Chapter 598 Weakness

The arrows made of black iron can penetrate the shield, and it is no problem to cut through the iron headgear of the black-robed man.

Shen Yijia's movements were neat and tidy, kicking a man in black robes who rushed over, grabbing the arm of the other man and twisting it back.

The man in black robe didn't respond slowly, completely ignoring the twisted and deformed arm, he grabbed her with the other hand.

Shen Yijia frowned, sideways avoiding the hand in front of him and dodging in front of the man in black robe, inserting the arrow in his hand into the top of his head, and pulling down, the black robe with the headgear inside went directly from the man. Broken in the middle.

If it was said that seeing the hand of the man in black robe made everyone feel weird, then when they saw the face of the other party with a deadly face in the pale, everyone had an idea in their hearts at the same time.

These are not alive at all!

People in this era have a natural fear of ghosts and gods, and the soldiers who were going to help can't help but flinch when they see this scene.

"What are you still doing, go and help." A lieutenant finished drinking, swallowed, and rushed forward with a big knife and slashed.

The rest recovered from their shock and did not dare to delay any longer, and joined the battle one after another.

A few people can successfully surround a black-robed man without the protection of a hood, but the black-robed man is different from ordinary people in terms of speed and strength. If you want to break their hoods one by one, it is only the four of them. It's not something that can be done in an instant.

Noticing that more and more soldiers were falling down around him, Song Jingchen swung his sword to cut off an outstretched hand, flew up with his toes, and stepped on the head of the man in black robe to fall to Shen Yijia's side.

Here, Shen Yijia kicked a black-robed man who had just broken his hood under the swords of several soldiers. The next moment, Song Jingchen grabbed his waist and took him away from the battlefield. She looked over in confusion: "Xiang Gong?"

"You wait here for a while." Song Jingchen rubbed her head and instructed in a deep voice, "Use the iron cable array."

A group of soldiers standing in the rear circled to the left and right to surround the battlefield.

Another group of soldiers took out the iron chain from the carriage and threw one end of the chain to the opposite companion.

Seeing this, Xiao Qirui repulsed the opponent with a sword, grabbed a soldier with one hand, flew back, and shouted: "Retreat."

The rest of the people hurriedly broke free from the black-robed man and exited the battlefield.

The black-robed man was about to pursue, but the grid formed by the crossing of the iron cables quickly tightened in the middle and tied them into a pile.

Even if someone rushed out, it was solved by You Yi and Xiao Qirui.

Seeing the black-robed man who was restrained by the joint efforts of the two teams and was still reaching out to attack, Shen Yijia stroked his forehead: "Why don't these people seem so smart?"

Song Jingchen pursed his lips and said, "The number is wrong."

There are no more than 200 people here, but Lieutenant General Liu said that there were 400 to 500 people rushed into the city, even if the number is not accurate, it would not be that much difference.

Thinking of something, his eyes turned cold: "Barracks and West Gate!"

At first glance, these people were the killing machines put in by the people of Wu. It was probably not a coincidence that the team led by Xiao Qirui met them, but these people followed the smell.

The reason for this speculation is that during the fight just now, Song Jingchen clearly found that the black-robed man had no hearing, and attacking people was more like their instinct.

Since some of them came here to intercept Xiao Qirui's team, the rest most likely went to the crowded military camp and the West City Gate.

Although Song Jingchen didn't say much, Xiao Qirui instantly understood the meaning of his words and said solemnly, "I will take 5,000 people to the West City Gate."

Song Jingchen nodded: "Okay."

Then he looked at the several lieutenants behind him.

"Master, let me go to the barracks." Shen Yijia took the initiative to ask Ying.

Song Jingchen opened his mouth: "You..."

"Oh, isn't there a way to deal with them, and I have You Yi by my side, don't worry, they can't hurt me." Shen Yijia patted her little chest.

If you don't know the weakness of the black-robed man, it's really scary. After all, it's beyond everyone's cognition to kill anything.

But now that he knows how to deal with it, it is not difficult for Shen Yijia.

Song Jingchen gave her a deep look, and finally nodded: "Okay, then be careful yourself."

He looked at You Yi again: "You Yi, protect your young lady."

"Yes."

Shen Yijia took 5,000 people away with arrogance.

Song Jingchen watched the team leave, leaving a group of people here to deal with the black-robed people who were under control, and returned to Dongcheng Gate with the rest of them.

No one knows when the Wu army will come to the city, and the city gate of the east city gate has been destroyed again.

...

If, as Song Jingchen guessed, when Xiao Qirui arrived with someone, the guards at the West City Gate were already in a mess.

The first time I saw this kind of monster that could not be killed no matter how I killed it, the hearts of the generals and soldiers immediately collapsed, and there was no need to resist.

Looking at the collapsed soldiers not far away, Xiao Qirui's eyes turned cold: "As planned."

The reason that people can be taken down at one time on the street is because of the location restrictions there. It is different here. The people in black robes are scattered too far and can only be defeated one by one.

The soldiers had to order a team of four to attack the black-robed man with iron cables.

On the other side, Shen Yijia also took someone back to the barracks.

The situation in the barracks was not much better than that of Xichengmen. There were 350,000 soldiers in Nanling Pass, and after two months of defending the city, there were only less than 300,000 left.

Among them, 50,000 were from the reserve battalion, and nearly 50,000 members of the Meng family were under control.

Knowing that the Dongcheng Gate was bombed, Xiao Qirui directly took away 150,000 people.

That is to say, excluding the defenders of the two city gates, there are less than 100,000 soldiers in the military camp plus the reserve battalion, and many of them are still recovering in the wounded barracks and unable to fight.

Looking at the number of people is not small, but the soldiers left in the barracks are all performing their duties, and they are scattered too far.

When they entered the military camp, there were soldiers who fell to the ground everywhere, and everyone felt uncomfortable.

A lieutenant mustered up his courage and reached out to check the pulse of the soldier beside him. When he noticed something, he was stunned.

The rest of the soldiers also crouched down to check.

"Ma'am, this one is still angry."

"The little three is not dead yet."

"and this……"

Everyone reported to Shen Yijia that their companion was still alive, and Shen Yijia, who clearly thought it was a good thing at the city gate, felt inexplicably frightened at this moment.

Since the black robe was a murder weapon put in by the people of Wu, how could it not kill even a single person?

It's understandable that one or two slip through the net, but in fact it's the exact opposite...

"There is a voice over there." A lieutenant pointed in the direction of the reserve battalion.

Shen Yijia pursed her lips, put away her thoughts and led someone over.

Part of the reserve battalion was a women's army, originally under Meng Linyan's men. After the Meng family accident, a small number of people were brought under control, and the rest were led by an original lieutenant general.

At this time, a group of women were screamed and screamed in fear by a dozen men in black...

The rest of the reserve battalion struggled to keep them behind.

Shen Yijia helped her forehead: "Go save people."

Knowing the opponent's weakness, the soldiers threw iron ropes to cover the limbs of the man in black. Shen Yijia and You repeatedly cut the headgear, and the soldiers holding the big knife cut off their heads.

A set of procedures is extremely smooth, but the scene is too bloody, and the head rolls to the feet of the female soldiers who are huddled in a ball, so that they scream and roll their eyes and faint.

"Since these people stay in the military camp and have military salaries, they should look like soldiers." Shen Yijia shook her head and sighed. She glanced at her head that rolled to her feet and had big eyes, and turned away with the disgust in her chest.

I don't know how much more devilish training these female soldiers have in the days to come.