Chapter 809: A Threat That Is Not Scary at All Perhaps Zhu Chijian was the first to see through Fang Jie¡¯s plan, but when he saw through it, the overall situation was already decided. Outside the north gate of Dali City, the Black Flag Army and the Nanyan Army were already entangled. The troops on both sides entered into a fierce fight without any provocation from the beginning. The Nanyan Army wanted to prevent the Black Flag Army from entering the city, and the Black Flag Army wanted to support Fang Jie as soon as possible. , the fight between the two sides was simple and direct. After the teams collided, the land turned into a meat grinder. There is no doubt that the Dali City defenders, who have not fought for decades, cannot compare with the new Black Flag Army on the battlefield in terms of experience. Although in terms of qualifications, the Dali City garrison has been in existence for decades, it also has good equipment and training. The Black Flag Army has only been established for a few years, and there are even soldiers in the same regiment who are not familiar with each other. However, this is not the criterion for determining victory or defeat. The Dali City defenders who have been in the army for decades are still weak regardless of their seniority and lack of combat experience. The Black Flag Army has fought bloody battles all the way, and everyone has a strong smell of blood. In addition, the Black Flag Army came well prepared, and the Dali City defenders left the city in a hurry. The Black Flag Army soldiers had been waiting for this day, but the Dali City defenders were not ready for a decisive battle. In fact, they were I never thought about leaving the city and fighting the Black Flag Army. Murong Shao's strategy has always been to stick to it, because Murong Shao was sure that Fang Jie would not be entangled here for too long. The Great Sui Dynasty was currently in civil strife and various forces were fighting. If Fang Jie stayed here for too long, he would inevitably miss a lot of hegemony. Opportunities in the Central Plains. What he thought was actually right, that¡¯s why Fang Jie was in a hurry for a decisive battle. The organized team was like two wild beasts colliding together, causing the wind and cloud to change color. "Broken Army! Savior!" Qilin and Nie Xiaoju led Fang Jie's personal battalion to the front. Each of these carefully selected men from the Black Flag Army was a killing machine. After countless battles, Although the knives in their hands are not sharper than the enemy's knives, they are definitely more powerful. Mentioning the sword as big as the door panel again, Nie Xiaoju still looked a little bit coquettish like before. At this time, he transformed into the God of War. Every time he swung the huge sword, he would sweep away an enemy. In front of him, broken limbs fell on the ground. Fang Jie's personal camp formed a sharp cone-shaped formation, with Nie Xiaoju and Qilin at the front, like double arrows, tearing apart the enemy's defense line for the comrades behind. Behind them were Chun Gu and ten of them. The elite of the military camp, the bright light armored Da Mo Dao, and the appearance of ten killing gods are equally frightening. "Move forward!" Qilin shouted loudly. Following his shout, the soldiers in the personal barracks took a step forward neatly. The Mo Dao in their hands fell neatly in line with their steps, and the swords in front of them were blocked. The soldiers of the Nanyan Army were knocked down to the ground floor. Swinging the knife with every step, killing people with every step. The formation of the Nanyan army in front is still very thick. Every step forward by the personal barracks must kill an enemy. They all know that the commander is insisting at the city gate, so each of them understands what they should do now, that is Move forward, keep moving forward! The knife rises and falls. Heads are rolling. "Forward!" Every time Qilin shouted, the soldiers behind him took a step forward. Such neat steps and neat falling knives made the soldiers of the Nanyan Army feel that they were facing a monster with countless fangs. There is no way to destroy the pro-barracks this way. When the front row formation of the Nan Yan Army soldiers was broken through by the guard camp, Qilin pointed the copper stick in his hand forward and shouted: "Kill through the enemy formation!" The front formation of the Nan Yan Army was a multi-row formation, like this The defense is quite average and there is nothing outstanding about it. That is because after countless historical battles, predecessors have deduced the changes in formations to the extreme. This kind of defense seems simple but is actually the strongest. After tearing apart the front layers, the Nanyan army at the back was much softer than the front although it still had a certain thickness. The team at the back did not have the defense line of multiple rows of shields and long and short weapons in front, and was surrounded by the Black Flag Army's barracks. The breakthrough speed immediately became much faster. Qilin and Nie Xiaoju are like two dragon heads on a giant dragon, constantly devouring the enemies in front of them. The two-headed dragon unstoppably cut open the troops behind Nan Yan's army. The knife opened like a piece of cloth. Once the hole appeared, there was no way to stop the ones behind it from getting bigger and bigger. "Have you seen the city gate tower?" Qilin pointed in the direction of the city gate with a copper stick: "The Lord is waiting for you there! If you want to get over, you have to rely on the knives in your hands. It's just killing people, just like you did before. That way, it¡¯s enough to kill all the enemies!¡± ¡°Kill through the enemy¡¯s formation!¡± He shouted again, the soldiers of the personal camp.They shouted and started to speed up behind him. When they first attacked the enemy's defense line, the guardsmen relied on perfect coordination. Now, the defense in front of them had become loose, and they began to change from marching forward step by step in a planned way to striding and then running. . The foreigners who were about to fire on the city wall were stopped by the guard of Nanyan. He pushed the foreigner who lit the fire away and roared: "My soldiers are also outside!" The foreigner didn't understand what he said, but he was afraid of the look in his eyes. He retreated angrily. The cannon on the city wall did not fire, but a cannon inside the city gate did. The person who lit the cannon was Boskov, the foreign leader from the other side of the ocean. He came here with pride. When he test-fired the cannon in front of Emperor Murong Shao of Nanyan, he even looked down on the man sitting on the dragon throne. People, in his opinion, the people here are backward and weak and not worthy of respect. Today, he lit the fuse with fear, because the man in black robe in front of him made him fear from the bottom of his heart, and the hand that lit the ignition was trembling. Bang! The shell blasted straight towards Fang Jie. Boskov began to pray the moment the artillery blasted, praying for the blessing of the gods they believed in, so that this cannon could smash the perverted Han to pieces. Until now, only after the Han died, Boskov would gradually of forgetting fear. There is a proverb in the Opuru Empire that only by killing the devil in your heart will it stop scaring you again. Postkov is doing just that. He was looking forward to seeing Fang Jie¡¯s bloody scene. But, he was disappointed. The cannonball arrived in an instant, and it was in front of Fang Jie in an instant. Fang Jie, who had just straightened up, swept his palms out. The moment he touched the cannonball, his body spun around like a top. The cannonball was in the palm of Fang Jie's hand. Li followed his body and turned around, then left Fang Jie's hand and flew out in the direction it came from. Perhaps, this is the first person to change the direction of a cannonball manually since the birth of artillery in this world. If this matter spreads back to the other side of the ocean, it will definitely cause an uproar! In the eyes of foreigners, that is impossible! But the practitioners in the Central Plains use reality to tell them that it is possible! The artillery shell flew back along the original path, accurately penetrated into the muzzle and then exploded. The huge explosive force blew up the cannon's chamber, and the shattered fragments flew out in all directions like bullets. The people around the artillery fell immediately. one slice. Boskov, who was closest to the artillery, was blown to pieces. His body fell seven or eight meters away, and only a small half of his body was still recognizable as a human figure. This time, everyone present was frightened! Even those who were not injured by the explosion began to retreat. They no longer had the courage to continue facing the mutilated man in a black robe. These Nanyan soldiers had heard a story a long time ago. When the Sui army attacked Yongzhou, the city gate was breached, but the practitioners in Yongzhou City blocked the city gate. Teams of Sui soldiers Everyone who entered was killed. The man named Luo Yao ordered the soldiers to stop and walked into the city gate alone. What happened next is still being sung to this day. Luo Yao killed all the practitioners blocking the city gate by himself, shattering the last hope of the Shang nobles in Yongzhou City. Today, Fang Jie used a more domineering method to shatter the morale of the Nanyan army. "Kill him!" A Nanyan general roared, pointing a knife at Fang Jie and ordering the soldiers to rush forward. But the soldiers kept retreating. General Nan Yan himself didn't even realize that his voice was shaking so badly when he shouted. The Imperial Master Heishang, who was lying panting at Fang Jie's feet, couldn't help but laugh when he saw Nan Yan's army was frightened by a man and retreated. He smiled so wildly and arrogantly: "What a bunch of trash He is now He has little strength left. If you are bold enough to rush forward, he may not be able to hold on. Unfortunately you are all useless!" "Bang! Fang Jie stomped his head back into the pit again, and then strode forward. Every time he took a step forward, the soldiers of the Nanyan Army on the opposite side took a step back. No one dared to stand up. "Fire the arrows!" General Nan Yan shouted loudly: "Archers! Fire the arrows quickly!" The frightened archers of the Nan Yan Army finally came to their senses, took out their arrows from the quiver and set up their bows to prepare for shooting. But at this moment, the team behind them was in chaos, and shouts of death came from behind them. On the city wall, Zhu Chijian tore off a piece of white cloth from the white underwear inside his robe and tied it on his arm, then took the horizontal knife handed over by his confidant and stabbed it atWith one finger: "Open the city gate to welcome the black flag army into the city! Eradicate the tyrant! Liberate the people of Yan State from hanging upside down!" The troops loyal to Zhu Chijian tied white cloth on their arms and killed them from behind. Fang Jie looked at Zhu Chijian who was leading his team down the city wall and couldn't help but smile. After all, this person is not too stupid and knows when to make the right decision. On this occasion, he expressed his position so clearly. How could he be killed so easily in the future? If Fang Jie wanted to pacify the south, he would naturally have to distinguish rewards and punishments. If Fang Jie wanted to kill someone who had contributed to the Black Flag Army, he would have to consider it. And Zhu Chijian thought of this at the critical moment, so he summoned the troops loyal to him on the city wall to kill them. At this moment, Dali City is actually broken. ¡¡ ¡¡ ¡¡ Palace Murong Shai strode to the middle of the square and pointed with trembling fingers at the great monk Qiji who stood up slowly: "You bald thief! You and Fang Jie have colluded to come and seize my country, haven't you! You should have done it earlier You know that Fang Jie will never enter the palace, right? You are deliberately making me believe that Fang Jie will come. You are not waiting for Fang Jie in the palace, but are holding me back!" "You are wrong." Wrong Monk Jida shook his head: "I don't know what Fang Jie is planning. When Your Majesty came to find me, I didn't think about what I would face, but I am more sober than you One of them has the upper hand. Why would someone take the risk to enter the enemy's territory? I really can't think of any other reason besides profit. But your Majesty you obviously don't see this clearly. So I don't know what Fang Jie is doing, but I am sure he is here. "I remember I told His Majesty two days ago that your eyes are only focused on the dragon robe you are wearing. That dragon robe is so dazzling that you can no longer see anything else." "I. I'm going to kill you!" Murong Shai took a step forward and raised his hand to attack the great monk Wan Ji. The energy in his hand was hesitating, and the next second he struck with thunder. "Your Majesty, you may not be able to kill me." The great monk Wuji shook his head: "Are you willing to exhaust your inner strength just to kill me? Even if you kill me, what will you do to face the Black Flag Army? It's better to save some strength to defend against the enemy, and at least have more chances to escape." Murong Shai's raised hand froze in the air, and finally fell down softly. "I will not fall!" He looked at the great monk who had mistakenly said, "When I come back to regroup, I will kill and crush you shameless villains one by one! I will kill them all." Your family, those of you who have betrayed me will have no descendants! I will cut off your surnames from the world!" The great monk Wu Ji couldn't help but laugh: "You are going to be disappointed, Your Majesty To me, you are It is difficult to fully fulfill the oath, firstly because you may not be able to beat me, and secondly because I have already cut off my descendants. Why am I not afraid of your threat at all? " If you can say it with pride, then you are mistaking yourself as a great monk, right? Of course, he also burst into tears over this matter.