martial arts accelerator

Chapter 207 City Preservation
The fragrance of ink and wash books should be indifferent and peaceful, but at this moment it turns into a sharp arrow hanging high, but it makes people feel powerless.

"go with!"

Xu Fuzhi raised his hand and waved, and the ink arrow fell down in response.

Silent and breathless, it is terrifying.

On the sporadic city walls, everyone's thoughts were condensed, but they couldn't be stopped at all.

Feng Chengyi took a long breath and closed his eyes helplessly.

The long arrow reached the sky, and the city was about to be destroyed. The five-color radiance merged into one and suddenly rose.

"Ling Feiyan?!"

Zhao Zhizhong exclaimed.

The ink arrow whizzed past, but failed to pierce the flexible mask after all, and its momentum was exhausted.

Xu Fuzhi stretched out his hand and shook it.

"break!"

The ink arrow exploded on the spot, turning into countless ink drops.

After doing all this, Xu Fuzhi disappeared again.

At the same time, a stream of five-colored light came to where he was standing just now.

Ling Feiyan frowned and glanced left and right.

After searching unsuccessfully, a layer of water rippled.

Zhao Zhizhong was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly drove the golden dragon over.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a roar of the tiger, Zhang Yong scratched through several dragon scales with one grasp.

"Why is Mr. Zhao leaving in such a hurry now?"

Zhao Zhizhong felt helpless, but had to fight with Zhang Yong.

On the other side, several waves of water spread out, and finally at a certain location, the ripples were blocked.

Xu Fu's body was stained with ink, showing his figure.

Ling Feiyan stepped forward to attack, her hands shining with light.

Before he had time to write complicated words, Xu Fuzhi drew a circle with his pen and turned it into a shield to block in front of him.

The black color collapses at the touch of a touch, and the five-color brilliance rushes forward again and again.

Xu Fuzhi made ten strokes in a row, Ling Feiyan made ten strokes in a row.

"Ok?"

About to hit the opponent, Ling Feiyan frowned, the light changed, and the scorching red light quickly evaporated the ink clinging to her hand.

A word "Shou" appeared at some time, blocking Xu Fu's body.

I saw him holding a pen with both hands, writing "illness" with his left hand and "sleepy" with his right hand, speeding up with one word, and blocking the enemy with one word, after a few dodges, he has joined Zhao Zhizhong's soldiers.

Ling Feiyan smiled helplessly, broke the ink characters with a wave of her hand, and walked towards Zhang Yong.

"Master, why are you back?"

"Did I say I wouldn't come back?"

Zhang Yong pursed his lips and wisely did not answer.

Ling Feiyan rolled her eyes at him, and then said: "Bring them to a safe place, and I will naturally come back to take a look."

While speaking, Zhao and Xu on the other side moved again.

Ling Feiyan asked in a deep voice: "What are you going to do?"

The ink-colored water curtain took shape, and Zhang Yong also had a lot of understanding of the methods of these two people.

"I've done everything that needs to be done. At this point, I can only see Mr. Feng himself."

In the stretches of moats, the flames were doused with ink.

After the smoke cleared, Liangzhou's dilapidated city walls were exposed to the front of the Wu army.

In the sunshine, a soldier rushed to the top of the mountain.

"General Chen, noon is approaching."

Chen Wenyuan looked at the sky.

"Keep attacking!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers retreated, and the military order spread.

"General Chen has an order! Continue to attack!"

The fighting resumed, and tens of thousands of people advanced together, crushing towards Liangzhou City.

The pattering arrows on the city wall, and the sporadic rolling stones and fallen trees seemed quite weak.

Feng Chengyi tore at his throat, drew out his saber and went into battle in person, and all the guards fought hard, protecting the left and right.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood filled the gaps in the city wall.

Although Liangzhou soldiers fought one after another, it was still difficult to stop the enemy, and the battle line moved back inch by inch.

All the soldiers gritted their teeth and waved their knives numbly.

"boom blah blah"

The ground trembled faintly.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and two teams of cavalry suddenly rushed out from the left and right sides, rushing all the way, and instantly dispersed the Wu Guo army formation in front of the city gate.

Suddenly, Feng Chengzhi raised his head.

"This is."

One of them rode his horse and shouted:
"Report to General Feng! I am the vanguard of General Fan!"

On the top of Liangjieling Mountain, Chen Wenyuan saw the reinforcements rushing out, he couldn't stand steadily, so he quickly stepped forward to support him.

"God bless me, it's not the fault of the war."

Chen Wenyuan looked up to the sky and sighed, clenching his teeth.

"withdraw troops!"

The desolate and distant sound of horns resounded across the field, and the military army's advancing momentum was exhausted.

In the sky, Zhao Zhizhong and Xu Fuzhi looked at each other and nodded.

Jinlong twisted his body, rolled the two of them together, and went northwestward through the sky.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Zhang Yong turned his head and looked towards the ground.

Outside the city of Liangzhou, densely packed soldiers of the Wu Kingdom fought and retreated towards Liangjie Ridge. The cavalry who came out of nowhere charged bravely and stopped after chasing for several miles.

"Why did you suddenly withdraw your troops?"

Zhang Yong was about to ask, when a faint fragrance floated beside him, Ling Feiyan had already fallen down.

"It's really a retreat."

After scanning the system and confirming that it was correct, Zhang Yong hastily followed.

With ruins and ruins, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Feng Chengyi was covered with scars, standing with a knife, watching the enemy retreat like a tide, as if in a dream.

"Liangzhou City is defended?"

"Liangzhou City is defended!"

Feng Chengyi fell to the ground, laughing loudly.

"Reporting to the general, the defenders were injured 1000, 26, and 92 were killed."

A general has taken over the city defense and is arranging post-war affairs.

Ling Feiyan rushed to the government office early and has not returned yet. Zhang Yong found a corner at random and was looking at the chivalrous value. He said, "12, 12, hehe." He couldn't wait to find a place to improve his skills.

"General Yang, this is Mr. Zhang. It is thanks to him and Hall Master Ling that we were able to defend the city this time."

"what?"

Zhang Yong looked at the strange face beside Xu San.

The man stood up straight: "Your Majesty General Fan, Yang Yi, met Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Yong was a little embarrassed by his strict appearance.

"Okay, okay, just call me Zhang Yong, don't you guys arrive in two days? Why are you here so fast?"

"General Fan knew the urgency of the battle, so he divided up all the horses in the army. We came here with two horses."

"Oh, it's amazing."

Zhang Yong nodded and asked again: "Do you know what happened to the Wu Kingdom yesterday?"

Yang Yi stood up and replied: "Wu Guo's withdrawal of troops is also related to this matter. We have just received the news that Xiao Tianruo led the masters of the six sects to kill Faru Temple. Not coming back."

"Wait, what are you talking about? Xiao Tianruo led the masters of the six sects to kill Faru Temple? Where is this going?"

This old devil actually has a day to help me?Zhang Yong didn't turn the corner all at once.

"It is said that Xiao Tianruo testified that Faru Temple secretly practiced murderous demon skills. With convincing evidence, the six factions worked together to destroy Faru Temple."

"Hiss~ Doesn't this matter sound so simple?"

Zhang Yong was wondering what was going on, Ling Feiyan came together with Wang Zhiyuan, and asked from a distance: "Zhang Yong, the war in Liangzhou is over, do you want to go to Xinguo with us?"

Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows, and Wang Zhiyuan waved his hands again and again: "Without me, I would still stay in Qiguo."

Zhang Yong nodded and said seriously: "Master, I want to visit Faru Temple."

　After procrastinating and procrastinating, I finally finished writing this scene. In fact, the effect is not very satisfactory. I originally wanted to write something more grand, but my level is limited and I am also limited by the lack of foreshadowing.

　　The end will come later, and the pace will be accelerated as much as possible without affecting the reading experience.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)