He took a cursory look at the gathered army. There were about a thousand people, and there were ten huge war-winged blood falcons in the sky. However, he did not think about a last-ditch battle, but just silently calculated the time.
Although they don't understand the secret tunnels under Kunfang City, they also know that the Zhenyi people have been scattered in various places to fight guerrillas with Lincang for so many years. The secret tunnels dug under each city must be well-connected and lead directly to safe areas outside the city.
The secret passage will remain absolutely unobstructed, and a dozen people can retreat - one stick of incense is more than enough time.
The soldiers on the ground will not be afraid, but the war-winged blood falcons in the sky are looking down, which is absolutely detrimental to the retreat - then, let's start from the sky first.
A strong wind suddenly rose, and the silver light sword energy swirled around. Suddenly, sand and rocks were flying, and the dust was blinding. Standing in the center of the wind, Baili Fengjian was dressed in robes and had long hair flying. He wielded his sword to control the wind, lifted up the roof tiles, and dragged them with his energy.
Form a line and attack the blood falcon in the air.
Xiao Jin smiled confidently and raised his hand to make an attack gesture. The soldiers immediately changed their queues, and the four cannons were pushed forward, with their dark muzzles aimed at Baili Fengjian.
"Fire the gun!"
But he saw Baili Fengjian flying into the air, spinning around and kicking a War Wing Blood Falcon, which was more than a hundred times bigger than him, to the muzzle of the cannon. The cannonball shot out of the barrel instantly and penetrated the War Wing Blood Falcon's gun.
The body and the artillery were also ejected by more than one meter by the huge impact.
At that moment, a sharp silver light fell from the mid-air like lightning. It was Long Yuan's white sword that cut through the air and split the shells that had been discharged. On the other end, Baili Fengjian moved to the artillery camp almost instantly, raising his elbow lightly.
Then he placed some soldiers who were loading cannonballs.
Xiao Jin smiled roguely, and then slowly turned the direction of the cannon. The two unloaded cannons met and exploded in mid-air. The roar was deafening. Before the first wave of gunpowder smoke dissipated, there were several more explosions, and the sky was filled with arrogance.
Suddenly, several of the War Wing Blood Falcons were knocked down as they circled.
When the turbid air became slightly visible, before the soldiers could see the situation clearly, they discovered that their general Xiao Jin and their enemy Baili Fengjian had disappeared without a trace.
On the west wall of the city, a man in black and another in black clothes stood on the top of the wall. The sound of wind was hunting at this end, and the thick smell of gunpowder smoke entered his nose.
"Good eyesight." He complimented lazily.
Xiao Jin raised his eyebrows coldly, with a hint of frivolity that did not take anyone seriously: "Is it possible that the sword master has only improved in hiding and running skills for so many years?"
The tip of the sword tilted and he replied nonchalantly: "Yes, after people live for a long time, they don't bother to make progress."
Just as he was about to sneer, Xiao Jin's expression immediately changed -
"Young man, Yihensha, take a good look."
The sword energy penetrated from the top of his head. Xiao Jin quickly raised his sword to defend himself, but how could he withstand Yihensha's domineering force? The confrontation only lasted for a moment, and blood marks appeared from the tiger's mouth.
Xiao Jin is not a weakling. He has developed good speed in the Imperial Army for many years. When he saw the situation was going badly, he immediately put all his strength on the tip of the sword and pushed hard.
Baili Fengjian withdrew his sword and said loudly: "You are more promising than your grandfather."
Xiao Jin looked around slightly angrily, but there was no one there.
Baili Fengjian has already entered Nian Sanniang's house.
Nian Sanniang was checking the account books in the accounting room, when a gust of wind passed by in a trance, and she suddenly realized that there was a person standing behind her.
The lazy and slightly tired voice echoed the cold touch of the sword tip against the back, making people shudder: "Hefu is dead."
Nian Sanniang was shaken unconsciously, and a little tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, but she grinned: "It's better to die. I'm just a lowly Zhenyi slave. It's better to die."
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you if you belittle Ren Zhenyi in front of me?"
Nian Sanniang's makeup was meticulous, as if she was wearing a flawless mask: "If the Sword Master really wanted to kill me, he would not have come here at this critical moment. I know what the Sword Master wants, and I will take you with him right away.
go."
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Nearly a dozen times of deafening cannon fire without interruption, coupled with the impact of the huge war-winged blood falcon wailing and falling to the ground, made the entire Kunfang City tremble.
"Come back!"
In the underground secret passage, the people who had been shaken unsteadily were recovering from the shock. When they heard Qiying shouting loudly, all the people who were advancing stopped and looked at the end of the team with anxious and doubtful expressions.
The girl who was brought out after being forcibly knocked unconscious by Qiying in the inn may have been awakened by the sound of the gunfire, but as soon as she woke up, she wanted to go back regardless. How could Qiying be willing to do so, holding her tight and extremely restless?
Her body wouldn't let her escape.
"I want to go back to find Master!" She stared at Qiying without giving an inch, her eyes fierce like a little beast that was about to jump up and eat people, but with a pink and tender face, a lingering smile
The child's voice increasingly seemed to be just unreasonable and willful.
When the word "Master" was mentioned, there was already a hint of crying. Although Jing Che was extremely repelled by her master, she had to admit that he was her only relative in this world. Thinking of his slovenly and drunken appearance at this moment, she seemed to also
Not so annoying anymore.
"What can you do? Become a burden to the Sword Master!"
"Even if you can't do anything, you can't just run away on your own!" Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he stamped his feet: "You are all cowards!"
A turtle with a shrunken head? Qiying was stunned for a moment, and Jingche broke free and ran back the way he came regardless of the situation.
"Ah Chao, you take the brothers away first, and I'll chase her back." His brows furrowed into a frown, "We can't let the Sword Master's apprentice also..."
The words suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes dimmed - the sound of gunfire outside was so dense, even if the sword master had all kinds of skills...
Not wanting to think any more, Qiying decisively left a message: "We must arrive at the Wangchuan Underground Palace before dark, otherwise we will have to wait until dawn again when the night barrier opens!" and immediately turned around to catch up.
The seven shadows already possessed the divine light skill, and they moved in front of Jing Che in an instant.
"I--" Before he could even say that he would rather die than surrender, his mouth was covered and all the words were swallowed back.
"Silence!" Qiying dragged Jingche to the side and stared nervously at the figure at the corner of the tunnel.
"Uh...uh...let me go!"
The tunnel was pitch black. How could Jing Che have such good eyesight? Seeing that the person behind him was motionless and not paying attention, he bit him fiercely.
"Bah--" Qiying let out a low cry of pain. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart whether the little girl was a dog, but he still held her tightly and didn't move at all.
"General, looking at the footprints, this secret passage seems to be the secret passage they used to escape."
They were from Lincang! Qiying felt something was wrong. From their tone, it seemed that they had found more than one tunnel? He couldn't think too much. Qiying lowered his voice and whispered in Jingche's ear: "Run back right away, here
I'll handle it."
With his mouth covered, he uttered two words dullly and through gritted teeth: "I...no!"
"Don't make trouble!" He frowned. He has such a tough and bad temper! He just wanted to knock her out and throw her out to save trouble, but considering that she was the disciple of the Sword Master, he had to endure it.