Volume 1 Southern Regions Chapter 125 Eight Thousand Swords
The sky is shining and the thunder is shining in the sky, as soon as the white tiger comes out, the mighty demonic energy in the field outside the gate is forced to retreat by the mighty righteousness, and for a time white and black, good and evil are clearly distinguished in the tiger prison.
"Boom!"
The thunder swept the tiger prison, and the momentum seemed to be the destruction of the Ming King. Bai Ze stood on the galloping road to the outer city with his sword, and thunder continued to fall from him, and the electric light lit up the twilight, accurately striking every dead person in the city.
Those dead people from seventy years ago, or those who died within the last month, were completely slashed by the white tiger that roared into the sky, and their bodies were scorched, and they knelt on the ground, walking through the ground.
The Tiger Prison Protector Array was opened, and the attack mode was terrifying, seemingly indiscriminate bombardment, but it was terrifyingly accurate, avoiding all living people, falling from the sky in the crowd, destroying demons and punishing evil.
Bai Ze felt the green scales in his arms shrink uneasily, as if he was terrified of the power of the thunder.
The city protection formation, the attack mode is used once, and it takes ten years to accumulate energy.
Seventy years have passed since the Northern War, and the offensive mode of the White Tiger Formation has never been opened, even if there was a rebellion in the Southern Regions twenty years ago.
Now, the formation has been activated, which means that the Tiger Prison Pass will not be able to open the second White Tiger Roaring Tianxing within ten years.
Fight to the death.
Wang Lang took a deep breath, and the urn city was full of thunder full of destruction, but none of the living people were affected.
In the urn city, Wang Lang stood and Meng Tian knelt.
Thunder slashed at the top of the demon general one after another, and he roared angrily to get up, but he sank deeper and deeper, and all the bones in his body were shattered.
"Uhh!——h
The demon general let out a hideous roar, and the memories of the Dushan Demon Forest for seventy years flashed one by one, and he remembered the day he set out on the expedition, the general's wife was dressed in plain clothes, she knew that the general would never come back, and her eyes were full of tears, but she was stunned that not a single tear came out.
"You give birth to me, you die, and Ming'er doesn't live alone. Madame said to the general.
Xianzhen just hugged his wife and said, "I don't want you to die, wait for me, and I will come back alive to see you." ”
That's just pretty words.
He knew, the general knew, and Wang Zeng knew.
The general's wife is even clearer.
The white tiger thunder slashed Meng Tian's consciousness scattered, he couldn't stand it, put down the long sword in his hand that had accompanied him all his life, and looked up to the sky and stared at the night sky full of thunder in the north.
"Gongziyu, 60,000 soldiers are waiting for you in hell. The Wind and Thunder Rider wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, he couldn't even speak.
The last thunderbolt came from the sky, and Wang Lang saw with his own eyes that the demon would be shattered to pieces and fall down.
In the wilderness outside the gate, Xianzhen sat arrogantly on the war horse, and saw a person coming from the thunder and closing the gate of the tiger prison with his own strength.
The lonely demon will just clench the catastrophe in his hands.
Meng Tian didn't come out.
This result was the outcome he had already guessed when he witnessed the Thunder descending.
The general's heart was dead seventy years ago, but he still felt the pain that tore through his chest spread in the depths of his soul.
This desperate world, those people, one after another, finally all left him.
In this battle, the Wind and Thunder Cavalry were completely annihilated.
In this battle, the Tiger rode in the Tiger Prison Pass and removed the name.
Fifteen thousand people died in this battlefield where blood and fire burned all over the place, and half of the 60,000 troops were imprisoned in the tiger prison.
The new recruits in the inner city trembled in the sea of thunder, and such miracles had made them forget their fears.
Yuan Zhe put down the drum hammer, and since Wang Lang went into battle, he has broken five drum hammers. The scholar stood on top of the inner city, watching the general close the gate of the outer city with his own hands, and then looking at the head of the outer city, all the demon pawns of the ancestors had been smashed to pieces by the thunder.
"Won. Yuan Zhe said, but he didn't feel the slightest joy of victory.
In the battle to capture the city, Zhou Shen was killed in battle, and Ye Xuan was seriously injured. Bai Ze relied on the jade of the nine-colored deer from noon to dusk, and now he was exhausted, standing in the outer city with his sword, his legs were faintly trembling, and his hands and shoulders were already unconscious.
The cost of this battle is too great.
The offensive mode of the Tiger Prison Protector Formation has been activated, which means that the last hole card of the city defense is gone.
Can you still block the next round of attacks?
Yuan Zhe closed his eyes and breathed heavily.
This night is destined to be a sleepless night.
The moment the white tiger roared and disappeared, the horn of death sounded in the field outside the gate.
"Woo!——"
The trumpet is desolate, filled with the slaughter of the eternal night.
The black tide surged, and the first man still did not move, but the crowd had already passed him and rushed towards the city where the tiger prison was confiding.
Bai Ze was no longer able to fight, he retreated from the outer city, did not fly with the sword, only rode a war horse left by the tiger horse, and went to the residence where Chen Yuanfang and them were in the city.
The armor on the young man's body was already torn to the point that he was disheveled, and his hair was messy, but the condensed sword intent on his body was getting sharper and sharper in the withering.
Bai Ze returned to the courtyard, and when he took off his armor, he alarmed Liu Ling, and when he entered the door, the old monster who didn't know how many years had passed in the north didn't say anything, only looked at him a few times.
"Xiaobai?" Chen Yuanfang heard the movement, and also came out of the room, and was startled when he saw Bai Ze with his hair scattered and his embarrassed appearance.
"Let me sleep for a while. Bai Ze didn't wait for them to ask, just said this, entered the door, and fell asleep.
In the second half of the night, the sky-high flames rose from the outer city, causing the marching troops to bring the latest battle situation, saying that the adjutant general Shen Mojun was killed in the outer city.
The outer city of the Tiger Prison fell again.
At the end of the night, the third day of the siege began. The army of the first to finally stop attacking, but as far as the eye can see, the outer city is already densely packed with dead people, which is terrifying.
"Boom, Xie Xuan, the tiger prison can't be stopped. Li Tianxing stood at the top of the ladder, looking at the huge city pass in front of him, "Prepare to die......
Endless blood qi gathered from the Tiger Prison Pass under the traction of the demon array, Li Tianxing sneered and hugged the sky in the north, "When the blood demon is completed, it is the time when the deity enters the holy gate with one foot!
At the same time, the 25,000 cavalry that set out from Heyang City had been broken, and thousands of men and horses were frozen to death in the cold winter of the northern border.
The men and horses who went straight to the Tiger Prison Pass were only 8,000 horsemen. Tao Hongjing, the great master of Tianzhu Mountain, took the lead, and his luck became a way, and Mengmeng Daoyun covered 8,000 cavalry, and followed the marching route trampled by the 200,000 troops of the ancestors, and rushed for his life.
Eight thousand horsemen, two horses each, one horse was so tired that he foamed at the mouth and nose, and then switched to another war horse.
The remaining 8,000 horsemen, led by Zhao Dun, the Duke of Chengguo, followed Tao Hongjing and Mu Suifeng far behind, and were also rushing to the battlefield of Tiger Prison Pass.
"Xie Xuan, hold on. "The Great Grandmaster of Tianzhu Mountain is constantly approaching the battlefield, and the swirling demonic qi has gradually become clear in the sea of consciousness.
The closer the distance, the clearer the eerie aura of the demonic aura became. A day ago, Xie Xuan sent a message and told Tao Hongjing that Li Tianxing had a magic weapon comparable to a holy soldier in his hand.
Holy Soldiers.
Tao Hongjing received the transmission, only to feel that his scalp was numb.
He had already tried his best to rush to the Tiger Prison Pass, but if Xie Xuan couldn't hold him to the Tiger Prison Pass, then their plot layout in the north would probably be wiped out in an instant.
The situation is so urgent that there can be no delay for half a minute.
"How long will it take to get to the Tiger Prison Pass?" beside Tao Hongjing, the city lord of Heyang, Mu Suifeng, asked him, "With such a rapid march, I'm afraid that even when I get there, these 8,000 cavalry are almost the same, and they have completely lost the ability to fight against the 200,000 ghost pawns of the first generation." ”
"As long as you can get there, it's not a problem. Tao Hongjing's tone was serious, "I have a way to change the situation, but if I can't get there before the accident in the Tiger Prison, then everything will be over." ”
Mu Suifeng's brows furrowed.
The battle situation in Tiger Prison is at a critical juncture.
The battle around the inner city began the moment the sun leaped over the horizon.
The horn of war sounded outside the gates.
But this time, in the field outside the gate, the immovable demon shadow moved.
The first horse jumped up, rushed to the head of the outer city of the Tiger Prison Pass, and stared arrogantly at the guards of the inner city of the Tiger Prison Pass, the great Sima of Yan State, Wang Lang.
Draw your sword first.
The famous sword crossing tribulation pointed directly at Wang Lang's head.
"Enlightened, understood. The demon will say so.
Eight thousand swords in Heyang City, coming quickly!