Chapter 329: The Decisive Battle (Medium)

Seeing that those people had filled the trench and rushed straight to the city gate, Yuan Ziyue was so anxious that there was fire in her eyes, snatched the torch, jumped down from the wall, and in the exclamation and pull of the soldiers, only her fluttering green silk fluttered and slipped down at her fingertips.

She flew past the people whose eyes were red and white, and threw her torch into the gap of a trench that had not yet been filled, and the sparks rose up, burning along the trench like a fire dragon, burning the oncoming meat golems along the wind with the wind in front of her, the barrier of the wall of fire could not help but hinder the invasion of the meat golems, and the fireworks also had a deterrent effect on the black vultures hovering above.

Yuan Ziyue held the Yin Soul in front of the city gate, cut off the heads of several people with a horizontal knife, turned around and kicked them into the blazing trench, and the soldiers standing on the city wall saw that she was going to be surrounded by meat puppets, and immediately flew down the city wall to block the meat puppets for her, and fought side by side.

Lin Zijian squinted at this group of young men and women who were not afraid of death, recalling that he had lived an ordinary life even though he was talented, and suddenly laughed a few times, flew off the city wall, and joined the battle group.

However, they didn't expect that these meat puppets were just forwards, when the first wave of raids was solved, everyone felt a slight tremor in the air, and soon the ground began to shake, and dozens of feet away in front of the crooked horse rejection array, there appeared a pig-headed horse body, a lynx beast mount with sharp feet and long fangs, riding on the real remnants of the Baili clan, they rampaged and waved their bright weapons like layers of huge waves swept in front of them in a blink of an eye, roaring towards the city gate!

Yuan Ziyue's face turned pale, and the hand holding Yin Lu finally began to tremble, "How come! Why is this happening? Where did these monsters come from? Why haven't the whistles found the rumors in various places?"

"Harbor docks!ghost boats!cargo ships!" Lin Zijian said loudly, "Quick! Open the city gates, let us in!" Miss Yuan, we are not enough people, we are not the opponents of the lynx, we will be trampled into mud! "Open the city gates!" he roared at the city wall!

But even if it were to take the risk of opening the gates and letting them in, it would be too late.

The long beast fangs didn't distinguish between friend and foe at all, and with a shake of its head, it swept the meat golems and the black-armored army out one after another.

Zeng Miaoxuan stood in the battle array, and was above everyone, she let go of the magic Xun on her lips, her body slowly floated into the air, her eyebrows and eyes looked coldly at the bloody Shura field under the field, evoking a hint of interesting smile, she jumped up and flew in the direction of the Imperial Guard Tower.

"We can't open the city gate! We are the last line of defense, if they break through, the royal capital will fall!" Yuan Ziyue shouted an order!"Don't open the city gate!" She was already covered in blood, and the scars on her face had not faded and new injuries had been added, but she became more and more courageous, and the blood mist was raised between the sweeps, and her head was flying down.

She raised her eyes to look at the gloomy canopy that had been covered by the black vultures, tears flashed in her eyes, she couldn't see the last side of Yu Mingxuan before she died, she was really unwilling!

Just when a group of people were full of despair and exhausted their last strength to swing their knives and fight to slash and kill the enemy army, bursts of low piano music with a thunder-like aura played above, and the qi waves containing endless killing intent were surging, like an invisible barrier enveloping the lynx beast legion, and the battlefield instantly froze for a moment, that is, this moment, gave the black armor army a chance to breathe, and the city gate that had opened a crack was finally opened, and everyone supported each other, quickly evacuated the battlefield, and retreated into the city gate one after another, and the heavy city gate slammed shut again。

When Lin Zijian and Yuan Ziyue climbed the city wall covered in blood, they saw a white-clothed Guancun Mountain sitting on the ground, three strings with colorful light played out a streamer phantom at his fingertips, and the fairy sound spread out, and it seemed to pluck everyone's heartstrings.

A dark green voice fluttered down among several people, it was You Xue.

She didn't look at Guan Cunshan, who was sitting on the ground, she swept over the crowd, and with a wave of her hand, a group of black-armored troops led by Hongbao appeared on the ridge of the city wall, holding a round black sphere in their hands, and a long lead had been ignited.

I saw that they raised their hands and threw them down, and they all fell in the lynx beast army, like a flat thunder, exploded violently, and suddenly the field was full of flesh and blood, and the white smoke that rose up seemed to be a fatal poisonous smoke to those meat puppets and lynxes, and the Baili warriors who followed up were thrown off their horses one after another, and the black vultures in the sky also seemed to be stimulated by something, and they all turned back and fled in all directions.

Meeting Lin Zijian's puzzled gaze, You Xue said: "In your black fire thunder, I asked Bian Jiao to add medicine, and the reason why the lynx beast obeyed Zeng Miaoxuan's magic xun was probably a Gu worm who was placed as a meat puppet. ”

She stepped forward to wipe the blood from Yuan Ziyue's face, and said softly: "Hold on a little longer, Ji Wuyan and they have already sent someone to notify the defenders of the counties in front to come over." ”

Yuan Ziyue saw the determination in her eyes, her heart sank, and she wanted to pull her sleeve, but a bloody battle just now made her arm heavy and collapsed, and her fingertips trembled, and when she raised her hand to pull towards You Xue, she had already turned around and walked quickly down the city wall, and swept away in the direction of the imperial guard tower.

Guan Cunshan also stopped moving, he stared at the battlefield below and the raging trench flames, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, he held the three-stringed piano, and his fingertips plucked the floating light three thousand again, like a sharp and sharp ice blade, shooting down overwhelmingly, and suddenly there was a miserable howl from below.

He didn't look at everyone's stunned and amazed adoring gazes, and his figure disappeared on the city wall in a flash, disappearing without a trace.

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When the bells and drums of the Imperial Guard Tower resounded over the royal capital, it was already empty.

At this time, the sun was falling, the night was about to cover the earth, the ordinary people hid in the cellars of their homes and shivered, the screams of large black birds flying in the sky above the city were like the gloom of the end of the world, and the shouts of killing outside the four walls did not stop.

Not only that, but the palace was also full of blood and corpses.

The Black Armor Army and the Shenwu Battalion were both dressed in armor and silver helmets, and their faces were covered with silver masks, revealing only two eyes, and they patrolled all over the palaces and Yongdao Gardens with great vigour, searching for suspicious people.

Thirty-six monks in cyan robes sat on all sides of the tower, and they formed a strange circle on the outside and the inside, and the purple light rising from the gaps between the ten fingers of the monks gathered into thirty-six waves of qi, wrapping around the cylindrical tower and spreading upwards, rising into the sky.

A white robe slowly descended from the void in the center of the circle.

His appearance did not interfere with the operation of the circle, but instead made the purple qi wave more pure, and as he plucked the three colorful strings, a soft and low tone flowed from his fingertips, and wailing and roaring from far and near came one after another.

(End of chapter)