Bai Ze witnessed the destruction of the Ten Mile Great Wall with his own eyes.
The horrific sight was so terrifying that it made one's heart break.
I never expected that as soon as I arrived at the boundary of the Great Wall, I would see such a terrifying scene! What kind of power could so arrogantly blow a ten-mile-long city wall into smithereens?
Six hundred years ago, when the Great Wall of Despair stood tall here, no one would have thought that six hundred years later, the Great Wall would be destroyed from the outside.
That majestic and towering city wall is like a dragon vein entrenched on the border of the wilderness, separating the extreme northern wilderness from the hinterland of the north for six hundred years!
"Even if Guanshan collapsed today, I wouldn't be surprised." Bai Ze sighed, and then there was a sudden earthquake in the direction of Guanshan behind him. The mountains collapsed and the golden roof cracked.
On the back of the young swordsman, Wu Shuang looked back and was startled by the collapsed landscape of Guan Mountain. He patted Bai Ze on the shoulder and said: "Junior brother, are you the reincarnation of the Buddha or the manifestation of a Confucian saint? Your mouth is open. Is it too light..."
Bai Ze was also stunned.
But the situation in the direction of the Great Wall affected the young swordsman's heart even more. Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, Bai Ze could still clearly see beyond the boundaries of the Great Wall, where the vast and boundless storm was rolling in with heavy snow.
In the storm, those meteor-like wasteland monks harnessed the divine light and came densely toward the Great Wall!
At the same time, on the Great Wall, the northern monks also rose into the sky like a wave, facing the storm, and killed them bravely.
The Great Wall divides the two rivers and lakes.
This is the natural chasm between the two rivers and lakes since the moment the Great Wall of Despair was built six hundred years ago.
Over the past six hundred years, countless northern monks have honed their skills on the Great Wall of Despair, not only defending the defense line of the Great Wall, but also writing each other's mistakes with every inch of soil and blood.
The tribes in the wasteland never want to climb over the Great Wall and conquer the seven northern kingdoms with their iron cavalry. Now the opportunity they have been waiting for for six hundred years has finally arrived!
"You are so injured, why not stay behind first. When you recover, you can go to the Great Wall to find me." Bai Ze saw that the battle was about to break out. He thought that the fourth senior brother, Xue Xing, Wang Han and the others had probably already broken out of the Great Wall. He expressed his intention to leave Wu Shuang behind and go to the front line of the Great Wall alone.
"Don't even think about it!" The girl on the back hugged Bai Ze's neck tightly and said with great reluctance: "My leg is broken, not my hand! Just because you are carrying me, let's break out of the Great Wall and see the wasteland. A monk’s method.”
Bai Ze felt his head was heavy, and he couldn't resist Wu Shuang's repeated urging, so he reluctantly flew into the air and flew towards the Great Wall.
The terrifying sea of thunder that shrouded Guan Mountain has gradually dissipated, so there is no need to worry about flying into the sky and being struck by thunder.
Flying into the sky, Bai Ze's vision broadened.
Not long after, Bai Ze saw dense military formations rapidly advancing towards the front line of the Great Wall. Taking a closer look, it was the army behind the Great Wall commanded by General Zhenbei.
In the northern region of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were always four government offices. In addition to the prefecture offices of each county, there are also the Zhenbei General Office, which is in charge of military affairs in the northern region, the Great Wall Military Office, which is in charge of military affairs on the Great Wall, and the Sanshan Office, which is in charge of monks on the Great Wall Mountains, casual cultivators from all over the world, and knights. .
These three mountain government offices are led by the three mountains in the north. The three mountains are Tianzhu Mountain, Huoshen Mountain, and Qingming Mountain. Corresponding to the three forces of Yunhai Xianmen, Huoshenshan and Qingming Sword Sect.
Although there are people from Xuankong Temple in the Sanshan Prefecture, the people in Guangcheng Mountain are not interested in taking over the Sanshan Prefecture.
At this moment, the border of the Great Wall.
In the Sanshan Mansion Yamen, the Taoist Priest with frosty hair suddenly stood up. Behind the Great Wall, there was a majestic demon force rising into the sky. The Taoist Priest's face was ashen. Unexpectedly, the demon clan moved so quickly, and it was actually under the eyes of the Sanshan Mansion Yamen. Make this kind of layout below!
"Headmaster, this aura is from the Zhenbei General's Mansion!" The young monk next to the Taoist Master looked solemn.
"Xue Xing is hopeless." Zhao Guizhen, the head of the Sanshan Prefecture, left the office and said, "According to his temper, he must have led the people from the Sword Hall to fight out of the Great Wall at this moment. There is Kui Yuan on the front line. Now, there is still the first one among all the military towns to hold down the enemy. Nothing can happen to Zhongshi E. I'm afraid Wei, Jin and Kongchan can't resist it. Song and Yuan, come with me!"
"Yes!" The young monk responded, and then released his command arrow, and a group of people flew through the air and headed straight to the rear of the Great Wall.
At this time, above the Great Wall.
Deng Sheng, the chief official of Sanshan Mansion, keeps a close eye on the battle situation in the wasteland.
The storm has approached the Great Wall defense line. The strong winter wind in the north blew the old swordsman's hair and beard flying backwards, but the spine standing straight on the Great Wall gave people a very reassuring feeling.
In the storm, Xue Daoheng took the lead and had already fought eighty miles away to fight against the wasteland monks. The swordsman's sword intention, which he had been honing for thirty years, cut through the blizzard in all directions and created a huge vacuum ring with the sword in his hand.
Although Deng Sheng was Kuiyuan of the Sanshan Prefecture and was from the Qingming Sword Sect, he was in charge of border defense operations. But sometimes he had to admit that compared to the gentle sect who practiced in the mountains, the killing sword intent of these swordsmen who came from casual cultivators was purer and more terrifying.
"It's a pity that this guy is a libertine." Old Jianxiu sighed in his heart, and glanced at the young woman beside him, "Ningshuang has a cold temperament, and her horoscopes are incompatible with her."
Next to Deng Sheng, the beautiful young woman was staring intently at the battle in the wasteland, completely unaware of her master's little thoughts.
The storm from the wilderness, wrapped in heavy snow, rushed through the Great Wall of Despair. But the wasteland meteor that struck at the same time as the storm was severely blocked by the hurricane blowing from the Great Wall.
In the midst of the blizzard, the barbarians sounded the clarion call for a full-scale attack. The three major tribes of Wasteland Zhenyan, Canglang, and Night Ghost, led by the three military gods Barron, launched a charge.
The wasteland cavalry seemed to be covering this battlefield, so densely packed that there was no end in sight.
The warriors of the foreign race let out roars like roaring waves and burst through the ground in the storm.
As soon as the Great Wall defense line was destroyed, Gucheng's powerful general "Human Slaughter" Pei Ji climbed onto the Great Wall and looked at the situation in the distance.
Although this killer star known as the Human Massacrer had experienced hundreds of battles, he was shocked when he saw the desperate charge of the wasteland tribe.
The fighting style of the Wasteland Tribe has always been famous for its riding and shooting, which is extremely maneuverable. On the one hand, the tribes in the wilderness claim that "a three-foot-tall kid can walk on horseback and shoot arrows." On the other hand, those tribes, regardless of their size, generally lack battle armor, which makes it difficult for them to carry out large-scale cavalry charges.
But looking around now, in the blizzard, there is a large group of cavalry advancing towards the Great Wall at high speed. Every soldier is covered with armor!
The great banners of the three Khans were far behind the wasteland army and could not be seen at all. At this moment, the barbarian cavalry coming to destroy the city only had one commanding flag, and that was the commanding flag of Barron, the God of War of the Three Tribes.
"The whole army forms a formation to block the first round of charge!"
Behind the ten-mile gap in the Great Wall, there are huge alluvial fans and ravines. Even if all the warlocks of the Great Wall Army worked together, it would be impossible to fill up all the ravines in a short time.
Gucheng ordered the 100,000 soldiers of the Great Wall Army to rush out of the Great Wall and form an array. The formation magicians began to fill in the ravines as quickly as possible to give the cavalry legions enough space to run and fight their way out of the Great Wall.
At this moment, the Wasteland tribe was following the wind, and the Great Wall Army was at a disadvantage. They had lost the opportunity to attack and fight over a long distance.
As a soldier, you can't win by planning first, but you can win by planning!
"He Liang, lead 30,000 cavalry out of Yanmen Pass and penetrate the enemy's formation!" Gucheng calmly gave the order, "Remember, don't go deep."
"General, take your orders!" He Liang received the order, turned his horse and left.
"Wu Feng, lead 30,000 cavalry and leave Zijingguan!"
"The last general takes command!"
"Military advisor, beacon fire message, gather all the troops in the nearby passes and military towns for me!"
Gucheng quickly completed the deployment.
The first round of frontal confrontation was handed over to Pei Ji. The deployment on the east and west sides was completed. Gucheng personally took charge of the frontal battlefield. As long as he blocked the first few charges of the wasteland tribe, when Zhongshi E's reinforcements arrived, he would push and block the barbarians. Beyond the Great Wall Defense Line!
The new wind is biting and the earth is shaking.
The Great Wall beacon has been lit.
The unprecedented battle has begun!
On the other side, the Zhenbei Legion ran into the storm coming from the wasteland, and their rapidly advancing formation showed no signs of disorder.
Just as Bai Ze was sighing in his heart, there was a sudden earthquake and collapse in front of him, and a ravine stretching for dozens of miles appeared straight on the ground, blocking the way of the Zhenbei Army brutally and arrogantly!
"It's evil!" Wu Shuang's whole body tensed up.
Bai Ze immediately stopped.
Amid the heavy snowfall, a majestic demonic force soared into the sky from the huge ravine, sweeping away all the snowflakes for miles around!
The huge summoning array was spread out in the ravine by the four demon kings. For a moment, tens of thousands of horses were frightened. The Zhenbei Legion's formation immediately dispersed, and there were scenes of people and horses tumbling down everywhere.
"Prevent the magic circle from opening!!"
Someone among the Zhenbei Legion shouted loudly.
Sanshanfu Yamen Sword Cultivator Wei Jin has already killed his legion. His extremely condensed sword seems to be cutting heaven and earth apart, and the killing power of the sword goes straight towards the summoning circle!
Above the sky, Bai Ze took action at the same time.
As soon as Jianwu Jingshanhe took action, the ravine stretching for dozens of miles shook with a loud bang, and dust flew into the sky!
"Winter Solstice, You Ming!" Wu Shuang, who was lying on Bai Ze's back, did not hesitate at all, and slashed straight through the gully formation with two flying swords.
"boom!!"
At the same time, beside Zhenbei General Zhongshi E, the white-robed monk Kong Chan also took action. A huge golden handprint appeared on the sky, and the mighty Buddha's light suppressed it, trying to smash the summoning circle into pieces.
"The formation is complete, how can we let you do whatever you want?"
In the ravine, the four demon kings took action at the same time, crushing the joint attack of the four.
Among the Zhenbei Legion, a warlock tried to use secret magic to close the terrifying ravine, but four demon kings joined forces to counterattack, and died suddenly on the spot.
"Roar!!--"
Violent roars rushed out from the ground and spread to the sky.
I saw monsters swarming out of the huge summoning circle one after another, with blood-stained eyes and a terrifying ape wind!
Seeing this scene, Bai Ze couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
At this time, three of the four demon kings had already rushed out of the ravine. Bai Ze took a closer look and saw that two of them were familiar faces. They were Dushan King Zhang Wei and Xiaopeng King Yin Wending!
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