Chapter 11: Fighting in the Dark

Here they come!

The enemy did not let Li Meng wait for long. Soon, several clusters of fire appeared in the darkness that Li Meng was facing.

Noise and dense footsteps followed.

At the end of the main road, from the left, a group of people appeared with fire. Wherever they passed, the pots of fire in the trading area were lit.

As the pots of fire burned vigorously, as the darkness faded, as they got closer and closer to the square, Li Meng saw their figures, their appearance, and their clothes in the firelight.

In the crowd, Li Meng even saw Zhu Wei, who was wearing an animal fur coat and was very eye-catching.

There were quite a few people, more than a hundred people. When they walked in groups on the main road, it was a dark mass, and they were extraordinary.

It was dark ahead. They did not see Li Meng on the square, let alone the imperial spearmen behind Li Meng.

The eyes in the window watched them approaching this side. Li Meng was silent, with only calmness in his eyes.

"Stop, stop, they are here, in front..."

With a cry of surprise, Zhu Wei led his men into the square and saw the steel bodies standing neatly in the square.

When they saw the steel bodies suddenly appearing in the darkness ahead, the expressions on Zhu Wei's men's faces suddenly tightened and they stopped moving forward.

They tightly grasped the iron spears in their hands and looked nervously at the steel bodies in the square.

Aren't there only ten people?

Why so many?

Looking at the imperial spearmen lined up neatly in the square, many of Zhu Wei's men showed fear on their faces.

If there were only ten people, they would not be afraid, but there were dozens of them on the other side, all fully armed, and they had reason to be afraid.

In the crowd, Zhu Wei frowned slightly. He also saw the imperial spearmen in the square ahead, and the number surprised him a little...

With a cold smile, although the number of the enemy was beyond his expectations, Zhu Wei did not show fear on his face.

Pushing away the men in front of him, Zhu Wei walked out of the crowd and came to the front of the team.

About 30 meters away from Li Meng, he stopped and shouted: "Get out, you are not welcome here. Here, in Qing'an Shelter, we are the only ones who can make the decision. We will never submit to outsiders. Get out now, you can still get out alive."

"Get out, get out of the shelter, get out..."

Behind Zhu Wei, his men shouted together to cheer for Zhu Wei.

The shouts echoed in the trading area, with great momentum and momentum.

At this moment, as Zhu Wei's men shouted, several clusters of fire suddenly appeared in the darkness on another road, and then the pot fire in that direction was lit. Under the firelight, a group of people in gray coats appeared.

It was Meng Wuwei. Surrounded by his men, he came over with more than 70 people.

The appearance of Meng Wuwei made Zhu Wei's men stop shouting and look over.

Zhu Wei also found Meng Wuwei approaching and grinned.

When Meng Wuwei and his men came to the edge of the square, Zhu Wei laughed and said loudly: "Meng Wuwei, you came just in time, let's fight together."

Looking at the imperial spearmen lined up in the square, and then looking at Zhu Wei on the other side, Meng Wuwei raised his hand.

As long as his right hand waved, the men behind him would attack Zhu Wei's team, and the battle would officially begin.

Just as Meng Wuwei's hand was about to wave, something strange happened.

In the darkness behind the imperial spearmen, fire suddenly appeared, and the pots of fire were lit one by one.

Amid the rumbling footsteps, the figures swayed, and a group of people in green coats hurriedly appeared on the main road and ran straight to the square.

What is this?

Looking at the green-clothed crowd approaching on the other side, Meng Wuwei's expression froze, and he put down his hand without a sound.

Why did Cheng Shengwei come back at this time?

Hearing the movement on the other side of the square, Zhu Wei laughed and said loudly: "Good, good, fortunately he can come back, and he came back in time."

Speaking of this, Zhu Wei smiled grimly, looking at the group of steel figures on the square, and grinned: "If you don't get out earlier, you can't leave now. Haha, you just stay and die here."

"Kill, kill..."

Zhu Wei's men raised their iron spears and shouted loudly, with only excitement on their faces.

There are so many helpers, even Cheng Shengwei has returned. Even if the opponent is strong, there is no hope of victory.

Looking at Zhu Wei with a grim smile, Li Meng frowned slightly in his helmet.

Li Meng naturally heard the movement behind him. Who would the person be? From Zhu Wei, Li Meng also got the answer.

Why did Cheng Shengwei return at this time?

When seeing the excitement and sarcasm on Zhu Wei's face, Li Meng's face looked thoughtful.

Obviously, Zhu Wei passed the message to Cheng Shengwei.

Thinking of this, Li Meng turned his head slightly and looked at Meng Wuwei on the edge of the square on the right.

Meng Wuwei knew who would be standing in front of the iron figure team. Facing Li Meng's gaze, he took a deep breath.

Raising the iron spear in his hand, Meng Wuwei shouted: "Kill the foreign enemies, kill, kill..."

Meng Wuwei's roar startled his men behind him, and then they reacted and shouted in unison: "Kill, kill..."

Hearing Meng Wuwei's roar, Li Meng's mouth curled up slightly in his helmet, showing disdain.

Meng Wuwei is very smart. People who are too smart can seize opportunities, but they may also miss opportunities. If it were someone else, his choice would naturally be correct, but this person is Li Meng. Undoubtedly, his luck is not very good.

Turning around, Li Meng strode into the ranks of the imperial spearmen. Wherever he passed, the imperial spearmen avoided him.

"Go back and kill!"

In the ranks, with Li Meng's indifferent order, the imperial spearmen in the square turned around.

Putting the spears flat in their hands and taking a step forward, the imperial spearmen rushed out in rows, rushing towards the green-clothed people who were approaching on the main road.

"Li Meng, you waste, I will kill you."

In the crowd of green-clothed people, a big man in a grass-green coat roared.

In the ranks of the imperial spearmen, Li Meng also saw the burly figure in the crowd of green-clothed people.

He is Cheng Shengwei, the person Li Meng must kill.

"Kill, kill them."

With Cheng Shengwei's roar, his men all moved forward.

"Kill..."

When the charging imperial spearmen were only 20 meters away from them, they all shouted, made a throwing gesture, and threw the iron spears in their hands in unison.

Pieces of iron spears suddenly rose up, and fell on the heads of the imperial spearmen in the whistling sound of breaking through the air.

"Ding Ding..."

There was only a sound of metal clashing, and the iron spears hit the armor of the imperial spearmen, creating a spark.

It was useless, completely useless. In the wave after wave of throwing iron spears, the imperial spearmen never stopped charging.

Seeing that the armor on the imperial spearmen blocked the iron spears thrown in their hands, Cheng Shengwei's men panicked and retreated again and again.