big week bad guy

Chapter 290 Barbarian Siege (4000 words in two chapters)

Zhao Xun was extremely moved by the attention paid to cultivation by bad handsome Feng Hao.

Feng Hao is indeed cultivating Zhao Xun as if he were his own nephew, without any privacy at all.

It is not easy to be able to do this without relatives or reasons.

"Thank you, Mr. Feng, for cultivating, and my subordinates must do their best!"

Zhao Xun didn't finish the second half of the sentence because he felt it was unlucky.

"You just stay in the bad man's yamen, and I will enter the palace to face you, and wait for my news."

Qin Tianjian.

Yuan Tiangang and Wu Quanyi sat opposite each other.

Li Chunfeng stood by.

"Tell me, why are you here today?"

He knew Wu Quanyi and Yuan Tiangang very well.

This is the Lord who goes to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, but he will never come here easily if there is no important matter.

"I'm here to hope that you can write to the emperor, asking the emperor to send troops to reinforce Shazhou."

Wu Quanyi didn't procrastinate, and said straight to the point.

"As for the reason, you must have seen it."

"good."

Yuan Tiangang nodded and said: "I have seen it, but how can the imperial court dispatch troops at such a moment?"

Dividing troops is not an easy task, especially at this time.

"Do your best."

Wu Quanyi sighed: "We can only try our best to fight for it. As for the result, we can only look at God."

"can."

Yuan Tiangang spit out a word lightly.

Daming Palace, Zichen Palace.

Emperor Xianlong stared gloomyly at the important minister Feng Hao in front of him.

As his most trusted confidant, Feng Hao can always guess his mind and do what satisfies him most.

But this time, Feng Hao uncharacteristically chose to speak directly and asked him to send troops to reinforce Shazhou.

This simply made Emperor Xianlong feel unbelievable.

"Reinforce the sandbar at this time, how can you think of it?"

"Your Majesty, the Shazhou is the gateway to Hexi. If the Shazhou is lost, the Allied Forces of the Western Regions may drive straight in along the Hexi Corridor..."

Of course, Emperor Long knew the importance of the Hexi Corridor. He knew very well that once the Hexi Corridor fell, the Hu people in the Western Regions would directly attack Chang'an.

At that time, it will really be called every day, and the earth will not work.

Right now there is still room for maneuver, as long as the coalition forces of the Western Regions are prevented from continuing to advance eastward, everything will be easy to turn around.

"Then the only way is to mobilize the soldiers of Liangzhou."

Emperor Xianlong's meaning was very clear. Most of the Liangzhou soldiers had already rushed to King Qin of Chang'an, and the remaining tens of thousands of people could be ordered by the court to go to the sandbar for reinforcements.

But it is only limited to these tens of thousands of people, and there will really be no more.

"Your Majesty Shengming."

Although he knew that these tens of thousands of people might not play a key role, Feng Hao still felt relieved.

After all, at least they don't have to take responsibility.Even if the Hexi Corridor is really lost, they don't have to bear the eternal infamy.

...

...

Outside the city of Chang'an, the northern barbarian army camp.

"High priest, high priest! Good news, great news. The southern army has arrived outside Chang'an City."

"what!"

The High Priest's eyes widened.

Well done, he waited for so long, and finally let him wait.

He said before that the coalition forces of the Western Regions and the southern barbarians can start attacking the city.

Now that the southern barbarian army has arrived in Chang'an, and the Dongyue Sword Master Wei Wuji has also arrived, they have no reason to procrastinate.

"Go and invite the leader of the southern barbarians, the Sword Master of Dongyue, and I will discuss with them the matter of attacking the city."

"As ordered."

...

...

There are many heroes in the big tent of the Chinese army.

The High Priest of the Demon Sect, the leader of the Nanman Witch Master, and the Dongyue Sword Master gathered here.

The High Priest of the Mozong said indifferently: "Now that the Monster Beast Kingdom is seriously injured, it must not be able to come. It will be difficult for the Allied Forces of the Western Regions to penetrate the Hexi Corridor in a short period of time. We can't wait any longer. The delay will change, and we must act immediately."

The leader of the Nanban witches and Gu masters frowned and said, "Could you be too anxious? After all, Chang'an has those three old things sitting in command, and has the blessing of a large formation. It's a tough nut to crack."

"The head of the mountain, the supervisor, the dead eunuch..."

When these three people were mentioned, the eyes of the High Priest of the Demon Sect became extremely cold.

"It's really a big problem."

He paused and said, "As for the big formation in Chang'an City, there is nothing wrong with it. I have already started destroying the knots of the big formation. The big formation will definitely not be able to maintain all its mana."

"really?"

Wei Wuji's eyes lit up for a while, and his expression became very stern.

The reason why he didn't kill Emperor Xianlong, the dog emperor, was to a large extent because he was concerned about the great formation of the head of the mountain and Chang'an City.

Now if the big formation is damaged to a certain extent, then there will be one less factor for Wei Wuji to be scruples about.

This is of course a great joy for Wei Wuji.

"Of course it is true. The Juggernaut seems to be able to get his wish this time."

The high priest was very proud: "Of course, the premise is that we have to break through Chang'an City."

Wei Wuji's focus overlaps with that of the High Priest, but they are not completely consistent.

Wei Wuji's ultimate goal is Emperor Xianlong, and the high priest's goal is Chang'an City.

So the high priest connected the two as much as possible, hoping to tie Wei Wuji firmly to himself through this move.

"To destroy Chang'an, destroying its great formation is only the first step. After that, countless lives will be needed to fill in the top of the city and break open the gate."

The high priest turned to the leader of the Nanban witches and Gu masters.

Although the northern barbarians and the southern barbarians have the same origin, they have been separated for thousands of years after all, and there has been a great degree of differentiation.

The specific practice skills of its practitioners have also differentiated.

Specifically, the Mozong can summon a relatively powerful Yin thing.But the number of summoned objects at the same time is not too much.

The Nanban witches and Gu masters can summon a large number of Yin objects at the same time, but the level of the Yin objects summoned is not high.

If you want to pile up corpses, the spells of the Nanban witches and Gu masters are obviously more suitable.

"It's simple."

The leader of the Nanban witches and Gu masters certainly understood what the High Priest of the Demon Sect meant, and immediately nodded and said, "Just give me enough corpses and I can summon tens of thousands of Yin soldiers."

"Next, the Yin soldiers will clear the way and build the corpse wall. Our warriors only need to climb along the corpse wall."

The words of the Nanman witch and Gu master gave the high priest of the Demon Sect a reassurance, and the most difficult problem to solve at the moment was easily solved.

"Next, let the devil come to the world and destroy everything. The storm will come, and no one will be spared. If we want to establish a new order, we can only destroy the old order. We will be the new masters of the Central Plains. Our ancestors were destroyed by the Central Plains They were expelled and had to settle in a barren land. Now we have killed them back just to make them pay the price. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"

...

...

The situation was far more complicated than Zhao Xun expected.

Feng Hao and Yuan Tiangang went to the palace to meet the saints respectively, and what they got in exchange was only tens of thousands of soldiers and horses left in Liangzhou to reinforce Shazhou.

This is undoubtedly just a drop in the bucket.

"It's a pity, Emperor Xianlong really has no vision."

But Zhao Xun can't criticize him too much.

After all, if you were any emperor, you would most likely choose to save yourself when faced with a choice between the two.

"The battle to defend Chang'an will begin next."

Zhao Xun murmured.

"Mingyun, Mingyun, something is wrong."

At this moment, I saw Jia Xingwen walking quickly.

"Brother Jia, what's the matter?"

In Zhao Xun's impression, Jia Xingwen has always been a mature and prudent person, and he would not be so flustered unless it is absolutely necessary.

Being able to force Brother Jia into this state is enough to show that the situation is already very critical.

"The barbarian, the barbarian is attacking the city..."

Boom!

Zhao Xun only felt his brain explode, and couldn't believe his ears.

"What did you say?"

"The barbarians are attacking the city, Mingyun!"

Jia Xingwen looked miserable.

"How could it be so sudden..."

Zhao Xun covered his forehead with one hand, and still couldn't believe it until this moment.

"Hurry up, Mr. Feng asked all the bad guys to gather and prepare for the battle. Mingyun, come quickly too."

"Ah."

Zhao Xun knew that now was not the time to be distracted.

Now that the enemy army has begun to attack the city, it means that everyone in the city must enter a wartime state.

As a bad person, Zhao Xun has no reason to retreat.

He wants to protect what he cherishes with his own hands.

...

...

At the head of Chang'an City, all major armies have arrived.

Shence Army, Longwu Army, Jinwu Guard...

Including the Wucheng Bingma Division, the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, Wannian County Yamen, and Chang'an County Yamen have all assembled.

The bad guys are the last to arrive.

Because they are the minions of the emperor, they will not go to the city to fight unless it is absolutely necessary.

But now is the moment of life and death.

The moment of life and death in Chang'an.

"Brother Mingyun, there are really many barbarians. You can see the darkness outside the city, and you can't see the edge at a glance."

"Don't be afraid, there is a big formation in Chang'an that they can't get in."

Zhao Xun said confidently.

One of the most fulfilling things that Zhao Xun has done recently is to restore the formation in Chang'an City.

Now I dare not say that the big formation is completely repaired, but it is almost inseparable.

"If the barbarians come to attack the city regardless, they will be clearly arranged."

Zhao Xun pointed to the enemy army in the distance and said, "Look, Wangcai, although these enemy troops are now gathered together, there is still a separation boundary when you look carefully. Not to say that the division is clear, but at least there is room for it."

After a short pause, Zhao Xun continued: "This shows that barbarians are not monolithic."

"But aren't the northern barbarians and the southern barbarians of the same family?"

Wangcai was a little confused.

"Brothers still know how to settle accounts, let alone these guys. The northern barbarians and the southern barbarians have long been separated. After a thousand years, you can say that they are two ethnic groups. There is no problem."

Zhao Xun said with a smile: "Now they are reunited because of interests. And interests are changing at any time. They are allies now, and they may part ways because of interests in the next moment."

"Ming Yun sees clearly."

Jia Xingwen nodded and said, "In terms of determination, they are definitely not as good as us."

What Jia Xingwen said made sense.

At present, the soldiers and civilians of Chang'an City have only one choice and that is to stick to it.

Once the city of Chang'an is broken, everyone will suffer accordingly.

If they want to survive, they must hold on.

As for the barbarians, it is quite different.

For them, it is naturally the best for the barbarians to capture Chang'an.

But even if you can't win Chang'an, it's not a big loss.

Because they have other cities to loot.

This leaves room for the barbarians.

In addition, the southern barbarians and the northern barbarians may not be completely of one mind, and there may be suspicions at that time.

So these are opportunities for Changan people.

Zhao Xun firmly believes that as long as they persevere, victory will eventually belong to them.

"Ming Yun, they are starting to blow their horns."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~"

Amidst the low horn horns, the barbarians began to charge.

But when these barbarian soldiers approached, Zhao Xun found it very unusual.

"These are not living people..."

Zhao Xun's face was pale.

"It's the army of the dead."

He had heard from his mentor Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi that Nanman witches and Gu masters were very good at manipulating the dead.

In their hands the dead can stand up again, fight and even siege.

Moreover, the Nanban witches and Gu masters can control a large number of dead troops at the same time, even tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.

But at the same time, the fighting power of the dead army is basically the same as that of the living.

As for the demon law of the northern barbarian demon sect, it can make the summoned ghosts have extremely strong combat effectiveness to the greatest extent.

It can be said that the two kinds of witchcraft, one south and one north, each have their own advantages and disadvantages.

But this large-scale charge of the dead army was undoubtedly the work of the southern witches and Gu masters.

"Archer ready!"

Feng Hao stood up as the commander of the Chang'an army at this time.

Under his order, a group of archers bent their bows and aimed their arrows at the army of dead not far away.

"shoot!"

Following Feng Hao's order, all arrows were fired at once.

When the Southern Man invaded, they truly united as one and worked together.

Countless arrows weaved into an arrow net and scattered towards the army of the dead.

The arrows of these arrows are all blood-slotted, and they are all poisoned.

If an ordinary living person is shot by an arrow, even if they are not shot at a vital point, they will still die from poisoning in the end.

So this can be regarded as a big killer.

Of course, it is only a big killer for living people.

When these arrows were shot at the dead, the expected scene did not appear, and the army of the dead was not affected in any way.

They didn't even draw out the arrows that were shot at them, but continued to charge bravely.

"Hiss, this is too scary."

Wangcai was so frightened that he pissed.

"Aren't these guys invulnerable?"

"How to fight this battle?"

"Shh!"

Seeing Wangcai boosting others' ambition and destroying his prestige, Zhao Xun quickly interrupted: "Pay attention to your own mouth at this time. If it is heard by someone who cares, can you afford to be accused of demagoguery?"

Wangcai scratched his head and said, "Isn't it?"

"Care is the best thing to worry about, worry comes out of your mouth."

His gaze moved away from Wangcai, and then fell on the army of dead men charging outside the city.

"Maybe only magic can defeat magic..."

"Brother Mingyun, what is the meaning of this magic?"

"... "

Zhao Xun coughed: "It's almost a spell, only the practitioner's spell can defeat these dead people."

...

...

(End of this chapter)