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Chapter 723
The street goes east and west.

Liangqing's attack on the east side was the most violent; on the other side, the arrows were much sparser, obviously trying to force the group to go west.

Numerous long irons with pointed ends and round bodies shuttled across the gap between the powerful arrows, and nailed into the tall beams and wide pillars on both sides of the street.

The shape of the front end of the long iron is the same as that of an iron nail. It is nearly one foot long and two inches in diameter. For some reason, the utensils were sent out, and the castration was extremely strong. Once it entered the beam, it disappeared. It was obviously pulling something, and the arrow flew past its shuttle trajectory, changing direction for no reason.

Mu Dian could understand what situation he was in.

——It’s the wind-cut iron!
It is not the ten-foot-cut wind iron that can only be stretched into three or five strands that I encountered on the streets of Gusu last time, but five large nets regardless of cost and price, a tight cover-all ways out It was sealed, except for the earth escape.

Under the attack of the rain of arrows, Chang Qianfo and the others had no time to stop the long iron threaded by the lead wire. It only took a moment to complete the cage.

Chang Qianfo is the only seedling from two generations of the Chang family. From the perspective of outsiders, it must have been spoiled and raised.In fact, Chang Jihai is kind and harsh to this only grandson who will continue to shoulder the big burden in the future, and he beats him all the time, so he has cultivated his calm mind when he encounters troubles.

The current situation is very clear to Chang Qianfo, once the net cage is woven, he and Liang Qing and others will be trapped in the cage, fearing that they will be shot into a sieve by thousands of arrows if they cannot wait for rescue.

For the current plan, only by desperately protruding one person, cleaning up the periphery, and waiting for help, can we win a chance of life.

With Mu Dianke on his own, it is absolutely impossible to escape.We can only rely on Liangqing.

Now that he had made up his mind, he took a big step forward, summoned the internal strength of his whole body, concentrated his strength on the spine of the knife, swung wildly and violently, and forcefully knocked away several long irons in front of him.

A short gap suddenly appeared in the dense line track.

The price was an arrow in Chang Qianfo's forearm.

"Go!" He shouted loudly, his voice was firm and harsh.

Liang Qing's eyebrows twitched, he hesitated for a moment, and then swung his knife and rushed out against the impenetrable rain of arrows.

As soon as Liangqing left, the pressure to fight against the arrow attack from the east fell on Chang Qianfo alone.

Mu Dian's muscles and bones were all damaged, although he was holding a short sword, he couldn't catch the arrow's force, so he couldn't help.The coachman has to deal with the arrows coming from the west, and it is impossible to have both sides.

Chang Qianfo took a step back, avoiding the sharp edge of the long iron, and only concentrated on intercepting the arrow, so as not to hurt Mu Dianke and the coachman behind him.

He was originally good at hand skills, his shoulders, elbows, arms and fingers were flexible, and he turned his wrists and arms enduring the pain of the arrow. He danced the heavy iron knife into a round shield that can be shrunk and shrunk, and can be moved freely. Rain, unbreakable.

Mu Dianke was wrapped tightly around the waist by Chang Qianfo and stuck in his arms.

Knowing her current physical condition, she didn't dare to act hastily to cause trouble for Chang Qianfo, so she could only obediently be led by Chang Qianfo to move left and right, becoming his burden helplessly.

The rain seems to be less.

Mu Dianke raised his face, looked at Chang Qianfo's neck drenched in rain, and looked up at the sky, struggling to see a shimmering silver thread in the thinning rain line.

If she read correctly, the thread was slowly moving downward.

From the start of the offensive to the present, it was only a short moment, and she hadn't had time to figure out the opponent's plan. At this moment, she felt a little light in her heart, but she saw life in this extremely dangerous and evil situation.

At the beginning of the attack, she felt strange.If she were to arrange the ambushes, she would ambush the archers on the corridors on both sides of the street, and wait for the horses and horses to enter the shooting range, and shoot arrows from all directions.Never give the opponent a chance to escape.

Now it seems that the other party either underestimates the enemy, or hates her extremely, and wants to use this slow killing method to torture her little by little, or even defeat her, so as to gain a huge pleasure of achievement.

Either way, it's a good thing for her.

The soldiers on the east side of the street obviously didn't expect that Liang Qing would abandon his master to break through, and after a moment of panic, they resumed their formation and fired quickly.

Liangqing galloped down the long street stepping on the rainwater, splashing waist-deep water waves wherever he passed.The black black iron saber no longer saw its real body, and pushed a solid high wall in front of it, pushing forward all the way, knocking the arrows that were shot in the face and falling back one after another.

This is no longer human-made, it can be called the miracle of gods and demons!
The knees of the soldiers in the front row were weak, and they could hardly hold the crossbow.

You must know that it was Liangqing, and it was Changjiabao's magnificent "Crazy Sword" that crushed all foreign enemies.If there is no wind-cutting iron as a barrier, all of them would be no opponent in such close hand-to-hand combat.

Head-on combat, especially the momentum.

No one can withstand Liangqing's full and frightening fighting spirit.

There were still a few feet away, and some soldiers had abandoned their crossbows, turned around and fled towards the entrance of Changjie.

Liangqing shouted violently, lifted himself up, jumped up, and rushed down like a mad tiger out of a cage, his eyes were full of violent murderous aura.

A gust of wind blew away the dense rain, and the long knife slashed down, and there were five more heads on the ground, rolling to both sides of the street.

This battle cannot be called a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre.

But in just a few breaths, the unstoppable armored soldiers who had shot back with a crossbow just now turned into a pile of dead bodies piled up in the middle of the road.

The disadvantage of waiting to die in the urn was greatly reversed by Liang Qing's successful breakthrough.

The sudden change in the east street made the crossbowmen in the west street feel a chill in their lips and teeth, and gave birth to a kind of deep terror and inconceivability.

It stands to reason that the choice of Buqie Fengtie to kill in this kind of rainy weather, and the location is Sajin Street, where the road is wide and straight, can be used for galloping horses and horses. .

But it just missed.

From the beginning, when Chang Qianfo and his entourage retreated inexplicably; to Liangqing She Changqianfo who was known for his loyalty to break through alone;

"Master Liang!" Mu Dianke shouted through the rain curtain, pointing to the top of his head, and then to the sides: "There are organs in the building, and the wind-cutting iron is falling."

Liangqing's face changed suddenly, and before turning back, the doors of two shops on both sides of the street were wide open, and figures in blue and gray Taoist robes flew out of the door openings, everyone holding long swords, and quickly assembled into a formation.

Seven people in blue robes stood in the shape of a bucket; there were also two people in gray robes, left and right of the Prime Minister, whose traces were uncertain.

——Seven appearances and two hidden ones, presenting the "Nine Stars of the Big Dipper".

Now Mu Dian finally knew who was going to kill her.

Although both groups of archers were wearing the armor and military boots of Huxiao Battalion, and the crossbows they held were also the military standard, their marching pace was obviously different from that of well-trained soldiers in the army.

Fang Xian was obviously framed by someone.

Since it was a group of Taoist priests who came, Xin Yang himself must have arrived as well.

In a narrow iron shop on the side of the street, an old man with white eyebrows slowly opened his eyes.The old Taoist is dressed in a gray-blue cloth robe, with a white dust whisk in his arms, long beard hanging down to his knees, and his body is like a mantis, which is of a unique style.

"Mu Si—a formidable enemy," the old man said slowly, "It must be eliminated."

(End of this chapter)