Chapter 849: Ending: Come out and mess around sooner or later! 7
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Chapter 849: Ending: Sooner or later, you will have to pay back if you come out to hang out! (7)
Ending: Sooner or later, you will have to pay back if you come out to hang out! (7)
Chuyang City, Imperial Palace.
Gu Yueming quietly listened to the report from his subordinates, and immediately raised his body to the side, raising a ferocious smile on his lips. The scars on his face also twisted like a ferocious insect, and his originally enchanting face appeared a little bit...
Terrible.
"Send the order, mobilize all the troops to rush to the south gate, and use the people of Chu Chengyang as human shields for me. I want to see if they are going to shoot their own people with arrows!" With a sneer, he dodged and rushed out of the palace.
, "As things stand, look for me at the west city gate!"
Soon, a large number of troops and people appeared at the south gate.
When the Chu army saw the people who were pushed to the front, they were all so angry that they wanted to bite their teeth into pieces.
"retreat!"
Although Zheng Keqiang was resentful, he had no choice but to order the troops to withdraw.
Ask him to shoot arrows at his own people, and he will never be able to do it!
"shoot!"
However, the soldiers guarding the city showed no mercy at all. Taking advantage of the people's physical rejection, they unceremoniously shot the arrows in their hands at the Chu troops who had already reached the base of the city wall but had to turn around and retreat.
The arrows stabbed out one by one.
The big rocks were smashed down one by one.
Oilwood pillars whizzed down one by one...
Looking at the Chu army who was stabbed by arrows, at the Chu army whose heads were smashed with blood by big rocks, at the Chu army that was devoured by the flames on the oilwood pillars... the eyes of the common people were all filled with tears.
"Kill me, don't retreat, kill us!"
"Kill us, kill these damn demons!"
…
The people cried and shouted one after another.
If their death could bring back the peace of Chuyang City, they would be willing that it would be them who died, not the soldiers who died under the arrows of these demons to save them.
The Chu army finally retreated a stone's throw away, leaving corpses all over the ground, with a total loss of 30%.
The already small number of soldiers and horses was once again reduced sharply.
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West City Gate.
Although there are only more than 5,000 people outside the city, these are all experts compared to ordinary city defenders, especially among them, there are many strong men above the Silver Realm.
For them, the city wall, which is several feet high, is too big a problem.
A breach soon opened in the west city gate, and it was about to fall.
In mid-air, a cold bang suddenly came.
Several rays of purple light flashed, and they were about to rush to the city gate. Several decent people who opened the city gate were immediately hit, vomiting blood and fell to the ground.
A purple shadow flashed past, and a person landed on the battlement as lightly as a roc.
Gu Yueming looked down at the people under the city wall with contempt in his eyes.
"After being bloodbathed by Xiao Yao, the so-called decent sect has fallen to this point. It's such a pity... What a pity!"
"Gu Yueming, you are a despicable and evil person, you have done all the unscrupulous things, today I will do justice for God!" Qiuyang Zhenren flew up, waved the dust in his hand, and suddenly there was a golden light towards Gu Yueming.
The moon comes roaring.
The corners of his lips were slightly pulled upwards coldly.
Gu Yueming raised his right hand, and when he lowered it, a purple lightsaber appeared in his palm, lightly catching the golden light.
Suddenly, the golden light shattered.
Taking a step forward casually, the tip of the sword pierced the void. In the blink of an eye, Gu Yueming had arrived in front of Master Qiuyang, and the tip of the sword mercilessly stabbed the vital part of Master Qiuyang's chest.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
In mid-air, a low voice sounded.
A golden Zen staff stabbed out of the void silently, blocking the tip of Gu Yueming's sword.