It is said to be a siege, but it is actually an attack on the mountain gate.

The orcs couldn't finish putting down all the wooden people on the field, and under the command of Jiang Jinge, they strode towards Tianmen Mountain.

Qinglan set up an enchantment in the first line of heaven.

After the Five Elements Array dispersed, there was no longer any need for the Xuanjing Tea to exist, so Jinghua withdrew the waterfall and rainstorm in time to save his physical strength.

Without the obstruction of the waterfall, the current orcs can clearly see the groups of soldiers in Tianmen Mountain. They didn't know how to spell, and they couldn't break through the barrier with all their brute strength, and they couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar in anger.

"Look, those orcs are stupid!" Ammo said.

Jinghua is not as optimistic as her.

Although the orcs are stupid, Jiang Chiyu is not stupid. How could a small barrier stop him from killing?

Sure enough, the orcs began to give up tearing at the narrow barrier, and instead smashed the boulders on either side!

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Orcs don't know pain, and their skin is thick and thick, so it's better to say it's a punch than a hammer, and the so-called power to open the mountain is nothing more than that. With each punch, small stones splashed out, and the three punches became a bowl-sized gap!

The rocks cracked one after another, and the watermelon-sized stones rolled down, and the smaller ones directly shattered into powder! The left and right sides of Tianmen Mountain were crumbling and falling apart!

The earth-shaking loud noise, mixed with the manic roar of the orcs, made people shudder!

But in the midst of this frantic and piercing noise, there was a sudden sound of a whining flute.

The lower the gentle, the more subtle and deep.

Although the roar of the orcs shook the sky, the melodious sound of the flute was like an irresistible spring frost and autumn moon, stepping on thousands of miles of smoke and waves, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, crying in everyone's ears, straight into the heart.

The general sent a white horse and crossed the Yellow River. The flute drum is full of rivers and mountains, and the waves are surging.

Wu'an has a vibrating tile, and Yishui has no cold song. Iron riding is like a snow-capped mountain, drinking and drying.

Ah Mo was surprised: "It's Brother Qinglan's flute voice!"

On the first line, Qinglan held the hole flute and played slowly.

The jade flute groaned, and the ink hair flew. Standing in this poor mountain and bad water, fierce gods and evil spirits, it is even more handsome.

People are like beautiful bamboos and beautiful faces.

It's strange to say.

At first, those orcs were recklessly and irritable smashing the mountain rocks, and with the sound of Qinglan's flute, their movements gradually became softer. One by one, with their huge heads down, they no longer shouted at the top of their throats, only let out a terrible whimper in their throats.

They were all wearing helmets and couldn't see the expressions on their faces. But Ah Mo seemed to feel that the orc's blood-red eyes were no longer as hideous and indifferent as before. They were peaceful at first, then gradually stable, and finally there was a hint of soft light!

By the time Qinglan's song ended, all the orcs had stopped their movements, or in groups of three or four, or hugging each other in twos and twos.

They're crying!

Ah Mo couldn't believe his eyes, no one dared to believe all this in front of him!

Those fierce, violent, and emotionless orcs hugged each other and cried after listening to one of Qinglan's songs!

"Oh my God! it's amazing!" If Ah Mo hadn't been injured in the leg, he would have jumped three feet high!

She said happily: "No wonder Brother Qinglan practices so diligently every day, it turns out that his flute is still so useful!"

She said excitedly to Jinghua: "Did you know that you still need to be so troublesome? It's the Five Elements Array again, and it's the Xuanjing Tea." As soon as they come out of the orcs, you let Brother Qinglan blow the flute and blow them all to death!"

Jinghua smiled reluctantly, but didn't explain too much, only said lightly, "It's not that simple." ”

Of course, it's not that simple.

Since the expedition, the competition between him and Jiang Chiyu has been like a game of chess.

Every time, you come and go, you retreat and I advance.

Not every trick will be useful, but be sure to have every trick ready!

The Five Elements Array, the Wooden Man Soldiers, and the Xuanjing Tea were used to deal with Jiang Jinge's Soul Control.

Jiang Jinge saw that he was prepared, so he abandoned the soul control technique. On the contrary, if he didn't have these, Jiang Jinge would definitely repeat his old tricks and make him repeat the tragic situation of cannibalism last time.

His heavenly life and water must only be preserved if he stays within the barrier of Tianmen Mountain. Once out of that barrier, you can't escape the control of illusion.

And the other party, in addition to Jiang Jinge, there are also 100,000 orcs!

If they don't do anything, just with Qinglan's flute, they can blow them dizzy with a few blows like Momo said, and they have no combat power?

How can it be!

This flute, but let him delay for a while, calm the sharp pain in his chest that almost suffocated him, so that Ah Mo can bandage the wound on his leg, and also make the soldiers behind the mountain gate ready to continue fighting!

Sure enough, under Jiang Jinge's urging, the orcs shook their heads and stood up again, beat their chests and roared, and began to beat the mountain again!

The boulder rolled down from the top of the mountain, and the soldiers behind the mountain shouted and retreated in embarrassment, but listening to the sound, many people were still injured and killed.

Jing Huaqiang took a breath and shouted, "Qinglan, General Tian, you quickly lead everyone to avoid it carefully! Tianmen Mountain is about to collapse!"

Separated by a mountain gate, their situation is not optimistic.

The rocks slipped down piece by piece, roaring all the way with great momentum. Xuanhua picked up Ah Mo on his back, helped Jinghua, and hurriedly ran forward.

Jiang Chiyu had no reservations, and led all the orcs to rush up. He and Jiang Jinge rode wildly, galloping at the forefront, almost in front of Jinghua and them, before narrowly holding the reins.

Jiang Chiyu's lips raised a triumphant smile. A little contempt, a little pleasure.

The dust has finally settled.

Xuanyuan Jinghua, you are still defeated in my hands!

Millions of years of rise and fall, honor and disgrace, millions of years of dignity and humility, at this moment, in the hands of my Jiang Chiyu!

What to say about the god of war?

Say invincible?

He lowered his head and looked with pity at the young man on the ground, whose face was so ashen that he couldn't even breathe.

"I won. Jiang Chiyu said.

In this world, whoever wins is God!

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Jinghua smiled.

He couldn't even stand on his feet.

When the pain reached the limit, even he couldn't tell what was uncomfortable, it seemed that it was nothing more than that.

It's just that the whole person seems to be empty, his eyes are a little foggy, and his brain is turning very slowly, like a wandering ghost, and the next moment he will be separated from this dilapidated body that even he dislikes.

But he was still laughing.

Like Jiang Chiyu, he is also a little contemptuous and a little happy.

"No, you're defeated. "Jinghua Road.

He poured out the last cup of Xuanjing tea, and said coldly to Jiang Chiyu and his son on the horse: "Come down and get closer, so that you can see clearly!"

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What is reflected in the tea is Mobei.

The same year-round ice and snow, mountain dancing silver snake, original Chi wax elephant.

On the rough sand, rock, ice and snow, tiny black dots slowly move like ants towards the snowy peaks of the mountaintops.

If you look closely, it turns out that it is a group of believers who kowtow to make a pilgrimage.

Sleeping in the open air, throwing five bodies to the ground, measuring the land of my Mobei with my body, and prostrate on my supreme faith.

They are standard Yanlong people, tall and handsome with three-dimensional facial features, but their skin is extremely rough and old because they live in cold and dry areas all year round. They wore barely clothes, but they wrapped themselves in layers of rags and fur as much as they could.

Everyone was barefoot as a sign of their piety. From the bottom of the mountain to the priest's hall at the top of the mountain, the distance of each movement is equal to the length of their body, and many people have been setting out since more than a month ago, and the morning and evening have been grinding, and the palms and knees have already worn blood, leaving two lines of red marks on the snow.

Jiang Jinge vaguely felt that something was wrong, and said in a low voice: "Father, why are so many people rushing to the priest's hall?

Jinghua looked at Jiang Chiyu, and his voice was colder than the ice and snow in Mobei.

He said word for word: "Is the coronation ceremony of the new king a big deal?"

Jiang Chiyu seemed to have been stung by a scorpion, "What did you say!"

Jinghua didn't answer, and he continued to see it himself.

Built on the top of the mountain, in the priest's hall as white as ice and snow, the beautiful three princesses slowly walked out surrounded by everyone.

She was still wearing her usual plain white gauze dress, but she wore the crown of Elsa, which symbolized the status of the new king, and held a scepter, calmly accepting the worship of the people who came from all over the mountain.

And behind her, standing on the left and right, it turned out to be Shi Er and Kuai Fang!

Jiang Chiyu's face changed!

"Pear, how can it be Pear?"

Jinghua said that when the new king was crowned, Jiang Chiyu guessed that it was the greedy eldest princess, and he also guessed that it was the second princess who was lewd, and he even guessed that he was still an underage!

But I never thought that it would be Jiang Xueli, the third princess who was sent to the priest's hall by him since she was a child, and since then she has no desires and no more dust!

"No!" Jiang Chiyu still refused to believe it, "You forced her, you sent someone to force her!

His face contorted, his bones and joints rattling, and he screamed, "I'm going to kill her!