Chapter 130: Fighting

"Coach, you should get some sleep first."

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

Fang Zhixing glanced at the tent, observed the surrounding environment for a while, and then went into the tent and lay down.

The thin dog also got into the tent, lay down at the door, and said in a voice transmission: "You go to sleep first, I'll keep watch for you."

At this time, Xigou knew his limits and did not make trouble with Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, then replied, "You can sleep too. This place was chosen by Luo Peiyun. I guess he must have sent someone to check it out beforehand, so it's probably safe. Besides, it's almost dawn, so we won't be able to sleep for long."

Xigou thought so too.

To put it another way, there are soldiers on duty all around, so even if there is danger, they will be able to receive warnings in time.

then!

The thin dog also lay down, closed his eyes and slept, trying to sleep as long as possible.

In a flash, it was dawn.

In the early morning, dew condensed and dripped.

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

Luo Peiyun was very cautious and did not allow people to make fires for cooking, so the entire army could only eat dry food.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou were more extravagant, as they ate meat balls.

The army soon set out again, climbing over two hills and crossing a river.

Before I knew it, it was almost 9:00 in the morning.

"stop!"

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

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

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

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

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

Upon seeing this, the young man in black immediately stood up and left, soon disappearing into the woods.

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

Luo Kezhao was the first to walk over.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing and others followed.

Luo Peiyun looked at them and said slowly, "Ten miles ahead, there is a 'Gu Yue Village'. Next, we have to capture the 'Gu Yue Village' and kill everyone in the village, leaving no one alive."

Fang Zhixing and the others looked at each other.

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

Luo Peiyun replied: "It is one of the strongholds established by the Martial Alliance. They trained a group of warriors in Guyue Village and taught them to hate the imperial court and the aristocratic families, and then plotted rebellion."

Everyone suddenly realized.

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

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

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

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

Fang Zhixing said: "I understand."

Luo Peiyun looked at Luo Kezhao and Lu Anfu again and ordered: "Guyue Village has a side gate. Later, you will lead a surprise attack team of 100 people to break in through the side gate."

Lu Anfu was stunned at first, then asked, "Is the side door easy to break into?"

Luo Peiyun sneered and said, "We have people in Guyue Village. When you attack the side gate, someone will open the door for you."

Lu Anfu suddenly realized and said excitedly: "Your Excellency is a wise and brave man who has a masterful mind!"

Luo Peiyun smiled and said, "Everyone else, follow me. Our mission is to attract the enemy's attention, so we must make a big noise and shout louder."

"clear!"

Everyone responded in unison, to put it bluntly, they were just there to stand out.

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 moment, a towering mountain rose from the ground.

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

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

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

Everyone dismounted and followed carefully.

About twenty minutes later, Fang Zhixing looked up and suddenly saw an open mountain road that suddenly appeared halfway up the mountain and meandered upwards.

"arrive."

Luo Peiyun turned his head and nodded to Fang Zhixing.

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

When they reached the reverse slope, Fang Zhixing stuck his head out and looked upwards.

Suddenly, a large village came into view.

The village is built against the mountain, and its south side is made up of tall wooden piles that are inserted into the ground tightly to form a wall, which is more than 30 meters high.

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

Fang Zhixing estimated the distance. The slope where they were was at least one hundred and twenty meters away from the top of the tower.

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

Fang Zhixing observed for a while 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 people with the best archery skills and led them to crawl forward and enter the depression.

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

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

The slope is a bit steep.

After a while, Fang Zhixing could no longer see them.

"rush!"

Suddenly, Luo Peiyun shouted loudly.

"Brothers, go!"

Ding Zhigang yelled at the top of his voice and rushed forward with a knife in hand.

“Kill!”

A group of infantrymen shouted and ran forward, as vast as a swarm of locusts flying by.

"shoot!"

Upon seeing this, Fang Zhixing immediately raised his head and shouted in a deep voice.

Three hundred archers knelt on one knee, with their bows already drawn, and shot arrows into the sky in unison.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~ Arrows flew across the air like rain and fell towards Guyue Village.

At first glance, the scene is quite spectacular.

But the result is...

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

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

"No matter if you hit the target or not, just keep shooting!" Fang Zhixing yelled.

The three hundred archers understood what he meant and just kept shooting arrows without thinking twice.

"Enemy attack!"

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

The archers in the four towers, looking down from their high vantage points, shot arrows one after another.

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

Whoosh! Three arrows were fired simultaneously, drawing a graceful arc and disappearing into the tower.

“Ahh~”

Then there was a scream, and a shooter covered his chest and fell directly from the tower, landing heavily on the ground.

Fang Zhixing kept drawing his bow and shooting arrows.

Soon, there was no movement from the tower he was targeting.

There were twenty archers in total. Fang Zhixing shot seven arrows in seven seconds and hit all of them.

Then he aimed at the adjacent tower and fired again.

In a blink of an eye, he took out two towers.

But the other two towers were on the other side, and the angle was a bit off, making it difficult to shoot.

“Follow me!”

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

They stopped less than fifty meters away, in an open area with no cover around.

But there is no need to worry about danger.

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

Fang Zhixing quickly drew his bow and shot an arrow.

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

Only a few people were unlucky and were shot and injured and had to retreat.

"superior!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

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

At the same time, someone threw a grappling hook upwards and used it to climb up.

Some people built a ladder and climbed up.

But soon, some people poked their heads out from the top and threw stones and poured kerosene down.

Whoosh~ A big fire started and someone was dancing in the flames.

Some people were hit on the head and bleeding, and rolled around in the flames.

The shouts of killing filled the air and resounded through the mountains and forests, scaring the birds and beasts away.

"die!"

Fang Zhixing solved 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 seeing that the number of arrows fired from the tower was decreasing, he couldn't help but laugh.

After a while, the sound of fierce fighting suddenly came from inside the village.

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

Soon, the gate of the village suddenly opened from the inside.

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

"Brothers, kill!"

Seeing this scene, Ding Zhigang and others became more morale-boosted and rushed into the village roaring.

Just at this moment, six figures rushed out.

One of the burly men rushed towards Ding Zhigang and punched him in the face.

Ding Zhigang was startled and hastily raised his left hand, clenched his fist, and punched the opponent head-on.

Bang! Both of them bounced back at the same time.

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

"Explosive Skill: Breaking Stones and Splitting Stones!"

The burly man had a murderous look on his face. He only took a breath before rushing forward again, using both fists, punching like a dragon.

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

The two men entangled in front of the village gate, fighting on the flames on the ground.

Luo Kezhao was entangled by two masters.

Lu Anfu also encountered a middle-aged man with an elegant face, who was also a bird-level shadow leopard.

The two men fought together, competing in agility.

At this time, Luo Peiyun arrived at the gate of the village.

He suddenly moved in front of Ding Zhigang and threw a punch.

Bang! A figure flew out backwards.

It was that burly man who crashed heavily into the bottom of the tower and was pierced through.

The tower immediately tilted and collapsed with a loud bang.

The burly man was pinned beneath the rubble and there was no sign of his survival.

"Thank you, sir." Ding Zhigang's face was full of gratitude.

That rough and sturdy man had reached the perfect python realm and was much stronger than him. He could not beat him.

"Luo Peiyun, it's you!"

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

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

Immediately afterwards, 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 over his chest and back were various hideous scars.

He was about forty years old, with a leopard head, 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, "I, your grandfather, am Greedy Wolf."

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 right now. Do you think we don't know where he is hiding?"

The burly man's face changed drastically, his muscles bulged violently, and he slapped out fiercely.

Luo Peiyun remained calm and waved his palm to meet the attack.

Boom! A wave of dust spread out in a circle.

The burly man stepped back repeatedly, leaving deep pits on the ground.

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, pounced on the burly man with incredible speed, and palmed him on the chest.

"Explosive Skill: Heavenly Heart Destroying!"

The burly man's face turned pale with horror, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

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

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

"Oh, you hurt yourself."

Luo Peiyun was surprised for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on and laughed, "I didn't expect that there are people who practice such a rubbish martial art as the Seven Wound Fist?"

The burly man laughed and said, "I, your grandfather, like to practice. So what?"

He raised his hand and punched him in the stomach again.

Puff~ He spat out another mouthful of blood.

But his overall power and prestige rapidly increased.

"Luo Peiyun, I have killed four people from your Luo family. If I kill you today, I will have a full hand. From now on, I can tell everyone that I have killed a full hand of people from the 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, long, and soft, and it kept surging like a long snake crawling.

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

"Seven Wounds Fist!"

The burly man threw a punch, and a stream of air appeared faintly in the air.

The two passed each other.

Luo Peiyun's hairpin broke and her hair flew everywhere.

The burly man fell to the ground and suddenly knelt down with blood gushing from his eyes.

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

The burly man roared loudly.

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

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

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

Luo Peiyun dodged sideways...

(End of this chapter)