The Yin-Yang Art of the Early Yuan Dynasty

Chapter 121 Weird
In Fan Jin's view, all of this was a bureau set up by Feng Xiang, who tied these refugees with the White Lotus Sect step by step.Now that these refugees wanted to leave, they were already on the verge of riding a tiger, and their lives were already in Feng Xiang's hands.

There are no fewer than dozens of Holy Sons like Xiang Feng Xiang, and each of them commands a military branch.All the holy sons arrived in Mobei within the same time, and only the White Lotus Sect has such a skill, a fierce battle is inevitable.

After all the troops were assembled, they launched a general offensive. These people were refugees taken in by the Holy Son from the road. Although they had never fought, everyone was brave enough to die.

There is nothing more terrible than starving to death. What they have experienced along the way is estimated to be unforgettable in their entire lives.And these holy sons are using their hearts to make them bitter before sweet.

Only by getting rid of Mobei City that stands in front of them, will there be any hope of survival.Only in the days to come will there be a solution.The sacrifice now is worth it.

Many people have families, wives and children, similar to Fan Jin's situation.The man is desperate, nothing more than wanting his wife and children to fight hard to survive.

The intentions of the White Lotus Sect can be described as insidious and cunning, and they have thoroughly figured out the minds of these refugees.It was Fan Jin who was watching from the sidelines with itchy teeth.

With a loud horn, everyone in front of the main gate of Mobei City consciously gave way to a passage.With the sound of the horn, two ligers walked slowly leading a gorgeous chariot.

Fan Jin looked from a distance, and there was a bright girl in white clothes sitting on the chariot, just like the fairies in the nine heavens, without a speck of dust.

Standing beside the girl in white was a hulking man with knife marks all over his face, looking extremely vicious.The man crossed his arms and stood straight behind the girl with no expression on his face.

When the guards in Mobei City saw the two of them, all of them looked terrified. Even Fan Jin, who was far away from the battlefield, could feel the fear of the two people from the people on the city wall.

Fan Jin couldn't help being puzzled, and became curious about the identities of these two people.When the chariot slowly came to a stop, all the holy sons and saintesses knelt down on the ground, and shouted, "Welcome to the leader of the sect, welcome to the great guardian of the law, long live the leader, long live, long live, the protector!" Thousands of years, thousands of years."

Following the lead of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, other assembled refugees also knelt down on the ground, shouting loudly along with the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden.

Fan Jin couldn't help being speechless for a while, only these secular people would do these things, and immortal cultivators wouldn't care about them.If all the people who came were immortal cultivators, the two sides would have started fighting long ago.

The woman in white who was sitting on the battlefield slowly stood up and waved lightly. Then everyone stopped bowing and began to fight obediently.

"Master Feng Ming, I respect you as a man, as long as you open the city gate obediently, I can promise to let you and the men, women and children in Mobei City go."

The woman in white is the leader of the White Lotus Sect. No one knows her name, and all those who follow her will affectionately call him Living Bodhisattva.

"Monster, don't cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful. I can't understand the face of the White Lotus Sect. If you want to fight or kill, come to me. Today, either you die or I die." Feng Ming on the city wall cursed angrily. People have long held grudges.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that you don't have to drink the toast, it's a pity." The leader of the White Lotus Sect turned a deaf ear to Feng Ming's scolding, and sat back in the chariot with a helpless expression.

At this moment, Feng Ming on the city wall took the lead in launching an attack, and arrows rained down from the sky, only targeting the leader of the White Lotus Sect.Just when the arrow was about to approach the leader of the White Lotus Sect, a light flashed on the entire chariot.

A white light flashed, and a transparent protective cover rose from the chariot, protecting the leader of the White Lotus Sect and the protector inside.After all the arrows touched the protective cover, they fell to the ground one after another, unable to penetrate an inch.

The Dharma Guardian on the chariot was also enraged by Feng Ming's move. Suddenly, a fireball appeared in the air and hit Feng Ming on the city wall.

This protector turned out to be in the Apocalypse Realm, no wonder he was so calm.This hand alone is enough for the people on the city wall to suffer.Fan Jin really wanted to know how Fengming would deal with it.

Fan Jin, a soldier on the city wall, had already scanned with his divine sense, but found no sign of a cultivator.Now that the Guardians of the White Lotus Sect are at the Apocalypse Realm, these people on the city wall are destined to be hurt.

This protector can be said to be extremely vicious. He used this kind of group attack as soon as he came up, and he didn't even think that the people on the city wall would survive.

Just at the very moment, with a "swish", a small umbrella rose into the air and hung over Feng Ming's head.Immediately afterwards, the umbrella swelled against the wind and became bigger in an instant, earning non-stop over Mobei City.

Most of the attacking fireballs were blocked by this umbrella, and only a small part of the fireballs fell on the city wall.Since then, the number of injured people has decreased a lot.

As for the giant umbrella in the sky, the aura just faded a little, but there was no other change.It seems that the two sides have already fought many times.The routines of both sides have long been known.

This was just the beginning, and then the two sides officially began to compete.After receiving the order from the leader of the White Lotus Sect, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden under the city issued orders to the team behind them and began to attack Mobei City.

In addition to raining fireballs on Mobei City, the guardians of the White Lotus Sect also have huge meteorite attack costs from time to time, and flying swords waiting for an opportunity to kill the guards on the city wall.

At first glance, this protector is an immortal cultivator with strong fire spirit root, earth spirit root and gold spirit root.And Feng Ming on the city wall can only control the giant umbrella delivered with difficulty, and try his best to defend the price of the guardian so as not to hurt the foundation of Mobei City.

"Fairy Mu Xue, who do you think will win this war?" Fan Jin looked at it for a while and said to Mu Xue who was locked up together.

"You should call me lady." Mu Xue said with a white look at Fan Jin.

"Father, mother is right, you said the wrong thing." Dodo joked aside.

"The flag will be sacrificed, you still have this nature." San Fatty fanned the flames from the side.

Fan Jin was completely stunned. When he was walking down the mountain, everyone was talking to Mu Xue, but now he was alone, so he couldn't help laughing wryly.

"My lady, Mr. Xiang knew he was wrong, but you should see, who will win between them?" Fan Jin pouted and said helplessly.

"Is it worth watching? The White Lotus Sect will definitely win. Have you not thought through your brain? Asking such a mentally retarded question." Since Mu Xue confided her heart to Fan Jin last time, she has lost the slightest restraint.A few words put Fan Jin into silence.

"You guessed it?" Fan Jin asked uncertainly.

"What are you talking about? You just guessed it. Your whole family guessed it. This fairy is ice-snow and smart. Everyone loves her. Her intelligence and intelligence are unparalleled in the world. Do you still need to guess?" Boast yourself a flower.

Fan Jin was speechless for a while, but also very curious, where did Mu Xue find out.This is not like Mu Xue's appearance. Mu Xue was careless in the past, but she would not be so confident.

"Didn't you realize that the Guardian of the Apocalypse Realm didn't use his full strength at all?" Mu Xue gave Fan Jin a white look and said with contempt.

In fact, Fan Jin had discovered it a long time ago. Not only that, Fan Jin also had no way to determine the cultivation level of the leader of the White Lotus Sect, at least the cultivation base of the Unconfused Realm.

Both sides come and go, fighting from morning to night, both sides have losses.It's just that the White Lotus Sect suffered a greater loss. After all, these refugees did not undergo strict training, but Feng Ming led them all well-trained soldiers.

At night, the two sides blew the gong to withdraw their troops, and each retreated to their own camps. Even the leader of the White Lotus Sect and the protector disappeared without a trace under the escort of the chariot.

There was not much food in the army. After Feng Xiang took everyone to read the "Heart Sutra" together, he told everyone the sad news.

What Feng Xiang can guarantee is that everyone can have a full meal tomorrow. If Fengming City cannot be captured tomorrow, they will only be greeted by death.

When food was in short supply, the food that was made was prepared for those who fought.This time, Fan Jin didn't wait for the food.

It is estimated that the meaning of the above is to give priority to ensuring the soldiers. As for those who are locked up, they will die sooner or later, and there is no difference at all.

Fengming City could have been captured today, but the leader of the White Lotus Sect and that fierce guardian didn't care about the lives of these people at all. What they wanted to do was to control these refugees so that they would honestly work for them.

The sky soon dawned, with the same appearance pattern, under the three kowtows and nine obeisances of all the refugees, the White Lotus Hierarch and the Dharma Guardian appeared among the crowd on chariots.

This time, the protector finally used some strength, and Feng Ming on the city wall suddenly started to fumble, and it was a bit difficult to deal with it.

Compared with the previous few days, the other refugees were all aroused with that kind of ruthlessness.Facing the rain of arrows on the city wall, the ladders were erected one by one.

Those in front climb up, followed by those behind.The people on the city tower were naturally not to be outdone, and the rolling logs and stones fell from the sky, killing and injuring countless people below the city.

When it was almost noon, the giant umbrella on the city wall wailed, and with a "swish", it shrank back to its original size and disappeared.

Fan Jin knew that the war was coming to an end.Sure enough, the guardian smashed a gap in the city wall with one blow of the boulder, one, two, three...
The refugees below the city seemed to have been beaten to death, rushing back and forth desperately, and Feng Ming on the city wall was also helpless, looking helplessly at the refugees who broke in.

Feng Ming jumped down from the city gate and onto a tall horse, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other.After leaving the city gate, he rushed directly to the leader of the White Lotus Sect.

Not halfway there, a huge stone fell from the sky and hit Fengming on the head.Don't think about it, this is the masterpiece of the Dharma protector, Feng Ming just died without knowing it.

After Feng Ming's death, the soldiers guarding the city lost their backbone and began to flee one after another.A strange scene happened. When all the refugees were preparing to pursue Chen Sheng in the city, the leader of the White Lotus Sect stopped their actions and asked them to let everyone in the city go. As long as they did not resist, they would be released.

(End of this chapter)