I never upgrade

Chapter 73 Firepower Suppression

Just as Xu Long and his team were struggling to hold on...

Manager Zhou, who was at the back, quickly pulled Zhou Shimei aside, not bothering to explain, and simply shouted to his subordinates:

"Fly downwards!"

The attack by the Western Mastiff King covered most of the sky in this area, and now anyone in the air is a sitting duck.

As he pulled Zhou Shimei along, he descended rapidly. This was the daughter of the City Lord of Yundu, and not even a hair on her head could be harmed, otherwise he would not be able to explain to the City Lord!

But halfway through the flight, he suddenly released his grip on Zhou Shimei and issued a new order:

"Escort the princess down there!"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already flown away, heading towards the figure not far ahead—

Zhang Yuan was carrying Zhou Ziheng on his back and was flying towards this direction with great difficulty. He was facing away from the forest and had someone on his back, so he had no idea what had happened behind him.

However, when he saw Steward Zhou and the others suddenly start flying downwards, he was slightly taken aback. Before he could confirm, he subconsciously changed his route and also started flying downwards, but still tried to rejoin Steward Zhou and the others.

At the same time, a volley of arrows whistled past overhead, startling Zhang Yuan, who then realized what had happened.

"Get down quickly!"

Steward Zhou arrived just in time. Without time to explain, he grabbed Zhang Yuan's head and pressed it down. Simultaneously, he flew above Zhang Yuan's head, and four nearly fully refined dark wings unfurled. Countless lightning patterns appeared on his face, hands, neck—his entire body—instantly crackling with electricity, condensing into an energy armor on his surface.

Advanced Thunder Pattern Realm Technique: Thunder Armor.

Immediately, Steward Zhou began to spin in place, his four wings rotating rapidly, forming a barrier around his body. A gale-force wind was released with the spinning wings, creating a wall of storm around his rapidly rotating body. Combined with Steward Zhou's own [Thunder Armor] protecting him, the three layers of protection caused the flying steel feathers to explode with a series of crackling sounds, like a string of firecrackers exploding, sparks flying and smoke billowing everywhere!

The intense exchange lasted only a few seconds, yet it felt like a long and drawn-out battle.

Once the rain of arrows had all passed, this fierce, storm-like offensive seemed to have finally come to an end.

Steward Zhou stopped, and his four wings slowly unfolded, with several steel hairs stuck haphazardly on them. His lightning armor was also pierced by several steel hairs. Steward Zhou pulled hard and casually plucked out a steel hair. The needle on it was stained with blood, but it didn't look too deep.

"Is this the Demon King's power...?"

Steward Zhou was secretly alarmed. He casually tossed away the steel hair and immediately turned to look down.

On the ground below, Zhang Yuan, carrying Zhou Ziheng on his back, and Zhou Shimei, surrounded by several guards from the Prince's Palace, were both unharmed and had escaped unscathed.

Seeing this, Steward Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. He was relieved that he had escaped danger without any real harm, and that his efforts had not been in vain.

However, the next second, he composed himself, put on a serious and worried expression again, turned around, and immediately flew forward!

At the forefront of the battlefield, in the sky, there was an umbrella-shaped protective shield made of wings, covered with sharp steel needles from the King of the Western Mastiff. It now looked like a sea urchin, cruel yet comical.

The next second, the defensive formation that was originally combined gradually separated in a counter-clockwise direction. The defending soldiers retracted their wings, but almost every wing was riddled with holes from steel needles. The soldiers also had several steel needles stuck in their bodies, and they all looked to be in very poor condition.

"Deputy General Xu..."

Manager Zhou rushed over, looking worried.

After all, he was the one who sent Xu Long to besiege the enemy, but the result was that they were ambushed by the enemy's reinforcements. He was to blame for this.

"I'm fine..."

Xu Long waved his hand. He had been hit by an arrow in the abdomen and a arrow in the shoulder, and his four wings were also covered with steel needles. But thanks to his excellent physical condition and his extensive experience on the battlefield, he still managed to withstand this fierce attack.

Seeing this, Steward Zhou immediately turned his gaze to Zhou Bo:

"How are you... Zhou Bo?"

He asked cautiously.

Zhou Bo's face was deathly pale, and he looked like he was still in shock. Those few seconds had been a life-or-death moment he had never experienced before in his life.

Steward Zhou carefully examined him from head to toe, and finding no wounds, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This is, after all, the son of the commander of the Yundu garrison. If he is injured due to his own poor command, he will encounter considerable trouble when explaining the situation to the city lord afterwards.

Moreover, this will inevitably lead to a rift between General Zhou Peng, the city lord, and himself, and will cause some instability in the future structure of the entire Yundu.

Manager Zhou looked at Zhou Bo with concern in his eyes.

Xu Long, standing to the side, glanced at the group and, seeing their injuries, his expression darkened, and he was secretly alarmed:

"They only took one turn to reduce my troops to this state..."

Seeing that everyone was in such poor condition, Xu Long made a decisive decision:

"Quickly escort the young master to a safe place!"

He knew these soldiers had a strong will and the courage to die for their cause, but now was not the time to confront the enemy head-on. In order to preserve his strength and protect Zhou Bo, he decided to let these soldiers evacuate first.

"Vice General Xu..."

Before leaving, Zhou Bo, who had been immersed in fear, finally came to his senses. He had just opened his mouth when Xu Long cupped his hands and said:

"Please, young master."

Zhou Bo instantly understood the other party's attitude, then said nothing more, cupped his hands in greeting, and quickly left under the escort of the others.

at this time.

On the flank of the battlefield.

Xu Lun got up from the ground, or more accurately, Luka used his fluffy head to crawl under his arm and slowly lifted him up.

"Hey... what should we do next... think of something..."

Luca lowered his voice and asked urgently.

Xu Lun, who had just stood up, was a little dazed. He didn't even know how he had fallen. Looking back, he saw the Western Lion King not far away, as well as Xu Long and Steward Zhou in the air.

Xu Lun couldn't help but feel secretly relieved that he had run to the side and avoided the frontal battle.

At that moment, looking at the tense atmosphere over there, Xu Lun even wanted to just grab Luka and run away.

But then I thought, if I really did that, I would offend both sides, and I might immediately become the target of everyone's criticism. Neither Yun Du nor the Xiyuan King would let me off the hook.

Having finally managed to persuade the King of the Western Mastiff to come and support him, it wouldn't be very ethical to betray him halfway through. For both reason and emotion, Xu Lun had to continue playing this role.