Seeing that more than 3,000 poisonous rain arrows were about to fall, the light of the protective magical weapons and cultural treasures lit up, and then, one by one, the attacking magical weapons showed their power.
The demon cultivator who controlled the Poison Rain Quiver suddenly felt that the sky suddenly became brighter. He looked up and saw bright war poems and spells falling on the crowd like a dazzling waterfall of light.
Boom boom boom...
Half of the city wall exploded, and all nearby demon cultivators were drowned in the brilliance of war poems and spells.
The light dissipated, and half of the city wall exploded. The wall was covered with corpses, severed limbs flying around, and many demon cultivators howling and screaming.
One hundred magical artifacts and cultural treasures can instantly reverse the situation.
The Wen Xiu attack team rushed to the city wall, and the Wu Xiu and Zhan Shi soldiers drove the Mo Xiu off the city wall together.
By the time the demonic cultivators in the rear reacted and prepared for reinforcements, the literary cultivators had already occupied the city wall and arranged their troops in the Xingbu Yamen.
Looking at the debris everywhere, the demon cultivators hesitated.
It has been a long time since there has been such a tragic small attack. This kind of casualties can only happen in a full-scale attack.
Li Qingxian suddenly discovered that the perception range of his Zi Xunxian Bee had expanded. The originally foggy Xing Department seemed to have broken several big holes, and the fog in many places had become lighter.
Li Qingxian once again released more Fairy Seeking Bees and wrote more detailed notes on the developing paper.
The words and voice of squadron leader Lu Yunyan suddenly appeared on the developing paper.
"Are you sure there is no one guarding the Prison Palace?"
"I'm sure, there are only a dozen of them, and most of them are unqualified."
"Okay! You have made a meritorious service again!"
Li Qingxian didn't understand and asked Fu Mingcheng on the side.
Fu Mingcheng thought for a while and said: "We have attacked all four corners of the Criminal Department. There are three attack routes on the Ximen. The plan this time is to rush into the Ximen Courtyard and take off the plaque of the stolen money storage room in front.
That is to say, the route to the stolen goods and punishment treasury is the simplest. And the stolen goods and punishment treasury is adjacent to the jailer. After the prison hall is the main hall of the jailer, and behind it is the Tianlao. Do you think it would be more effective if we hit the jailer?
Is the penalty for stolen goods effective?"
Li Qingxian suddenly realized and said: "The stolen goods and punishment treasury only stores confiscated silver taels, and the three main responsibilities of the Criminal Department are trial cases, arrests and imprisonment. Breaking the stolen goods and punishment treasury will not have a big impact on them, but if the Prison Department is broken,
Hitting the door of the prison was a huge blow to the punishment department."
"Yes. Our previous small attacks have never defeated the Superintendent's Department and the Prison Supervisor. If we can break into the Prison Palace, it will be a rare attack victory."
"Brother, can you give me a cultural treasure?" Song Baige shamelessly squeezed over.
"Ask your father for it." Li Qingxian glanced at him.
"You've never finished taking advantage of me, right?" Song Baige was anxious.
"Stop talking nonsense, break down the inner gate of the west courtyard first, and then break down the first hall." Li Qingxian looked ahead.
At the gate in front of the spacious west courtyard, demonic cultivators were arranged in a scattered manner, with pairs of eyes flashing green or blue due to their magic power, like a pack of wolves at night.
"Break the door!"
A clear voice sounded from behind.
The literary cultivators walked down the city wall one after another, and then the war poets and soldiers started to dig open the city wall and smash the main gate of the west courtyard.
When the main entrance of the west courtyard collapsed, Wen Xiu burst into cheers.
"Wan Sheng!"
The morale of the literary cultivators was greatly shaken.
Li Qingxian found that the fog in the Ministry of Justice's eyes had faded again.
Groups of reinforcements came from the rear.
The total number of people on the Wenxiu side exceeded one thousand, and the gap in the number of people between the two sides suddenly narrowed.
"attack!"
The literary cultivators took action again, with the same old style of war poetry soldiers and martial arts cultivators at the front, and the literary cultivators at the back.
Not to be outdone, the demon cultivators launched an attack and defense on the flat ground in the west courtyard.
People are constantly being injured and evacuated from the battlefield, and people are constantly running out of mana, true energy or cultural energy and going to the rear to rest.
The two sides entered a tug of war.
Half an hour passed, the monks on both sides were sweating profusely, and the battle poems and demons were less than half as good as before.
Suddenly, two new teams of hundreds of cultural cultivators rushed out diagonally, casting war poems and spells all over the sky to kill the demon cultivators guarding the inner gate of the west courtyard.
The demonic cultivators were slightly panicked, and three to four hundred demonic cultivators sprang out from behind to attack. The two squadrons of literary cultivators quickly retreated as if they had anticipated this.
Li Qingxian gradually figured out the clue.
The large-scale disability just now was actually an accident. The two sides were fighting back and forth like this. It is normal to have less casualties but consume more mana and energy.
After all, this is an attack by the six tribes, not a battle against the demon clan.
While the team was resting, Song Baige said lazily: "Captain Fu, if we continue like this, it will be difficult to attack."
"You'll understand the more times you participate. In ten attacks, five times we can't break through the door. It would be good if we can push the wall twice. We have more people this time, but the Ministry of Punishment has mobilized more people. I estimate that this time,
At most, it's just a goal. But it's okay, both sides have steps to avoid making a big fuss." Fu Mingcheng glanced at Li Qingxian.
Li Qingxian shrugged and said, "I actually don't want to make a fuss, but the Ministry of Punishment has not said anything yet, which is very annoying."
Song Baige said: "Qingxian, you know that I am not the one to stir up trouble, but I heard that the Criminal Department does not think highly of you and the Patrol Division, and feels that there is nothing you can do against them."
Li Qingxian snorted coldly.
If this continues, it will be nothing more than small attacks back and forth, which will not solve the problem at all.
The problem is not that my uncle is being followed, the problem is the life and death of the whole family including myself.
People from the Demon Sect are always ready to kill. If they can't stop it, they will definitely die.
At this moment, the developing paper moved slightly and Li Qingxian lowered his head. It was squadron leader Lu Yunyan's message.
"If someone is looking for me outside, I'll come right away."
After Li Qingxian finished speaking, he walked out of the collapsed west gate of the Criminal Department, stepping on the rubble and broken bricks on the ground, and walked towards the intersection in the distance.
At the intersection, a familiar figure stood.
Li Qingxian trotted over and said, "Brother Han, what happened?"
Han Anbo whispered: "I have a friend who lives next to Xile Street. He said that he saw a large group of people from the Demon Sect staying in his courtyard tonight. He knew that Wen Xiu was going to launch a small attack on the Criminal Department tonight, and he felt that the Demon Sect was going to attack the Ministry of Justice tonight.
There was something wrong with the patrol department, so they secretly came out and reported to me."
Li Qingxian said in disbelief: "Is the Demon Sect crazy? Attacking on two fronts at the same time? Although the Night Guard has been dismissed one after another, it is by no means weak."
"Their target is probably the patrol department, not the night guard." Han Anbo said.
Li Qingxian thought of the captain of the guard and the timid king, and understood instantly.
"You mean, even if Night Guard helps the patrol department, he won't give his full help?"
"That's what I'm afraid of. I'm not sure. It's not good to report it to others directly. I can only come to you." Han Anbo said.
Li Qingxian thought for a moment and immediately informed Zhou Chunfeng with the messenger plate to explain the matter in detail.
Then, he picked up the developing paper and sent a message to squadron leader Lu Yunyan.
Later, Li Qingxian put away the Immortal Seeking Bees from the Criminal Department and sent all the Immortal Seeking Bees near the Patrol Department of Night Guard Yamen.
After a while, Li Qingxian's face turned pale.
The Punishment Department actually ambushed more than 1,500 low-grade demon cultivators near the Yewei Yamen.
More than half of the policemen and horses of the patrol department were outside. There were no more than 1,500 people living in the yamen, and among these people, no more than 300 were admitted.
As long as the King of Counselors is normal, he will definitely hesitate, but as long as he hesitates for half a quarter of an hour, the entire patrol department will be overwhelmed by more than a thousand high-quality demon cultivators.
By then, even if other departments of the Night Guard react, it will be too late.
Li Qingxian took a deep breath, thought quickly, picked up the messenger plate, and sent a message to Zhou Chunfeng.