Kill!

Night Wu clenched his fists and turned his head to look straight ahead, where was the dark city gate. The city gate glows with a faint film of energy showing a faint luster in the sun, which is extremely difficult to attack the self-defense of the city.

According to the legal system of the Xuanxing Empire, no city other than the local main city can be built as high as ten thousand pheasants, because the local main city is the hub of transportation, commerce, trade and culture, and it should be protected accordingly by its status, so the level of the city is determined by the height of the city wall.

However, the height of this city wall is very general, ostensibly it is talking about the height of the city wall, but in fact, it is borrowing the height of the city wall to summarize the garrison capacity of the city, so what Ye Wuqi is facing is the strong defense of the city of ten thousand pheasants of the Xuanxing Empire.

The energy membrane on the city gate is a defensive magic circle, using the crystal nucleus of high-level demonic beasts as the core of the magic circle, so that with the help of the toughness and defense engraved by the magic circle itself or other functions, the city gate is like an iron wall to make the enemy fearful.

Ye Wuqi looked at the magic circle of the city gate glowing with a metallic cold light, and found a direction to rely on in his heart in hesitation. It was a simple decision, like any previous decision in life and death, with bloody traces and painful partings, and the soldiers who followed him were not weeds that were blown and born in the spring breeze, each of them had a unique and charismatic soul, but there were bound to be some of them who would die because of their decisions.

The road forward will inevitably be accompanied by painful tempering, and if there is no tempering, where will there be a new life?

Night Innocent's footsteps gradually moved, and his speed gradually increased. The Knights Templar in the battle all around saw that the night was not hostile and resolutely walked towards the city gate, they did not hesitate, and it was the duty of the soldiers to follow the leader without hesitation!

The Jingyuan army was beating like a tidal wave, and the Knights Templar were a reef in the deep sea, standing still and moving steadily, but the price paid for such a march was huge, and every step forward required blood to pave the way.

Looking at the top of the firmament again, the Dou Huang of both sides had a tacit understanding to avoid fluctuations from damaging their teams, and they came directly to the Nine Clouds to face each other. I saw that above the clouds, more than a dozen Dou Huang were clash with each other, and the colorful fighting spirit fluctuated like a landslide and tsunami, and the macro scene created by the bells and whistles was really amazing.

Torture, Al, Edla, The four of Drew and the five Douhuang on the opposite side are a mess, although the four of them have no relationship between the origin of the fighting spirit, but the tacit understanding that has been honed for a long time cannot be concealed, especially in such a shocking battle of the same level, I saw Drew standing at the forefront, his thunder and frost hammer emitted a snake-like power grid has a strong endurance, he absorbed a lot of damage for the team, followed by El, as the elf clan has the soul of the ancestor of the forest, his body is as fluttering as the wind and light as an arrow, and his strong limbs and keen wind senses make him have a keen perception, which caused him to cause great trouble for his opponents with arrows and snipers behind Drew.

As a shadow swordsman, Xing Yan is good at assassination, although his fighting style is not as pure as that of a real assassin, but it is still not far behind. In this way, a desolate sword accompanied the lonely swordsman to hide in the air, and suddenly appeared behind the enemy silently, followed by a sword curtain shrouded it, the role of the position of punishment is flexible and changeable, its advance can attack the enemy, retreat can protect the back row, can be called everyone's handy teammate.

As a flame mage with high explosive output, Edra is standing in the back row, he is like all mages, melee ability is weak, although in the long years of cultivation Edra tried to save the situation, and it turned out that his efforts were rewarded, but in the end, he reluctantly found that the so-called melee hand-to-hand combat ability became stronger just for people whose cultivation was lower than himself, and if his cultivation was equal to himself, then he would still be easily torn through his defense and fall into a dangerous situation after being close to him. In other words, all his efforts in the end relied on cultivation to suppress.

In this way, the four Dou Huang and the enemy's five Dou Huang are inseparable, Jing Yuan's five Dou Huang are extraordinary, it is not unreasonable for them to be the guests of Jing Yuan's Taishou, although they do not have any cooperation between them and even drag each other back, but fortunately, they have an advantage in numbers, so for a while, they are on par with the four generals who have no hatred in the night.

And the night on the ground finally fought his way out at this moment, when he trembled and slashed the last black-armored soldier with his weak, trembling arms, the black gate with a faint layer of energy appeared in front of his eyes.

Night Innocent turned his head, the Templars at this time were badly injured, although there were no deaths, but no one was intact, although everyone's face was expressionless, but the tougher the look in their eyes, the more it showed how strong the pain they were suffering.

"Brother Xiong, hold on! the Shenwu Battalion will definitely arrive in time!" said Ye Wuqi weakly, although he was already at the end of his crossbow, he still used all his strength to attack the city gate with the Flowing Flame Sword.

The radiant flames struck the city protection circle painlessly, and faint ripples rippled, not only did it have no effect, but the power that rebounded back made the night innocent tiger's mouth crack, and the dripping blood fell to the ground along his fingers.

In the distant Tufu, the princess and the little maid looked at the scene in front of them with a disgraced face, their hands trembled slightly, and the scene in front of them seemed to be an epic war reflected in their eyes, making them feel a sense of apocalyptic horror.

And right next to them, a slender woman walked up gently, her face was full of worry, her eyes constantly lingering between the sky, the foot of the city, and the Shenwu camp, where the tragic battle that took place could make her empathize with it from such a distance.

"Sister Lingchang, what the hell is going on!" the princess's tone was crying, she grew so big or it was the first time she had seen so many people throwing their heads and spilling blood, everything in her world was innocent and beautiful, but real life was so cruel, it was constantly subverting the concept of Princess Qingping.

Huo Lingchang frowned slightly: "It doesn't matter what happens now, the war has started, I just hope that they can all come back safely, and there is no danger." ”

"Danger, you mean...... Will they die?" Princess Qingping said in a trembling tone, although she hated Ye Wuqi very much, because it was Ye Wuqi who made it difficult for her to cook by herself, clean the carriage by herself, and wash her clothes, and all the dirty work was pushed to her first, but when she heard that Ye Wuqiu was likely to not be able to return on the battlefield at this moment, a different kind of emotion rose in her heart.

It's as if someone you're particularly dependent on suddenly hasn't been heard from.

The corners of Huo Lingchang's mouth showed a wry smile, and she said: "Your Royal Highness Princess, this world is very cruel, some things such as people's livelihood and suffering are not as you imagined, you live in a high temple, how can you appreciate the distance of this river and lake?"

After saying this, Huo Lingchang's beautiful eyes flashed with extreme worry, as if he was fighting on the battlefield with Ye Wuqi and others.

Princess Qingping suddenly fell silent when she heard this, and her hands no longer trembled, as if she was attracted by something special. What the hell is it? Princess Qingping also noticed this situation, she was puzzled, but it seemed that there was a magical power that soothed the panic in her heart.

She turned her head to look at the sky, only to see that the sky was no longer covered with dark clouds, I don't know if it was the cause of the Emperor's chaotic battle or the natural changes in the weather, the layers of clouds showed people in brilliant purple red, like a beautiful dream, which had nothing to do with the life and death killing below it.

The sound of the battlefield in her ears seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and Princess Qingping seemed to see another world.

"Princess, princess!"

Two consecutive shouts pulled Princess Qingping back from her trance, and she looked at the little maid blankly. At this time, the little maid noticed the abnormal expression of her master, so she didn't make any trouble, she said: "Princess, let's go back to the carriage handlebar, the weather is getting colder and colder, don't catch a cold." ”

The princess turned her head deeply to look at the many soldiers who were gathering and surging in the wilderness like a tide, and she said to Huo Lingchang: "Sister Lingchang, let's go back to the carriage." ”

"Princess, go back first, I don't have to worry about them, even if I go back to the carriage, I will be restless." Huo Lingchang showed a reluctant smile, then put on the shawl he was carrying to keep out the cold, and once again cast his worried eyes on the battlefield.

At this time, the Knights Templar had shrunk to a corner, and hundreds of people took turns to replace them desperately, but how could you Jingyuan's army go forward one after another and the Templars had no way to retreat, so the Templars' living space was constantly compressed.

What should I do? Everyone is exhausted, is this a wrong decision? Is it my mistake to rashly attack Jingyuan? Is it true that my brothers will have to pay with their lives for my mistakes?

Ye Wuqiu's mind was full of these thoughts, and he saw that his blood poured into his eyes, and his breath was like a gossamer, and that feeling of powerlessness spontaneously enveloped his whole body, and the powerlessness of his limbs and bones irrigated his muscles and flesh.

He saw the dreamlike colors of the sky, and his eyes were filled with a chuckle that pierced life and death, and at this moment he suddenly remembered the resolute figure of the Yiren when he left, and the endless loneliness and suspicion tore back and forth in his chest in the silent night, leaving no room, no mercy, and blood dripping......