One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 145 Martial Saint Attacks Innate
The martial arts masters of the Northwest Alliance Army began to storm the city, and the Grandmasters and Innate Martial Artists of the Beiting Army immediately intercepted it.

During the battle of defending the city just now, they had been recharging their energy and recharging their batteries. They didn't attack everywhere like Song Yun did, they just waited for this moment.

"Get down!"

A few strong bows with iron tires were pulled, and the sharp iron arrows shot down.

Those who are not good at archery throw swords and short spears and throw them vigorously to attack the northwest masters who are climbing the wall.

The faces of all the officers in Beiting were very solemn, if they didn't make a move, they would do it, and if they did, they would do their best.

The force of this attack is too strong, if they are not ruthless, they may not be able to pull a few backs even if they die.

Below, the five grandmasters from the northwest stood in front of them, and from time to time, they would fight back with qi, or shoot hidden weapons upwards.

All of a sudden, on the outer side of the city wall, black shadows moved back and forth, screaming continuously, and the sound of hidden weapons and armor colliding could be heard endlessly.

The scene became chaotic, but it was a cover for Song Yun's attack.

In this environment, it is not too easy for Wu Sheng to assassinate Xiantian.

Flying stones shot out one after another, made a strange turn in the air, bypassed the five Northwest Grandmasters, and went straight to the enemy Xiantian.

Whizzing……

These flying stones are blessed by the means of martial arts, and the flying movement is small, but the speed is faster.

In the blink of an eye, the brows or eye sockets that hit the target are deeply embedded, leaving behind hideous blood holes.

Puff, puff, puff, corpses fell powerlessly from the city wall.

There was still deep fear and doubt in the dead man's eyes, and he didn't know which way of strong man he was until he died, and he insisted on making trouble with these innates.

The five northwest masters tried their best to resist the attack, toss and turn, and go up smoothly all the way, only two feet away from the top of the city.

But gradually, they felt that something was wrong with the movement below. When the five of them looked back, they were so shocked that they almost fell off the city wall.

In just this little time, most of the six No. 70 geniuses they brought were dead!

The rest of them also looked terrified, and a little flinched.

"What's going on? Is there a master and a strong man who is specifically sniping Xiantian?"

The five Northwest Grandmasters were so angry that their teeth itched, but they didn't intend to retreat, and instead accelerated their upward speed.

According to intelligence, there are no more than three Grandmasters of the Beiting Army staying in Anxi, and they are already at a disadvantage.

At the moment of the grand master battle, they still dare to expend their precious energy to kill Xiantian.

This kind of behavior is the same as throwing stones with bare hands before, because he thinks his life is too long!
"If you kill the Xiantian, we will kill the Grandmaster and see who has the greater loss!"

At the top of the city, a Beiting general also gradually discovered the abnormality, and was surprised and delighted:

"Dozens of Xiantians died all of a sudden, who did it? So fast?"

Everyone in Beiting shook their heads again.

"I'm afraid it's still the hidden expert who threw stones."

Another Beiting warrior laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter who it is, it's my Beiting man, good kill!"

A faint look of joy appeared on the faces of all the officers.

Before getting close, half of the opponent was dead, and the pressure was greatly reduced.

If you try harder, the opponent may not be able to fight them.

In the distant army formation, Song Yun smiled slightly, flicked with five fingers, and quickly shot more than a dozen flying stones.

Guo Xin also sensed something was wrong, and leaned over and asked, "Deputy Song, did you do it?"

"What did I do?" Song Yun looked blank.

Guo Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head. He understood that Song Yun had good intentions and was taking the risk of being exposed, so he didn't say any more.

Song Yun walked a little further and continued to kill Xiantian.

The stone comes out, the blood rises, and the person falls, the technique is simple and efficient.

When the five Northwest Grandmasters rushed to the top of the city angrily, the innates who followed behind were all dead, not a single one was left!
The five pushed aside the oncoming arrows, gritted their teeth and stared at the opposite Beiting general, snorting coldly:
"You two are not afraid of death. How many percent of your physical strength do you have left to kill our Xiantian with such great effort?"

"You guys can't move anymore, it's our turn to make a move!"

The two Beiting generals were taken aback for a moment, and then they laughed, "Your grandfather, I am still [-]% strong!"

After finishing speaking, each raised his sword and rushed forward.

A group of innate martial artists from Beiting were also supporting them, harassing and restraining them, and taking turns resisting when an enemy master came to kill him.

Innate siege of the Grandmaster, as a common tactic, the Beiting Army often practiced.

Therefore, the generals in Beiting didn't panic at all, they fought more and less at a time, and cooperated closely enough to stabilize the situation, and there were no casualties.

Song Yun was not in a hurry, and walked secretly in the army formation, always paying attention to the situation of the battle.

Hua Lengzi sent out a flying stone, hitting every vital point in the Northwest Grandmaster's body.

Even if they fail to injure them, it will cause their moves to be deformed, making it difficult to display their true combat power.

Now the two Beiting warriors saw it clearly, and they were secretly startled:
"The strength and precision of this shot are beyond the reach of ordinary grandmasters."

"Our army's elite have obviously gone to attack Beiyuan. When did such a top expert stay in the city?"

The five grandmasters in the Northwest suffered unspeakably, and their hands and feet were bound.

Every time he wanted to muster up all his energy to start a killing spree, a flying stone hit him, and he held back his breath, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

They were so aggrieved that they couldn't help feeling chills in their hearts, "Which kind of strong man is it? If you insist on making a secret move, is this trying to kill us?"

Looking left and right, there are crowds of people around, the Beiting army is far and near, and I can't find where the hidden master is.

After fighting for dozens of moves, the five grandmasters were exhausted. Knowing that it was difficult to break through, they let out a long sigh helplessly, swung their knives to force the Beiting warrior away, turned over and jumped off the top of the wall.

This aggressive attack by the Northwest coalition forces was anticlimactic. Under Song Yun's covert intervention, they made no achievements and instead suffered heavy losses.

"Wan Sheng!" The Beiting soldiers shouted excitedly, raising their weapons high.

After the five Northwest Grandmasters landed, they heard the cheers from the top of the city, and secretly hated them, "A hidden master, right? Looks like we have to be ruthless too!"

At the top of the city, the two generals of the Northern Court looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the Northwest Grandmaster fleeing back to the enemy line.

In this battle, according to the original estimate, these masters and innate martial artists are likely to be completely wiped out.
Desperate three or four Northwest Grandmasters have reached their limit.

Afterwards, the Northern Allied Forces would definitely take the opportunity to attack the city aggressively, but the Northern Army had no masters to take the lead, so they could only abandon the city walls, retreat into the city, and fight brutal street battles.

By the time the reinforcements arrived, the five thousand soldiers in the city had already suffered heavy casualties.

There is a huge disparity in the number of enemies and ourselves, and there is no room for fighting, so the battle can only go like this.

However, that mysterious master lurking in the dark changed all of this with his own strength by relying on powerful means!
The two Beiting warriors jumped lightly, stood on a low wall, looked around, found nothing unusual, but still cupped their hands in the direction of the crowd:
"I don't know where the brother is. He helped me a lot. Xie He is very grateful. Let's not talk about anything else. Let's drink together after the war!"

Another warrior also smiled and said: "Brother is good at kung fu. If there is a chance in the future, I, Niu Biao, will definitely learn from you."

Xie He and Niu Biao looked around the crowd again, but before they got a response, they understood that the other party was determined not to show up, so they clasped their hands again, turned over and jumped off the low wall, and went their separate ways.

The most ferocious attack of the Northwest Allied Forces was repulsed, but the gap between the enemy and us was still too large, and the enemy still had various methods to threaten the city wall.

The two generals could only put this matter aside and continue busy arranging the defense of the city.

Seeing that they had won a battle, the Beiting soldiers were very excited.

Song Yun frowned slightly. He heard what the Northwest Grandmaster said, and he also faintly felt that there was more and more movement in the distant enemy formation.

In the next battle, the influence he can exert may not be great...

(End of this chapter)