V2.Chapter 253

The arrow flew so fast that the soldier didn't even react. He heard a puff in his ears. The arrow hit his throat. The soldier's eyes were wide open and his body had fallen straight down_ （)

Seeing his brother shot and killed by the enemy, the wind Army soldiers were surprised and angry. Unexpectedly, the garrison in the town still had such a powerful marksman. Liu Quan took a deep breath, turned back and shouted, "the whole army is ready to attack!"

When he gave an order, the commanders passed on his orders one after another, and the wind troops of all formations took off their long bows, put arrows on the strings, and were ready to attack at any time.

Liu Quan drew out his sword, waved it forward and shouted, "attack -"

WOW! All the people in the army are marching forward. When they reached 150 steps away from the adobe wall, there were scattered arrows flying in front of them, and they were extremely accurate. Arrows and arrows could kill soldiers and soldiers.

From time to time, someone fell to the ground with an arrow in the wind army camp, but this is not enough to affect the propulsion speed of the wind army. When the whole army camp has entered the adobe wall, the arrow array of the wind army begins to be powerful.

Tens of thousands of people were divided into two groups and shot arrows in turns. Just in an instant, the adobe wall was filled with black plumes, and the screams of the defenders came from behind the wall from time to time.

Before long, the wind army in front of him was nearly thirty steps away. At this time, the soldiers put away their bows and arrows, brushed out their swords, and took down the crossbow pinned to their waist with their other hand.

The power of the crossbow can be maximized in a close confrontation. Under the continuous pressure of the crossbow, the defenders behind the wall dare not even expose their heads and can only shrink behind the wall. In this way, the advance of the wind army becomes more smooth.

Soon, Sergeant Feng had climbed the wall, and the first group of people who went up became the living handles of the Zhen army. Spears, swords and swords stabbed them from all directions. Some Sergeant Feng were stabbed into a sieve on the spot, while others jumped off the wall and smashed their bodies into the garrison.

The first group of Fengjun fell down and then came up again. The second and third groups... The charge of Fengjun was just fierce and continued, wave after wave, wave after wave. Soon after the two sides made positive contact, the wall was broken through by Fengjun, and the two sides launched a face-to-face hand battle.

Tang Yin, who watched the battle, slowly drew out his double swords, looked left and right, and said to Jiang Fan, Cheng Jin, a San, a Si and others, "let's go! Let's help the brothers too!"

While talking, he covered his soul armor, channeled his double swords and rushed to the battlefield ahead.

Jiang Fan and others did not dare to neglect, so they hurried up and participated in the fierce battle between the two armies with Tang Yin. This time, Tang Yin didn't kill in a big way. Basically, the blade was inward and the back was outward. He smashed the Zhen army with the back, mainly to knock out the enemy.

This is a battle without any suspense. The strength and combat effectiveness of both sides are not at the same level at all. Even though there are many sharpshooters and brave people in the Zhenjun army, after all, the two fists are difficult to defeat the four hands. Soon, the garrison of thousands of people was divided and surrounded by the wind army.

At the end of the war, most of the defenders were killed, and the remaining two or three hundred were captured alive by the wind army.

As in the previous battle, no matter how great the difference in strength between the two sides is, none of the Zhenjun deserts. This makes the wind army as the enemy also have to feel heartfelt admiration.

The garrison was wiped out. Hundreds of soldiers were left to clean the battlefield, rescue the wounded and take care of the prisoners. All other soldiers were scattered to surround the whole town and advance towards the town in a ring.

With the wind army entering the town, Luofang Town, which was originally quiet, seemed like a frying pan. There was a lot of noise and crying, mixed with the abuse of the people and the screams of women and children.

Tang Yin rode into the main street of the town, accompanied by Jiang Fan, Cheng Jin, a San, a Si and Liu Quan.

After entering Luofang Town, Tang Yin looked around and felt that the town was quite prosperous. Although there were not many shops on both sides of the street, there were also many pubs, teahouses, inns, cloth shops, clothes shops, jewelry shops, etc. it was estimated that it was also very busy at ordinary times.

Seeing him looking around from time to time, Liu Quan explained: "king, the country of Zhen has always been strong in the East and weak in the West. The counties in the East are close to other countries and have no war for many years, so they are prosperous. While the counties in the West are often invaded by foreign countries, with continuous wars, barren and backward. CangLin county is next to Shangjing and has a lot of light. It can also be called the leading prosperous county in the country of Zhen."

In fact, Liu Quan is only half right. The East is strong and the west is weak, which refers to the economic aspect, while in the military aspect, it is strong in the West and weak in the East. It is precisely because the East is close to other countries and there is no war, so it is also careless to take precautions, and the folk customs are relatively gentle. However, in the west of Zhen, it has suffered from foreign enemies for many years. There are many checkpoints in all counties and fortresses in groups. When there is an enemy situation, the whole people go to battle. The Allied forces of the six countries also gained a lot of advantages by fighting from east to west.

Tang Yin nodded with a smile. He had carefully studied the situation of Zhenguo and didn't need Liu Quan to explain it to him. However, he smiled at Liu Quan and said, "General Liu knows a lot. That's good. Don't just care about the war in front of him. Knowing more about the situation of the enemy country is also conducive to the use of troops against the enemy."

Hearing the king's praise, Liu Quan was so happy that his mouth opened wide and arched his hand and said, "what the king said is true. I will abide by the instruction."

While talking, I suddenly heard a scream like killing a pig in front of me. Then, there was another loud crash. A sergeant fell out of the teahouse beside the street, fell on his back in the middle of the street, lay on the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Then there was a roar in the teahouse, but soon, with two cries of pain, two more wind Sergeant soldiers bounced out of the teahouse. They also fell in the middle of the street and rolled into a ball with the one who fell out earlier. Seeing this, there was a burst of laughter in the teahouse.

Three Sergeant Feng soldiers struggled to get up from the ground, flushed and gritted their teeth in the direction of the teahouse.

Tang Yin saw it clearly, frowned and hurried the horse over.

When he came to the teahouse, he looked inside. Well, there were still a lot of guests in the teahouse. There were more than twenty. He filled up a few tables in the small teahouse, including men and women, old and young. There was no need to use insight. He could judge them by feeling the fluctuation of the air. Those people were spiritual practitioners.

It's a Ranger! Tang Yin judged the identity of the other party almost at the first time and said in secret that he was in trouble.

Seeing the king coming, the three Sergeant Feng's faces turned from red to white. He tried to resist the pain. He trotted forward and was about to salute and greet them. Tang Yin raised his hand to stop them, and then asked softly, "who hurt you?"

"It's me!" Without waiting for the three soldiers to reply, a white faced young man sitting near the door of the teahouse had said aloud.

Sitting on the horse, Tang Yin had to bend down to see the shape of the speaker. He simply turned over and dismounted, looked up and saw that the young man talking was about 30. He was beautiful, beautiful and handsome, and could be called a talent.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "is it you?"

"That's right! It's me!" The white faced young man returned with a sonorous and forceful voice.

You have a lot of courage! Tang Yin smiled calmly and asked suspiciously, "listen to the accent, you are not a Zhen person."

"I'm from Sichuan."

Sichuan people? What are you doing in Zhenguo? Tang Yin asked, "since you are from Sichuan, why did you help Zhen hurt my brother Fengjun?"

"I'm a Ranger. We live all over the world. No matter where we appear, it's not surprising." The white faced youth said in a solemn voice: "the two countries are at war, and the war should not hurt the innocent people. However, the two armies of Feng and Yu wantonly hunt and kill the people of Zhenguo. People and gods are angry about what they have done. How can we Rangers sit idly by?"

"Well said!" All the other Rangers in the teahouse applauded and listened to the accent. It seems that many of them are Zhen people. Hearing the praises of the people, the white faced youth unconsciously showed a happy look on his face, and his eyes drifted to the side by the window intentionally or unintentionally.

Tang Yin followed his eyes and immediately found a beautiful young woman sitting near the window.

It's not that he has sharp eyes, but that the girl stands out from the crowd. Even if there are hundreds of people around, it can make people focus on her. She was dressed in white. Because she was sitting, she could not see her figure, but she could still give people a sense of amazement.

He hasn't seen any kind of person. He just takes a look and guesses what's going on. The white faced young man was obviously interested in the young girl. Relying on his identity as a Sichuan man, he shot at Feng Jun in public and wanted to show it in front of the girl.

Fortunately, he hasn't lost his mind. He just hurt people and didn't dare to kill people.

With a sneer in his heart, Tang Yin said slowly, "since it's a Ranger, you'd better not intervene in the affairs of the national war. This is not the place where you can help when you see injustice. Leave quickly."

Although Tang Yin didn't wear armor, he must be a dignitary among the wind soldiers according to the degree of respect they respected him. However, he didn't punish himself for hurting others and had to let himself leave. The white faced youth immediately strengthened his courage and thought that the other party was worried about his identity as a Sichuan man and didn't dare to touch him.

He straightened his back and asked, "it's OK for me to leave, but first you have to talk about what the wind army wants to do to the people of this town?"

"No comment." Tang Yin answered simply.

"If so, we won't go!"

"Oh?" Tang Yin smiled coldly, shook his head and said, "people are like this. They always do things that exceed their ability and get on their nose and face." As he spoke, he said sideways, "pile firewood! Burn this teahouse for me!" With that, he was ready to get on his horse and leave.

The white faced youth was furious and shouted, "stop!" As soon as the voice fell, the man also rushed out of the teahouse. He didn't know when he had a bright long sword in his hand and stabbed Tang Yin's back heart.