Inside the city gate, there was blood and broken limbs everywhere.

There were soldiers from the Jinyun Kingdom and guards from the Fireyun Kingdom, lying next to each other.

The sun in the sky is hot and scorching, and the air is filled with the sweet smell of blood.

The second city wall is the inner city wall, which is shorter than the first city wall, and the gates are also much thinner.

The soldiers of Jinyun Kingdom were all excited and gearing up, waiting for the Eighth Prince's order to attack the city.[

As long as he gives the order, it will only take a moment to capture the Fire Cloud Kingdom.

Gong Yanmo was dressed in red and stood out among the black Jinyun soldiers.

Behind him were the five heads of the Wuyan Sect. They were all dressed as ordinary bearers, and they must have sneaked into the palace with the wedding party.

Each of them had a water god crossbow in their hands, and their eyes were blinking with bloodthirsty pleasure.

They were ambushed just now, and many disciples were lost, and they were also slightly or seriously injured.

At this moment, all eyes were fixed on Gong Yanmo, waiting for him to give the order to attack the city...

Gong Yanmo paused, looked up at the city wall, and said loudly: "People inside, listen. You are already defeated. Put down your weapons, open the city gate, and come out obediently. I promise not to harm any of you."

His voice was as cold and magnetic as ever, spreading far and wide.

Obviously, internal strength was used.

Suddenly there was a small commotion on the city wall, and half a bright yellow figure appeared.

Feng Lingyan was hiding among the army, and when she saw that figure, her heart skipped a beat.

Father!

He was actually on the city wall.

There were only a hundred or so personal guards around him, and he looked very desolate.

Her brother, the prince, stood beside him.
Chapter completed!