Chapter 431 As long as I am here, the capital will not be destroyed

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At the west gate of the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, young soldiers fell down one after another, and they were replaced one after another.

They used their thin bodies to defend the city for five days!

Tens of millions of children under the age of fifteen stained the capital with blood.

"Trash! You bunch of trash!" Marshal Xilin was furious: "In the past few days, those young boys in Dazhou have caused us to lose so many soldiers. What use are you?"

"Marshal, calm down. Those young soldiers in Dazhou are like crazy. They have no thought of survival. They just thought of dying together. We..."

"Shut up!" Marshal Xilin yelled, "Today, I must attack the capital! Capture everyone in the Great Zhou royal family and Zongwang Academy, and wait for Jun Wuxie to come back and throw himself into the trap!"

At this time, a thunderous sonic boom came.

Marshal Xilin rushed out of his tent and saw streaks of white mist in the sky as far as the capital.

"Did you see clearly what happened just now?"

"Reporting to the marshal, I was too fast and didn't see it clearly, but someone should have entered the capital city of Great Zhou!"

Marshal Xilin was about to speak when a loud dragon roar suddenly came from the direction of the capital.

"what is that?"

"It's the dragon from the east!"

Xilin generals screamed.

It was a fire dragon, roaring, appearing above the city wall, opening its mouth, spitting out terrifying flames, instantly turning the bottom of the city wall into a sea of ​​fire.

The fire dragon walked all the way along the city wall, continuing to spit out flames.

In just a short moment, everything outside the city wall that spanned dozens of miles turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The Xilin soldiers who attacked the city screamed and turned into ashes.

When the troops behind saw this, they all stopped in fear.

"Why is there a dragon?"

Marshal Xilin's face was gloomy. This creature breathed flames and its attack range was extremely terrifying.

"Don't worry, it's just a fifth-level baby dragon!"

A man in black robes appeared behind him, stretching out his left hand. A black light flashed in his hand, and a large rune bow appeared in his hand.

He instantly drew his bow into a full circle and shot a black arrow at the fire dragon hovering over the city wall dozens of miles away.

The arrow is like a black stream of light.

Its speed was so fast that it arrived in front of the fire dragon in an instant, piercing a black gap in the sky.

The cold murderous aura made the fire dragon shudder.

It suddenly stretched out its claws and was about to hit the arrow.

A cyan figure appeared in front of it and pointed forward.

The fingertips sparkled with golden light, and with a bang, the rune arrow collapsed in the air.

"Master Jun!"

"It's Mr. Jun who's back!"

The defenders on the city wall were extremely excited when they saw the cyan figure.

The strongest of them is back!

"Big brother!"

Xu Pioling, Kong Kong shouted excitedly.

"Brother-in-law, you shouldn't have come back..."

At a corner of the city wall more than ten miles away, Ji Beilan, covered in blood, murmured.

"Fire dragon! Could it be that the fire dragon..."

Master Yao Wang and Master Yuling were both extremely shocked.

"He...is back after all..."

Mu Xuelan's face was slightly pale, and even her delicate body was trembling slightly.

"Lord Mu, what's wrong with you?"

Several strong men around her felt that something was wrong with her.

"nothing."

Mu Xuelan realized that she had lost her composure, and hurriedly adjusted her mood and returned to normal.

"After all, I still can't stop you..."

Yan Qingcheng felt heavy. She understood Jun Wuxie's character.

When he comes back this time, he will never retreat!

But what he has to face is a Xilin army of nearly 100 million!

Moreover, there are soul hunters from the Soul Hunting Hall hidden in Xilin’s army!

"Jun Wuxie!"

From Xilin Camp, a large number of men in black robes came out one after another.

Men in black robes continued to appear in each tent.

Only a small number of these men in black robes are from the Black Demon Cult, and the rest all have bottles hanging on their waists and holding black sickles.

"After waiting for so many days, he finally came back."

A cold smile appeared in the eyes of the senior soul hunter leader.

"Withdraw your troops and attack tomorrow!"

Marshal Xilin ordered that their main target was back and the siege strategy needed to be adjusted.

The order was passed on, and in front of the city wall, the Xilin army retreated like a tide.

Jun Wuxie's body jumped up and landed at the foot of the city like a big mountain.

Boom!

Under his feet, golden blood rushed forward like a flood.

The retreating Xilin army did not form a battle formation and could not withstand it at all. All the Xilin soldiers within a radius of several thousand meters were shocked by the blood energy and exploded into blood flowers in the air.

The shrill screams shook the surrounding area.

Xilin soldiers, when have you ever seen such a fierce person?

Just one kick, tens of thousands of people died.

They screamed in fright, abandoned their helmets and armor, and fled for their lives.

"Asshole! As timid as a mouse!"

Marshal Xilin's face was ashen.

"It doesn't matter, I will find a way to make them no longer fearful tomorrow."

Senior Soul Hunter Commander Leng Youyou said.

"Everything depends on the arrangements of the adults!"

Commander Xilin nodded and bowed, and said like a dog.

In front of the capital.

Jun Wuxie stepped up into the air, eyes flashing with golden runes, staring at Xilin Camp.

There are nearly a thousand men in black robes, of which more than 600 are soul hunters.

Under the True Eyes of Yuanshi, their realm and talent growth intensity were all seen through.

A high-level soul hunter, the pinnacle of the sect-king realm, with peak king-level talent!

The Soul Hunting Hall has 1,800 high-level soul hunters on standby, and one-third of them came at once!

Any one of these people would be considered a genius!

Among the dominant forces, only the top three true successors can reach the peak of the king's qualifications!

Yan Qingcheng, Mu Xuelan, Su Ji and other powerful people all changed their colors when they saw the astonishing number of high-level soul hunters coming out of Xilin Camp.

They originally thought that the Soul Hunting Palace might have sent dozens of high-level soul hunters.

I never expected that there would be hundreds of people!

Hundreds of geniuses who are at the peak of their ten transformations.

Jun Wuxie is currently in the Star Sea Realm!

"Jun Wuxie, I advise you to surrender. If you kneel down and ask to join my Soul Hunting Hall, maybe we will consider giving up hunting for your origin and soul and give you the opportunity to be a loyal soul slave of my Soul Hunting Hall, hehe."

Senior Soul Hunter Commander Leng Youyou said.

"You haven't killed enough half-saints in the Soul Hunting Hall, right? You don't go to mourn, but come here to make noises. Have you forgotten your duty as a slave?"

Jun Wuxie responded calmly.

"Bastard, tomorrow's general attack will officially begin your end!"

The senior soul hunter commander's eyes were cold.

"Tomorrow, I will kill you until you tremble!"

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze and turned around to enter the city.

All soul hunters have the same level of talent.

Only the one with a slightly higher level of leadership is a half-step emperor at the pinnacle of kings!

"Master Jun!"

"Big brother!"

"Brother-in-law!"

Ye Qiange, Xu Daoling, Kong Kong, and Ji Beilan stepped forward one after another.

"You all go to heal your injuries. Xilin's army will not make any further moves before the general attack tomorrow."

Jun Wuxie looked at them covered in blood and patted Ye Qiange's shoulder with a heavy heart.

The Xuanjia Army was all destroyed!

Now only Ye Qiange and some powerful generals are left.

He glanced across the blood-red city wall, and many eyes were looking at him.

They were young faces, thin bodies, without armor, wearing common clothes, and some were no taller than shields.

"How is this going?"

He asked Ye Qiange.

Ye Qiange's lips trembled a few times and her eyes turned red.

Jun Wuxie understood the truth of the matter and quickly rushed down the city wall.

As soon as they arrived in the city, they saw that the streets were densely packed with mutilated corpses.

All are teenagers.

People gathered the bodies and wiped away tears.

"One inch of mountains and rivers, one inch of blood, tens of thousands of young men and tens of millions of soldiers..."

His eyes were wet with tears, his voice was choked, and sadness surged into his heart uncontrollably.

This moment.

He seemed to have seen the future glory of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

Although Xilin's billions of troops are now pressing down on the border!

But with such a new generation in the Zhou Dynasty, with such bloody spirit and tenacity, this country and this nation must be full of hope.

"Qiange, please immediately pass on the order and no children are allowed to use the blood-burning method! Starting today, children under the age of eighteen are not allowed to go to the battlefield!"

"Master Jun, but we have no soldiers..."

Ye Qiange choked up, a tough man, with tears rolling down from his eyes.

"There are still four counties behind the capital. Don't they have any soldiers?"

"Yes, the remaining defense force is not much, but it is not much. To put them all together, it will be about more than half a million, and it will take time..."

He wanted to say that more than 500,000 yuan would last less than half a day.

In this war, more than five million soldiers died every day!

"It should be enough. You have people integrate the armies of the four counties and let them defend the city. Those children are the hope of the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty. They must not be allowed to die like this."

"But can the capital be defended like this?"

"As long as I am here, the capital will not be destroyed!" Jun Wuxie's words were sonorous and powerful, and he said: "Let the soldiers go down, and you all go to rest. I am enough here."

"But……"

Ye Qiange wanted to speak but stopped.

"No but, now that I'm back, the Xilin army won't really attack the city until I die. Their target now is me!"

"Okay!" Ye Qiange nodded and shouted to everyone: "Soldiers, withdraw immediately and rest!"

"Why, Marshal?"

"This is an order, execute the military order!"



One after another, the city walls became empty.

"You go too." Jun Wuxie looked at Ji Beilan beside him, patted his shoulder, and said: "Protect yourself, no matter what happens at any time, don't be impulsive. You are Ji Beilan, Da Zhou's Prince, a young warrior from the Galaxy Realm, do you remember?"

Ji Beilan's heart was shocked, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

"Go and rest, I have no intention of listening to your nonsense."

Jun Wuxie interrupted him and drove him away.

At this time, Yan Qingcheng and the others came to the city wall.

"Thank you for coming to help Da Zhou!"

Jun Wuxie said.

He noticed that Mu Xuelan did not come, but was still standing on the top of the tall building in the city, looking at it with an indifferent expression.

"If you want to thank me, Mr. Jun, there is no need to say so. In fact, we haven't helped at all..."

Su Ji and others were ashamed.

"You shouldn't have come back."

Yan Qingcheng said lightly.

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but look at her after hearing this.

The two looked at each other.

"Everyone, please look at it for me. I have something to say to the head of the Yan family alone."

"Master Jun, please excuse me. We will keep an eye on you here."

The top leaders of the major dominant forces nodded.

Jun Wuxie walked away in the air, and a voice came from far away: "Master Yan, please follow me!"

Yan Qingcheng started to follow without hesitation.

Just as they left, Mu Xuelan's figure disappeared from the tall building in the city.



The scenery of Zongwang Mountain is very beautiful. The peach trees on the mountain are all pink.

Under a peach tree several meters in diameter.

Jun Wuxie faced the peach tree and stood with his hands behind his back.

Yan Qingcheng quietly fell behind him.

"Do you know you were wrong?"

Jun Wuxie's voice was a little cold.

"I am right!"

Yan Qingcheng said stubbornly.

"Are you right?" Jun Wuxie suddenly turned around, stared into her purple eyes, and said, "Who asked you to make the decision for me? Want to stop me from returning to Dazhou?"

"I'm right, I wish I could tie you up in Donghuang Ancient City!"

Yan Qingcheng looked at him, her beautiful purple eyes filled with mist, and her eyes were full of stubbornness.

"you……"

Jun Wuxie's heart suffocated.