When this Xiongcheng was first built, it was to prevent Tianwu from sending troops from Chiwu City to the south, but all the teams that wanted to go south had to pass through this official road under Yueqi Mountain.

Building a half-military, half-people's city at the foot of this mountain will not only curb the ambitions of the Tianwu people, but also as long as one day, the Chendala people will find an opportunity to send troops from here to the Red Mist Fortress that looks at the city from afar.

Therefore, in order to build this giant city, the original Gandhara monarch did not spend less money, the height of the city wall was forty feet, and the thickness of the wall was two feet and eight feet, so eight people could stand side by side, so there were so many city defense equipment placed on the wall.

The iron cannon named "Breaking Evil" is like a fierce beast, standing quietly at the head of the city, and the black cannon muzzle is aiming at the fog outside the city.

The recruits, who were still a little timid before, couldn't help but feel refreshed after seeing such a weapon, the barbarians were fierce, and they were still mortals, under the steel ball and iron egg, they would not live longer than the people of Middle-earth.

Next to the arrow holes every ten steps on the city wall, the demon crossbow has long been placed, the crossbow is the mother of the crossbow, the mother crossbow is larger, specially designed to break the enemy's sword tower, the sub-crossbow is relatively small, but the quiver that is connected is extraordinarily large, and it is specially responsible for shooting the enemy who is close to the city wall.

There is also the Xuantian Thunder that resembles an iron ball, which was also erected on the catapult in the city early, and the quiver on the waist of the row of archers was also replaced with an arrow feather named Forget Gui, like this kind of sharp arrow that specializes in breaking the monk's innate qi, and it is said that it is also quite effective against the barbarians.

Standing at the head of the city, Xiao Shatian nodded with satisfaction, I have to say that the Imperial Northern Army has been fighting against the Tianwu people all year round, and the combat power is already the most capable force in the north of the empire, and this is still the result of half of the veterans being transferred to Shanli.

"If it weren't for Gu Fanyu, an old thief, who was a stumbling block, and Shengsheng detained half of my healthy soldiers and stayed in the imperial capital, how could I be afraid of those two barbarian monarchs," Xiao Shatian secretly complained in his heart.

No matter what country you are in, you will inevitably encounter the constraints of political enemies, especially the generals who dominate one side, and the purple-clothed mourning monarch, as the head of Tianwu, must be carefully calculated before every major war to balance the forces of all parties, not to mention his marshal.

Power will not only bring people unimaginable luxury life, but also bring hidden worries that ordinary people do not have, and Xiao Shatian can no longer worry about not bringing the half of the imperial army back to the northern frontier at this time.

There was a strange cry from the depths of the fog, and the soldiers at the head of the city couldn't help but look into the fog, but in an instant, the thick fog disappeared without warning, and the ground outside the north gate of the city was densely covered with barbarian armies.

The barbarians are naturally warlike, the clan is proud of killing, the people of the Central Continent will fight with the barbarians every year in the past hundred years, once it is about to enter the winter, there will be a certain boundary on the vast land of the Central Continent that is forcibly broken by the barbarians, and the barbarians who fought with the people of the Central Continent at first are almost naked, and they are not killed from the realm without an inch.

This is a clan that drinks blood, but its combat power is surprisingly strong, almost armed to the teeth of the Middle-earth army, in the face of this kind of primitive clan-like barbarians, but they are beaten and have no power to fight back, and the result of defeat and retreat is the fall of the land and the loss of subjects.

But all the land that has been invaded by the barbarians, even after the barbarians are defeated, it is difficult to restore the old appearance, and the originally fertile land is no longer suitable for the people of Middle-earth to live, just like the bloodthirsty nature of the barbarians, even the places they have set foot on have become murderous.

Those who return to their homeland will die in their sleep, and when the morning dawns, only a stiff corpse remains, and under the scorching sun, someone will suddenly die, and when they die, their bodies will be cold to the bone, as if they were frozen.

No one knows why, and no one cares how such a strange thing can happen in the lost land.

To be able to repel such a formidable enemy would already be very comforting to those in power, and as for such strange and strange things, it must be the barbarians who have polluted this land!

Before the soul master, the people of Zhongzhou could not think of a good way to face the army of barbarians, so they could only rely on the advantage of numbers and use their lives to drive the barbarians back into the realm at any cost.

After this, there was a more tragic battle, on the one hand, the bloodthirsty alien race who wanted to kill out of the realm again, and on the other hand, the soldiers of the Middle Continent who were fighting for their lives, and the realm was broken for seven days, and then it would gradually close, and these seven days were the end of the world for the people of the Middle Continent.

Countless young lives have died in front of that realm, and even veterans of a hundred battles are at risk of losing their lives at any time.

Fortunately, the barbarians have never been in a military formation, they are dressed like primitive tribes, and marching and fighting is also a primitive and backward method, all by personal bravery, and strive to kill, otherwise the people of Middle-earth will never be the opponent of the barbarians.

It's just that this time the barbarians faced by Wu Ruocheng are not as good as before, the tall and strong barbarian soldiers are actually wearing leather armor, and their hands are not the simple bronze weapons in the past.

After the fog cleared, rays of sunlight shone through the white clouds and sprinkled on the land outside the city, and the weapons in the hands of the barbarian warriors reflected the cold light against the sun.

Xiao Shatian squinted his eyes, staring at the weapons in the hands of those aliens, and his face turned pale.

It was obviously a good iron weapon on the ground, if it weren't for the spears held by the soldiers of the Imperial Northern Army, as well as the spells blessed by the soul suppressor, just like the weapons, the Gandhara people would not be able to take half of the advantage.

Xiao Shatian was looking into the distance, and two barbarian generals in heavy armor on the tall horses were gesturing to Red Mist City, and he was stunned, when did the barbarians start to raise war horses.

He looked at the military horses under the two seats, and was shocked inexplicably, the barbarians only had foot soldiers, and there were no cavalry, which was the experience of the people of Central Continent with blood for a hundred years.

In previous years, the barbarians would also loot a lot of war horses, but in the past hundred years, there has never been a cavalry appearance of the barbarians, why do these two lords ride on the war horses today.

The moment the dense fog lifted, Xiao Shatian felt like a man's back, and there were two extremely powerful divine senses, locked on his body.

Except for the Great Monarch of the Barbarian Race, no one would bring him such a dangerous feeling, but he did not expect that the Great Monarch, who had been at the forefront of the barbarian ranks in the past, would actually observe the situation in the middle of the city like a general of the Terran race.

What particularly shocked him was that these two people were still riding war horses, not to mention the shining armor of the two barbarian monarchs.

The barbarians are not as ignorant and ancient as before, they are progressing and learning, which is something that the devil does not want to see.

The northern marshal of Gandhara was in the water, and the soldiers standing beside him clearly felt the earth-shattering killing intent in their own marshal.

The rumbling drum came quickly, and there was a noise in the barbarian ranks, and a lord on a war horse drew his sharp blade and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Basaka"

Tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers shouted in unison, calling the words that the people of Middle-earth could not understand, and the gods understood the meaning of these words, for a hundred years, there were only a handful of barbarians who were captured, and this warlike nation regarded it as a shame to be captive, and would always fight to the end, but there would always be a few barbarians who were seriously injured and unconscious, and became prisoners of the Middle-earth.

Although the language barrier is incomprehensible, the soul suppressor on the side of the Middle-earth people has a way to pry open the mouths of these aliens, especially the "Natian" Mr. of Yueming Tower.

Just provide him with a dying barbarian, and he will be able to derive a lot of useful information from the mouth of the dying man.

This sentence "Basaka" is translated by Natiantong, and fighting to the death is the meaning of this sentence.

Xiao Shatian took a long breath, he held the long sword at his waist, and only said lightly: "Meet the enemy"

Several banner owners standing behind him nodded their heads and left, one of them holding the command flag, waved it to the sky, and shouted: "Bow ready, cart loading"

The archers on the walls bent their bows, and the catapults hidden in the dwellings behind the walls were filled with the heavy boulders.

The first round of offensive and defensive battles is just a temptation for both offense and defense, there is no need to use the Xuantian Thunder at the beginning, as for the projection car that has been filled with Xuantian Thunder on the city wall, it will only be angry with the barbarians at the most critical time.

The big war is about to break out.

Just as the barbarian had already bared his fangs, in that great realm hall, the people of Zhongzhou were the first to argue.

The Xiuzi camp sent by Xiao Shatian has surrounded the entire Dajing Hall, except for a few prescient "distinguished guests" on the third floor, who have left early, and a group of buyers, including Zi Nanli, are trapped here.

The old man who had come to Zi Nan Li's private room before, as the representative of the Great Realm Hall, was still negotiating with the personal guards of the Heavenly Sect, Zi Nanli pushed open the window and looked down, the Jiandra soldiers in blue armor surrounded the Great Realm Hall, even at this time, the crowd in the Sifang City still had a large area, it seemed that the news of the barbarian invasion did not have a slight impact on the people here.

Zi Nan, who jumped out of the window and fled, saw that the downstairs was full of soldiers, so he closed the wooden window a little frustratedly, and he seemed to be a little appointed: "Forget it, isn't it just a war, there's nothing to be afraid of, it's a big deal to die in the city."

Nangong Xie's expression darkened when he heard this, and his face turned red with embarrassment, Zhuo Qianfan had entrusted Zi Nanli to him, and the resourceful Nie Zhucheng frowned, obviously he had no good way to face the nine iron orders.

When Wu Jiuxian looked at Zi Nanli calmly, Weng Sheng said: "My lord, if you really get to such a field, my old Wu will be the first to accompany you to die."

Zi Nanli rolled his eyes, these words of loyalty really made him uncomfortable to hear, and the money in his pocket had not been spent.

The most tragic thing about being alive is that he is in heaven, the money is in the bank, and he still has a lot of silver taken away by Chu Hongye.

"And that black iron armor! The worst can sell for eight thousand Huang Xuan, even if you lie down and spend half your life, it's a pity......" Zi Nan said secretly.

At this time, the knocking sound came, everyone looked back, the person who knocked on the door entered uninvited, Zi Nanli couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the person coming, and opened his mouth to ask: "Tuhao!" You're ......."

The burly man who stepped into the door was stunned, local tyrant? What is this called......

"Tao Gongzi, in Xia You Xiaoyong, I don't know if I can talk to Gongzi?" You Xiaoyong laughed.

Behind him were two beautiful women, but the shopkeeper of Qi Yunxuan, You Xiaosong, was missing.