Under the night, bursts of footsteps could be heard in the darkness.
Wen Hua led his personal guards under the city wall. He took off the hook lock wrapped around his shoulders and whispered to the personal guards beside him: "Get ready, one team will climb, and the second team will observe the situation. Once
If someone finds out, the second team will fight back with crossbows, do you understand?"
The guards also replied in a low voice: "Understood, general."
"action!"
Wen Hua gave an order, and the hooks and locks were hung on the city wall one by one, and the Beifu soldiers began to move up the wall.
On top of the city wall.
The main forces of the Later Han Dynasty were all deployed to defend one side of the trail. The defense of this plank road relied entirely on the more than 400 people brought by Yan Zhuo. These 400 people were scattered on and under the city walls. They were unable to react in time to Jiangzuo's surprise attack until
The soldiers from Jiangzuo climbed halfway before the soldiers from the Later Han Dynasty noticed the strange noise.
But as soon as the soldier of the Later Han Dynasty put his head out of the city wall, a crossbow arrow pierced his neck. He didn't even have time to shout, and his body went limp and he fell down beside the city wall.
When Wen Hua saw that someone had taken action, he knew that some soldiers from the Later Han Dynasty would notice something strange in a short while, so he whispered to the people around him: "Climb quickly!"
The Beifu soldiers struggled to climb up, and the Hou Han army also discovered something unusual. When two soldiers saw the soldier lying on the city wall, they called softly: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Seeing that the lying soldier did not respond, he shouted louder: "Brother!"
Seeing that the soldiers still didn't respond, the two men knew something was wrong, and immediately shouted: "There is an enemy situation! There is an enemy situation!"
When Yan Zhuo heard the shout, he immediately slipped out of the tent and used the move "Three Steps to Drive Cicadas" to rush towards the city wall. When Mu Yunfeng saw Yan Zhuo flying away, he followed closely behind and flew towards the city wall.
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When Wen Hua heard the shouts of the soldiers of the Later Han Dynasty, he stepped forward, grabbed the city wall with his arms like an ape, and jumped up. The two swords at his waist flashed, and the two soldiers died immediately. He did not hesitate to kill the two soldiers, with one hand
He grabbed two ropes and dragged the soldiers on the ropes to the city wall with only one arm.
"You two take cover, and I'll go clear out the remaining soldiers on the city wall first."
As soon as Wen Hua finished speaking, two black shadows flashed out behind him.
"There's no need to go anywhere else. I'll talk about it after you can handle it!"
The one who spoke was Mu Yunfeng. When he opened his mouth, he drew his sword. The long sword in his hand was as fast as lightning. Like a thunderbolt, he first chopped off the two people who were covering him, and then slashed towards Wen Hua's throat.
Seeing that Mu Yunfeng had taken action, Yan Zhuo glanced at Wen Hua and said to Mu Yunfeng, "You deal with this guy, and I'll go to the city to deal with other invading enemies."
Wen Hua saw a flash of green light in front of his eyes, and heard Yan Zhuo say that he wanted to single out his five hundred personal guards. He couldn't help but snorted coldly, shook his wrists, and two sword flowers shook out from the two swords in his palms.
With a "bang" sound, Wen Hua blocked Mu Yunfeng's attack with one sword, and the other sword was directed towards Mu Yunfeng's heart.
Wen Hua is a general in the army. His swordsmanship is not like that of a swordsman in the Jianghu, who pursues the pursuit of defeating the enemy with one sword and satisfying the enemy. Although his swordsmanship seeks to be fast, it is more stable and ruthless than Mu Yunfeng. He does not pursue one sword.
To control the enemy, hope that one hit will hit him. If he is injured, he will be injured slowly, and if he is slow, he will be killed.
——He is a general, and the general must have the overall situation in his eyes.
His sword was dodged by Mu Yunfeng, and he immediately struck out with another sword. The sword's light was like a white sword, and it penetrated the north and the south with a mighty force.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Mu Yunfeng looked at Wen Hua's three consecutive sword strikes, and couldn't help but sigh at Wen Hua's swordsmanship. Although he sighed, he did not hesitate in his hand, and swung out the sword with a passionate sword intent, dots of stars.
The sword intent splashed out like a river of stars.
This is a very beautiful move, very beautiful, very beautiful, very dazzling.
Mu Yunfeng is a Xia, and Xia's swordsmanship is also about speed, but it is more firm, correct and affectionate.
——The swordsmanship of a general is to kill people in order to unify the three armies, while the swordsmanship of a knight is to save people in order to protect the right path of the world.
"Your swordsmanship is not bad either!"
Wen Hua drank in his mouth and activated his sword energy. The vast sword light floated on the two swords in his hands, which was actually the method of gathering energy to form.
Mu Yunfeng looked at his move and thought of what Yan Zhuo once said, thinking: It seems that this person has also learned the first two pages of "Hundred Refiners of Mysterious Light".
As he was thinking like this, Wen Hua's two swords were already carrying a mighty sword light, killing Mu Yunfeng's body like two dragons emerging from the water.
Mu Yunfeng bent his arms and stretched out his arms to remove the power of Wen Hua's two swords, but Wen Hua's two swords actually used different techniques.
The two swords used by Wen Hua are called Ziwu Yin and Yang swordsmanship. The left sword is Zi, the right sword is Wu, and the left sword is Yin and the right Yang.
The sword on the left roars like a mournful cry, and a sword thrust out is like the rising of evil spirits from ten palaces. The sword on the right makes a sound like the howl of the wind, and a sword thrust out can stir up thousands of mountains and wind and rain to hit your face.
Mu Yunfeng was able to remove the strong and yang right sword, but he could not remove the feminine left sword. As soon as his long sword touched the left sword, the long sword in his hand seemed to be sucked.
"Little baby, my Ziwu Yin Yang swordsmanship is pretty good, tell me who killed my brother Wen Zheng!"
Wen Hua was not in a hurry to kill Mu Yunfeng. He still had something to ask Mu Yunfeng. He had just seen the skills of Mu Yunfeng and Yan Zhuo and knew that they must be children of Jianghu, not sergeants in the Later Han army.
I vaguely felt that my brother's death must be related to them.
Mu Yunfeng looked at Wen Hua's features, which were indeed similar to that of the murderous devil, and said sarcastically: "Are you talking about the murderous devil who wiped out families and villages?"
"Yes, that's him. Where is he now?"
Mu Yunfeng was startled when she heard Wen Hua admit it frankly. Isn't this man angry that I said this about his brother?
To be honest, Wen Hua really doesn't care. He knows best what kind of person his brother is. Moreover, killing a few people in this military formation is common. Although the killing of people and villages is too heavy, it is not a big deal for him.
unacceptable.
Seeing that Wen Hua didn't care about the people in that village, Mu Yunfeng became even more angry and said angrily: "I was the one who killed him, what do you want?"
Wen Hua was stunned and said: "If you can kill me, I will kill you!"
"That depends on whether you have the ability!"
As he spoke, Mu Yunfeng activated the "Sentimental Sword Intent" on his sword again. Hearing a soft drink from him, the sword intent that was like stars and beans shot out like a hidden weapon!
Wen Hua's eyes lit up, and he felt bad. He quickly dropped the Yin Sword and turned over to avoid the incoming sword intent. However, despite his agility, Mu Yunfeng's sword intent still shot three targets on his left shoulder.
Blood hole.
He knelt on the ground with one knee, holding the sword in his right hand, and his left hand was hanging weakly by his side. The tip of his nose was sweating a little because of the pain: "Good boy, I didn't realize that you still have this hand. It seems that Azheng is really dead because of you."
in your hands!"
As Wen Hua said this, he looked at the guards under the city wall. Logically speaking, his guards had already climbed up the city wall, but after so long and no one was seen, there was only one possibility -
They were all stopped by the young man in black just now!
