People always respect those mysterious and unknown things, especially when those things cannot be deconstructed with their shallow cognition.

The more ignorant you are, the more so it is.

The coalition forces of Pei, Mu and Bao families were staring at the heads that were flying one after another, stunned.

At first glance, there was no one in the city gate, but these brave warriors died strangely.

Fear forced them to recall a picture.

A cattle-riding Taoist priest conferred the title of the Xue family among the thousands of rays of rays and auspicious auspicious auspiciousness in the sky, and led all the people.

Could it be that from then on, His Highness Jing really has the protection of the gods?

Thinking of this in my heart, my feet naturally hesitated.

But there are ruthless people in the world, and there are more people in the army who are desperate and unbeliever.

A vicious centurion rushed forward, "Young master, let the general go and try it."

Pei Rihe looked at him and nodded in praise, "After success, there will be many rewards!"

He remembered that this man was named Wufagu, who was a very fierce man in the army.

Wufa Gu hardened several trembling subordinates from behind and touched the city gate.

Pei Rihe slightly turned sideways and looked at Bao Shouzhong, "What do you think of General Bao?"

"Can it be a method of a practitioner?" Bao Shouzhong thought about the problem more practical.

Pei Rihe slowly shook his head, "We have seen all the practitioners, at least they have traces to follow. This is too strange."

"Agency?" Bao Shouzhong began to ask back.

"There is a possibility, but there is no trace of the establishment of the agency. And do you think our subordinates can't even find this agency?" Pei Rihe was not nervous when he talked to Bao Shouzhong, who was older than him. This was also the result of Pei Shixiong's deliberate training, so men should be more generous.

Bao Shouzhong refused to comment, looked at the Wufa Gu who was about to arrive at the city gate and the several cavalrymen behind him, and said calmly: "Look at their results."

At this moment, both of them no longer pinned their hopes on any inner responders.

In an invisible corner on the other side of the city gate, Mei Ziqing stretched out her hand and a ball of transparent silk thread flew back into his hand. He thought for a while, his mouth raised, and then he laid the ball of silk thread on this side of the city gate hole.

At that time, it was possible to easily cut off the mysterious silk thread from the head of a Tongxuan Realm Killer in the Fog Hidden Valley, and dealing with these ordinary soldiers was simply sharp that they could not imagine.

The city gate was covered with blood on the ground. Even the domineering and mighty centurion, Wu Haigu, could not help but feel nervous when he saw this. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and asked several subordinates to move a passage together.

When he was about to get a horse, he was close to the location where everyone had an accident before. Wufagu looked at the strange city gate, and showed his ruthlessness. He drew out a scimitar and slashed at the empty city gate.

He slashed the air with all his strength and fell off the horse with his black hair. It was very funny.

But the soldiers behind him did not laugh, and Pei Rihe Bao Shouzhong and others did not laugh either.

The black-haired Gu climbed up from the ground, flipped onto the horse again, and came to that position, calling his subordinates behind him to dance with swords and test the mechanism of the city gate.

Time passed by, and finally, after almost certain that there was no problem, he became angry and rushed into the door.

In the long door hole, the black-haired man touched his neck and grinned.

Pei Rihe and Bao Shouzhong looked at each other, and there was an excitement in their eyes.

In the envious eyes of everyone, the black hair returned to the team proudly.

Pei Rihe and Bao Shouzhong quickly ordered the bodies at the city gate to be cleared, and another cavalry team of hundreds of people rushed into the city gate.

The same story happened again.

What's even more tragic this time is that the city gate hole blocked the sight. The people in front were retreating in fear, the people behind were moving forward bravely, and the people in the city gate were trampling into the city gate hole.

The neighing of war horses and the wailing soldiers echoed in the narrow and long city gate, making people's mouth twitch.

The situation was stopped by Pei Rihe and others and stabilized again.

But the discussion has gradually spread.

"Is it possible that there is really a blessing from the gods?"

"That's not it! Look how strange that death is!"

"This battle is a big fuck!"

Hearing his ears, Pei Rihe had a blue face and shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

After all, many years of accumulated power cannot be replaced by fears of two blows. Everyone shut their mouths with tactfulness.

"What a bullshit god to protect me? I think someone is pretending to be mysterious! My hair is lonely! You go over and take a look!"

At this moment, the centurion successfully played a shaman-like role.

"yes!"

The black-haired man came out of the line and had his previous successful experience. He was not afraid at this moment.

Mei Ziqing smiled and waved her hand to put away the thread, and disappeared.

Another funny test, the black-haired orphan made great contributions.

He successfully rushed through the strange door hole and rushed out again without any injuries.

Excited, Pei Rihe couldn't wait to order people to clear the door and prepare to enter the city.

Bao Shouzhong wanted to speak but stopped, but eventually he didn't speak.

They have indeed been wasting too much time here, so they must take down Qiu'an City as soon as possible and rush to Fengyang City.

In such a general direction, some losses can also be tolerated.

He turned around and looked behind him, and just looked at the tragic moment, but in fact he had little loss, only two or three hundred riders, but it took a long time.

There should be no problem, he thought so.

If you don’t meet any natural enemy of beasts, the horse will not understand what fear is.

They rushed into the city with their vigorous steps.

The cavalry, who was leading the horse, felt a little bad when he looked at the empty streets, but the constant stream of comrades behind him could not tolerate him thinking.

On both sides of the looking building, the originally black cloth was suddenly pulled apart;

On the city wall above, hundreds of bows poked their heads out from the battlements of the city wall;

On the street in front of me, dozens of tripping ropes suddenly straightened and pushed out a number of horse-rejecting piles from the alley;

"Enemy attack!" The cavalry who was leading the way said this in panic, was stabbed into his throat by a feather arrow and fell off his horse.

The overwhelming arrows poured down like rain. Under Yelu Jincai's special instructions, most of them accurately pierced into the gaps in the armor of these soldiers and hit the key points.

The city gate again played an excellent bunker. Even if there were thousands of troops on the opposite side, they could only turn into trickles and come in from the gate. The cowards and the Xue Guards could calmly and take away their opponent's lives.

The corpses on the ground made the opponent's cavalry unable to exert their power of charge at all, and they were completely passively beaten.

Yelu Jincai was on the city wall, and seeing that no one was even injured on his side, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this was also a way to lead troops to fight, and the difference was really big.

Mei Ziqing lay bored on the top of the city, looking at the dense crowds of people under the city, her thoughts floated back to the Fog Hidden Valley not long ago.

Isn't this a replica of the bloody battle of the Yingling Valley during the Fog Hidden Conference? As long as the arrows are enough, Qi Xue Wei's arm can even pull the bow, and the other side will die as much as you come.

After all, these grassland cavalry have very poor siege skills.

But after all, manpower is poor. If this continues, the other party can choose to waste these Qi Xuewei to death based on the number of people. What's the point if you can defend this Qiu'an City at the right time?

If people have lost their land, they will all live. If people have lost their land, they will all live. If people have lost their land, they will all live.

So, he was still waiting for the expected variable.

The hateful person who lets himself wade into this muddy water should appear, right?

Pei Rihe and Bao Shouzhong looked at each other, but they didn't expect that there would be so many twists and turns and casualties in the relaxed battle.

But at this time, it is no longer realistic to withdraw and reorganize again. I can only do my best to use the number of people to kill the city defenses on the opposite side.

So they nodded slightly heavy, and each ordered their troops to rush towards the city gate.

Seeing that the cavalry charge was unfavorable, they simply ordered all the personnel to dismount and charge on foot with bows and arrows and scimitars.

Qi Xuewei's speed of pulling the bow gradually slowed down, and their accuracy gradually decreased, and they inevitably became tired.

The continuous enemy troops began to cause casualties to them, but fortunately not many were there.

Mei Ziqing had to help stabilize her position several times in times of crisis, otherwise many more casualties would be injured.

The same strategy was not killed or injured after stubbornly struggling in Yingling Valley for a long time, but only persisted here for more than an hour.

"Yunluo, you are a thousand-killed person, why haven't you come yet!"

Mei Ziqing shouted in her heart!

"Young master, it's not good! Manniucheng was defeated by King Jing's people!"

A voice with a rolling true energy resounded in the ears of everyone in the field.

The plum blossoms are as if they are granted a general amnesty, and they have a breath of turbid air.

Taking advantage of the opponent's stupid kung fu, Yelu Jincai took the opportunity to attack fiercely, winning a little space for himself and others again.

In the look of Pei Rihe and all the soldiers present, two fast horses were galloping towards them.

"Young master, it's not good! Manniucheng was defeated by King Jing's people!"

The same words were repeated by one of them again.

But many of the Pei-Mu coalition forces only recognize the face of the other person.

"Isn't that the leader of the city defense soldiers?"

"Yes, it seems that it's called. We had a drink together the day before yesterday."

"Tieye, yeye, yeye, called Tieye!"

"So? Manniucheng is really lost?"

Among the Pei Mu's coalition forces, many people who had not had time to attack the city were whispering and quickly confirmed the identity of the visitor.
To be continued...