"Five miles?"
Zhou Zhiruo quickly looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "My dear, with the speed of cavalry, five miles will take at most a quarter of an hour. Should we do something now?"
Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and said, "It's almost done."
"Even though it is dark now, when our troops are more than a mile away, they will definitely be noticed by the Yuan soldiers guarding the city."
"Let's get moving."
The three of them looked at each other and drew their weapons at the same time.
After they flew down, they rushed towards the city gate.
Perhaps it was because their speed was so fast that they were not discovered until Zhang Wuji was only a few feet away from the Yuan soldiers guarding the city.
The three ghostly figures scared the Yuan soldiers present.
One of them drew the scimitar from his waist and shouted, "Who are you? The city is under curfew. Why don't you leave quickly?"
Zhao Linger said angrily: "It is you who should leave."
With the flash of swords and the shadow of knives, in just a moment, several lives were lost under Zhao Linger's knife.
Before those Yuan soldiers died, some of them still cried for help.
This dying wail also triggered a series of reactions.
The Yuan soldiers in the distance shouted loudly: "The enemy is attacking, quickly, kill those people."
In this situation, as long as one person calls for help, it will trigger a series of reactions.
It seemed that in just a moment, a large number of Yuan troops rushed towards Zhang Wuji and his men.
Zhao Linger hurriedly said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Sister, hurry up, the young master and I are here to hold you up."
Zhou Zhiruo didn't waste any words. She walked towards the city gate with a long sword in her hand.
Above the city gate was a gate pillar as thick as Zhou Zhiruo's waist.
It looks like it weighs about three or four hundred kilograms.
Zhou Zhiruo placed her slender white palm on the gate pillar and then gathered all her strength to push upwards.
Although her cultivation level is far inferior to Zhao Linger's, she can still handle a weight of three or four hundred kilograms.
Zhou Zhiruo bit the drum lightly with her silver teeth, and after gathering all her strength, she lifted the three or four hundred jin sealing pillar with one hand.
At this moment, hundreds of soldiers had already rushed to Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger.
The shouts and cries of killing have resounded through the sky.
In the distance, Wei Xiangjun, who was still hiding in the dark, was already getting a little anxious.
She said to Yang Buhui, "Sister, should we take action now?"
Yang Buhui shook her head: "No, it's not the time yet. Wait a little longer. Even though there are hundreds of Yuan soldiers, Brother Wuji and Sister Queen can handle them."
…
Just as Yang Buhui said, although Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger were fighting against hundreds of enemies at this moment, their cultivation had already reached the pinnacle.
A few days ago, Zhao Min alone killed hundreds of people on the city wall of Jinyang, let alone Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger now.
Facing the attack of the Yuan soldiers, Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger swung their swords together. This was the first time they had joined forces to fight the enemy, but they coordinated with each other very skillfully, as if they had become one.
With this flawless coordination, dozens of Yuan soldiers have died under their swords.
Some people don't want to live, but no one is not afraid of death. When the Yuan soldiers saw how powerful Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger were, they actually stopped for a moment.
Then, a small leader of the Yuan army shouted loudly: "Quick, kill this pair of dogs and bitches, shoot them quickly."
A distance of several dozen meters is the range where bows and arrows have the greatest lethality.
Yu Fei was injured under such circumstances.
After receiving the order from the Yuan army leader, dozens of Yuan soldiers drew their bows and drew their arrows almost at the same time.
Dozens of arrows flew straight towards the vital points of Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger.
But at this moment, Zhao Linger stood in front of Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji was not very surprised by this action. He had long seen how powerful Zhao Linger's double swords were. Just a few dozen arrows could not hurt his woman.
However, Wei Xiangjun, who was watching the battle from a distance, was a little frightened. She asked Yang Buhui again: "Sister Yang, shouldn't we go and help?"
Yang Buhui said: "Wait a little longer, don't be anxious, Brother Wuji's cultivation is among the top five in the world, and Sister Queen's cultivation is probably not worse than Brother Wuji's."
"Just a few dozen arrows can't hurt them."
…
Just as Yang Buhui said, just a few dozen arrows really couldn't hurt them.
Zhao Linger was seen swinging two swords with all her might, and the blades, filled with endless internal energy, swept towards the Yuan soldiers in front of them.
Zhang Wuji saw this and thought to himself, "Fortunately, my sister is mine. If my sister was Zhao Min's, or if she also wanted to fight for a share of the world, then the troubles I would encounter would be far more than just this one."
After one move, more than a dozen Yuan soldiers were knocked to the ground, and the dozens of arrows that were flying towards them were all shaken off by Zhao Linger's powerful internal force.
Yang Buhui said from a distance: "See, I told you that the Queen is very powerful. From now on, we two have to behave well in front of the Queen, otherwise, we may die without knowing why we died."
Wei Xiangjun said: "That's true. The Queen is so powerful. If it were me, I would most likely have become a hedgehog if I had been hit by those dozens of arrows just now."
…
After the attack failed, the leader of the Yuan army became a little panicked.
He shouted again: "Don't stop, don't stop, keep shooting arrows, and make sure to kill these two people here."
A torrential rain of arrows attacked Zhao Linger and Zhang Wuji again.
This time, Yang Buhui, who was watching the fight from a distance, spoke to Wei Xiangjun and said, "Sister, now is the time for us to take action."
"But remember, you must not be too stubborn. If we let Brother Wuji hold us back, we'd be better off not coming here."
…
In Yang Buhui's eyes, the timing was just right. Countless Yuan soldiers had already set their sights on Zhang Wuji and his men, so they never expected that two more people would suddenly appear behind them.
Although Yang Buhui and Wei Xiangjun's cultivation was far inferior to Zhang Wuji and the others, this sudden attack still caught the Yuan army present off guard.
The two of them quickly rushed to the back of the Yuan army that was shooting arrows, and the two long swords in their hands worked together seamlessly.
This sudden scene also surprised Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger.
Zhao Linger has always been a good-tempered person, but at this moment, she couldn't help but whispered: "Damn it, why are these two little girls here? It's so unreasonable. They simply ignored my words. After this incident, I will definitely teach them a good lesson."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com