Fu Canglu

Chapter 640 The Tiger in the South ([-])

A big gun, the tip of the gun pierced Zhong Ning Fengxiu's chest, the man holding the gun clenched the fine iron gun body with both hands, striding forward, his whole body stretched into a big bow.

Accumulate.

momentum.

Then the man with the gun raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him in shock

After the body of the gun was crushed by the Great Sage White Tiger, this big gun was made of various kinds of refined iron, both in toughness and sharpness. In a big circle, Wang Luo almost looked at Ning Fengxiu face-to-face, and the shabby warrior clothes were pierced by the spear point.

The shadow of the arrow rushed in, and the sound of piercing the air pierced the eardrums.

Someone supported the big gun that was bent to the extreme with one palm, exerted strength in the palm, and then two figures flew out backwards
Wang Luo fell backwards in a state of embarrassment, with his toes on the ground and kept falling back and forth. The spear was bulging back and forth.

The rain of arrows, enough to shoot an elephant into a sieve, fell densely from the top of the two of them.

In the indiscriminate arrow rain attack, Wang Luo walked forward with his spear, a long spear swung airtightly, vitality attached to the body of the spear, and the heavy arrowhead was smashed to the ground by the big gun, he ran all the way to Ning Feng Sleeve away, the distance between the two is getting farther and farther.

Wang Luo's face was gloomy and he looked at the receding figure whose speed was becoming more and more astonishing.

Ning Fengxiu shielded his eyes with one hand, and rushed down from the high platform at an extremely fast speed. The arrow rain along the way almost hit all of them without hindrance, but they all bounced away!

The Heavenly Wolf Great Feudal King's Yuanli cultivation has stagnated, but he has never stopped practicing. On the road of body training, he has reached a considerable height
These years of being pampered and pampered did not cause disputes. Even in the Battle of Rejecting the West, Ning Fengxiu was more likely to sit in the military tent and take charge of the command, and never went to the battle in person. So all this has become a secret.

No wonder he dared to come here alone.

Wang Luo felt creepy. After the man rushed down the high platform, he was like a wolf into a flock of sheep. As soon as his fists and kicks came, those who stood in the way were crushed by the waist, or their heads were kicked to pieces, and the heavy armor was smashed and pierced together. , the body is like the wind, and the hands are like iron.

Killing in the Northern Wei Dynasty, iron and blood in Xiguan, whoever can achieve the seat of the vassal king in the four pass gorges. Which one is the idler?

Ning Fengxiu is more than 40 years old, but his body is still agile, and his face is calm. From the collapse of the pavilion to the siege of the sword field, and then to defeating Wang Luo, there is no wave in his eyes. All this is expected, and at this time , Surrounded by crowded soldiers, trapped in the enemy camp, he did not panic at all, but glanced around indifferently, accelerated his speed suddenly, and rushed in one direction.

Wang Luo dragged his gun and rushed into the soldiers, chasing Ning Fengxiu and smashed it down. The figure rushed out before the tip of the gun fell, and the body of the big gun swung down, smashing the huge iron plate on the deck The depression was cracked, and the dragon boat was shaken by this shot.

"what"

Wang Luo saw the corpses of soldiers flying on the deck in the distance, and the front corridor was covered with blood mist.

Ning Fengxiu. He wants to take the gun!

With a loud shout in his throat, Wang Luo dragged his gun again and wanted to go. Just when he raised his head, he saw a blood-red corpse slamming towards him. Before he could dodge, he was hit by the halberdier, and then a gun shadow Floating over.

"Clang" sound.

I don't know what material the spear is made of, but it's still wrapped in cloth strips
The big black cloth wrapped around the spear was soaked in blood, piercing the breastplate of the euphorbia soldier like a dragonfly, collided with the tip of Wang Luo's spear, pulled back and then poked it again.

After that, the offensive was like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

Shot after shot.

Known as the "Xining Spear Fairy", Wang Luo, one of the top three deadliest in the Qiliang temple, with disheveled hair and a hideous complexion, dragged a huge iron gun and confronted Ning Fengxiu dozens of times. The tip burst out, Ning Fengxiu slid out with the gun in one hand, with a section of the gun still under his armpit, the tip of the gun had already pierced the black cloth, and the pale glowing tip reflected the blood around him.

With the last poke, the iron gun trembled, and Wang Luo took three steps back, one step at a time, the deck of the dragon boat exploded under the heavy force, the belly of the ship trembled all around, and the monstrous water column shot into the sky.

Moisture fills the deck.

Wang Luo's face was pale, blood oozing from his fingertips.

He looked at the Sirius Great Feudal King who was as calm as the deep sea in front of him, his chest heaved and he suppressed the blood, but the corners of his lips overflowed with red.

The Central Plains said that those who use guns are always stronger in the north than in the south.

There is Li Qing in Xiguan, and there is a Sirius in Nancheng.

Which one is strong and which one is weak, you don't know if you don't fight.

In today's fight, there is nothing wrong with Wang's defeat.

Now that the matter had come to this, Wang Luo knew that the head of the great vassal might not be able to stay on the dragon boat.

His limbs were already weak, and he still insisted on standing with his gun, silently staring at the middle-aged warrior in front of him.

Ning Fengxiu was wearing light clothes, the cloth strips on the gun body were not removed, his clothes had been torn by the gun wind during the attack, but his face remained calm.

On the deck of the dragon boat, on the high platform, hurried voices sounded carefully and orderly, and the smoke and dust scattered.

He was not afraid or dodged, and after a glance, he closed his eyes slightly, lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, and let the soldiers on the deck line up like this, the shields and guards smashed down, and there was a crash of gold and iron. The sound, one shield wall after another, leaned against him not far away, forming a small circle between himself and Wang Luo.

After the shield guards came the halberds.
After the halberds came the crossbowmen
Such a scene of dead silence did not last long.

Wang Luo suddenly had a warning
The middle-aged warrior in front of him suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes.

After the crossbowman, there is Qi Liang's think tank, Crouching Dragon of Lanling City!

Forgive me!

A long spear was handed out, the tip of the spear pierced the air, and it hit heavily on the iron shield. The cloth strips were shattered, and the shield armor was also shattered. The young warrior shot out, and the big gun was just an ordinary white Liangmu gun, but no one could have imagined that that white Liangmu gun could directly smash the heavy shield and cut a bloody path in the formation.

What is even more unimaginable is that this bloody road does not lead to the bow of the ship, but to a deeper hinterland!

Ning Fengxiu is going to kill someone!
There was blood in the eyes of this lone wolf, and the momentum of looting was indomitable. Any warrior of the ninth rank can fight more than one enemy. His Royal Highness Qiliang even broke two thousand armors with a single sword in the Daji Mountains. Not everyone They all have such strength.

Killing Yijia is effortless.

Killing ten armors takes ten times more energy than killing one armor.

Without the means of plundering and killing like the female Hades, even someone as energetic as Yi Xiao would never have been able to get out of Liangjia City during the battle in the Daji Mountains.

Ning Fengxiu only has one gun, he doesn't have a lotus pond where half of the holy island's vitality is hidden, and he won't pluck hair and kill people with very little yuan.

So every shot was handed out, and we tried our best.

He only needs to kill one person.

The tip of the gun was folded forward, piercing a head, the rain of blood burst out and stained the white shirt, Ning Fengxiu's face remained unchanged and continued to move forward, but the body of the gun suddenly reversed direction, swept in a circle, and slapped heavily in pursuit The coming Wang Luo shot the Xining Spear Fairy flying out, and the white Liangmu gun body poked out in mid-air, and two puddles of blood rained out on Wang Luo's left and right shoulders, and he didn't stop after closing the gun.

The left and right shoulders of a disabled person are the skills of a disabled person using a spear.

There is a straight line between Ning Fengxiu and Qi Shu. He can clearly feel that the smart scholar has already started to escape, and he is facing the soldier, and countless people are rushing to die. If he wants to complete this plunder, he has nothing more to do. More energy to kill people outside this line, even if the opponent is Qi Liang's second general.

On the battlefield, Wang Luo can be as strong as a division of hundreds of people and thousands of people.

And Qi Shu, who has no power to restrain a chicken, can reach an army of ten thousand people!
If this Lanling Crouching Dragon is not killed, the entire North-South War, let alone planning to kill one hundred thousand people, will overthrow the country here!

Shouting to kill was like a tide, and the hot wind rolled away.

There are many small cities on the border of the southern region. The real big cities, which are enough to be included in the 36 cities of the Northern Wei Dynasty, have all fallen apart.

The gate of Sirius King City has been open for a long time. The most elite part of the soldiers of Ning Fengxiu's relatives has been transferred to the western defense line. There are not many people left behind in the base camp. The power and soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty are concentrated in Luoyang, so at this moment Sirius In Wangcheng, and in the entire southern region, most of the soldiers who came out to meet the enemy were directly descended from Luoyang.

The two groups of men and horses at the front had already charged together. The cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty charged with great momentum in the plain terrain. The battle drums at the top of the city were constantly beating, and the deafening air was filled with hot smoke and dust.

Hoarse, strenuous, angry voices, gold and iron scraping, swords piercing into flesh, burst out on the ground.

Withstood the charge of the first wave of cavalry, Qi Liang's landing was no longer so difficult, flesh and blood flew all over the place, the horses howled miserably, warriors from the Seven Great Families poured out from the belly of the ship, this was Qi Liang's first elite group, Practitioners in black robes flitting across the smoky land, holding formulas in their hands, and various spells light up
After the first batch of elites from the Seven Great Families appeared on the stage, Luoyang's battle situation changed completely. The cavalry's charge was crushed by completely unequal combat power. As if bumping into an invisible giant wall, his body twisted suddenly, and the people on horseback were thrown out together!

The fire and wind howled.

At a certain place on the battlefield, there are two robes, one black and one white, straddling the horse, and they are flying from west to east at high speed.

This battle line stretched extremely long, and behind them were cavalry in snow-white scale armor, galloping at an extremely fast speed.

This is the direct lineage of Sirius City, and also the most elite "Wolf Rider".

At this moment, there are only 100 people rushing past, and the number of 100 people. On this huge battlefield, they seem insignificant. The horseshoes are stepping on the hot wind, and the wolf riders did not stop at all. They came from the river line. The obstacles encountered along the way were much more difficult than the front line. Dozens of huge dragon boats and soldiers who had just disembarked from the belly of the ship traversed the entire front line. It was just that these Qiliang soldiers were caught by this wolf before they had time to line up. Disperse.

The black robe was billowing like smoke, Meng Qi rode his horse and galloped wildly, carrying two long spears on his back, one was a golden spear with a tiger head, and the other was a silver spear with five hooks, one gold and one silver, under the reflection of the fire, The eyes are extremely bright.

The burly man in black with a gloomy expression was walking at the forefront of the battle line. He was the leader of the wolf riders. He suddenly got off his horse, grabbed a soldier's head with a slap, wrapped his head with a huge slap, and ran twice to catch up with the horse. Continue to get on the horse's back and raise the pawn with both hands.

"Pfft" sounded.

A sharp arrowhead pierced through the heart armor of a soldier standing in front of him, blood splattered Meng Qi's face, he turned his gaze in one direction, and the elite of the Seven Great Families noticed his wolf cavalry. Qi Liang could not allow the wolf cavalry to be unlimited The charge, the next thing is to do it to yourself.

Their purpose has never been to kill the enemy, and the purpose of going so desperately deep into the enemy's stomach is only to save people.

Zhang Wenyuan and Meng Qi rushed side by side, and a brother behind him was shot down. The formation of the wolf cavalry was destroyed by the elite crossbowmen of the seven families. 100 people are the minimum number of people who can keep charging, but in this vast battlefield, it is really is too small.

"My lord, where is my lord?"

In the fire wind, the voice of the black robe was anxious.

Zhang Wenyuan glanced back, and the number of wolf riders behind him dropped sharply. From the time he was exposed, some people fell behind every breath, and they would never keep up.

They came here from the western frontier just to meet the lord. Qi Liang's raid by water was totally unreasonable. Now that the war had already broken out, how could there be any negotiations for peace?

The wolf rider's brother died miserably, what would it be like to have only the prince on the dragon boat?
He gritted his teeth hard and almost squeezed out a sound.

".Follow up, we're almost there!"

(End of this chapter)