Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 771 Siege
Chapter 771 Siege
Wei Jinlin was so angry that he swung his sword and beheaded a forbidden soldier who was kneeling and worshiping the little emperor on the spot.

"The Emperor has passed away. The Empress Dowager personally looked at Lian, so you can see clearly with your eyes wide open that the one below the gate tower is not the real Dragon Emperor at all, but a counterfeit brought by the War King Long Yu for the purpose of treason."

The city tower was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood.

The head of the beheaded imperial soldier was in a different place, and the bloody head rolled several times on the ground.

Wei Jinlin's ruthless move scared the imperial guards who were kneeling down to pay respects to the little emperor and dared not make a sound.

"Anyone who dares to talk nonsense and shake the morale of the army will end up like this."

Wei Jinlin had a cold face, and the cold light swept away from his eyes.

The backs of those imperial guards kneeling on the ground were soaked with sweat, so they could only listen to Wei Jinlin's words for now, got up from the ground, and continued to face the Nine Thousand Dragon Yan Army under the tower with their weapons.

Wei Jinlin frowned, glaring angrily at the people downstairs, and finally locked his eyes on the Zhanwang Longyu.

"War King Long Yu forced the palace to rebel, listen to the general's password, kill the rebels, shoot and kill, take the bow, and let the arrows go."

In an instant, countless sharp bows were set up on the high floors, and the flaming arrows flew down, densely weaving into a fiery red net, roaring towards the Nine Thousand Dragon Flame Army.

"Shield, block."

Long Xiao squinted his eyes, sneered and ordered.

As soon as he gave an order, the speed of the Longyan army was even faster than the arrows coming from the roaring tigers, and the Longyan army stepped forward one after another.

The first team squatted down and erected their heavy shields. The second team jumped on the shoulders of the first team and erected their shields again. The third and fourth teams followed suit.

In just a few blinks of an eye, a tall and thick protective wall was formed.

The arrows from the tiger's roar hit the protective wall formed by the man and the shield, and the protective wall stood motionless.

The little emperor was protected behind the protective wall, staring in shock at the protective wall formed by the man and the shield.

It is really worthy of the Longyan Army, no army in the Great Chu Dynasty can match this army.

Thousands of arrows were fired, but they failed to break through the opponent's protective wall.

Wei Jinlin waved his hands and roared furiously on the tower.

"Don't stop, continue shooting arrows for General Ben."

A young general standing beside him wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said cautiously: "General, we are almost running out of arrows."

The little emperor passed away, Zhanwang Mansion, and Qin Mansion were besieged, and all those who might cause changes were controlled. Wei Hua and his son were extremely confident, so Wei Jinlin only had thousands of arrows to use.

After the rain of arrows fell, the city tower was scorched black.

But the Nine Thousand Dragon Flame Army was not damaged at all.

Long Xiao raised his eyes and stared at Wei Jinlin, who had a ferocious face on the top of the city tower, who was in a panic. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

The men of the Wei family are really trash.

"No more arrows, withdraw the shield."

"Yes, chief."

He gave an order, and the Longyan army with shields retreated back in a well-trained manner.

"Now it's time for us to perform."

Long Xiao looked at Wei Jinlin mockingly, and whistled.

"Some people protected the little emperor and the war king, and the other part followed the leader to attack the city."

"Yes, chief."

Long Xiao touched his feet, rose into the air and flew towards the towering city wall, his ink clothes fluttering.

Thousands of Longyan troops followed closely behind him, rushing forward, like a fierce flood sweeping towards the towering palace wall, unstoppable.

Wei Jinlin was overwhelmed when he witnessed the counterattack of Longyan's army.

Where did Long Yu get such a powerful army?

This question flashed through his mind, and he couldn't allow him to think about it, because Long Xiao had already held the ink fan and was pressing against his chest.

The pretentious ink fan in Long Xiao's hand is actually an extremely powerful weapon - people in the world call ghosts worry about it.

The fan bone of the ink fan is made of black iron, it has been polished to be extremely sharp, cutting the iron like mud is like a sword, and there are hidden weapons hidden in the fan, taking human life is like cutting vegetables and melons, making ghosts worry when they see it, so It's called a ghost.

"Where is the thief, dare to help Zhan Wanglong in his plot?"

Wei Jinlin yelled at Long Xiao as he encountered the block with his sword.

It's a pity that before the rebellion was said, a black iron needle flew out from the surface of Long Xiao's ink fan. The iron needle rubbed against the air and made a soft swishing sound. It shot through Wei Jinlin's throat.

Wei Jinlin only felt his neck was bitten by a mosquito, but before he could react, he was already top-heavy, unsteady and fell to the ground.

After he fell to the ground, the pain in his neck became clear. He reached out and touched the blood on his hand. He stared at his blood-stained hand, his eyes gradually became lax.

"Who are you?"

He moved his eyes, staring at Long Xiao with horror.

Looking at Long Xiao up close, he realized what a terrifying man he was.

Long Xiao went up the tower, walked up to Wei Jinlin, stepped on his chest, and the sole of his shoe crushed him.

"Why, if you want to be a sensible ghost, then I will tell you out of kindness that my surname is Long Dan and the last name is Xiao, and I am the leader of the Longyan Army. Now that you know my identity, you can die now. "

"Long Yan. Army."

Wei Jinlin tried his best to support his consciousness, and tried his best to think about the origin of Long Yanjun.

I have been in charge of the Imperial Guard with my father for many years, but I have never heard of this army, and there is no record of this army in the Ministry of War.

Wei Jinlin racked his brains to think, and finally thought of something, and looked at Long Xiao with even more fearful eyes.

It is rumored that at the beginning of the founding of the Great Chu Dynasty, there was a celestial soldier lion. Could it be that the celestial soldier lion was the previous life of the Longyan Army.

"Hehe, I have guessed the origin of this leader. It seems that General Wei is not as stupid as this leader imagined."

Long Xiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Wei Jinlin and smiled.

At this moment, the smile on the corner of Long Xiao's mouth was warm, but it fell into Wei Jinlin's eyes, but Wei Jinlin seemed to have fallen into the ice cellar, his body sank into the ice cellar bit by bit, and his eyes were dark.

Long Xiao saw that he closed his eyes, moved his feet away, and waved the ink fan in his hand.

The sharp fan bones suddenly emitted a few cold lights, and in a flash, Wei Jinlin's head was in a different place.

The ink fan beheaded Wei Jinlin's head, but it wasn't stained with Wei Jinlin's blood at all, it was still shiny and dazzlingly black.

Long Xiao bent down, frowned with disgust, picked up Wei Jinlin's hair, picked up a long spear from the ground, strung Wei Jinlin's head on a string, and hung Wei Jinlin's head on the tower.

"Wei Jinlin, a rebellious minister and traitor, has been killed by the leader. You put down your weapons and quickly abandon the dark and turn to the bright. Don't be implicated, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."

(End of this chapter)