The sharp arrow breaks through the thunder.

Countless arcs splashed and scattered in all directions.

The source of the sharp arrow is a bed crossbow with a silvery luster.

The crossbow, which was motivated by morale, was huge in size and destructive. The bowstrings buzzed and spit out a roar that could penetrate more than a dozen people. Several martial soldiers surrounded both sides of the crossbow, and two tacitly twisted the wheel axles, four of them set their bows and arrows. The two stared at the dark sky and adjusted the shooting direction. The remaining martial soldiers were responsible for protecting the safety of the crossbow and ensuring that they were not destroyed by the enemy.

As Fang Yan ended, the situation began to stabilize.

He was dedicated to using his spirit to assist Chao Lian with his words to ensure that he reached the best combat state, and issued instructions to allocate morale in the city and transformed into a bed crossbow to deal with the continuous descending thunder tribulation.

These lightnings look scary, but their power is still lacking in comparison with the one that year. Fang Yan doesn't believe that they are endless. As long as they can accurately shatter each lightning and ensure that the barrier is not damaged too much, the enemy in the dark will sooner or later not be able to sit still.

What do you want to sit in the Diaoyutai in front of him?

The power range of the crossbow is related to morale.

The arrows they use also consume morale.

The war has just begun, and morale needs to be saved.

Fang Yan's mind constantly estimated the morale needed to smash these lightnings, calculate the frequency of their fall, and ordered people to transform enough crossbows. It takes time to accumulate power from crossbows. It takes time to calculate the strength of crossbows and the effort of shaking the wheel shaft and placing the bow and installing arrows, and it is easy to have gaps and be exploited.

No matter how you calculate it, there will be a blind spot for defense.

At this time, you need to shoot crossbows in an interlaced manner and take turns to move out.

The remaining missing lightning can be handed over to Chao Lian to clean up.

Despite leaving for many years, many guards in Shangnan County were old men of that year, and the other Fang Yan was extremely convinced. Fang Yan was very skilled, and the guards were determined to lose their merits and the whole process was smooth and there were no errors in orders or untimely issues. As lightning exploded in the air, the bang bang movements were like a gorgeous fireworks event.

The common people who were hiding fearfully poked their heads out carefully.

Many people stared at the eyes in surprise.

"My grandma, look, it's a flower."

The child was held in the arms of a woman, and the mother and daughter were curled up in the corner together. The child pointed his fingers at the sky, his eyes were confused. She was less than five years old and grew up in a relatively stable environment as soon as she was born, so she didn't know much about the nightmare mentioned by her elders, and naturally she didn't understand the flowers blooming in the sky. Why did the adults tremble so much that they were scared to death? Previously, my father and mother took her to the lantern festival, and there were such beautiful flowers, but they didn't do that at that time.

As soon as her hand was stretched out, her mother pressed down.

Ah Niang said, "Don't look, don't be afraid."

As she said that, she looked around and saw that the chaotic street was deserted and there was only a mess left. She no longer hesitated and hurriedly ran home with her child in her arms. The fear of a few years ago rushed to the sky, and her legs were weak, as if they could not be strong. Every step seemed to be stepping on a pile of heavy straw. She firmly believed in her heart and overcame her fear. The child lay on her shoulder and looked up at the dense blooming flowers in the sky. This was the first time she saw such a color of flowers. She murmured: "It's so beautiful."

The lightning was shattered at a high position, and many areas in the city could see this scene with their own eyes. Many common people hiding from all over the world looked at it in a daze, their beating hearts inexplicably calmed down, and their hearts kept begging and praying to the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, so don’t fall down!

"ah--"

A corner suddenly burst into tears.

A fish that escaped the net slashed straight into the city.

The lightning broke through the night, illuminating the face of man's face sour purple.

Boom-

The terrifying thunder exploded above my head.

This lightning did not hit the barrier in the city, but instead injured the generals who rushed to the scene. For the brave warriors, this power was not enough to be fatal, but it was enough to drink a pot. The residual current ran around the limbs and bones, causing the body's martial energy to riot and the qi and blood boiling against the flow.

The general in the air couldn't hold his body in a stable position and had to be forced to fall on the roof of the market for a while. The next moment she flew up again.

These lightnings are controlled by people.

Their power and fall frequency are not fixed at all!

After a little understanding of the defense layout of Shangnan, she resolutely increased the coverage and number of lightning, but in an instant, more than a dozen "flying fish" bombarded indiscriminately appeared. The brave warrior chose the nearest attack. Her attack was not yet fully prepared and her strength was not very strong. If she forced herself to take the second shot, she would be seriously injured at the worst, and would damage her foundation at the worst. It would be difficult for her to survive in martial arts.

It’s not that I don’t understand this truth.

But I understand even more that there is no future without a way out.

Fang Yan recited the words lightly.

"...It is a bow, the feather spear is a arrow, and it is triggered by the air..."

In a short while, there will be a deputy future report.

"Military advisor, there are not enough crossbows!"

Not only are there not enough bed crossbows, but there are not enough martial soldiers who cooperate with bed crossbows.

The power of these lightning is not enough to break through the barrier, but it can continuously consume defense capabilities. As a result, the enemy's side has not touched the side, and their limits are almost tempted by the enemy. But to this point, they have not even seen the shadow of the enemy. Before the enemy has arrived, they have fully extended the deterrent power!

It is the first time I have seen such a scene in half my life.

If those elite defenders were not cheated...

It's not so tight.

If there is insufficient guards, the morale will be provided naturally.

Fang Yan thought about a solution in his mind, but he felt regretful.

He regretted that he had borrowed only private soldiers from each family. If he had known this, he would have forced each family to take hostages. They would have to cooperate with the city to defend the city. Each family could still get a group of literary scholars and brave warriors. Although their strength was not consistent, they were better than nothing. So, the deputy general saw Fang Yan's mouth moving, as if he was murmuring.

“…it’s still time now.”

Is it too late?

What's too late?

Such a question arose in the deputy general's mind.

Little did they know that at this moment, someone had already shown a terrified expression, his facial features were almost distorted, and he rarely abandoned the gentleman's demeanor of aristocratic families, and cursed him very badly: "Fang Laoliu, are you still an individual? I ** Do you believe it or not!"

Fang Yan came to the doorstep of his first home.

The old friend looked at his corner of his house in horror.

Just now, the servant came to report that a large area of ​​brightly colored mushrooms suddenly grew in the corner of the wall. Mushrooms alone would not alarm the head of the family. But the insects lying on the ground next to the mushrooms were extremely poisonous at first glance, and there was a thin silk thread connection between the mushrooms, which was not a good mushroom. An old friend rushed to see her legs and after digesting the scene in front of her, she began to curse.

Why greet Gu Ren instead of Fang Yan’s ancestors?

Of course, it is a great lethal greeting.

Greetings to Fang Yan's ancestors, Gu Ren, could even anger Fang Yan even more, and he forgot that Gu Ren was also his old master. The old friend was so angry that his heart hurt. He covered his heart and breathed violently: "Fang Laoliu, Fang Laoliu, I have never ended up with you in this life!"

It’s really Fang Yan’s deceiving others too much.

The front foot soldiers came to the door to threaten the borrower, and the back foot threatened his house with poison. Although there was no word left, I knew what Fang Yan wanted to express when looking at this mushroom.

Want an antidote?

Come and get it.

Yes, these mushrooms are poisons caused by Fangyan.

He used this trick to poison all the enemies' families back then. At that time, the government could not find any clues to his evil deeds. Fang Yan decisively fled from his ancestral home after taking revenge. After some encounter, he met Gu Ren.

This old friend, who was recommended by his family, assisted in the family extermination case not long after he became an official. So far, I still remember the appearance of mushrooms on the surface of the body when the coroner was conducting a post-mortem examination.

He still knew from Fang Yan that the murderer of the family was himself. At that time, considering that the court was gone and the two families were revenge again, Fang Yan surrendered to Gu Ren again, and his arm could not twist his thighs, so the matter was left alone.

Never expected--

Fang Yan will be shameless to this point.

The housekeeper was careful to serve him: "Parent?"

The old friend covered his mouth and nose, and his black face made people leave these poisonous mushrooms, neither pulling nor burning: "Call the young and strong people in the mansion, and 70% of them were searched to defend the three cities! The remaining 30% were left to protect the old and weak people in the mansion, and let the backyard start to clean up."

Once this city is lost—

Young children and elderly and weak women fled in the chaos.

The ancestors and ancestors bless me, and I only hope to retain a trace of fire.

Keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood.

He also sent someone to inform the other families and told everyone that Fang Yan’s sinister intentions were obvious to tie up everyone and die together. Those who didn’t want to die would try their best to defend the city. Otherwise, once Fang Yan died, all the poisoned people would be buried with him!

No matter what the outcome of this battle is, this revenge has been settled.

The old friend brought people over and scolded him even more unpleasantly.

He is also a literary scholar.

Disliked the speed too slow, he handed the people in the mansion to his clan brothers and rushed to the front line first. During this period, the thunder that could not be stopped doubled with the naked eye. The thickness and color of the barrier were also slightly weaker, and the thunder clouds were still in a tendency to thicken.

An old friend knew at a glance that the situation was not conducive to the defense.

"Fang Laoliu, you will die if you die. You just happened to see Gu Ziyi. What should I do?" When he saw Fang Yan, the angry he had finally suppressed, he rubbed his anger. He cursed in his mouth, but still accepted his fate in action to impose an increase in the spirit of the word, and said helplessly, "Chen Youli is more slaughtering than Gu Ziyi back then. Do you know how many people want her to die without a complete body?"

Does he know?

He didn't know at all.

Not only do I not know, I also want to lose my life.

Fang Yan faintly exposed his old friend's thoughts: "I know, why don't you know, I'm afraid you want to see her die."

The old friend didn't hide it, and said happily, "No one with some background is not looking forward to her death."
To be continued...