The arrows in the air come and go, and it looks like a large black flying insect is constantly coming and going, which is very spectacular.

From time to time, screams rang out on the city walls, and from time to time people fell down under the city, and both sides suffered losses. But the losses on the imperial court's side were greater, after all, the White Lotus Sect's disciples had the city wall as their backing, and the shield on the imperial court's side was not as tight as the city wall.

After the archers had exchanged fire for a while, the number of arrows on the wall began to sparse, and after about a quarter of an hour, there were only a few dozen arrows shot down from the wall.

Such a scene was staged at both the East and West City Gates, and the two sides did not engage in hand-to-hand combat, but tested each other with long-range attacks.

As a result, after some temptation, the arrows in the hands of the White Lotus Sect were directly consumed.

As soon as Tang Sai'er saw that the other party had no arrows, he immediately asked the archers to continue to shoot arrows, and the attack of the rain of arrows in the sky made the White Lotus Sect disciples barely outcrop on the city wall.

The opponent does not show his head, and the striking effect of the bow and arrow immediately weakens. Don Sayre reacted in time, immediately allowing the trebuchets to attack, and then the pikemen began to mount the ladder forward.

The number of trebuchets was small, but the power of each stroke was not small, and the big stones hit the city wall with a loud noise, and the debris of the green bricks mixed with dust fell one after another, and for a time the city wall was full of smoke.

The archers stopped shooting, and when the pikemen approached the walls, the White Lotus disciples leaned out to meet the attack.

But seeing them appear, Tang Sai'er ordered archery again, and this wave immediately took away the corpses of many White Lotus Sect disciples.

When the White Lotus Sect disciples saw that the imperial army was shooting arrows again, they hurriedly hid back. But not long after hiding back, he was driven by the officers to stand up and prepare to meet the enemy, because under the city wall, the imperial army carrying the ladder was immediately approaching the city wall, and the next step was to put wood, rolling stones, fire oil or something.

But as soon as they came up, the court began to shoot arrows again.

The pikemen under the walls had slowed down, and after three or four rounds of arrows had passed, they had not yet reached the walls. But the more they were like this, the more uncomfortable the White Lotus Sect became.

Hide, these people may go up to the city wall, if you don't hide, you will be hit by a rain of arrows when you outcrop. Who the hell invented this tactic.

This long-range attack lasted for nearly two hours, and the arms of the three thousand archers were swollen, and Tang Sai'er withdrew his troops.

In the afternoon, archers and pikemen swapped, and anyway, for the time being, they didn't need to shoot arrows on their heads, just shoot them from their backs and shoot them at the city walls.

However, this tactic did not work in the afternoon. Because the imperial army shot out so many arrows in the morning, the White Lotus Sect used these arrows to shoot into the city wall and the city and the imperial army had another long-range offensive and defensive battle, with casualties on both sides.

This was the end of the siege battle on the first day, and the preliminary estimate was that the number of enemies killed and wounded should be about 2,000, and the results were not good, but not bad.

The next day, after a rain of arrows from the archers, Tang Sayer stopped and let the trebuchet begin to wield. After throwing hundreds of stones, Mingjin once again withdrew his troops and stopped fighting.

In the next few days, it was still playing like this, which made the White Lotus Sect in Jinling City very uncomfortable.

In such a daily torment, every day there are companions who die, although the number is not very large, but after so many days, five or six thousand people have been killed and wounded. If the imperial army is still surrounded like this, one or two rounds of arrow rain every day, and then hundreds of big stones, they will eventually be ground to death.

On the seventh day, when it was getting late, Tang Say'er commanded the army to withdraw again, and the White Lotus disciples began to clean up the mess on the city wall. Those who are unlucky enough to die should be dragged down and buried, the damaged places should be repaired, and the broken flags should be erected again.

In Lei Junyu's house in Dongcheng, the leader of the White Lotus Sect sat on the main seat, and below him were two venerables dressed in black. And then below are the heads of the halls, the helmsmen, and some stewards.

Looking at the remaining two Venerables, the White Lotus Sect Master's brows couldn't help but furrow.

The loss of two Venerables was quite distressing for her, after all, the four Venerables had a chance to reach her extreme, and they would definitely be more helpful to the cause of the Holy Sect when the time came.

But the hateful mage slew two.

"Sect Master, my subordinates think that we must destroy their trebuchets and archers, otherwise if this continues, all of our people will be grinded to death." One of the branch hall masters stood up and said loudly.

"Yes, Master. This time, the woman who commanded the army was so hateful, she never fought with us in an upright manner, every time she fired arrows and arrows, threw stones and stones, it was really insidious and cunning! Another hall master stood up and expressed his displeasure.

"Sect Master, my subordinates will lead people to attack their trebuchets tonight." One of the Venerable stood up and spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes." The White Lotus Sect Leader replied lightly.

"Sect Master, that subordinate led people to attack their archer camp, and the last fire burned their fortifications and arrows." Another Venerable One also stood up.

"No need, this sect leader will personally take action in this matter."

"Yes." Everyone did not dare to object, and agreed in unison.

"You will intensify your patrols at night, and at the same time send people to speed up the production of arrows, and when our supplies arrive, you must deal a heavy blow to these imperial soldiers."

"Yes. Master! After agreeing in unison again, everyone dispersed, leaving only the White Lotus Sect and the two Venerables in the hall.

"Go and bring the Blue Spirit."

One of the Venerable Nods nodded in agreement and left the hall, and it wasn't long before he returned with an unconscious person, who was none other than Lan Ling.

Lan Ling was slapped from behind, and slowly opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was the cold figure of the sect leader.

"I've seen the Master." Lan Ling struggled to his feet and saluted on his knees.

"Your body has been soaked in potions for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and the bloodlines in your body have been extremely pure, this sect wants to extract your bloodlines today, are you willing?"

"Lan Ling, everything is subject to the sect leader's arrangement." Lan Ling didn't have a trace of hesitation on his face, and agreed very simply.

"Yes, it's not in vain that this religion has been cultivated for so many years. For the sake of you being so obedient, the matter of the blue blood and that little maid will not be investigated by this sect. With your pure bloodline, this sect is enough to break through to the top level. If this uprising succeeds, with the help of the supreme Wang Wei, this sect may be able to successfully enter the path of reincarnation transformation. ”

When the two Venerables heard that the White Lotus Sect Sect Leader was so angry, their faces showed extremely envious looks.

Lan Ling, who was kneeling underground, didn't have any expression, closed his eyes, and waited for his last moment to come. In her opinion, being able to become a victim of the sect leader's advancement can be regarded as repaying the grace of so many years of transmission and upbringing.