As he spoke, all the masters of the Demon Venerable Palace were about to rush up.

But at this moment, a whistling sound like a mountain and a sea erupted from a distance.

"What's going on?"

Everyone looked and saw that on the battlefield on the coast of Nanzhou in the distance, the expeditionary force and the rebel army had broken through the three lines of defense arranged by the Annan army on the coastline.

It was about to storm the "city wall" of the coastal barracks.

"What is Ge Zhicheng doing!"

Many were originally in the many armies of the Demon Venerable Army. The masters who served as staff officers were suddenly furious in their hearts.

Although he knew that the men and horses of the Righteous Army and the Expeditionary Force were the elite of the elite, the Annan Army was also one of the four armies in the world.

How could three lines of defense be broken in a short period of time, and the enemy was standing on the wall.

Ge Zhicheng also complained bitterly in his heart, the enemies of the two armies were not only extremely elite soldiers, but also veterans who crawled out of the sea of corpses and fought bloodily.

Not to mention the 20,000 people of the Desolate Ancient Army, all of whom are above the Holy Realm.

His own 30,000 Annan troops, although they are also elite.

But most of them have never fought any battles, and at best they have done some things like guarding the border and going south to suppress bandits.

Although the personal qualities of the soldiers are quite good, in terms of combat experience, they are much worse.

In fact, Speaking of which, Annanjun's performance is enough to make him happy.

In the face of a well-trained and battle-hardened enemy, these Annam troops, who were to some extent recruits, did not flinch or fear.

Armed with their own weapons, they fought these fierce enemies close to each other.

When he encounters a weak cultivator, he can't stand up anymore with a knife to keep it.

If the cultivation is high, one person can't beat it, so three people form a formation to fight it.

"General Ge, the enemy is attacking. Standing on the top of the tall and thick wall, his face turned a little pale.

The voice that spoke also lost its former calmness and became a little trembling.

It's no wonder that he, a civilian official, when did he come to such a tragic battlefield to see this bloody scene?

Although his face is bloodless now, and the two are trembling, he can stabilize his mind strongly, and he is already worthy of being the great butler valued by Qi Ming, the master of the Demon Venerable Palace.

"Don't be nervous with your lords, even if they break into the wall, the last general will have a plan to do. Ge Zhicheng said.

He also admires Bei Sui.

When a scholar saw this red-and-white battlefield, he could still stand on his own.

This is much better than the wine bags and rice bags I have seen before, and the useless guys who are scholars.

"Don't follow your lordship, please move to the rear army to watch the battle. This matter of fighting the enemy is better left to us warriors. Ge Zhicheng said that he was going to take Bei Sui out of this place.

But who knew that Ge Zhicheng was just about to ask Don't leave with him, but Don't Sui shook his head resolutely.

"No, General Ge, I'm going to stay here. "Don't follow the whisper.

Although his voice was still a little shaky, he could hear a hint of determination.

"The bandits are in front, the soldiers are fighting bravely, how can I sit in a corner and sit idly by? General Ge, please give me a pair of bows and arrows. Someone else can't do anything else, but when it comes to archery, I still know a little bit about it. ”

The meaning of not following is obvious, I will not leave, I will stay and fight the enemy with the soldiers.

Ge Zhicheng looked at Bei Sui's pale face, and what he heard in his ears was the fighting cries of the soldiers in front of him.

"Okay, don't follow your lordship, the last will give you the bow and arrow that I use. The last general dares to guarantee that this is the best pair of bows and arrows in the whole Annan army. Ge Zhicheng said.

"Thank you, General Ge. ”

"Xizhou Righteous Army!

"Guan He belongs! Kill the enemy and annihilate the enemy!"

The Rebels and Expeditionary Forces were shouting with the orders to charge, and the soldiers roared along with them.

Taken together, the number of the two armies is now more than 30,000.

With the remaining 8,000 cavalry, there are about 40,000 more.

The Annan Army, with the advantage of geographical advantages, although it was at a disadvantage in numbers, its casualties were always maintained at about 1 to 3.

Of the 30,000 Annan troops, there are still 20,000 troops left.

However, this also comes to an end.

The three periphery lines of defense have all been breached, and fierce offensive and defensive battles have been staged on top of the parapet walls.

Arrows are useless at this time, and even if there are arrows, they will not be large batches of arrows, but cold arrows one by one.

The wall has now become the bloodiest and most tragic place on the entire battlefield.

The swords and swords, the spears and stabs, after each flash of the weapon, there will be corpses that gradually lose their body temperature.

The number of soldiers on both sides is constantly consuming each other.

This is completely a lifeless way to play, this is a desperate battle.

But knowing this, the commanders on both sides still did not stop their behavior against the army.

Because they know that if they want to divide the winner, the only way to do so is to continue to invest a steady stream of troops to consume the opposing forces.

This kind of battle is to see who can't hold back and retreat first.

The side that retreats first will inevitably suffer more damage.

"Is the eight-armed crossbow ready?" Ge Zhicheng asked the adjutant beside him.

"General, everything is ready!" replied the adjutant.

"Okay! Let the brothers quickly withdraw and be dragged to the camp. Ge Zhicheng said.

The so-called camp is actually the place where the army is stationed behind the Nanzhou defense line.

It was only because of the suddenness and particularity of the war that Ge Zhicheng transformed all the garrisons behind the defensive line.

Not only were there trenches and horse rejections, but even ordinary camp tents were reinforced into stone and wood huts.

Ge Zhicheng wants to have a street battle with the rebels and the expeditionary army.

The Annam Army lost the frontal battlefield, but this battle will not be over.

Ge Zhicheng's first goal was to completely annihilate the enemy, which was of course unlikely.

The second goal is to keep the enemy out of the city, but now it seems that the failure of this goal is a matter of time.

Then settle for the next best thing and drag the enemy!

After Li Quanyi won the goal of Beizhou, even if the main city of the Demon Venerable Palace was lost, then the Demon Venerable Palace side would have a chance to make a comeback.

Between the high walls and the densely fortified camp, there was a clearing about thirty paces long.

At the intersections in front of the camp and on the houses, there were many stout and tall eight-armed crossbows.

The targets of these eight-armed crossbows were all aimed at this clearing.

The eight-armed crossbow is a unique siege machine of the Annam Army, but it is now used as a tool for defending and killing the enemy, which is also quite good.

The eight-armed crossbow is smaller than a normal siege crossbow, but it has a full eight mounts for firing three-inch thick bolts.

From the outside, the eight-armed crossbow is far more threatening than the average siege crossbow.

And the practice of the Annan Army has also proved that the crossbow arrows shot by an eight-armed crossbow can directly penetrate the death of three demon cultivators in the Body Refining Realm, and the lethality is extremely great.

The masters of the Demon Venerable Palace and the masters of the coalition army were tense, but none of them dared to make the first move.

Because the two sides are so poised to take the lead, unless they are cultivating to the heavens, the Dharma king-level master will take the lead.

Otherwise, if you are someone else, I am afraid that you will be the first to be set on fire.

Although his life was not seriously damaged, it was inevitable that he would suffer some minor or serious injuries.

At present, none of the Dharma King masters have done anything, and no one among the other Saint Kings is willing to be this upstart.

"Fight and retreat, what do you want to do!" Yan Nanming frowned, looking at these Demon Venerable Palace masters in front of him with disdain.

Although Yan Nanming's momentum was very high, he was actually weak in his own heart.

The time of the secret technique is almost over, and when the secret technique disappears, he Yan Nanming is just a relatively powerful Saint King, and he is definitely not the opponent of the Dharma King.

The Demon Venerable Palace King at the head was a white-haired old man, and the skin around his eyes had dried up like a dead tree.

But his eyes were still blazing, and substantial light flashed under his eyes.

Don't judge people by their appearance, this Dharma King looks like an old man who is dying.

But in fact, he is only 2,000 years old this year, and he still has a thousand years of yang life to enjoy.

The reason why he made this picture of immortality, like a candle in the wind, is because the exercises he cultivates are different.

"King of the Void Law, this group of people is not moving, but their words are agitated, are they trying to lure us to show a flaw first, so as to wait for the opportunity to move?"

The other Dharma King behind him transmitted his demonic consciousness and called him the "Void Dharma King".

"Don't worry, wait for me to think twice. The Void King replied lightly.

The Void Law King was now thinking about himself, thinking about what Chu Ke had just said.

Did the Demon Venerable Palace Master and Wuyang Shu leave the Barbarian Witch Continent?

If this is true, then isn't the strongest individual cultivation in the Barbarian Witch Continent right now?

Since he is the first person in this Barbarian Witch Continent, why do you have to work hard for Qi Ming's Demon Venerable Palace?

Why can't the Demon Venerable Palace be your own Demon Venerable Palace?

Thinking of this, the Void Law King's heart began to weigh the pros and cons.

Should you still take this group of fools who are still loyal to Qi Ming now, and fight to the death with Ju Xinshui's people?

Is it for the result of a Demon Venerable Palace continuing to lead the Barbarian Witch Continent?

The Void King felt that there was no need for this.

"People don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, Qi Ming, you are no longer in this barbarian witch continent, there is another Nirvana to balance you. How many years have passed, and it's time for the Barbarian Witch Continent to change its surname......"

The eyes of the Void Dharma King constantly flashed with the light of greed for power.

It's just that his cultivation is too high, and it is extremely hidden, and no one around him can see what he is thinking in his heart now.

"Less than 30% of this group of people can listen to my orders. The rest are all Qi Ming's diehard ......"

The Void Law King silently calculated in his heart, he now has ambitions.

Chu Ke's words made his ambition grow.

Originally, because Qi Ming was there, he was able to deter the Void Law King, who had the ability and ambition.

But now that Qi Ming and Wu Yangshu have chosen to self-exile into the Three Realms, no one can suppress them.

As a result, these guys, who were originally ambitious in their hearts, began to move.

"It's too early to reveal my intentions yet. The Void Dharma King said in his heart, "Internal and external troubles, I have to let them consume each other, and that time is the best time for me to establish myself as a king!"

The Void Law King made up his mind, and he decided to use the group of diehards of the Demon Venerable Palace behind him to consume the living power of the righteous army and the desolate ancients.

When the snipe and the clam compete and both lose, it is the moment when he appears as a fisherman to reap the fruits of victory.

"Hahaha, let you fight to the death, so that I can enjoy it!"

I paid attention in my heart, but on the surface, I had to pretend to be a gentleman with a righteous leader.

I saw that the Void Law King suddenly raised his eyebrows angrily, and shouted coldly at Yan Nanming.

"Bold thief, this is a dispute within my barbarian witch, what does it have to do with you desolate ancients? quickly retreat, leave the barbarian witch, and go back to your desolate ancient continent!" said the Void Law King.

It's just that Yan Nanming is also a violent temper, and when he heard the Void Law King's words, he couldn't help but sneer and get angry.

"Old immortal, you fought with me alone just now, why do you think you have an eighty percent chance of winning if you beat me?" Yan Nanming sneered.

"You're dying, you don't have many days to live. Cultivation is nothing more than that for now, and I have already achieved this in the prime of life, and the future is limitless. Do you think you can break through Nirvana and master a living being?"

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Yan Nanming just ridiculed casually, but he didn't expect it to be what the Void Law King thought in his heart.

The Void Law King had a weak heart, and although he knew that Yan Nanming was just unintentionally speaking, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Fortunately, with their backs to the many Demon Venerable Palace masters, they couldn't see the slight change in the expressions on their faces.

"Huangkou child, don't do a useless battle of words again. The Void Law King said lightly, "Ming people don't say dark words, let's see the real chapter under our hands." ”

Before the words fell, the Void Law King turned into a streamer and rushed towards Yan Nanming first.

Yan Nanming's secret technique time was almost up, but he was still not afraid of the enemy, and waved his long sword to meet him from the front.

"Look at the sword!"

For a while, the two sides fought together again.

Chu Ke sighed helplessly, so he could only pick up the Xianglong Sword and find his opponent again.

But coincidentally, this time Chu Ke's opponent is still the Long Stick Saint King.

But it is slightly different from before, because of the transmission of Wuyang Book, Chu Ke has no fighting spirit now.

And after fighting with the Long Stick Saint King, Chu Ke was surprised to find that the other party seemed to be paddling.

This can be clearly felt from the power of the Xianglong Sword.

The move is still the same move, but the power contained in each move of the Long Stick Saint King is far less than the one when he fought against Chu Ke before.

What is the rationale for this?

Looking at the expression of the Long Stick Saint King again, Chu Ke found that the Long Stick Saint King really had no intention of fighting again.

It can be seen from his eyes that he is now fighting against Chu Ke, and it is more of a taste of not being able to work hard.

Chu Ke handed over an inquiring look to the Long Stick Saint King, but the Long Stick Saint King's face showed helplessness.

Chu Ke comprehended, fought and retreated with the Long Stick Saint King, and quietly broke away from the battle group and came to a secluded place.

The clouds are lush here, and the others are focused on fighting, and they can't pay attention to the specific situation of the two.

"I don't want to fight. ”

Chu Ke, who originally wanted to act, suddenly let go of his hand, but it was the Long Stick Saint King who withdrew the stick and stood opposite Chu Ke in the air.