Reluctantly lifting his strength, Mr. Hua, who was standing on the city wall, looked at the cavalry who was deeply encircled, slowly closed his eyes, his face twitched slightly, his expression revealed a trace of unbearability, and he said softly: "I'm sorry......"

At this moment, his heart was like a knife.

In his layout, these 30,000 cavalry were meant to be sacrificed, and their value was to drag the rebels and delay them for a long enough time, of course, the hidden blood in the bones of these people would also become crazy at the last moment and hit the rebels hard.

At that time, even if the rebels swallow all these 30,000 people, they will naturally have to pay a heavy price, which means that Night City can hold out for more time.

But—

At this moment, Mr. Hua found that he was a little unbearable in his heart, and even he had the urge to save people.

Originally, he thought that he had the ability to lay out the Dark Phoenix, but at this critical moment, he found that it was not the layout ability that he lost to the Dark Phoenix, he was defeated by his mentality, and from beginning to end, he was unable to be as ruthless as the Dark Phoenix Han Wenxu.

However, for Mr. Hua now, saving people is just one of his thoughts.

In order to block the sword of the mirror of the Tai, he paid a heavy price, not only his own qi was seriously injured, but his five internal organs were also greatly impacted, now it is the need of the situation, he has to forcibly press the tumbling out of the qi and blood, relying on his own perseverance to hold on, at this moment he is like a huge hundred-year-old tree, the outside looks extremely strong and straight, but in fact, his center is empty, once there is a storm, it is enough to destroy him.

Mr. Hua did not dare to take such a risk, and he could not take such a risk.

……

……

"Battle—"

Without the slightest hesitation, and without the slightest hesitation, one of the commanders of the Great Snow Dragoon let out a roar of rage, clenched his spear, and charged towards the rebels.

- There were three commanders who came with him, although on weekdays, the three of them did not have the slightest friendship, but they were all snow dragon riders, they all carved the pride of the big snow dragon riders into their bones, this was enough, in the two days of confrontation, the other two commanders were warriors, and many of his brothers were also killed in battle...... But he survived, and he knew very well in his heart what the meaning of his survival was...... That's killing more enemies.

There is no regret about charging and dying.

Now.

The stiff back of the Great Snow Dragoon looked a little pathetic.

Seeing this, the rest of the Great Snow Dragoons did not have the slightest fear, and almost unanimously let out a roar and began to accelerate their charge.

Horizontal and vertical are dead - afraid of a hammer.

With the Great Snow Dragon Rider in the lead, the commander of the Fire Qilin Cavalry and the Commander of the Drifting Cloud Light Cavalry did not flinch in the slightest, on the contrary, their expressions actually showed extremely excited looks, let out a roar, and kept up with the pace of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry.

All of a sudden, before Night City, it became the main battlefield.

Shangguan Tianfeng almost pressed all the power that could be used, and even the two in the Blood Demon Palace, he let them join, not only that, but he himself also joined in.

The rebels completed an incomparably solid encirclement.

This made the rushing Snow Dragoon and the others pay an incomparably heavy price.

Tripwires, shields, bows and arrows, crossbow arrows...... The rebels have almost everything they can do, and they have only one goal, and that is to completely kill these 30,000 enemies.

The cavalry led by the Great Snow Dragoon is still rushing to kill, they are already holding the will to die, killing one will not lose money, killing two to make money...... The more you kill, the more you earn.

The neighing of war horses and the sound of wailing were endless.

Before Night City, it became a battlefield of Shura.

……

……

In the middle of the night city.

Trapped in the encirclement of the Blizzard Army, the Blood Ancestor kept roaring, his body sometimes jumping, sometimes rushing and killing, sometimes backwards, like a fish in a fishing net, at a loss, jumping wildly.

If you want to trap a great grandmaster-level master, the Blizzard Army has paid a heavy price, from the moment of trapping it to now, at least five hundred people have been seriously injured and killed.

Of course, although the Blood Ancestor is strong, he is not an immortal, under the ruthless joint siege of the Tyrant Blood Army, he himself has suffered a lot of injuries, including a wound on his thigh, the spear directly pierced the thigh, and the blood did not stop, which made his movements completely less agile than before.

A roar of rage rang out.

Blood Ancestor stretched out his arms, his body was slightly sideways, and he directly took the spear that was stabbing at him into his arms, raised his right hand, and slashed down with a strong internal force.

Clicks–

A dozen spears broke off in response.

In the eyes of the Blood Ancestor, the killing intent was incomparably strong, looking at the Blizzard Army holding a scimitar and stabbing at him like a poisonous snake, the tip of the broken spear in his hand flew out suddenly, directly nailing the three Blizzard Army to the ground, the nailed body struggled, and the blood continued to flow out, but no one let out a wail.

In an instant, at least eighteen spears stabbed Xiang Xuezu, the situation was pressing, and Xuezu had to take a step back, and the Blizzard Army advanced strongly, occupying an advantageous position, and began to rescue the three people who were crucified to the ground.

"You want me to die...... Don't think about it!"

The sound of angry shouts came out, and the Blood Ancestor once again launched a fierce attack, and the tattered sleeves were pulled out, like a hard steel whip, mercilessly whipping the Blizzard Army beside him, and the domineering force directly shattered the heavy armor of the Blizzard Army.

Soon.

The Blizzard Army, which has complete armor, rotates up and once again forms an encirclement of the Blood Ancestor.

Blood Ancestor's expression became extremely hideous, looking at the spear that came to assassinate again, he stepped out, reached out and grabbed the two spears, and then rushed forward with his body, the spear with a fierce might, directly pierced the bodies of the two Blizzard troops in succession, and finally was overwhelmed, and it was broken into two.

Holding two barrels of guns, he swept out.

The Blizzard troops around them retreated in unison.

Blood Ancestor took a deep breath, hurriedly adjusted his tumbling qi and blood, and used his internal force to plug the wound on his thigh, so as not to bleed too much.

The retreating Blizzard army did not give the Blood Ancestor too many chances, and soon besieged it, and the spear stabbed at the Blood Ancestor with fierce might.

The Blood Ancestor let out a roar that bordered on madness.

Even Iron Man can't afford to live with the Blizzard Army so continuously, as if it were a kraft candy-like play.

The Blood Ancestor felt like he was about to go berserk.

(End of chapter)