Ma Sanmei was sleeping. She got up when she heard the noise and asked in surprise: "Zhao Ren is here again?"
The other generals got up and thought that the Zhao people were coming to kill them.
Lin Menghan said happily: "No, King Wu will destroy the Mengshe tribe tonight, and we will watch the battle!"
Liu Yusi said in surprise: "Did King Wu personally take action?"
Lin Menghan was overjoyed and said: "King Wu captured Munro just now and wanted to recruit him to surrender, but Munro didn't know what to do. He actually dared to threaten King Wu and even mentioned the matter of Zhennan City. King Wu was furious and wanted to kill him tonight.
Fall out of the Mengshe tribe."
"Okay, stop talking and get up quickly! King Wu and the Queen have already taken the first step." .??.
The generals put on their clothes in a panic and hurried out of the cave. Li Heiniu was carrying Munro, Wei Yingju was carrying Badai, and Ya'er urged: "Let's go!"
The group of people quickly ran towards Savage Valley.
The Walled City of Mengshebu.
Young Master Meng Ang was sitting in the main hall, with his trusted generals below.
Munro has been gone for a long time and there has been no news of his return.
He also sent spies to listen for noise outside Bird Song Stream.
It was very late and there was still no news.
"Young Master, Munro may have been killed."
The generals under his command said happily.
Meng Ang disliked Munro in his heart because Munro wanted to seize the position of clan leader.
However, if Munro died in the hands of Long Chen, it would be a huge blow to the Mengshe tribe, and it would also be a huge blow to the Zhao people's military morale in resisting Ji Xianxian.
"Uncle should support me. As soon as my father died, he started targeting me."
Meng Ang really didn't want to fight among himself at this time, but he had no choice but to do so. Munro had touched Meng Ang's bottom line, and he had to inherit the position of clan leader.
"Young Master, Munro is an ambitious villain, there is no need to feel sorry for him."
The generals below supported Meng Ang, so naturally they would not feel bad about Munro being killed.
"Let everyone strengthen their defenses. If Munro dies, Long Chen will probably make a sneak attack."
The young master Meng Ang was very sober, but the generals below him did not take it seriously.
"The demon girl's troops are only 30,000, and they don't have the strength to attack."
"Yesterday Yan Tongcai killed more than 30,000 people. They
There must be a fight, and it is impossible for Long Chen to defeat him alone."
Even though the defeated soldiers who escaped yesterday said that Long Chen was very powerful, even though Long Chen killed 30,000 people with one sword, they still didn't believe it.
In fact, there are two reasons why so many were killed yesterday:
The first is that these soldiers are too ordinary. They are soldiers trained by ordinary people and have almost no cultivation.
The second is the terrain. Outside the village gate is a hillside going down. After the Storm Sword destroyed the trees, the wood was blown down by the storm and smashed down. Most of the soldiers were killed.
Even so, they still didn't believe that Long Chen could do it.
"Young Master, it's not good, Long Chen is here!"
A soldier hurried in, shouting in panic.
Young Master Munro was startled, stood up in a hurry, and shouted: "Quick, prepare for war!"
The generals under his command did not expect that Long Chen could really kill him, so they hurriedly blew the trumpets to prepare for battle.
Meng Ang ran up to the archery tower of the city wall and looked outside.
The trees in front were cut down and there was no place to stand.
I saw a handsome man wearing a blue dragon armor, holding a beautiful woman in his arms, floating in the air.
"Long Chen?"
Meng Ang guessed Long Chen's identity because he knew Ji Xianxian in his arms.
The sound of trumpets resounded throughout the walled city, and all the soldiers went up to the walled city, with their crossbows and catapults ready.
"Long Chen, I, Meng She, have no enmity or grudge against you, so why are you helping the witch?"
Young Master Meng Ang pointed at Long Chen and asked.
Long Chen's voice was like thunder, and he shouted: "No injustice or hatred? What did you do to Zhennan City!"
The sound was so loud that Meng Ang felt like his eardrums were about to be penetrated, and his whole body felt very uncomfortable.
Long Chen is really terrifying!
Young Master Meng Ang finally understood why everyone who had been to the north knew Long Chen's name.
"But you support the witch, so we can only do this."
Young Master Meng Ang felt bad. Although there were more than 50,000 soldiers inside the walled city, he felt it was still not enough.
The oppressive feeling given by Long Chen in front of him was too strong.
"Hmph, you attack ordinary people and you still dare to quibble!"
Long Chen looked down at the city walled below coldly, and could see the soldiers in the city aiming at him.
"This is not a quibble. As long as you promise not to help the witch anymore, we can stop attacking your city."
Young Master Meng Ang felt that what he said was very sincere.
Long Chen's expression turned slightly angry: "No more? You actually dare to attack again!"
Young Master Meng Ang felt that he should act more forcefully and said: "You have seen the strength of our Zhao people. If you don't stop, we will attack again!"
The general beside him pointed at Long Chen and yelled: "You son of a bitch, listen up, we Zhao people are not easy to bully. If you dare to help this witch again, we will destroy all your cities."
"Put this witch down and spare your life!"
The generals around him scolded him harshly. The young master Meng Ang held the knife at his waist and stared at Long Chen.
From behind, several shadows flew towards them. Li Heiniu carried Munro and flew beside Long Chen, Wei Yingju carried Badai, and Song Yu and three others were beside him.
Those with cultivation levels above Emperor Zun can hang in the air. When Lin Menghan and others arrived, they could only stand underneath.
There is a lot of difference between their cultivation levels, it would be great if they could catch up with Li Heiniu.
"Munro?"
"He was indeed caught."
"The poisonous man's plan failed."
"Badai? Why is Badai in their hands?"
"Put down Badai. If you dare to attack Badai, you will be cursed!"
"Fire the arrow!"
I don't know who shouted, and countless arrows roared out, attacking Long Chen.
Long Chen waved his hand gently, and a curtain wall of concentrated energy blocked the front, protecting everyone behind.
The arrows hit the zhenqi curtain wall and fell one after another.
Young Master Meng Ang and the soldiers in the walled city were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. Tens of thousands of arrows were fired.
The arrows were all blocked.
"Listen, I will give you one last chance. You have a quarter of an hour to come out and submit to the Queen of Qielan."
"In a quarter of an hour, I will destroy you all!"
In the end, Long Chen still didn't want to kill the old, weak, women and children, so he finally gave him a chance.
"We, the warriors of the Monshe tribe, will not surrender!"
The generals under his command pointed at Long Chen and cursed.
They were very scared, Long Chen was too powerful, so they scolded him even more fiercely.
Long Chen ignored it and turned to look at Badai: "You are Badai from the Mengshe tribe. I am the god of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the god from the Northern Dynasty!"
"Your mountain god can't protect you because I'm stronger, so watch out!"
There were constant scoldings in the walled city and no one came out to surrender, so there was no need to wait another quarter of an hour.
"Let me get up."
Long Chen slowly drew his sword. Ji Xianxian was worried that it would affect Long Chen's performance, so she thought about it.
"No need, it won't affect."
The moment the Storm Sword was drawn out, the wind in the mountains suddenly stopped.
"Look out, I am Long Chen, King of Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a god from the north!"
"Because you have offended this king and God, you have been punished by heaven!"
The transparent sword blade slashed hard at the walled city twice.
The storm rose from the ground, carrying the coldness, forming thousands of wind blades, overwhelming the city and rushing towards the walled city.
When the young master Meng Ang saw the Storm Sword drawn out, he suddenly became alert.
He had never seen the Storm Sword, but he could feel the terrifying pressure.
"I."
For a moment, Young Master Meng Ang felt that he should surrender, but before he could finish speaking, the Storm Sword had already been waved.
The storm suddenly rose, and the young master Meng Ang felt that the world was spinning and he hit a wooden pile hard.
It hurts.
Young Master Meng Ang wanted to get up, but where was his hand?
Meng Ang and the generals were facing Long Chen. When the wind blade suddenly rose, they were split into pieces by the wind blade, their blood was blown into mist by the wind, and the seemingly solid city collapsed instantly.
