C125 I Look Forward to the Turn of Events(2)

Lyi Xuanzhi gave the order and all the archers shot out ten thousand arrows at the same time. They shot towards the stronghold. A few more times, the entire stronghold would turn into a porcupine. No matter where he went, he would not be able to escape the rain of arrows. Some of the bandits on the high wall could not withstand it. Several of them were shot to death by the arrows and fell outside the stronghold. Some of the bandits guarding inside also could not avoid the tens of thousands of arrows being shot at the same time. They were shot to death on the spot. The stronghold was good everywhere except for the lack of materials. Of course, they lacked shields now. Now, there were only human shields left.

Lyi Xuanzhi saw that the effect was not good, so he asked the archers to change to fire arrows. He wanted their stronghold to be barren before he could vent his anger.

"Release!" Once again, he ordered. Now, there were tens of millions of fire arrows. The archers in the stronghold were also unable to withstand it. Those who died were burned to death. Lyi Xuanzhi's side only lost a few soldiers who reacted half a beat slower. They were well-equipped. Shields, bows, horses, armor... But other than the armor that was left behind a few years ago, his own weapon seemed to have no good equipment. Compared to them, one was tall, rich and handsome, while the other was short and poor. There was no comparison at all. It was only a matter of time before they took down the stronghold.

Using an army to attack the stronghold, this could be considered unprecedented, right? Although it was unpleasant to hear, who asked you to kill Mu Haiyang? Killing who is not good, you must kill her.

Lyi Xuanzhi brought his troops to the front gate of the stronghold and prepared to break out of the door. Seeing that the door was in imminent danger, all the bandits had retreated to the meeting room. The current situation was like a forced palace. The loyal bandits were still guarding Lu Che.

In the entire mountain stronghold, most of the places were already on fire, and corpses were everywhere. Only a dozen or so people were left standing guard in the meeting room. Each of them had some fear on their faces. Fear. They looked around, afraid that they would attack without warning. But in the end, he would just die.

"One, two, three..." A few soldiers raised the large wooden pillar and knocked against the mountain stronghold's door. The people inside heard that it was undoubtedly a countdown to their death.

Lu Che, who was in the meeting room, appeared especially calm. Perhaps this was the will of the heavens, and he would have no regrets even if he died. It was too late for regrets. Rather than being worried, he might as well face it calmly. Perhaps before a person died, they would understand many things that they did not understand before. Lu Che was one of them. Before Lyi Xuanzhi arrived, he was as afraid of death as the people from the stronghold. But now, when he attacked the stronghold, he suddenly calmed down. At most, he would die, not to mention that they were the ones who killed him. Thus, Lu Che calmly sat in the hall and drank his tea, relaxing his thoughts. Perhaps there were some unexpected gains.

Warmhearted bandit was not dead yet, with injuries all over his body. He stumbled over and said, "Hold on, chief. We will be fine!"

"Okay, okay, okay! You are thoughtful..." Lu Che did not think about it. He only felt that he was only here to cheer himself up. Under such circumstances, he could not tell him the truth. No matter how much he cheered, this mountain stronghold was finished. He had to go down and accompany Mu Haiyang.

"Chief, believe me. We will be fine!" warmhearted bandit saw that Lu Che thought he was joking, so he said it once.

Never lose hope. But Hell King wanted you to die three times more, how could he let you live until five? Right now, the 'Hell King' outside the door was just about to break the door with his last sprint.

They were still talking in unison: "One, two, three... one, two. Three. Hit!"

"Bang!" One in front and one behind, the door fell to the ground with two thuds. Lyi Xuanzhi shouted, "Kill without mercy!"

The meaning of this sentence was that as long as they were alive, they would become dead.

"Kill!"

The soldiers were full of vigor and vitality, let alone a stronghold like this. It was simply like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife. It was a piece of cake. They had already attacked the meeting room, and there were more than a dozen bandits surrounding the door. Their eyes were now filled with fear and fear. Compared to before they broke the door, they were much more afraid.

Lyi Xuanzhi raised his hand, indicating that he should not rush forward anymore. Lu Che felt that Lyi Xuanzhi, who was standing outside the door, seemed to have stopped moving. He stood up. He walked to the door. When he opened the door, he saw Lyi Xuanzhi standing in front of the stairs. He was wearing an arrogant expression.

"Lu Che is willing to die under the sword of Lord Wang. Five years ago, I was the one who deserved to die. Lu Che no longer had any regrets in his life. Your Royal Highness, please fulfill my wish!" Lu Che knelt on one knee in front of Lyi Xuanzhi without any hesitation. He no longer cared about his stronghold.

"Don't think that I won't kill you." After saying this to Lu Che, he turned to Tianhu in the hall.

With an irresistible gaze, he walked towards ___. The long spear in his hand had been replaced with a long sword. The sword had been unsheathed, but there was not a trace of blood on the sword. It could be seen that this was specially prepared for Tianhu.

Only now did Tianhu know that it seemed like he could not avoid this disaster. He was prepared to die, but he still wanted to exchange blows with Lyi Xuanzhi. This way, at least he wouldn't die. If he could fight, he would fight. Lyi Xuanzhi stared at him and didn't let go. The sword in his hand was getting restless. He would only avenge Haiyang after killing him.

Tianhu held the large knife in his hand. "Ah!" He slashed towards Lyi Xuanzhi.

Lyi Xuanzhi leaned back and dodged his blade. He quickly stabbed with his sword. The blood on his left shoulder only stopped when it hit his right chest. Now there was a sword in front of his chest. When Lyi Xuanzhi withdrew his sword, Tianhu held his chest and took a step back. He could barely hold the saber in his hand.

"Do you still want me to attack?" Lyi Xuanzhi's tone was filled with disdain. Tianhu raised his head and looked at Lyi Xuanzhi. Suddenly, his eyes dimmed. Although he was not as skilled as Lyi Xuanzhi, he would die with no regrets.

Lyi Xuanzhi pointed his sword at Tianhu, who was lying on the ground. The sword was still dripping blood. It was his own blood.

"Wait a minute!"