Chapter 314: Siege and Killing
Fang Yue looked at the leaving figure of King Han, feeling an inexplicable emotion well up in his heart.
He turned to look at Zhu Linlang and saw her lowering her head with a hint of blush on her face, as if she was also reminiscing about the chance encounter just now.
"Linlang, we..."
Fang Yue spoke, but didn't know how to continue.
Zhu Linlang raised her head, looked into Fang Yue's eyes, and said softly: "Fang Yue, the past is in the past. I hope you can focus on the overall situation and not be distracted by me."
Fang Yue There are mixed feelings in my heart. He naturally understood what Zhu Linlang meant, and he also knew that she was thinking about him and the overall situation.
Of course, he was not originally prepared to deepen this relationship.
Then the two said a few more words, and it was getting late, so Fang Yue said goodbye and left.
Returning to his temporary residence in the city, Fang Yue suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and began to recall the scene of today's battle with those barbarian warriors.
He closed his eyes and began to think carefully about today's fierce confrontation with the barbarian warriors.
Their eyes were all focused on an old man in the center. He was a barbarian priest and the host of this ceremony.
Fang Yue began to analyze their moves, trying to find out the flaws and countermeasures.
"The strength of these barbarians seems not to have been tempered by oneself, but to have been borrowed!"
Fang Yue said to himself, lost in thought.
As the priest chanted, the warriors began to beat the weapons in their hands rhythmically, making a "dong-dong" sound, adding a sense of solemnity and mystery to the ceremony.
This kind of power is powerful and primitive, as if it contains the wildness and vitality of the grassland. It can make the warrior's combat effectiveness soar instantly and become more brave.
The prairie barbarians have an ancestral temple. According to legend, the bravest warriors of each barbarian tribe have the opportunity to enter the deepest part of the temple after going through various tests.
A trace of confusion flashed in the soldier's eyes, and then he became firm: "I feel the power of my ancestors, it flows in my blood, making me stronger."
< br>At the same time, he is also reflecting on his own fighting style and thinking about how to absorb and integrate the advantages of barbarian warriors while maintaining his own style.
He could deal with three, but if ten came, even he would have to avoid the edge temporarily.
The air is filled with the strong smell of incense and the fresh breath of the grassland.
There, they will communicate with the souls of their ancestors through an ancient and mysterious ritual, thereby gaining a mysterious power called "the power of the ancestors."
The old man stepped forward, helped the soldier up, and asked softly: "What do you feel?"
He knew that only by deeply understanding the opponent can he gain an advantage in the battle.
"What's going on?" someone asked in horror.
Fang Yue had heard of this legend before, but he didn't really feel the terrifying power of this power until he fought against the barbarian warriors today.
He believes that through continuous learning and practice, he will be more capable in future battles.
He began to chant ancient spells in the language of the barbarians. His voice was low and powerful, as if he could communicate with heaven and earth.
Fang Yue frowned. He recalled the confrontation with the barbarian warriors. The strength and speed that were different from ordinary people were indeed not something that could be achieved through ordinary cultivation.
Their power seemed to have a kind of violence and primitiveness that did not belong to humans, which reminded him of some ancient and mysterious method of borrowing power.
Immediately, he pointed the scepter at a young barbarian warrior. This warrior is the bravest selected from the tribe. He will have the opportunity to obtain the "power of the ancestors".
But at this moment, this barbarian warrior who had just gained strength suddenly swelled up as if filled with a powerful force, his muscles instantly swelled, and there seemed to be a huge force under his skin. Wandering.
The old man held a long scepter, the head of which was inlaid with a bright gemstone, which shone mysteriously in the firelight.
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At the same time, deep in the barbarian grasslands, a solemn and mysterious ceremony was taking place in the Jingyuan Temple.
Every move and every style was replayed in his mind like a movie.
When night fell and the stars were shining, Fang Yue ended his memories and simulations.
His eyes became red, as if there were fire burning in them, and a wild aura emanated from him.
The chaotic thoughts in his heart gradually subsided, and Fang Yue felt as if he was integrated with the battle.
He recalled the fighting style of those barbarian warriors, and the wild and direct power left a deep impression on him.
Suddenly, his body trembled violently, and then he collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
Although their moves look simple, they are full of wildness and power. Every attack seems to knock people down instantly.
The soldier closed his eyes tightly and his whole body was tense, as if he was experiencing great pain and struggle.
The old man nodded with satisfaction, signaling the end of the ceremony.
"If their power is really borrowed, then what is the source of this power? The so-called power of ancestors?"
The surrounding barbarian warriors looked at this scene in shock, and the old man also revealed A look of surprise.
In the center of the temple's main hall, a huge brazier is burning, and the firelight reflects on the surrounding rough stone walls, forming jumping shadows.
A group of barbarian warriors sit around the fire pot. Their faces are painted with various patterns and they are dressed in costumes made of animal skins. They look wild and mysterious.
He began to simulate another confrontation with the barbarian warriors, imagining how he would use the newly learned skills and strategies in battle.
As time passed, Fang felt that his understanding of this battle was getting deeper and deeper.
At the climax of the ceremony, the old man suddenly raised his scepter high and shouted the name of his ancestor loudly.
Although this kind of power is not as good as that of warriors of the same level, if the number is large enough, it can be enough to change the situation of the battle!
"This is the Savage Warrior." Another person answered.
The soldier suddenly let out a roar that shook the surrounding area, like the roar of a wild beast.
He stood up suddenly, his body much taller than before, like a hill.
His skin became as hard as stone, and his muscles bulged like iron.
At this moment, the mutated warrior had completely lost his mind. He looked around and waved his arms wildly, as if he wanted to destroy everything around him.
His strength is extremely powerful, and every swing can create deep cracks in the stone wall.
The old man made a quick decision and ordered loudly: "Quick! Stop him, don't let him continue to destroy the temple!"
The barbarians seemed to have been prepared for this situation. The surrounding barbarian warriors immediately stepped forward and easily subdued the mutated barbarian warrior.
Next, similar things happened dozens more times.
"Artu, when it comes to light, you will send these barbaric warriors to the army. Although they have lost their minds, they are more powerful and can be used to attack cities and trap battles!"
< br>"Yes, High Priest!" The barbarian warrior named Atu responded respectfully.
The next morning, the sun shone on the grassland, and the dewdrops shone on the grass tips, like bright pearls.
Artu led those mutated wild warriors on the journey to the army.
Their figures moved quickly on the grassland, like an invincible army, exuding a powerful aura.
Although these wild warriors have lost their minds, their strength and speed have reached an unprecedented height.
At the army station, the generals saw a trace of surprise in their eyes when they saw these wild warriors.
They had never seen such a powerful warrior, as if they were devils coming out of hell. "These are the barbarian warriors?" a general asked doubtfully.
"Yes, although they have lost their minds, they are more powerful. We can use them to attack the city and break the enemy's defense line." Artu explained.
The generals nodded and began to discuss how to use these wild warriors to formulate tactics.
They knew that this would be an unprecedented battle, but with these powerful warriors, their confidence doubled.
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In a small city a thousand miles away from Stone City, in a dark secret room,
several figures sat together, their faces full of displeasure and impatience.
"These barbarians are really useless. I gave them the news, and they can't do anything with Fang Yue. They are really useless!" One of the three dragon heads of the Blood Dragon Platform, the Red Flame Dragon King, slammed the table. said angrily.
"Indeed, we thought we could easily take over this small town by cooperating with the barbarians, but we didn't expect them to be so vulnerable."
Xue Ying, the vice-leader of the Shadow Society, sneered and agreed, "It seems that we need to re-evaluate our cooperation with the barbarians."
"What's the use of talking about this now? The key is to find a way to solve Fang Yue's trouble."
The third unidentified woman, shrouded in shadow, said thoughtfully, "He has repeatedly destroyed our The plan has become a major worry for us.”
“That’s right. Yes, we must find a way to get rid of Fang Yue."
The Red Blood Dragon King nodded, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, "We can't let him continue to be arrogant."
< br>There was a brief silence in the secret room, only the sound of heavy breathing and the occasional low-pitched discussion.
A long while passed.
"Actually, to deal with Fang Yue, we don't necessarily need to do it ourselves." The woman in the shadow suddenly said softly.
"Oh? What do you mean?" Red Flame Dragon King and Xueying looked at her at the same time.
“You have forgotten that although Fang Yue is our enemy, he is also the enemy of the King of Han.” The woman said slowly, “Why don’t we use the hands of the King of Han to get rid of Fang Yue?”
The Red Flame Dragon King and Xueying looked at each other, with a glimmer of light flashing in their eyes.
"Continue." The Red Flame Dragon King signaled.
“We can exaggerate Fang Yue’s threat.”
The woman continued, “If the King of Han wants to do something big, he will definitely take action without hesitation.”
"In this way, we can not only get rid of Fang Yue with the help of the King of Han, but also avoid direct conflict with us."
Xueying added, "This plan is good!"
"Then it's settled!" The Red Flame Dragon King slapped the table and made a decision, "Immediately arrange for someone to reveal the news to King Han and let him take action as soon as possible! As long as he kills Fang Yue, then we will provide him with some help . ”
As the order from the Red Flame Dragon King was issued, the people in the secret room took action quickly.
They know that as long as they can successfully get rid of Fang Yue, it is nothing to pay a small price.
However, what they did not expect was that Fang Yue was not an ordinary person. Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, he is also extremely resourceful.
It is not easy to get rid of him.
At the same time, in the palace of the King of Han, the King of Han was sitting in his study and meditating.
A solemn look flashed across his face, as if he was thinking about something important.
At this moment, a guard hurried in and handed a piece of information to the King of Han.
When the king of Han opened the information, he showed a thoughtful expression on his face.
But immediately, a look of ridicule appeared on his face: "Blood Dragon Terrace and Shadow Society, these two rebels actually made this alienation scheme so unsightly."
The King of Han put the information on the table, stood up and walked to the window, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking at the moonlight outside the window, with many thoughts in his heart.
He will naturally not be fooled by the clumsy strategies of the Blood Dragon Platform and the Shadow Society.
This intelligence is obviously exaggerating Fang Yue's threat and trying to lure him into dealing with Fang Yue.
However, the King of Han was not an easy person to fool, and he knew the true purpose of these two organizations.
"Humph, you want to use my hand to get rid of Fang Yue. It's a good plan." The King of Han sneered and said to himself.
"Come here!" King Han shouted loudly.
A guard immediately responded and stood respectfully in front of the King of Han.
"Go and bring this letter to Fang Jianjun." The King of Han ordered in a deep voice.
The guard took the letter and left.
The King of Han returned to his desk and continued to ponder his future plans.
He knew that Fang Yue was a rare talent. If he could win him into his camp, it would be a big help.
Not long after, Fang Yue received a letter from someone sent by the King of Han.
He opened the envelope, unfolded the letter paper, and read it carefully.
This letter was written by Xueryongtai to the King of Han. Naturally, he wanted to cooperate with the King of Han and use the King of Han's hand to deal with Fang Yue.
However, now, this letter is in Fang Yue's hands.
After Fang Yue read the letter, he couldn't help but smile.
He did not expect that the King of Han would tell him the news so frankly, nor did he expect that the King of Han would directly forward the letter from the Blood Dragon Platform to him.
“The King of Han’s move not only let me know the conspiracy of the Blood Dragon Platform and the Shadow Society, but also showed his position and attitude.”
“So, next, let’s look at the Blood Dragon Platform and the Shadow Society’s conspiracy. "Longtai, are the people from the Shadow Society going to hell?"
Fang Yue smiled slightly, put the letter on the table, stood up and walked to the window, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking into the distance.
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The next morning, the sun shone on the city wall, and the barbarian warriors came like a tide. They waved their weapons and made deafening shouts.
But at this time, Fang Yue, as the supervisor, did not appear on the city.
He came to a remote courtyard in Stone City.
The people from Blood Dragon Terrace and the Shadow Society are hiding here!
"Surround the yard for me and don't let a fly go!" Fang Yue ordered coldly.
The elite soldiers acted quickly and surrounded the entire courtyard to ensure that no one could escape.
Fang Yue opened the door and strode into the courtyard.
I saw a few people standing in the courtyard. They looked surprised. Apparently they didn't expect someone to break in suddenly.
"Who are you? How dare you break into a private house!" one of them shouted with stern expression.
Fang Yue smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "The Blood Dragon Terrace and the Shadow Society are really famous. However, here, you are just a bunch of rats hiding their heads and showing their tails!"
The people heard this. , his face changed drastically.
They looked at each other and suddenly launched an attack, trying to break out.
(End of this chapter)