Chapter 339: The Crisis of the Siege

"Hah!"

Wang Xiaofeng raised his arms, braced against a round of violent strikes from his opponent, and swung his fist in a counterattack.

Rock Fist: Falling Stone Like Rain!

In an instant, a heavy blow a hundred times more ferocious landed on his opponent, directly pulverizing the Qi and Blood Disciple's entire body until he finally turned into a pile of mangled flesh.

After Wang Xiaofeng stopped, he discovered that the battles all around were coming to an end; they had won.

This section of the city wall was covered in the corpses of the dead and wounded from both sides, including the rebel army from outside the city that had launched the sneak attack, as well as fellow Disciples from the martial arts hall.

He had no time for grief and asked the fellow Disciples around him, "What is the situation?"

"It was a feint; the city wall beneath our feet is not the target."

Hearing this, the surrounding Apprentice Disciples turned their heads one after another; the Master had arrived.

Wang Panshi held a limp corpse in his hand and tossed it onto the ground; it was a martial artist he had killed.

He pointed to the intense battlefields on both sides, "The surrounding city gates are all being attacked, but the intensity is low; those who came are all..." he gestured to the martial artist's corpse on the ground, "small fry, not worth mentioning."

Wang Xiaofeng asked urgently, "Then what is their target?"

Wang Panshi channeled power into his eyes, his line of sight suddenly stretching into the distance, sweeping past countless battlefields, and finally locking onto a section of the city wall.

A flash of inspiration struck his mind, "It is Zhou You; his strength is the weakest, and his defensive area has been chosen as the breakthrough point."

A martial artist's physical stamina far exceeds that of an ordinary person, and they possess superior visual range; even without a telescope, they can see scenes a thousand meters away.

Wang Panshi took a hurried glance and saw that the section of the city wall where Zhou You was stationed was suffering the most violent attacks.

Pick the softest persimmon to squeeze; the rebel army really knows how to pick a spot!

Zhou You had killed a Qi and Blood Disciple of the Panshi Martial Arts Hall, and had formed a grudge with Wang Xiaofeng and the others.

In the early stages, because of Wang Panshi's suppression, and later because Zhou You climbed up the relationship with the Qi Family, they had never gone to seek revenge.

To this day, Zhou You is already at the peak of Qi and Blood, and even has the record of defeating the second young master of the Qi Family; he is long past the level of these martial arts hall disciples.

Wang Xiaofeng heard that Zhou You was facing a fierce attack and knew he was in danger; his heart was filled with mixed emotions! Thud! Zhou You smashed out with both fists, and the chests of the two Qi and Blood martial artists who had just climbed to the top of the wall caved in, spitting out two fragments of internal organs as their bodies flew sideways, crashing into a large crowd like logs.

Those rebel soldiers who were about to climb to the top of the city wall were all smashed into bursting bodies, with flesh and blood falling like rain.

More rebel soldiers rushed to the city gate tunnel, attempting to charge into the city to carry out a massacre and capture Gongliang City.

At this very moment, the situation had become critical to the extreme.

The gate tunnel was blocked, the mechanism was destroyed, and the city gate could not be closed.

The residents and commoners trapped in the gate tunnel had no power to resist in the face of the rebels' butcher knives, falling down while wailing.

"You two bastards, using me?"

Qian Shimeng went completely mad, attacking Yuan Hang and Hu Bandong desperately, using a completely suicidal fighting style.

After this incident, even if he survived, his reputation would be ruined.

Colluding with the rebel army outside the city and betraying the Commander he had pledged allegiance to was undoubtedly the scum of martial artists.

Although he had selfish motives—greed for some money and attempts to expand his connections—how did he end up being used, and even ruining the great plans of Commander Zhou?

At the thought of Commander Zhou holding him accountable for his crimes, Qian Shimeng shuddered, wishing he could die in battle on the spot.

Fighting for his life alone, he actually managed to hold off both Yuan Hang and Hu Bandong.

The remaining Qi and Blood martial artists all rushed to the exit of the gate tunnel to resist the incoming rebel army.

Amidst thousands of troops and horses, fierce experts play a huge role, serving to boost morale and charge into the fray. A martial artist with Force can wield a hundred-pound iron weapon, wearing heavy armor to charge back and forth; any enemy hit by him is like being hit by a bull, suffering broken bones and internal injuries, receiving fatal wounds.

Those at the Qi and Blood level above that are even more formidable; any movement of their hands or feet has the power to destroy flesh and blood. Ordinary people hit by them will either die or be injured, not even needing rescue.

Although the number of rebels was large, most were ordinary people, using human-wave tactics to flood the city gate in an attempt to break through this section.

But the martial artists under Zhou You were no pushovers; they swung their fists and killed their way over, like a row of harvesters crushing forward, directly pushing the leading rebels ten meters outside the city gate, leaving broken and fragmented corpses all over the ground. Zuo Shier wore Iron Armor and did not even use a weapon, crashing headlong into the crowd; amidst the teeth-grinding sounds of impact, the noise of blunt objects smashing into flesh was incessant, and one after another, human bodies flew into mid-air, landing on the ground and remaining motionless.

Other Qi and Blood martial artists also displayed their own unique skills, grabbing enemies, crushing them to death, and throwing them out like logs, smashing seven or eight people before they landed as a pulp of meat.

On the battlefield, Qi and Blood martial artists are simply a match for a hundred, sweeping through invincible, unless they encounter their own kind.

The rebel army had originally come with great momentum, but their spirit was dampened.

Therefore, the enemy's Qi and Blood martial artists also began to appear one after another.

"Thud!"

Zhou You leaped down from the top of the city wall; the ground beneath him was already crowded with countless rebels, heads packed tightly together.

What a patch of ground with nowhere to set foot!

While in mid-air, he took a deep breath to store power and shouted a 'Tiger Roar Jade' from his mouth.

The rebels saw Zhou You jump down and, thinking he was throwing his life away, pointed and laughed, paying no heed.

Some even raised sharp long spears and iron pikes, aiming at the spot where Zhou You was falling, attempting to skewer him like a meat kebab.

A thunderous roar erupted in mid-air, the Qi wave violently unleashed, sweeping like a hurricane; countless long weapons snapped and were blown away like withered grass.

Countless rebels swayed and stood unsteadily, their heads buzzing.

In this chaos, Zhou You crashed into the ground with the force of his descent; with a boom, the Tiger Roar Jade exploded simultaneously.

The spot turned into a vacuum, and the movement all around disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Dust flew up like waves, surging and swirling, presenting a huge ring shape as it rotated, as if the splash of a stone falling into water had been magnified countless times.

The crowd of rebels was like the surface of the water, and Zhou You was that stone that broke the surface's calm.

This impact wiped out hundreds of people on the spot, including a Qi and Blood martial artist who was hiding in the crowd waiting to launch a sneak attack.

A large group of people outside the city gate was wiped away, briefly forming a vacuum zone where at least the yellow earth of the ground could be seen.

"Commander Zhou is mighty!"

Seeing this, the martial artists defending the city roared and shouted, their morale incredibly high.

The performance of Zhou You descending from the sky just now was like a god, bringing great shock to everyone who witnessed the scene.

Conversely, on the rebel side, despite their numerical advantage, their morale was low; instead, they were being suppressed by the smaller defending force, and it was clear they were almost unable to approach the city wall anymore.

This is the sorrow of the martial artist world; a single powerhouse can determine the outcome of a battle, and high-end combat strength is a strategic weapon.

"..."

On Zhou You's interface, a massive, glaring red light was approaching rapidly; on the scaled-down map, this speed was already enough to make one's heart race with fear.

What if it were in reality? The rebel crowd suddenly parted to form a path, leading straight from the far end to the city gate; a distance of over a hundred li was covered in only ten breaths.

The rebel mobs along the way were either smashed into minced meat or turned into clouds of blood mist on the spot.

This act was even more violent and ferocious than Zhou You smashing down from the city wall, treating their own people as if they were not human.

(End of this chapter)