Xiongguan was in chaos, and half of the guards of the city wall were destroyed by soldiers who rushed up the city wall from Manchuria. At this time, the guarded wall was busy. The Zhongzhou army took time to restore the guarding measures on the city wall, and it was also a loss that Suhu attached great importance to Xiongguan. The stock of various items was quite abundant, and brand-new bed crossbows began to be relocated on the damp city walls.

The battlefield was quickly cleared. After closing, the body or something else is pulled directly to the wild mountain, where it will be buried. As for blood stains and dirt on the walls, clean water can be poured off and wiped casually twice. Regardless, blood is still stained every day.

Cheng Shijie sat in the hall with a black face. Behind the screen is the general hub of Xiongguan. In case of an accident, Cheng Shijie is lucky to stay here. The lieutenant below the hall reported the results. It turned out well. When Cheng Shijie heard this, his heart was broken.

Of the 46,000 defenders on the walls, 20,000 were strangled on the walls, and only more than 10,000 corpses of the enemies left here. This result was unacceptable to Cheng Shijie, and it was later reported. There were only about 20,000, 20,000 to nearly 50,000 battles on the entire city wall, attacking one guard at a time. Although there was an element of surprise attack between them, even if there was a gap in numbers, Cheng Shijie was still beaten badly. This is unacceptable to Cheng Shijie.

"All generals will be demoted by three levels and fined 30 military personnel~!" Cheng Shijie's face became even more gloomy, and the lieutenant secretly swallowed his saliva, nodded and walked out. "Tell the general" Another lieutenant walked in, looked up at Cheng Shijie's face, and the lieutenant couldn't help but weaken a lot.

"Have you made the statistics, how much have you lost?" asked Cheng Shijie with a glare. The adjutant said slowly: "The destroyed crossbow and the castlehead, plus a box of arrows, add up to almost a million gold coins. ”

"How much is it?, what do you eat, tell you to count, you count it~!" Cheng Shijie scolded, the lieutenant bowed slightly, and he didn't dare to come out, "Get out~! Get out!" Cheng Shijie waved his hand again and again, and the lieutenant quickly turned around and retreated.

"What are you still doing here, go out~!" Cheng Shijie's eyes widened, looking at the posture of the guard, the body of the guard did not move, obviously not intending to carry out his order. "Get out~!" Cheng Shijie roared again, and the anger in his eyes seemed to ignite people.

The door of the guards finally moved out. The door closed softly. There was much less noise outside and the room suddenly went quiet.

Cheng Shijie looked at the flickering candlelight in front of him, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. It's an indescribable tension. Just as he went to war for the first time, it was a fear of the unknown. Now, Cheng Shijie has brought the Buddha back to that era.

The news of the spy returned, and when Hero Day was assassinated, Cheng Shijie suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the Manchurian Army, which was about to be victorious, would retreat. Then, he was upset. There is only one person who can hurt Hero Day, that person.

Cheng Shijie was irritable and anxious, he couldn't wait to ask Suhu for help and send news, but as a general in charge of 300,000 troops, he only defended for one day and confessed, which couldn't be said, but when he thought of the Northeast Army that was stimulated by Long Zhantian's assassination, Cheng Shijie felt a sense of fear.

Those people are real warriors. This is the army that every commander aspires to have. Also the army, each commander does not want to become hostile. The scene on the wall deeply shocked Cheng Shijie. It turns out that man can really be as fierce and brave as a beast and as crazy as a demon.

Gradually, Cheng Shijie calmed down. He is the commander-in-chief of the armed forces. He came up with a whole way to stop these tigers and wolves. His fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop. Cheng Shijie's mind quickly showed the terrain around Xiongguan. He can't just save it by saving. Rational attacks and various ambushes are the basis for winning this war. As long as he can maintain the stability of the Suhu regime, when the time comes, reinforcements from all over the world will arrive. Even if the armies of Manchukuo were strong again, the armies of millions would destroy them forever.

As soon as he thought of this, Cheng Shijie's thinking was completely relaxed. One idea after another began to converge. Soon, a complete plan will be worked out.

"Hum", there seemed to be something different in the tower, but the ordinary soldiers didn't notice it, they were still busy with their own things, the guards and lieutenants outside the tower were waiting quietly, and they knew the familiar general's temper, and it was obviously not a good idea to disturb him at this time.

On the mountain peak next to Xiongguan, a middle-aged man sat quietly on a rock. The middle-aged man was red on one side, and he looked as if he had been seriously injured.

The middle-aged man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes looked like electricity on the gate in the distance, "Enchantment, it's broken~!" The middle-aged man jumped up with a "whoosh", like a green light smoke hitting the wall.

Cheng Shijie's fingers suddenly stopped. Despite the flashing momentum of the obstacles, he felt it. After all, he was still a ninth-level saint. Cheng Shijie's hair stood on end. The faint sound was completely gone. It was as quiet as a secret room. As the candlelight swaying in the breeze straightened, Cheng Shijie's other hand quietly touched his waist, where his long knife hung.

With a "snap", he only felt a powerful force pouring down from the top of his head, and Cheng Shijie's body was pressed on the table without any resistance, this is a white hand, and the tender skin indicates that its owner is a young man.

Cheng Shijie was pressed on the table by this force, just like an ordinary person being knocked into a room full of glances, the blood in his nose gushed out instantly, the feeling of sore eyes, and a wave of anger welled up in his heart, and the majestic fighting spirit poured out of the bucket hole, like a volcanic eruption to transfer the power to Cheng Shijie's hands.

"Ah~!" With a loud shout, Cheng Shijie did not break away from the hand he pressed on his head, but crushed the table below. The poor wooden table was shattered by the desperate fighting spirit and turned into sawdust all over the floor, spinning in a halo.

"Oops, I have a lot of strength. Yulong applauded, let go of Cheng Shijie, and paced in front of Cheng Shijie.

With a "brush", a khaki fighting spirit shone on Cheng Shijie's body, and Cheng Shijie looked up at the person in front of him. A young man of about 20 years old was very handsome, but the murderous intent between his eyebrows made people dare not look directly.

"Who are you?" Cheng Shijie regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth, how could he ask such a stupid question, who else could he kill himself this time? To Cheng Shijie's surprise, the young man did not laugh at him, but looked at him seriously, and said slowly: "My name is Yulong~!"

Jade Dragon, a very familiar name, Cheng Shijie was slightly distracted, and immediately thought, isn't the only son of the dragon called Jade Dragon?" "Oh, yes, then you should know why I'm here?"

Cheng Shijie nodded and pulled out his waist knife. "Come on~!" "Die~!" Two words burst out from between his teeth, his body shook, and a black light passed through Cheng Shijie's chest, and with a "Teng" sound in his chest, he pulled out his knife, preparing for a bloody battle Cheng Shijie's eyes were so wide.

Jade Dragon believed that the assassin was sent by Cheng Shijie. Therefore, he used his sharpest method of killing and noted that there was no escape from fate. Poor Cheng Shijie was ambitious and had just come up with a brilliant plan to stop the Manchurian army. Who would have thought that he would die early.

As for the assassin who actually assassinated Cheng Shijie, he was entangled on the roof of the city by the black star and the dragon's teeth. All sorts of quarrels scattered everywhere. The dazzling Dou Qi skill stunned the soldiers on the wall, but there were also some unfortunate ghosts who were swept away by the deflected Dou Qi wave and lost their lives.

Cheng Shijie fell to the ground with a crisp sound, Yulong tilted his head slightly, one hand stretched out, and a bunch of keys flew into his hand, the keys were very heavy, one was a ruler long, and the wide key was engraved with two big characters "Xiongguan".

Yulong looked at it suspiciously, his eyes searched the room, the key that Cheng Shijie carried, unless there was something hidden in it, his eyes swept a few times, the screen of the handsome chair behind Cheng Shijie caused Yulong's thoughts, his body gently pulled forward and jumped, his toes were on the chair, and Yulong's body swept across the screen very lightly.

Behind the screen is a delicate iron box slightly larger than a double-row refrigerator. The box fell to the ground, and there were a dozen locks from top to bottom. Yulong grabbed the key just now and found that the keyhole was just right.

Initially, these more than a dozen keys were the only keys for each lock. If Jade Dragon makes a mistake, he won't be able to open this iron box. However, there are always some lazy people in this world. In the past, General Xiongguan always felt that these keys were the same. It's hard to distinguish them from the nuances. Therefore, I do not know who was the first commander, who skillfully engraved 1234 and so on. Put on the keys in order.

So, later the guard general was smarter, and by the way, the number was locked, and the guard general Cheng Shijie, who had just taken over as the male official, also scolded him for this, but he didn't come for long, and he didn't write down the key, and the mark that he originally planned to write down was about to be destroyed, who would have thought that the speed of the Northeast Army was too fast and didn't give him time.

Suspiciously, the jade dragon opened the corresponding lock according to the number on the key. As a result, the locks were opened one by one. If this huge handmade lock doesn't have a key, it's not easy to open it. When the last lock is opened, the box appears naked in front of the jade dragon.

With a "pop", the door opened, looking at the two delicate handles inside. Jade Dragon finally couldn't help but laugh. There is a large line of words engraved on the top of the handle, which marks the door~! Even a fool can tell that this is the opening and closing of the door. Yulong turned the handle, indicating that he had already driven a circle and stayed in the place where the Zhongzhou Army was about to close.

With a rumbling sound, the huge gate began to slowly rise. The number of soldiers guarding the gates increased to 5000 people. By this time it was almost dawn. The door suddenly opened. The soldiers were stunned. The stupid nameless just ran away.