Tens of thousands of miles away from Los Angeles, in Broken Blade City, a miserable battle is in full swing.

Broken Blade City, the junction of the Great Zhou Kingdom and the Xianglong Kingdom in the west, the strategic position is very important, as long as the Broken Blade City is lost, the western gate of the Great Zhou will be completely open to the Xianglong Kingdom.

A month ago, the Xianglong Kingdom suddenly dispatched an army of 300,000 troops, led by Deng Qingwen, the generalissimo of soldiers and horses, and launched a fierce attack on Broken Blade City.

However, the Great Zhou deployed a total of 200,000 troops on the western border, and 80,000 elite soldiers were concentrated in Broken Blade City alone.

Therefore, even though the Xianglong Kingdom launched a surprise attack on Broken Blade City with nearly four times the number of troops, the soldiers of the Great Zhou still withstood the first wave of onslaught.

In the following month, the Xianglong Kingdom and the Great Zhou Kingdom launched a crazy tug-of-war in Broken Blade City, with nearly 10,000 people killed on both sides every day, and Broken Blade City completely became a human purgatory.

Due to the huge disparity in strength, Broken Blade City was almost broken in the following encounters, and in the end, with the support of the Wild Lion Sect of the four major sects, Broken Blade City barely lasted a month.

Although the situation was urgent, the Great Zhou court was busy with internal fighting and had no time to send troops to rescue, and the other 120,000 troops in the west, under huge defensive pressure, reluctantly sent 20,000 reinforcements to support Broken Blade City, which made Broken Blade City's situation very dangerous.

Finally, today, the army of the Xianglong Kingdom, which had attacked Broken Blade City for a month, concentrated all its forces and launched the final general attack on Broken Blade City.

"Warriors of the Xianglong Kingdom, the Great Zhou Kingdom is already at the end of the crossbow, today is the critical moment to decide this victory, rush into the Broken Blade City, kill all their soldiers, rob all their women, the first warrior to rush into the Broken Blade City, reward a thousand gold, seal the marquis of ten thousand households, kill me!"

Deng Qingwen stood on the back of the second-order demon beast Ziqing Demon Bull, and roared at the 150,000 siege army in front of him.

Deng Qingwen, who has the strength of a four-star martial artist, is full of true energy, and his voice is enough to spread to all corners of the army.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Xianglong Kingdom were furious, and they responded angrily, and the earth-shaking sound made the entire earth seem to tremble, and they had bloodthirsty fanaticism on their faces, eager to rush into Broken Blade City immediately!

"The First Legion is attacking the west gate of Broken Blade City from the left flank!"

"The Second Legion is attacking the eastern gate of Broken Blade City from the right flank!"

"The Third Legion will follow Ben Shuai from the front to attack the south gate of Broken Blade City!"

"The Fourth Legion siege crossbow arrows crush the formation!"

"The Fifth Legion is on standby, ready to support!"

Under the command of Deng Qingwen, the five legions and the 150,000-strong army operated quickly and orderly.

Roar! Roar!

The roar of the demon beast resounded through Broken Blade City, and countless soldiers riding mount demon beasts quickly surrounded Broken Blade City in all directions.

The countless corpses of his comrades on the ground were like dust in the eyes of these soldiers, trampled into flesh by the huge demon beasts, and the blood stained the entire earth red.

These soldiers have long been numb to these, because this is war, and when you die, you can only become one with the earth, and no one will remember you.

The glory of war always belongs only to the victors.

Looking at the soldiers of the Xianglong Kingdom who were surging like locusts under the city, Uncle Yan, the city lord of Broken Blade City, had a calm face, and seemed not to be afraid at all.

Uncle Yan is fifty years old this year, and it has been twenty years since he was thirty years old as the city lord of Broken Blade City.

Although the Great Zhou is big, there is no room to retreat, and there is nothing to fear about defending your home.

"Brother Yan, haven't the imperial court's reinforcements arrived yet?" Uncle Yan stood beside a rough man, covered in blood, and even had a bandage on one of his arms.

Uncle Yan shook his head and said, "Brother Zhan, in fact, you can take your disciples of the Madly Lion Sect away now, there is no need to accompany us to death!"

For a month, Broken Blade City has been asking the imperial court for help, but he has not seen a single soldier of the imperial court, and now there are less than 30,000 soldiers left in Broken Blade City, and in the face of the attack of 150,000 troops, how to defend it, staying here is simply sending him to death.

This rugged man is the sect master of the Wild Lion Sect, one of the four great sects of Great Sunday, a war song maniac.

When the war song maniac heard Uncle Yan's words, he laughed and said: "Brother Yan, you and I have been friends for many years, who is my war song maniac, you don't know yet, it is simply wishful thinking for me to leave my brother behind." ”

Uncle Yan smiled and said, "Okay, today, you and I will be the army of the Xianglong Kingdom for a while!"

"Uncle Yan, come out and receive death!"

At this moment, Deng Qingwen held a spear in his hand, standing proudly in the air, roaring angrily at Broken Blade City.

"Deng Qingwen, I'll meet you here!"

Without waiting for Uncle Yan to speak, Zhan Ge's crazy body burst out and rushed straight towards Deng Qingwen in the sky.

Uncle Yan is only a nine-star martial artist, how can he defeat Deng Qingwen of the four-star martial arts, so the battle song maniac took the initiative to choose to fight Deng Qingwen.

Although Zhan Song Maniac is a five-star martial artist, he is a small realm higher than Deng Qingwen, but he has been fighting endlessly for several days, and he is even more injured on his body, and he is not in his heyday, so he and Deng Qingwen have fought dozens of times, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

Looking at the battle between the war song madness and Deng Qingwen above, Uncle Yan waved the long sword in his hand and roared angrily: "Brothers of Broken Blade City, although the Great Zhou is big, we have no way to retreat, for the sake of our wives and children behind us, we will not retreat!"

"Die and never retreat!"

"Die and never retreat!"

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Countless Broken Blade City soldiers shouted in response, and tens of thousands of arrows shot towards the Xianglong Kingdom army that was rushing towards them, and nearly a thousand people were killed in an instant.

However, the soldiers of the Xianglong Kingdom still rushed towards Broken Blade City without fear of death, and those fallen comrades, they turned a deaf ear and trampled directly on the corpses.

When the first soldier rushed to the foot of Broken Blade City, the offensive and defensive battle between the two sides detonated in an instant!

"Kill, kill the dog thieves of the Xianglong Kingdom!"

"Brothers, rush into Broken Blade City, and the victory will be ours!"

The shouts of soldiers on both sides were deafening, and countless gunpowder smoke filled the Broken Blade City for hundreds of miles.

Sharp arrows rained down on the army of the Xianglong Kingdom, but there were too many soldiers in the Xianglong Kingdom, and someone finally set up the first cloud ladder.

Cultivating as an ordinary soldier with only a martial apprentice, he climbed up desperately along the ladder, but was smashed down by the boulder on the top of the city.

Immediately after that, the second soldier continued to rise without fear, in their eyes, Broken Blade City was already a treasure of gold and silver, glory and wealth, and no soldier could resist the temptation of these things.

The siege vehicle slowly drove towards Broken Blade City, and countless boulders mixed with flames smashed on the walls of Broken Blade City, and the flames ignited the tower.

The powerhouses above the martial artist realm on both sides rose into the air one after another, fighting to the death in the sky, but there were too few masters in Broken Blade City, and Uncle Yan alone fought against three powerhouses above the eight-star martial artist.

The entire battlefield, where people die every minute, and there is not even time to mourn, and they have to face new enemies again.

This offensive and defensive battle lasted from morning to evening, and the corpses of soldiers on both sides piled up under Broken Blade City.