After a hundred breaths, an earth-shaking loud noise approached.
On the mountains a hundred miles north of the city, dense crowds of human warriors appeared.
Hundreds of thousands of troops surged from the mountains like a colorful tide.
In the sky, there are hundreds of strong aliens wearing black armor and having four hooves.
They look weird, are huge, and have frighteningly powerful auras.
That is the black-armored warrior of the Fatian Clan!
After a while, hundreds of warriors from the Fatian Clan led an army of 400,000 people to the outside of the city and formed a formation on the wasteland.
Yanxing City was in chaos, as if a pot had exploded.
Both the ordinary people and the soldiers who defended the city were intimidated by the formation of the Fatian Clan army and were frightened.
Before the two sides started fighting, the fighting spirit of the Yanxing City side had already been shaken.
The Lord of Yanxing City took a deep breath, and the cold air entered his lungs, making him sober up.
He stepped into the sky, looked at the battleship in the sky across the colorful city defense formation, and shouted loudly: "Who is coming? Tell me your name?"
Yanxing City here is the territory of Baishuang Empire under the rule of Luoshui Divine Kingdom.
Anyone who dares to invade will be killed without mercy!"
The Lord of Yanxing City shouted in a strong voice, holding a golden sword in his right hand, pointing at the thousands of troops outside the city.
At this moment, his back seemed as tall as a mountain, and his whole body was bursting with infinite domineering power.
The soldiers and people in the city felt much more at ease when they saw that the city lord was so brave and fearless.
However, the captain of the Fatian tribe inside the battleship did not bother to respond at all, and did not even mean to show up.
The battleship slowly adjusted its angle and aimed its side at the North City Gate.
"Kakaka!"
On the side of the ship, heavy metal bars opened to both sides, revealing a row of dark muzzles.
The next moment, more than thirty dark red light pillars spewed out from the densely packed cannon muzzles, pouring down towards the north gate.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, an earth-shaking loud noise broke out and resounded throughout the sky.
The colorful city defense formation, under the bombardment of the dark red light beam, was as fragile as paper and collapsed instantly.
With the north city gate as the center, the city walls, houses and buildings within a radius of thirty miles were all blown to pieces.
The loud noise echoed endlessly, and the smoke and dust covered the sky and the sun for a long time.
The entire Yanxing City shook violently, and dense cracks appeared in the ground.
Tens of thousands of houses, palaces and streets were destroyed by the shock wave and collapsed into ruins.
Naturally, thousands of soldiers at the north gate, including the lord of Yanxing City and the defenders, were all killed.
More than 70,000 civilians were also wiped out under the bombardment, leaving no intact corpses.
Such a devastating scene frightened the people all over the city.
Everyone's fighting spirit, belief and courage collapsed and dissipated in an instant.
In my mind, there is only endless fear and panic.
Heart-rending screams, horrified and desperate roars, and panicked cries resounded throughout the city.
Nearly a million ordinary people abandoned their homes one after another and fled to the south gate desperately to leave Yanxing City.
At this time, the 400,000-strong army outside the North City rushed into the city and began to intercept and kill them.
All those who tried to escape Yanxing City were mercilessly slaughtered.
The soldiers who defended the city, who were still struggling despite being trapped, were also besieged by the army.
The major families and forces in the city gathered many warriors to resist, but they could not escape and were quickly wiped out.
In this way, Yanxing City was completely in chaos.
There were flashes of swords and shadows everywhere, cold light radiating, blood splattering, and corpse fragments scattered all over the ground.
Countless corpses piled up like mountains, and warm blood spilled on the snow, melting the ice and snow, flowing like a stream.
This is not a war.
This is unilateral crushing and massacre.
Although, the 400,000 troops of the Futian Clan are all human warriors recruited from the seventy-two cities.
They couldn't bear the massacre of the people in Yanxing City, and their consciences were tortured and tortured.
But their lives were in the hands of the Fatian Clan, and they had to obey their orders.
In just half an hour, Yanxing City fell.
After more than 200,000 casualties, the people and warriors of Yanxing City completely gave up resistance and fled.
The entire city was surrounded by a large army, and it was really difficult to fly.
The war subsided.
The Fatians successfully took over the city and rearranged the city's protective formation.
Millions of people were trapped in the city and became slaves of the Fatian Clan.
The captain who commanded the army sat in the city lord's palace and used Yanxing City as a temporary camp.
After two days of rest, the captain led dozens of soldiers and an army of 300,000 men to attack the nearby city.
A similar scene is taking place in the northern border of the Luoshui Kingdom.
In just two days, more than 40 cities along the northern Xinjiang defense line fell.
These cities, like Yanxing City, are fortresses on the northern Xinjiang defense line and bastions against foreign invasions.
It's a pity that under the iron heel of the Fatian Clan's army, the so-called fortresses and fortresses are vulnerable to attack.
…
Half a month passed quickly.
That evening, the setting sun was like blood.
In the imperial capital of Baishuang Empire, in the majestic imperial palace, in the dignified and elegant study of the Holy Emperor.
Lu Baishuang, who was wearing a golden cloud-patterned dragon robe and a jade-inlaid gold crown, was crouching in front of the desk writing furiously to deal with urgent military affairs.
On the rosewood table in front of her, there were at least a hundred memorials and posts piled up into a hill.
Since the invasion of the Fatian Clan army, she has received hundreds of summonses and memorials every day, all of which have to be reviewed as quickly as possible.
So much so that she sat in front of the desk for half a month and basically never left the study.
During this period, in addition to reviewing memorials, she also summoned military advisers and staff to discuss the military situation.
Half a month of hard work had made her mentally exhausted, and there was deep weariness and worry hidden in her brows.
At this moment, two burly middle-aged men wearing golden armor stepped into the study.
The two stood side by side, saluted Lu Baishuang respectfully, and said in unison: "General Xie Wen (Zhong Lin) meets the Holy Emperor!"
Obviously, these two golden-armored generals are Xie Wen and Zhong Lin.
When Ji Tianxing went to northern Xinjiang to fight against the demons, he stationed at Tianshi Pass for a long time.
During that period, Lu Baishuang sent Xie Wen and Zhong Lin to serve as Ji Tianxing's deputies.
These two people were highly valued by Ji Tianxing and made great achievements with him.
After the demonic rebellion subsided, both of them received heavy rewards and conferments from Lu Baishuang, and were promoted to noble positions.
Hearing the voices of the two people, Lu Baishuang put down the memorial and imperial pen, nodded with a majestic look and said: "You two stand flat and report the battle situation on the front line quickly."
Xie Wen bowed his hands and said in a serious tone: "To the Holy Emperor, the war has been going on for half a month, and the situation is gradually becoming clearer.
The Futian Clan raised a total of tens of millions of troops in the Seventy-Two City and Tianzhu Mountain, all of which were sent to attack the Kingdom of God.
Now the Baishuang Empire, Chimelong and Chiyang Empire are all caught in the flames of war, and almost all the northern frontier has been lost..."