Volume 1 Yun Shen Doesn't Know Where to Return Chapter 63 Barbarians, God, Heavenly Divine Capital (4)

Outside the city, the war finally broke out, without a hint of warning, the barbarian monarch roared angrily in the sky, and the piercing horn sound came slowly, and the barbarian soldiers outside the city who had long been eager for blood rushed towards the city in front of them without fear of death.

"It's finally here" The killing intent in his eyes flashed, he waved his arm violently, and the archers who had long been drawing their bows to shoot loosened their bowstrings, and the rain of arrows covered the sky and shot towards the barbarian army, and the arrows that forgot to return brought up bursts of blood mist while falling.

Even the barbarians can't resist the divine power of the arrows that forget to return, and the barbarian warriors who are self-proclaimed to be physically strong fell in waves of arrows, and the nearby city of Misty City devoured the lives of the barbarian soldiers like gluttony, and in just a moment, the land outside the city was covered with barbarian corpses.

It's just that compared to the barbarian army that can't be seen, these small losses can't stop the footsteps of these alien races at all, but the death of the clansmen, which makes this fierce nation even more crazy, some barbarian warriors removed the leather armor on their bodies in a roar, and the bronze body is covered with scars, which is the proof that they have fought with those demon beasts in the wilderness, and every scar indicates the death of only one foreign beast.

How could the barbarian soldiers who had grown up in that foreign land full of death be afraid of the strong bows and crossbows of the Gandharas.

The barbarian soldiers shouted in unison and rushed towards the city.

The rain of arrows is still pouring, and from time to time some barbarians fall in pools of blood, five hundred meters, three hundred meters, even if the arrows that forget to return are sharp, it is difficult to stop the alien race who forgot to die.

At the foot of the city, there were finally barbarians stepping up, and some recruits looked down the city curiously, he didn't understand, there was no ladder, no rush, no ladder, and no arrow tower that was as high as the city wall, how could the barbarians climb this majestic city.

As soon as his thoughts flashed out of his heart, the bloodthirsty alien gave the answer, only to see a trace of strange light flashing on the barbarians who had arrived at the foot of the city first, and the strange and ancient tattoos suddenly spread all over the bodies of these barbarians.

The young soldier was slightly stunned, and the tattoos on the barbarian's body suddenly lit up, and black stone pillars as thick as buckets suddenly burst out of the bodies of those barbarians, and were nailed into the head of the city at once.

This is how the barbarians attack the city? The recruit thought to himself, and looked down curiously through the arrow hole, and saw that the brute warrior who was covered in tattoos had turned into a puddle of black water, and there was only a black stone pillar on the ground that made his heart tremble.

An iron arrow grazed his forehead, and the young soldier shrank his head in fear, and the winged commander standing beside him yelled at him at the top of his voice, "What are you doing in a daze? Can't you see the shooter on the Demon Crossbow dead? You go fill his place."

The soldier nodded in a panic and ran quickly to the arrow hole, a corpse that had been split in half by the black stone pillar was lying on the wall, the corpse was a half-human height demon crossbow, and before the young soldier could pick up the crossbow, a burly barbarian had already climbed to the top of the city.

"Basaka" the barbarian roared angrily, his eyes were red, the soldier subconsciously raised his sword to block, and a huge force came, and he had already flown out.

The barbarian roared again, raised his sword and pounced on him, only a cold light slashed, and the barbarian soldier who made him frightened was also in a different place, and the same burly Kendra soldier killed the barbarian with only one axe, and heard a military general shouting loudly: "Devil Axe Battalion, kill the barbarians, prepare gold juice, kill these miscellaneous pieces"

The warriors wielding the long axes in their hands slashed at the barbarians who had ascended to the top of the city, and the sharp axes flashed with bursts of red light, which were weapons blessed by the soul suppressor, far better than the simple iron weapons in the hands of the barbarians.

The bloody battle at the head of the city did not last long, the barbarians who rushed to the city of Wuruo were all dead and wounded, the barbarians' tactics were still primitive, there were no archers to shoot under the city, and these alien races who rushed to the head of the city would not have too much impact on the city.

The black liquid called the golden juice was sprinkled all over the altar by the Gandharas, and a torch suddenly flew out of the city and fell into the black golden juice, and the fire was raging at the foot of the city, and the barbarians gathered under the city finally let out a cry.

The warriors armed with the hammers smashed the black stone pillars at the top of the city one by one, and the barbarians retreated like a tide.

At the head of the city, the soldiers were cheering, shouting frantically, compared with the excited appearance of ordinary soldiers, Xiao Xitian's face still had a cold expression, but the hidden worry between his eyebrows seemed to be a little thicker.

He only gave a sentence to prepare the equipment, and prepared to fight again, so he hurriedly left the city with a few attendants.

Just as the Gandhara people were fighting to the death with the barbarians, the Gandhara soldiers on the periphery of the Great Realm Hall had also lost their patience, and after one or two nobles said harsh and mean words, these sinister guards finally lost their last shred of reason.

The wealthy merchants who did not want to go to the city were taken down one by one, their hands locked behind their backs like prisoners, and some of the relatively noble "Jiake" on the second floor shouted and cursed, and a soldier standing next to him broke the bridge of his nose with his backhand.

How could the domineering magnates have suffered such humiliation, someone called a servant with strong skills, pointed to the soldier who did it, and shouted: "Kill him for Lao Tzu"

The slave who had relied on it suddenly flew up and pounced on the guard like a ghost, but before the servant who seemed to have a loud voice could land, he was stabbed by several spears in the air.

As the marshal of the Northern Theater of Operations, the Guards not only had the cultivation of a colossus, but even the armor they wore was engraved with a seal inscription specifically for the monks.

Unless the other party has reached the realm of the master of soldiers and is not subject to the constraints of the "Fu Emperor", no matter how strong the monk is against these guards, he is no different from ordinary people.

Red blood was still pouring from the corpse, and a soldier drew his blade and cut off the man's head with a single sword.

In the Great Realm Hall, the women were screaming and the men were roaring, but no matter how those rich and proud nobles screamed and scolded, once they met the ruthless and cold eyes of those warriors, these people could only be arrested.

The people who were still clamoring to die would not leave this hall before, like prisoners, were escorted out of this great hall, and the royal family who had "raised their arms and shouted" also put away their previous arrogant face when they saw the corpse on the ground, even if he hated the evil heaven in his heart, he did not dare to make trouble at this time.

As a group of "Jiake" on the second floor were escorted out of the venue, the Dajing Hall, which was a little chaotic just now, had restored its proper order.

The women were not subjected to any difficulty, and as long as they had registered their dependents, the guards would let them go, while the men would go to the north gate to assist the Northern Army in defending the city.

Yun Kunyuan stood on the booth and watched coldly, as soon as the barbarians invaded, Xiao Shatian took over the power of life and death for everyone in the city.

As the highest-ranking general in the north, once he encounters an invasion of foreign enemies, no matter how prominent his background is, he can only bow down to him, if Yueminglou intervenes in this dispute at this time, Yun Kunyuan estimates that this marshal of Gandhara is likely to detain this Sifang City, and at that time, it will be impossible to stay out of the matter.

Even if the pavilion master is here, I'm afraid he won't stand up for these people, but there are still some "distinguished guests" on the third floor who haven't left, do these people dare to move? Human Emperor Yun Kunyuan thought in his heart, where is there still your son!

In the Accord where the third floor is located, the eldest son of the family is sitting calmly, and he looks up and forgets to look at the child, and the handsome son of the family bows his head slightly, without a trace of panic in his expression.

Finally, the guards walked to the third floor, and most of the people in the Dajing Hall had been empty, and those "rare guests" and "Jiake" had been taken out of this wooden building, but only these "distinguished guests" on the third floor remained.

It's just that the blue-armored warriors who were still serious before just stepped on the third floor, and in an exclamation, like a tide, retreated again.

The military general who led the way retreated to the hall on the first floor with these soldiers, and then fell to his knees with a panicked face.

Yun Kunyuan was surprised, who could make these guards who only obeyed orders to kneel on the ground, and as soon as a thought came out of his heart, he hurriedly denied the answer.

Leaving Shanli and coming to this foggy city, is that person crazy?

He knew that the barbarians were going to invade this place, and he came here on purpose? This is obviously too child's play, his safety is a thousand times more important than this misty city, how can those old ministers in the mountains tolerate him risking his life?

Then why did he come to this Great Realm Hall? If the Gandhara wants to do something against the Yueming Tower, there is no need for the person to testify, and if he loses his Gandhara in Rome, he will fall into civil strife.

What kind of temptation is that the person who left Shan Li and came to this misty city, Yun Kunyuan is trying to leave here, he needs to get in touch with the pavilion master immediately.

Regardless of whether his guess was right or not, he needed to pass on the news, but the old man with the cultivation of the human emperor moved slightly, and the military general who was kneeling on the ground stood up suddenly.

It's still that ruthless and cold gaze, but the fanaticism hidden in the eyes can't hide from Yun Kunyuan's eyes.

The military general didn't say a word, just waved his hand at him, and the guards who remained in the Great Realm Hall held spears and surrounded Yun Kunyuan.

The Emperor of Yueming Tower shook his head helplessly, and then dispelled the idea of leaving this venue.

The people downstairs lost the opportunity to leave the Great Realm Hall, but in an accord on the third floor, someone gave Zi Nanli the opportunity to say goodbye here.

After reading the letter, Zi Nan was silent for a long time, he didn't know what to say, the other party could be said to know everything about him, so he almost picked up the smell in his body.

But he didn't know anything about this You Xiaoyong, he didn't know what this burly man was for exposing his identity, such openness and honesty was too much for Zi Nanli, so he made up his mind, if the other party didn't squeak, then he would be happy to sit like this.

It's better than going to the north gate and killing the enemy.

It's just that this silence didn't last long, You Xiaoyong put the teacup that had been drunk for a long time on the table, and said slowly: "Master Xingyuan, now we can talk!" ”