The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 1127 City Head Shopping ([-])

The figures of Po Jun's Deputy Palace Master and others were only gliding over the top of the city.

Facing the continuous shooting of the Shenlong gunners in the Wengcheng, even with their cultivation base, they need to be full of energy.If you are not careful, you may be shot.

After all, the speed of the bullet is far beyond the speed of the ordinary master's sword.

In less than 2 minutes, the Vice Palace Master Po Jun and the others realized that this was not going to work.

Their artistic conception is not enough to deter the soldiers of the Song army in the urn city, which makes it impossible for them to make meritorious deeds on the top of the city.

And if you forcefully rush to the past, you must take a dangerous risk.

Now that the Song army's Shenlong gunners have formed a concentrated fire formation, perhaps only the pseudo-extreme realm or even the extreme realm masters can still do it with ease.

Their reaction speed has reached a point far beyond ordinary people's expectations.Some bullets shot into the expected range, but they were still able to dodge in time.

This is difficult for masters below the Pseudo-Extreme Realm to do.They still have to rely on the naked eye to observe.

Even the deputy palace master of Pojun who is close to the pseudo-extreme state can't do it with ease.

But they were unwilling to withdraw like this.

Because if they just withdraw like this, it means that this trip to Chongqing is meaningless.When Qin Han leads his army to Chongqing, he will have to return without success.

Looking at the firearms in the Song army, the masters such as the deputy palace master of Po Jun understood in their hearts that Chongqing Mansion, which was guarded by many Song troops, could not be captured by the Luzhou army.

Even the tens of thousands of Luzhou Army can only return without success.

To destroy Chongqing City, we must rely on them, from the inside out.

It's just that they can't make up their minds to break the Wengcheng.

Now hundreds of soldiers of the Song army gathered in several urns on the inner side of the west city wall.Although less than half of them have Shenlong guns, about [-]% of them.

Even if there are only more than 200 dragon guns in each urn city, it is impossible to wipe out all these real martial arts masters, but they can still be damaged again.

This is beyond doubt.

The Deputy Palace Master Po Jun had to think in his heart, if these urns were broken by force, how many of the masters he brought would be left in the end.

These are the top strengths among Xin Song masters, and Xin Song cannot afford such a loss.

Because if all of them were lost here and were able to destroy the Chongqing Mansion, there would not be many masters in the Song Dynasty who could compete with the masters of the Song Dynasty in the future.

There are not many masters left in Xinsong now.

If all these details are wiped out, it will also be inevitable to perish at the hands of Song's army in the future.

"down town!"

In the end, the Vice Palace Mistress Po Jun suddenly shouted in a low voice.

He took the lead in plundering towards the city.

It's just that it's not toward the outside of the city, but toward the inside of the city.

Of course he didn't want to give up on this. He abandoned the city and headed into the city, in order to continue to deal with the Song army in the city.

Waiting for Qin Han to lead the Luzhou Army to arrive, then they can rise up again.

Now that they have been killed, they certainly know that there are not many masters in the Song army.Otherwise, those masters would not have waited until now to appear.

There are also more than ten masters remaining, and they all rushed down the city one after another when they heard the low voice of the Deputy Palace Master Pojun.

Bullets often just pass by them.

A dozen or so people, like night owls in the dark night, disappeared under the city in the blink of an eye.

The Shenlong musketeers in the Wengcheng fired into the night, but failed to keep these masters.

Surrounded by more than a hundred personal guards in the Urn City, Pang Wenbo watched the figures of Po Jun's Deputy Palace Master and others appear and disappear in the firelight, with an unsightly look on his face.

Although his act of concentrating his forces on the Wengcheng allowed the city wall to be preserved, it failed to keep people like the Deputy Palace Master Pojun.

He hoped that the Deputy Palace Master of the Pojun would storm the Wengcheng.

It's a pity that these Xin Song masters are not fools, and they didn't choose to do this.

When they swept into the city, they were like fish swimming in the water again. The sea is wide enough for the fish to leap, and the sky is high for the birds to fly.

It would be extremely difficult for the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty to wipe them out in the inner city.Even if it can be done, it needs to dispatch countless soldiers to search and arrest at the same time.

Moreover, it will inevitably face great losses.

And at that time, when the Luzhou Army arrives, the Chongqing government will no longer have the strength to resist the Luzhou Army.

A general hurriedly asked Pang Wenbo, "Commander, shall we go after them?"

Pang Wenbo shook his head lightly, "There's no need to chase."

Not to mention whether you can catch up or not, even if you catch up, it doesn't make much sense.

If these true martial arts masters attack head-on, there may be more than a hundred dragon guns that can pose a considerable threat to them.But if they want to escape, no matter how many Shenlong guns they have, it will be difficult for them to make a difference.

Pang Wenbo couldn't predict whether the deputy palace master and the others would scatter or gather after they returned to the city, so it was inconvenient to send troops to pursue them.

If you send too few soldiers, you will only become the souls of these Xin Song masters.

But right now, the head of the city is simply unable to send too many soldiers into the city.

It can even be said that there are not tens of thousands of soldiers, and it would be foolish to try to push people like the deputy palace master of Pojun to a desperate situation in the city.

The city suddenly calmed down.

There are many corpses of soldiers of the Song Dynasty lying in the trenches in the city wall.

Blood dripped slowly on the blue stone bricks.

In just a short period of time, the number of soldiers who died under the hands of the deputy palace master and others had already reached nearly a thousand.

Pang Wenbo looked even more ugly looking at the messy corpses in the light of the torch.

Up to now, although the generals in the army have not encountered any accidents, the soldiers in the city have suffered a lot.

As for Miao Youli and the Shangyuan Realm enshrined beside him, they were still on their way to the city on horseback.

When the gunfire stopped, they were still nearly a thousand meters away from the west city wall.

The Priest of the Shangyuan Realm was slightly surprised and said, "The sound of the guns at the top of the city has stopped. Could it be that those assassins have already been forced out of the city?"

As soon as the words fell, his expression changed.

Because he felt a little strange.

There is a crisis coming in the night.

This may be due to his keen senses, or it may be pure sixth sense.

Could it be that those Xin Song assassins came to the city again?
In an instant, such an idea came to the mind of the Priest of Shangyuan Realm.A chill shot up from the soles of his feet.

He didn't think much about it, he just swept up suddenly, and then threw Miao right under the horse.Carrying the seedlings to the right, they plundered into the courtyard next to them.

The two horses neighed.

And this naturally attracted the attention of the master who was passing by in the night.

They are of course the Vice Palace Master Pojun.

They retreated along the main street into the city, and encountered Miao Youli and the other two, which can be said to be accidental, but objectively, it is neither inevitable nor inevitable.

With the perception of a real martial arts master, it is impossible for Miao Youli and the two to escape their perception when they are galloping on the street.

In just a few seconds, Pojun Deputy Palace Master and others landed beside the two war horses.

The Deputy Palace Master Po Jun frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "There are masters."

This is a no-brainer.

If it is not a master, it is impossible to perceive their breath.And in such a short period of time, he avoided it.

Seeing that there were no soldiers coming to pursue him, he winked at the masters behind him.

The masters understood and swept around.

Anyone who can ride a war horse must be a member of the Song army.And those who can have masters to protect them must have a high status in the Song army.

Even though it might be just two masters planning to rush to the city to help them, they don't mind spending some time to kill these two masters.

Anyway, there is no army coming from behind now.

In the courtyard next to the street, Miao Youli and Shangyuanjing Priest hid in the corner under the eaves, their expressions extremely dignified.

At this moment, the two of them didn't even dare to breathe, they both held their breath.

Not to mention talking lightly.

Seeing several black shadows faintly passing by in the night, a figure landed in the yard.The hearts of the two even reached their throats.

At this moment, the eyes of the priest in the Shangyuan Realm flickered, as if he had suddenly made up his mind.

He only turned his head and nodded towards Miao Youli, and then suddenly raised his sword and swept out of the eaves.

His speed was also extremely fast, and he swept up the courtyard wall again in the blink of an eye.

The New Song True Martial Realm master who only fell into the courtyard was much faster than him.

Almost at the moment when the Primordial Priest made a move, the True Martial Realm master felt it.His eyes fell directly on the body of the enshrined in the Shangyuan Realm.

Then two ups and downs landed on the courtyard wall.

(End of this chapter)