Chapter 130 Battle

"Teacher, please take a nap first."

Huang Dashun and others set up a tent and respectfully invited Fang Zhixing to stay.

Fang Zhixing glanced at the tent and observed the surrounding environment for a while before entering the tent and lying down.

The thin dog also got into the tent, lay down at the door, and said through the message: "You go to bed first, I will guard you."

At this time, Xigou knew how to behave and did not mess around with Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing was silent for a while and responded: "You should sleep too. This place was chosen by Luo Peiyun. I guess he should have sent someone to check it out beforehand. It will most likely be safe. Besides, it's almost dawn, so let's sleep It won’t be long.”

Think about it too.

To take a step back, there are soldiers all around who are on guard duty at night. Even if there is danger, they can receive warnings in time.

then!

The thin dog also lay down and slept with his eyes squinted. He could sleep a little longer.

In a flash, it was bright.

In the early morning, dew condenses and drips.

Everyone woke up early in the morning, ate some dry food and drank some cold water to satisfy their hunger.

Luo Peiyun was very careful not to light a fire for cooking, and the entire army could only eat dry food.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou were more luxurious. They ate meat pills.

The army soon set off again, climbing over two mountains and crossing a river.

Before I knew it, it was almost midnight.

"stop!"

Luo Peiyun suddenly raised his hand, and the whole army stopped immediately.

Fang Zhixing quickly looked around and found that they were in a dense jungle.

Then, Luo Peiyun dismounted, jumped onto a rock, and looked around.

Not long after, a young man wearing black clothes and a turban sprang out of the woods, walked straight to Luo Peiyun, knelt down on one knee, and raised a scroll with both hands.

Luo Peiyun took it, opened the scroll, and nodded.

Seeing this, the young man in black immediately stood up and left, quickly disappearing into the woods.

Luo Peiyun turned around, sat on the rock, and said calmly: "Come here, you guys."

Luo Kezhao was the first to walk over.

When Fang Zhixing and others saw this, they also followed.

Luo Peiyun looked at them and slowly said: "Ten miles ahead, there is an 'Guyue Village'. Next, we will capture 'Guyue Village' and kill everyone in the village, leaving no chickens or dogs behind."

Fang Zhixing and the others looked at each other in confusion.

Luo Kezhao asked: "Dad, where is this Guyue Village?"

Luo Peiyun responded: "One of the strongholds established by the Martial Alliance. They trained a group of warriors in Guyue Village, instigating them to hate the court and the clan, and then commit rebellion."

Everyone suddenly came to their senses.

Then, Luo Peiyun opened the scroll and introduced: "Guyue Village is built halfway up the mountain. It is very secretive, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

However, we have discovered a secret trail that allows us to approach the right side of the village quietly. "

He pointed to a spot on the map, looked at Fang Zhixing and said: "Guyue Village has built four towers, each with twenty shooters.

You will place three hundred archers here. When we launch a charge, you will suppress the four towers and cover us. "

Fang Zhixing said continuously: "I understand the humble position."

Luo Peiyun looked at Luo Kezhao and Lu Anfu again and ordered: "Guyue Village has a side entrance. Later, you will lead a surprise attack team of a hundred people and enter through the side entrance."

Lu Anfu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is the side door easy to break into?"

Luo Peiyun sneered and said: "There are our people in Guyue Village. When you attack the side door, someone will open the door for you."

Lu Anfu suddenly realized it and said excitedly: "My lord, you are well-strategized and wise!"

Luo Peiyun smiled and said: "Everyone else is following me. Our task is to attract the enemy's attention, so we must be loud and shout louder."

"clear!"

Everyone responded in unison. To put it bluntly, they were just acting as conspicuous bags.

With such a clear arrangement, everyone knows what they should do.

"Okay, let's go!"

Luo Peiyun mounted his horse and continued to shuttle through the woods.

After a while, a towering mountain rose from the ground.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the mountainside and higher places were shrouded in a thick layer of white fog, and nothing could be seen.

Luo Peiyun got off his horse and walked up the mountain.

Every time he walked a certain distance, he would find a mark, carved on a tree or stone, as if by divine help, guiding him forward.

Everyone also dismounted and followed cautiously.

About twenty minutes later, Fang Zhixing looked up and suddenly saw an open mountain road, suddenly appearing halfway up the mountain, winding up.

"arrive."

Luo Peiyun turned his head and nodded to Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing nodded in response, waved his hand, and led the three hundred archers to the upper right side and touched quietly.

When he reached the reverse slope, he stuck his head out and looked up.

Suddenly, a large village broke into sight.

The stockade is built against the mountain. The south side is composed of tall wooden piles. The wooden piles are inserted into the ground tightly to form a wall, with a height of more than 30 meters.

This wooden pile wall is oval in shape, with four towers built at both ends and in the middle, with a height of fifty meters.

Fang Zhixing visually measured the distance. From the slope where they were to the top of the tower, the distance was at least 120 meters.

For most archers, whether they can hit the tower from this distance depends on their character and luck, not to mention hitting the people in the tower.

Fang Zhixing observed and soon found that there was a depression further ahead. The place was a bit small and could only accommodate three people at most.

Fang Zhixing called the two best archers and led them to crawl forward and enter the depression.

The distance from this depression to the top of the tower is about 100 meters.

At this moment, Luo Kezhao and Lu Anfu led a hundred warriors and tiptoed to the left.

The slope was a bit steep.

After a while, Fang Zhixing could not see them.

"Charge!"

Suddenly, Luo Peiyun shouted.

"Brothers, go!"

Ding Zhigang yelled at the top of his voice and rushed up with a knife.

"Kill!"

A group of infantrymen shouted and ran forward, as mighty as locusts flying by.

"Shoot!"

Fang Zhixing raised his head and shouted in a deep voice when he saw this.

Three hundred archers knelt on one knee, already drawing their bows and ready to shoot, and shot arrows into the sky in unison.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~

Arrows were like rain, streaking through the air and falling towards Guyue Village.

At a glance, the scene was quite spectacular.

But the result was...

Some arrows flew over the head and shot into the village.

Some arrows hit the wooden stake wall, and some arrows fell outside the village.

"Whether you hit or not, keep shooting!" Fang Zhixing shouted.

The three hundred archers understood, and they just kept shooting arrows.

"Enemy attack!"

Soon, the sound of gongs and drums came from Guyue Village.

The archers in the four towers, looking down from above, shot arrows one after another.

Fang Zhixing knelt on one knee, inserted a quiver filled with ordinary arrows vertically into the ground, and then took out three arrows at a time and put them on the bowstring at the same time.

Whoosh!

Three arrows were fired in succession, flying all at once, drawing a beautiful arc and sinking into the tower.

"Ah~"

Then there was a scream, and an archer covered his chest, fell directly from the tower, and fell heavily to the ground.

Fang Zhixing kept pulling the bow and shooting arrows.

Soon, the tower he was targeting was silent.

There were a total of twenty archers, and Fang Zhixing shot seven arrows in seven seconds, all of which were shot down.

Then, he aimed at the adjacent towers and shot again.

In a blink of an eye, he eliminated two towers.

But the other two towers were on the other side, and the angle was a bit off, so it was not easy to shoot.

"Follow me!"

Fang Zhixing waved his hand, and three hundred archers rushed forward.

They stopped less than fifty meters away, where it was relatively open and there was no cover around.

But there was no need to worry about danger.

After all, the two towers that posed the greatest threat to them had been solved by Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing quickly opened his bow and shot arrows.

At this moment, Ding Zhigang and others rushed to the gate of the village with shields in their hands, braving the scattered rain of arrows.

Only a few people were unlucky and retreated after being shot by arrows.

"Go!"

Ding Zhigang blocked the gate of the village and hit it hard with his shoulder.

At the same time, some people threw grappling hooks up and used them to climb up.

Some people built ladders and climbed up on them.

But soon, someone on the top poked his head out, and they threw stones and poured kerosene down.

Whoosh~

The fire started, and some people danced in the flames.

Some people were hit on the head and bled, rolling around in the flames.

The shouts and screams resounded through the mountains and forests, scaring the birds and beasts away.

"Die!"

Fang Zhixing eliminated another tower.

The last tower was also firmly suppressed by the rain of arrows shot by three hundred archers.

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being a sharpshooter!"

Luo Peiyun approached Guyue Village slowly and saw that the arrows fired from the tower were getting fewer and fewer, and he couldn't help laughing.

After a while, there was a fierce fight inside the village.

Luo Peiyun quickened his pace, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Soon, the village gate suddenly opened from the inside.

Luo Kezhao appeared inside the gate with a long knife in his hand, his face and collar stained red with blood, and his face was full of murderous intent.

"Brothers, kill!"

Seeing this scene, Ding Zhigang and others were greatly encouraged and rushed into the village with a roar.

Just at this moment, six figures rushed out.

One of the rough and sturdy men rushed towards Ding Zhigang quickly and punched him in the face.

Ding Zhigang was startled, and in a hurry, he raised his left hand, clenched his fist, and punched hard.

Bang~

The two bounced away at the same time.

Ding Zhigang's face showed pain, his left hand trembled violently, and he couldn't help shaking it a few times.

"Explosive skill: Break the stone!"

The rough and sturdy man had a murderous look on his face. He just took a breath and rushed forward again, using both fists, punching like a dragon.

Seeing this, Ding Zhigang's expression was solemn, and he clenched his long knife in his right hand and chopped.

The two of them were entangled in front of the village gate, stepping on the flames on the ground and fighting.

Luo Kezhao was entangled by two masters.

Lu Anfu also encountered a middle-aged man with an elegant face, and the other party was also a bird-level shadow leopard system.

The two fought in one place, competing in agility.

At this time, Luo Peiyun came to the village gate.

He suddenly shook his body and came in front of Ding Zhigang, and threw a punch.

Bang!

A figure flew backwards.

It was the rough and sturdy man. He hit the bottom of the tower heavily and the whole person was pierced through.

The tower tilted and collapsed.

The burly man was trapped under the ruins and was dying.

"Thank you, sir." Ding Zhigang was grateful.

The burly man was a perfect python, much stronger than him, and he couldn't beat him.

"Luo Peiyun, it's you!"

Suddenly, an angry voice roared, like a lion's roar.

Everyone's heart tightened, and they all felt a great sense of oppression.

Then, a burly figure rushed out from the depths of the village and landed in front of Luo Peiyun.

This man was shirtless, barefoot, with disheveled hair, and all kinds of hideous scars on his chest and back.

He was about forty years old, with a leopard head and round eyes, a big beard, and a wild face.

Luo Peiyun stood with his hands behind his back and asked indifferently: "Who are you? Who allowed you to call me by my name?"

The burly man laughed and said: "Your grandfather is Tan Lang."

Luo Peiyun sneered: "Tan Lang is a man of strategy, you are not him."

The burly man said: "Grandpa is Tan Lang, standing in front of you, don't you dare to recognize him?"

Luo Peiyun sneered and said coldly: "Tan Lang is in Qingfeng County now, do you think we don't know where he is hiding?"

The burly man's face changed drastically, his muscles swelled violently, and he slapped out a palm.

Luo Peiyun remained calm and waved his palm to meet it.

Bang!

A circle of dust waves spread out in a circle.

Dengdengdeng! The burly man retreated again and again, and deep pits were trampled out on the ground by him.

Luo Peiyun stood still with a mocking smile on his face.

"With just this little strength, you dare to rebel?"

Luo Peiyun pointed his toes and pounced on the burly man at great speed, and a palm print on his chest.

"Explosive skill·Heavenly Net Destroys the Heart!"

The burly man changed color in horror, suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Luo Peiyun was slightly startled, and quickly changed his moves and dodged.

The burly man took the opportunity to retreat violently, took a deep breath, covered his side waist, and his face was full of pain.

"Oh, you hurt yourself."

Luo Peiyun was surprised, and then suddenly realized, and laughed: "I didn't expect that there would be people practicing such a rubbish martial art as "Seven Injury Fist"?"

The burly man laughed and said, "Your grandfather likes to practice, so what?"

He raised his hand and punched his stomach again.

Puff~

He spurted out another mouthful of blood.

But the whole person's power quickly soared.

"Luo Peiyun, I killed four people from your Luo family. If I kill you today, I will have one hand. From now on, I can tell everyone that I killed one hand of Luo family, hahaha!"

The burly man rushed out, much faster than before.

Luo Peiyun remained calm, reached for his waist, and pulled out a soft sword.

The soft sword was thin and long, soft and sluggish, and kept surging, like a long snake crawling.

Hiss~

Luo Peiyun flew up, and the soft sword made a heart-pounding sound.

"Seven Injury Fist!"

The burly man punched out, and a group of air appeared faintly in the air.

The two passed by.

Luo Peiyun's hairpin broke, and his hair flew.

The burly man fell to the ground, suddenly knelt on the ground, and blood flowed from his eyes.

"Luo Peiyun, damn it, you destroyed my eyes!"

The burly man screamed.

After just one fight, his eyes were blinded by the soft sword.

Luo Peiyun snorted and said slowly: "You useless people, just practiced a little bit of evil ways, and you think you can change your fate, right?"

The burly man stood up, listened carefully, and suddenly jumped up and punched a place again.

Luo Peiyun dodged sideways...