The commander of the Blood Night has regarded the city of "Red Rock" as the biggest stain in his life this spring. More than two million elite soldiers who have been trained hard, and 80,000 senior knights with super combat power were blocked by a small "Red Rock" city. The number of troops invested was too much, and there was no room for display. If you attack with a small batch of troops, you would simply send military merits to those powerful enemies. With no choice, he could only let batches of Black Cloud soldiers consume under the fragile city wall of "Red Rock" city. When the Black Sky Old Ghost began to use the Ghost Tower, the biggest nightmare came. The three thousand temple mages worked together and could not resist the magic attacks of the Black Sky Old Ghost, Long Feng and the 1,000 Black Sky God Sect mages.

The commander of the Blood Night murmured helplessly: "Then, it can only be a war of attrition. Fortunately, I have too many troops on hand than them, and I have enough power to destroy them... If, if I have 200,000 combat power compared to my knights, I have already taken this city."

However, "Blood Night" did not dare to let these precious knights go into the barbaric and bloody siege battle. The commander of "Blood Night" with strong personal combat power did not dare to attack "Red Rock" alone. He was unwilling to be attacked by the experts of the Celestial Dynasty.

The Black Cloud Empire wasted seven days in such repeated sieges.

A sense of uneasiness began to spread in the camp. It had been a long time since there was no news about the two companions. At the same time, the rebel army sent out to be cannon fodder also lost its news. What happened to them? The scouts sent out could not tell the reason.

However, at this moment, the millions of troops of the Celestial Dynasty had swept the rebel brigade sent to be cannon fodder. This was a massacre, a massacre with completely mismatched strength, a bloody massacre of armed civilians by war-torn iron-blooded soldiers. More than 700,000 corpses were covered with the fields southeast of the "Tianyan" city, and the Celestial Army had only less than 20,000 casualties. After two days and three nights of fierce battle, the army directly pointed to the "Tianyan" city and the remaining 390,000 soldiers of the 500,000 siege troops.

The gates of the "Tianyan" city were wide open, and the Tian Dynasty's guardian army abandoned the city and the civilians inside that they didn't care about at all. An iron stream mixed with the breath of death surged out and rushed towards the siege army outside the city. The commander of the Black Cloud Empire discovered desperately: it turned out that the enemy in the city was not the only tens of thousands they planned, but a powerful legion with similar forces as their own.

The Black Cloud Army immediately sorted out its formation and set up a defensive formation. Their forwards had already collided with the army attacked in the "Tianyan" city. The Tianchao army, who pretended to be angry for seven days, roared, as if a huge wave, and the first attack sent away the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers of the Black Cloud Empire.

The thunder sounded loudly. The main legion, which had just caused the armor and the sword in his hand to be stained with blood, charged forward from behind. The commander of the Black Cloud Legion completely closed his eyes in despair. After resisting for less than a quarter of an hour, he issued an order to give up resistance. As a general of the Black Cloud Empire, he could not bear to let these young people who were not the orthodox people of the Black Cloud Empire die in vain.

The soldiers of the Black Cloud Empire hesitated to put down their weapons. One million and four million Celestial troops surrounded them. After a meal was silent, Qiong Daotian wore a purple cloak and covered in dark gold armor, leading thousands of golden generals to appear, and indifferently issued the order to massacre. The entire sky was darkened by arrow rain, and the entire earth kept trembling with cannon sounds, and the huge stones that lost their color in the sky instantly crushed the soldiers who had put down their weapons.

Qiong Daotian sneered cruelly: "The soldiers who put down their weapons are the stupidest soldiers; the best enemy is the dead enemy... I feel uneasy if they don't die."

The Qiong family generals around him agreed with his words, and a cold-faced man laughed: "Even if their lives are left behind, how can we have so much food to raise such a batch of waste? Master, should we go to the 'Qingye' city?"

Qiong Daotian shook his head and watched leisurely as the 50,000 soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield stabbed the soldiers who had not yet died, cut off the heads of the generals and put them in a special leather bag, and said lightly: "Stay on a day and then go to rescue the 'Hongyan' city. Otherwise, the young master of the Yang family might have scolded all the ancestors of our Qiong family... Hahahahaha, I really like him, and I can't let him die so in vain."

Reminding the ridiculous siege farce sent by the captain of the harassment team, the generals around him smiled understandingly. Several more anxious guys had already rushed out and began to arrange the soldiers to camp on the spot. At the same time, they urged the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield to speed up. Another 50,000 soldiers were dispatched to peel off the fur of the dead horse and select the intact horse meat as food for later food; search for all the property on the dead soldiers as their future military pay expenses; transport all the weapons and armor they obtained onto the carriage and sent them to the city of heaven to melt and forge them immediately to create arrows and other items that need to be supplemented the most.

Naturally, some intact armor was deliberately packed up, and in the future, they may use unexpected uses. No one cares about the corpses, and the residents of nearby cities have to come out to bury these corpses unless they want to have a plague. The army of the Celestial Empire is only responsible for their own people, and they do not want to waste the soldiers' strength in these matters.

No words all night.

At night, Yang Tian, ​​with slightly red eyes, brought a group of soldiers from the "Tiger and Wolf Army" to patrol the city with his spirits. He looked at Long Feng with great envy and said, "Boss, you are so amazing. You haven't slept for three days and three nights, and you haven't even fallen asleep at all. I should be pretty good at kung fu, why are you not as energetic as you?"

Long Feng smiled and said nothing. A ghost howl suddenly came from the top of the city. It was the last few young masters who went out to tease the folk girls and returned from a hole in their bodies. They were treated by the old ghost in Heitian, forcibly luring the ghost into their bodies, and using the remaining vitality on the ghost to repair the body's taste, it was probably uncomfortable. Watching his muscles grow continuously in the strange wriggling, and then covering the intact skin, it is estimated that it will be a nightmare for these young masters for a long time in the future, right? At least Zeng Guoxuan and Jiang Chunshui have already pale and subconsciously caressed the wounds on their bodies.

More than a dozen teams, soldiers from the Black Cloud Empire, which were about 70,000 to 80,000 people, were wearing leather armor and without any sound at all. When they approached less than twenty feet, the corpse arranged by the old ghost of Hei Tian suddenly exploded, and more than a dozen unlucky soldiers immediately lost their legs. The lights on the top of the city were brightly lit, and Yang Tian and others happened to patrol this section of the city wall, and immediately opened their strong bows and shot them quickly. The team of people in the Black Cloud Empire who attacked the Black Cloud Empire dropped hundreds of corpses and wounded soldiers and ran away in a panic.

Relying on his enough eyesight, Yang Tian viciously shot out more than a dozen long arrows soaked in chronic poison, and shot through the thighs of more than a dozen wounded soldiers. The wounded soldiers screamed and moaned desperately in severe pain and fear, and the sound was very far away... Soon, a small team of "Blood Night" knights flew over and cut off their heads, and then quickly retreated, but two people also fell down the war horse under General Li's sniper.

Yang Tian applauded gently and said to a dark corner with a smile: "General Li, please give me a little kill. So far, you have killed thirty-nine generals, five senior generals, and seven blood-red knights. If you kill a few more, my power will not be able to promote you."

General Li's whispering laughter came from the corner, and he was a little embarrassed. This was the first time he had clearly known his true role on the battlefield. Before he knew it, he felt very grateful to Long Feng.

A blood-red arrow shadow suddenly appeared, and shot towards Yang Tian's neck with a whistling sound of tearing through the air. Everyone was shocked. Long Feng's three fingers gently stretched over the arrow and bounced lightly on the arrow. The long arrow with a flame-tailed tail of more than one foot was wiped against Yang Tian's scalp with a "swoosh" sound. The dust shot, and the sharp arrow shot into the granite eaves of the city tower.

A cold voice came from afar: "What a pity, the commander of the "Blood Night" Count Von Sgutter, the Imperial Special Knight... It's a pity that there are too many masters around you."

Yang Tian smiled and shouted at the other side: "But Ter, your Chinese destiny is saying good."

An angry cold snorted in the darkness, and then there was no movement. Zeng Guoxuan and Jiang Chunshui, who were hugging their heads tightly behind the city wall, immediately showed their heads, pointed to the other side and cursed, "Earl Butt, goodbye, goodbye...Want to assassinate our boss, wait another ten thousand years."

Yang Tian alone gave a sound, knocked him hard a few times and then cursed: "Damn it, will you die after 10,000 years? Brother, I will live for a long time and die a rare death."

Zeng Guoxuan smirked wickedly: "You live a hundred years old? It seems like a turtle turtle is like this, right?" Yang Tian was furious and chased Zeng Guoxuan and fought. Zeng Guoxuan ran for desperately. The soldiers of the Celestial Empire on the top of the city laughed.

Feng looked at the city wall in confusion in the distance. His ears made him clearly hear what was happening on the city wall. He really didn't understand why an army with such no rules and such a playful manner would have such powerful combat power? He deeply missed the other four special knights who had competed with him for countless times. If they were all there, it would probably be easy to deal with these difficult aliens? My dear Your Majesty, why did you keep the most combative legion of the empire by your side? The honor of soldiers was obtained on the battlefield...

A thin claw suddenly grabbed from his right side like nothing, and the shrill finger wind broke through the air. A sinister and evil force had already covered the range of three feet. I could vaguely hear the groans of some remaining undead fear of this power.

Feng Daxiao took advantage of his strength, and all the fighting energy turned into a blood-red air ball, and punched it out with a fierce punch. His body seemed to be hit by lightning. After trembling, he began to flee to the camp with this huge force. Several generals of the "Blood Night" who followed him out and were about to take the opportunity to sneak attack the senior general of the Celestial Dynasty rushed towards the person shrouded in the dark shadow. After a few ghost screams, the first-class masters of the Black Cloud Empire were torn into pieces with screams.

Feng's tears came out for the first time, shame, real shame, as the special knight of the Black Cloud Empire and the most beloved nobleman of His Majesty the Emperor, he actually left his subordinates and ran away like a betrayal dog... Such a thing has never happened in his life. But he had to run away. If he died here, then the idiots in the camp now could not stop the raid of the Celestial Army. He deeply regretted that he had taken the night attack this time.

The old ghost of Heitian followed Feng happily, and he didn't care whether Feng ran away. He had made up his mind to kill a few more people to enjoy. Feng's desperate escape made him feel even more violent pleasure. A trace of cold finger wind kept shooting out, and cracks appeared on Feng's blood-red armor, and blood streams slowly oozed out.

Feng Meng spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood, his speed increased, and he shot into the camp. A team of thousands of knights from "Blood Night" pulled out their swords and rushed towards the old ghost of Hei Tian. Behind, tens of thousands of black-armored soldiers rushed over with full arms. Feng spit out another weird pink blood clot, and a hint of cold air was suddenly on the blood clot. He shouted weakly: "Kill that bastard with all his strength, and he killed our deputy commander."

The "Blood Night" knights were angry. Just like any elite army with fine traditions, they deeply loved their legion commander and deputy commander. But now their Feng Fen fled, and the deputy commander had been killed. Majestic momentum surged out of their bodies, and the sword in their hands emitted a faint light, slashing towards the ethereal black figure.

The old ghost of Hei Tian laughed out loud. He did not use any spells, but directly activated his own innate vitality that he had been refining for more than two hundred years and rushed into the "Blood Night" Knight's team. The authentic Buddhist magic-subduing clutches inexplicably added a trace of demonic aura in his hand, but the force was equally powerful. More than a dozen "Blood Night" knights were hit in the chest by him, their armor shattered, their bodies exploded, and their swords were also shattered by the brutal force in the air, and bits of metal powder floated down.

The old ghost in Heitian rushed directly to Feng, Feng's heart was filled with humiliation, a big tooth was bitten to pieces by himself, blood flowed from his lips, and he shook his head, rushed into the nearest tent, and then disappeared without a trace. The old ghost in Heitian sighed dissatisfiedly, scattering all his anger on the knights of "Blood Night", and reaping their lives and glory with one palm...

The old ghost of Hei Tian slaughtered all these "Blood Night" knights in less than a cup of tea, but hundreds of swords were chopped on his body. He was too lazy to play with the ordinary soldiers in black armor. He broke two flagpoles arrogantly, pulled out the black flag on it, picked up several heads in a mess, rolled the flags, and left with them.

Feng's lips trembled and appeared in the depths of the camp, and he let out a beast-like howl towards the dark sky. He had only one thought in his heart: "Revenge, revenge, revenge...my honor, the life of my subordinates..."

The old ghost of Heitian was far away from the camp of the Heiyun Empire. Long Feng landed gently behind him. The old ghost of Heitian giggled: "Long Feng, what the hell are you doing? I killed more than a thousand blood-red guys, you have to testify to me. How do you calculate the credit this time? It's worth at least one hundred beauties, right?"

Long Feng smiled faintly: "Your Highness is afraid that the Empress Dowager will be in danger, after all, they also have a large number of mages."

The old ghost of Heitian suddenly retracted his hideous smile, nodded, and hummed a few times. I don’t know what it meant. He carried the heads wrapped in flags and rushed to the "Red Rock" city. Long Feng smiled with satisfaction. Even if he was a wild beast, if he often used his feelings to soften him, he would often have unexpected gains, right? Heitian Old Ghost, but Long Feng’s favorite person... Apart from being lustful, he basically had no shortcomings. Although he was a little greedy, a little violent, a little arrogant, and a little perverted, he could bear it.

The camp of the Black Cloud Empire suddenly became brightly lit, and a large number of soldiers ran out of the camp with murderous aura. They didn't even have time to push out the large equipment for siege, so they rushed towards the "Red Rock" city with cloud ladders.

Feng roared in the central army's tent: "These miscellaneous soldiers, these incompetent soldiers, are not the people of our Black Cloud Empire at all. Let them die, just die, I want to take revenge, I want to take revenge... One person, just one person, killed the most important legions of my legion, which was him, who chased me for more than ten miles, and then killed my most elite thousand-person team under my nose. Siege, siege overnight, rest is strictly prohibited, no rest is allowed, and those who retreat to the latter will kill... all the soldiers will be pulled out to attack the city..."

The Supreme Commander of the camp stuttered and said carefully: "Sir, if the troops cannot be expanded, that is a vain casualty."

Feng Yijian cut off his head and said grimly: "Now, I am the highest direct commander of this legion. Can't the troops be expanded? Then all their bows and arrows are consumed and their strength is wasted. As long as they can conquer this city, no matter how much garbage it dies, it doesn't matter. At most, we will use the real imperial warriors to fight them... to break through this city, send orders, and massacre the city... These damn untouchables, if they refuse to surrender to our empire, let them follow their kingdom and destroy everything..."

Feng was already a little deranged, and all the generals did not dare to raise any objection. Anyway, the ones who died were not their own people, so why did they object? The residents of "Red Rock" City were not orthodox imperial subjects. Since they refused to resist the rule of aliens in the city, they would destroy them.

The orders were constantly coming out, and the black armored knights who belonged to the Black Cloud Empire's direct legion continued to pass these orders to the cannon fodder on the front line. Feng had ordered the commanding imperial generals to be completely taken back. Now, all the young people who besieged the "Red Rock" city were the conquering places of the Black Cloud Empire, and the densely arranged near the central army tent were the "Blood Night" Legion and the black armored knights who supervised the battle.

There was not even a sentinel in the entire camp, and all the soldiers of the unorthodox empire were sent out. Their only mission was to conquer the "Red Rock City" without caring about casualties.

This time, the attackers became much smarter. They surrounded the city, but two miles away were left in the middle. Each batch of legion groups of about 50,000 people charged. After they were consumed, the second batch of 50,000 people continued to rush forward.

The old ghost of Hei Tian looked at the dense lanterns and torches under the city in amazement. For the first time in his life, he regretted his actions. He would have known that he would not offend the damn enemy leader, or it would be better to kill him earlier, but this time he would have fired.

The disciples of the Divine Cult who still retained some remaining magic power rushed to the top of the city and jointly issued their most powerful magic attack. Then they collapsed weakly on the ground. The nearby soldiers hurriedly carried them to a safe place. This round of magic attacks caused more than 10,000 casualties to the soldiers of the Black Cloud Empire, and did not have much impact on the overall situation.

Fifty cloud ladders were placed on the top of the city at the same time, and 50,000 black cloud soldiers climbed up the ladder desperately. The oil in the city had been consumed, and the soldiers could only stab with guns, arrows, and knifes against these enemy soldiers. The soldiers, including the artillery team, had already carried large swords, and their shells had been completely exhausted.

Yang Tian clasped his hands together and muttered silently: "God, I don't trust you very much on weekdays. This time, you have some conscience to find it, and at least let our brothers die less... Although these soldiers are not worth the money, they seem to be much more useful than me. Please, bless them to survive a few more... Do you want beauty or gold, silver and jewelry? You will tell me in the future. I will guarantee that you will be satisfied. Anyway, the garbage behind me will be rich." Since Long Feng insisted on not allowing Yang Tian to use power beyond the recognition of this continent, Yang Tian could only fight and make wishes like ordinary people.

The young master did not dodge. If the city was broken, they would die. Since they were both dead, why not fight for it when they were dying? Maybe they could still make a few more money. Zeng Guoxuan looked at the sky silently: "Hey, my old man has never done good things in his life. I guess I will die on the battlefield as a retribution... God, let me die, at least atone for my old man, and just don't die too badly in the future... Please..."

Jiang Chunshui smiled bitterly: "I haven't played all the beautiful women in Wanhua Street. I just died like this. Wouldn't it make them sad? I wouldn't it be that I wouldn't ask for military merits or glorious ancestors... Hey, it's time to die, it's not okay to fight. Listen to the ancestors of the Jiang family. I'm the only one in the Jiang family. If I die, your eldest son will be the last one. Do you bless me or not? You can do it."

All the young masters made a wish that God could make his myocardial infarction, and then followed Yang Tian with his face ashen or his feet trembling. Many people no longer had their fancy swords, but were really suitable for battle, such as the big or small goose feather sword.

Zeng Guoxuan was the first to cut the sword full of reluctance and reluctance with some complaints. The maximum power that all martial arts could show in his life was purely expressed in this sword. A faint, white, less than three inches long sword aura was cut out along the sword in his hand. Although it only flew two feet away, this was a real sword aura after all. A soldier from the Black Cloud Empire and his shield were split in half and knocked out from a distance.

The remaining more than 6,000 young men, with the determination to die, half of them broke through their martial arts limitations on this real battlefield, and made a shocking sword that was not to be jealous or bully the weak with the strong.

Yang Tian's chin almost fell off. Are these monsters with ferocious faces still those who linger in the willow alleys of Huajie, who were afraid of their bad skin when facing the bronze mirror all day long, the harm of the Shengjing, and the pile of garbage from the Heavenly Dynasty?

The generals around were also surprised and almost stabbed the black cloud soldiers below with a spear. They shook their heads and woke up their minds. That's right, they were those idiot-like young men... Damn, no matter what, their own lives are, they slashed them hard.

To a certain extent, these young men who were suddenly three or four levels higher than their grandfathers in their spiritual realm brought a powerful combat power that cannot be ignored. The special trainings suffered in Shengjing began to slowly show their due effect. They could at least deal with two soldiers in the black clouds alone, especially when they were condescending against those soldiers in a dense array, they had a huge advantage.

The first group of Black Cloud soldiers were quickly lost. The dozen remaining soldiers threw down their weapons and ran away. They were immediately cut off their heads by the supervisory team behind them and hung them on the high gun bars for public display. Another group of 50,000 people rushed over, and the Celestial Army immediately changed a group of soldiers to the southern city wall. Since the other party was just attacking this direction, the Celestial Empire was happy to let the soldiers take turns to rest.

A red lantern in the array of the Black Cloud Empire swung rapidly a few times. In the other two directions, a group of 10,000 people rushed towards the city wall. Immediately, a dense rain of arrows shot out. By the time these soldiers approached the city wall, more than 3,000 people had fallen down. During the slashing of the soldiers of the Tian Dynasty on the top of the city, these cannon fodder quickly lost their lives.

The red lanterns waved again. Under the city wall in the south, there were still many soldiers of the Black Cloud Empire. A group of reinforcements of 100,000 people rushed over. At the same time, two teams of 10,000 people started a harassing attack in another direction. The south became the main battlefield, and a large number of reserves of the Celestial Army were firmly dragged to death by the enemy troops in the other three directions. A large number of arrows were wasted unconsciously. Although these feinted troops paid a heavy price, the Celestial Army's arrows were not in stock.

It was dim and the seventh attack on the city wall to the south was already on the seventh. Almost everyone in the Celestial Army was injured. The reserve team and the main team also exchanged positions with each other twice. The young men of the Guards finally exhausted their strength and stumbled on the top of the city. The Qiong family's army quickly took over their defense zone.

It was dawn, and 100,000 people rushed out in each direction at the same time. Several deputy generals rushed towards Yang Tian and shouted wildly: "General, our arrows have been used up...we have no arrows."

Yang Tian, ​​who was covered with a layer of plasma, was covered in blood, shook his hand and snorted coldly: "You can do whatever you want." The archers threw down the strong bow in their hands, picked up the big swords thrown by their dead or seriously injured companions from the ground, and rushed to the battlements of the city wall. Several archers who had no experience in melee combat were immediately picked up by the spear of the Black Cloud enemy soldiers, and the Black Cloud soldiers who took the opportunity to rush up were also angrily cut into pieces of meat by nearby archers.

The old ghost of Hei Tian guarded a city wall that was more than a hundred feet long by himself. The ghost tower fired thousands of black air more than ten feet above his head, and fought with the light arrows emitted by the thousand temple mages below. The leader of the temple mage, an old bearded man, looked at the old ghost of Hei Tian whose muscles were constantly wriggling in horror, and cursed with gritted teeth: "Damn it, this is the devil of the aliens. God, please strike him to death." The other two thousand temple mages had been scattered among the soldiers siegeing the city, secretly releasing their magic, causing huge casualties to the soldiers of the Celestial Empire.

Long Feng stood silently on the eaves, throwing out several black electric balls from time to time, causing piles of black cloud soldiers to tremble and fall down the ladder and fall to death. He looked indifferently at the soldiers of the Celestial Kingdom below fighting bloody battles in the rain of the opponent's guns and swords. Indifferently, he looked indifferently at the severely injured Celestial Kingdom soldiers howled, and hugged several enemy soldiers and jumped off the city wall.

The sun was already hanging above the head, and the Yin Soul Tower was restricted by the sun's light, and its power was greatly reduced. The old ghost of Hei Tian screamed in an anxious manner, and he spitted the natal energy related to his life towards the gradually decreasing Yin Soul Tower. Some temple mages exhausted their magic power and were covered by the black air that took advantage of the opportunity, and were immediately sucked into a dry bone. The old ghost of Hei Tian shouted: "I fuck your ancestors, set up a paradise for me forty-nine days.

, I want you all to die to death." Another mouthful of dark energy was spitting out... The old ghost of Hei Tian who had survived the heavenly tribulation felt the powerlessness when facing a large number of mages on the battlefield... He deeply cursed Qiong Daotian: "You Qiong family are the best. Men are all eunuchs, and women are all letting me be my little wife. Fuck, my eight thousand disciples, you took away all the fuck, I fuck your second grandma..."

Yang Tian had already started to secretly use the "demonic energy" in his sword wind. A faint black wind blade quickly cut out of the air, causing a large number of casualties to the dense black cloud soldiers below. Long Feng glared at him a few times and said nothing. It was precisely because of Yang Tian's power that the casualties of the Celestial soldiers in this area were greatly reduced.

However, when another group of siege teams joined, all 40,000 soldiers who could still fight in the Celestial Army had already been put into battle. Tens of thousands of soldiers who were seriously injured were humming in their mouths, "Manjianghong" adapted by Yang Wei, with a terrifying expression on the small daggers they carried with them. The venom was stored in a small jar. The soldiers were lying on the ground and passing these jars to each other. A small commander grinned: "Brothers, we can't embarrass Commander Yang. We were good men who pacified southern Xinjiang together. Even if we died, we would have to drag a few more cushions... Don't forget that we are the 'Tiger and Wolf Army'..."

The wounded soldiers of the "Tiger and Wolf Army" smiled grimly: "Yes, we are the "Tiger and Wolf Army" who eats people and does not spit bones. Hehe, hehe, hahahahahahahaha..."

The private soldiers of the Qiong family did not show any weakness and cheered each other up: "Anyway, we are dying, so we have to make up a few dollars. In the world, it is not only men who are the brothers of the "Tiger and Wolf Army" who are men, and we don't have that JB less than them."

Some seriously injured soldiers had already fallen into a coma, and they were still holding the small dagger tightly in their hands.

The soldiers on the city were crazy, as if all the violent auras in the world were gathered here. Several soldiers of the Celestial Empire whose arms were cut off rushed down the city wall, opened their mouths, and while flying down, they bit the exposed bodies of the black cloud soldiers on the way, and fell to the ground with them... A side general of the tiger and wolf army roared wildly, his chest had been pierced by two long spears, he quickly moved forward, and the blood in his body dyed the gun rod red. He approached the two black cloud soldiers with their legs so scared that their legs were weak. His eagle-clawed fingers burst their throats, and finally roared: "Grandpa was born in the Celestial Empire, and his soul returned to the Shengjing..." He fell off the city wall.

The group of young men rushed up again. After recovering a little physical strength, they used their bodies as weapons to rush towards the Black Cloud soldiers who rushed to the top of the city. More than a dozen young men were picked up by spears and threw them out of the city. Several young men with their eyes split roared wildly, and the last trace of internal force surged out of their bodies, emitted the last sword energy, and cut off several enemy troops. Then the weak body was cut into pieces by the Black Cloud soldiers.

The desolate revision of "Manjianghong" slowly rang out, and all the people of the Celestial Empire who were still fighting were shouting with their last ray of strength: "The anger was rushing to the crown, and the rain stopped at the railing. Looking up, looking up at the sky, roaring with a long roar, and the spirits were fierce. Thirty fames, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait, the young man's head was white, and the shame in the southern border was still not yet ached; when will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? Drive a long car and step on the cold bamboo mountain. Ambition is hungry to eat the meat of the Southern Barbarians, laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the barbarians. Wait for the beginning to turn away, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky."

As the song was singing, the extremely heavy sword was waved by them for the last time, cutting off the head of the last enemy of his career as a warrior in the Celestial Empire, and then he was also cut off his soul in this foreign land.

Long Feng shivered violently. For the first time, he listened carefully to the words that had been changed, from the tragic commander of his hometown. Several huge black light balls emerged and smashed hard on several walls that had been completely occupied by soldiers of the Black Cloud Empire. The black light shrouded those walls. The light passed, and no items were left.

A soldier from the Celestial Empire took the lead and shouted the sentence full of murderous intent and extremely bloody.

"A man should be violent... things and be kind... neither...

Men should kill people, but they will be merciless.

The immortal karma of all ages is all in the murder.

...

The priest of the Confucians rise up and the hero died, and China has praised benevolence and righteousness from then on. Once the enemy and the barbarians chaotic the Central Plains, the scholars and pigs run and cowardly people cry. I want to learn from the ancient style and revive the heroic spirit. I have the same reputation as the dirt, and those who disdain to be kind ridiculed. I wear iron swords and kill people when I get angry. I cut my thighs and drink with them, and talk and laugh at them.
To be continued...