Chapter 381: Battle to defend the city, appear

A minister in the hall finally spoke up and said to His Majesty the Emperor, why not let the Emperor give advice?"

In fact, this is an inertial thinking. When I encountered problems in the past, I would unconsciously ask the imperial master to help solve the problem, but now where are they? The imperial master is not here.

The emperor had been to the imperial sect several times, but he didn't see the imperial sect. In desperation, he kept asking whether these ministers had good suggestions. However, he never thought that these ministers were all just a feast, and none of them made decent suggestions. In addition, the number of painters in the Xilian Empire has been decreasing recently. The emperor was anxious and these ministers could not think of a solution. This happened just now.

The emperor frowned and said, "Is there no Master Emperor? Do you still have to rely on Emperor Emperor? "

"His Majesty the Emperor, I have a suggestion"

"you say"

The minister said that the southern front is now urgent, and it is difficult to ensure that the Northern Empire will take the blame. Now our painter team is missing. Those with such ability must be painters. The northern front is also urgent and the crisis is the most critical. The pressing of the south is nothing more than to change our combat power. We must not be fooled. It is better to send Lord Yang Lianyang to Zizhou Zizhou, which is the key place of our Xilian Empire. There are many painters there and we must not fall."

At this moment, another painter sarcastically said, "Isn't you the same thing?"

As soon as these words were said, some people became strange. There was still something wrong with everyone. Everyone looked at which voice, and saw that the minister in a corner was also the kind with the smallest position. Almost no one noticed this minister said, "Your Majesty the Emperor, I got the information from the low position. Just last night, Yang Lianyang disappeared."

"?" The emperor was so angry that his face turned pale. The only ninth-level painter in the Xilian Empire is Yang Lian. If even he betrayed the empire, it means that Xilian has no chance of victory.

If you are attacked by the back and forth, this will definitely be defeated

At this moment, the minister continued to say that the situation was not good for us, but Zizhou could not lose. If the enemy learned that our painters were not large, our city would only be lost quickly. Now the plan is to do all our strength. In this way, the enemy thinks that our army is strong and dare not advance without authorization."

"Nobody said that this is a destructive move, which is extremely unfavorable to our army and I oppose it."

"This adult objected well, but it was really ignorant to oppose it based on judgment alone."

The minister blushed when he heard this, and stared at the painter with his eyes and said, "You have any ideas? Don't be laughed at if you can't tell me."

At this time, the emperor was watching from the side. He seemed to see that there was finally a brain-like person in the hall. This person has always been very low-key in the hall, but he didn't do it today, and he actually spoke one by one chapter.

The minister went on to say that high opinions were not worthy of his opinion, but there was a plan that was known to me. If the painting was not maintained by the painter's lasting mental power, the painting would disappear in about half a month. This is the limit of mankind unless the painter died there, and the spirit was eternal suspended. The reason why the Southern Allies were so eager to advance was to seize our Xilian Empire within half a month, right? In this way, we can resist them. If they can't take us in half a month, then Xilian would be saved. Don't forget that in the paintings of the Donghua Empire, there is still most of the Xilian Empire."

As soon as this statement came out, the hall was quiet

Everyone looked at each other. They never thought of such a simple truth. This old man, who has always been very low-key, analyzed everything clearly in this situation.

When the emperor heard this, his eyebrows stretched out, and then looked at him and praised him for saying good things, but you have other suggestions."

The man then said that Zizhou City was one of the continents of my Xilian Empire. It is said that the geniuses of my Xilian Empire, Su Yifeng, Su Yino, Miyamoto Hua, and Fang Ark were all from Zizhou. I am sure that these painters already exist, but I don’t know why they avoid the war. However, I will not watch their hometowns be destroyed. Therefore, we can continue to use the method of dragging the war in Zizhou this time."

Upon hearing this, the emperor nodded gently, saying, "Do you have any suggestions from others?"

No minister dares to answer, the so-called creation of heroes in the times has always been the same. In this case, those who can stand on the front line will inevitably be the backbone of the empire's future.

Seeing that everyone was not there, the emperor said, "Okay, the lonely emperor gave the order, and 80% of the painters quickly went to Zizhou City."

As soon as this was said, the field was talking, "Your Majesty the Emperor, no, the imperial capital has always had about two ninth-level painters guarding it. Sending important forces like this may be detrimental to my emperor."

The emperor said angrily: "Do you have any good solutions?"

The minister was speechless

Zizhou City Lord's Mansion

The lord of Zizhou City is Xia Lan's father Xia Feng, and Xia Feng's father is Xia Yan, the most important general of the empire. However, Xia Yan fired his family a few years ago and went home to enjoy his youth.

Zizhou City looked so quiet at this time, and no one was making noise, but in such a quiet environment, there was a feeling of sorrow.

Xia Feng sat on the stone bench, looking at the pot of flowers and plants in front of him at a loss. He didn't have the maid next to him for a long time. It's time, you haven't slept all night, this will make you tired."

Xia Feng said, "You first, I'll be alone and tell the people at the door not to let anyone in."

"yes"

As soon as the maid walked out the door, a man in armor walked in straight away, not taking the soldiers and maids on both sides seriously. Seeing this, the maid quickly opened her arms and said, "Master, the city lord is tired today and will not see guests."

That big general said fart, if you don’t see me today, I’m afraid you won’t stand here.”

The big general put his maid away, but how weak the maid was, could withstand such a force and be pushed away immediately

The big general saw Xia Feng sitting idle in his original position and was not moved, and he was angry and said, "Xia Feng, you bastard, labor and capital are sharing weal and woe with you, but you are not moved, but you are not moved, aren't you? The Allies have already begun to attack my Zizhou City?"

Xia Feng looked back and said embarrassedly that it was Brother Wu... You are not defeated by the strength, we are just ordinary people, and we can fight with painters."

The one who came to see Xia Feng was the best. When he fought on the battlefield together, his name was Wu Qing. He was tall and reckless in his work. Most of the time it was like this, and occasionally he was delicate.

Wu Qing angrily scolded Xia Feng, "I'm blind. When you meet someone like you, look at you. Are the painters amazing? How many painters who are below the fifth level were not killed by you and Tongli back then? Isn't it possible today?"

Xia Feng sighed and said, "Wu You Something Is It My Daughter? Oh... Which of my daughters will not take the nerve medicine. After coming, I will talk to me all day long, telling me not to participate in any war, we will definitely lose."

Wu Qing was stunned for a moment and said, Xia Lan? Isn’t that girl the chief painter of the palace? What about the president’s ambitions?”

"It is precisely because of this that I have to do with her. If what she said is true, then our participation will only bring disaster to the people. It is better to wait and see what happens."

Wu Qing snorted again and said, Xia Feng, this is not your style, the painter is not what you think, the imperial capital has sent dozens of painters to help us fight, as long as we survive today, Zizhou will be saved."

Xia Feng was stunned, no

Wu Qing said again, Xia Feng, you really disappointed me." After saying that, he turned around and left without even looking back

Xia Feng was about to stop him, but when he saw Wu Qing's stubborn appearance, he couldn't help but sigh again

Wu Qing walked to the door and suddenly turned around and said, "Xia Feng, there is a battle today. If I am unfortunately dead, please help me take care of my family..."

When Wu Qing finished saying this, he didn't even look back, but it was so simple and seemed to have no feelings, but Xia Feng trembled. Is this the last words of death?

There are already a large number of painters in the east of Zizhou City, most of which are fifth- and sixth-level painters. Even so, these painters are no longer something that Zizhou City can deal with.

If the ministers of the Xilian imperial capital saw such many painters as bees, they would not have made such a calm decision.

Wu Qing stood on the city wall with a blue face, watching the enemies slowly gather, but he had no way to look at the painters at all. Wu Qing couldn't help but look back at the crossbow on the city wall

Wu Qingdao, please be careful, prepare for crossbows, and don’t use bows and arrows and spears against these painters.”

"yes"

The soldiers were all guarding next to the crossbow bed, ready to fire out powerful crossbows at any time.

Ten minutes later, the enemy began to move, but these painters slowly advanced in the sky, rather than the rumored and quick-moving style.

Wu Qing saw the opportunity and launched the right way."

The crossbows in the front row made a whizzing sound, but when the painters saw the crossbows, they suddenly accelerated and avoided the crossbows. At the same time, thousands of feather arrows fell towards the city wall.

Ordinary people are just flesh and blood, and the one-sided massacre begins

Feather arrows all over the sky, the bloody smell in the air, the darkness in the sky is a painter? Are these people all painters?

Wu Qing had never seen so many painters, as if he was dreaming

A painter in the air was obviously much faster among the crowd, and he saw this man holding a long bow and making a strong move.

Wu Qing's pupils shrink, and he can pull the carved bow like a full moon. The painter's target is Wu Qing

This painter didn't use feather arrows to deal with Wu Qing. What a great arm strength, what a perfect bow and arrow

At this time, Wu Qing seemed to feel an inexplicable danger. He had never been like this before. He had no confidence at all, as if this bow and arrow would inevitably pierce his chest.

The strong bow came through the air. This was shot by the painter. It was not a feather arrow, but much stronger than a feather arrow.

Wu Qing's mind was blank. Just in the flash, several figures flew behind him. Wu Qing seemed to have lost his thoughts. However, when he turned a little, he saw that the person closest to him was his familiar face, not Xia Feng, but Xia Feng's daughter, Xia Lan

Chapter 381: Battle to defend the city, appear
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