Martial Arts: A Chinese Ghost Story, Huang Rong Tears

In the hall.

All the guests seemed to have glimpsed the crazy night of flint falling from Li Qiye's words!
Li Qiye's voice was cold and devoid of emotion:
"However, on the field outside the city, all movement stopped abruptly, and the dense arrow rain and those flints stopped together!"

The silence speaks!
The audience wanted to say something, but their chests seemed to be suppressed by the atmosphere, and they couldn't even breathe smoothly!
Li Qiye's narration continues:

"The infantry outside the city wall suddenly went back home. Next, the archers of Xiu Kingdom had a second round of handover. The eyes of these archers were extremely sharp. They looked at the burning city gate and raised their hands again. longbow!"

"Kill!"

Li Qiye's voice alone was like a thousand horses, piercing the eardrums of the audience like thunder.

They experienced the scenes in the storybook personally!

In that scene, the soldiers of the Lower Tang Army raised their heads high, and everyone held a huge steel giant shield in their hands, like a gathered steel dragon!
After the rain of arrows falling from the city wall of Shangyang City touched this incomparably magnificent steel dragon, they were bounced to the ground like thin threads!

The head of this long steel dragon is a huge siege machine, rushing with a rhino horn!

On the siege equipment made of this towering tree, the soldiers of Xia Tang endowed it with real murderous aura!
A team of more than [-] people carried this huge rhinoceros horn and charged unstoppably at the city gate that was burning with flames!
During Li Qiye's dictation, all the guests present were trembling from the shock of the movement, restless!

Similarly, the archers from Xiu Kingdom finally completed the handover, and the second round of Arrow Rain, the carrier Flame, shot at the Li Guo soldiers on the top of the city!
The entire night sky was burned into day by this majestic flame of war!

The rhinoceros horn rushed like a ferocious rock, crashing into the city gate under Shangyang Pass over and over again. Under the cover of the archers, the city wall that was burned by the fire was quickly turmoiled, leaving The national flag was burned by the fire, turning into pieces of ashes and falling down!

The soldiers from Liguo could no longer endanger the soldiers who were attacking the city. More than 30 soldiers pulled the iron chains of the rhino horns, making the rusty city gate crack again and again!
Rust rust scattered down, under such a rapid offensive, it only became a matter of time before the city was broken!

"But that Xiyuan finally showed a smile, and he said to his uncle Xiyan, within half an hour, this city gate will definitely collapse. Bring this heavy thing to Shangyang Pass, right?"

Li Qiye dictated in a breathless tone.

"However, Xi Yan shook his head. He understood that Ying Wuyi would never sit still. All the weapons are just tools of war. Only people can really control the situation on the battlefield, that is, those who are full of fighting spirit." warrior!"

"The word became a prophecy, just as Xi Yan's words fell here, there was finally a movement in the originally dead and silent city of Shangyang. It was 1 or tens of thousands of soldiers screaming and gathering together, as if they were woken up. the lion's wrath!"

"In an instant, the coalition forces of various princes gathered together, and the commanders of each army also looked at each other in a tacit understanding!"

"They have already expected it. After all, this is a certainty. If a million catties of firewood, mixed with those sulfur and flint, is thrown into Shangyang City in such bad weather, Ying Wuyi will definitely not be able to bear this shame!"

"However, Xi Yuan's face on the other side finally changed. He immediately wanted to take back the soldiers who were attacking the city, but Xi Yan shook his head!"

"At the moment when he shook his head, the gate of Shangyang City finally opened. It was not knocked open by external force, but completely opened from the inside!"

"Ying Wuyi finally led his soldiers to rush out. The soldiers from the country in red armor, once they left the city, they were like a crimson tide, and they completely swallowed up the attacking team in an instant. !"

"Shangyangguan has ten city gates, and all ten city gates are opened at this moment. The gates of each city are like the sluice gates that have been removed. In the midst of these surging red tides, people from Liguo The battle flag rose again, hotter than before, hotter than the flames on the city wall!"

Li Qiye's voice became hoarse and ever-changing!
At this moment, the audience heard shouts of killing from all directions, and they saw Lei Bicheng, an old man in black robe, raised his arms high above the city of Shangyang Pass!
Chaos!

The fire of chaos!

Finally, it completely detonated today!
"The crimson tide rushed forward and beat towards the allied forces of the princes. Those archers from the Xiu Kingdom also bent their bows and set up arrows. In an instant, countless arrows rained down!"

"But even such a raging rain of arrows, when facing these red tides, is like a mud cow entering the sea, and it can't slow down the force of the tide at all!"

"Those bodies of flesh and blood from Liguo were bathed in the rain of arrows, as if they were bathed in the spring rain bestowed by the gods. Finally, the infantry regiments among the princes also started to move. They went against the crimson tide, and they also A warrior who is not afraid of death!"

In the ears of those listeners, there is no bustle in the inn at this moment, but the roaring shouts of killing, and there is no feast of wine and meat in front of their eyes, and there is only the tragic hell under the Shangyang Pass , Flesh flying everywhere!
"After witnessing all of this, Bai Yi on the tower finally couldn't help admiring, because he knew best that he had already poisoned the water source of Shangyang Pass, but after hundreds of years of poisoning, the distance from The red tides in China still have absolute fighting power!"

"That is the only powerful infantry in the world today. If you want the coalition forces of these princes to completely seal them here, it will be too difficult after all. It is so difficult that there is little hope!"

"Who is more or less the winner of the two sides? Who will win and who will lose in this battle? Bai Yi doesn't have an accurate answer in his heart. He can only toast to the other generals cup by cup to drive away the clash of swords. The iron-cold cold!"

"After several negotiations, various changes have occurred on the battlefield. Xi Yan knows that the specific quality of the Xiatang soldiers is far inferior to that of the Liguo soldiers, but he finally gave the order!"