The scorpion burst out: "Fight quickly!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person suddenly jumped high from the spot, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the top of the wall, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, and the magic power of the whole body surged, and the horse chopping knife instantly expanded tenfold, slamming down to the bottom of the body.

There was a loud bang, and the rubble flew out, like a loss, hitting the surrounding defenders, and the defenders who were setting up arrows suddenly turned over on their backs and wailed.

"It's all guarded by Lao Tzu! As soon as the reinforcements arrive, it will be the death of these daredevils! One of the markers burst out and kicked violently, and seven or eight cracks appeared on the stone slab under him, and his whole body jumped high, and the sword in his hand slashed at the scorpion.

"Mid-consecration?!" The scorpion's eyes were full of mockery, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and the huge slashing knife in his hand swept through thousands of troops, slashing at the waist of the head.

It's not a life-for-life fight, because the scorpion has this self-confidence, and just before this guy's sword cuts his own head, his horse chopping knife will cut the man in half.

Feeling the piercing sound of breaking the air, the head of the mark had a solemn expression, turned sideways suddenly, changed the sword style, and erected the long sword in front of him, blocking the terrifying sword.

With a crisp sound, the horse-chopping knife blessed with magic power hit the sword body, and the hundred-for-steel sword bought with three hundred magic crystals bent out of a huge arc, and slammed straight into the abdomen of this head, with huge force, the head of the marker with armor of no less than two hundred catties was knocked out, and instantly flew out of a distance of more than ten zhang, knocking down a defender who rushed to help.

Yang Xiu's right index finger and middle finger were together, chanting the law in the air, a flying sword flew out of the scabbard behind his back, and the sword of those defenders walked through the sword dexterity, the target of this flying sword was those crossbowmen, every time it passed by the crossbowmen, it would bring out a splash of blood, either in the throat, or in the joints of the hands and feet.

Soon, there was no longer a single crossbowman standing at the head of the West Gate, and without the suppression of feathered arrows, the men with their upper bodies naked let out a burst of cheers, roaring like a tide and rushing up the wall, and the remaining soldiers began to fight in close combat.

These defenders are basically here to get oil and water, they have never been on the battlefield, and their own strength cultivation is limited, even compared with the scorpions, the bandits and rogues who are used to fighting, they are also a grade lower, so they were quickly killed by these more than 300 people.

And this wall is narrow, it can't be stretched out in formation, and the advantage of numbers can hardly be brought into play, and the remaining Ximen defenders quickly broke their courage, and only a few dozen people are still trapped and fighting.

Duan Yong was whipped by the brute bull for more than 30 times, and he was in a very unhappy mood, but he couldn't find the brute bull to come out, so he could only come out of these defenders, so he was particularly ruthless. He stabbed a sword through the chest of one of the soldiers, the sword peeking through the poor fellow's back, and then into the chest of one of the soldiers who rushed behind him, and the two defenders were strung into sugar gourds by a single sword.

Duan Yong only felt a cool breeze hit the back of his head, suddenly pulled out the long sword, turned around to block, and blocked the cut just right, Duan Yong snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the long sword slashed the iron knife hard, slashing at the young soldier with a pair of pale green eyes.

But the next moment, Duan Yong's eyes suddenly bloomed, a figure flashed, and the green-eyed soldier who was sneaking up on suddenly disappeared from front of him and appeared five steps away.

Duan Yong bared his teeth and grinned: "Monkey, what do you mean!" ”

The corners of the monkey's mouth curled: "Yo, do you want to fight me again?" ”

The corners of Duan Yong's mouth couldn't help twitching, although the monkey was the same foundation building peak as him, this guy crossed the border and drew a strong man in the early stage of enlightenment, and he couldn't beat it.

The monkey smiled and said, "Don't look at me like this, it's not that I'm bullying you newcomers, it's this guy," he pointed to the stunned green eyes that came down from him, "It's the person Venerable Ah Zhe personally ordered to protect." ”

Duan Yong was slightly stunned, and then he remembered that it was this guy named Venerable Ah Zhe just now, although their actions were exposed, but this young man must be Venerable Ah Zhe's old acquaintance, if he was killed by himself...... He was afraid for a while, and arched his hand to the monkey again and again: "Duan Mou was clumsy, and he almost killed the wrong person, but fortunately you stopped it in time, Duan Mou thanked him here." ”

The monkey waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's all for adults, it's just brothers, don't see outside." ”

Duan Yong was stunned, and a smile appeared on his face, but the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

The monkey dodged the broken knife in Greeneye's hand and shot at him like lightning.

The knife was so sudden and fast that Duan Yong didn't have time to dodge or block it, and just when he thought he was going to die, the broken knife flew past his ear, and there was a pop, followed by a stinking hot liquid spraying the back of his head.

Duan Yong turned his head blankly, and saw that the broken knife had completely submerged into the chest of a defender behind him, who was holding the knife in both hands and was about to slash at him.

If he was hit by this knife, his Duan Yong's life would be gone.

Thinking of this, Duan Yong was afraid for a while, turned his head to the monkey and said, "Duan owes you a life!" ”

The monkey smiled.

In the shadows, the corners of Yun Mo's mouth turned up slightly.

Everything that happened on the wall was in Yun Mo's eyes.

He let the more than 300 scorpions capture the city, which was a test for them, not only to test the strength of these people, but also to test the loyalty of these people.

This is the best time for them to escape, once they escape, Yun Mo will not waste energy chasing and killing, because they do not pose a threat to themselves.

The guard camp led by Ah Zhe restrained most of the defenders. Almost all of the people who came to the West Gate to help were the soldiers of the other three city gates, although there were less than a thousand people, but in less than half a burnt of incense, the scorpion's men lost more than 130 people, but Yun Mo still had no intention of making a move.

War is always about death, and Yun Mo has been thinking about this question since he heard that the scouts under the monkey have died.

And now, if the Scorpion's men can't survive against these defenders whose average strength is one level lower, they will not only not be useful in future battles, but will become a burden.

Yun Mo resisted the urge to help, his breathing became slower, and when he saw the occasional dead soldiers, the regret in his heart gradually disappeared, at this moment, he looked coldly at the bleeding, watched the fighting, and his heart was indifferent.

In the future, with the improvement of his own power and the opening of the war between the Decline Realm and the Demon Domain, the scale of the war will become larger and larger, and the number of people involved will become more and more tragic, and Yun Mo has begun to ask himself to be ruthless.

In order to win the final victory of this war, there will be deaths, and many, many people will die, some of whom he knows, and some of whom he does not know, and only by looking at the war with the most objective eyes and arranging the war with the most indifferent heart can the number of deaths be reduced to the greatest extent.

Yun Mo clenched his fists, ignored the people fighting at the wall, turned his horse's head, and drove towards the golden building. >