The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 53 The Madness of Mingjiao

Monk Peng looked at the cavalrymen approaching the city gate, and the chariots who were three or four miles away from the city gate, his eyes flickered violently.

Damn, what the hell should I do?
Just giving up like that, wouldn't it be a waste of the hard work of the congregation and such an excellent opportunity.But these cavalry came at the wrong time. If they do it now, at most they will blow up the city wall here, but it is absolutely impossible to destroy the demon way.

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Monk Peng's forehead, and his heart was full of entanglements.

The general guarding the city greeted the cavalrymen who were rushing over, and said with a smile: "My lord, we are all the city guards of Luoyang City, and the city guard specially arranged to wait for the real man to guide us here."

The visitor frowned slightly, and said coldly: "The general has an order, for the sake of the real person's safety, the idlers should retreat immediately."

When the general guarding the city heard the words, a look of anger flashed in his eyes, who the hell did he think he was.Luoyang City is still its own territory anyway, when will it be Gao's army's turn to call the shots.

As for worrying about the real person's safety, bah, what kind of person is the real person, you also need to worry about it.

The general guarding the city was very upset, but facing the unkind eyes of the visitor, he could only laugh along with him: "What is this lord talking about, but the villain still admires the real person. Besides, everyone here is me."

Before he finished speaking, he only heard the clang of a knife and gun being unsheathed.

However, the centurion leading the team drew out his long knife and sternly shouted, "All idlers retreat immediately, and those who have not left within ten breaths should be dealt with carefully."

The general guarding the city had a gloomy expression and his face twitched slightly.

This damn is slapping himself in the face!
He looked at the group of cavalrymen with unfriendly expressions, and the people who had begun to pay attention to the place tens of meters away from the city gate, his eyes twitched slightly and he nodded, "Okay, I, Han Hu, have made a note."

Han Hu's face was as gloomy as water, and he was silent for two breaths, after all, he did not continue the stalemate with Gao Jiajun.From the murderous eyes of the other party, he already understood that there was no room for maneuver in this matter.And once the stalemate continues, the surrounding people will definitely notice this, and it will be me who will suffer and lose face in the end.

After Han Hu figured it out, he walked towards the city gate with a dark face, and waved his hand to signal everyone under the city gate to leave.

Monk Peng watched Han Hu's movements, and his heart sank completely.

Sure enough, can't you?

Monk Peng looked at the driver who was still two miles away, his eyes flickered violently.Exploding the gunpowder now would at most collapse the city walls and disrupt today's martial arts conference, but there is no hope of eradicating the demon way.

However, once he leaves the city gate, does he really have a chance when the demon way arrives?

Even if Yao Dao was seriously injured, it seemed unrealistic to want to rush through the heavy cavalry outside and ignite the explosives hidden at the city gate, right?
Although Monk Peng is very confident in his lightness skills, he is not confident that he can play so many tricks in front of peerless masters.

Among the crowd outside the city gate, the other members of the Ming Cult looked gloomy and looked at each other solemnly.

"What do we do now?"

"Don't act rashly."

Several people communicated in low voices, and finally chose to lurk quietly.Not to mention that Mo Chen's car was still far away from here, even the elite and extraordinary cavalry at the moment made them dare not take action easily.Even if he rushed up now, besides killing some dispensable characters, what use would it be?
Monk Peng looked at the cavalry approaching the city gate, a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and the veins in his big hands that were tightly gripping the weapons twitched slightly.

You must do it, otherwise you will never have another chance!

Even if the Yao Dao cannot be destroyed this time, the martial arts conference will be disrupted, and the Yao Dao and Da Song will lose face.Otherwise, wouldn't all of what Mingjiao did at the expense of so much be in vain?
Monk Peng made up his mind and never hesitated.

He glanced at Han Hu who had returned to the city gate, and winked at the short, round middle-aged man on the other side.

The man nodded slightly, and suddenly stood up from the guards. The strong bow in his hand was drawn towards the cavalry into a full moon, and the arrow blades gleamed coldly, exuding a faint wave of true energy.He looked agitated, and shouted: "The monster choleras the world, for His Majesty, for the Song Dynasty, brothers, follow me to kill!"

Before he finished speaking, the strong bow in his hand had already been released.

Under the blessing of true energy, the speed of the sharp arrow has been greatly increased, tearing the air to leave a clearly visible hole, and sending out a breath-taking howl.

what!
Han Hu felt the sharp arrow across his head, the hair on his back stood up instantly, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.He fixed his eyes on the short and fat middle-aged man, his mouth trembled slightly, but he couldn't make any sound.

Although the Mingjiao's attack was sudden, Centurion had been on the battlefield for a long time. When he saw the action of the fat middle-aged man, he instinctively walked behind him.At the same time, the weapon in his hand flicked towards the sharp arrow passing through the void, and moved it to the other side of the crowd.

The centurion stared at the disappearing sharp arrow, and was stunned for a second before he came back to his senses.

He took a deep breath, his face was as ugly as a pig's liver, his eyes were like copper bells staring at the short and fat middle-aged man, and he roared angrily, "Northern Meng works carefully, suffer death."

Under the leadership of the centurion, two hundred cavalrymen headed towards the city gate like a torrent.

Monk Peng looked at the cavalrymen rushing forward, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his hands under the robe clenched into fists.

He was waiting for all the cavalry to come closer and bury them all under the walls.Seeing that the cavalry came to about [-] meters from the city gate in a blink of an eye, Monk Peng's expression became more serious.

almost!

When the cavalry came to about 50 meters from the city gate, Monk Peng never hesitated.

He winked at the others, then tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and his whole body was like an arrow leaving the string, heading towards a corner of the city wall.

In the corner of the city wall, near the city gate, there is a gunpowder fuse no longer than half the length of a little finger!

Monk Peng quickly came to the front of the lead, and with the help of the huge city gate, he easily broke the heavy package outside the lead.I saw that there was a little yellowish powder floating from it, and then burned in the air.

Monk Peng looked at the burning fuse, with a frightening coldness in his eyes.

It's a pity that these thousands of catties of explosives were originally prepared as a gift for the demon, but now they are used to deal with some dispensable miscellaneous soldiers.

"You're lucky this time." Monk Peng murmured, looking at the fuse that had started to burn, and planned to leave the city wall as soon as possible.

In order to deal with Mo Chen, they left a very short wire here, and the gunpowder buried in the ground would detonate within five breaths at most.

In their original plan, they should have waited for Mo Chen's car to arrive at the city gate, and then the Ming Cult soldiers would charge, causing some confusion and attracting the attention of Mo Chen and the others.Then a person pretended to be an unaware guard, came here to light the fuse of the gunpowder, and presented Mo Chen with a huge firework.

It was only because of Gao Ying's sudden idea that all the plans of Mingjiao were in vain.

Just when Monk Peng was about to leave, a plain voice sounded next to his ears: "Is the useless garbage buried below here a gift carefully prepared by Mingjiao for half a year?"

(End of this chapter)