"What did the Marquis do?" Zhebie saw Li Wenhao suddenly leaving and ran back curiously, without any awareness of the scars he had just uncovered.
"I don't know. You must have discovered something, right?" Ashnakan smiled without any sign of anger.
Zhebie grew up in the paradise-like Nikatu tribe, so he was naturally relatively simple. He, who grew up in the royal court, was not the same type of person at all.
Although Zhebie now has hatred in his heart, he is still straightforward and simple.
Do you really want to tell Zhebie about his life experience?
At this moment, Ashnakan hesitated.
"Puff," Li Wenhao transformed into a faint shadow, floating quickly on the sand.
According to the small black dots hidden in the sand on the ten-mile sand table, he held a three-pointed golden black spear in his hand, just like laying fish in the river, inserting it into the sand from time to time, and when the spear was pulled out, a spurt of blood came out.
His speed was very fast, and he arrived at the edge of Mocheng in a short time, and all the hidden sentries for more than ten miles around were cleared.
The ancient desert city was quiet in the night, with scattered firelights and a few soldiers on the top of the city.
"Thankfully the Shili Sand Table has been upgraded, otherwise I would have been discovered!" Li Wenhao stopped and took advantage of the darkness to quickly move fifty black iron cannons and aim them at the city wall.
I feel a little lucky that I noticed these secret whistles one step ahead of time.
The people of the Sand Tribe have dry skin and no odor. If they are hidden in the sand, even the sense of smell of the Gale Wolf Rider will be difficult to detect.
If it is really discovered, it will be a big trouble.
After all, the teleportation point and the teleportation gate are connected. With a certain activation time, reinforcements are likely to be sent from the Dilan plane.
So in this sneak attack, speed is the key.
As for blowing up the teleportation point, there is no need to think about it at this time, it will definitely not succeed.
If it were successful, the top of the city would not look like this.
Li Wenhao squatted in the middle of the fifty black iron cannons, quietly observing the movement at the top of the city. At the same time, his mental power reached out and landed on the fifty black iron cannons.
Each spiritual imprint glowed faintly under the night light, like a group of sand scorpions crawling on the ground.
On the top of the city, several Sha tribe officers could be vaguely seen walking around.
"Brother, when the co-captain left, he gave you the token to control the devil's vine. Why don't we take advantage of the opportunity to pick some fruits to eat?" Kuroda Geng was a little fat man. Looking at his elder brother, he almost drooled.
"Vice Captain Kuroda, the fruits of the Devil's Vine are so precious. Let's try some. Brothers have been stuck at the bottleneck for a long time."
"After the fruits of the devil's vine mature, they must be turned in according to the rules. It is not our turn at all. This opportunity is too rare."
"Yeah, if you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid you won't even be able to smell the fruit."
After Kuroda Geng finished speaking, several trusted generals around him started to persuade him as if they had made an appointment.
"Nonsense, the captain gave me the token to prevent foreign enemies from attacking the city and mobilize the devil's vines to defend the city. How could you use it so easily? Do you think the captain wouldn't find out afterward?"
The deputy captain of the 7th Wing, Kuroda Kiba, was a fat man who was a bit bigger than his younger brother. He scolded him with a dark face, and then looked out of the city with great regret.
In fact, like his younger brother, he didn't want to secretly pick a few fruits, but no foreign enemies invaded, so he didn't dare to use them even if he wanted to.
"How great would it be if a few horse thieves came to attack the city?" Kuroda Ya sighed leisurely, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he seemed to see something.
"Horse thieves, you can't even see a bird for fifty miles around here. Where did the horse thieves come from?"
Kuroda Geng stood behind him and did not notice anything unusual about his brother. He muttered something in a low voice, which was considered as speaking what everyone was thinking.
"Shut up, everyone. There seems to be some movement to the west?"
Kuroda Ya turned his head and growled, then stretched out his hand and took out a palm-sized green token from his arms.
The material of the token is very strange, it looks a bit like wood, but it has a metallic light, and a black vine with teeth and claws is painted on it.
"The secret whistle didn't send a signal, what's going on?" Kuroda Geng didn't care at first, then looked outside for a while, and gradually opened his mouth wider and wider.
"Big, big brother, he's a cavalryman!"
"Boom, boom, boom," under the night, six thousand camel cavalry appeared, like a black blanket, spread out flatly.
"It's the Iron Camel Cavalry, it's ours!"
"That shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't they all be attacking the city now? Why are you back so suddenly?"
"No, even if it's one of our own, the whistle should send a signal!"
"Boom boom boom!"
Before Kuroda Ya and the others could figure out what was going on, suddenly dozens of flowers burst out with dazzling light from close range under the city, and then their bodies felt pain, as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and they flew into the air.
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Kuroda tried his best to activate his spiritual armor, but his body was thrown far away by the impact of the explosion.
When he landed and finally woke up, all he could hear was the sound of rumbling explosions, war horses trampling the ground, and loud screams.
"Quick, send a signal for help, damn, where is my token?"
Kuroda Ya yelled, got up and ran back. He lost the Devil's Vine Token.
"Boom, boom, boom,"
There was another series of dazzling flames, and Kuroda Ya had just ran back a dozen steps when he was blown backwards again.
"Damn it, what the hell is this, a magic fireball?"
Kuroda climbed out of the ruins in disgrace. Every part of his body was in pain. Even though he was a quasi-fifth-level general, he was hit by two cannonballs in a row and was still dizzy.
"Done, call it a day, legion's technical killing halo!"
Outside the West City, Li Wenhao put away the still-smoking black iron cannon, threw a legion skill, and then, carrying a long gun, he was the first to rush towards the gap in the collapsed city wall.
"Kill, the city wall has been destroyed by the Marquis!"
"I'm trying to steal someone's head. I'm going too slow and I'm hungry!"
"Wahaha, Lord Marquis is mighty!"
The 12,000 death camp soldiers behind him jumped off their camels and launched a charge happily.
This kind of siege battle in which the city wall is completely collapsed before the people can get to them is like giving away military merits for nothing. They are afraid that they will run too slowly and not be able to grab the head.
"Don't just grab heads, rush in!"
Li Wenhao swung his spear and killed several sand clan generals who were blocking the way. Following the information provided by Shan Geng, he headed towards the teleportation point.
"okay!"
"Master Hou, your cannon is so awesome!"
Zhebie and Ashinakan, two sharpshooters, were also very fast on their feet. They shouted excitedly while setting up their bows and shooting arrows, specially picking generals to kill.
This kind of battle is so enjoyable, it's almost not difficult.
"Kill, rush in!"
"Run fast, don't block the road!"
The sand soldiers near the city wall were either buried under the rubble or were so shaken that they had no power to resist.
The soldiers of the death camp behind him rushed forward, "kicked and banged", and slashed violently, causing heads to roll.
"Come in with me!"
Qiao Lang kicked over several soldiers blocking the road, jumping like grasshoppers, jumping in, running too slowly, but jumping too fast.
The entire battlefield was a complete one-sided massacre, and it went smoothly beyond everyone's imagination.
"Teleport point!"
While running, Li Wenhao's eyes lit up. On the huge altar in the middle of the city, a light door more than ten meters high shone dazzlingly in the dark night.
Vaguely visible, a huge black shadow leaned half of its body out of the light door, looking very strenuous.