The Phantom troops who were in the midst of the fire escaped to the edge to survive, they were extremely embarrassed, they already had burnt wounds on their bodies, and some of them still had flames on their bodies, but they could not be extinguished, they were carrying fire oil, unless they were extinguished by the spell of the water system, otherwise they would definitely die.

It's a pity that at this time it is a siege war, and the life and death of a person is not within the scope of blood red at all, and everyone's strength needs to be deployed before it can be used.

"Ahh

"Warriors, can't you stand up anymore? The battle is not over, you are not dead, use your lives to walk all over Tianzhou for my ghost clan, open the way!"

When he heard the blood-red command, almost every samurai's eyes turned red.

The guy who was on fire also endured the severe pain and stood up.

The You Race is different from all the countries in Tianzhou, the orders of the strong are to listen to death, everything in the You Race is higher than their own lives, although it is a country without law, but the strong are their gods, their beliefs, and the country are the only bonds in their hearts.

The blood-red order was to use their flesh to extinguish the flames, not to retreat, and likewise, not to allow them to live.

The samurai's blood was spurting and their eyes were hot, and they shouted, "Long live the Ghost Clan!"

The shouts one after another suddenly turned into a torrent: "Long live the ghost clan!"

Blood Red roared: "I will avenge you, warriors, rush, for the sake of the Phantom Clan!"

At the sound of an order, all the warriors of the Phantom Clan who were roasting in the sea of fire turned into flood beasts that gave up their lives.

They are fierce and resolute, and a kind of suicidal ruthlessness emanates from them.

And they all picked up their weapons and rushed forward, all the aura on their bodies gave up covering their whole bodies to protect themselves, only covering their weapons, and the sword light turned into embellishments in the sea of fire, although faint, but unstoppable.

In the sea of fire, the troops of the ghost clan turned into two groups of people, all of them rushed forward at high speed, lined up on both sides in an orderly manner, all of them didn't care about the flames around them, regardless of everything, as long as the road leading to the city wall in their eyes, after the sea of fire, the city wall was close in front of them, but they had no chance to touch it in their lives.

Hundreds of scimitars swung and turned the knives upside down at the same time, holding the knife in one hand, the tip of the knife against the ground, roaring angrily, and then rushed forward.

After they passed by, some fell in the middle, and some jumped into the sea of fire, and the people behind them completely ignored it, stepping on the still burning corpse and continuing to rush forward, even if there was still a trace of breath, they also stepped directly to death.

They used their aura to cut a path to the city wall, and the flames on the grass were blocked by the aura of the samurai before they died, they not only cut down the grass along the way, but even used their bodies to absorb the fire oil on their bodies, and then jumped into the sea of fire outside.

Wang Chuxuan was dumbfounded, the tragic battle in front of him, the desperate fighting style of the Yu Clan, all made his heart tremble, and the bloody scene made him feel that his heart was blocked, and it was very difficult to breathe.

He muttered to himself, "Are these people crazy, and what is it that keeps them so desperate?"

Ye Hong gasped: "Once the ghost clan has the upper hand in this Tianzhou, there is no doubt that most people will die, and if they die a little more, they will contribute to the peace of this world, as for what supports them, the ghost will know!"

Wang Chuxuan nodded when he heard this, such a group of madmen who only knew how to kill were indeed more terrifying than the Twelve Demons.

As far as the eye can see, there are all people whose flesh and blood are burned by the flames, and the guards on the city wall are also red in their eyes when they look at the enemy's fierce methods, and many people have chills in their hearts, what kind of people are this?

Seeing that the road had been completed, Blood Red turned back to his troops and shouted: "Our warriors, have fought a path for us, what are you waiting for, the siege team, kill all the living creatures in the city, and avenge them!"

"Roar!"

Thousands of Ghost Clans roared in anger to cheer on this siege team!

Soon, another whole army charged towards the walls of the border city, trampling on the path that had just been rushed out of the many people who dared to die.

Ye Hong knew that the crisis was coming, and since those people were called siege teams, they must have some means, so he hurriedly urged: "Go on, seal that road for me, Boulder!"

Before the words fell, dozens of boulders fell from the sky and flew down above Wang Chuxuan.

When the huge stone flew overhead, Wang Chuxuan was also frightened and fell in a parabola.

The huge stone and the sense of oppression brought by it are very huge from the city wall, not to mention the people who are charging frantically below.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of spiritual qi rushed out of the camp and bombarded the stone, almost colliding, it was a boom!

The stones turned into various irregular shapes and fell to the ground, some of which were so huge that they smashed directly on the person's body, and the person disappeared in place without snorting.

More often than not, the stone turned into a sharp blade, piercing the shield and then stabbing the person inside.

Stones, oil, blades, and arrows fell endlessly, preventing local charges, and for a quarter of an hour, the walls were littered with corpses lying on the ground, and many more were consumed by the flames.

The ground turned into a sea of fire, the walls became a meat grinder, and countless warriors of the Phantom Clan died, and even when they died, they still retained the posture of charging.

Time has froze here, and the strength of the Youzu clan has given Wang Chuxuan an indelible impression.

Because it was too high, none of the people of the You tribe had the idea of shooting the people on the city wall with arrows, and there were only two goals, one was to break through the gate, and the other was to climb up.

Obviously, both options were very difficult, the gate was heavily guarded by the border city, and this wall, smooth as a mirror, was of course not impossible to climb with weapons, but it was almost impossible to succeed, and it was doomed to heavy casualties.

Some of the Phantoms had begun to attack the gate, and some of the Phantoms had begun to pick up the scimitars of the dead around them, use it as a tool, and climb.

Ye Hong looked at the scene below, his expression became strange, it was too high from top to bottom, it was very likely that these climbing ghosts had not come up yet, and they would fall down first and die, but they were still climbing up, why is this?

He watched closely, but there was a mess below, and he didn't know what the enemy was plotting.

After glancing around, I felt that it seemed that these people had no brains at all, and they were all desperately rushing up.

When he looked at it again, he suddenly became vigilant in his heart, but saw that Blood Red didn't look at the progress of the siege team at all, and was only commanding the troops behind him, surrounding the dead teammates in the sea of fire.

He looked at it in amazement, not understanding what they were going to do.

Wang Chuxuan was also wondering, but when he saw many people gathered around the corpse, he suddenly secretly screamed,

Rushed to Ye Hong's side and shouted at him: "Oh no, they are going to sacrifice, summon something, I have seen the rain arch use this in Jincheng, and almost half of Jincheng was demolished at that time!"

Ye Hong looked at Wang Chuxuan's real and anxious expression, froze for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something.

Hurriedly roared, "Summoning the Wasteland Spirit Beast?"

"Archers, all aim at the people on the ground who are around the ring of fire, shoot!"

At the sound of an order, ten thousand arrows were fired, and Xue Leng grinned greatly: "Did you find it? It's a pity that it's late, prepare to die!"

With a wave of his hand, the warlock surrounded by the ring of fire suddenly used all his strength to burn on the spot, and spontaneously combusted and disappeared without a trace, but on that piece of ground, the flames disappeared in an instant.

With the warlock as the center, soon a formation was generated, and where all the fire oil had been burned, the flames were extinguished instantly, and even the smoke was not generated, but the ground turned into magma.

Blood Red roared: "Haha, from the ancient whispering race, the blood of my ghost clan is sacrificed to you, please help me destroy this city!"