No one responded, and no one would. There was only a silent attack.
When planning this, the organizer had instructed his subordinates not to make too much of a commotion, so there would not be a tidal wave of shouting and killing.
The size of the wheelchair could indeed block many arrows, but an arrow still hit his leg. Luo An's legs weakened again, and he fell to the ground with the wheelchair, then lay on the wheelchair.
However, he refused to back down. Using the back of the wheelchair as a shield, he leaned on the wheelchair and pushed the wheelchair with its wheels rumbling as he madly rushed toward the enemy. He pulled out the saber from his waist and held it in his hand. Blood kept dripping from his mouth.
The sound of arrows hitting the back of the wheelchair was concentrated, and the powerful arrowheads pierced through the wooden board, like sharp fangs in front of his eyes. He continued to push the wheelchair forward fearlessly, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
His charge was blocked, and Luo An flipped the wheelchair away. He flipped to the side, and crashed into the crowd with his sword.
The blade swept, slashed, and chopped fiercely. There was a wave of screams, and the sound of bowstrings snapping. The archers at the front were immediately killed.
A sword pierced through, and with a pu, it pierced Luo An's abdomen, who could not react quickly enough.
Luo An actually grabbed the sword, and did not let the opponent pull it away. With a wave of his hand, he chopped off the opponent's head.
Even though he was heavily injured, Luo An, who had summoned his last breath and fought with all his might, made the surrounding people unable to do anything to him.
To be able to be Meng Shan Ming's personal bodyguard, his bravery was not a problem!
There was actually such a person who did not fear death. The surrounding soldiers were all terrified. Who did not fear death? They all subconsciously retreated!
Behind the crowd, Feng Ruoyi's eyes flashed coldly. He reached his hand behind him, and grabbed the spear that his bodyguard was holding.
With a long spear in his hand, Feng Ruoyi, who was dressed in full armor, smashed his way through the crowd. Along the way, it was as if he was cleaving through waves in the crowd. Like a needle piercing through a hole, his fierce spear suddenly pierced through the people in front of him, piercing out with a whoosh.
Pu! Unable to dodge, unable to hide, Luo An, who had his chest pierced by the spear, immediately let out a sigh of relief, and went limp.
Feng Ruoyi pushed through the crowd, and with one arm, he lifted Luo An into the air with the other.
The arm that held the gun did not move at all. His strength was extraordinary.
Feng Ruonan's spear technique and arm strength didn't lose to a man. She could already be considered very powerful on the battlefield. However, her two brothers were even more powerful than her.
To some extent, the three children of the Feng Family all inherited Peng Yulan's excellent bloodline in some aspects. They were all tall and naturally brave. They were born to be generals on the battlefield.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Luo An, who was hanging from the spear, weakly swung the knife in his hand, unwilling to give up and slashed at the spear shaft. Every time he slashed, there would be a "dang" sound, but he really had no strength left. His five fingers could no longer hold the knife, and the knife finally fell to the ground with a clang.
Luo An, whose head was crooked on his neck, died with his eyes still wide open, staring down at Feng Ruoyi from above.
Blood flowed down the spear shaft and onto Feng Ruoyi's hand which was holding onto the spear. Feng Ruoyi's face was cold and indifferent as he stared coldly at Shang Chaozong who had appeared behind the door of the main hall.
Now that things had come to this, he had no other choice. He could only succeed and not fail!
"Feng Ruoyi, I swear I will kill you!"
Behind the door, Shang Chaozong's eyes were bloodshot when he saw Luo An being hung on the spear. He stretched out a hand, pointed at Feng Ruoyi, and roared.
Brother-in-law and Brother-in-law finally shed all pretense of cordiality when they met face to face.
At this point, if Shang Chaozong, who had all information blocked, still didn't know who wanted to kill him, he would be an idiot. He was already under the control of the Heavenly Jade School. If the Heavenly Jade School wanted to kill him, they wouldn't need to send such a big force. Any random cultivator would be enough to deal with him. There was no need to create such a commotion. It was his father-in-law's family who wanted to kill him!
He hated himself for being soft-hearted and not taking advantage of the Feng Family's decline to eliminate future troubles. Even if he had exterminated the Feng Family, what could the Heavenly Jade School do? No matter how unhappy Peng Youzai was, for the sake of the Heavenly Jade School, he wouldn't touch him easily. He could only blame himself for being soft-hearted and causing such remorse!
When Meng Shanming saw Luo An lying motionless on the spear, his eyes turned bloodshot as well.
Meng Shuai, who had always been calm and collected, was enraged. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He reached behind him and shouted, "Spear! Spear! "
He instantly refused to accept his old age. He thought he was still on the battlefield, that he was still a general who could charge and break through enemy lines with his spear.
All these years, he had been dreaming of war. When he woke up, he would wake up from the dream of thousands of soldiers and horses. He had never left.
However, reality was cruel. He wasn't in a dream right now. There were no troops behind him, and no one to hand him a spear.
There were only him, Shang Chaozong, and Lan Ruoting in the room. Although there were weapon racks on both sides of the main hall, and the racks were also full of weapons, neither Shang Chaozong nor Lan Ruoting would let this old marshal climb out with a spear and risk his life.
No one responded. Meng Shanming, who was glaring at them, suddenly looked back. He was about to reprimand them when he saw the situation in the room clearly. It was as if cold water was poured on his head, and he instantly woke up from his trance.
Immediately, endless sorrow surged on his old face. The powerlessness was indescribable. After fighting for most of his life, was he going to fall in such a despicable way? Was he going to die in such a way?
No matter how unwilling they were, they knew that they couldn't change anything with just the few of them.
Feng Ruoyi wouldn't delay. The process from breaking into this house to now was actually very fast.
He smashed the spear in his hand. Bang! Luo An, who was hanging on the spear, fell to the ground, and blood splattered all over the ground.
Blood splashed like blooming flowers. Luo An's body lay motionless on the ground.
With his bloody hand, he waved the spear and shouted, "Kill!"
The bowstring sounded again, and a rain of arrows flew towards Meng Shanming, who was sitting on the ground in the hall.
"Meng Shuai!" Lan Ruoting exclaimed.
Shang Chaozong's figure rushed out from behind the door and pounced towards Meng Shanming.
The door was blocked by a few black shadows. A few personal guards rushed over from under the eaves of the houses on both sides, carrying things like tables and boards. They blocked the door and blocked the impact of the arrows outside the door.
The four bodyguards quickly retreated into the main hall. At the same time, they stretched their hands to the left and right of the door, and quickly closed it.
Two of them bolted the door and used their bodies to block the door. The other two quickly found something to block the door.
The sound of arrows shooting outside the door stopped, and was replaced by a large number of rushing footsteps …
In the backyard, Shang Shuqing was standing by the pond. He was in deep thought, and his face was full of melancholy.
When she heard the sound of 'enemy attack', she was startled and looked around. Suddenly, she saw a row of people jumping over the wall in the backyard. She couldn't help but be shocked.
Just as the first batch of ambushers jumped over the wall, two bodyguards rushed over from the side and protected her. "Princess, leave quickly!"
Shang Shuqing lifted her skirt and the three of them hurriedly retreated.
The people who jumped over the wall immediately gave chase. At the same time, they nocked their bows and shot arrows.
Hearing the sound of bowstrings behind him, one of the bodyguards who ran to the moon gate turned his head to look. He suddenly opened his arms and blocked Shang Shuqing's back.
Shang Shuqing dodged a bullet and turned into the moon gate. The bodyguard fell into a pool of blood.
"Brother Yang!" Shang Shuqing cried out in grief. He turned around and ran out, trying to pull the bodyguard who was twitching on the ground.
Feng Ruojie, who was standing on top of the wall in the backyard, suddenly made a move. She snatched the bow and arrow from the person beside her and pulled the bowstring with lightning speed. She shot out an arrow before the next wave of arrows had passed.
The target was Shang Shuqing who appeared. The sharp arrow was also shooting at Shang Shuqing.
I have to say that the archery of this general who came from the battlefield was quite accurate!
This time, Feng Family wanted to kill more than one Shang Chaozong. Since it was already done, there was no need to leave anyone alive to avoid any future troubles. Everyone around Shang Chaozong had to die, not to mention Shang Shuqing. This was Shang Chaozong's sister. Was he going to leave this woman alive for revenge?
"Princess, let's go!" Another bodyguard shouted. He pulled Shang Shuqing's arm and forcefully pulled her back.
The moment Shang Shuqing's figure was pulled over, the arrow hit her shoulder blade on her back. The sound of bone penetration was heard. Her face twisted in pain and she staggered.
Fortunately, Shang Shuqing's personal guard acted in time and reacted quickly, allowing Shang Shuqing to avoid the fatal arrow.
The bodyguard pulled Shang Shuqing's arm and ran desperately. He also saw the arrow that hit Shang Shuqing's back, but he couldn't care too much now. There was no time to heal the princess.
Feng Ruojie, who jumped off the wall, waved her hand. The four bodyguards behind her immediately abandoned the team and chased after them.
The four bodyguards who rushed into the moon gate saw a figure and shot their bow.
The bodyguard who was dragging Shang Shuqing immediately pulled Shang Shuqing to hide. Using a flower bed as a cover, he rushed out again. He knocked open a small door nearby and dragged Shang Shuqing inside.
The bodyguard had just locked the door and pulled down a cabinet to block the door. Suddenly, he heard a ripping sound behind him. Turning around, he saw that Shang Shuqing, the virtuous lady, had actually ripped open her skirt, revealing the long pants underneath.
Before he could react, Shang Shuqing had already jumped onto a table. Before she jumped again, she shouted, "Quick, let's go. Leave this place and meet up with the Prince."
Crash! On the table, Shang Shuqing, who had borrowed a leg's height, had already used her body to knock open a wooden railing above. Without hesitation, she used her precious body to force her way out.
Only then did the bodyguard realize that the princess had disliked the restriction of her skirt. It was inconvenient for her to run and jump, so she might as well tear her skirt to make it easier for her to move!
Thud thud thud! A violent knocking sound came from behind him. Fortunately, there was something blocking the door, so it wasn't that easy to break through.
The bodyguard immediately jumped up and used the same method as Shang Shuqing to get out.
When he landed, he was already in another courtyard on the other side of the wall. A large number of running footsteps could be heard from next door.
"Let's go!" Shang Shuqing, who was waiting for him under the wall, shouted. The two of them rushed towards the back door of the main hall.
As soon as he rushed in, the guard immediately closed the back door and sealed it.
Hearing the voices of Lan Ruoting and the rest, Shang Shuqing, whose arrow was still stuck in his shoulder blade, bit his lips. A pained expression flashed across his face. A large patch of his back was already dyed red with blood.
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