There is a moon in Chang'an, and the sound of thousands of households banging their clothes.
The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love between the two.
When the barbarians are defeated, good men will stop their expedition.
——"Midnight Wu Song·Autumn Song" Li Bai
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The full moon rose to the zenith, and there was only one sound, and a huge firework exploded over the jungle, illuminating the surrounding area as if it were daytime.
"Swish swish"
The sound of machine gunfire was heard everywhere, the sound of breaking through the air was heard, and countless crossbow arrows were shot at the disciples of Yi Jianmen who were sleeping beside the campfire. Many warriors were shot and killed in their sleep before they had time to react.
"No, there are enemies!"
Fu Yingshu stood up, pulled out his sword, and blocked the flying arrows. In the darkness, he didn't know which direction the arrows were coming from. He only felt that the arrows were like a pouring rain, boundless and endless.
Park Young-hwan had quite a lot of experience facing enemies and shouted: "Quickly extinguish the bonfire!"
Yes, under the light of the bonfire, the disciples of Yi Jianmen were completely exposed to the enemy's sight, like living targets.
More than twenty Yi Jianmen disciples beside the campfire, whether they were hiding behind bunkers or waving their weapons desperately, were all quickly killed by crossbow arrows.
However, in the desperate situation, no one could save themselves, so no one bothered to put out the bonfire.
All the disciples were panic-stricken and their positions were in chaos. However, they felt that they were surrounded by enemies in front, rear, left and right, and their shouts of killing were loud.
Park Young-hwan shouted: "Split up and break out!"
Everyone woke up from a dream, took their weapons, and fled in all directions. For a moment, all the disciples panicked and ran around in a panic.
There was an open space on the west side of the camp. Dozens of Yi Jianmen disciples had just sprung out of the woods. They saw hundreds of soldiers standing ready in front of them. Meteor repeating crossbows were placed in front of them.
General Iron Hammer gave an order, and the sound of machine gunfire was heard everywhere. Countless crossbow arrows were shot out, shooting down the Yi Jianmen disciples row by row, just like harvesting crops with a sickle, killing people with ease.
In the blink of an eye, corpses lay everywhere in the open space, and the green grass was dyed red.
To the east of the campsite is a dense bamboo forest, with each bamboo being bent like a horned bow gathering momentum.
The intrusion of the Yi Jian Sect disciples triggered a mechanism, and the sharp bamboo points popped out from the ground, like sharp spears, piercing the crowd who rushed in. Many bamboo points stabbed several people in one go, and they were pierced.
Chuan'er "gourd".
Pu Yinghuan's first disciple Pu Zhenhuan shouted loudly and led two disciples to rush in front of everyone.
Pu Yinghuan's long sword was like snowflakes in the sky, cutting off the oncoming bamboo spears one by one. The other two disciples held two iron pots for cooking and guarded beside Pu Zhenhuan, specifically to defend against the bamboo spears flying out of the sloping ground.
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Seeing Pu Zhenhuan break through the bamboo spear array, the ground suddenly collapsed, and Pu Zhenhuan and the other three fell into the trap together with the disciples behind them.
The incident happened suddenly, and these people were unprepared. They had no time to jump, so they dragged each other and fell into the pit. They were densely packed at the bottom of the pit, pointing up vertically, and sharpened bamboos as thick as their wrists pierced their chests and abdomen, piercing their hearts.
cold.
The scholar Ye Duzui came over with his men and horses. The scholar looked at the bottom of the pit. The bottom of the pit was terrible. The scholar couldn't bear it and couldn't help but sigh.
There is a steep cliff on the north side of the campsite. The Yi Jianmen disciples who are better at lightness ran towards this place, trying to escape over the ridge.
When they were about to run out of the dense forest, several huge log piles roared down from the top of the tree like a pendulum. The dozen disciples who rushed at the front had no time to dodge, and were hit in the chest by the giant tree, and their ribs were suddenly broken.
The Yi Jianmen disciples behind him hurriedly knelt down and crawled forward regardless of the gravel and thorns that scratched their palms and cheeks.
While crawling, I don't know what mechanism was touched. A pile of huge log piles fell heavily from the top of the tree and hit everyone's flesh and blood. Several disciples were hit in the head and screamed for life.
Finally, after a narrow escape, they rushed to the bottom of the cliff. Dozens of Yi Jianmen disciples threw out their hooks and scrambled to climb the rock wall.
As soon as I climbed to the middle of the rock wall, I heard an eagle cry, and then there was a loud roar. Countless boulders as big as millstones rolled down from the top of the mountain. The sound was terrifying and they were so heavy that they knocked the climbing warriors off the rope.
Smashed into a bloody mess.
No one who climbed was spared, and the smell of blood spread under the cliff, making it sickening.
There is a deep stream on the south side of the camp. A dozen disciples of the Yi Jian Sect who are proficient in water skills rushed here, trying to sneak into the stream and swim to escape.
I saw a few dead trees floating in the stream rising up, and dozens of water ghosts lurking at the bottom holding crossbows and shooting wildly.
A disciple of the Yi Jian Sect was taking off his shoes and clothes when he was caught off guard. He fell backwards without making a sound, was hit by arrows and fell into the water. The body floated on the water, and the blood quickly dyed the river red, and floated downstream along the current.
Fu Yingshu's first disciple Jin Changhao and other Yi Jianmen disciples were highly skilled in swordsmanship. They swung their long swords to block the arrows and hurriedly dived into the water. Before they could swim even two steps, they saw several copper wire fishing nets appearing in front of them, serving as hoods.
It turns out that there are also ambushes under the waterways, specifically to intercept people who are escaping.
Although Jin Changhao has long internal strength and excellent swordsmanship, his long sword cannot exert force underwater, and the fishing net is entangled, making it impossible to break through the net and escape.
In desperation, Jin Changhao could only get out of the water to get some air.
As soon as Jin Changhao's scalp came out of the water, "Chi!" the bowstring sounded softly, and two powerful arrows were shot out from a strong bow.
Jin Changhao's ears were covered with water and he did not hear the sound of the bowstring.
A powerful arrow roared towards him, and when he sensed the strong wind, the arrow was less than a foot away from the back of Jin Changhao's head. Jin Changhao instinctively turned his head, and the second arrow came first, grazing his left ear and shot into the water.
Just when Jin Changhao was lucky to have avoided the arrow and was about to dive again, the sniper's first arrow hit his head silently!
Seeing that Jin Changhao was shot dead on the spot, the lynx, covered in vines, stood up from the bushes by the stream and led his snipers to quickly move to the next ambush site.
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The disciples of Yi Jian Sect rushed left and right and were unable to break through, and most of them were killed or injured. They had to retreat to the camp, back to back, using half tree trunks as shields, to reach the arrows shooting from all directions.
Seeing the Yi Jian Sect disciples gathered together, several huge hunting nets made of copper wire iron ropes fell from the sky, and the Yi Jian Sect disciples who were camping in the camp were trapped in the big net.
The disciples used their swords to chop, but the hunting net was getting tighter and tighter. They couldn't use their hands and feet to break the hunting net.
Camel'er and his subordinates surrounded the hunting net. Camel'er, who was more than a giant taller than a man, pulled up a small tree next to him, like pounding medicine with a mallet, picked up the tree trunk, and smashed the head and face of the person in the hunting net. It hit hard.
The disciples of Yi Jian Sect suffered broken bones and broken tendons, wailing again and again.
Luotuo'er beat and cursed at the same time: "You bunch of turtles, you have eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, how dare you assassinate our little white dragon?! Let's see if grandpa doesn't beat the shit out of you!"
As Camel was about to start fighting, a figure suddenly shot out from the hole of a collapsed dead tree beside him. The figure was like the wind, and the long sword in his hand pierced Camel's back.