Chapter 25: The Sudden Surrender of the Qinglang Army
Hua Yun took a deep breath, his chest and back muscles sank in two inches, with a loud crash, a meteor hammer struck him on the back. Hua Yun flew out horizontally for over ten meters.
Liáng Shān was unclear about what had happened, his hand shook and the eight dark phosphorus fires disappeared. Subconsciously, he stomped his foot and transformed into a flowing light that fled far away.
In the corner of his eye, he saw a tall and sturdy man with many small braids jumping high, chasing after Huayun with a meteor hammer.
Hua Yun drew out the soft sword from his waist, like a spirit snake wrapping around the Flowing Star Hammer, barely blocking it. His body retreated again, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The people watching from afar were shocked and stunned by this scene, how could this be?
Just then, the earth shook and cavalry appeared in large numbers from the northwest. Almost simultaneously, a mournful horn sounded on the outermost earthen tower.
A shooting star flashed and disappeared, leaving a cold glow. Qin Lang shouted loudly: "Qin Lang of the Qinglang Army is here! Those who surrender will not be killed!"
Oh heavens! It's this evil star, some people collapsed to the ground on the spot, those who reacted quickly turned around and ran, like a fast-motion scene in a movie, rushing straight into the nearest earthen building.
At this moment, the bustling crowd on the commercial street of Majiabao suddenly saw thirty or forty people in various costumes, some holding bamboo poles and others wearing straw hats, drawing their swords and shouting loudly.
In the Ink Workshop, Wu Tu Zheng is with Mo Ling.
Mo Ling's face changed as soon as he heard the sound, his body moved swiftly like a swallow to the counter, his hands clapped three times in succession, and the shop door closed with a loud bang. The door panel was pulled open, revealing a shiny iron-made carriage. In a loud voice, he said: "Mo family descendants, listen to my orders, come out!"
An old man and four middle-aged men in black robes quickly took their positions, sat down beside the eight trigrams stove on the second floor, shouted in unison, and slapped the eight trigrams stove heavily.
The ink family crest on the stove suddenly turned blood red, a flash of red light, and with a loud crash, the entire roof of the Mo Workshop collapsed. A black, sleek Mo Family war chariot burst out.
Liáng Shān would certainly think this is a tank from later generations.
Other branches of Mo Gong Fang don't have this treatment, after all, Mo Ling is different.
Originally, the entire Mohe Workshop was outsourced with mud bricks, carved beams and painted pillars, which were no different from other shops. In fact, the interior of the shop was a war chariot that could be driven away in an emergency.
The night before, Mo Ling discovered the anomaly around Majiabao through that paper kite, but it was not confirmed yet. However, for safety reasons, Mo Ling had already released the Mo family's messenger pigeon, and the Mo family's disciples within 500 miles were rushing over, but they didn't expect the other side to make a move so quickly, apparently it was too late.
It was the Green Wolf Army, and from afar came the howling of the Qin Wolves, causing Mo Ling's brow to furrow.
"Miss, is there anything I can do?" Wu Tu said hastily.
"Just stay by my side."
The Mohist chariot suddenly rushed out, leaving the Qinglang Army guards unprepared. A burst of arrow rain, and in an instant, five or six people fell to the ground.
A long whistle, the Qinglang Army's Imperial Guard suddenly fanned out in a fan shape and rushed towards the Qingyu Building, apparently to join forces with Qin Lang.
At this time, Hua Yun spat out another mouthful of blood mist, his complexion wan and weak. He turned to Liangshan and shouted loudly: "These are bandits, let them get away with it, and the Ma family's fortress will not be left with a single chicken or dog."
Liáng Shān was stunned and thought to himself: What does the massacre at Mǎ Jiā Bǎo have to do with him?
Liáng Shān no longer hesitated, his body flashed and he suddenly jumped into the Qingyu Building. As soon as he entered, a loud crash was heard, and the thousand-pound gate fell heavily, startling Liáng Shān into a cold sweat.
Liáng Shān looked around, everywhere were robust men with good equipment, several streams of people rushed up the earthen building walls, someone on the building shouted loudly: "Release!"
Liangshan heard a "hum" in his ear, and a hail of arrows shot out.
What's going on? It's too noisy, never mind, I'm just here to save my daughter.
Liáng Shān pulled his leg and ran, crossing the heavy courtyard buildings, until he reached the core of the Mǎ family ancestral temple.
No one stopped him, it was as if no one noticed him in the chaos. Liangshan arrived at the side hall and kicked open the door with one foot, only to see Ma Wencai's faceless face.
Ma Wencai rushed from his father's side to the side hall, making a last-ditch effort to coerce Zhu Qingyun. If she refused, the Ma family would not forgive Liangshan this time.
Ma Wen had just said a few words when he heard a loud commotion outside and the sound of bugles, his face turned even paler.
Liáng Shān rushed in, and Mǎ Wén Cái was so frightened that he couldn't even use his skills as the number one master of the younger generation. Liáng Shān kicked him to the ground with one foot and cursed: "You dare to have ideas about my wife, you must have eaten the heart of a leopard."
Ma Wencai fell to the ground, his handsome face trampled by Liangshan several times. Ashamed and furious, he struggled to get up and said: "Liangshan Bo, you have the guts to kill me today!"
With a loud "slap", Ma Wencai's face was heavily slapped, and he rolled over and flew out, heavily colliding with the pillar, almost losing his breath.
"Girl, let's go!" Liangshan grabbed Zhuli Yun's hand and ran out without giving her a chance to say anything.
Two people had just run out of the side hall when they heard a loud crash. The outermost gate of the five-gate courtyard was suddenly shattered, and a tall, two-meter-tall man with disheveled hair burst in, holding a knife in one hand and a bloody head in the other, like a fierce demon from hell.
Liang Shan took a deep breath, and that Hua Yun was actually beheaded by this guy, all within a few breaths. The severed head dripped with fresh blood, the trachea clearly visible, Liang Shan couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea.
"Come on, Qingyun, let's hurry up." Liangshan pulled Qingyun, but couldn't budge her, and saw that she was staring at that person.
"That man is too powerful, let's go!" As soon as Liang Shan's voice fell, a strange "humming" sound was heard in the sky and earth, like countless birds flapping their wings together.
Mo Ling in the Mohist chariot heard this voice and his face changed greatly, saying: "Not good! Exploding Flame Crossbow!"
The outermost circle of Majiabao's earth buildings, Wei Daoer's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and he shouted: "Not good!" The whole person suddenly rose from the ground, rushing high.
In the air, a thousand giant explosive crossbow bolts suddenly flew in, and at the moment they touched the earth building, a layer of green mist rose from the earth building. This was the defensive formation of the earth building, but unfortunately it only blocked for a moment. The explosive crossbow bolts instantly fell on the earth building, and immediately let out a shocking explosion sound: Boom! Boom! The continuous booming sounds caused the first three earth buildings to collapse suddenly.
The earth building was not so easy to collapse originally, after a night of heavy rain, the lower corner of the earth building was actually eroded quite a bit. If let Liangshan come to determine, it is almost like the enemy launched a weather war in advance and created an acid rain.
Chen Si Niang's brother Chen Yong was in the rear earth building, with his bow and arrow at the ready. His heart was racing with excitement as he quickly put on his armor, just as the mountain bandits were about to attack, presenting him with an opportunity to make a name for himself. Just as he rushed up to the top of the building, he saw the front earth building collapse, and the cries of despair were like those from hell, never-ending in his ears. He was suddenly stunned, like a wooden chicken.
Explosion, the earth shook, the air rippled, and Liangshan was stunned. He thought to himself, "What kind of world is this?" A strange clattering sound came from the sky, and when Liangshan looked up, he saw a huge iron bird spreading its wings and flying northwest.
Airplane? What's with the airplane?!
Liáng Shān originally thought he had already understood this world, now it seems that's clearly not the case.
The iron bird is the Mohist war chariot, with Mò Líng giving a single order, the two sides of the war chariot suddenly sprout wings, and after the Mohist characters are sprayed out by the skilled craftsmen in the Mohist workshop with fresh blood, they are fiercely driven to take off directly into the air.
The iron bird can fly, but the cost is too high for the Mo family.
Hum, the second wave of explosive crossbow bolts flew over, and the Mo family's war bird suddenly spat out a large piece of flame in mid-air, attacking the central area where the explosive crossbow bolts exploded in mid-air. Even so, two small earthen buildings were still blown down.
The horn sounded, and a large number of cavalry gathered on the distant plain, along with tens of thousands of densely packed infantrymen, gradually accelerating, surging like a tide, causing the earth to violently shake.
Whoosh! Wei Dao'er emerged from the ruins, letting out a long whistle: "Black Armor Army, long spears and bows!"
A sudden urgent bell rang out from the Qingyu Building, and the long gun soldiers of various buildings rushed out, occupying their respective positions, showing their usual training.
At this time, Qin Lang had led thirty imperial guards to kill his way into the Qingyu Building. Qin Lang charged towards the wall of the earthen building, and those who blocked him fell down like leaves on both sides, not a single general could withstand him.
A guard was cut down by the Qin wolf, from lower left to upper right, split in two by the curved blade. One half of his body hung straight on the railing, emitting a hot mist in the early winter air.
Qin Lang's body suddenly sprang up, like a hunting leopard about to climb the wall of the earthen building. Just then, he heard an angry shout: "You beast!" Yin Shangzi appeared out of thin air, and with a flick of his sleeve, countless silver threads shot straight at Qin Lang's face.
"Alright, with Lao Da here, let's go!" Liangshan said hastily.
It's not filming a movie now, it's real knives and guns. If you don't leave now, it will be too late. Zhi Qingyun shook his head, with a sorrowful expression on his face.
Liáng Shān stamped his foot, he was afraid of this, at this moment he fully understood the helplessness of Sun Wukong towards Tang Seng. Liáng Shān raised his head again, and unexpectedly Qin Lang was fighting evenly with Yin Shangzi.
Qin Lang was obviously a congenitally perfect Grandmaster, but no matter how powerful he was, how could he fight against a cultivator?
Liangshan was concentrating, when he saw Qinlang's body twist a few times, as if breaking free from invisible shackles. Suddenly, he pulled out an arrow from behind his back, drew his bow and shot the arrow in one swift motion.
The whole Liangshan was stunned, three arrows! This is not strange, what's strange is that the three arrows shot out extremely slowly, you can clearly see the three arrows moving bit by bit. And even stranger is that, in mid-air, Yin Shangzi actually started to struggle, just like a fish trapped in a net, and he even showed a frightened expression.
Military general!
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