Star God Ruler of the Moon

Such a majestic city with the style of the Celestial Dynasty, let alone a group of bumpkins from the Baluts who grew up in the northern border, had never seen it before, even the well-informed Iskandar could not help being stunned.

"Ah, Teacher Kong Ming is really capable as always. In a short period of time, he was able to create such a large foundation."

Standing at the foot of Liangshan City, Iskandar raised his head and sighed. At the same time, he quickly estimated the defensive power of the city and how to capture it if he was the coach.

Compared with ordinary people who can only marvel at the majesty of the city, Iskandar, who is a heroic spirit, has obviously seen more ways.

"This is too ruthless. Rune runes are engraved on each blue brick, and the offerings of these runes are still supplied by dragon veins. It is almost impossible to use up the energy reserve by attacking."

So far, the conclusion is obvious.

If he didn't use the treasure to break the city violently, then even if he exhausted all his soldiers, he would never want to take down this impenetrable city head-on, not to mention that the generals who could be awarded the city defense position by Kong Ming would never be ordinary people.

Iskandar's face was solemn and serious, and his eyes sparkled, which was the excitement of meeting his opponent.

"This is just the layout on the city wall. With the teacher's cautious temperament, it is absolutely impossible to have only this point of defense. Then even if I use the 'King's Army', I may suffer heavy losses."

After deeply seeing the horror of the infrastructure madman, Iskandar couldn't help but start to sympathize with the imperial army who would come to make trouble in the future.

An impenetrable defense is often disintegrated from within.

But Mr. Kong Ming, who was sitting in the city, would never allow this to happen. If he wanted to attack Liangshan City, he would have to sacrifice his life.

Therefore, this great city that operates like a meat grinder and a meat grinder will definitely become an eternal nightmare that cannot be shaken off by any enemy.

"Let's go, everyone will live here in the future, and they will get used to it soon."

Iskandar turned his head to look at the members of the Baluts tribe, and Bartos, who came back to his senses, nodded solemnly.

"I will restrain the clansmen and remind them to adapt to the rules and life here as soon as possible."

Although the Baluts were rebellious by nature, they had no choice but to refrain from their previous manners under this silent deterrence, and became more cautious in the new and unfamiliar environment.

Just when Iskandar was about to lead Bartos, Esdes and others to go through the formalities of entering the city, a cloud suddenly rolled up in the clear sky, and thick and heavy pillars broke through the holes in the cloud and fell. Down, a vast expanse of dust was splashed.

Iskandar, who had no time to escape, was trapped in the center by eight pillars. The gossip furnace painted with Taiji patterns fell on the pillars to seal the top, and the golden curtain descended from between the pillars. Qian, Kun, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Xun , Li, Dui, the eight characters appear one after another.

"Not good! It's the eight formations of stone soldiers!?" Iskandar exclaimed.

Before he could make any resistance, the completely liberated formation treasure weakened his strength, making his mind dizzy uncontrollably.

Zhuge Kongming, dressed as a scholar, floated down from the top of the city. His every move was full of ancient Taoism and immortality. He held a feather fan and pointed at Iskandar, his gloomy face seemed to be able to drip water.

"You bastard, you still know how to come back? Eight golden locks!!"

A series of golden chains materialized out of thin air, sweeping from all directions, binding Iskandar in a weak and dizzy state.

This Noble Phantasm, also evolved from the Formation, is no less powerful than the Eight Formation of Stone Soldiers. All living creatures within the range of the Noble Phantasm will be forcibly deprived of their freedom of movement.

"Run! Sneak again! Still 'the world is so big, I want to see it'? You scoundrel!!"

Zhuge Kongming, who has always been gentle and refined, is like a Shura from hell at this moment, grabbing Iskandar's ear and scolding him head and face. Although he didn't see any vulgar words, he has already taken out his ruler.

"Aristotle can't cure you, can't I cure you? Today, I will let you know what it means to respect the teacher!"

Seeing that Zhuge Kongming was determined to deal with him, Iskandar knew that his good days were coming to an end.

"It seems that the teacher's resentment towards the holiday is really deep..."

Sighing in his heart, Iskandar didn't try to argue.

Although he had already expected that he would fall into a trap when he came back, he never expected that the result would be so serious, but if a man does something wrong, he will be punished. Anyway, he has already been mentally prepared.

The menacing Zhuge Kongming not only startled Iskandar, but also confused Esdes and others beside him.

And at this moment, a voice full of surprise and joy came:

"Eh? Uncle Estes and Bartos!? Why are you here!"

Anastasia, standing on the top of the wall, waved a crystal clear ice bridge, stepped on it and slid directly to the ground, holding Esdeth in her arms.

"I was planning to go to Beijiang to find you in a while, but I didn't expect you to come."

For Anastasia's appearance, Bartos and Esdes were also very happy, and even the tension that had just arisen couldn't help but eased a lot.

"Sister Anna, why are you here? Also, what's going on over there?" Estes asked impatiently.

Anastasia let go of Esdeth, turned her head to look at Kong Ming who was showing his teacher's demeanor, and responded:

"Oh, it's not a big deal. Uncle Kong Ming is just teaching his unfilial disciples a lesson, wait until he loses his temper. Let's go, I'll take you into the city first."

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ps: I don’t have any posts from sand sculpture book friends, waste dream feels like I’m going to die...

Chapter 340 Three Hector

"Is this... like this? I always feel that this is a bit bad..." Esdeath murmured to himself in a low voice.

Although Anastasia heard Esdeth's murmur, she didn't care at all. Anyway, Iskandar couldn't die no matter how miserable it was, so there was no need to care about it at all.

"Okay, okay, let's go quickly."

With that said, Anastasia took Estes and walked towards the city.

Estes looked back at Iskandar for the last time. The red-faced and beautiful boy with a bitter face was being beaten by Mr. Kong Ming's ruler, and then the girl ran away with her best friend without any regrets.

Seeing the backs of the princess and his own daughter drifting away, Bartos sighed heavily, and secretly said to Iskandar, who was very close to him, "Bless yourself", and then greeted the clan behind him. People keep up.

"Everyone, a new life is waiting for us! Although we have to bid farewell to the hunting life we ​​are most familiar with, I believe that the Baluts can continue to survive no matter where they are!!"

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!" XN

Today, Liangshan City is still in its infancy, and the actual total population of the city is only 10,000+.

Except for the tens of thousands of soldiers who initially followed the uprising, most of the others were imperial civilians who fled here because they could not stand the exorbitant taxes imposed by the empire, and the rest were businessmen who liked to travel north and south to make money.

Compared with Liangshan City's huge population capacity of hundreds of millions, the current population is really too small, so small that even if it wants to expand abroad, it cannot afford weapons.

Therefore, Liangshan City has maintained a very welcoming attitude from the beginning to the end for the population who immigrated from outside.

The Baluts tribe was the first tribe to migrate into Liangshan City. Although the number was only a little over 100, Liangshan City still gave it the greatest attention.

After a brief investigation by the city guards, Anastasia brought Esdes and others to a three-story building next to the city gate, and a decadent uncle with a long gun was waiting There.

"Uncle Hector, good morning." Anastasia greeted familiarly.

"Good morning, Anna. What's the matter? Is this your friend?" Hector asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Uncle Kongming should have sent you a message, right? They are the ones who are going to live in Liangshan City, please help me with the formalities, uncle."

"Haha, although I'm a little lazy uncle, I will still do my job well within the scope of my duties. Who asked me to be in charge of city defense now?"

As Hector spoke, he sized up the Baluts who followed Anastasia, with an approachable and kind smile on his face.

As an outstanding politician and military commander, Hector's eyesight is naturally quite vicious.

Although it can't compare to Holmes's meticulous and extreme observation ability, Hector can still judge a lot of useful information just by looking at each other.

After directly skipping over Anastasia, the middle-aged uncle's eyes did not stop at Esdeth.

This cute little girl with ice-blue long hair seems to have potential, but she hasn't grown to a level worthy of attention.

In this turbulent age, the geniuses who have silently fallen in unknown corners do not know how many times a day, who has the time to know who they are?

Therefore, Hector turned his attention directly to Bartos.

This tall man in thin cloth is a master, at least by the human standards of this world.

"This is Mr. Patriarch, right? It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Hector, the current city defense officer of Liangshan City. Welcome to this beautiful city."

The unassuming Hector stepped forward, changed the spear he was holding to his left hand, and extended his right hand very friendly.

Bartos shook Hector's hand a few times, with a warm smile on his face.

"We're meeting for the first time. I'm Bartos, the patriarch of the Baluts clan. I'll trouble Lord Hector for the rest of the matter."

"Just call me Hector, and then I will enter everyone's identity information. It's not a big deal, and it will be done soon."

Hector patted Bartos on the shoulder a few times, signaling him to relax, and then turned his head to look at Anastasia standing beside him.

"Besides, I still have to give little Anna face, otherwise the ghost knows what she will do to me next."

Anastasia raised her chin slightly when she heard the words. It was obvious that Hector's words satisfied her little vanity, and then directly started the coquettish method of the girl who saw the timing.

"Uncle Hector, you will arrange a place with the best location for everyone later. When my grandfather and I first came here, we were taken care of by Uncle Bartos a lot."

"It's easy to say, right now the whole city is full of places and there are many places that are not empty, so you can pick whatever you want."

A few people walked into the office of the city defense department while chatting and laughing, and those members of the Bartus clan followed up silently. There will be no objection.

Because of Anastasia's guarantee, Hector didn't go through too strict a review like before, so the long-term residence permit of the Baluts tribe was quickly approved.

Of course, the reason why Hector dared to let it go so readily was because of the old man of the mountain.

After distributing the permits and identity certificates, Anastasia happily led the Baluts to the place of residence. At this time, Kong Ming left with Iskandar who had just been preached. Come in.

After enjoying the preaching hell for several hours, Iskandar, who is always full of energy, was sluggish, and even the original expression of "I was wrong, but I dare to do it next time" was also restrained and disappeared.

Passing by the City Defense Department, Kong Ming routinely asked, "Hector, those people should be fine just now, right?"

"Iskandar brought them back, and Anastasia voluntarily vouched for them, and the old man also knows them. What do you think can go wrong?" Hector smiled.

"That's right, I'm just instinctively skeptical." Kong Ming nodded, and dragged Iskandar away.

At the same time, Anastasia, who was acting as a tour guide, was doing her best to introduce everything in the city to Bartos and Estes. More than 100 people were shuttling through the criss-cross streets, approaching without knowing it. The martial arts arena in the city.

Looking at the huge martial arts arena in the style of the Colosseum in front of her, Anastasia raised her finger and before she could be introduced, a heavy sound of weapons colliding suddenly erupted from the building, attracting all the curious people to gather around in the audience.

In the arena, two brave and vigorous figures, one red and one blue, collided with each other again and again like wild animals, and even the ring was smashed to pieces.

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ps: Looking for a monthly ticket and a recommended ticket...

ps: The new sensitive lexicon really makes people feel powerless to complain. The words Zheng Zhijia and military are actually sensitive words! ?

Chapter 340: Lu Bu Among People

In the martial arts arena.

The billowing smoke and dust covered the sight of the onlookers, and the deafening sonic booms exploded one after another. The mighty power was like two fully equipped armies charging at each other.

Anastasia, who reacted very quickly, was familiar with the terrain, and led the father and daughter of Esdes to seize an excellent seat in the auditorium to watch the game.

Looking at the roaring center of the arena, Anastasia's face was eager to try, and she was so close to the ring that she almost took out her binoculars.

"I don't know, but which two uncles are competing today. Judging from the momentum, it should not be Bedivere."

In a second or two, the sound of the clash of weapons suddenly stopped.

The tense atmosphere made the arena extremely quiet, and Bartos and Esdes stared at everything on the ring with wide-eyed eyes.

Suddenly, a little red light flashed through the gray smoke, and then the red light suddenly poured out like a shower.

Dao Dao swiftly pierced and pierced towards a certain direction and shrouded in all directions like thunder and lightning, as dangerous and deadly as the mouth of a giant beast.

Such an attack, in the eyes of others, is no longer a point-and-shoot exchange of advice, but a real fight to the death.

Each of the quick and quick thrusts has enough strength, and people can even feel the heat generated by the friction when the gun tip pierces the air from a distance. poke a hole.

The blood-colored gun was powerful, but before the tip of the gun fell to the designated position, another person hidden behind the smoke also shot.

Perhaps, in order to compete and show off his superb martial arts skills, Fang Tian's painted halberd, which shot like a dragon, broke through the dust and came first, and also pointed out a rain of guns.

The blood-red magic gun collided violently with the silver Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the tip of the gun and the tip of the halberd pointed together like a wheat awn, making a very rhythmic 'jingle' sound.

The ultra-high-speed fast attack made the movements of both sides change into afterimages. The naked eyes of ordinary humans can no longer keep up with the speed of weapon swings. Even the guys who claim to be masters are also stretched.

Such a performance moved the onlookers one after another.

This can no longer be called the domain of 'people'.

It is after countless times of hard work and finally breaking through the peak of human limits that it is possible to forge the martial arts of the gods to the unparalleled state.

Under the gust of wind blown by the impact of the blade, the dense smoke and dust were quickly cut and scattered, revealing the true face of the combatants.

The one who exposed his figure first was a young general with red eyes and blue hair wearing a light blue tight combat suit.

Needless to say, it must be Cu Chulainn, the great Irish hero who is so energetic that he has nowhere to vent his energy every day. He is known as "Culan's Husky".