In Yiqing Garden, when everyone learned that the owner of the village and the girl of unknown origin who called herself Huanwan were here, they all rushed over, followed by twenty or thirty other guards.

Before they even saw the two of them, the sound of a piano could be heard.

Everyone obviously didn't care about what was being played, and their chaotic footsteps hit the ground without stopping. Only Murong Fu walked leisurely, paying attention and admiring the music.

In the sound of the piano, there is a lingering and irresistible sadness. The harder I listen, the harder it is to let go. My heart gradually feels like it is being weighed down by a thousand kilograms of stone, making me want to look up to the sky and scream.

Finally, everyone came to a stop in front of the small pavilion in the garden.

There is a man and a woman in the pavilion. The man is naturally the city lord Fang Zetao. The woman has her back to everyone, leaving only a frail and infinitely graceful figure. Her jade hands bounce lightly between the strings, and her voice gushes out naturally like a mountain spring.

Not a single stagnation.

People say that "the piano is the voice of the heart". Although there is a possibility of disguise when playing this piece of music, if it relies only on technique without emotion, it will obviously not be able to impress other masters.

Murong Fu felt a trace of mental fluctuations and a sense of loneliness contained in the piano. He thought of the goals of the Yingui Sect and his own situation, and knew that the sound of the piano at the moment was not random.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped after a few strong sounds full of murderous sounds.

Huanwan turned around, her face was so beautiful that she looked like an elf in the world, which made everyone stunned. Even women like Shang Xiuxun and Wang Yuyan, who were both stunningly beautiful, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

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Huanwan has a pretty face that is still childish, with almost perfect and impeccable delicate facial features, just the right cherry lips and beautiful nose, forming an endearing and unbearable charm on her slightly petite body. The best thing is

What's more interesting is that under the skin of Xishuang Saixue, a pair of undressed white feet stretches out from under the skirt. The slightly curved arc will make any man's breath stop when he sees it...

Murong Fu quietly admired this unprecedented descendant of the "Yingui Sect" and waited for the plot to develop without intervening.

Soon, in the face of everyone's accusations and Fang Zetao's disbelieving questions, Huanwan did not quibble and admitted with a calm face that she came to disrupt Jingling and set up an outpost for Du Fuwei's army.

After finishing his words, he suddenly took action. The moment the guzheng strings broke, he twisted out of thin air and penetrated Fang Zetao's body. The strings were exposed from behind him and killed the Lord of Jingling City with one blow.

All the guards of Jingling City were greatly saddened and took action in anger, attacking Hanhan together.

Unexpectedly, when she is quiet, she looks like a harmless and weak woman, but when she strikes, she looks like the fastest killing machine in the world.

The demon streamers were so psychedelic that the soldiers couldn't see clearly. More than ten people were hit at the same time, and their bodies shook together, as if they had been hit countless times in an instant!

boom--

The soldiers were thrown backwards, smashing the shrubs in the garden to pieces, and flying broken branches and leaves.

"Everyone, be careful, the witch is powerful, come together!"

Shang Xiuxun gave a sweet shout and struck out with his sword. The others all attacked together, but Murong Fu did not take action. He pretended that there was not much space in the pavilion and others occupied the position first.

Huan Huan was really impressive. Faced with the siege from several master-level experts, she didn't show any fear on her face.

An invisible aura exploded with herself as the center, and the center was as dark as ink, distorting the surrounding space like a miniature black hole, sucking in all the people around her.

Everyone suddenly felt like they were being pulled. Some of the pulling force was forward, some backward, and some to both sides. And more than that, the true energy in the body seemed to be affected by this pulling force, with a penetrating effect.

The feeling of terror left the body.

Caught off guard, everyone suffered a big loss immediately. Shang Xiuxun, Wang Yuyan and others hurriedly collected their skills and tried to stabilize their bodies, but they couldn't help but fall to one side. Fortunately, they were far away from Huanhua. Otherwise, they couldn't help but fall to one side.

If you are approached by Huan Huan in this state, you may be attacked immediately.

Although Wang Yuyan is well versed in hundreds of martial arts, she has never seen this kind of aura-like kung fu that can interfere with other people's actions. After all, she doesn't know about martial arts that are above the secret level.

Shang Peng and Shang He were not so lucky, and they accelerated towards Huanhan.

A cold light flashed in Huanwan's eyes, and two curved half-length weapons that looked like knives and swords appeared in her palms.

Double slash of demons!

These two magic weapon cutting blades are one green and one flaming. The blue sword is said to cut everything, and the flame sword is known to bleed endlessly. They are both very terrifying magic weapons.

The two demonic soldiers combined together, became more powerful, and suddenly attacked the two old men who were unsteady on their feet.

"when!"

A deafening crash sounded!

Huanwan felt that the two blades in her hands were hit hard by something unknown, and she felt as if she could not control them and were about to fly away. Her face turned pale, and she quickly flew back to release her power.

"Witch, where are you going?"

Murong Fu shouted loudly, passed through the crowd, and came to Huanhan first. Under his dark and pure eyes widened in horror and surprise, he punched him away.

It went straight for more than twenty meters.

In fact, his punch was mainly based on skill, and he directly sent Huanwan far away from the pavilion.

Huanwan took the opportunity to turn over, her body clad in white gauze and white skirt was looming, and her bare feet landed on the courtyard wall.

"Grrrr!"

She covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Mr. Murong, the Jianghuai Army's attack this time is supported by our Holy Sect. And you are also a person that our Holy Sect is optimistic about. If you insist on guarding this Jingling Tomb, you will be an opportunity for the Holy Sect to choose a better one.

Whoever wins this battle between the two of you, I, the Yingui Sect, will strongly support."

"Huanhan hopes that the young master can win, but don't let the slave family down. This Jingling Mausoleum can be regarded as a meeting gift from the young master to the young master!"

After Wanwan finished speaking through sound transmission, she turned around and jumped on the outstretched branches of the trees like an elf in nature, walking away.

Even if they are enemies, everyone has to admit the beauty of this woman.

Unable to catch up, I had to watch the other person's leaving figure. For a moment, my mind was filled with the image of the white feet stepping on the green branches. Combined with the slightly transparent white dress that greeted him, it was unforgettable.

There was silence for a while.

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The lord of Jingling City died, and the 20,000 defenders were leaderless for a while. As the most senior military attaché in the city at this time, Feng Mo knew that his martial arts skills were low and his formation skills were incompetent. He begged Murong Fu, who came with reinforcements, to take charge of the army, and he hurriedly wrote a letter

Report to Lu Wende and the court.

Murong Fu took over Jingling City without hesitation and took charge of the overall situation.

No one argued with him on this point. After all, the Jianghuai army was about to arrive, and if the city was lost, the imperial court might raise an army to punish him. Besides, it was still a fierce battle, and no one could guarantee that he would survive.

After taking the seal of the Lord of Jingling City, Murong Fu temporarily had the highest authority in the city.

One day later, Jianghuai troops rushed in quickly, giving Jingling almost no room to breathe.

Murong Fu and others stood on the top of the wall. Outside the city was the Jianghuai army in full military glory, with banners like the sea.

Du Fuwei's central army was deployed on a hill. It was mainly composed of cavalry and supplemented by heavily equipped armored troops. However, the number was not large, only more than a thousand people.

The forward army is composed of shield soldiers, archers, sword and axemen and engineering soldiers, and is equipped with necessary tools for siege such as wood, ladders, and carts.

Each of the left and right flanking armies has 3,000 men, all of whom are cavalry.

There are still two troops in the rear of the Chinese army, which can not only defend the rear route, but also serve as reinforcements.

"Master Beauty, where did Du Fuwei get so many cavalry?"

Murong Fu asked doubtfully.

Shang Xiuxun looked a little embarrassed and coughed lightly: "A few months ago, the Jianghuai Army purchased a batch of war horses from the ranch... But don't worry, Du Fuwei started as a rebel and had no cavalry experts under his command. So the cavalry was just

Seeing as the number is large, they will definitely not be able to exert their full strength."

At this time, the sun rises in the sky and shines on the earth, making the weapons shine and adding to the atmosphere of killing.

The war drums are beating.

More than 70 iron-branded vertical vehicles designed to block arrows began to move in the direction of Jingling. Behind each vehicle were more than ten archers. As long as they reached the appropriate distance, they could move from behind the large iron plate that was two feet high.

Shoot arrows towards the city to cover other people's attacks.

Relying on this move, Jianghuai's army was able to conquer even a fortified city like Liyang, and they knew that these iron-plated cars that looked completely devoid of beauty and looked like tombstones were no joke.

The truck began to advance, moving like tall towers.

Since the height of the warriors on the carriages is similar to that of the wall, they can not only cover the entire city within the range of arrows, but once they put down the wooden ladder and set up the city wall, the soldiers can also directly step on the wall and attack the city.

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The horn sounded loudly.

Driven by hundreds of fortification soldiers, hundreds of catapults arrived first, passed the building trucks, and chased after the arrow-blocking iron trucks.

One hundred thousand Jianghuai troops shouted together, their war horses neighed wildly, causing the situation outside Jingling City to change color.

The 20,000 defenders on the city were all a little guilty.

Murong Fu knew that he had to do something to boost morale, so he immediately raised his voice and said: "General Manager Du is driving into Jingling City, and it will only cause trouble for the people. What good will it do to the people? Do you dare to fight in front of my formation? If I, Murong Fu, lose the formation, Jingling City will be destroyed."

Give in to each other. If the manager loses, he can withdraw his troops and leave the two families without harming the harmony. I wonder what the manager wants?"

On the huge battlefield covering an area of ​​ten miles, even though the drums were rumbling, it could not cover up Murong Fu's voice. The Jianghuai Army outside the city suddenly changed color, knowing that this was a good player, and the Jingling Army in the city suddenly burst into cheers, all because of the Jianghuai Army.

An atmosphere of orderliness and astonishment.

"snort!"

Du Fuwei rode out from the hillock and raised his voice: "This child is so ignorant that he regards the battlefield where thousands of armies are facing each other as a place for children to play. It is simply ridiculous! Jianghuai Army, attack!"

Du Fuwei's voice can only affect the area directly opposite the city head, where everyone can make decisions.

However, he used psychological tactics in his words, emphasizing that Jiang is old and hot, and that in the battle formation, it is not something that a child with little experience can do, which also indicates that the Jianghuai Army will win this war.
Chapter completed!