"Okay, okay. Anyway, when you saw the dead and injured craftsmen in the Tianzhen Tower, you felt uncomfortable. Why don't you go out and lead the army to fight a few battles, just to calm your mood?" Qi Xin sat next to Xia Jie.
, and said naggingly: "Those senior brothers and sisters of yours say that cultivators are compassionate. Hahahaha, this is the first time I have heard of the word 'compassion'. But Xia Jie, you are a great witch.
Ah, you can't be like them, being lukewarm and losing all the flavor of a man."
He gently rubbed Xia Jie's face with his small hand. Xia Jie smiled bitterly. He grabbed Bai and squeezed it gently, making Bai look like a 'thinker'. He sighed: "Those
The craftsmen are pitiful. I can't bear to see them die without any bones left, but because of the king's order..." After sighing, Xia Jie looked ahead and said gloomily: "The northwest rebels, they don't know how many people will die.
Humans? If this battle continues, even if they win, how many people in the northwest countries will be left alive?"
Touching the Xuanwu carapace that was crawling forward with its four legs, Qi Xin twisted her mouth and sneered: "Northwestern Hou? How can they win?"
Xia Jie glared at her and said angrily: "Tell Qingmin not to use her too vicious voodoo."
Qi Xin suddenly lost her energy. She leaned against Xia Jie feebly and spat out a bubble of saliva. Then she said with a sad face: "Aren't you allowed to use too powerful voodoo? Then, Li Wudian
With so many great witches, they can only help you heal injured soldiers? What's the point of that?" Not only Qi Xin, but also Qing Ming, who followed Xuanwu on a black horned lizard, had a small face.
His whole body collapsed, and his face became extremely gloomy.
While running, suddenly a scout wearing a light bow and riding a deer-shaped mount rushed over in front of him. From a distance, the scout shouted: "Tianhou, Tianwei, the rebels have broken through."
Taizhou leads to Moyunguan Pass in the northwest. Lieutenant Xing Tian and others are leading a large army to attack the city. After three days of attacking, Moyunguan Pass was not captured, and we suffered more than 10,000 casualties!"
Xia Jie stared blankly at the rushing scout and said blankly: "Red Star?"
In an instant, Xia Jie's body trembled, and his slightly demented eyes returned to clarity. Taking a long breath, Xia Jie calmed down and asked: "Has Moyunguan been captured by the rebels? Who is leading the rebels?
?" Qi Xin gently held Xia Jie's hand and squeezed it hard. Seeing Xia Jie's loss of consciousness, Qi Xin couldn't help but feel distressed. She whispered in a low voice: "Bai Jie, you bitch.
, please don’t be caught by me, otherwise you will be unable to survive or die. Well, it must be you who killed Chi Ming, and Xia Jie is so sad.”
The scout jumped off his mount, knelt down on the roadside and said loudly: "Tianhou, among the flags of the rebels, in addition to the flag of the Northwest Marquis, there is also the flag of Feitianhou of Taizhou in the northwest."
"Feitianhou's military flag?" Xia Jie and a group of Xingtian family generals exclaimed at the same time. Xia Jie angrily punched Xuanwu's back armor and said angrily: "Feitianhou is here, then, Yi Hao and the others
It must be here. They have colluded with Bai Zhi, so the rebellion in the northwest..."
Xuanwu turned his head and said angrily: "Xia Jie baby, why did you hit me?" Opening his big mouth, Xuanwu chewed the fruit in his mouth for a while, swallowed the pulp, and spit the core at Xia Jie.
Xia Jie came back to his senses after being sprayed in the face with fruit cores. He sneered: "The whole army speeds up and rushes to Moyung Pass to cooperate with Lieutenant Xing Tian and others to attack Moyung Pass." He sneered and said: "Northwest No. 1
First pass, the military town in Taizhou in the northwest of Daxia, which was used to control the northwest vassal states, was captured by the rebels so easily. Hehe, the fertile weather played a major role in this."
After entering the territory of Taizhou in Daxia for hundreds of miles from the vast northwest wilderness, a mountain range from north to south divides the territory of Taizhou into east and west parts. There are dozens of large and small passages in this mountain range that connect Taizhou and the northwest. Among them
The most important one, which directly connects the Taizhou capital "Qiyun City" and the capital of Dayu Kingdom in the northwest, is a huge castle with 200,000 troops stationed all year round - Moyunguan. Moyunguan is the largest castle in Taizhou.
It is an important commercial hub and tax center, and it is also an important eyes and ears for Daxia to monitor the northwest countries.
Moyunguan is built on a hillside, overlooking the commercial road in the valley. From the bottom of the valley, there is only a tunnel no more than ten feet wide that leads to the Moyunguan city gate thousands of feet high on the hillside. It is really an easy task.
It is a difficult-to-defend location. In addition, Moyung Pass has been surrounded by various vicious witchcraft restrictions and traps set up by generations of guards for countless years. Even high-ranking witches, few dare to attack Moyung Pass head-on.
When Xia Jie and the others rushed to Moyunguan, they happened to see several military flags fluttering in the wind above the hundred-foot-high city wall of Moyunguan on the steep hillside. In the fertile weather, the flags of the northwest were clearly in sight. And groups of groups
The ant-like sergeants were struggling to climb up the steep hillside towards Moyung Pass. From time to time, Moyun Pass dropped a few boulders, easily beating large areas of the sergeants to pulp.
Xia Jie was angry. He pointed at the soldiers who were being pushed by the supervising team to attack Moyung Pass and shouted: "Isn't this letting the soldiers die in vain? Where is Xingtian Dafeng?"
After patting Xuanwu's head, Xuanwu understood and strode into the valley. On the hillside opposite Moyunguan, Xia Jie found Xingtian Thirteen, Xingtian Dafeng and others who were stationed here in the general camp. When they met,
, Xia Jie shouted: "Grandpa Thirteen, brother Xingtian, you can't attack the city like this!"
Xingtian Dafeng looked at Xia Jie with a sad face and muttered: "Don't look for me, my military power was all taken away by Grandpa Thirteen, don't look for me!"
Xingtian Thirteen, on the other hand, sat in the military tent behind the big case in a grand manner, and said carelessly: "Xia Jie, you don't understand my magical calculations. These siegeers are not soldiers, they are captured by me from the northwest."
The people of the country, Jiejie." Xingtian Thirteen said proudly: "I forced these rebellious people to die at the hands of their own soldiers. The resentment is soaring to the sky. Didn't you see that there is already floating on the top of Moyunguan City?
Is there a layer of black energy? When this resentment becomes strong enough, I will ask people to use witchcraft to open mountains and crack rocks, and kill the bastards in the city in one go."
Xia Jie took a breath and asked a little depressed: "Then, how many people need to die?"
Xingtian Thirteen counted with his fingers for a while, and said happily: "Well, it's almost done. In the three days since you didn't come, I have already driven nearly a million people up to die. Once we gather the number of millions, we can almost shake it."
Those prohibitions and witchcraft formations outside Moyung Pass. Damn it, I want all the hundreds of thousands of rebels in the city to go eat stones in the belly of the mountain."
Xia Jie's eyes twitched for a while, and just as he was about to say something, a thunderous roar came from the opposite hillside: "You bastards of Daxia, isn't it enough for you to bully our people? In the past few days, you have been wronged
How many of our people have you killed? Wow, oh, oh, oh, whoever has the guts, come and fight me to the death!"
The people in the military tent looked at me and I looked at you. At the same time, they squeezed out of the military tent and looked towards the small piece of flat ground at the gate of Moyunguan City on the opposite hillside. They saw a man wearing a gold crown and silver armor.
A young man riding a wild sand triangular bull unique to the northwest was galloping back and forth on the flat land with great force.
When the young man saw someone showing up in the handsome tent on the hillside here, he immediately shouted: "You bastards of Daxia, don't have any wishful thinking. You want to use the resentment of these people who died to bombard you."
Do you think we are stupid to protect the city of Moyunguan? Those grievances have been resolved by us a long time ago. If you want Moyunguan, it is easy, just force it with a knife and a gun. You are playing tricks.
, not a hero."
Xing Tianshi San was so angry that his face trembled, and he shouted angrily: "Fuck!"
With an angry shout, the invisible wave rushed towards the opposite hillside. The young man was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by the invisible wave that Xing Tian Thirteen drank. He was blown hundreds of feet like a straw man and hit the city gate with his head.
, was stabbed by the sharp metal protrusion on the city gate, and his brain was split open, and he seemed to be dead.
Xingtian Thirteen looked like he was simply shouting, but in fact he was casting an extremely weird witchcraft that specifically used sound waves to hurt people. This sound wave specifically entered the inside of an object and shattered the target's internal structure.
An extremely sinister method. However, the witchcraft issued by the Eight Cauldrons and Eight Stars of the Thirteen True Cauldrons of Xingtian hit the mountain near Moyunguan, but not even a speck of dust was stirred up. Only the hillside was visible.
A faint light flashed through, and all sounds disappeared.
Qi Xin opened her mouth in surprise: "Ah? I heard that there are ninety-nine and eighty-one cities in Daxia, including Anyi City, just like our Witch Palace. They were built by the ancient Witch God himself. With our current situation,
The strength of the great witch is indestructible, and it seems to be true. Is this Moyunguan Pass one of the eighty-one city gates?"
Xingtian Thirteen said with great anger: "Who says it's not the case? If it were an ordinary city, if I hit it with one palm, the city and the people in the city would become fans. But a level like Moyunguan left over from ancient times, damn it
…”
He pointed at the valley between the two hillsides and said angrily: "This valley is narrow. It is good for trade and travel on weekdays, but if it is used for fighting, the attackers will suffer. The valley can accommodate less than five people at most.
Thousands of soldiers are lined up in a row, and it is impossible to mobilize enough soldiers to attack the city." He sighed: "There is another huge ancient witch formation in Moyun Pass. Within a thousand miles, there are no witches who have not reached the high level.
It can't fly at all, which is a big trouble."
After talking for a while, Xingtian Thirteen became more and more angry and said: "If there were a little more flat ground under the mountain, I would escort a million people at once to slaughter them. Using their souls as a guide, I could split the mountain... But this valley
It's so big, not to mention one million people, but ten thousand people have to climb up in batches."
Xia Jie was stunned. After a long time, he said helplessly: "Well, ancestors..." He glanced at the group of old men from the Xingtian family who were sitting next to the military tent, drinking and having fun.
Xingtian Thirteen spread his hands helplessly: "Even if our ancestors took action in person, at least a million people would have to make blood sacrifices to break through the mountain. If I, Xingtian Thirteen, do it... humph..." Xingtian Thirteen was annoyed.
Ran said: "My skill in killing people is one of the best in today's Great Xia, but what about this kind of witchcraft and sorcery... Hehe."
After laughing a few times, Xia Jie looked at Moyunguan Pass on the opposite hillside with a little worry. The clouds were steaming, and Moyunguan Pass seemed to be built directly above the clouds. The city walls and eaves were looming in the clouds and mist. It was worthy of the word "Moyun Pass". Northwest Hour
, Feitianhou's military flag was flying on the top of the city, and hundreds of soldiers in golden armor stood under the flag, pointing in his direction.
If we don't capture Moyung Pass, we don't know how many rebels there are in the pass. Can these few troops of ours go deep into the northwest countries to quell the rebellion?
Especially in the northwest, Feitianhou's military flag is here. If we capture Moyun Pass, maybe we can capture the leaders of the two rebels? This makes it even more impossible to let go of Moyung Pass.
My head hurts, it's like a thorn stuck in my throat. I can't swallow it, and I can't take it out. Especially this thorn has a strong and tempting smell of meat, so you can't help but think about it.
.This smell is unpleasant, unpleasant!
Such a solid city protected by the ancient witch formation is impossible to conquer with ordinary methods. The many witch formation restrictions inside and outside the city will greatly weaken the power of the attacking party's witchcraft. This is completely unfair and simple.
The battlefield where the defending army has an advantage. Unless there is something that has huge lethality, but does not fall into the category of witchcraft, and will not be greatly weakened by the witch formation...
"Uh!!!" Xia Jie turned around and glanced at Qi Xin, who happened to be looking at him with a smile.
After a slight collision with Qixin's subtle eyes, Xia Jie turned his head hastily. Isn't it too scary? If the gang of lunatics from the Poison Palace were to take action, if they were not careful, there might not be anyone left in Moyun Pass? What if?
It’s fine that the city is full of rebels, but are there still civilians in the city? If all the people in the city are Dongyi people, Xia Jie can kill them, and he still has a blood feud with them. But the residents in the city are all
They were the people of Daxia. This made Xia Jie a little soft-hearted and unable to do anything.
Xia Jie was worrying here when Qi Xin suddenly said in a crisp voice: "Okay, Thirteenth Lieutenant of Xingtian, you can lead an army to attack the city yourself. I have led the great witch from Li Wu Palace and will support you from behind.
of."
Xing Tian Shisan's eyes lit up, and he asked happily: "Does Li Wu Zun take it seriously?" He also thought of the frightening voodoo in the Poison Palace under Li Wu Palace.
Qi Xin nodded vigorously, and laughed softly with a mysterious smile: "The Thirteenth Lieutenant of Xingtian just worry about attacking the city. It is actually not difficult to capture Moyung Pass. I will take action personally, you
What are you still afraid of?"
Xia Jie blinked his eyes quickly. He smelled some conspiracy in Qi Xin's words. However, it was Xing Tian Thirteen who suffered the loss anyway, so there was no need for him to speak, right?
A quarter of an hour later, Xingtian Thirteen carefully selected eight thousand extremely powerful wizards, put on the most sophisticated armor, and asked the wizards accompanying the army to densely impose hundreds of layers of wizardry restrictions on them to resist arrows.
, the damage caused by the witchcraft, and then he rushed up the hillside at the lead.
Holding a shield in his left hand and waving a heavy battle ax in his right hand, Xing Tian Thirteen shouted happily: "Wuzun Li, just feel free to strike boldly. Even if a bit of voodoo leaks outside the city occasionally, I won't do it."
If you are afraid, just attack with all your strength!"
Less than a cup of tea later, Xing Tian Shisan's happy cries turned into howls of incomparable resentment: "Xin Xin doll, you, you, you have wronged me!"
Moyun closed, all kinds of crossbows, and various witchcraft rained down on the bodies of Xingtian Thirteen and the eight thousand warriors. The witchcraft restrictions on their bodies were shattered, their armors were smashed, and their bodies were covered with scars.
It was bleeding. What was even more miserable was that all the limbs were broken and transparent holes were made in the body.
At this time, Qi Xin led tens of thousands of the great shamans of Li Wu Palace to take action.
Bright blue rays of light enveloped Xingtian Thirteen and his group. They had wounds on their bodies, which healed immediately; their limbs were broken and broken, and when the green light passed by, the limbs returned to their bodies again.
; Their bodies were punched with transparent holes, and more blue light shone down, and their bodies healed rapidly. Some even had their heads chopped off by axes flying down from the city, and their heads were also streaked with blue.
Wrapped in light, they forcibly returned to their bodies and their bodies grew back together.
He fell down and stood up again. Braving the hail of bullets, he rushed forward one after another, like an immortal little warrior. Eight thousand and one warriors used their blood and courage at Moyun Pass to unleash the most spectacular event in the history of the Great Xia War.
Scene. Unable to be chopped down, unable to be chopped down, and able to stand up after falling. Even if the body is blown to pieces by the vicious witchcraft, the great witches of Li Witch Palace work together to do it, and they can still take advantage of the moment when their souls are not scattered.
, to reunite their bodies and restore their souls to their possessions again.
Xingtian Thirteen stood stupidly at the gate of Moyunguan. Sad wounds kept appearing on his body, splattering large tracts of blood. However, the wounds healed instantly, and the spilled blood was quickly reborn in his body.
The blood spurting out from his body has dyed the ground nearly a thousand feet in radius red, and a small pond about a foot deep has accumulated under his feet, but he didn't even feel dizzy caused by excessive blood loss.
No swelling at all.
He stood just below the city gate of Moyunguan with such incomparable courage. Dozens of the most powerful witches in Moyunguan were busy blasting all kinds of the most vicious witchcraft at Xingtian Thirteen. But Xingtian Thirteen
Third, Xingtian Thirteen, who did not mention the witchcraft to protect him at all, refused to fall down. He just stood like this, with blood and flesh spraying out for a long distance from his body, but he refused to fall down.
Led by Qing Yuan, two sacrificial witches from Li Wu Palace, four royal witches and hundreds of great witches joined forces to use witchcraft to treat Xingtian Thirteen's injuries. No matter how powerful the witchcraft on the city was, facing Li Wu
With the powerful medical team composed of 30% of the elites in the palace, it would be difficult for Xingtian Thirteen to die even if he wanted to!
Xing Tian Thirteen trembled, he slowly raised the ax in his hand, and watched blankly as the eight thousand carefully selected warriors behind him struggled to get up again and again in the hail of bullets, and watched them fall again and again.
Although he was fatally injured, he still got up vigorously. Xingtian Thirteen wailed: "Yixin, Li Wuzun! I, Xingtian Thirteen, have been in the world for hundreds of years, and I'm going to die this time!"
Angrily, he struck the city gate of Moyunguan with an axe, and Xingtian Thirteen roared: "Brothers, attack the city! Attack the city for me! Leave no chickens or dogs behind, kill them all!"
The veins on Xing Tian Shisan's forehead were beating rapidly. He was so angry, so angry that he was actually fooled by a teenage girl...
The rebels in Moyun Pass are destined to face terrible ravages... It is destined!
