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

Chapter 28 Half City Ruins
While several people were still talking, a Jing Bing with a blackened face came to report:

"General, the fire on the wall of the east gate has been extinguished, and the infantry can pass through!"

Bai Yingqi was overjoyed, "Good job, I have a reward!"

Sikong Cuo gave him a hard look, and then said to Jing Bing: "The firefighting team will go down to rest first, prepare sandbags, and be on standby at any time."

"Yes!"

Sikong made a mistake and turned his head, the soldiers under his command were already ready to go.

"Part of the elite of the third rank and above, follow me. The rest of the people guard the north of the city, and make sure not to make the same mistake as before!"

The crowd agreed in unison.

In order to make up for their mistakes, Meng Su and other hundreds of Jingjun masters volunteered to be the vanguard and rushed to the east gate wall first.

Sikong Cuo, Bai Yingqi, and General Wei were in the middle, also advancing quickly, constantly watching the situation around them.

There are hundreds of Jing Jun masters behind, protecting the backs of several generals, and following carefully.

Sikong Cuo knew that the Tang army was over, except for the assassin.

To deal with this kind of master, it is useless to have too many people, but it is easy to mess up.

Only an elite team composed of warriors and warriors can deal with assassins most efficiently.

A thousand well-trained military elites are enough to kill a natural martial artist - everyone is very confident in this.

There was a Jing general staying behind, with [-] Jing troops stationed in the north of the city, waiting for good news from Sikong Cuo and his party.

The Jing army passed through the top of the east gate, and walked south for a while at the top of the city, condescending, looking at the scene in the south of the city.

Soon, everyone's faces became serious.

Even Bai Yingqi, who was always laughing and cursing, put on a straight face.

Not only the south of the city, but half of Anxi Military Town has been engulfed in flames.

Through the light of the flames, one can vaguely see the corpses of Jing Jun strewn about in the streets and alleys, as well as the half-buried broken spears and broken knives in the dust.

The scorched battle flag was inserted crookedly on the ground, and between the broken and scattered armor, black and red blood had clotted into lumps.

Seeing the tragic scene like purgatory, everyone did not dare to breathe.

The night wind howled, and the flames burning the house made crackling noises.

With a bang from time to time, the house was overwhelmed by the flames and slowly collapsed, burying several corpses underneath.

This is not just the case of one street. If you look ten miles away, there are hundreds of streets and alleys, all of which are the burial places of Jing Jun!

Everyone stood on tiptoe, looked left and right, trying their best to find traces of the surviving comrades.

Unfortunately nothing.

In the south of the city, there is nothing moving except for the flickering flames and the rags blown by the wind.

Sikong Cuo remained calm on the surface, but his hands began to tremble unceasingly.

He has conquered various countries and made great achievements in battle. He has always been good at controlling the situation on the battlefield, and he is in control of all kinds of changes. This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

There are a total of [-] Jingjun main forces, four innate martial artists, and a young master who is good at Taoism and ambitious to make his first contribution.

In half a night, he was killed by a remnant army of less than a thousand people until the whole army was wiped out?
Even if the raging fire caused most of the damage, it is really unimaginable that an assassin can continuously set fire among thousands of troops.

Sikong Cuo wanted to look up to the sky and sigh—what happened to the powerful army that has won many battles in recent years and made all countries fearful?
Are we too weak, or are the assassins too strong?

A thousand elite Jing troops continued to march on the top of the city. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Walking along the city wall for a small half circle, everyone saw the situation of half of Anxi Army Town.

The city was in ruins, with corpses all over the ground, and there was no living person to be found.

The south gate was closed tightly, and thousands of Jingguo Liefengriders were still waiting outside the gate, indicating that the Tang army or assassins had not escaped from the south gate.

Looking at this extremely tragic scene, General Wei couldn't help breaking the silence, "Could it be that they all died together?"

Bai Yingqi walked all the way with a dull head, and only then said:

"Tang Jun and our army should have died together, but the assassin is probably still alive."

Sikong Cuo slightly raised his eyebrows, "How do you know?"

Bai Yingqi: "If he dies, I will definitely be able to take back my blood-streaked golden needle. But now I still can't sense the position of the golden needle, which is exactly the same as before."

Sikong Cuo took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "The assassin may still be alive, or may be lurking nearby, everyone be careful!"

After hearing this, the Jing army elite couldn't help being a little creepy, the assassin is still not dead after all this?
Everyone understands that the old soldiers of the Beiting Army were not the main reason for the fall of the Jing Army in the south of the city.

Before the Jing army entered the city to fight in the streets, they marched triumphantly all the way, and soon beat the Beiting army to heavy casualties.

Everyone felt that the odds of victory were within their grasp.

It wasn't until the assassins appeared and started assassinating and setting fires that the situation deteriorated rapidly.

That assassin with weird and fierce methods is the culprit hiding in the depths of the night!

The Jing army elites stayed on the high city wall, their eyes wide open one by one, looking for suspicious signs below the city wall.

General Wei was walking beside Sikong Cuo and Bai Yingqi, his ears moved slightly, and he lowered his head to look down at the city.

"Is there something wrong?" Sikong Cuo and others didn't feel any abnormality, so they didn't react for a while.

The next moment, a heavy wooden barrel was thrown up from under the city.

What followed was an egg-sized purple-cyan hidden weapon.

"Small tricks." General Wei snorted coldly, and his figure moved over like lightning, leaving the top of the city, and he was directly suspended in mid-air.

Catch the barrel with one hand, and stretch out the other hand to shoot it out.

Boom——The invisible Gang Qi burst out vigorously, like a violent gust of wind, instantly covering the hidden weapon that suddenly exploded.

Thousands of sparks sputtered out, but they were blown away abruptly by the stellar qi, drifting away in the strong wind current, and extinguished one after another.

Then General Wei turned around with the wooden barrel floating, took a step in the air, and returned to the top of the city in an instant.

Below the city, a black shadow flashed out from the ruins, and quickly receded into the distance.

It was Song Yun who had been lying in wait for a long time.

At this moment, Song Yun felt a little helpless.

"Martial Dao Grandmaster, there will be a qualitative change in his cultivation—it's flying in the air and releasing waves, it's hard to deal with."

At the top of the city, General Wei locked onto the black shadow at a glance, but he didn't end up chasing it, he just continued to guard Sikong Cuo and Bai Yingqi.

But Sikong Cuo and Bai Yingqi looked at each other and shouted at the same time: "Chasing!"

Bai Yingqi took the lead, jumped directly from the top of the wall, and followed the direction where the black shadow disappeared.

Sikong Cuo followed closely behind with a team of elites.

They both knew very well that the only one who could deal with this assassin was General Wei.

General Wei was only in charge of protection, so the two of them would put themselves at risk and entangle with the assassin.

At that time, when the martial arts master makes a move, no matter how strong the assassin is, he is only an innate martial artist, can he still turn the world upside down?

In the messy streets, Bai Yingqi stepped forward and chased after him, his eyes flickering.

"I have Taoism, but I can win by surprise. If I win this person, I will be able to lead the army independently in the future!"

(End of this chapter)