These killers are the most elite guards around Xuan Lang. They are all a group of desperate people, and they are typical of fighting for life.
Mo Feifan looked around and knew that if these people were not eliminated, the casualties of his brothers would be too great.
He shouted loudly and said loudly: "Brother Xuanlang, don't be fine."
Xuan Lang was stunned for a moment, feeling that the sound was so familiar, but he didn't realize who the owner of the sound was. He carried his two swords and walked out of the battle formation cautiously, and replied: "It's better to meet than to hear the sound, brother.
Let's show your face first."
Mo Feifan raised his hand and said to the brothers: "Brother, listen to my orders and take five steps back."
Xuan Lang also shouted at the right time: "Stop."
At the order of the bosses of the two sides, the originally chaotic situation suddenly became clear. The troops on both sides were five steps apart and were facing each other with weapons. Because the distance was too close, even the other party's eyebrows could be seen clearly.
The two sides temporarily ceased to fight, and the entire backyard suddenly became quiet, with only torches still burning.
Mo Feifan separated the brothers such as Zang Xie and walked up to him: "Brother Xuanlang."
"Mo Feifan?!" When he saw the person's face clearly, Xuan Lang couldn't help but blurted out. He never expected that the person who attacked him at night was Mo Feifan.
After a long time of silence, he suddenly laughed up and said, "I should have guessed that you would not really form an alliance with me."
"The gang's enemies are irreconcilable. How can I join forces with an enemy? You are really too naive." Mo Feifan said with a gloomy smile.
Xuan Lang gritted his teeth and frowned and said, "If what I expected is, you are using the alliance as a guise to delay time. To wait for these subordinates of yours?"
Mo Feifan looked around the brothers around him, and his sharp eyes were mixed with soft light: "Yes, they are the brothers at the entrance of the four halls of my Momen."
The entrance of the four halls?! Could it be that the Momen was dispatched? I heard that the Momen was in Qijiahuo Town with a huge force, with five or six thousand disciples under its jurisdiction... The gangsters from the 15th Gang Alliance were talking about it.
All my guesses and rumors were revealed, and the morale of the army was in turmoil. If the morale of the army was dispersed, the victory or defeat would be decided.
Xuan Lang put the voices of discussion around him into his ears and frowned secretly. The gangster is a gangster and will never be able to enter the elegant hall. However, it is useful to keep these gangsters at this time. Dog skin plaster is not something, so it is better to have it than not.
He encouraged morale and said, "Brothers, don't panic, I've investigated it long ago. His Momen is at most 1,200 people. And even if we don't add the brothers outside, there are two thousand brothers in this hall alone.
I also have more than a hundred escorts. Even if he comes out in full, we don’t have to be afraid.”
Not to mention, Xuan Lang's words really played a role in stabilizing the morale of the army. The gangsters stopped talking and pricked up their ears to listen to the confrontation between the bosses of both sides.
Mo Feifan revealed two deep dimples: "You only know that my disciples of Mo Sect are only 1,200. But do you know that I still have a mysterious horse training in Dugu Snow Mountain. There are a total of 1,500 people.
Hundreds of people. After more than half a year of training, they have become first to third-class masters. If you are not blind, you should see that these people are different from the gangsters under your command."
It's not just different, it's just two completely different levels. Just when the two sides shouted to retreat, the brothers on the Mo Sect were rigorous and orderly, and even if they retreated, there were experts to support the formation. On the other hand, the Fifteenth Gang,
They retreated one by one, fearing that they would become the first victims of the decisive battle. But was he saying it true? He really had a mysterious force of 1,500 people?! Needless to say, the crowd was in agitation again.
The military strategy is said to be true and false, false, false, false. The superiors attack the plan, while the inferiors attack the soldiers'. Mo Feifan used this sixteen-character proverb with magical skills, let alone the people from the 15th Gang Alliance can't guess
It’s true or false, and even many brothers on the Momen side thought it was true.
Of course, Xuan Lang couldn't guess the true or false, but he was definitely not a fool. He quickly refuted Mo Feifan and said, "Hehe, is that right? If your strength is really that great, why not order a direct attack? I think you have so many people
Fake, it is true that we want to disrupt our morale."
This Xuanlang is really a troublesome character. Mo Feifan rolled his eyes: "There will be a injury when fighting between two tigers. I don't want outsiders to reap the benefits of the fisherman. This way, you and I will fight against the generals, and the winner will be decided in three games.
If I win, you will lead your troops to surrender, and I will not hurt your life. If I lose, I will lead all the brothers of the Mo Sect to your sect."
"Are you saying true?" Xuan Lang asked in a suspicious tone.
Mo Feifan nodded: "The words come out like the wind."
"Okay." Xuan Lang clapped his hands: "I promise you." He pointed to a guard beside him: "Asan, come on."
Mo Feifan turned around and said to the leaders of his subordinates: "Brothers, who wants to fight?"