Chapter 152: Fengzhou City

  The entire city was filled with the smell of blood, even the clear wind blowing from the valley carried a hint of it.

  On the city wall, Han Xue stood with a calm face, gazing out at the enemy's camp outside the city. He fell into deep thought, and a figure approached him from behind.

  "En." Liu Hao nodded and said: "Xing Ge, don't you want to give up yet?"

  "It's been fifteen days, do you think he can really get reinforcements to come?" Liu Hao asked back.

  Liu Hao heard these four words and was also stunned for a moment, with a nostalgic expression on his face, as if reminiscing about something.

  A soldier at the head of a "column of route" stands at ease with his right hand across his chest.

  "Reporting to the commander, there are currently 13,572 soldiers who can still fight. There are 7,350 reserve soldiers."

  Xing Zixue's face changed, and he said seriously: "Pass on my order, replace the regular army to defend the city, let those reserve troops rest, and have the wounded soldiers treated quickly."

  "Brother Yang, when are you planning to let those people retreat?"

  Liu Hao raised an eyebrow and said, "Have you made up your mind?"

  "What's wrong?"

  Liu Haowang gazed at Xing Zi's sincere face, hesitated for a moment, and turned to leave with the long sword in his arms. Leaving behind one sentence.

  He stood alone, gazing at the receding back of Liu Hao. He clenched his fists tightly and looked out beyond the city walls, silently vowing to himself: "Bring it on! I will absolutely not give up the chance to avenge my brothers."

  "Rustle rustle!" A team of soldiers quickly rushed up onto the city wall, and all the soldiers in Fengzhou City sprang into action.

  "Kill! The first one who climbs up the city wall and kills the enemy will be rewarded with a thousand pieces of gold."

  "Bow and arrow squad, prepare." Xing Zixue raised his hand.

  Let go of self-study and put your hands down: "let go"

  "Fire!!!"

  After the three waves of arrow rain, the enemy had already approached the city gate. The siege ladder was leaning against the city wall. The attacking soldiers were scrambling up the long ladder.

  Know, ?, ten thousand

  "Rumbling!!!" Large boulders came crashing down from the city walls, and cauldrons of scalding hot oil were poured down from above.

  "Ahh!!!!!!" Figures fell from the long ladder, some were smashed by stones, others were splashed with hot oil.

  In Fengyuan City, those women used their slender bodies to continuously transport stones, constantly replenishing the city wall with stones. Among them, many elderly people and children could also be seen joining the ranks of stone transporters.

  "Hurry up" "Faster" An old man shouted loudly at the porters, his old face turning red with anxiety.

  "Come on everyone, let's hurry up! Our men are fighting the enemy above, we can't fall behind!" a woman shouted loudly.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The city gate of Fengzhou City shook with a series of loud crashes, and about 100 enemy soldiers were seen protecting more than 20 people. These 20 or so people hugged a giant tree trunk and kept pounding the city gate.

  "Kill!" The self-taught man shouted loudly. He drew out the sword he was carrying with him and cut down the enemy soldiers who were climbing up the city wall.

  "Clang, clang, clang" The sound of weapons colliding rang out in waves, and fresh blood splattered everywhere. A pungent smell of blood filled the air on the city walls, with abandoned weapons scattered all around.

  He drew his long sword and walked alone, like a war god, moving around the city walls. When he saw that side begin to retreat, he quickly filled in.

  "Whoosh!" In comparison, Liu Hao's killing technique was much more elegant than self-taught elegance. His long sword flashed like lightning, and with each flash, it took away an enemy's life.

  "Good swordsmanship." He couldn't help but praise himself. The next moment, his footsteps changed. The long sword in his hand was like a swimming dragon, and in an instant, the long sword in his hand seemed to transform into five identical swords, stabbing at the five enemies who were attacking him from all sides.

  The next five sword lights flashed by, and five streams of fresh blood splashed out.

  "Good." Liu Hao's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise: "This move is beautiful, you're not bad either."

  "Brother Liu, Brother Xing, we've come to help!" A shout rang out, and a team of about ten men holding strange weapons jumped up from under the city wall and began killing. If anyone on earth saw this weapon at this moment, they would definitely be shocked and exclaim: "Bayonet."

  Xing Zixue saw this group of people and smiled slightly in response: "Wang brothers, thank you."

  "You're welcome." Wang Fu's face broke into a smile as his military dagger continued to reap the enemy's lives.

  In the rear of the enemy, a middle-aged man gazed coldly at the city wall where Xue Zichuan and Liu Hao were standing, saying in a chilly tone: "Two low-level great swordsmen, sixteen high-level swordsmen. No wonder you've been repeatedly failing to attack."

  "Yes, sir." A man hastily replied.

  "This fifth prince really has some skills, and he's actually recruited quite a few young masters. Not bad, it's got some meaning."

  "Hey mister, look at this?"

  A middle-aged man with a hint of disdain on his face shouted: "Commander Qian, what does Shi Wenfeng want to do, does he still need you to teach him?"

  The man who was summoned by Qian Tong's command was startled by this man and hastily replied: "I dare not, I dare not."

  "En." Shi Wengfeng responded with a single word, his eyes fixed on the killing methods of those small high-handed people in Fengyuan City.

  "Your sister, you're just a commander too. It's just that your life is better than mine, being the imperial guard and all. What's so great about it." Commander Qian cursed to himself.

  An hour later, the battle had reached a boiling point. The enemy launched a fearless attack. General Zifa led the soldiers of Fengzhou City to fight bravely, stubbornly defending the top of the city wall, and both sides were already red-eyed in the fierce fighting.

  "It's time." Shi Wenfeng suddenly opened his eyes wide and waved his hand at the densely packed subordinates behind him, "Attack."

  "Yes, lead."

  "Up!" A group of about a thousand cavalrymen appeared on the battlefield and rushed towards Fengzhou City.

  "Lazy soldier!" Xing Zixue's eyes lit up and his face changed in an instant. He shouted to the surrounding soldiers, "Brothers, be careful!"

  "Thud, thud, thud!" The enemy's newly arrived thousands of cavalry horses reached the bottom of the city wall, each hoof lightly tapping on the siege ladder, each figure like a swallow, in three to five steps, they had already climbed up onto the city wall. The difference from those soldiers who were about to climb was immediately apparent.

  The enemy's thousands of new recruits joined in. The soldiers in Fengzhou City, who were already exhausted, suddenly suffered a one-sided massacre, with blood splashing everywhere and bodies falling to the ground.

  "Terrible." Seeing his own side constantly falling down, he showed a look of anxiety on his face. He shouted at Liu Hao: "Brother Liu, let's join forces to stop these people."

  "Alright." Liu Hao responded, his long sword flashing a few times. He unfolded his figure, lightly tapping on the enemy's head a few times, and arrived at the outermost city wall, launching a fierce attack on those new recruits climbing up the city wall!

  "With just two people trying to stop my 5,000 Imperial Guards, what a joke!" The young man's face revealed a hint of cold smile, as if he was extremely confident in the 5,000 Imperial Guards he brought with him.

  Wang Fu saw the sudden change on the battlefield, his brow furrowed slightly, and he called out to his companions behind him: "Brothers, follow me."

  "Yes, King Wang." More than a dozen men responded in unison.

  "Form an array!" Wang Fu shouted loudly and immediately took up a position.

  Swish swish! A dozen or so men followed behind Wang Fu and quickly stood in a position, forming a sharp triangular human wall.

  "Kill!" Wang Fu shouted loudly, swinging his military spear and using the Thirty-six Military Spear Techniques that his young master had taught him to kill the enemy.

  "Puff" With a burst of fresh blood, Wang Fu's team of sixteen people was like a meat grinder, pushing towards Han Zixue and Liu Hao.

  "Hmm" Shi Wenfeng's eyes lit up, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. He muttered to himself: "What a strange battle formation, but this formation is actually quite powerful. Interesting, it makes me want to join in too."

  "Qian Tongling, follow me to the city to block those two great swordsmen!" Shi Wenfeng left a sentence and flashed towards Fengzhou City, with several ups and downs, stepping on the shoulders of his own soldiers who were attacking the city. His figure arrived in front of the siege ladder, and with a slight movement of his foot, he flew directly towards the direction where Xing Zixu was located, like a wild goose.

  The man summoned by Qian Tong saw this scene, his face turned red with anger and muttered: "Damn it. This little rascal only knows how to bully those who are weaker than himself."

  Swish! Qian Tongling finished muttering to himself, drew out the sword he always carried with him, and in a flash of movement, disappeared into the rear base.

  "Swish!" A green sword blade chopped down towards Xiang Zuo from the air.

  "The Great Swordsman" suddenly narrowed his eyes, swung his sword to slash through the surrounding enemy army, and hastily held up his sword to block.

  "Boom!" A loud explosion sounded, and Xue Zhan knelt on the ground with one knee, creating a knee-shaped depression on the surface.

  Shi Wengfeng's face revealed a hint of a smile as he raised the sword in his hand and struck down again.

  He instinctively rolled out of the way on the ground, dodging the attack.

  "Boom!" A long crack appeared on the ground.

  "Huh!" Han self-studied and flipped over, standing up with a long sword in hand, staring at the master in front of him.

  After Shi Wengfeng finished his second sword move, he didn't continue to pursue Han Ling. Instead, he sheathed his long sword and coldly laughed: "Your reaction isn't slow! But today you will undoubtedly die."

  "Is that so? Then I'd like to learn from your esteemed self." Xing drew his long sword horizontally.

  "As you wish." Shi Wenfeng's words fell, his figure like a ghost, moving towards the self-taught swordsman.

  He narrowed his eyes, raised his sword and rushed up to meet him. The two figures entwined on the city wall. A series of metallic collisions echoed through the air, and countless cracks appeared around the city wall where the two were fighting.

  Liu Hao, who was in the midst of killing enemies, suddenly felt a sense of danger coming from behind him. A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he swung his long sword directly backwards in one swift motion.

  "Lock!!!!!"

  Liu Hao felt a huge surge of power coming from his sword, which almost made him drop it. He hastily retreated four or five steps before he could shake off the power transmitted through his sword.

  "Whoosh!" The newcomer was also very decisive, without saying a word, raised his long sword and continued to attack Liu Hao.

  Know, ?, ten thousand

  "Good arrival." Liu Hao's eyes lit up, finally encountering a worthy opponent, the long sword in his hand appeared like lightning in the void.

  "Clang! Clang!!!" A series of metallic crashing sounds rang out.

  "Qian Tongling flew out several meters, standing on the city wall, his hands holding the sword slightly trembling, coldly staring at Liu Hao, secretly thinking: "What a fast sword.""

  "This guy's swordsmanship is incredibly powerful." Liu thought to himself, gazing coldly at his opponent.

  "Come on!"

  "Okay."

  Whoosh! The two figures entwined together once again.

  Xing Zi Xue and Liu Hao fought separately against the enemy, their battle temporarily stopped the soldiers from advancing. They didn't dare climb up the city wall! Because on top of the city wall, it was either a hail of stones or flying sword blades, they didn't want to go die.

  The next two figures crossed paths and parted ways.

  A long wound suddenly appeared on his chest, skin and flesh torn open. Fresh blood instantly stained his clothes red.

  Shi Wengfeng's face revealed a hint of a smile as he gazed at Xing Zixuan, saying: "Xing Tongling hid really quickly. If you were any later, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to stand."

  "Really?"

  "I think you're a great general, why not surrender to me? I guarantee that your position will be higher than this small Wind Chuan City, what do you say?"

  "Haha!" Xingzi smiled slightly on his face, and said in a cold voice: "If you have the ability, come and take my life. Otherwise, I will take your head."

  "Stubbornly refusing to awaken, die." Shi Wenfeng's figure flashed by.

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  Chapter 153: Repelling the Enemy Army

  "Clang clang clang!" After a burst of clashing metal sounds, two figures flashed by in a flurry of motion.

  "Hmph..." Half-kneeling on the ground, Han Zixu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face suddenly turning pale.

  Get up.

  "What a strange and eerie stab." Shi Wenfeng stood up, his face showing pain, looking at the military dagger that had stabbed him in the abdomen, feeling a wave of fear in his heart. Just now, when the two of them crossed paths for an instant, if he hadn't heightened his senses to detect danger, and quickly dodged out of the way, perhaps...

  He stood up and saw Shi Wengfeng, his pale face flashing with disappointment. He thought he had to kill him with one move, but he didn't expect to be dodged by his opponent. What a failure.

  "Puchi" Shi Wenfeng pulled out a military dagger from his abdomen, and a stream of blood spurted out.

  "What a strange and wondrous weapon! It's actually preventing my wound from stopping its bleeding." Shī Wén Fēng observed.

  Take a look at the umbrella soldier's spear, being attracted by this strange weapon.

  "Bad, Fengzhou City can't hold on anymore." Yan Zixuan saw that his own troops were retreating in defeat all around him, and his heart suddenly turned dark.

  "Kill!" Wang Fu and the others shouted in unison, as the sixteen-man formation continued to slaughter the enemies on the city wall. However, at this moment, none of the sixteen were doing well either, each person's body had more or less wounds, their bodies all turned red, like they had been pulled out from a bloody pool in hell.

  Shi Wenfeng narrowed his eyes, and his gaze lit up. Holding the military dagger in his hand, he rushed towards Wang Fugui and his sixteen men.

  "Not good." Xing Zi saw this scene and his face changed, he hastily called out: "Wang brothers, be careful.

  "Pffft." Xiezhi drew out the long sword stuck in his abdomen and followed Shi Wengfeng's shadow as he left.

  "Overestimating one's abilities." Shi Wenfeng turned around and made a swift thrust.

  In a rapid dash, he saw this stab coming and his face changed color, swiftly crossing his sword to block it.

  Thorn.

  Clang clang.

  He threw himself into a self-taught body, and at 3:1, his body soared high and fell towards the distance, spewing out a bloody rain in mid-air.

  "Brotherly affection." Liu Hao's face changed as he saw this scene while fighting with Qian Tong, his hand...

  The long sword flashed and accelerated its speed.

  "What a fast sword." Qian Tongling's heart trembled, and he became even more focused, knowing

  But if one falls, it means that one will be gone forever.

  "Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll send you on your way first." A flash of something flickered in Shi Wenfeng's eyes.

  The way to kill, directly towards the falling ground, the self-taught flash went away.

  A flash! A military stab of light flickered and moved, like a poisonous snake, towards the self-taught brain.

  Go.

  "Cough, cough..." He struggled to prop himself up with his arms, half-sitting on the ground, gazing at the flashing light, a bitter smile spreading across his face. Closing his eyes, he silently thought: "Xiao Yao, brothers of the Meng Hu Tuan, I, Xiao Zhe Xue, can no longer help you take revenge... I'll be joining everyone soon."

  "Let me go." A shout rang out, followed by a crashing sound.

  "Ah!" Xing Zi Xue's heart skipped a beat as he heard the familiar yet strange shout, and his eyes snapped open.

  Closed his eyes.

  A figure suddenly appeared on the city wall, and wherever it passed, the attacking enemies either fell down or were kicked off the wall by this person. The outcome was naturally not worth thinking about, as they fell from a height of over ten zhang (a unit of length) from the top of the wall.

  He saw this person with a head of silver hair, and his originally excited face suddenly calmed down. He let out a breath and said, "It's not Xiao Yao after all, sigh!"

  The newcomer seemed to disdain his own slow speed, directly abandoning the seized weapon in hand. With a flick of his foot, a long spear appeared in his hand, and with one sweep, at least three enemies were swept flying westward.

  “Pffft” Shi Wenfeng spat out a mouthful of blood as he plummeted downwards, his body rapidly falling. No! Shi Wenfeng twisted his body in mid-air, his arm pulling on the siege ladder, instantly reducing the force of his fall. His toes tapped against the ladder, and his figure safely floated down to the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood as he stared at the mysterious man who had appeared above the city wall with a shocked expression.

  "Fortunately, I brought the protective mirror bestowed by His Highness this time, otherwise..." Shi Wenfeng opened his shirt, revealing several shattered metal fragments on his chest. He was deeply shocked, knowing that this protective mirror was a reward for completing an important task for His Highness in the past. Moreover, His Highness had once said that this mirror could withstand three attacks from the Sword Saint. So why did it shatter with just one strike today? Was it...

  Shi Wenfeng was truly shocked at this moment, because he thought of a possibility, if that's the case, then his protective mirror would not be enough for others to strike, thinking of this, Shi Wenfeng saw people and horses continuously falling from the city wall, his heart bleeding, and hurriedly shouted: "Retreat! Retreat!"

  The soldiers who had lost their courage on the city wall heard the sound of their commander retreating, and immediately jumped down from the siege ladder towards the outside of the city, running towards their own camp as if there was a fierce beast chasing them from behind, with incredible speed.

  He stood with his long spear planted on the ground, a cold smile spreading across his face. He didn't stop these enemies from escaping, but instead watched them leave with a cold gaze.

  "Brush!" Several figures appeared behind Leng Xiao Yao's back.

  "Master, is it you?" Wang Fu's voice was filled with trembles, at this moment his expression was

  The joy of reunion is like a lost child finding its way back home.

  Belonging under Liu Hao, has seen Young Master.

  "Carefree, is it really you?" Originally with a hint of doubt, Xing Ziyan saw Liu Hao and Wang

  The appearance of the two people shook their hearts as well.

  "Hehe!" Leng Xiao Yao turned around with a smile, looking at Xue Zhi Qian and the others.

  "Master!" Wang Fu became even more excited, hastily kneeling on one knee and calling out: "Master, you've finally returned."

  "Xiaoyao, it's really you! Haha!" He rushed forward, ignoring his injuries, and hugged Xiaoyao tightly, his face filled with wild joy as he exclaimed.

  Liu Hao gazed at the silver on Leng Xiao Yao's head, a hint of doubt flashing across his face. However, even so, his eyes did not escape Leng Xiao Yao's notice.

  After finishing his self-study excitement, he let out a cold hum and asked, "Xiao Yao, what exactly happened in the Gaoshan Mountains? When we rushed back, all we saw was the aftermath. What exactly happened in between?"

  "What happened in between isn't clear, but what's going on with you people? Why did I arrive at Tiger Valley to see the tragic scene of the Tiger Team's demise, and yet you all managed to escape unscathed?" Leng Xiao was puzzled as to why the entire Tiger Team had perished without exception, while Han Zixu and others were safe and sound. It didn't make sense that the mysterious person would be so kind-hearted as to spare them specifically.

  "It's actually all my fault." Xianyou said with a gloomy face.

  "It's not your fault, besides, we don't know what happened either." Liu Hao said indifferently.

  Way

  "What's going on? Wang Fu, you tell me."

  "Wang Fu heard his young master ask, and hastily responded: 'Young Master, it was like this. At the time, Xing brothers led us to rush to Tiger Valley together. After arriving at Tiger Valley, Xing brothers asked Feng brothers to lead the fierce tiger team to rest in place for a while, and he took us forward to investigate the news. When we returned, we found that the fierce tiger team had suffered a tragic fate. Liu brothers saw this situation and immediately called us to leave first and hurry back to Gaiya Mountain Range. However, unexpectedly, when we rushed back to Gaiya Mountain Range..."

  "Hiss!?!" A series of gasping sounds began to rise, and each face of the people including Xue Ze and others was filled with pain.

  It seems they're only now feeling the pain of their injuries.

  Leng Xiao Yao saw the look on everyone's faces and a hint of a smile appeared on his face: "You'd better go down and bandage your wounds first, or else you'll bleed to death later, go!"

  "Let's go down together and chat along the way. It's been more than five years since we last saw each other." said Xing Ziyan, opening his mouth to speak.

  "Alright!? I'd also like to hear, how did you all end up here, and how did this Qin Hao kid suddenly transform into a prince?"

  As he walked out of the city, he saw Leng Xiangyang walking down. He hastily called over a subordinate and instructed him: "Come here, order those who are injured to quickly leave the city for treatment, and those who are not injured to continue defending this place, don't let the enemy have any chance."

  "Yes, the line is in charge."

  Leng Xiangyou was the first to leave the top of the city wall, not worried at all that the enemy would continue to attack, because he believed that the enemy would absolutely not be so stupid. Just now, he had left him a small life, and he believed that he would understand the situation.

  Carefree, you don't know what's weird, I was still being kept in the dark at that time. Later, when we saw the miserable state of the Gaiya Mountains, we lost our foothold. Finally, Qin Hao, that little kid, revealed his identity and asked for our help. He said he didn't want any imperial throne, but wanted to help us rise up, so that in the future, we can avenge those brothers who died.

  Leng Xiao Yao's face slightly froze upon hearing the words "self-study", and in the next moment, he turned to Liu Hao and others beside him and asked: "Is it also because of this that you have come here?"

  "Yes, young master."

  "En." Liu Hao responded with a single word, as if his words were very valuable and he was unwilling to say more than a few.

  "This kid..." Leng Xiao Yao shook his head, he had originally thought that Qin Hao returned to the country and established his status for his own career, but it turned out everything was for himself. Without a doubt, anyone who saw the hellish scene of the Tian Jun army in the Gaiya Mountains would think they were already dead. His opinion of Tai He greatly improved.

  "It's hopeless, the situation has turned for the worse. We can only hold out for two more days at most here. If the enemy launches a stronger attack, I estimate we won't be able to hold on until tomorrow. The casualties are too heavy."

  "Ah, I see. Well, I'm sure Fengzhou City will be fine, don't worry about it!"

  "Haha!" He self-studied and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Even if Fengzhou City is defended, what's the point? Taihao that kid was detained by others, if he can't come back, then what's the significance of everything done here?"

  "Don't worry, with me around, my brother will absolutely not be in any danger." Lan Xingyao's tone was full of confidence.