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    The dry steamed buns were hard to swallow, and Lan couldn't eat them with Tongji wine like other soldiers, so lunch was just a hasty meal.  Just now, the owner of Tongji Inn said that he sent ten bottles of Tongji wine to comfort the soldiers. The fatigue of some soldiers was immediately dispelled by this wine.

    "Everyone just finished eating the steamed buns. Don't drink too much! We can drink the rest after we win!" Shen Lei and Huang Yi are both wine lovers, but they both know in their hearts that if Luo City is once  Damn, I'm afraid they'll never be able to drink this wine again.  The other soldiers also obeyed the order, quickly finished the steamed buns in their hands, and returned to the city wall.

    "How is the situation? Lan." As soon as Huang Yi came up, he saw Lan crouching behind the battlements observing the black-armored man not far away. At this moment, the black-armored man seemed to be eating, and there were bursts of pungent smell from time to time.  aroma.  Apparently, the men in black armor on the opposite side were a little tired after the morning's battle.

    "Well, they eat much better than us." Lan turned around and replied seriously to Huang Yi, almost causing the captain to stumble and fall down the stairs.  Fortunately, Shen Lei behind him caught this companion who shared life and death with him.

    The black-armored army in the distance is not as comfortable as Lan and the others thought. In a tent not far away, Black Feather is listening to the reports of his subordinates.

    "Report, fifteen soldiers were injured in the morning, and another twenty soldiers were killed. Our bows and arrows have also been exhausted!" Kuroba was eating hot food from Anjo while listening to the reports from his men.  He couldn't help but frown when he heard the number of killed.  He was far from expecting that the morning attack would bring such losses to him.  And there are not many black arrows left that were originally built with all the resources of Ancheng.

    He brought a total of 300 soldiers and sent 30 archers and black warriors to the back gate of Luo City. He led 200 soldiers to attack the main gate. He wanted to use his advanced equipment to break the city in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, in just one morning, he  The troops have lost so many people.  The previous arrow attack did have a good effect, but after his own bow and arrow were shot back by an unknown defender, his momentum did indeed drop seriously. The bamboo spears that followed made the momentum reach an unprecedented level.  trough.

    "Let's do this. You move our camp back five miles first. We will have a good rest first and wait until we receive my order before attacking." Black Feather had no other choice. He could only order his troops to retreat temporarily to rest and recuperate.

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    "It's been so long since I last saw you, and your swordsmanship hasn't improved at all, senior brother!" Jiahong hit Yang Ling again with the blade of his giant sword.  Although there were obvious sword marks on Jiahong's armor, he did not suffer any damage.  Compared to Jiahong, Yang Ling's lips had already turned a hint of red.

    Yang Ling was not directly hit by the giant sword, but was hit several times by the heavy blade of the giant sword. He had already suffered serious internal injuries.  He wiped the blood from his mouth, picked up his long sword, and continued to attack Jiahong without saying a word.

    Although Yang Ling could not see anything with his eyes, the strong murderous aura on Jiahong's body allowed him to clearly understand his location.  The previous attack did hit the opponent.  It's just that the opponent's armor completely absorbed the original damage.  Yang Ling suddenly fell into a hard fight.

    "How can someone as weak as you be worthy of Long Li?" Jiahong fought back while laughing at Yang Ling.  Every time Yang Ling's sword tried to hit him, it was blocked by the broad sword. He knew that his mobility was not as good as Yang Ling's, but the broad blade of the sword combined with his armor could almost be said to be  It is invulnerable.

    "Qiang" Jiahong once again used his giant sword to deflect Yang Ling's thrust. He turned from defense to attack and slashed hard at Yang Ling. The dark blade cut through the sky.

    After Yang Ling was knocked away, he just wanted to dodge, but he felt that the dark giant sword came so fast, and the giant sword soon struck Yang Ling's figure.

    "Tch, was it avoided?" Yang Ling's blow was originally thought to be a real attack, but Yang Ling avoided it. However, the giant sword still opened a gash in Yang Ling's chest, and blood gradually flowed out of the gash.  .  If the giant sword had completely hit Yang Ling, Yang Ling would have been split into two by now.

    "Huh, huh" Yang Ling gasped.  This slash almost killed him, and long-term experience told him that if he was hit by the next attack, he might not be able to avoid it.  The burning pain in his chest made Yang Ling unable to concentrate, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble.

    "Just like our duel back then, you are still as useless." Jiahong saw Yang Ling's weak performance and felt very happy in his heart. Back then, he could defeat this so-called senior brother with just one sword. If  If it hadn't been for his master, he might have become Ding Jian's successor by now.

    ? ?I'll kill you now!

    Jiahong raised his giant sword, leaned over and rushed towards Yang Ling. He rushed towards Yang Ling with strong murderous aura and vigorous steps like a miniature.  The black giant sword was approaching Yang Ling like a god of death. Jiahong even felt that his revenge attack was about to hit the man he had hated for a long time.

    Yang Ling knew that his seriously injured body could no longer avoid it as before, so he could only pick up his long sword and use up his remaining strength to block the fatal attack.

    But although the great sword is not as maneuverable as the long sword, its destructive power is much higher than that of the long sword.  Yang Ling tried his best to block but was easily knocked away. At the same time, he spit out thick blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.  The long sword also came out of his hand and was discarded in the grass on the side.  Yang Ling felt that her chest hurt terribly, and she couldn't get up from the ground no matter what.

    "My senior brother, I'm so sorry. No one will help you in this duel." Jiahong looked at Yang Ling who fell to the ground in pain, with a snicker on his face.

    "Don't worry, I will take good care of Long Li." Jiahong raised his giant sword and slashed down without looking at Yang Ling, who had been his brother-sister for several years.
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