Bai Ze only felt that the blood all over his body was boiling.

He shouted, and the Green Frost Sword was unsheathed, and the Tiger Prison Army rushed towards the oncoming army of the dead.

Xie Xuan didn't stop it.

Meet at close quarters.

Bai Ze rushed to the front, the Qingshuang sword was three inches, the blue light was shining, and it was full of color, like the body of the sword, condensed and not dispersed.

Edgeworth, sword energy, sword intent, sword gang.

This is the four realms of sword cultivation.

Bai Ze has already reached the threshold of the sword artistic conception.

The next step is the Jian Gang Realm.

"Death!" Bai Ze laughed, where the sword passed, the standard saber that the deceased took out from the Weicheng arsenal was cut off in response, and countless dead people were cut off by the waist under one look, and they could only crawl on the ground.

This is Zhiwei's crushing slaughter of a group of bitter seas and the other side.

"Kill !——"

Seeing Bai Ze's violentness, the Tiger Prison Army behind him suddenly raised their morale, and they followed Bai Ze and rampaged, slashing and slashing past.

On the other side, the giant's arm that was cut off by Wu Lianjiang's sword fell into the city of Wengcheng, and immediately scattered into demon soldiers, stumbling up.

The urn city, between the outer city wall and the inner city wall of the Tiger Prison Pass, is like a big urn, hence the name.

There is a suspension bridge between the urn city and the inner city, and it is poured together with the outer city. The Tiger Prison Army followed the passage on the wall of the urn city and continued to support the outer city.

Now that the giants have fallen, a large number of the army of the dead have rushed into the urn city, dragging their weapons with their teeth and claws and rushing towards the inner city.

"Open the city gate and rush over!" Shen Mojun, the deputy general of the Tiger Prison Army, stood on top of the inner city, and saw thousands of dead people rushing in from the urn city, and shouted: "Cavalry prepare, kill this group of dead people back to the grave!!"

"Order!" ordered the marching soldiers to beat the drums, the wrestlers opened the inner city gate, and the six hundred cavalry swept the formation, riding and spearing, and rushed out at the moment when the city gate opened.

"Kill !——"

The cavalry roared, the horses roared, trampled on the cold ground, and rushed towards the army of more than a thousand dead.

In one charge, a third of the dead fell.

Fifty cavalry casualties.

"Queue!" shouted the cavalry captain, preparing for a second charge.

The catapults in the inner city are still throwing boulders outside the pass, and the two sides are throwing each other, fighting until the bullets are exhausted in the end, and they actually send people to throw each other over, and the stones that have been broken into slag are picked up and picked up, and they are loaded in the catapult to continue to throw.

It's just brutal.

The tug-of-war between the two sides has become white-hot. The tiger prison army and the demon soldiers who pounced on the city head of the city are inseparable from each other.

Bai Ze didn't expect that he would be able to kill softly.

This battle was fought from the time the sun rose until the sun hung high in the sky.

A whole hour.

The black armor on Bai Ze's body was all minced meat, and the coagulated blood stuck to the armor, like a hideous purple snake.

At first, there was still the sound of shouting and killing, but later the voices of the shouting soldiers were hoarse, and only the sound of drums was heard in their ears, and the sound of weapons colliding was clanging, and the murderous atmosphere was rampant.

Fight.

Fight.

Except for fighting, the Tiger Prison Army has no other ideas. They numbly rushed in formation, the formation of fifteen people could no longer be maintained, and by the end of the killing, the sergeants were exhausted and their arms were swollen.

But the dead are not tired.

Above the city, the last demon soldier was cut off by Ye Xuan's head, flew up and kicked down the city wall, and the living people looked at each other, only to see that the city head was densely packed with corpses.

In the first battle, the casualties of the Tiger Prison Army were as high as 7,000.

More than twice as many dead people fell in the Tiger Prison Army, but after the first battle, none of the living people felt excited.

They almost collapsed at the head of the city, gasping for breath, looking desperately at the dense army of the dead in the fields outside the pass, but they refused to admit defeat and stood proudly at the head of the city.

"Woo!——"

The horn of the troops sounded in the enemy's ranks, and the demon soldiers began to retreat like a retreat. Xianzhen was still sitting proudly on top of the skeleton warhorse, his eyes indifferent.

The army of the dead temporarily halted its attack, and Tiger Prison was able to take a brief respite.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that until the night of the day, Xianzhen still didn't launch a second round of attacks.

It was as if the early morning siege was nothing more than a joke on a whim.

At night, the Tiger Prison Pass Tower, the military advisor looked at the huge cloud ladder of the Chinese army outside the pass, where the demonic aura surrounded, eerie and treacherous.

The fire in the city of Urn is still burning.

The corpses of 7,000 people, if they are not burned, can only watch them get up and become red-eyed demon soldiers.

There were still scattered corpses crawling out of the boiling fire, staring at the burned blood pupils, and the burned soldiers stabbed them back with their rifles until they were burned to the point where they could no longer get up.

Burnt smell.

The soldiers who burned the corpses, except for Ye Xuan, all vomited.

Thick smoke filled the sky above the Tiger Prison, filled with the smell of the dead.

"Strategist, how will this battle be fought?" Deputy General Shen Mojun pressed the sword at his waist, his brows were tightly locked, and his resolute side face was full of worry, "Seven thousand people are killed, and two thousand people will clean up the battlefield." Throwing their former comrades into a fire pit and burning, and watching those corpses emerge from the fire, hit them too hard. The morale of the three armies has reached the bottom after this battle. ”

"If you don't fight, you die. Yuan Zhe said, "Fighting, there is still a glimmer of life." ”

Yuan Zhe turned around and went down the city tower.

Tonight, Shen Mojun is on duty, guarding the outer city of Tiger Prison. He looked at the gloomy army of the dead in the field outside the gate, and his mind was like iron, falling inch by inch.

The cold moon is silent.

But when no one was paying attention, the moat, which had been frozen for three feet outside the Tiger Prison Pass, was quietly dug up.

One by one, the shadows burrowed from the ice pit into the cold water of the river and went upstream.

The drainage canal in the Tiger Prison Pass is connected to the moat, and three iron gates block the drain, and the drain can only pass three adult men at the same time.

"Gollum—"

If someone looks in the moat at this moment, they will find a dense network of thousands of dark shadows, swimming neatly in the water, heading straight for the drainage canal that connects the moat at Tiger Prison.

"Truly, Xie Xuan. In the wilderness outside the pass, the cloud ladder of the Chinese army, Li Tianxing stood at the top, looking at the night view of the Tiger Prison Pass, and sneered and said to himself: "How long can a team that has lost the heart of the army hold on? The Tiger Prison Pass can't be defended, and when you leave the pass, it is the time when the Kyushu Sword Emperor dies!"

Demonic energy.

The huge Demon Dao Circle has a cloud ladder as the core, radiating in all directions.

"In my Blood Transformation Demon Array, I am the master!" Li Tianxing looked up to the sky and sighed, opened his arms, and hugged Leng Yue.

......

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Five hours ago.

The 25,000 cavalry of Heyang City had already assembled at the moment of receiving Xie Xuan's secret letter. Tao Hongjing, the great master of Tianzhu Mountain, personally lectured in front of the formation, calling on the warriors of the Southern Regions to protect their homes and defend the country, eliminate demons and defend the way, and support justice.

"Turn the tide and fall immediately, save the people from fire and water, all in this battle!" Tao Hongjing shaved off his sloppy beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, tall and big, and his spirit was magnificent, but he was a grandmaster, "I heard that there is only one tradition of the Heyang Army, and that is to fight to the death!"

Tao Hongjing said, 25,000 cavalry mounted their horses, lined up in the huge circular square of Heyang City, generous, "The ancient sages have a saying, people are inherently dead! ”

"The horizontal sword is immediate, breaking through the enemy formation, and taking the first rank, it is heavier than Mount Tai! The turtle retreats in Heyang City, and seeing the fall of the Southern Regions, it is lighter than Hongmao!" Tao Hongjing drew his sword, "For the Southern Regions!"

"For the South!!" 25,000 cavalry roared.

"Kill the first!" Tao Hongjing raised his sword.

"Kill the first!!" the three armies shouted in unison.

"Heyang Army, fight to the death!" Mu Suifeng carried a blood-colored spear, his silver armor was shining, and he reined in his horse and raised his spear horizontally.

"Fight to the death!!"

"Fight to the death!!"

"Fight to the death!!"

The Grand Master of Tianzhu Mountain appeared in Heyang as the vanguard of the three armies in the battle of the Tiger Prison Pass.

The morale of the three armed forces is at its peak at this moment.

Tao Hongjing stood in the east of the square, put away his sword, pointed to the sky with one hand, and roared angrily: "The sword is coming!"

The Heyang Sword Furnace rose into the sky, turned into a streamer, and flew over the square.

"Zheng ——"

The standard military swords on the waists of the 25,000 cavalry vibrated together, and the sound became one after another, becoming a sea of swords, shocking the entire Heyang City.

The 1.5 million residents of the city looked up to the sky, only to see 25,000 military swords rushing into the sky, hovering above Tao Hongjing's finger, surrounding the Heyang Sword Furnace, forming a sword array that covered the sky and the sun.

"Immortals!"

Hundreds of thousands of civilians in the city knelt down and looked up to the miracle.

"Heyang Army listens to the order!" Zhao Dun took the lead, pulled out the Wuji Sword under the sword array, his eyes were round, and he roared angrily: "Three armies, go out!!"

On this day, the first 200,000 troops attacked the Tiger Pass. The Tiger Prison Army desperately defended and the first round of attacks was blocked.

On this day, the 25,000 cavalry of the Heyang Army rushed out of Heyang City and swore to defend the southern region to the death.

Yu Youwei stood on the top floor of the Chamber of Commerce Pavilion, looking at the huge sword array from a distance, and sighed leisurely.

"Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times. The strange girl whispered, "The situation of troubled times has been lost for a long time. ”