The high-pitched horn sound, accompanied by the roar of the mountains and the tsunami-like shouts of killing, rose from the snowfield and echoed inside and outside the Lanshan Pass.
The densely packed Sirius soldiers rushed forward to kill, but were killed by overwhelming arrows. Occasionally, when they approached the city gate, they were knocked down by huge rocks.
On the city wall, bowstrings shook like thunderbolts, arrows fell like rain, and countless soldiers poured gold juice, big rocks...
Arrows, falling rocks, shouts to kill, roars...
The collision of blood and fire, the fighting of swords and knives, once again ignited this majestic pass that had long been covered with flesh and blood.
The cruelty of war was once again nakedly displayed in front of everyone.
On the city wall, the martial arts warriors who came in response to the summons all had dark faces. Even though they had seen this scene more than once in the past year or so, they still found it difficult to calm down.
"Asura field, this is Shura field..."
Lu Qingting held the sword tightly and was extremely nervous.
Among the martial arts warriors, he was the latest to arrive.
After Lin Longdao returned from delivering a letter, he learned that all the brothers were coming to the border. He came in a hurry and participated in the battle only once or twice. This was the first time he saw such a cruel scene, and he was deeply shocked for a while.
He saw some white-haired old soldiers roaring and charging to kill, some young men in thin clothes being held hostage and charging to kill, and even some warriors who opened their arms wildly and were shot to death by hidden arrows.
This was the most cruel battlefield of flesh and blood. Being in it, he felt his heartbeat speed up, his blood boiling, and he couldn't help but want to go up and fight.
boom!
The dense crowd crashed on the tall city gate like a wave, flesh and blood splashing out, cruel and bloody.
"kill!"
The banner of Sirius is waving on the top, and underneath it, Sha Bi looks cold, waving a catapult that has been gathering momentum for a long time,
Large boulders had been lifted up and thrown towards the city, and among the crowd rushing under the city wall against the rain of arrows, powerful warriors also jumped out one by one.
Holding a knife and a sword, he moved around and attacked towards the city gate which was more than ten feet high.
These are all warriors from the Sirius Clan, many of whom have great achievements in blood exchange, and there are even grandmasters hiding among them.
Their bodies are flexible and fierce, and arrows and falling rocks cannot hurt them.
One of the master-level masters jumped up with his fists smashed into pieces. Taking advantage of the gap between the launch of the divine arm crossbow, he took the lead on the city wall and spat out his force, causing dozens of soldiers to burst into bloody mud.
"Dare you!"
A group of Jianghu warriors who had been waiting for a long time also roared:
"Kill these bastards!"
boom!
The war breaks out.
There was a thunderous explosion and the sound of clashing swords and weapons was heard. Lu Qingting and others all participated in the battle. The clash of blood and energy was as powerful as thousands of troops.
The stumps and broken arms took off, blood and flesh splattered, and not long after, the city wall was dyed red.
This time, the attack seemed more ferocious than before. Waves of foreign masters came up like a tide, their eyes red with blood, and they seemed to be going crazy.
"Reisheng Heju?!"
Lu Qingting's eyelids trembled. The aura of these people was very strange. They were more desperate than dead soldiers. In a short time, all the warriors in the world were forced back.
"snort!"
Seeing that these ferocious men were about to charge against the god's arm and crossbow, Feng Junzi's face darkened at the tower, his sleeves and robes shook, and large paper figures flew out like snowflakes.
"disease!"
With a slight scolding, large pieces of paper figures grew in the wind. In an instant, they had grown to over seven feet tall, and they all went away with swords.
Taoism, paper god spell.
"Your Taoist skills are becoming more and more sophisticated."
He casually smashed the falling boulders, Wujie's eyes narrowed, and he saw those paper figures killing each other with ten steps, causing a large wave of blood.
Finally, they all jumped to the bottom of the city, and with a loud noise, large waves of blood exploded.
The magic of Taoism is far superior to that of martial arts. However, it has many limitations. Not only does it have to be prepared as a prelude to "raising the altar," but it is also restrained by the warrior's blood.
Of course, the vast majority of warriors in this world do not have enough Qi and blood to dissipate Taoism.
But it's different on the battlefield. The blood of millions of people is boiling, which is enough to move any Taoist master.
In fact, except for some strange Taoist magic, most Taoist magic is extremely difficult to perform on the battlefield.
"I have stayed in this military pass for more than thirty years and have already adapted to it. However, its power is still weakening and its duration is also quite different."
Feng Junzi looked solemn:
"Even the Liansheng Cult's sorcery has been used. I'm afraid I won't be able to retreat easily this time. I'm afraid there are big shots from the Golden Tent Court outside the city."
"Big shot?"
He casually took a stray arrow and threw it out of the city, drawing a long line of blood. The Fifth Jie raised his eyebrows and looked at the Hunter Sirius flag:
"Is that a big shot?"
"not him."
Seeing the fighting on the battlefield becoming more and more fierce, with dozens of kills and still a steady stream of push from masters, Feng Junzi's eyes flashed:
"Fifth Junior Brother, later on, I will use the 'Appearance Spell' to force the man to appear and point the direction for General Fang.
Perhaps, the person you are looking for may be in this battlefield..."
boom!
Before he finished speaking, there was a roar outside the city, and blood rushed into the sky like smoke. A naked-chested man, as rough as a mountain, charged towards him with a mace.
"That sand maniac!"
There was a commotion on the top of the city. Lu Qingting's sword flashed across the city, killing dozens of masters. He suddenly turned around and saw the big man.
boom!
As soon as the big man moved, there was thunder again in another place, and a man came on horseback and roared like thunder:
"Fang Zhenghao, give my brother his life back!"
boom!
The two Grand Masters who had opened the Mysterious Entrance fully activated their auras and rode towards them with great strides. Their senses were keen and they moved around on the battlefield, avoiding the divine arm crossbows and charging forward despite the rain of arrows.
For a moment, the expressions of everyone on the city wall changed.
"Tantai Zhengfa!"
After the deep voice, the city gate suddenly opened. Fang Zhenghao urged his horse and raised his spear, and behind him, three thousand fine cavalry moved like thunder.
In an instant, I saw blood and flesh splattering outside the city!
Three thousand mysterious armors penetrated the crowd, like a fast boat cutting through the river. Large pieces of broken arms, corpses, and flesh and blood were thrown to both sides like waves.
In an instant, hundreds of feet passed by and thousands of people were killed!
"You dare to come here, then don't blame me for sending you brothers to reunite!"
Three thousand mysterious armors moved like one person, and under the combined breath, Fang Zhenghao was like the blazing sun, and his spear was like a dragon, setting off waves of blood one after another.
We met the two great masters who came to kill them in a rage.
The three thousand fine knights behind him also roared and fought. After that, the troops in the city filed out, and an even more fierce fight broke out.
boom!
It was as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. Where the three people met, air waves spread layer by layer, and the sound spread like thunder.
Both Sha Kuang and Tantai Zhengfa were masters at the master level who had opened the profound entrance. They had been preparing for a long time, and now they were angry and angry, with terrifying momentum.
In contrast, Fang Zhenghao has suffered numerous injuries and fought many bloody battles, and has long since lost his peak form.
But after a collision, the two of them flew out together, killing countless people. Tantai Zhengfa was fine, but Sha Kuang spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"kill!"
After a failed attempt and a loss, the two of them had no intention of retreating. They roared angrily, rubbed themselves together, and then went up again.
As the two men appeared, the masters on the battlefield gathered one after another and attacked Fang Zhenghao and the three thousand elite cavalry under his command.
For more than a year, more than a dozen sieges were fought, and Baizhou's elite cavalry passed through ten thousand. Now there are only three thousand left, and everyone is injured.
However, the elite knights who can survive to this point are all the elite among the elite.
Their martial arts may not be as good as those of the gathered Sirius masters, but with their auras connected to each other, they were able to withstand the waves of enemies coming from all directions.
"Kill all these bright dogs!"
"Come into the pass! Your Majesty, please allow me to wait for ten days without sealing the sword!"
"You wolf cub, die!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
For a time, flesh and blood collided on the city wall, outside the city, on the ground, and on the Sky Mountain, and arrows pierced through the air. Every moment, dozens or hundreds of people died in the process, which was extremely tragic.
"careful!"
Lu Qingting moved around in a magical way, interspersing on the city wall, either saving people or killing people.
After several years of practice, he still couldn't open the mysterious entrance. However, after his ancestor personally taught him the essence of the Seven Tribulations Sword Technique, his martial arts improved greatly, and with his magical behavior, he was able to guard most of the city wall by himself.
The masters in the Sirius Army had already noticed him. Dozens of them surrounded him and killed him, but they couldn't even touch his shadow. They could only watch him wander around like a ghost, and while guarding the city, they killed them.
"It is worthy of being the true inheritance of Xuan Kong..."
Seeing this scene, Feng Junzi decided in his heart, retreated into the city tower, walked along an altar, stepped on the steel pole, and recited scriptures.
The fifth Jie stood outside the city tower. While fighting, 90% of his energy was spent on the battlefield outside the pass.
In his mind, the hundreds of thousands of Sirius troops outside the Pass at this moment were far less threatening than his 'cousin'.
Buzz~
Not long after, invisible energy began to rise from the tower.
Fifth Jie could clearly see that this vague energy was sometimes chaotic and sometimes balanced under the impact of this iron-blooded battlefield.
But soon, along with a slight scolding, it spread at an extremely fast speed.
From the city tower and the city wall to the outside of the city, it didn't take long before it spread over ten miles. As the area spread, chaos appeared here.
"disease!"
In the city tower, Feng Junzi's eyes widened with anger and he spurted blood from the tip of his tongue.
boom!
Like burning oil cooking in a raging fire, in an instant, the invisible qi machine enveloped the entire battlefield like flames driven by a storm.
Boom!
Outside the city, there was another loud noise, and Sha Kuang spurted out blood, and was thrown dozens of feet away like straw. The thick mace was broken several times, and countless people were knocked over.
"Got you!"
The spear swept across, and his energy burst out, knocking Tantai Zhengfa away more than ten feet. Fang Zhenghao's arrogance was like fire, and his eyes were like lightning.
I saw somewhere on the battlefield, under a flag stand, standing a middle-aged man with a sinister look and a cold and powerful aura.
"King Zuohan of the Golden Tent, Nayudu!"
Fang Zhenghao's pupils contracted violently for a moment.
The Golden Tent Royal Court is the royal court jointly held by the eight major tribes of Tianlang. Among them, there is the position of the Great Khan, and below him are the left and right Khan kings and the eight banner lords.
Nayudu's status was not lower than that of the Ming vassal king, and the power in his hands was much greater. He could be said to be a real "big shot".
"Okay, okay, okay!"
After being startled, Fang Zhenghao laughed loudly, and his already extremely strong aura took another step forward.
They raised their guns, urged their horses, and came in for a violent killing. Wherever they passed, no matter the people or horses, they were all knocked over and broken into pieces by Zhen Gang.
Extraordinarily fierce.
"It's a pity that such a powerful general cannot be used by me..."
On the flag stand, there was appreciation in Nayudu's eyes, but in an instant, it turned into fierce murderous intent:
"Everyone, follow me and kill this beast!"
A long roar was heard, and the response was like a cloud.
boom!
Only four loud noises were heard. Under the flag stand, the four big men wearing armor and holding swords all rose up. They were like meteors and started to kill with a crash!
"not good!"
Seeing this scene, not to mention all the Jianghu warriors, even the gentleman in the tower, his expression changed drastically.
He expected that a big shot was coming from outside the city, but he didn't expect that he was actually the number two figure in the royal court of the Golden Horde!
"scold!"
After being startled, he felt fierce and gritted his teeth, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
call!
It seemed as if a strong wind had suddenly risen, blowing thousands of flags and even pieces of paper fluttering like snow. These talismans were floating and entangled with each other.
At the same time as they collided and exploded outside the pass, they actually formed a giant that was about ten feet tall and seemed to have facial features outside, as if it were a living person.
"Ninth-grade 'Paper God Curse'!"
At this moment, not only was there an uproar outside the city, but Nayuto on the flag stand couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Taoist techniques are similar to different techniques. At the ninth level, they are comparable to the tenth level magical skills!
boom!
Stomping on the ground with both feet, the paper man went crazy, swept his scarlet eyes, and committed suicide towards the flag stand, forcing two of the four guards to fight against the enemy.
The remaining two people, together with Tantai Zhengfa, attacked Fang Zhenghao, who was riding on horseback to capture the king.
boom!
boom!
The collision between several people was so fierce that for a moment, the roar of the battlefield and the shouts of killing seemed to have stopped for a moment.
"Damn, damn!"
Among the ruins of flesh and blood everywhere, Sha Kuang was bleeding from all his orifices and was seriously injured by the shock. However, his body was so strong that it didn't take long for him to stand up and prepare to join the battle.
Suddenly, his body trembled, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes. He stiffened and lowered his head, only to see blood pouring from his chest.
A palm pierced his heart and crushed his internal organs...
"Fifth, fifth..."
He was furious, but suddenly he let out a scream, and his huge body turned into a large piece of smoke in front of everyone.
It disappeared into the pill in the fifth Baimei's hand.
"The situation of a large army, a tenth-grade Overlord Spear, if a person like this doesn't die, maybe there is hope for a Martial Saint..."
He smiled slightly, crushed the pill, watched the misty red smoke slowly dissipate, and heard a sound echoing in his ears.
"brute!"
After the deep voice, there was an extremely bright sword light, and an extremely cold killing intent:
"Come die!"
Buzz~
This sword is like a thunderbolt, like a thunderbolt, without any fancy changes, only the ultimate killing intent and unparalleled speed.
But Fifth Baimei knew that after this sword, there were eighty-one changes. With this sword, his cousin, who was not even a weak crown, had already become famous in the Ten Thousand Dragons Dao.
laugh!
The sword fell and penetrated the chest.
"Um?!"
Not avoiding or dodging?
The moment the thought flashed across his mind, Wu Jie's complexion changed. He turned around and his sword light spread across dozens of feet like a waterfall and a dragon, strangling all the nearby Sirius soldiers.
However, under such a ferocious sword light, there was still no figure of Fifth White Eyebrow, only floating sawdust and his sneer:
"Assassinating in secret is not the style of the Fifth Young Master. What a pity, how can you kill me..."
"The scapegoat puppet..."
Fifth Jie took one step forward, looked around, and saw a wisp of black shadow flash across the battlefield. Before he could catch up, a roar rang out in his ears.
boom!
Figures scattered in all directions.
At the center of the collision, there was a moment of stagnation, followed by an earth-shattering eruption.
Like a volcanic eruption that has been building for many years, or like a scorching sun exploding here, astonishing light and heat spread wildly along with the air waves.
Within a few miles, both humans and animals are incapable of fighting, and ten miles away, strong winds can still blow away stumps.
"General!"
Such a shocking collision naturally attracted the attention of almost everyone, but after the light and heat dissipated, the scene in the ruins filled with gunpowder smoke shocked the hearts of many experts in the Baizhou Army.
"puff!"
Only in the tower, Feng Junzi coughed up blood. He stumbled out and looked into the distance with bitterness.
Huhu~
After the smoke, there were no more horses and armors. Fang Zhenghao jumped with his spear and killed a great master in the air. Tantai Zhengfa and another person also coughed up blood and flew backwards, their faces turned pale.
At this moment, he was only less than twenty feet away from the flag stand. With his speed, he could reach it in one step, but his steps stopped.
"Three, four... In less than two years, you have killed the six great masters of Tianlang. You are worthy of being the Three Great Masters of Long Yuan. You did not die unjustly..."
On the flag stand, Nayudu stood condescendingly. He was somewhat impressed, but there was unspeakable joy and ambition in his eyes.
"General!"
"Come! Save the general and kill these wolves!"
"General!"
After a brief silence, the battlefield was boiling with excitement. The masters of the Hakushu Army charged wildly, but there was no way they could come over. They had no choice but to watch Nayudu step off the flag stand.
"Poisoning? Spell? Or..."
At this moment, Fang Zhenghao's voice became hoarse and deep, and an elusive aura spread from the inside out throughout his body.
Under the skin, the muscles, bones, internal organs, blood, and even the spinal cord were all burned out like candles under a blazing fire.
All that was left was an indescribably severe pain.
"plague."
Under the protection of two armored men, Nayudu slowly approached. Looking at the exhausted Fang Zhenghao, he seemed to be seeing the most cherished collection.
The Three Heroes of Long Yuan have been at the border for decades, and their reputations are so great that they are often discussed in the Golden Court.
"Plague, plague...the plague in the pass..."
Fang Zhenghao's eyes became fierce, but in fact, his vision was blurred, and all he saw were double images...
A few months ago, a plague broke out in Lanshang Pass, killing more than 200,000 soldiers and civilians. Almost every household in Lanshang Pass was on the plain.
"You, damn it!"
The body trembled, the spear fell to the ground, and thick blood poured out from the seven orifices and even the pores all over the body.
"The land of the Central Plains is full of heroes. Unfortunately, the general trend is mine. Heroes and heroes will die if they don't surrender. You won't be the first..."
Looking at Fang Zhenghao, who tried his best to stand but fell heavily to the ground, Nayudu bowed slightly and gave a Sirius clan salute:
"Your head will be my most cherished wine vessel..."
‘Can’t stand any longer…’
Deep darkness overwhelmed his mind, and Fang Zhenghao fell heavily to the ground. At the end of his thoughts, he saw the blue sky.
eagles cry, and,
A dragon roar!
I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so I got up and wrote a chapter and a half. I will continue tomorrow. Good night everyone! There is a saying that it is really difficult to write about the battlefield...