Chapter 253: Defeated

Dong Yong knows the horror of the ghost soldiers, if the ghost city is not protected by the formation, after the ghost soldiers enter the city at will, it will be a huge disaster for the ghost city.

Millions of people and nearly a million soldiers in the ghost city will be wiped out, and no one will survive.

Moreover, these ghost soldiers are unconscious, do not know pain, and cannot be eradicated unless they are completely eliminated, and can also absorb energy through killing, which is very powerful.

"That'...... What are we going to do?"

Cheng Chuan sighed, his face full of exhaustion, these two battles were countless times more tiring than in the past when dealing with official business for a month in a row.

Life and death, blood and fire, heavy examinations, superimposed together, make people breathless and stiff.

"Block it with human life. ”

Dong Yong gritted his teeth and said, making a word that made Cheng Chuan dumbfounded, is this to send all the millions of troops to the funeral?

But that's it.

There is no other way but to fill it with human lives.

If you can't retreat, you have to move forward bravely and fight your way.

"Ah......h

In less than half of the city, the imperial defenders outside the city were all killed, and they fell to the ground with no place to bury, and the blood mist was blurred.

"Jie Ji ......"

The roaring sound of the ghost soldiers echoed in the ground, making the soldiers in the city tremble, gasp a few breaths, their eyes were shocked, and their hands subconsciously clenched the weapons around them, but if you look closely, you will find that their bodies are trembling slightly.

"Open the city gate, the soldiers of the third column, go out of the city to fight!"

Dong Yong ordered loudly, his face was indifferent, he didn't talk about the slightest human touch, he pulled out his sword, and burst into shock.

The faces of the officers and men of the third column changed slightly, they saluted indifferently, urgently assembled, and went to fight, even if they knew that they could not come back, their eyes were full of determination, and they did not flinch at all.

Die defending your homeland and die as you deserve.

This sentence shuttles through history and echoes in everyone's ears.

"Kill!"

When the soldiers of the ancient six clans found that the gate of the ghost city was wide open, their faces were overjoyed, and they seized this rare opportunity to launch an attack desperately, with a mighty momentum that made people crazy.

"Shoot the magic arrow!"

Dong Yong ordered in a deep voice, and the thick demon-destroying swords pierced through the sky and hit the soldiers of the ancient six clans, and the terrifying power blocked the offensive of the ancient six clans.

Even the ghost soldiers who rushed in front had no power to resist, turning into a cloud of black smoke and dissipating in a scream.

In this way, the attack of the ancient six tribes was suppressed and steadily retreated.

During this period, the soldiers of the Central Empire have set up formations, launched defenses, and fought with the soldiers of the ancient six tribes, exchanging blood for time, and defending the city with their lives.

When the soldiers are almost sacrificed, Dong Yong will give an order to let the next group of soldiers go to battle, plug the gap, and not give the soldiers of the ancient six clans any chance.

Three hours later, all 100,000 soldiers were killed.

Dong Yong continued to order the soldiers of the fourth column to launch a new round of defense, and gradually, the ground began to rise, and the corpses seemed to become a mountain of corpses, brimming with terror.

In the evening, with the defense of the fifth column of the Central Empire, after a stalemate of two hours, the battle came to an end, and when the sun set, the battle came to an end.

Tomorrow, fight again.

"Brother Dong, the situation is not optimistic, we have sacrificed 280,000 troops. ”

In the City Lord's Mansion, Cheng Chuan's eyes were solemn, and he said with a wry smile, the numbers in front of him were shocking and a little difficult to accept.

That's hundreds of thousands of lives!

And so he died.

Who pays for their deaths?

Is this war......

"Is there more fire oil in the city?"

Dong Yong didn't care about casualties, he managed countless wars, he cared about life and death, and when Cheng Chuan complained, he was thinking about how to fight tomorrow.

Fighting, for generals, is an art.

Every plan, every detail, can determine the direction of the war.

"It's quite adequate. ”

At the time of battle, fire oil also becomes a combat resource, Narikawa thought for a moment, and replied affirmatively.

"Okay, take it all to the city wall tomorrow!"

Dong Yongdao, with a gloomy face, got up to patrol the city wall, from the beginning of the battle to the present, he has not rested, his nerves are tense, and he doesn't know when, it will collapse.

But, he still has to persevere.

It's been three and two more.

It's almost ......

............

"Bang! Peng!"

Early in the morning, the war drums roared, spreading throughout the battlefield, echoing for thousands of miles, and the soldiers of the ancient six tribes launched an attack, using the same formation as yesterday, rampage.

However, what is more strange is that under the city of Youcheng today, no soldiers were found, and no strange large array was used.

"Could it be that the ghost city has given up resistance?"

Many soldiers of the ancient six clans thought of it, secretly rejoicing, and the speed under their feet accelerated, preparing to take the lead, take the lead in attacking the hidden city, increase the rank of official, and go to the peak of life.

There are also some soldiers who notice that something is wrong, something is abnormal, there must be something strange, but when they look around carefully, they don't find anything abnormal, and they can't help frowning secretly.

Could it be that the place is neglected?

But the attack was sooner or later, and with a little hesitation, everyone launched an attack and rushed towards the ghost city.

Although the city is large, it looks small in the face of the attack of the crowd, as if it may be breached at any time.

But soon......

The crowd noticed that something was wrong, and as they approached the city, a dark cloud appeared in the sky.

Looking up, I found that these dark clouds were a bottle of fire oil, which was on the ground, and the rich smell filled the entire hall.

"Bad ......"

One of the generals yelled, shouting at the top of his voice: "Retreat!"

But it was too late, and one rocket after another, falling from the dome, ignited the oil and burst into flames, burning like a ghost, swaying from side to side, devouring a pull

"Ah......h

In just an instant, everyone was engulfed in flames.

Logically, they were all monks, and ordinary flames could not hurt them at all.

But don't forget.

There were also countless corpses under the city wall, and these corpses nourished by the spiritual energy caused the temperature of the flames to rise sharply, and even the solid void was burned into nothing.

"Save ...... Help......"

The screams continued, echoing in the ears of countless people, like a roar from the depths of hell, a suffocating heat wave, rolling in, even if you stand dozens of miles away, you feel your skin burning.

"General, your move is not bad, but it's a pity that the soldiers can't return to their roots. However, the ashes scattered around the city are worthy of them. ”

Cheng Chuan's face was red in the firelight, looking at the raging fire, he said with a smile.

It's just that in the tone, there is a little regret.

After all, he is a literati, and his thoughts of returning to his roots from reading the books of sages and sages are deeply ingrained.

"So we must keep the ghost city and not let them die in vain. Dong Yong's fists were clenched, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes.

There is a formation to isolate, the temperature in the city is not high, everyone just feels hot, and besides, there is no big problem as usual.

But for the soldiers of the ancient six tribes outside the city, it was a disaster, and they kept retreating, until they were pushed a hundred miles away, and the burning sensation disappeared.

For hundreds of miles around, all the plants began to spontaneously combust, and from the height of the king, the whole world turned into a sea of fire.

"This fire, at most half burns. ”

"Half a year later, we will launch a total of and, no matter what, take the Ghost City. ”

The fire broke helplessly, and he had a new understanding of the difficulty of the lord of the ghost city.

"No!"

Many generals nodded, their faces were silent, and they replied firmly, they also knew that this was the fourth, and if they attacked Xiayoucheng, it was very likely that the Central Empire would get reinforcements.

That is, it's all over.

The fire was raging, burning most of it, beyond the expectation of the fire collapse.

"Attack!"

The fire rout ordered, and the 200,000-strong army galloped towards the ghost city, roaring like thunder, shattering a pull

"Sixth column, go down to the city to resist. ”

Dong Yong ordered calmly.

100,000 soldiers went down to the city, set up a god-killing array, secluded for eternity, erupted with a stubborn will, and fought with the enemy.

The earth was stained red and blackened with blood, and the number of people who were scavenging with corpses was increasing.

Two hours later, 20,000 Imperial soldiers were wiped out.

The ancient six tribes also sacrificed more than 80,000 soldiers.

"Order, the sixth column is out of the city!"

"Give the order, send another 100,000 men into the battlefield. ”

Dong Yong and Huo Burst ordered at the same time, and the two looked at each other through the endless sky, and their eyes flashed at the same time, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.

A large number of troops are put into the battlefield, and the fighting is even more miserable, in this meat grinding field, the survival time of ordinary soldiers will not exceed one minute, and the survival time of ordinary generals will not exceed three minutes.

After three hours, the qi gradually darkened, but the two sides of the battle had no intention of stopping, and the soldiers on both sides were red-eyed and desperate to kill.

"Seventh column, out of the city!"

Two hours later.

"Eighth column, out of the city!"

An hour and a half later.

"Ninth column, out of the city!"

............

The number of soldiers in the ghost city is constantly decreasing, 1.3 million troops, only 400,000 troops remain, and everyone's face has become hateful.

On the side of the ancient six clans, the number of soldiers gradually decreased, and more than 200,000 sacrifices were made, and this was still with the assistance of ghost soldiers, otherwise the number of sacrifices would continue to increase.

"Keep adding troops!"

Huo Zhuang's face was a little anxious, looking at the color, in a few hours, it will be bright.

As soon as it dawned, the Central Empire had to feel the reinforcements.

By then......

Thinking of this, Huo Jie couldn't help but shudder, his face was hideous, and he roared loudly, as if he was crazy.

A large number of troops, constantly thrown into the battlefield, the Central Empire has to lose, and it has become even more visible, in less than an hour, 100,000 people have been killed in battle, and everyone feels that their lives are slowly passing.

When there is a glimmer of light in the distance.

The last 100,000 troops have been discharged from the hidden city, and now the people in the city are only the 100,000 troops on the defense.

"Soon, the army of the ghost city will soon be dead, haha......"

The fire burst roared loudly, his voice was fanatical, his whole body trembled, and he looked into the distance as if he saw the hope of victory.

However, the rest of the generals of the ancient six clans were not happy, just attacking a ghost city, it would cost most of the clan's army, so how difficult should it be to occupy Kyushu?

The 900,000 troops of the four years ago rushed to the army with great vigor and high spirits, but now there are less than 500,000 people, and the sacrifice is so great that it has never been seen in 50,000 years.

"Brother Dong, the soldiers are all sacrificed!"

Cheng Chuan said calmly, now he is not wearing an official uniform, but wearing armor, holding a war sword in his hand, and the elegant qi dissipates and is replaced by an iron and bloody qi.

By the past few times, he has become accustomed to the battlefield.

"It's our turn!"

Dong Yong pulled out his sword and roared loudly: "Soldiers, kill!"

"The Central Empire, never say never!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The 100,000-strong army roared and jumped off the wall, the last army of the Hidden City.

Dong Yong traveled his promise and lived and died with the city.

"Die!"

Dong Yong held his sword, slashed horizontally and vertically, and every time he attacked, he would kill several soldiers, and in a moment, his whole body was stained red with blood.

But there were countless enemies, and he didn't play at all, and after a while, he was negligent and attacked by a sword, and a scar appeared on his body, and blood flowed.

"General!"

The soldiers on the side roared angrily and wanted to go to the rescue, but before they could take two steps, they were killed directly and fell to the ground.

"Brothers, see you in the next life......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Dong Yong's mouth, and at some point, more than a dozen spears appeared on his chest.

His life came to an end.

He turned his head and glanced at the ghost city, this ancient city of ten thousand years, maybe after today, it will be destroyed.

"Haha, it's dead, it's all dead!"

The fire burst loudly, his face was ecstatic, and he almost shouted loudly.

The Lord will fall, and 100,000 imperial soldiers will lose their fighting spirit, and they will be killed after holding out for less than half an hour.

So far, the 1.3 million defenders of the ghost city have all been killed.

The soldiers of the ancient six clans all breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that this battle was finally over, and they could rest for a while.

"Drive!"

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the city, and it was very loud.

The soldiers of the ancient six clans looked at it and found a black torrent, galloping from the city, like a sharp sword, killing all those who stood in its way, rampage all the way, and were stunned that they did not encounter obstacles.

for all those who stood in the way died.

The soldiers of the ancient six tribes were frightened and couldn't help but retreat, and after a while, they retreated behind the fire and confronted the Qin army.

"Central Empire reinforcements?"

The fire broke his fists and clenched his fists, and when he saw that the Qin army was only 100,000 people, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just 100,000 people, what role can it play?

"Kill!"

"All the troops are attacking!"

The fire rout continued to command, taking the lead, rushing up to the city, and the terrible force swept the ground.

But.

He didn't notice that all the Qin soldiers had a trace of mockery on their faces, as if they were laughing at the Qin army's inadequacy.

"Kill!"

Bai Qi drew his sword and ordered indifferently.

One hundred thousand Qin troops were arrayed, and dozens of formations were like a sacred mountain, suppressing them and isolating all Rao attacks.

The face of the fire rout was terrified, the face was cloudy, there were dozens of formations, could it be that this support army was the Qin army under the shock?

But according to reliable information, isn't the Qin army only three thousand?

Why, there are as many as 100,000?