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Chapter 122 Protection in another sense!

Jiang Hao continued to stay in Longcheng.

Old Li recalls the glorious days of Longcheng every day.

His yellow teeth are almost all falling out and he speaks with a lisp, but he still brags tirelessly about his deeds during the glorious days in Dragon City every day.

Jiang Hao's ears are already callused from listening so much.

However, he did not stop Old Li.

After all, for an old man like this, what else can he be happy about except reminiscing?

Jiang Hao has tried various methods.

He couldn't leave the dream.

Of course, there is another way, which is suicide.

Once he commits suicide, Jiang Hao will most likely be able to leave the dream.

But he didn't do that.

After spending a Tianmeng token, how can I leave with nothing?

Since this dream requires him to defend the city, he will defend it well.

Jiang Hao began to organize the martial arts in his memory.

As a result, even the Qi and blood cannot be mobilized.

The only thing you can do is to build up your strength, which is the most basic way.

But it has no effect in the short term.

It takes several years or even more than ten years to build up the strength to exercise your body.

But even if he had more strength, it would be useless in the face of wave after wave of attacks from the barbarians.

Finally, Jiang Hao devoted himself to studying martial arts.

Martial arts are useful.

Some exquisite moves, especially agile style moves, are very effective against those barbarians.

Jiang Hao’s Red Fire Sword was naturally gone.

It's even hard to find a sword.

There is a knife.

But it was a broken sword.

But it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t affect Jiang Hao’s swordsmanship.

Even though Jiang Hao could not use any power of qi and blood, he could not use the power of divine blood, and even some of the true meanings of swordsmanship could not be used.

But Jiang Hao's sword skills have reached the pinnacle, and he can be called the grand master of swordsmanship in this dream!
Jiang Hao can master all kinds of sword and knife techniques.

Old Li smiled and said, "Jiang Hao, what's the use of these broken moves of yours? The barbarians have armored men, and even if you hit them with these moves, they won't be able to break their defenses."

Old Li has actually been to the battlefield.

And experienced.

He has a very sharp eye.

But Jiang Hao just smiled and did not refute.

He just practices day after day.

Finally, half a year passed in a flash.

Longcheng had just regained some peace, but the barbarians came again.

This time the barbarians came with great momentum, with a total of three thousand barbarian troops.

For the barbarians, sending three thousand troops to deal with a mere Dragon City was already enough to show their respect for Dragon City.

In the past, the barbarians would send at most a thousand people.

In fact, the symbolic significance of Dragon City now exceeds its practical significance.

Dragon City is surrounded by barbarian territories.

Dragon City could not stop the barbarians from moving south or east.

But this small Dragon City is like a nail, and is ultimately very annoying.

"kill."

The barbarian army began to attack the city.

Waves of arrows poured down.

Jiang Hao hid in the corner of the city wall, protecting his body with a shield.

The barbarians began to attack the city walls.

Jiang Hao saw the barbarians for the first time.

In fact, they are similar to the people in Longcheng.

It's just that he looks half as fierce and is dressed differently.

However, it is a war now and the two sides are in a life-and-death relationship.

The barbarians who took the lead in attacking the city were all extremely strong and were considered the elite among the barbarians.

He also wears armor to protect himself.

However, it is impossible to be a full body armor.

Jiang Hao approached a barbarian silently like a ghost.

Then, he slashed fiercely with the broken knife in his hand.

"Pfft".

There was a bloody mark on the barbarian's neck.

Blood splattered.

The barbarian covered his neck tightly and widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that the skinny man in front of him was so agile and cruel that he cut his throat with one knife.

Finally, the barbarian fell down, struggled a few times, and then became completely motionless.

The barbarians died.

For Jiang Hao, it was actually not difficult at all.

He just used the knife to gently wipe the barbarian's neck. But this requires a very high level of eyesight and control of the knife.

It cannot be done unless you are a master of swordsmanship or knife skills.

Even the so-called masters of swordsmanship and knifesmanship are far inferior to Jiang Hao.

After all, Jiang Hao is a Taoist master.

The power is gone, but the realm is still there.

Jiang Hao did not stop.

One, two, three, four, five...

Jiang Hao was like the god of death walking on the city wall.

Wherever he appears, barbarians will die.

The barbarian corpses were scattered all over the ground.

Every barbarian was killed with one blow.

Jiang Hao didn't even need to strike a second time.

Jiang Hao fought off the first wave of attacks from the barbarians as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

Everyone on the city wall was looking at Jiang Hao.

As if he couldn't believe it.

"That's... Jiang Hao?"

"It's Jiang Hao. Isn't his nickname Little Mouse? He's skinny and bony. When did his sword skills become so powerful?"

"I've seen Jiang Hao practicing his swordsmanship for the past few months. I originally thought it was just fancy moves, but I didn't expect it to be so terrifying. He killed at least twenty barbarians by himself."

"Hahaha, God bless Daxia, God bless Dragon City..."

Everyone on the city wall cheered.

Dragon City is in great need of heroes.

A morale boost is so needed.

After all, Longcheng is isolated in the far west, surrounded by barbarians on all sides, which can easily make people feel despair.

A hero is urgently needed at this time.

And now, a hero has emerged.

Jiang Hao was panting.

Even though he was an expert at swordsmanship, he didn't expend much effort each time.

But he is still a mortal after all.

Even this body is pretty bad.

Killing more than twenty barbarians in a row has pushed his physical strength to the limit.

Old Li ran over tremblingly and helped Jiang Hao.

"Jiang Hao, your lousy swordsmanship is actually useful? I'm really impressed by you. You killed more than twenty barbarians!"

Old Li was very excited.

"Have the barbarians retreated?"

"Retreat, the barbarians retreat."

"It's good to just quit..."

Jiang Hao was exhausted and fainted.

Jiang Hao opened his eyes in a daze.

He felt extremely sore all over.

However, when Jiang Hao opened his eyes, he found that he was not at home.

Although the house in front of him was also old, it was much better than his.

"you're awake."

An old man's voice came to Jiang Hao's ears.

"You are... City Lord Luo?"

Jiang Hao's eyes widened immediately.

The burly old man in front of him is the lord of Longcheng.

Originally, Longcheng had no city lord, only generals stationed there.

But later, Longcheng was attacked by barbarians and suffered heavy losses. The general was killed in the battle, leaving only some soldiers and civilians.

Lord Luo stood up and continued to lead the city's soldiers and civilians to defend Longcheng, and was honored as Lord Luo.

"Jiang Hao, you fainted from exhaustion. I have asked someone to carry you here so you can rest well."

City Lord Luo talked to him a lot.

About Dragon City, about the barbarians, about Daxia.

Jiang Hao walked out of the house and looked at the devastation.

There are only more than 3,000 people left in the entire Dragon City.

And they are basically elderly people, women and children.

As for the able-bodied men, most of them died in the battle.

But they never thought of surrendering.

Still defending Dragon City.

What are they holding on to?
Are they holding on for the former Emperor of Great Xia?
Is it blind loyalty?
neither.

They are just protecting the good old days.

"Is this the guardian?"

"Another meaning of protection... So, the Tianmeng Secret Realm evolved this dream scene just to make me understand the meaning of protection more deeply?"

Jiang Hao seemed to be thinking about something.

For a moment, even though his memory had not faded at all, he was still vaguely touched.

(End of this chapter)