MTL - Portable Space: The Peasant Princess-Chapter 940 Battle of West City (3)

Chapter 940 Battle of West City (3)

Compared to the face-to-face battle, the strange movements of these people made them even more frightened.

 “We surrender! We surrender!”

Some people dropped their swords in fear, crouched down and shouted.

 When someone starts, others will naturally follow suit. Soon, the remaining people have also put down their swords.

These people are simply the incarnation of the devil. If they continue to fight, they will only be killed.

After they all squatted down, several figures appeared in front of everyone again. The guards closest to the front were startled by their sudden appearance, and they even took a few steps back.

 Some people even shouted in fear.

 “Don’t kill us! We surrender, we surrender!”

Gu Panxia snorted coldly, "Didn't you just utter arrogant words and say you would rather die than surrender?"

The person who shouted the loudest just now was trembling the most at this moment.

Gu Panxia sneered disdainfully, turned around and walked towards the high platform.

At this moment, a guard who was squatting on the ground suddenly grabbed the bow and arrow on the ground and fired an arrow in the direction of Gu Panxia.

 Gu Panxia paused, then reached out and grabbed the arrow without looking back. Using her spiritual power, the arrow in her hand suddenly turned and accurately penetrated the man's eyebrow.

 “Kill without mercy!”

The person who spoke this time was not Gu Panxia, ​​but Lu Yuan beside her.

His voice was as cold as ice and he gave instructions without looking back.

Bei Ming, Mu Qing, and Zhao Bin listened to the order and stopped, turned around, and together with the remaining guards in the West City, strangled all the thousands of guards in the three cities.

Gu Panxia walked silently, listening to the screams coming from behind without making a sound.

 Sure enough, people still can't be too kind. You want to let them go, but they don't want to let you go.

When the few people returned to the high platform, City Lord Lin, Lin Mu, and the city guard elders all stared at them with strange expressions, but their eyes were bright.

 “Uh…are you okay?”

Gu Panxia was a little frightened by the stares and couldn't help but ask.

Just two sounds of "puff, plop, plop" were heard, and City Lord Lin and Lin Mu were already kneeling on the ground.

“Thank you so much for helping to save Xicheng from the massacre!”

Gu Panxia took a few steps back, while Lu Yuan and Ji Yue stepped forward to help them up.

"City Lord Lin, there is no need to say thank you. Now, the crisis in Xicheng has not been completely resolved. If King Zhao and his party get the news, I am afraid they will not let it go."

At this moment, another elder was seen hurriedly coming. The old man stepped forward and bowed to City Lord Lin: "City Lord, the west gate is about to be unable to bear it anymore!"

When City Lord Lin heard this, his expression changed again. The South Gate had just been settled, but there was another chaos at the West Gate. What should we do?

Xicheng is weak and weak, and Mocheng is in urgent need of troops now, and I am afraid that they will not be able to send people over. Mocheng can send Gu Panxia and others here, which is already the most benevolent and righteous thing.

 But, they just spent so much spiritual power at the South Gate, can they still continue to fight against those people?

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He looked at Gu Panxia and the others and hesitated for a moment. In this cold weather, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Gu Panxia couldn't see his concerns, so she said in a low voice: "Let's go to the west gate first! The barrier has been set up here, and even if the spiritual master comes, it won't be able to break it for a while. of."

 (End of this chapter)