Chapter 859: Enemy Siege (1)

Chapter 859 Enemy Siege (1)
"Congratulations to Ouyang Shizi." Yantai inkheartedly congratulated, and sighed in the heart: the dark guard is the symbol of the owner of the government. Ouyang Shaohao controls the Wangfu secret guard, which is equivalent to controlling the palace and becoming the owner of the palace...
Wait, the real master of the palace is also in charge of the size of the palace, as well as the network and wealth of the palace, is Ouyang Shaohao in charge of these?
Yantai ink raised his head and looked at Ouyang Shaohao in a blink of an eye. He saw Ouyang Shaoyan’s eyes condense and condensed, and nodded gently: Father Wang, mother-in-law likes to swim in the mountains, the network of the nostalgic palace, wealth, size matters I have already handed it to him...
The black eyes of Yantai ink instantly shot the bright light. He was always worried that the silver that Ouyang Shaohao could use was not much. He didn’t want to borrow two million silver from Ouyang Shaohao. I didn’t expect Ouyang Shaohao Becoming the owner of the Happy House, sitting on countless wealth, he can safely borrow money from him. After all, borrowing millions of dollars from a rich enemy, but borrowing him from a slap...
Yantai ink looked at Ouyang Shaohao, Yang said: "Ouyang Shizi, in fact, I am coming..."
"Nine emperors, nine emperors ... not good ... not good ..." The flustered call suddenly sounded, a small hurriedly ran over, Xu was rushing all the way, his forehead was full of sweat .
The words of the Taiwanese ink were interrupted, and the mood was very unpleasant. There was no good voice: "What happened, how screaming?"
"Back... Back to the Nine Emperors... The enemy... The enemy attacked the city..." The little said breathlessly, full of anxiety.
Yantai ink glimpsed, sharp eyes like a sharp arrow, shot on the little eunuch: "The enemy attacked the city! You did not say wrong?"
The little focused on the key: "The slaves dare not lie, the enemy is attacking the city..."
The voice has not fallen, and the ink has stood up. The slender body is like an arrow from the string. It flies away toward the gate. It has disappeared into a small black spot in the blink of an eye...
Murong Xue looked at it and gently rubbed his eyebrows: "How did the enemy suddenly attack the city?"
Ouyang Shaohao was slightly indulged, and the low voice said: "It may be that you want to fight against Taiwan, and you can’t catch a hand."
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, the inks brought back to the grain, whether it is the emperor, the emperor, the civil and military officials, or the defending city soldiers, are immersed in the joy, the defense outside the city is relatively slack, the enemy will take the opportunity to attack...
"Let's go check it out too." Murong Xue said lowly, not waiting for Ouyang Shaoyan to talk, has reached out and grabbed his arm, glared at him and walked away quickly...
The name of the city is called Jincheng. It is the southernmost of the four cities in the city. The opposite of Jincheng is the water city. It is the city of Qianxuanwuhuangzi. It is the Qianxianwuhuangzi who came to attack Jincheng. Fine soldiers.
Out of the house, Murong Xue took Ouyang Shaohao all the way, far away, and saw the soldiers standing on the wall full of armor, the dense feather arrows shot from a distance, the soldiers could not lift their heads. A famous enemy climbed in from the outside and landed on the wall, fighting fiercely with the soldiers.
Yantai ink held a long sword and shuttled back and forth across the city wall, killing one enemy and another enemy army. The blood line splashed and the thick wall was dyed red, but the enemy troops continued to flow. Going to the wall...
Suddenly, an enemy army that climbed the wall sneaked into the body of Hutai, silently, and stabbed the sword toward him.
"Be careful." Murong Xue glanced at the silver needle in his hand and shot it at the enemy's neck. The enemy's assassination action was a slap in the body, and fell to the ground...
Yantai ink turned around and saw the dead enemy. The electric light and the flint have understood what is going on. Thanks to Murong Xue, thank you. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Murong Xue smiled softly, his toes smacked, his slim body vacated, and fluttered to the wall, turned and looked out, only to see the countless feather arrows pointing to her. After shooting, she hurriedly leaned over to hide behind the wall, and the rain-like feather arrows shot from her head and shot on the soldiers on the wall...
A corpse fell to the ground, Murong Xue frowned slightly: "The enemy's feather arrow attack is really fierce." Jincheng's elite soldiers stood on the high wall, occupying the advantage, but being stood on the wall In addition, the inferior water city soldiers shot only the power of parry, no effort to fight back...
"The enemy of the archery is the archer who was specially cultivated by the Five Emperors. It is also his killer. The archery is amazing. The archers in our army are on them, only the defeat..." Taiwan ink slashed the sword and killed an enemy army. The low explanation explained that there was no helplessness in the tone.
Murong Xue slightly squinted: "What do you mean, this rod is going to lose?"
"No! We will do our best to keep Jincheng!" Yantai ink has a word, and there is a rare sturdyness in the scorpion: Jincheng is a very important city. No matter how much it costs, they must hold it, even if they fight In the end, it is a win-win situation, they have to win...
Murong Xue's eyes are faint, Jincheng can't be lost. If you want to hold Jincheng and win the battle, you must defeat the enemy. The most powerful enemy is the five archers who are specially trained by the five emperors. They are the winners of this battle. The key: "Kill the archers, almost even if you win."
The cold voice was passed into the ear, and the singer smiled. The bottom of the scorpion flashed a touch of helplessness: "The archers are hiding behind the big tree, only the feathers are out, and they can’t stand on the wall. How do they kill them?"
Murong Xue leaned over and passed through the gap between the raised walls of the city wall. He quietly looked at the direction of the feather arrow. He saw the shadow of the feathers in the woods except the branches, the trunk, and could not see an archer. Only The dense feather arrows flew in the city wall without any mercy, highlighting the high archery of archers!
The archers of Shuicheng, the archery is really extraordinary, but it is not particularly difficult to kill them.
"Nine emperors, do you have bows and arrows?" Murong Xue looked at him and asked him.
"Yes, what do you want to do with the bow and arrow?" In the heart of the ink, the ink was incomprehensible, and he still handed the bow and arrow to Murong Xue.
"Nature is to kill those archers." Murong Xue said with a smile, took the bow and arrow, tied the bow, and pointed at the grove outside the city wall, suddenly let go, just listen to the sound of "嗖!" The arrow shot like a wind in the grove, and it was shot into a tree, 'Hey! The sound of the explosion, the small tree was blown up, and the archers hidden behind the tree were also blown up with blood...
(End of this chapter)