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1515. Chapter 1515: Heavy loss

Afterwards, several people fought out together. Liu Huai, Li Shan, the old dean and others immediately couldn't hold it anymore. The opponent's masters were so numerous that they quickly suppressed themselves and fell immediately. The nine people were almost lined up.

A straight line swept across Qianqiu. It directly swept away all the people on the city wall. Just three of them and hundreds of monks couldn't stop the opponent's attack. With nine conjoined people, the defense alone was already very powerful.

of.

The old dean turned his head and ran away. Liu Huai and Li Shan, with a large number of monks, were still carrying it hard, and everyone was injured. Liu Huai's body was even scarred with three swords and six holes, and blood kept flowing down the city wall.

There were corpses all over the ground. This battle tonight was destined to be famous all over the world. Just when everyone was holding on to death, the voice of the old dean came: "Get out of the way...the magic crystal cannon is ready!"

Wow…

When everyone heard this, they all moved out of the way. Behind everyone, a magic crystal cannon was ready. The old dean held the magic crystal cannon. With a thought, there was a loud bang, which instantly hit the defenses of the nine people.

above.

Boom...

Three of the nine people were instantly blown away, and three of them were knocked to the ground. Only King Zhao Ling, Luo Fu, and Elder Rogge were still standing there. However, they were also uncomfortable, being unable to defend themselves against the powerful magic crystal cannon.

There was a loud bang, and they felt a heavy feeling in their chests.

Poof...

A burst of blood spurted out. King Zhao Ling grinned and said: "The magic crystal cannon is nothing more than that. Elder Luofu, follow me and kill..."

"Kill!" The three of them rushed out again.

The monks of Wuhuan Sect were completely dumbfounded. They were able to withstand the bombardment of the magic crystal cannon. This was simply a perverted existence. The monks scattered one after another, leaving three elders still holding on.

The battle lasted all night, and the winner was not decided until the early morning of the next day. The Nanlan Sect captured Pluto City at a cost of more than 30,000 people. Elder Liu Huai was seriously injured, Elder Li Shan was slightly injured, and the old dean

Coma. Niu Zhentian died, and only less than 5,000 of the nearly 30,000 men in Pluto City were left. Poppy and Gululu slowly advanced toward Wucheng with more than 5,000 defeated soldiers...

A night of fighting seemed to have wiped out everyone's will. Of course, this battle also destroyed the momentum of the Nanlan Sect disciples. If King Zhao Ling hadn't shown his power in the end, he injured three of them with one blow.

As an elder, it is estimated that Nanlan Sect may not be able to win Pluto City.

Although the Nanlan Sect won, King Zhao Ling was not feeling well because he had paid too heavy a price. The magic crystal cannon killed three elders with one shot, seriously injured three others, and half of Luofu and Rogge were also crippled.

Can you bear it yourself?

A few injuries. A night of fighting seriously injured his soul. Of the 50,000 soldiers and horses, more than 30,000 died, leaving only more than 10,000. Half of the 10,000 Nanlan Sect disciples also died. Such a tragic price

, who dares to attack Wucheng?

King Zhao Ling stood blankly at the city gate. The corpses piled up at the city gate almost blocked the entire city gate. Not only the city gate, but also a kilometer outside the city were covered with corpses. On top of the city wall, a tall figure attracted people.

Many people gathered. King Zhao Ling slowly walked up the city wall and looked at

He was immediately shocked by the remains of Niu Zhentian. This was really a general that shocked the whole world, and he was a respectable general. He still stood on the city wall until the moment he died. He used a team of more than a hundred people to

It delayed its own attack and covered the retreat of the large army.

When the wind carried dust and blew into Niu Zhentian's hair, the blood had solidified. His face was still neat and tidy, with a peaceful smile on his face. He still held the Guan Gong sword in his left hand, and there was still blood on the blade.

It is still dripping, and the right hand is holding the corner of the Wuhuan flag, in the east

Under the white sky, I could carefully see a few flies circling the general's body. The cold light on the armor reflected the coagulated blood. The sky slowly brightened. Niu Zhentian's face was illuminated by the light. Although it was already morning, the sky

It was still gray, and a few drops of rain fell down, falling softly on his face.

At this time, several wild beasts in the jungle were attracted. They were wandering around the corpses outside, picking up the easy-to-kill corpses. The once glorious soldiers were now lying on this desolate land, being torn apart by ferocious birds and beasts.

Get dressed.

King Zhao Ling looked up at the gray sky. At this time, a thunderous thunder streaked across the sky, and then raindrops fell. Regardless of his pain, Elder Luofu hurriedly walked over and said: "Sect Master, it's raining.

Let’s go into town!”

"No!" King Zhao Ling shook his head. He looked up at the sky. The rain fell on his face and the corners of his eyes, and slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes, like tears, but they were not tears. Maybe,

At this moment, King Zhao Ling was also pretending to be himself. His tears were mixed with the rain, and he tried his best not to cry out. He said softly: "I am guilty, and I want to atone."

"Sect Master, war always kills people." Elder Luofu sighed.

"I made them take away my young life." King Zhao Ling said helplessly: "If it weren't for me, there wouldn't be such a situation."

"Sect Master, he is a warrior, and they are disciples of the Nanlan Sect. This is their fate."

King Zhao Ling did not speak for a long time, and the rain in the sky became heavier and heavier. Elder Luofu stayed with him all the time, and the rain fell on the two of them. It is not known how long it took. King Zhao Ling gritted his teeth and said: "Order

, let people bury the other side's soldiers with lavish burials, and no one is allowed to search them, and no one is allowed to do anything to insult the corpses!"

"Yes!" Elder Luofu nodded immediately.

Soon, the soldiers of Nanlan Sect began to clean up the corpses on the battlefield. The residents of Pluto City were frightened out of their wits during this battle. When they saw the piles of corpses in the city, they could not imagine how many corpses there were outside the city. Pluto City

Almost all the residents in the city stayed at home for several days and nights, refusing to go out. The entire city seemed like a ghost town, with no trace of anyone.

King Zhao Ling left from the city wall, and the soldiers began to collect the corpses on the wall, and carried these people off the wall with strong frames. After King Zhao Ling left, Niu Zhentian's body was still standing there upright, with his left hand still holding

Holding Guan Gong's sword, he held the Wuhuanzong flag tightly in his right hand, looking into the distance, as if he was waiting for someone, and seemed to be expecting someone. Waiting for that person's return.

Water droplets flowed from his eyes. They were not tears, but rain. The blood stains on the sword beside him had disappeared and looked very sharp and hard. Just like him, he never shed tears. After a while, the rain stopped and a rainbow appeared.

It lit up from the horizon, as if the Emperor of Heaven had descended. However, that rainbow flashed by, and no one noticed it. He still stood there, like weeds on the battlefield, so lonely and desolate.

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At this time, Wucheng has become an isolated city, losing three cities in three days. This has never happened before. The world that Chen Xiao worked so hard to conquer was completely defeated by himself in three days. Ming Ming

Xue was very sad and sad. She couldn't imagine what she should do in the next days. Facing the siege of lions and tigers, what could she do with a weak head?

When the soldiers carried the unconscious old dean and the seriously injured elder Liu Huai back to Wucheng, everyone was dumbfounded. Mingyue couldn't help crying. As soon as Mingyue cried, Tang Yan and Ming Xue also followed.

She burst into tears. The three girls cried together, just like a mourning hall. Sun Simiao looked solemn, frowned and said: "Now that things have come to a close, we must make a safe plan."

"Elder Sun, what do you think we should do?" Ming Xue asked hurriedly.

"For now, there is only one place we can go." Sun Simiao sighed and said: "We have no choice but to return to Wuhuan City. Wuhuan City has a natural barrier and the protection of the Wuhuan people. I believe that He Zhentian and

King Zhao Ling doesn’t dare to mess around.”

"Elder Sun." Li Shan stood up and gritted his teeth and said: "We must defend Wucheng. We have sacrificed the lives of so many soldiers, how can we retreat at such a critical moment?"

"Yes, I also agree to defend." Yu Meiren gritted her teeth and said: "After several wars, we have lost more than 100,000 soldiers. If we hand over Wucheng to others, can we be worthy of those dead soldiers?"

Sun Simiao sighed and said: "I know everyone's mood, and I, like you, want to defend Wucheng. However, if we really die here, what will Wuhuanzong do? As the saying goes, the green mountains are left behind.

We don’t have to worry about running out of firewood, as long as our foundation is still there, we can start all over again one day.”

"Having said that, we are not willing to give in." Yu Meiren gritted her teeth. Niu Zhentian led more than a hundred people to drag the opponent's attack, and covered more than 5,000 people to retreat. In the end, Niu Zhentian and more than a hundred remaining soldiers all

Dying in Pluto City was a great irritation to Poppy. This guy decided to stay in Wucheng no matter what, even if he died. Even if he died, he would die standing like Niu Zhentian.

Soon, everyone had different opinions. Some supported staying and defending the city, while others supported leaving. Just when everyone was in a stalemate, news came from outside. Mingyue hurried in and said: "There are 12,000 monks in the Monk Academy.

Students are petitioning outside!”

"Petition?" Ming Xue was stunned, and she hurriedly led everyone out. Outside the sect master's house, more than 10,000 students stood neatly. When they saw Ming Xue coming out, the leading representatives immediately said: "

Sect Master, on behalf of the more than 10,000 students of the Monk Academy, I ask you to let us go to the battlefield. Although we are not strong, we can pick up weapons and fight like ordinary warriors."

"No, you are still young. Your task is to practice hard and reach a certain level of strength before you can go on the battlefield." Ming Xue refused without hesitation.


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