Step on a branch

Chapter 402 The flood washed the Dragon King Temple

Wan Cheng was terrified.

The moment the neck was pinched, it was as if something exploded in my mind, and there was a bang, and it went blank.

Not only his thoughts, but even his hands and feet seemed out of control.

He didn't even know whether he should kick back with his foot or bump his elbow back.

This gap is long, but it seems to be very short.

Relying on instinct, Wan Cheng directly used his fingers to break the hand on his neck.

Only, he didn't succeed.

The person behind him is obviously a Lianjiazi.

The man didn't care about Wan Cheng's hand at all, lifted him up halfway, and pushed forward hard, directly hitting Wan Cheng's body against the wall.

With a bang, Wan Cheng felt his bones ache.

Obviously he is also an adult man, but the other party's actions are almost easy and effortless.

Unable to move his body, half of his face was pressed against the rough city wall bricks, Wan Cheng ignored the pain and desperately wanted to see the murderer.

In the long passage under the city gate, although many braziers were lit, their part happened to be out of the light.

Fortunately, the other party didn't intend to take his life immediately, and the hand on his neck didn't exert all his strength.

"You, who are you?" Wan Cheng squeezed out a voice through his teeth.

"What are you going to do?" The person behind asked back, "Why is the commander's badge in your hand?"

Of course, Wan Cheng couldn't tell the truth, so he fabricated it: "The commander gave it to me."

"The commander asked you to transfer so many people under the city gate?" The man obviously didn't believe it, "What about his own people?"

Wan Cheng gritted his teeth, and said: "On the tower, the enemy's attack is very fierce, and the manpower is short, so the commander transferred people..."

The people behind were startled.

Very aggressive?

Something seems wrong.

Wan Cheng also vaguely felt it was strange, taking advantage of the stunned people behind him, he exerted all his strength.

The neck has not escaped from the opponent's grip, but he can barely see half of the opponent's face.

In the darkness, the facial features are only outlines, which cannot be seen clearly at all.

Who is this person?

But the person behind him, relying on his good night vision, could roughly see Wan Cheng's appearance.

So familiar.

Thinking of this, the man made another effort to lift Wan Cheng directly to the brazier from the dark place.

The darkness was instantly dispelled.

The flames were dazzling, and Wan Cheng subconsciously closed his eyes tightly.

His appearance can be clearly seen under the light, and the familiarity has finally been recognized.

The man was surprised: "Son of Wan Shi?"

Wan Cheng quickly opened his eyes.

This is a good opportunity to see each other clearly, and should not be missed because of photophobia.

He stared hard.

Xu Shi recognized his reason. This time, not only did the man not avoid, but he also let go of the hand that was around Wan Cheng's neck.

Wan Cheng recognized it all at once.

Uncle Zhongqin!
When it was over, he took advantage of the chaos and bumped into the old man's hand.

Didn't seize this fleeting opportunity after all...

Stealing the waist card, transferring the defense, and then asking the teacher for the crime, he has no room to justify himself.

"You..." Wan Cheng's throat rolled, "Aren't you at the South City Gate?"

Uncle Zhongqin clicked his tongue.

If someone else is holding a waist card and suddenly intervenes, he will have to guess the other party's position and direction.

But this person is Wan Cheng.

The staff of the Jingwei commander said that Wan Cheng was afraid of going up to the peak, so he took the initiative to suspend his post and go home.

Uncle Zhong Qin didn't believe in the so-called "initiative", but he had some insights into the relationship between Wan Cheng and the Qin family.

The suspended person appeared at the gate of the city during the war, holding a badge that he didn't know how to get, and transferred him away. It was clear what Wan Cheng wanted to do.

"What time is it?" Uncle Zhongqin asked.

Wan Cheng, who was supporting his neck to calm his nerves, didn't expect the old man to ask such a question, he was slightly taken aback, and said: "It should be less than Maozheng, about the third quarter of Maochu."

Uncle Zhongqin strode deep into the passage, and greeted Wan Cheng, "You want to open the city gate, don't you, hurry up and help!"

Wan Cheng staggered, unbelievable.

What did he hear?
Uncle Zhongqin didn't turn his head back, and said: "The old man made an appointment with Mao Zhengkai, how could he expect Cheng Yaojin like you to come out and transfer all the staff away a moment in advance.

If you can't wait until Maozheng is over, if you want to open it, open it now, otherwise when they go up and meet Bao Kui, they will be exposed immediately.

If I had known it was you, the old man would not have taken you.

The flood rushed to the Dragon King Temple, wasting time. "

As he said that, Uncle Zhongqin didn't idle his hands, he stood in front of the tall city gate, put his feet firmly on the ground, and tried to lift the latch with all his strength.

After hearing what he said, Wan Cheng also understood.

Although I don't know the specific reason, Uncle Zhongqin chose the emperor's grandson between the emperor and the emperor's grandson.

He also rushed to Uncle Zhongqin to help lift the latch.

The thick door bolt hit the ground heavily, Wan Cheng hastily dragged it aside.

Uncle Zhongqin told him: "The old man is here to open the door, you go and remove all the horse-repelling posts under the city gate."

Wan Cheng nodded, turned around and ran out along the way he came.

Uncle Zhongqin let out a low snort, grabbed one side of the door knocker, the flesh on his arm bulged out, and exerted all his strength.

Karma——

The heavy door opened a crack, and the echoes filled the passage, deafening.

……

On the city wall, Bao Kui wiped his face.

He had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

As the commander of the Jingwei Commander Division, he has fought many fights and caught some gangsters all the way up, but he has never fought a war.

Because of his inexperience, Zhong Qinbo told him what to do, and he dared not be sloppy at all.

When the enemy launched an attack, he immediately went up to the city wall and commanded the battle.

However, why did the menacing ladder car move slower the closer it got to the city wall?
The ladder was erected, only halfway through, and was stopped by the defenders.

The ladder collapsed, and the enemy did not come up.

Earlier, someone shouted that the car would crash into the city gate, but he didn't see it when he jumped out, and he didn't hear the violent sound of the collision in the following time.

"Did I make a mistake in my judgment?"

Bao Kui couldn't help doubting himself.

At this time, what would a seasoned veteran do?
The city wall was in a mess, and Bao Kui was also in a hurry, but suddenly realized, why is this place more crowded than before?

Counting carefully, the number of defenders who are busy moving stones and handing out bows and arrows here is dozens more than he arranged.

Where did it come from?
He grabbed the person running past him and said in surprise, "Aren't you guarding the city gate? Why are you here?"

The man was also surprised: "Didn't the commander tell us to come up?"

"When will I..." Bao Kui turned pale with shock, "Who is guarding the city gate?"

"People from the North City Gate have come to reinforce them."

Bao Kui was at a loss.

Uncle Zhongqin mobilized the defense?

"Someone came to send an order, holding your waist card, saying that the city wall is tight," said the guard, "we came here quickly."

Hearing this, Bao Kui quickly lowered his head and looked at his waist.

　Thanks to the book friend *Liuqing everywhere* and the book friend 121030193845947 for their rewards.

　　
　
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