"The enemy is in complete disarray. Limbo clenched his sword.

At this moment, the advantages of the ghost state-owned organization have been brought into play.

The group of monks of the Six Realms was in chaos, and although the defenders of the Ghost Kingdom still did not see any chance of victory, they were much easier than before, and the remaining survivors also made the discipline of the team stronger and stronger, although the combat power has subsided, but the casualties have slowed down.

Liming City is divided into small defense areas, and generally there will be no more than 250 people in each small defense area.

These two hundred and fifty people must have come from the same city, and as far as possible, they were people from the same area of the same city, and even if they did not know each other, they could be familiar with each other.

What's more, after more than one night, even if they were not familiar with each other before, the two hundred and fifty people were at least familiar with each other, and it was not difficult for one or two people to get to know each other completely.

What's more, at this time, it is great luck to have 100 remnants in a defense area, and it is generally only 50 or 60 people, and even more than ten or even all of them are killed.

And the most important point is that the manpower of each defense zone is forbidden to leave their respective defense zone, but any unfamiliar face that appears in the defense zone is the enemy.

It is inevitable that some of them will flee against orders, but since they have no will to fight and flee their positions, even if they are killed, there is no big problem.

And those who put their lives to cause chaos are special teams, and they are never prepared to return alive.

The chaos they caused, on the one hand, caused the monks of the Six Realms to relax their attack on Liming City because of their mutual vigilance, and on the other hand, it also greatly increased the hostility between the monks of the Six Realms.

It's just that......

The chaos caused by these could not reverse the tide of the battle after all, and the entire time for the collapse of Liming City could only be delayed as much as possible.

Hopefully, we can create more opportunities for Blackwater City.

At the head of Blackwater City, the city lord of Blackwater City, Liu Wumei, was still standing silently.

Behind him, there was a lot of noise and noise in Blackwater City, boiling in the sky, as if it was a waterfall rushing down from the Nine Heavens.

Liu Wumei couldn't help frowning, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the woman in purple walking up to the city with an anxious face.

"City Lord......" The woman in purple gasped and said with some trepidation.

"Why are you so flustered?" said Liu Wumei.

"The inhabitants of the city were agitated, and they were anxious to leave and flee to the shelter, and all the open gates were blocked, and the locked gates were also attacked, and they wanted to force the gates open and leave. Stampedes occur frequently, resulting in fights, looting, disputes and even rape, and the casualties are feared to have reached thousands. There is no shortage of people to maintain law and order in the city, and now there is chaos in the city!" the woman said anxiously.

Liu Wumei frowned, and said coldly: "The evacuation was secretly evacuated from various areas of the West City Gate, who leaked the news?"

The woman in purple took a deep breath and looked at Liu Wumei's expression a little apprehensive.

Say. Liu Wumei's voice was slightly cold, which made the woman in purple shiver for a while.

Although Liu Wumei is quite kind on weekdays, once he talks about business, he has always been resolute and resolute, and he will never tolerate any personal feelings. Those who leak the news are afraid that they will not be able to escape this catastrophe.

"Back to the city lord, is it...... It's the pearl. The woman in purple gritted her teeth and said, "Mingzhu also wants her parents to leave as soon as possible, her parents are in the easternmost area, if they have to wait until they are evacuated in order......"

"Stars, needless to say. Liu Wumei interrupted the purple-clothed woman's words and said slightly coldly, "I understand, I understand." ”

The star breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to thank Liu Wumei on behalf of Mingzhu, but Liu Wumei continued: "But rules are rules, even if there are thousands of reasons, breaking the rules and causing evil consequences, you must be responsible for your actions." ”

"City Lord!" exclaimed the star.

"Banish the pearl from Blackwater City. Liu Wumei said, "The order will go down, and from now on, everyone will sit quietly in the city, and no explicit orders will be given, and no reckless action will be allowed, but those who do not obey will be killed, and all their clansmen will be expelled from Blackwater City, and the refuge will not be contained!"

If Mingzhu doesn't take her parents out of the Xicheng area without permission, Mingzhu's parents must belong to the part that can't be saved.

So she can understand Mingzhu's decision, but as she said, breaking the rules is breaking the rules, and no matter what the purpose, she has to take this responsibility.

She couldn't order Mingzhu to be killed, so she could only expel Mingzhu from Blackwater City and entrust her life and death to the Mandate of Heaven.

As for Mingzhu's parents, that will be her only mercy, at least let Mingzhu know that her sacrifice has some results.

However, the star didn't expect so much, her pupils instantly contracted, and her voice trembled slightly: "City Lord think twice!"

"Celebrities, extraordinary moments, use extraordinary means. The chaos in Blackwater City must not be tolerated, if this kind of chaos continues, how many people will die and be injured, and how can the evacuation be carried out normally?" Liu Wumei said, "If you are ruthless at this moment, you will be ruthless to everyone. ”

"But the city lord ......," the star bit his lower lip.

"Go for it, don't hesitate any longer. It has been more than three hours since the siege array of Ming City was broken, and no one knew when the enemy would come, so more people must be evacuated as soon as possible so that more people can live. Liu Wumei said, "Everyone's life is the same, and no one is cheaper than anyone's life...... No one wants to see this kind of situation, and in order for more people to live, we have to be ruthless, you understand?"

The star clenched his fist, and it took a long time for his fist to slowly loosen again.

She let out a long sigh and said, "Understood." ”

Liu Wumei watched the figure of the star disappear into the corner of the city wall, and his expression was a little sad.

If possible, she also hoped that everyone in the city would live well, but that was not possible.

There will always be some who will die and some who will die.

No matter how great the ability is, there is nothing that can be done at this moment.

I just hope that the enemy can come later, and the fall of Mingcheng can be later.

Away from Ming City.

The chaotic battle continued, and Liming City was filled with a foul smell, mixed with bloody gas, and rose to the sky.

The young man sat on top of the ruins with his bow in his hand and his back against a broken broken wall, gasping for air.

He poured the last remaining bit of elixir into his mouth, chewed it, and urged the medicinal power to flow into his body, so that the pain in his body could be relieved.

His luck is very good, good enough to live until now, and many people whose cultivation is even more advanced than him have died in battle.

No one was left alive in the ruins but him.

All the people were reduced to corpses—or smoke—and scattered everywhere.

Right next to him was a severed hand, and the severed hand still held a sword tightly.

The young man knows that although he is still alive, although he is not so complete, he is only one step away from death.

His body had been squeezed to the limit, and his viscera and meridians had already been severely damaged, if it weren't for the surging medicinal power flowing in his body to sustain his last breath, he would have fallen to the ground and turned into a corpse.

He looked at the large iron bow in his arms.

He promised the uncle who didn't even talk too much, and he would try to live.

But there was no way for him to deliver on that promise.

He gently rubbed the large iron bow in his arms.

This bow accompanied him in battle for more than two hours.

But for him, it is as close as a lifelong companion, so inseparable.

"I'm sorry. ”

The young man spoke softly, and a stream of black blood gushed up his throat and spilled down the corner of his mouth.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with the back of his somewhat scorched hand, supported his body with a large iron bow, leaned his back against the broken wall, and stood up.

He was the only living and the last defense organizer.

The billowing smoke slowly dispersed.

One by one, the monks of the Six Realms slowly gathered around, looking at the figure of the young man, their expressions were a little stunned.

They didn't expect that it would be such a young man who resisted to the end.

He was so thin, so thin that he could fall down when the wind blew.

But at the moment he stood there, like a mountain, a mountain that stood still.

The young man looked at the figure in front of him, and he tried his best to disguise his composure and calmness like the man.

But he couldn't be calm, and he couldn't be calm.

Like wild beasts, these people came here, destroyed their homes, and killed their friends.

These people are more hateful and damned than man-eating beasts.

If it weren't for them, this would have been the time when he was sitting in front of the stove to make a fire and cooking, and after coaxing his sister to eat, it would be the time for him to go to the master's house to practice.

After an afternoon of practice, I went to the neighbor's house to pick up the little girl who had been playing with the neighbor's daughter for an afternoon, and then went home.

On the way home, the little girl would lie on his back, fall into a deep sleep, and sleep peacefully, as if his brother's back was a warm world.

When night came, the family gathered around a table, had dinner, and talked about trivial things.

My father would say whether this year's harvest was good or bad, and my mother began to talk about who had a good girl in ten miles and eight towns, and it was time to talk about family affairs.

From time to time, family members will quarrel with each other.

At that time, he would feel annoyed and disgusted.

But now he realized that everything seemed so ordinary, but it was so beautiful.

It's a pity that when he realized all this, it was all gone, it was all completely ruined.

All the good things have been burned into smoke by the flames of war, and they will never be recovered.