Chapter 30: Border Encirclement

The waves hit the cliff, like a huge hammer hitting a hard stone, making a deafening loud noise, making people's ears fury, directly spreading the chill to the bottom of the heart, as if they were in the middle of thousands of rolling waves, and the powerful forces that are not human beings can resist are constantly surging down.

Looking down from the high cliff, it hangs a hundred feet, and the snow-white waves are churning, like a fierce beast with an open basin, waiting for its prey to fall, and then swallow it into its stomach in one bite.

On the high cliff, there is a broken suspension bridge. The boards on the bridge are scattered. ordinary people can't cross the other side with this bridge at all. Moreover, the bridge just shakes left and right under the weak wind, squeaks, as if it will collapse at any time. The chain locks and chains are already rusty. People who cross this bridge also have to bear it. Great pressure.

However, this bridge is the only passage that connects Tianzhu and the Tang Dynasty without going through the checkpoint, and naturally few people will go from here.

The people here are desolate, and only strange stones come out suddenly. Weeds are spread all over the place, and a slightly tall tree is rare, but the strange stones all over the ground can also hide people, which is extremely hidden.

Han Ling looked at it and could see the crumbling suspension bridge in the distance. In his eyes, the bridge was only the size of a needle.

In the past few days, Han Ling's face has also been dusty. In the past few days, he has not rested for a moment. He pushed forward with fatigue and moon, and finally reached the border of Tianzhu today.

Crossed the bridge and returned to the Tang Dynasty.

Han Ling's eyes narrowed into a line and stared ahead. His white clothes were light in the wind, and his fatigue did not make his elegant demeanor at all, as if the man had inexhaustible energy.

Shaking his spirits, Han Ling stepped forward and continued to move forward.

The sea breeze is blowing, with a little strangeness that can't be said.

In Hanling's ears, there was only the sound of the waves beating on the cliff.

The corners of his mouth smiled and moved forward with his head held high. His footsteps did not slow down at all. Every step was full of confidence. He could cope with any changes.

Even if it is full of murders, he seems to have stepped into a picturesque world.

The suspension bridge was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, and there were almost imperceptible noise in the sound of the waves hitting the cliff.

The dull sound of stepping on the ground behind him is like a roar from the earth. In the dust, something huge is moving forward.

Han Ling's footsteps unconsciously stopped, easily closed his eyes, and his hands were folded, as if he wanted to feel the baptism of the gentle and strong sea breeze here.

Or, waiting for something, he was not in a hurry to cross the suspension bridge, although he knew that the situation was urgent and every moment was very important and could not be delayed.

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What is it? It is ready to go and has insight into the timing.

Han Ling took a step forward with his right foot intentionally or unintentionally.

It seems that he stepped on the trap set by the hunter and triggered the mechanism, and the surrounding stones seemed to be shaking.

What really moves is the person behind the stone.

Countless figures walked quickly and quickly organized. The array of soldiers swarmed out from the left and right sides and blocked the front of Hanling. Among them, 20 infantry top shields were inserted on the ground, and the other 20 archers jumped up and stepped on the shoulders of these heavily armored infantry. The arrows were on the strings and could be fired at any time, facing Han Ling.

The sound behind you is getting heavier and heavier, and the earth will also tremble.

Han Ling turned around unhurriedly, and his face was not moved by the scene in front of him.

A row of elephants are arranged in a font, with huge legs like pillars, sharp eyes, and long elephant noses rolling provocatively. They seem to be bulky, but exude a fierceness no worse than a lion and tiger.

There are red and yellow triangular scarves hanging on the elephant's head. These are the symbols of war elephants. The elephant man sits on his back, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other. It seems that they are all strong soldiers.

These soldiers have the same outfit and tight leather armor, which greatly increases their agility. Because they are not facing the military field of thousands of troops and horses, they give up the heavy and defensive iron armor.

However, one person's costume is different, and the war elephant he rides is also the strongest.

He was wrapped in brocade clothes, but a lock armor, and a red cloak fell on his back, which fluttered in the wind. His face was quite noble, and his eyes were full of the spirit of looking at all sentient beings. His hands crossed his chest, and he was majestic and heroic. There was no need to say much.

"I'm afraid you are Your Majesty, Palat?" Han Ling looked at him fearlessly and asked, with a smile in his eyes and was not frightened by the tense atmosphere around him.

Palat is about 50 years old, and a pair of people who are not angry and powerful. At this moment, the most powerful person in Qu Women's City actually went to this place to encircle and suppress Hanling.

Pratt nodded with appreciation and said in Chinese with a strong Tianzhu accent: "It's worthy of Han Ling!" I heard your reputation in the Middle Tang Dynasty and heard that you defeated our Tianzhu's first swordsman Crew. When I saw you today, it was really stronger than fame!"

"Your Majesty is flattered! I'm just a small crucian carp crossing the river. Why should Your Majesty work so hard and spend so much manpower and material resources to arrest him? Han Ling said decently.

Plate laughed a few times and said, "Since you can win Crewe, I'm afraid that ordinary catchers can't stop you, so I have to let me go out in person!"

Han Ling's eyes showed murderous intent, and his bangs on his eyebrows swayed slightly, and said, "So, your majesty insists on not letting me return to the Tang Dynasty?"

Parat stroked the thick beard on his lips and said oilly, "You killed Tianlian, the abbot of the Morao Temple. As the king of a country, how can I let you, a criminal, escape?"

"If I say that I didn't kill Tianlian, I'm afraid Your Majesty won't believe it, right?" Han Ling smiled and was surprised at the same time, because he could not feel the strength emanating from Pratt at all, and even the supreme and unique imperial spirit seemed to be deliberately created by him.

"All the guilty people say so, isn't our prison empty?" Pratt smiled more happily, with a strong murderous intention in his smile.

Han Ling shook his sleeves and smiled confidently. "We originally wanted to go to the imperial city to meet His Majesty, but as soon as we saw him today, since His Majesty refused to trust him, we had to wait until he gained enough trust before meeting His Majesty."

I'm afraid there will be no such opportunity. Today, even if you are captured, or you will be buried here. Pratt smiled like a demon and raised his hand gently, which was a signal of attack.

Those archers who stepped on the infantry shoulder shot arrows. At the same time, the war elephants other than Pratt howled and rushed forward, and their ruthless giant hoofs almost trampled on the ground, let alone human flesh and blood.

Han Ling's eyes did not look back, and his mind turned sharply. Pratt had already set up a bow and arrow to suppress it in the air, so that Han Ling's range of activities was limited to the ground, and there were invincible war elephants on the ground. The power of dozens of war elephants could not be resisted by human beings. Forgive Han Ling's ability to survive under the giant hooves.

Han Ling closed his eyes, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air, like the sound of cries, meeting in his ears.

When I opened my eyes, I had an idea.

His feet rose in the air and went to meet the rain-like arrows. At the same time, the blue light wrapped himself in the tip of the arrows and laid the sky flat. The arrows were as fast as electricity. If Han Ling's waist forcibly flashed high, he must pass through the sweeping arrow net.

Han Ling hung in mid-air, his white clothes rotated around his body, and the blue light expanded outward, like a blue tornado dancing in mid-air, but the arrows could not touch the blue light. As soon as the arrow touched the blue light, it was like shooting on the elastic wall, changing the trajectory of the flight one after another, which could not hurt Han Ling at all.

The war elephant ran, and its long nose waved up like a war hammer. After the arrow rain, the blue light on Han Ling's body shrank back to his white clothes, and his eyes glanced down. The whip-like elephant's nose was passing through the air. Han Ling's toes went down. At the moment when the elephant's nose waved to the highest point, the war elephant roared in pain and his body Zi couldn't maintain his balance and fell to one side like a collapsed tall building and fell to the ground. Han Ling just took the opportunity to go up to the air and looked down at the troops composed of war elephants, infantry and archers on the ground.

Parat raised the corners of his mouth, raised his hands high, and patted him twice sincerely to show his appreciation.

"There are many people in Middle-earth, and Brother Han's martial arts skills are really amazing!" Parat said that the war elephants that had assaulted forward saw a companion fall, raised their elephant noses one after another, and angrily stretched out to Hanling, who was high above the sky, and howled.

"To be honest, in each martial arts competition, I will only use one kind of martial arts, but now it is not a martial arts competition, so I can do it at will and integrate all kinds of martial arts to make an ugly in front of His Majesty." Han Ling answered with a high voice like a bell.

"Good! OK! Then it depends on whether Brother Han can stop this wave of attacks next!" As soon as Pratt's words fell, the archers who stepped on the infantry's shoulders retreated and landed neatly, and the shielded infantry rose into the air one by one and surrounded Hanling.

Han Ling glanced at it. These infantrymen were all extraordinary people. They could jump up in the air with such a heavy shield, which must not be despised.

Thinking of this, Han Ling quickly flashed away to avoid falling into the encirclement circle. At the same time, his palms pushed forward, and several white fog-like palm prints expanded out like smoke. The surrounding infantry quickly raised their shields to resist, and the virtual palms were imprinted on the shield. Even the shield shocked people, and there was no longer a tendency to move forward.

Han Ling took a deep breath, his body was as fast as electricity, and his fists were fierce, and he hit the shields in the sky one by one. The shields sank inward one by one, breaking a huge hole, and the debris fell to the ground without blink of an eye. These originally high-ranking infantrymen fell to the ground like broken-winged birds.

Han Ling quickly swept forward, came to the suspension bridge, looked back silently, and showed an unfathomable smile.

Parat in the distance could not see clearly, but Han Ling also vaguely felt that he also showed the same smile.

The figure riding on the war elephant opened his hands.

A powerful and evil momentum gathered crazily and took advantage of the momentum of black clouds pressing the city, like a hungry wolf rushing to Hanling. Han Ling was shocked and waved his sleeves out, barely resisting these strong and fierce momentum. At the same time, he looked at the man on the war elephant.

No one chased, and the shadows and shadows overlap.

Han Ling slowly turned around and took a step on the suspension bridge.

The suspension bridge shook, like a frightened child, and was restless. Several boards also reluctantly fell from the chain lock and fell on the stormy stone, turning into wood chips.

Han Ling stood on a cracked wooden board and quietly stared ahead, as if thinking.

Take a step forward and take another step, the suspension bridge shakes more fiercely, as if it were deliberately trying to fool the people who got on the bridge.

When Han Ling came to the middle, a terrible wave rolled up under his feet and smashed on the cliff wall, causing a loud noise.

The iron cable of the suspension bridge is like an old man, constantly shaking its body.

No one will find that the cracks on the iron cable are getting bigger and bigger, almost to the limit.

Han Ling continues to move forward.

The iron cable suddenly broke off, and the whole suspension bridge with wooden boards fell from both sides, and a white coat fell down.