounter with Meng Qi was a few notorious villains in the rivers and lakes. They used to kill people for pleasure and slaughtered the entire village. However, the martial arts were good, and they were practiced by brothers. The tacit understanding of the sword technique is extremely difficult to deal with. If it weren't for the severe drought in Yongzhou, they would never have taken refuge in the Holy Lotus Altar.
The four brothers seemed arrogant, and they stopped at the intersection carelessly. In fact, they were ready to encircle, and they were ready to take this name as the demon as an assassin (taking Meng Qi as the lord of the previous day. ) Taken on the spot.
Meng Qi didn't see them, if he didn't hear them, he walked step by step.
Slightly raised his right hand to see the sword's edge.
The four evil men shouted together, violently eager to fight, but the man in the east suddenly let out a muffled cry, and the whole person flew out.
"There are people in the dark!"
"Hurry up!"
The remaining three people saw that the situation was wrong and wanted to retreat, but the people who started the so-called formation in front of Meng Qi could leave if they wanted to.
Meng Qi made a random call, engulfing him vigorously.
Without the need for sound transmission, Moli easily folded the right arm of the three "sent to the door".
Continue to struggle, and then interrupt one more left arm and both legs.
"Fate...Ah!"
"Look at the knife...it's not right!"
The sacred lotus altar masters who kept appearing one after another, but lost inexplicably, made the call of the demon even more clamor.
Meng Qi is in the light, and the ink carp is in the dark.
They walked one after another in this occupied city, feeling each other's breath.
Even in such a place, the horrible howls of people who are holding weapons continuously falling down again cannot interrupt this connection.
Meng Qi can hear Moli's heartbeat, as if listening to the doctor's heart; Moli can hear Meng Qi's gentle breathing, as if Meng Qi is sticking to his ear.
The sword's edge is deadly, and the sword style has no trace.
Meng Qi's men have no livelihoods, and the people who hit the ink carp can survive.
The hundreds and thousands of people scattered in the city cannot be killed, but the night and fear can do it.
The light suddenly lost where Meng Qi passed.
Losing the torch, many rebel soldiers couldn’t see things clearly, and were afraid of demons. They gave up plundering and ran to the main army that was attacking the inner city. So the screams of fighting gradually became smaller, and they could be clearly seen from high places. A fan-shaped shadow extending from the city gate slowly expanded.
"Huh?"
Master Luo looked terrified and turned his head abruptly.