Chapter 115

Xie Yuxiang and Meng Wuhen give each other a look. They fly backward with their feet in the air. When they look closely, they can see that among the more than a dozen congenital level masters who come here, from the perspective of their costumes, there are soldiers who practice martial arts, and there are also head lowering Masters who wear robes and masks. Those congenital level masters naturally target Xie Yuxiang and Meng Wuhen who are flying in the sky. Seeing that there were only two people on the other side, the momentum on the opposite side suddenly flourished. They absorbed the air of heaven and earth one after another and took the lead in fighting against them.

"The young Marquis said, act according to the plan!" The long sleeve of Meng Wuchen Taoist robe's right hand is rolled, and one side of the eight trigrams Tai Chi diagram is created out of thin air, whistling and crashing toward the opposite side.

"Bang!" There was a crisp sound in the void, and the Tai Chi map was suddenly broken. Meng Wuchen and Xie Yuxiang flew back several Zhang away.

"Want to run?" Seeing that two opportunities for beheading and meritorious service are just around the corner, how can a dozen congenital level warriors let them escape? The reward offered by the Beidou Dynasty for killing the barbarian congenitally strong is very rich. Generally, the reward is 100 taels of gold. Under the generals, the reward is 1000, and above the generals, the reward is 500. Although the military system of the Beidou Dynasty was sound, the calculation method of military merit still followed that of the strong Qin Dynasty, that is, the military merit calculated by the first rank. An ordinary soldier's first rank was calculated as a military merit, and he was rewarded with one or two gold medals after the war. The brave soldiers on the battlefield also received rich rewards after the war, The reward given by the barbarians for killing the congenial warriors in the army of the Beidou Dynasty is also quite rich.

Xie Yuxiang and Meng Wuhen unexpectedly retreated under the siege of so many congenital martial arts men. It was just like a purse full of gold. They ran away with two legs.

Xie Yuxiang and Meng Wuhen coldly look at the more than a dozen congenial warriors who are rushing in, as if they are hunters looking at the beasts falling into the trap step by step.

"Three, two, one!" Four people in the sky and on the ground silently count at the same time. Suddenly, Xie Yuxiang and Meng Wuchen summon the cold iron armor that condenses the extraordinary iron of the sky. They throw two packages of things from their left and right hands. The four things collide in the air, and the smoke instantly covers the whole sky. More than ten congenital warriors suddenly lose their direction and are at a loss, I saw dozens of light breaking through the air, into the smoke.

Burst out of the light, countless screams one after another.

"Bastard, dare to plot against me!" One of the soldiers in the smoke cut out a cold light at the point where the power came, "ah!" Another voice screamed.

"Don't be so fierce!" A warrior beside the man suddenly drew his sword and cut at the wounded soldier.

These inborn warriors are the elites of different tribes. Usually, there are friction and hatred between different tribes. It is difficult to ensure that some people will not fish in troubled waters. This knife cut, suddenly the sky exploded pot, all kinds of light explosion sound accompanied by the barbarian language curse.

Ouyang Siqi on the tower sneered, looked at Gu fan beside him and said, "little Marquis, you only let me blow up a magic weapon. It's such an idea."

With a faint smile, Gu fan turned into a giant sword, and his body leaped up among the stars. Gu fan's voice suddenly rang out in the ears of Xie Yuxiang, Meng Wuchen and Ouyang Siqi: "let's go! Don't put any back! "

Ouyang Siqi's long sleeve shakes, and countless shining magic weapons break away; Xie Yuxiang takes out the white jade feather fan, blocks it in front of him, twists the magic formula, and a strong wind between heaven and earth suddenly generates, among which countless green wind blades are generated in the center. In an instant, it becomes a wind column held by several people and pours on the congenital strong in the smoke; Meng Wuhen, holding the red pine wood sword in front of him, shook his right hand forward, and suddenly drank: "crack Yang Sword formula!" It seems that the sun is torn apart, and the temperature is hotter than the flame. It explodes in a closed space. With the help of wind, the fire suddenly burns the warrior in the smoke, crying and howling.

At this moment, a purple dragon roared and flew into the sky, looking down at the cloud. A moment later, his snake like body leaned down and stretched out a bloody mouth to the cloud. Countless venoms spewed out from the mouth of the purple dragon, and some fell directly on the barbarian soldiers on the ground through the cloud.

It should be noted that Gu fan's Huagu dragon boxing, after being taught by Huan Lingyue, refined the ghost poison in his body, and absorbed the red scorpion king in Lincang City. At this time, the power of Huagu dragon boxing is not only enhanced, but also extremely poisonous. The barbarian soldiers who were stuck by the venom were penetrated into the bone marrow before they had time to scream, At the same time, with the continuous crackling sound in the smoke, the huge energy burst out like a new star, dispersing the clouds in the sky. Those congenital level masters who were still suspended in the air before, proud as relegated immortals, were just like Smoked mosquitoes falling on their heads.

Even if they escape the attack of their companions, even if they get away with Ouyang Siqi's magic weapon self explosion, even if they have magic skills and can resist the poison of Huagu Longquan, they still can't escape the crack Yang Sword formula launched by Meng Wuhen and Xie Yuxiang. So many congenital level masters are injured and killed in an instant and fall down one after another.

Gu fan saw that the attack was effective and gave an order to Xie Yuxiang and Meng Wuchen in the sky not to fight. They immediately understood each other, absorbed the air of heaven and earth, held a magic formula and threw it down. It should be noted that there was xingxuan in the body of the congenital warrior, who could tear the mountain and crack the sea with one punch and one palm. The killing power of a charm to ordinary barbarian soldiers was also extremely terrible.

"Boom!" In the charging formation of the barbarian soldiers, two violent explosions accompanied by two hundreds of feet of smoke rose up. Xie Yuxiang and Meng Wuhen took the opportunity to return to the Lincang tower. As the smoke dispersed, there was a trench five feet wide and seven feet deep in front of the barbarian army. The surrounding soil collapsed, and the sand and stone in the trench were directly blasted into powder by the terrible force, which showed the terrible power of the congenital strong! Seeing that all the more than ten congenial warriors in our own camp fell, the morale of the barbarian soldiers immediately fell from the peak, but the nobles still ignored the life and death of these ordinary barbarian soldiers and forced them to rush across the trench to attack Lincang City. At this time, on the tower of Lincang City, Gu fan took a deep breath, took out a pill, put it into his mouth, and bit it to pieces. He restored the physical strength that he had consumed a lot because of Huagu dragon boxing. If he wanted to condense the mirage of Zijiao and spit out the venom, it was still a huge physical consumption for Gu fan. Xie Yuxiang, Meng Wuchen and Ouyang Siqi also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that all the congenial warriors on the opposite side had fallen. They sat cross legged and closed their eyes to meditate. Gu fan's eyes still did not leave the battlefield in front of the city wall at this time. At this time, there was a sea of corpses under the city tower. The corpses of barbarian soldiers were built into a hill 150 steps below the city tower. The sound of "scuffing" of the crossbow machine on the City Tower was still heard, because there were enough iron crossbows prepared in advance, Even after nearly half an hour's intensive arrow rain, the number of arrows on the city tower still did not decline. Under the city wall, there was the sound of the body being torn by sharp arrows. Gu fan on the tower looked at the successive barbarian soldiers, and suddenly he had a doubt in his heart, "why did the barbarians pay so much casualties this time, but they didn't know how to adjust their tactics?" Although he did not fight with Princess Jiuli, and his understanding was limited to the confrontation in Lincang City, he knew that this was a very smart and cautious woman. She took great care of her troops and refused to take risks easily. Therefore, even if one-third of her troops might be ambushed in Lincang City and eaten by Gu fan, she would not take risks. However, in the past half an hour, the barbarian side has paid at least tens of thousands of casualties and damaged more than ten congenital level masters. Let alone Princess Jiuli. If Gu fan was the commander of the barbarian army, he would certainly change his strategy. He would encircle the city from the flank, attack the city with equipment, or temporarily withdraw his troops, besiege the city and wait for an opportunity. There are countless other plans, and it would be the most stupid and reckless way to continue to charge and forcibly seize the city, because when the casualties of the troops reach more than one fifth of the total number of casualties, Morale will be low, soldiers will have fear, and a third of casualties is the critical point of morale collapse. Although the 5000 red flag soldiers standing on the top of the city are very tired, the casualties are very small, so the morale has not been affected. With the spirit of our army, we can attack the enemy's fatigue. With the passage of time and the increase of casualties, the superiority of barbarian soldiers in number is gradually losing. Gu fan has no doubt that if the barbarians do not change their strategy, the balance of victory will soon fall to their own side. Finally, the barbarian commander seemed to realize something and began to organize soldiers to use the bunkers made of corpses to shoot javelins at the red flag soldiers on the city wall. This kind of attack is tantamount to tickling the red flag soldiers wearing high-quality armor. The soldiers hiding behind the corpses soon turned into corpses under the dense firing of crossbows and arrows, The barbarian soldiers finally chose to retreat temporarily. This time, the barbarians left more than 10000 corpses in exchange for ten figure casualties of the red flag and more than 30000 wasted iron crossbows. At this point, the soldiers on the upper floor of Lincang City breathed a sigh of relief. They wanted to shake their arms and cheer, but it was very painful to grasp Yuanrong Crossbow's arm. It was very difficult to lift it. At this time, a burst of boiling cheers came from under the tower. The soldiers on the tower turn their suspicious eyes to the square under the tower, only to see the more than 10000 rout soldiers pouring into the city gate cheering. They thought they would die. They not only survived, but also tasted the taste of victory. How can they not let them cheer?