Swords and swords and shadows intertwined, and blood lit up the entire night.

The leaders of the two groups of Tianyi and Diwei took the lead in charging, like two sharp blades, tearing through the militia's defenses little by little.

With a single sword, they split the head of a militia captain into four petals, and the bloody milky white turbid object burst out, making his militiamen frightened and frightened. They all stepped back to make way for a free spot.

And this vacant seat was quickly occupied by the Black Lotus Society, and they killed one by one, opened their bloody mouths, clinged to their bodies, and tore at the faces of the militiamen.

Being bitten to death like this is more cruel than being hacked to death, and it can give people a sense of psychological oppression.

"Monsters! They're man-eating monsters!"

After all, the militia of the Tokunfu is only a servant, and in addition to necessary defense training, it is more to take care of the affairs of the prefecture. Compared with the Black Lotus Society, which kills all year round, not only is the psychological quality much worse, but even the combat skills are much inferior.

Seeing that the militia at the bottom of the building was losing and retreating, the adults on the top floor of the pavilion couldn't stand it anymore.

As soon as he gave the order, half of the masters in the middle and upper echelons of the Dutong Mansion immediately rushed to the bottom of the building to resist the Black Lotus Society.

Trying to keep the Black Lotus in the hallway.

Since the "White Iron" and "Black Silver" masters joined the battle, the situation on the battlefield has begun to change unpredictably.

The offensive of the Black Lotus Society was stopped! More than a dozen forwards were chopped to pieces of flesh by random knives in the crowd, and their deaths were unbearable.

"Change formation!!fan!!" Mokante saw that the offensive was wrong, and immediately adjusted the offensive formation.

The cone-shaped formation is spread out in a fan shape, attacking from multiple angles in a corner trend, on the one hand, it can prevent the "white iron" and "black silver" masters of the capital from cutting into the formation and cutting off their front and rear teams. On the other hand, the formation can be spread out in an orderly manner, making the terrain more favorable to them, and effectively suppressing the support of high martial arts and small numbers.

"They're moving so fast! The Black Lotus Society has such a commander? It's tricky!"

The people at the top of the Totofu were not idle, they looked down on the overall situation of the battlefield, looked for breakthroughs, and conveyed offensive and defensive strategies downward.

However, Mocante's command gave them a sense of frustration.

They had to admit that in terms of battlefield command, it was less than half of that man.

"What are the chances that we will be able to defend it, or when will this place be breached?" asked an old man in rusty black iron armor and holding a supernatural sword as he sat on the throne of the capital, closed his cloudy eyes, and turned to many wise men and top masters.

This black iron armor is a relic left to him by his father, in order to let him inherit the general's fearless spirit and defend the territory to the death!

However, after two generations of war, it has become as dilapidated as the old man.

"We will never let this happen! We will protect your safety with death!" a middle-aged man clenched his fist and slammed it into his chest, indignantly.

"As long as we wait for the rescue of the Divine Domain Protector Bureau, we still have hope!" said another man, who everyone knew.

But when the Divine Domain Protector Bureau will arrive is still unknown.

After all, they are newly established institutions in recent years, and they are not far from being as perfect as the Council.

"Hehe, this is just self-deception! Divine Domain Protectorate? They are just a group of young 'young babies', and even if they come, it will only increase the casualties! And with Mocante's mind, he can't think of it? He is the 'proudest' student of my life! He can't attack for a long time, and he will definitely take innocent people as hostages to force us to compromise! It's me! It's me who harmed the 100,000 people of Pera Town!"

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, Ji Xieye couldn't hold back any longer, hiding his face and crying bitterly.

Who knew that the commander of the Black Lotus Society who attacked Pera Town at night was actually a student of the capital of Pera Town?

At this time, Ji Xie's wife walked into the council hall, came to Ji Xieye's side, hugged him, and took the pain with him. It is hard to imagine that this old and thin woman is a beauty who moves the world. The years are relentless, imprinting the marks of aging on her face.

"Mokante was an orphan that my husband picked up on the battlefield, when he was a baby. I remembered that he had a poor background, so I taught him to read and write like my own son. My husband taught him the art of killing and raiding, hoping that he would take over the mission of the Conludeman family to protect the family and the country. But we didn't teach him how to be a kind person. He was born with a wicked heart, and the older he grew up, the more frightening we became. We feared that he would destroy the town of Pera, so twenty years ago he was banished by his husband to the Northwest. I thought he died in the desert snow sea, but I never thought that he would come back with hatred......"

"Whoever he is! He is our common enemy—that hasn't changed!So!Ji Xieye is in charge! Please take the overall situation first! Lead us to defeat the Black Lotus Society!Protect the safety of Pera Town!" Everyone knelt down and begged Ji Xieye to cheer up and reorganize the attack and defense.

Due to the fact that Black Lotus would suddenly launch a night attack, on the one hand, they did not organize much defense, and on the other hand, the number of masters was far from enough.

If this continues, it is only a matter of time before the capital is breached.

In a desperate situation, what can Ji Xieye do to save the crisis?

"Red Flame Regiment!" Ji Xieye's mind flashed with the name.

As for the name of the overlord of the northwest, I am afraid that everyone knows it. Originating in the border area of the three kingdoms of God's Domain, Dakomo and Yitai, it unified the chaos in the northwest with a strong hand and stopped years of war.

"But they also covet our Pera trade network. It's just that because the Divine Domain Country is still majestic, it didn't do anything to us. If we turn to them for help, I'm afraid we'll lead the wolf into the house......" One of them voiced his concerns.

Speaking of which, the Black Lotus Society and the Red Flame Troupe also have a lot of origins. According to legend, the Black Lotus Society was originally a branch of the Red Flame Regiment, but because it was dissatisfied with the distribution of interests of the Red Flame Regiment, it became independent and claimed the title of king.

"Perhaps, this is a clever plan! We can pretend to rely on the Red Flame Regiment and let them go to war with each other...... When their strength is weakened, we will reorganize our forces and break them one by one!" another put forward a different view.

His opinion was immediately recognized by everyone, and judging from the current situation, the Red Flame Regiment was indeed the only force that could contain the Black Lotus Society.

"Very well! It seems that everyone agrees with this idea!" Ji Xiye wiped away his tears and regained his strength, his thoughts became extremely clear, "We need a brave man to break out of the encirclement, go find the people of the Red Flame Regiment, and ask them to send rescue!"

"Dare to ask who can complete this mission?"

The question was thrown to everyone present.

For a time, no one dared to answer. It's not that they are greedy for life and afraid of death, but they are afraid that their own strength is insufficient, and if they are captured alive when they rush into battle, and their plans will be discovered by the enemy, then everything is over!

The huge pressure was like a giant rope, and everyone was breathless.

"I can!" a childish voice came, and everyone looked back, only to see a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy walking into the council hall with his head held high and full of confidence.