Monarch of Evernight: Prelude to 154

bsp;Elder Li pondered: "What if we can really blow up this mountain?"

An old man nearby laughed loudly when he heard this, "Do you want to blow up a mountain?"

Another person thought thoughtfully, "Maybe this mountain is hollow, otherwise where is the passage?"

The previous old man disagreed, "Even if the mountain is empty, it cannot be knocked down by heavy artillery. It is difficult to concentrate on one place and blow a small hole, let alone the mountain that is full of explosions like this."

The man was not convinced and said: "If it is really useless, why did Qi Shao spend so much effort and bring so many heavy artillery? Just for fun?"

The old man was speechless. It's not that he doesn't want to refute, it's just that Song Zining's reputation is getting more and more famous, and no one dares to laugh at him. The good thing about reputation is that ordinary people will be laughed at by the onlookers when they bombard the mountain, but the Seven Young Masters' bombardment of the mountain must have a deep meaning.

On the top of the holy mountain, the quiet courtyard still stood there without any change, as if the rain of shells and the sky-shattering explosions did not exist at all. Even the old tree in the courtyard swayed slightly as always, as if the breeze was blowing, and not a single leaf fell.

Luo Bingfeng sat alone in the study, holding an ancient book in his hand and reading attentively. On the desk in front of him, there was a cup of tea. The tea was crystal clear, with a touch of fresh green inside, like new buds in spring. The hot air rises in waves, sending the faint scent of tea to the entire study.

There was a doomsday scene outside the window, with cannonballs falling one by one like fiery meteors, and then exploding into dust all over the sky. However, the flying rubble and smoke did not enter the small courtyard at all, and even disappeared at a considerable distance from the courtyard wall. And the deafening roar of the explosion did not go beyond the thunder.

The entire holy mountain is shaking, but the small courtyard seems to be an isolated island in the center of the storm, enjoying the tranquility isolated from the world.

Luo Bingfeng's fingers were long and slender, and he caressed the pages of the book, turning the page to a new one. At this moment, his eyebrows raised, and he finally came out of the realm of Gujing Bubo.

Outside the hospital, Du Yuan staggered and struggled to walk. The air waves from the explosions of heavy artillery nearby knocked him to the ground from time to time. For such strong men, heavy artillery is nothing more than a toy. Even if it is directly hit by a cannonball, nothing will happen, let alone the aftermath of the explosion.

Du Yuan was in such a mess, it was obvious that he had run out of the Force and was running out of gas.

Luo Bingfeng did not get up, but asked: "Why are you so embarrassed?" His voice was clear and sweet, penetrating all the explosions and roars, and reaching Du Yuan's ears.

Luo Bingfeng is not worried. In his opinion, no matter how much Du Yuan consumes the Force, his physical training is still there, and he cannot be injured by a heavy artillery without the addition of Force.

Du Yuan was not so calm. As soon as he heard Luo Bingfeng's voice, he immediately shouted: "City Lord, hurry up, go to the madam!"

With a bang, the ancient scroll in Luo Bingfeng's hand fell to the ground. He stood up and disappeared from the room in an instant.

On the desk, the cup of tea swayed, and finally tipped over, spilling the hot tea all over the table.

Luo Bingfeng's figure flashed, and he walked through the seemingly small courtyard several times in a row, and came to the side room. He stretched out his hand to push the door, but it didn't open.

Luo Bingfeng was startled, and then realized that the door was actually blocked by multiple invisible force arrays, with the purpose of preventing him from entering. An ominous feeling suddenly arose in his heart, he activated the Force, stretched out his hand and pushed, the array of Force collapsed in response, and the door opened with a sound. He stepped in and suddenly froze.

Outside Tingchao City, Song Zining stood on the front deck, looking at the holy mountain shrouded in smoke and fire. The outer wall of Tingchao City also turned into a sea of ​​fire, burning everywhere and thick smoke billowing. The battleships in the sky continued to pour a torrent of hot steel onto 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, rely on their superior firepower to kill the opponent and destroy the fortifications, and wait for the strong men from both sides to engage.

However, the mercenaries in the neutral land are used to being idle, and the ability to maintain formation tactics until this point is already the limit. At that moment, some mercenaries were aroused by the smoke and fire. Unable to restrain themselves, they broke away from the group, roared and rushed to the top of the city, fighting fiercely with the defenders.

Someone took the lead, and more people couldn't bear it, and poured into Tingchao City like a wave. The entire offensive formation was on the verge of collapse in the blink of an eye. Song Zining smiled bitterly and shook his head, pointed towards Tingchaocheng and said: "A full attack!"

The scarlet battle flag slowly rose on the flagship, and then bursts of passionate trumpets sounded from the ground positions. The fully armed mercenaries' eyes turned red instantly and they rushed to fight bravely.

The firepower of the warships that originally suppressed the city wall had to be extended into the city to avoid hitting their own people.

At this point in the battle, Tingchao City's defense system had been shattered into pieces, and the defenders had been divided into separate parts, making it difficult to resist effectively. The leading mercenaries have already climbed onto the city wall and are fighting fiercely with the city defenders. The mercenaries from the rear are still arriving in a steady stream. More importantly, the mercenary equipment has now completely suppressed the city defense army, and the casualties are far less than those of the city defense army.

Seeing that the fight continues like this, it is only a matter of time before the Chaocheng garrison collapses. The residents in the city who could have become a resistance force were frightened by the warships glaring from the sky and did not dare to act rashly.

However, everyone knows that the battle is just the beginning. Even if the entire Tingchao City is occupied, the outcome of this battle cannot be determined.

When the war was raging, everyone's hearts suddenly tightened inexplicably, as if their hearts were held by invisible hands and skipped a beat.

"Humph!"

A slightly angry and cold voice sounded in everyone's ears. On the holy mountain, in the endless void, a pair of eyes slowly opened and looked at the ants below.

The battlefield where the killings were taking place was silent for a moment, and everyone involuntarily looked to the sky, to those eyes that did not exist.

"Kill!" A city defender from Tingchao City was the first to recover, roaring and piercing the opponent's abdomen with his sword. This opponent had already killed several people in a row and had strong combat skills, but he fell into confusion at this critical moment and was stabbed in the stomach.

The soldiers in Tingchao City recover faster than others. On the battlefield where they meet hand-to-hand, this line is the difference between life and death. In an instant, the mercenaries who rushed to the city 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 jumped onto the top of the ship and flipped the switch hard. A large amount of steam spurted out along the pipe, passed through the whistle port, and made a dull and thunderous sound.

This was the signal for a strong attack. The sound of drums and horns in the rear camp instantly increased, and waves of shocking sound surged forward like a flood, waking up the mercenaries who had been addicted.

Song Zining issued several more military orders and heard the warships above Chaocheng raising their altitude one after another. The warships in front slowly retreated, while the three flagships pressed forward at the same time. Between the advance and retreat, a large area became vacant above Tingchao City and in front of the city.

This is a battlefield for strong men to fight. With a few military orders from Song Zining, everyone knew that Luo Bingfeng was coming out.

A blue light suddenly flashed on the battlefield. Only the strongest men could barely see a figure appearing in the sky. They raised their hands and pressed down on a warship in front of them.

The battleship responded extremely quickly. Almost as soon as Song Zining issued the military order, it turned around and accelerated, and directly turned the engine power to the maximum. But it still did not escape its fate. Cross cracks suddenly appeared in the stern of the ship. The cracks expanded in an instant and turned into a terrifying fracture. Immediately, flames, steam and oil mist spurted out from the cracks. In the blink of an eye, the stern of the ship turned into a burning ball. Fireball.

The battleship lost control, spun around and fell, plunging into the city wall. It was followed by a violent explosion. Within tens of meters, no matter whether we were enemy or friend, there was no way to survive.

At this time, the figures in the sky slowly became clear, and a man with a clear face appeared. He was dressed in elegant clothes and had a majestic posture. His eyes were faintly burning with anger. He looked at Song Zining from a distance and said coldly: "Young people dare to be so arrogant. ! ”

These six words are spoken with sonorous force and sound like gold and stone. With every word he spoke, Song Zining's face became paler. When he got to the last word, Song Zining even took three steps back. The folding fan in his hand squeaked and was immediately bent and damaged again.

Song Zining's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood, looking a little sluggish.

On the empire side, all the powerful men were shocked. Although Song Zining is young and known for his strategy, everyone who is truly in power knows that this seventh young master is not bad at all in terms of talent in cultivation. From his early debut until now, several years have passed, he has been closely following Zhao Si and Qianye, and has never been left behind. Not to mention anything else, this point alone is enough to look down upon the so-called geniuses of his peers in the empire.

If he really had to fight against Song Zining, among the divine generals, not many would dare to say that he could definitely defeat him.

Such a versatile person was forced to leave the Song Dynasty, which made the Song Dynasty a laughing stock in the empire. What kind of genius is it to be able to make someone laugh at you with your own strength?

However, as soon as Luo Bingfeng appeared on the stage, before he really made any move, he just scolded him from a distance, causing Song Zining to be seriously injured. Although there are many powerful people in the empire, they all know that they have no such ability.

Seeing Luo Bingfeng slowly raise his left hand, not knowing what big move he was planning, two doughy white figures suddenly appeared in front of him, saying in unison: "Please give me some advice from City Lord Luo."

These two people were Yuntian Yunhai. When they saw Song Zining being injured, they immediately stepped forward and took over, which also kicked off the real battle.

Luo Bingfeng did not even look at them. He still raised his left hand slowly, as if carrying a huge weight, while his right hand pointed twice at the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

Yun Zhong Yun Hai's face changed drastically, his smile disappeared instantly, and his whole body robes automatically bulged into a ball without any wind, and then exploded into countless pieces. The light and shadow around them changed, and more than ten force protections were instantly deployed.

However, their Force protection almost exploded every time it was laid down. With a crackling sound, it exploded cleanly in an instant. The two brothers were like peeled eggs, with no protection at all.

At the moment of crisis, the two brothers shouted loudly at the same time, and instantly stood back to back, sticking close together, as if they were one body. They moved their hands together and made countless hand seals. When the two stood together, both the speed of deploying the force shield and the force recovery ability were doubled, and they were able to prevent Luo Bingfeng's attack.

Luo Bingfeng raised his eyebrows and felt slightly surprised. He finally took a serious look at the two brothers, and held the **** of his right hand together like a sword, ready to solve these two unexpected troubles in one fell swoop.