Without Xiang Siwen's pinch, Du Yinglin, who was killed by Fang Greedy Wolf, was sweating and his back was as white as paper, and the gap in the realm was not something that courage could make up for at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The situation was still favorable, Chang Wei glanced at Tang Jinyi on his side, and then raised the Wind Splitting Blade with his right hand, and the wind-chasing leg under his feet spread, killing Xiang Siwen's side.

This distance is just right for the chain gun attack, Xiang Siwen's double guns are raised diagonally, one shot seals Chang Wei's travel route, and the other shot counterattacks, and it is not difficult to deal with it.

It's just that his side was completely exposed in front of Tang Jinyi, and two blue flying knives shot at his waist and right arm in a strange arc.

Xiang Siwen was forced to change his position, and with a flip of his wrist and a shot unfolded into a chain, the other shot aimed at the Wind Splitting Blade.

The power on the Wind Splitting Blade was much weaker than the previous blow, and it seemed that Chang Wei's internal strength was weak, so he was easily repulsed, and the pressure on Xiang Siwen's heart relaxed, and he tried his best to deal with the two flying knives with high poison.

At the same time as picking up the flying knife, Xiang Siwen suddenly saw the fire in Chang Wei's hand, and immediately, a burst sounded in his ears.

"Musket!" Xiang Siwen was so frightened that he no longer bothered to go up the road blocking the top of the mountain, exerted all his internal strength, and flew back.

No matter how fast Xiang Siwen passed the musket, the dark red projectile and a large amount of gunpowder hit him in the right arm at close range under the powerful force of the explosion.

Bang!

Scraps of flesh and bones and black blood exploded and turned into a disgusting mess that flew everywhere in all directions.

Hula, Xiang Siwen's hair and beard were ignited by the burning flames, half of his face was burned black and burned, and his flesh and blood were sizzling, and Bai Sensen's jaw bone was exposed to his sight.

The people of the White Lotus Sect and the Thirteen Serial Villages were stunned by Xiang Siwen's miserable and terrifying appearance, and even Chang Wei, the initiator, did not expect that the power of the musket at close range would be so terrifying.

The Fengyun Heroes and the Nine Sons of the Big Dipper were stunned for a moment before they came to their senses, and their eyes were full of excitement.

Needless to say, the two heroes of Fengyun have long been accustomed to seeing scenes of musket killings in Liaodong and the South China Sea, and the Nine Sons of the Big Dipper have also been on the battlefield with Chaotianque, and this kind of scene is not unfamiliar.

The eleven Yanling knives were mighty, and the demoralized enemies who were killed kept retreating, and even Du Yinglin and Wu Yuanbai, the two scum, were also stabbed a few times and covered in blood, and more than a dozen die-hard disciples of the White Lotus Sect desperately blocked the fatal Yanling knife and snatched Xiang Siwen back into the crowd.

In an instant, the gap was opened, and the fourteen men rushed to the top of the mountain, guarding the path in front of the mountain and confronting the enemy.

This short period of fighting was extremely tragic, and more than a dozen masters looked relaxed, but in fact, they spent a lot of internal strength, just taking advantage of this time to take a breath.

After a stalemate, more than a dozen archers poured out from the bottom of the mountain, the little leader shouted, and more than a dozen feathered arrows shot back at the top of the mountain, although the sparse arrow rain had no effect on the fourteen masters, but they couldn't raise their heads, and gradually the enemy was already approaching within fifty paces.

Chang Wei suddenly stood up from behind a rock, and fired two arrows in quick succession to shoot the nearest archer who rushed backwards.

The other party was waiting for him to show his head, and more than a dozen archers immediately fired a volley at him, Chang Wei didn't blink his eyes, and shot the remaining six arrows at once, and the six archers fell in response.

Ding Ding Ding!

Seeing that the rain of arrows arrived in front of him, several long knives stretched out behind him to shoot down all the more than a dozen feathered arrows.

"Throw!" Chang Wei roared, and several boulders rumbled down the mountain road, and the smashed enemy jumped quickly, and hurriedly ran back to the mountainside, and it was in vain to advance for a long time.

Chang Wei took advantage of the situation to lead people to attack down the mountain, but without the cover of the mountain rocks, he was suppressed by the enemy's archers, and the split head attacked, although he could kill a few people, but he could not get rid of the entanglement of many enemies, and even the danger of injury, everyone did not want to make senseless sacrifices.

Anyway, they can grasp the enemy's movements at any time from a high position, as long as they drag on for a little for half a day, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion who can't wait for news will naturally go up the mountain to look for them, and the corpses and traces of the fight along the road will point out the direction for the soldiers.

At this time, Xiang Siwen's angry roar came from the mountainside: "Chang Wei dog thief, although I can't kill you, but I can let the No. 100 dog official in Nanjing Imperial City bury me!"

"What, what is this bastard going to do?" Chang Wei's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately rushed to the cliff, and looked down at the frightened sweat all over his body.

"Cannons, cannons, cannons! This bastard wants to bombard the palace!"

According to folk legend, after the completion of the construction of the large-scale Nanjing city wall, Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang led all the princes and military generals to climb the Purple Mountain to view the city.

In order to boast of his achievements, Zhu Yuanzhang asked proudly: "How is this city built?"

The ministers praised in unison, but Zhu Di, who was only fourteen years old, disagreed: "The cannons on the Purple Mountain hit the Purple City." ”

As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang, who was eloquent and strategic, heard this, he immediately ordered the construction of the outer Guocheng on the periphery of Nanjing City, including Jubao Mountain, Purple Mountain, Shogunate Mountain and other commanding heights outside the city, thus eliminating worries. It has formed a magnificent scene with a circumference of one hundred and eighty miles, thirteen gates inside and eighteen gates outside.

Chang Wei didn't expect that more than two hundred years later, the White Lotus Sect would really come up with the idea of 'building a cannon on the Purple Mountain and bombarding the Purple City'.

Chang Wei said solemnly: "Everyone, the situation is urgent, please follow me down the mountain, the first goal is to destroy the artillery!"

The thieves only had one cannon, and the casualties caused by the bombardment of the Nanjing Imperial Palace may not be significant, but the political significance is unparalleled.

For more than 200 years in the Ming Dynasty, no one has ever been able to pose a threat to the Liangjing Imperial Palace, and now if it is bombarded, even if it only hurts a piece of tiles in the palace, it is enough to make the heads of officials of Nanjing City fall to the ground.

In particular, Chang Wei is close at hand, if the thieves bombard the Nanjing Imperial Palace in front of him, I am afraid that without Teng Leshan, Min Chengbi, Tian Ergeng, Wei Liangqing and other opponents to speak, the impeachment of the imperial historian will fly like snowflakes in front of the emperor's dragon case.

More than a dozen masters also felt this solemn and solemn atmosphere, and He Chong took the lead and rushed down the mountain.

The sparse rain of arrows couldn't stop He Chong for a moment, and with the support of strong internal force, his figure was not much inferior to Tang Jinyi.

One hundred and ten steps passed in a blink of an eye, and the short stick in his left hand suddenly swung out, slamming the head of the thief in front of him into a rotten watermelon, and pouring blood on He Chong's body.

He Chong did not evade, and with a backhand wave of the Yanling knife in his right hand, he split the head of another thief in half, and He Chong, who had not participated in the battle in the rivers and lakes for many years, finally showed his strength comparable to the twenty on the list of heroes.

Followed by Tang Jinyi, who was extremely skillful, he did not engage with the thieves, but fell straight into the encirclement of the thieves, and when the thieves raised their knives to chop them into meat sauce, Tang Jinyi suddenly burst out of a dense blue light in front of and behind him.

Flying needles like drizzle, flying knives like willow leaves, crossbow arrows the size of fingers, dark green like peanuts, almost a hundred and ten hidden weapons burst out at the same time, and in an instant, Tang Jinyi turned into a humanoid weapon, and within five steps, more than a dozen thieves screamed and fell to the ground in unison, all covered in black and green, and life was worse than death.

The rest of the people used all their strength to rush desperately towards the cannon on the mountainside.

Just when everyone was still fifty or sixty paces away from the cannon, a thief led the torch in his hand to the arquebus at the end of the cannon.

Chang Wei's eyes were split, he slashed the thief in front of him with a knife, held another musket in his right hand, took a long breath, knelt on one knee in the middle of the run, and instantly ran the internal strength of the sunset arrow method, firmly locked the thief gunner, and pulled the trigger fiercely with his fingers.

At the same time, Bai Sensen, who was exposed to Siwen, cracked his jaw, showed a terrifying smile, and reached out and pushed a thief behind him and immediately blocked behind the gunner.

Bang!

The musket projectile hit the substitute with accuracy, and the gunner ignited the cannon fire rope in time.

A ball of fire rolled out from the huge cannon muzzle, attracting everyone's attention, and a frightened cry came from Chang Wei's mouth, "No!"