The silver-white figure quickly swept across the battlefield. Wherever it passed, all the barbarians fell down. There was a blood hole in the heart, and blood continued to flow.
It's as graceful as a startled dragon, like a swimming dragon.
These eight words suddenly flashed in everyone's mind.
The silver-white spear swept out, and dozens of Daman soldiers flew out, including Wu Wenqi.
"Ding-deng-deng~"
A white horse crossed the battlefield, and the silver figure landed accurately on the horse's back.
"Qianwu Zhao Zilong, come and fight!!"
Zhao Zilong shouted violently, and the white horse under his crotch was like an arrow from the string. Wherever it passed, corpses of barbarians were everywhere, and there was no one left alive.
Only now did others react.
"Our people?"
The only remaining Mu Jiajun looked at this scene in surprise.
Zhao Zilong? ?
I don't think I've heard of it.
"Kill~"
At this moment, deafening shouts of death rang out.
Streams of blood-colored aura filled the air. Wherever it passed, the barbarians were timid before fighting, and their eyes showed fear.
An army of tens of thousands came out from the other direction.
Logically speaking, in front of hundreds of thousands of enemies.
Even if there are tens of thousands of people, it is still not enough.
But each of these soldiers exudes an aura, which alone is useless.
But once it reaches a large scale, it is like a storm, making it difficult for people to resist wherever it passes.
"Ahem, military spirit."
Wu Wenqi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked a little shocked at the sudden appearance of the army.
These tens of thousands of people have condensed their military souls, and they are connected to each other in a line. Although the Daman army is powerful, in front of this group of people, they are no different from wandering generals.
For the army, the military spirit is the most important.
Just like a person has no soul.
The individual strength of these people in front of them may be average, but in cooperation with others, they can make up for their own shortcomings.
Everyone has strengths and weaknesses, so the word cooperation was born.
Military soul can greatly improve the tacit understanding of the army.
When you are willing to give your back to your teammates unconditionally, and your teammates can rest assured to give their back to you.
The military soul was born.
Their strength may be uneven, they may come from all over the world, and they may be of different ages.
But their goal.
But firmly choose the same one.
"Qianwu Kingdom's reinforcements have arrived, hold on quickly."
Finally, one of the Daman generals reacted and immediately let out a roar.
Wu Wenqi made the first move and pounced directly towards Mu Feili. Mu Feili was seriously injured and how could he escape the Grand Master's attack.
Just as he was about to be caught, a figure suddenly appeared and kicked Wu Wenqi away.
"Drive the enemy out of the city."
Lin Xu said coldly.
"The last general takes orders."
Zhao Zilong rode a white horse and rushed to the gap in the ruins of the city wall immediately. The siege vehicle outside was destroyed, and the dozens of men in black were also swept away. Their lives and deaths were unknown.
"No, that man wants to block the gap, stop him quickly." General Daman was not a fool. He immediately noticed the problem and roared angrily.
Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.
Zhao Zilong fired a shot at the nearby rubble pile, and the ruins of the city wall collapsed again, blocking the gap again.
The barbarians in the city suddenly became turtles in the urn.
"Pfft~"
Cao Zhengchun's figure flashed, with an extra head on his hand, and a headless corpse fell to the ground behind him.
It was the bald grandmaster who had just attacked him. Although his internal energy was severely depleted, he was still a land god. He managed to kill him at the cost of minor injuries.
After Wu Wenqi was kicked away, his neck was immediately held by several weapons, and he did not dare to make any other moves.
The two great masters in the Daman army were killed and captured alive. In addition, they were isolated and helpless, and they were all strangled by the reinforcements.
Lin Xu came to Mu Jiushan, and dozens of golden threads were instantly inserted into his various acupoints. As the Nine-turn Resurrection Array was activated, the cold poison in his body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
During this period, he practiced secrets whenever he had free time, especially the Nine-turn Resurrection Formation, and used a large number of disaster victims as targets.
It has been easy to use.
The cold poison dissipated, and when Mu Jiushan looked around clearly, he found that it was Lin Xu who saved him. His strong body could not help but tremble, and his face was a little complicated.
Lin Xu took back the golden thread and said calmly: "Mu Jiushan listens to the order!"
"The old minister is here."
Mu Jiushan knelt down directly.
"I order you to command the entire army immediately and launch a general attack on the barbarians in a quarter of an hour."
Mu Jiushan was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Lin Xu's firm eyes, he could not express all his doubts in the end: "Old minister, I obey the order."
After that, he left directly.
"not enough."
Lin Xu looked at his back and thought to himself.
Mu Jiushan cares about the people and values brotherhood, which shows that he is not the kind of ambitious guy.
But it is not an easy task to truly bring him under his command. Because he is Wu Guogong and a veteran who has experienced many battles.
He can be loyal to this country, but he will not be loyal to someone easily.
The key is that Mu Jiushan cannot die.
With him here, he can control the Xue family and the vassal kings everywhere to the greatest extent. And if he was gone, the Mu family army would probably fall apart.
This is the only army that the imperial court can fight with now.
Without them, who would be able to defend against foreign enemies?
Rely on those feudal kings?
It would be nice if they didn't add insult to injury.
So Lin Xu decisively used the Nine Turns of Resurrection Array to save him.
Outside Luoya City.
"Report! Report to Young Master Wang that reinforcements from the Qianwu Kingdom have arrived and they have blocked the gap again. Mr. Qi, Master Lu and tens of thousands of warriors are trapped in the city, and their lives are uncertain."
When Xinlong Zhige heard the news from the front line, his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
"Are you all pigs? How could you let the Qianwu people block the gap so easily? Hurry up and use the siege vehicles to open the gap."
"No, the siege vehicle has also been destroyed. The people brought by Mr. Qi's men are dead and injured, and they have lost their ability to fight."
The series of bad news almost made Xin Long Zhige spit out a mouthful of blood.
He was sweating profusely and pacing back and forth anxiously.
Damn it, the mother-in-law didn’t say what to do in this situation. Now that Mr. Qi and Master Lu are not here, it’s up to him what to do.
"Master Wang, what should we do now!" the Daman soldier who reported the report said cautiously.
Xinlong Zhige stopped and showed a fierce look: "Isn't it just a collapsed city wall? How can it stop the footsteps of my barbarian warriors?"
"Give me the order to continue the attack. Climb up the collapsed wall for me."
The Daman soldier was stunned, then nodded: "Yes!"
Soon, the Daman soldiers at the front began to climb the collapsed city wall.
Under normal circumstances, climbing is really the best way.
But Xinlong Zhige seemed to have forgotten that Luoya City was built on a halfway slope.
Basically, there is a slope after leaving the city gate.
Climbing at this time is equivalent to throwing matches into a room full of explosives.
The quantity is small, and with good luck, everything may be fine.
But when the number increases, it’s useless no matter how lucky you are.
Just like now.
The collapsed city wall was almost occupied by barbarians. From a distance, it looked like a mountain made of people.
There were constant rattling sounds from inside, and the ruins of the entire city wall were crumbling.
Unfortunately, the crowd at the scene was so chaotic that no one noticed.
Finally the sound of boom.
The ruins finally reached their limit, and countless rubbles rolled down the hillside.
The hillside has long been occupied by barbarians, with at least hundreds of thousands of people gathered together. The result can be imagined.
In an instant, a large number of shrill screams rang out from the Daman army.
