Liang Xingli stood on the city wall with a gloomy face. The army behind him had already prepared for defense, and various defensive weapons were ready. The military formation was quickly prepared for combat, and could open the military formation at any time to suppress the enemy's strength.

The army was divided into three sides. Bai Fengjiu and Du Qianxue's army each divided into 10,000 troops to surround one side. The remaining troops joined forces to the main gate, facing Liang Xingli. Bai Fengjiu said, "Liang Xingli, should you open the door and surrender, or should we invade you to surrender."

When Liang Xingli heard this, a sneer appeared on his face of wealthy and noble, "You are thinking too much about surrendering. I have 20,000 elite soldiers under my command, but you are only twice as many as me. You also want to break through the city wall. It is impossible. I want to see how you can break in."

Liang Xingli was not afraid at all. He was sure of himself. He was also a familiar man. He also practiced military propaganda skills at home, which was completely different from those ordinary martial arts scholars.

The art of pushing troops is a means created by people in aristocratic families using illusions. It is similar to humanitarian space, which can transform various realistic scenarios and make people control it. Among them, the evolution of military formations is the most common method. Many disciples of aristocratic families will practice military tactics, and even families will confront each other to compete with each other.

Although Liang Xingli is not a real genius, he has mastered a lot of practical experience under countless trials. He has been considered to be a middle-class wise man in the past family competitions. Although Qianxue and Bai Fengjiu are all here, he is not afraid.

He used defensive counterattack tactics. No matter how the opponent attacked, as long as he kept repelling the enemy, and when the enemy was suffering heavy casualties and then went out of the city to fight and chase him, he could naturally turn defeat into victory and make the enemy lose and lose.

Bai Fengjiu saw Liang Xingli's confidence and frowned. This person was not outstanding in his future eyes. When the last five parasites fought and decided to win the King of Demons, he was the first to be eliminated. However, it seems that he is not a simple character now, with neat and orderly guarding and orderly.

Without blind attacks, Bai Fengjiu's eyes swept across the town to lay out the city wall. The city wall was only one foot high. For soldiers at the level of blood-refining and entering the body, as long as there is a ladder, one can climb the city wall with one leverage, and then fight to the death. However, this kind of war will definitely consume a lot of soldiers, and even if you capture this place, it will not be worth the loss.

Bai Fengjiu's eyes turned, and she thought about it. She immediately spoke to Du Qianxue, which made the other person's face appear.

The camp was set up, and the army quickly established a camp one mile outside the city. Then most of the soldiers began to rest, and only a few soldiers were patrolling and monitoring the enemy troops above the city wall.

When Liang Xingli saw this scene, his eyes were strange: "What is this person doing? Could it be that he is leading me out to attack and ambush me, and he can't help but underestimate me."

There was no war during the whole day, but almost the entire enemy army on the city wall was on guard against possible sieges. The scorching sun was in the sky, and even the monks were not feeling well. They wasted a day, but there was a lot of complaints in Liang Xingli's army.

As the night came, a sound of war drums rang out outside. He was exhausted and Liang Xingli's army, who were eating in batches, had to gather quickly, and were nervously guarding against the army outside that could attack the city at any time.

But half an hour later, nothing happened. It was pitch black outside and there was no light. Liang Xingli stood on the city wall with an extremely ugly expression. He had already seen that this was a plan of exhausted soldiers and a plan of suspicion.

The enemy is wasting the physical strength and energy of his soldiers, so that they can be in a tense moment at any time. If he dares to order to ignore them, perhaps the other party will really launch an attack, which makes him unable to ignore every enemy noise.

With an angry expression, Liang Xingli hated and said to the martial scholars behind him: "It's really hateful. Do you have the means to restrain this method."

At this time, a scholar behind Liang Xingli walked out and said, "Brother Liang, there is a magic spell called White Light. Once it is used within a radius of one mile, it will be as bright as daytime. It is an hour to maintain the time. As long as I use it once every hour, the enemy's methods will naturally be defeated without attacking. The number of tired soldiers they use is that the sky is dark and the vision is unclear. If this section is broken, they will not be able to play."

Liang Xingli nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Zhong's magic can break this person's strategy. After all, he is a vulgar person. Even if he has some wisdom, how can he be as good as the foundation of our aristocratic families? Just one spell can destroy his plan."

Zhong Xiucai stepped to the top of the city wall, waved his hand, and a white light shot straight into the sky a hundred feet high, then turned into a white light source. The soft light quickly sprinkled down, illuminating the scene within a mile.

The white light was shining, and the night retreated. Bai Fengjiu and Du Qianxue were both surprised. Originally, this plan required the cover of the night, but now it was full of day. They were also slightly surprised. Bai Fengjiu laughed and said, "They have some methods. Liang Xingli is different from us. He has scholars under his command and multiple spells to support, which is really difficult to deal with."

Du Qianxue said lightly: "But a light source-forming technique in the form of magic is not unbreakable. This persistent spell must require the user's spirit to connect with it. As long as the spiritual connection is destroyed, the spell will naturally be destroyed without any attack. Brother Bai has the means to break the spiritual thoughts that the man stored in the spell."

Bai Fengjiu raised her eyebrows and said, "So that's it. There are such flaws in this spell, so it depends on my use."

I saw his breath flowing, and with a wave of his hand, the Four Symbol Army formation rose, and infinite vitality gathered on the sword in his hand. Then the technique of dispersing the soul turned into a black air, blending into this extremely condensed vital energy, hidden without revealing it.

The next moment, Bai Fengjiu raised his sword and waved it, and a four-color sword energy spread across the sky, and the sky thrust the day when the sky was hanging high.

Looking at the sword energy spreading across the sky, Zhong Xiucai smiled and said, "The person on the other side is a fool. My daytime art cannot be extinguished by the sword energy. Although I have no attack power, I do not interfere with it. Unless there is a specific art, it will definitely be foolproof."

Looking at the confident Zhong Xiucai, Liang Xingli showed a hint of satisfaction: "It's good, I want to see what kind of face they would look like if they couldn't defeat this technique."

But the next moment their smiles condensed on their faces, and the sword energy spread across the sky, and a sword slashed the sky and the sky, and the world returned to darkness. The next moment, there were shouts of killing, which changed Liang Xingli's face.

"Hurry up and the enemy will attack."

Liang Xingli looked ugly and quickly directed the soldiers to return to their posts, alerting to the enemy's attack, and then looked at Zhong Xiucai viciously and said, "What's going on? Didn't you say it's foolproof? How could you be killed by a sword energy?

Zhong Xiucai also looked pale at this time, and then said, "Brother Liang, it's not my fault for this. The person on the other side actually held the method of mental attack. The spiritual thoughts in my spell were broken by one blow, and if the mental thoughts were lost, the spell would lose control, and the spell would be broken."

Hearing this, Liang Xingli's face changed slightly, his face turned gloomy and looked at the dark world outside, and said angrily: "Damn it, it's really lucky to have such a means of restraining and sustaining spells."

After thinking about it, Liang Xingli looked at Zhong Xiucai and said, "Brother Zhong, since the other party has a way to crack it, your magic has greatly reduced its effect, but it is not useless. As long as they shout and kill and beat the drums, you release the art of daylight to illuminate the night sky. We can naturally see whether they are feinting or real attacks, which is at least better than keeping it in the dark."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xiucai sighed slightly, "That's all."

Next, Bai Fengjiu's army was still carrying out a tired plan, and at this time, a round of daylight would rise on the opposite side, but unfortunately it would be instantly slashed by the sword energy here and could not play much role.

Du Qianxue and Bai Fengjiu were almost rotating the army to harass, maintaining the peak combat power of the army at any time, and all the soldiers received news. Unless a special horn sound sounded, any other sound could be ignored and rested well.

In the past two days, Liang Xingli's army was completely exhausted. These monks and soldiers could not resist, and some even stood and fell asleep. During this period, Bai Fengjiu and Du Qianxue also launched several real raids, but each time they used military formation methods, and they carried out large-scale energy attacks. Then they completely mobilized Liang Xingli's army and retreated immediately without fighting hard.

Liang Xingli stood on the top of the city, his face was almost angrily spitting out fire, gritting his teeth. At this time, a scholar who converted to his command said, "Brother Liang, this matter is probably not for it. Let's leave quickly. If this continues, everyone will lose their combat power. The other party is in the dark, we are in the light, and we will suffer a great loss by simply defending."

Liang Xingli was full of anger when he heard this, and said coldly: "Let's go, where can we go? The three are missing and one is waiting for us to go out. Then they will take advantage of the victory to chase us and kill us without leaving."

"For the sake of the present, there is only one way to order the entire army to be divided into two shifts. Without my order, no one is allowed to go to war. If you need to rest, you will have a good rest. I don't believe they will continue to waste this time."

It took three days for Liang Xingli to come up with such a strategy to barely fight against the tired soldiers. It has to be said that this person's intelligence is just that. If it weren't for the support of the family, it would be impossible for him to gather so many subordinates to become the overlord of this mansion.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Bai Fengjiu had already arranged the next method. He did not do it for nothing during this period. The tired and suspicious plan were just a means to hide his real method.

Among the army surrounding the entire town on three sides, an underground passage in the center of the military formation had long been dug into the town, and the plank road was built openly to the Chencang secretly. Liang Xingli could not have imagined that Bai Fengjiu would use such a method. He had already been worried about the trick of a spear, and there were still plans below.

Every day during the day, Bai Fengjiu would raise the Four Symbol Army. It was not for no reason, but to use the earth-moving vitality in the ground to excavate passages underground. The earth-shaped vitality has a certain degree of influence on the earth, so the excavation passages are also very simple and secret. Moreover, the feint attack plan of the tired soldiers during the day and night has already exhausted Liang Xingli's army. It is naturally difficult to find someone secretly digging tunnels in the noise.

Now three days have passed, two authentic tunnels have been dug up and the exit is in a house in the city. These towns are built to imitate the town pattern of the outside world. Therefore, these folk courtyards are not completely war fortresses. These houses are not useless, but the best places to hide for street battles.

If someone fails to guard the town, lead his subordinates into the town to hide, and build various secret paths in advance. After a street battle, you can even turn defeat into victory.

Night soon came, and Bai Fengjiu and Du Qianxue met in the military camp. In a large tent, there was a sand table in front of the two of them. It was a map of Liang Xingli Town. The town was surrounded by walls, and there were only city gates on the east and west sides. Bai Fengjiu pointed at the Ximen and said, "Brother Qianxue, at midnight, the Ximen will definitely be opened. Your army is at the west gate. At that time, you must take the opportunity to rush forward. I will restrain Liang Xingli in the east and prevent him from reacting."

Du Qianxue's eyes flashed with a gleam: "Brother Bai has a way to open the West Gate,"

Once the army has only tens of thousands, the military formation method will be used to suppress all magic immediately. It is impossible to break the city gate. At this time, military strategy, conspiracy and tricks occupy an important position. Since ancient times, the role played by monks in large-scale wars has not been decisive. Humane torrents can be completely offset by magic power.

Bai Fengjiu smiled mysteriously when she heard this: "This is my secret, Brother Qianxue doesn't need to ask."

Although it was an alliance, Bai Fengjiu was not so stupid that she told everything up. She was so tactful that she didn't ask any more questions.

After the two discussed and communicated the attack signal, Du Qianxue returned alone to the other side of the siege on three sides, where his army was located.

The tired soldiers continued. Although Liang Xingli had a way to resist, the effect was only barely enough. His troops were reduced by half, and his troops seemed to be more and more worried when standing guard.

The hour arrived soon, and there were shouts of killing sounds in the west gate in the town, and then someone shouted: "The city is broken."

The roar shook the sky, and the town suddenly became boiling. At this time, Bai Fengjiu shouted: "It will be tonight when the enemy is defeated, and all the soldiers will follow me."

The Four Symbol Army formation rose, and the torrent army rushed to the town. One by one, one siege ladder quickly carried the city wall, which was only one squat-high. For these monks, it was just a leap.

Liang Xingli's face changed drastically, and he directed his scholars to the commander, "You must stop them, I will go to the west to supervise the battle."

The man turned into a blue light and flashed away, rushing towards the west quickly. At this time, Bai Fengjiu had already climbed the city wall, and there were shouts of killing around him. He held a long sword in his hand, and terrifying sword aura swept away, and soldiers fell under his sword.

Millions of huge powers condensed but did not fire, and there was no enemy under the sword. To be continued.
Chapter completed!