Chapter 45: Yanray Mountain City

Yanyu Island, Wuxin City.

The fiery red forest leaves are all over the mountains and fields. Below the city built by the mountains is a slowly flowing river. Now on the other side of the river is a large army of black flags and black armor stationed. Although these soldiers are dressed in different clothes, most of them are rattan armor and leather armor, but their morale is like a rainbow. On the other side of the river, they are constantly building siege equipment day and night, making the defenders in the city anxious.

Another day at sunset, the captain guarding the city stepped down from the top of the city, followed by several generals.

"Is there a reply from Luo Jing?" He walked on the stone steps of the city wall, his eyes occasionally sweeping over the towers and garrisons in the city.

"There is no reply from Luojing, but according to some of our colleagues in Luojing, Xinjun is busy cleaning up the mess after King Dai's attack, and preparing troops to resist the Beifu army's southward movement."

"Although His Majesty the King of Huainan repelled the Beifu army for the time being, that was only a part of it. There is still a part of about 120,000 troops that have already gone straight west and attacked Luojing."

"Zhuo Muyeguo is a general. Seeing that many waters in the southeast cannot be used, he directly dispatched the cavalry to take Luojing."

"Although there are only 120,000 people in this group, most of them are elite cavalry who have spent most of their lives on the grassland. The new king is terrified, and it is too late to protect himself, let alone come to support us."

"It seems that there is no hope for Luo Jing's side. What about King Huainan's side? Their garrison is closer to Yanyu Continent. If they send troops south, they may not be able to save them from fire and water."

"King Huainan did have a reply, but he said that he will be able to spare part of his troops for support next month. We still need to stick to it this month."

"Still guarding for a month?" The captain sneered, and then looked at the large army with black banners and black armor outside.

"In half a month, I'll probably be wiped out by those people across from me." He shook his head, then walked slowly down the wall with his hands behind his back.

It was silent all the way for a long time, before returning to the barracks, he suddenly stopped and looked towards a corner of the city.

"Over there at the Yuyan Red Ray Sect..." If you can invite the disciples from the Yuyan Red Ray Sect to help you, it will be easy to defend Wuxin City.

The people below looked at each other for a few moments before slowly saying: "The Yuyan Red Ray Sect is the direct descendant of Chifeng, and they are very 'disappointed' with the royal family."

The next few people didn't say anything, and the captain also knew the meaning of disappointment, and I'm afraid he was still a little bit upset. If the first emperor hadn't passed away, Yuyan Hongmen might do something now.

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Since the death of the emperor, the situation in this world has changed in a few days. Even the state shepherds and soldiers who were originally loyal to the dynasty are now gradually confused and unable to find the meaning of loyalty. If someone can ascend to the throne quickly and there is no dispute in the dynasty, it may be possible to reverse it and suppress the voices and waves of opposition.

But the battle between the new king and the two kings, as well as the Beifu army's marching south, made them have to think about what the future would be like, whether they should be foolishly loyal to the new king or the two kings, or simply give up. That is simply a life gamble, if the other party still refuses to let me go, how will it end.

"I'll stick to it for another month. If it doesn't work, then I can only say that destiny is like this. I can only do this." The captain looked up to the sky and sighed, then walked into the barracks to rest.

three days later.

In the past, the calm river was covered with long iron chains, and then many bamboo rafts and wooden boards were paved, and pairs of black-clad and black-armored alien warriors came across the river like a tidal wave. The water splashed, and various shouts rose from the river and the city.

On the city wall, the defenders with firearms kept shooting. Among them, continuous rockets were thrown from the city, and the wooden boards that fell on the river lit up bursts of flames and black smoke.

Most of them were born in Qilei Qizhou, and they have long been accustomed to this kind of mountain climbing life. They are agile, flying with swords and lights, and they can't beat the soldiers with firearms at the top of the city.

The blade made of rotten silver iron has a long arc. Although it is easy to rust, it is also exceptionally sharp. These warriors slashed quickly, like water splashing, cutting off the necks of the soldiers defending the city, and then continued to move forward. Some jumped directly into the city and started to ignite.

"Up, up, up! Fire!" Seeing that the situation at the top of the city was unfavorable, and it was about to fall, the captains in the camp below kept rushing forward with soldiers. They stood on one side of the city wall, squatting in the front row, standing in the back row, pulling the bolts of the firearms, and then shooting.

The green smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and under a round of shooting, many black scarf soldiers fell down. Although they were agile, their equipment was very simple, and they could not withstand the firearms of the soldiers of the dynasty at all.

"Substitute! Reload and fire!" Seeing the effect, the commanding captain was extremely calm and ordered the front row to retreat, while the soldiers behind stepped forward with their firecrackers, and then squatted down to aim.

The short blaze flashed again, bursts of gunshots sounded one after another, and then a row of about a dozen soldiers in black scarves fell down, and the pressure on this corner of the city wall was lightened.

Seeing that the attack was blocked, the black scarf army behind

The warrior blew his eagle whistle, and the cool whistle echoed in the sky.

Soon, three black shadows swooped down from the sky, and then a crescent moon scythe passed by, hooking and cutting the commanding captain's neck, and three fourth-rank scythe riders swooped down on a black eagle, and jumped into the crowd of soldiers. The short and sharp scythes were held in both hands and slashed and rotated quickly, disrupting the rhythm of shooting, killing all these soldiers.

"Rebellious ministers and traitors!" Seeing the sudden appearance of these flying scythe riders in the black scarf army, a group of Modao soldiers in heavy armor also emerged from the garrison defending the city.

Compared with other soldiers, these Modao sergeants are all selected tall, strong and powerful men, each of whom is about two meters tall. They are dressed in three-layer infantry armor, with only the eyes exposed.

After these Modao sergeants walked up the city wall, the black scarf army who attacked before splashed to a stop like a tide hitting a boulder. Their rotten silver knives couldn't cut through the thick armor at all, while the opponent's heavy Modao swung down like a giant axe, often splitting people in half.

In this way, with these Modao sergeants as an iron wall, the soldiers defending the city held firearms and followed behind to assist in shooting. The combination of the two was extremely powerful. The former only needed to concentrate on dealing with the enemies in front of them without worrying about attacks from the rear and sides, while the soldiers holding firearms also had a solid movable barrier and could shoot with peace of mind.

Faced with such a combination, the black scarf soldiers on the top of the city retreated steadily, and in order to restore the situation, some sicklemen riding black eagles had to brave the firearms and shoot straight at the array of soldiers behind, trying to disrupt the rhythm.

But after gaining experience this time, the soldiers guarding the city also became calmer. First, they dispersed one after another to avoid being entangled and strangled by the flying sickles and chains.

These big red firearms with thick wrists are printed with the black lacquer seal of the workshop. They are all the creations of Chixiaofang under the winter lawsuit. With the black and red sealing paper torn, a section of silver-gray lead wire is exposed.

The soldiers on the side lit the fuse with a torch, and then the soldiers in front carried their firearms and aimed at the scythe rider riding an eagle attacking from the sky.

Gorgeous sparks erupted from behind the long vermilion barrel, and then a rocket shot out, leaving eye-catching trails of flame in the air, and the air was also full of thick blue smoke.

The eye-catching rocket hit the black hawk in the sky and stopped its dive, then flew upside down with the people and the hawk for a few meters, and then exploded suddenly, igniting a gorgeous ball of flames in the sky, and then sprinkled a trail of fire and blood, and the charred corpse fell into the river outside the city like mud.

With the national strength of the Plantagenet Dynasty, even the defenders of the local states have sufficient firearms reserves. Facing the rebels of the Seven Continents, Yanyu Continent insisted on holding on for several months with the defenders of one continent.

After the initial chaos, the defenders in the city finally started to fight back. First, the eye-catching ‘Night Breaking Arrows’ pierced the sky one after another, knocking down and repelling the black eagle scythemen hovering in the sky. Then they adjusted the few cannons on the hillside in the city to smash the bamboo rafts and wooden planks on the river outside the city. Finally, teams of soldiers held firearms to clean up the city wall step by step, and then set fire to the long ladders and wooden frames on the top of the city.

Although the offensive that had been prepared for several weeks was close to success, it ended in failure at the critical juncture. Even though the number of these black scarf troops was more than four times that of the defenders, they still could not take down the ordinary city inside the dynasty, let alone a dangerous fortress like Tianfengguan.

Although Xuanfeng's army is mighty and powerful, it lacks accumulation, strict discipline and military strategy after all, so it has never been able to win a decisive victory in the battle.

At dusk, the black scarf army gradually retreated. There were black smoke and corpses everywhere beside the river and under the city wall. Various broken flagpoles and swords were randomly inserted on the ground. There were traces of blood in the river, and many debris and corpses flowed down the river.

After the battle ended, the guarding captain led his generals to climb up the city wall again to have a look. Only the dried dark red blood remained on his golden and bronze black hammer armor, and there was a hole in the belly armor, but fortunately, it did not penetrate after all.

"Have they retreated?" He looked at the camp on the other side.

"Yes, my lord, the soldiers stationed upstream and downstream reported that they did not see any enemy troops crossing the river to make a surprise attack."

"It seems that the strategy of these black scarves is still very young, but it's also fortunate. If they took the opportunity to attack by surprise and took down the upstream or downstream, we would be a lot more passive. Now there are no more soldiers who can be sent out to rescue."

"Yes, my lord. Although these rebels from Qilei Qizhou have the support of Xuanyi Palace, the inheritance of Xuanyi Palace is mostly government affairs and criminal law skills, and they are not good at leading troops in battle."

"Xuanyi Palace, alas..." The captain sighed, as if recalling something.

"The Qiu Guanzhang back then should strictly implement it, and he is also someone I admire. It's a pity."

After that, he led people to patrol and appease him, and then he went down to the top of the city.

"Have someone send a letter to Lord State Shepherd, saying that we have defended the attack and killed thousands of enemies, but we are still consuming a lot. I hope to recruit troops from the state capital for supplies."

"Yes, my lord."

In the next week, the black scarf soldiers who held high the Xuanfeng Black Banner launched several tentative attacks again, but they failed to reap any benefits.

, and as time went by, the time for the support promised by King Huainan was getting closer and closer.

In the main tent of the Black Turban Barracks on the other side of the river, a group of people were discussing around a long table.

"I can't wait any longer. I must take down Wuxin City within this week." A military adviser waving a folding fan said, he was handsome, dressed in a long-sleeved robe with black background and blue embroidery, with jade tassels hanging on his waist, like a prince of a noble family in the dynasty.

"The informant in the city reported that King Huainan has promised to send troops. If we fail to win, it will be even more difficult to win in the future."

"The army under King Huainan is not these weak state guards. There are many elite frontier soldiers among them, and there are also disciples who come to follow the army. We will only be more disadvantageous to the superior."

"What Wu Xingkui said is very true, but we can't do it here. There are many sword masters among the hundreds of tribes in the mountain, but firearms are expensive and there are no generals. It is difficult to defeat these defenders." An old man in black clothes answered with hands clasped.

After listening, Wu Xingkui shook his head, then walked back and forth in the big tent, tapping his palms with a folding fan from time to time, thinking hard.

After a while, he suddenly turned his head and looked at everyone.

"I think of one person who may help our army win."

"Who is it?" Everyone looked at him.

"He is an elder brother I knew in the early years. His name is Huang Gu. He cultivated in Yonglei Mansion. He is a first-class strongman. With his help, this city will definitely be taken."

"But Yonglei Mansion..." Hearing this, everyone had to hesitate.

Yonglei Mansion is an official faction of Lei Xiaze in the Qi Lei Seven Continents. Most of the disciples trained will enter the government and serve as military guards. Now the Qi Lei Qi Continent has been revived as the country of Xin, and the Yonglei Mansion in the past is naturally excluded.

"How can you be so pedantic in an extraordinary time! My eldest brother is the descendant of Thunder God, the orthodox descendant of Qi Lei Seven Continents, he will definitely be able to revive the prestige of Xin!" Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, Wu Xingkui slapped his folding fan on the table to wake them up.

"Then according to Master Wu's words, I will send someone to invite that strong man quickly."

"No, I want to go in person this time." He shook his head.

"Prepare me a black-maned black water horse that can walk on water, and I will rush back to Lei Xiaze immediately to find him."

Afterwards, everyone prepared for it, and soon a tall black steed ran out of the camp. Its shoulders had flying mane, and its lower legs were covered with a few scales, like a hybrid of a dragon and a horse.

This man-carrying handsome monster galloped up, stepped on the turbulent river, splashed the waves, and then galloped at high speed, and soon disappeared into the night.

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ps: Wu Xingkui, Huang Gu, Ying Canxiao, Tang Nanlian, and Luo Lan once participated in the Grand Competition in Lei Xiaze, and later joined different factions. (Still mentioning that many people may have forgotten.)