Chapter 38: Hatred

Chapter 38: Family Hate
Outside Jian'an city.
Driven by 50,000 troops, more than 10,000 villagers flocked to Jian'an City Gate.
Jian'an city leader Cao Wenxing stood on the tower and looked at the scene coldly, waving his hand, and ordered: "Go arrow!"
"My lord, they are all my big swallows!" A deputy general standing behind Cao Wenxing couldn't bear to show up and quickly stepped out to dissuade him.
"Ok?"
Cao Wenxing looked at him slightly and questioned: "If these pariahs rushed down the city and broke in, Luo Tianwu's army of 50,000 followed closely behind, Wei Mingcheng, tell me, who can afford this responsibility! Jian'an city is broken, you and me All dead! "
"Who dares to question my order again, military law disposes!" Cao Wenxing stared at the vice general severely.
The lieutenant calling for Wei Mingcheng bowed his head, and although he did not hesitate, he did not dare to speak.
Cao Wenxing looked around at the soldiers on the city wall and said loudly, "Give me an arrow!"
Some soldiers gritted their teeth and even closed their eyes to loosen their bowstrings.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
The arrows are like rain.
This arrow rain is nothing short of a disaster for the unarmed swallows.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of villagers fell to the ground, sorrowful and sorrowful, unbearable.
Progression is also death, and retreat is also death.
Thousands of remaining villagers knelt at the foot of Jian'an City, kept scratching their heads and crying helplessly.
The fifty thousand troops of Canlang City stood hundreds of meters away from Jian'an City, and Luo Tianwu stared coldly at the helpless Yan Guo people in front of him, without any mercy in his eyes.
The war between the two countries began, but it was these innocent people who suffered first.
"Master, Lord, please open the door and let's go in. My two children are killed in battle. You can't treat us like this."
Cao Wenxing looked indifferent and unmoved.
A seven- or eight-year-old child was frightened, broke away from the woman's arms, and fled subconsciously to the distance. Without a few steps, he was shot and killed by Luo Tianwu and fell down.
"what!"
The woman screamed, and rushed to Luo Tianwu insanely. Before reaching near, she counted arrows.
The woman fell to the ground, her eyes slackened, and she looked at the sky above her head, whispering softly, "Chen Tian sees pity, who will save us ..."
Rumble!
At this moment, the smoke was not far away, the ground was shaking violently, the hoof sounded like a thunder, and a large group of irons wearing black armor was densely packed and rushed over aggressively.
The first person was wearing a silver armor, carrying a cold iron Liquan gun, a scar on his face, sharp eyes, and screaming: "Luo Tianwu, give me your life!"
"Put a shot!"
Before reaching the range of the bows and arrows of the two armies, Su Hong was on the horse and pointed forward.
Behind him, the five thousand black armored irons were neatly moving, as if they had been trained countless times, throwing out the spears in their hands, such as locusts crossing the border, covering the sky.
The 5,000-gun flashing cold light pierced through the void, making a whining sound, shocking people.
Xuanjia Iron Riders are almost all masters of the day after tomorrow. With all their energy, they have a longer range than bows and arrows, and more power than bows and arrows!
The face of the grey-clothed practitioner had changed his face. Facing such a dense array of guns, he had to avoid its sharp edge, and quickly sacrificed a flying sword, protecting Luo Tianwu and backing away.
The fifty thousand army of Canwol City was caught off guard, and many soldiers fell off their horses and corpses were spotted on the spot.
During the entire process, the speed of Xuanjia Iron Riding did not drop. When the army of the Canglang City reacted, Xuanjia Iron Riding had rushed forward!
The bows and arrows in the army of Wolf City were immediately abolished, and became burdensome.
"Change formation!"
Su Hong shouted, and he rushed to the front, Song Qi followed closely behind.
Five thousand black armored irons pulled out the long sword at the waist, turned into awl-shaped, imposing like a rainbow, fiercely pierced into the army of Wolf City!
boom!
The two armies collided, the short soldiers met, and the flesh flew, extremely horrible!
The army of fifty thousand, bluntly opened a huge gap by the five thousand black armored iron riders!
Seeing this scene, the soldiers on the city wall cheered.
Wei Mingcheng looked excited, pointing at the five thousand iron rides under the city, and trembled, "It's a black iron ride, it's my big Yan country's black iron ride!"
Hearing the words "Xuanjia Iron Riding", the soldiers in Jian'an City were shaken.
For the soldiers guarding the frontiers, the name of Xuanjia Iron Riding is like Lei Guaner. Under the leadership of Wu Dinggong, Xuanjia Iron Riding has won more and more times.
Unfortunately, Xuanjia Tieqi disappeared as a result of a change in Wangcheng sixteen years ago.
But this name is deeply buried in the memory of each soldier.
"Is it General Su?"
"General Su wasn't dead. He led Xuanjia Tieqi back!" Some soldiers were so excited that they wept softly.
Wei Mingcheng stepped forward and said excitedly: "Sir, Wei Mingcheng is fighting, and he is willing to lead a team of soldiers to support the black armored iron rider, and he will certainly repel the foreign enemy!"
Cao Wenxing gave him a cold look and said indifferently, "No!"
Wei Mingcheng was struck by lightning.
Cao Wenxing said: "Su Mu is a rebellion of the State of Yan, who has long since died. People under the city are not Su Mu."
"But they are black armored iron riders. I will never admit it!"
"What about the Xuanjia Iron Rider, only 5,000 people, how long can it last? When Luo Tianwu stabilizes his army, these Xuanjia Iron Riders will be buried here."
"Xuan Jia Tieqi, you are invincible, sir, have you forgotten these eight words? This is the glory of Xuan Jia Tieqi. General Su battled the battlefield in his life and never had a defeat!"
Cao Wenxing was impatient and waved: "Wei Mingcheng, as long as we keep Jian'an City, it's a great achievement. Two tigers fighting under the city are the most sensible choice, and no matter who wins or loses, I will have Jian'an City. Lee. "
"but……"
Cao Wenxing turned back abruptly, staring at Wei Mingcheng aggressively, interrupting: "If you dare to say more, chaos our army, kill without pardon!"
Wei Mingcheng looked at Cao Wenxing with disappointment in his eyes.
At this moment, Luo Tianwu, with the help of the gray clothing training practitioners, has stabilized his position and formed a confrontation with Xuanjia Iron under the Jian'an city.
"Su Hong, you are crazy!"
Luo Tianwu resentfully said: "The King of Yan has revenge with your Su family and was beheaded and killed by your brother. I Luo Tianwu helped you get revenge, but you came to stop it. What a reason!"
Luo Tianwu counted countless counts, but did not calculate that Su Hong would rush out at this critical time.
What made him feel most troublesome was that Su Hong had a practiser beside him!
Su Hong sneered: "Luo Tianwu, listen! I have family hatred between the Su family and King Yan, but your army is under pressure, you have violated my big Yan frontier, and slaughtered my big swallows. This is the hatred of the country! The country hates, I Su Hong can clearly distinguish! My father Rong Ma never let Dayan lose half an inch of land. If I succeed you Su Hong, how can I face him! "
The words were impassioned and loud, and the soldiers in Jian'an City were all moved.
Wei Mingcheng looked at Cao Wenxing's back, his eyes were cold, and his palm gradually moved towards the long knife around his waist.
"what are you doing?"
At this moment, Cao Wenxing turned suddenly and looked at Wei Mingcheng, who had already held the knife handle, and said in a cold voice, "Wei Mingcheng, how dare you to rebel and kill me?"
"Dog Officer, I Wei Mingcheng disdains to be with you, and I will chop you today!"
Wei Mingcheng yelled and rushed up.
Cao Wenxing snorted coldly, waved his sleeve robe, directly rolled off the long knife that was cut from the head, turned his palm, and patted Wei Mingcheng's chest heavily.
Wei Mingcheng is only an acquired state, where is Cao Wenxing's opponent who has an innate state.
Wei Mingcheng fell to the ground, spitting blood, dyeing a red jacket, and grinning: "Cao Wenxing, you can kill me, but can you kill all the people in Jian'an City! Look at the soldiers around you, which one is willing Work for you! You are a coward! "
Cao Wenxing looked around, from the lowest soldier to the lieutenant next to him. Everyone looked at him with a hint of anger and a hint of resistance.
Cao Wenxing was a little panicked.
An innate master is no better than ten thousand people. If these men are mutinous, how can he still have life?
Under the city wall, Luo Tianwu's face was gloomy, and he chuckled, "Su Hong, relying on your 5,000 iron riders, and also want to fight against me 50,000 elite soldiers? Is there a chance of victory for a ten-to-one military gap?"
Just then, a mighty voice suddenly sounded on the wall, spreading to every corner of the battlefield.
"What about me? Luo Tianwu, what a chance you have!"
I do n’t know when a person with blood on his body stood on the wall with a skull hanging around his waist and a sword on his back. As the ancient gods descended, they were so imposing that despite the wind and frost, their eyes were like a torch.
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