Xia Kongtong was killed, hanging his head to show the public, Xia Jiechen was defeated, life and death were uncertain, Xia Canglang was shocked and angry, and his heart was broken. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the rout army fled to the mountains, like a surging mudslide, which soon affected the Kasha soldiers outside the city, and the panic spread again, Xia Canglang endured the grief in his heart, and hurriedly ordered his generals to lead the troops to intercept.

"Those who shake the morale of the army and escape without permission will be killed!" The general led his troops to meet the flow of people, shouting loudly, and reining the rushing rout.

A steamboat had descended to a place fifty or sixty meters above the ground, and a huge shadow enveloped the people under the Shuai Qi, with endless pressure. The soldiers on the steamboat had already noticed the Chinese army flag flying high, but each attack failed to hit accurately, if they could have dealt with the men under the commander earlier, the Kashya army might have been defeated.

This was a very risky move, because the hull of the steamboat had to be kept light, and the material was so thin that it could easily be pierced by sharp weapons, and the consequences of such a situation could be imagined.

Xia Canglang suddenly felt a darkness above his head, only to find that the huge hull was suspended above him. He could no longer remain calm, and loudly commanded the archers to attack the steamboat.

The Kasha archers did not dare to slack off, and they opened their fierce attacks one after another, shooting sharp arrows at the approaching steamboats.

The steamboat was huge and slow, and under the dense attack of arrows, it quickly became full of wounds and crumbling, and the Kasha soldiers looked excited when they saw this, but suddenly found that the huge steamboat began to fall faster.

"Dashuai, get out of the way!!" Zheng Yun, who held the flag, reminded Xia Canglang loudly.

Seeing this, Xia Canglang hurriedly instigated his war horse and quickly moved away from the steamboat, but he ignored that the battle flag beside him was prompting his existence.

The soldiers of Spindle Valley struggled to control the steamboat, and the sudden acceleration of the fall made them realize that there must be death or life this time. The four thunderbolts of the Destroyer Battalion who were in charge of throwing held the hanging basket under the hull with one hand and the oil fire bomb in the other, and looked directly at the handsome flag waving in the wind.

Their strength is limited, but their bodies are strong and their strength is very strong, so they pull the fuse and throw the oil bomb in their hands at the handsome flag.

Four oil fire bombs dragged a long cigarette tail, flew straight to the handsome banner of the exhibition, and exploded near the handsome flag in an instant, Xia Canglang was strong, seeing that the situation was not good, jumping to avoid the surging flames, the flames were fierce, and they swallowed the tall handsome flag at once.

In the midst of the screams, the flames rose into the sky, and the steamboat fell to the ground, falling to pieces, and the soldiers inside were already dead. The remaining oil bombs in the gondola were scattered into the flames and ignited by the high temperature, causing another explosion.

Suddenly, Xia Canglang's heart was alarmed, an oil fire bomb rushed out of the flames, flying straight towards him, he was blocked by the flames, and he didn't have time to react to dodge, the oil fire bomb exploded in front of him, and his body was instantly swallowed by the sudden eruption of flames.

No one noticed it before, and at the moment when the hanging basket fell, the soldiers in the hanging basket threw an oil fire bomb at Xia Canglang again.

It was such an oil fire bomb, but it took the life of a ninth-level martial artist.

"Handsome! Handsome? The soldiers around him, clearly seeing Xia Canglang being engulfed in flames, couldn't believe their eyes. In their minds, the commander, who has always been invincible and like a military god, has now been burned to death.

"Da Shuai is dead!"

"Avenge the big handsome!"

"Fight with them!"

"Stop fighting, run away!"

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The Kasha soldiers had different thoughts, discussions, and chaos.

Some of the soldiers screamed and rushed towards Cité Soleil, while others quietly withdrew from the circle and fled north.

"It's better to die in a frontal battle than to turn around and flee!" Xia Canglang's words kept echoing in their minds, frantically impacting Sun City, and finally capturing the seventh city wall.

The ruins in front of the walls were crowded with red-eyed Kashas, who rushed to the sixth wall of the City of the Sun.

At this moment, black figures suddenly appeared on the periphery of the army, they were like ghosts, stepping on the heads of soldiers and moving forward quickly, constantly looking for Kasha's generals, and attacking.

Among the hundreds of thousands of rebels, their presence was inconspicuous, but when the high-ranking generals were killed by powerful and swift attacks and rolled off their horses, some soldiers still noticed them. Some soldiers used bows and arrows to shoot at the black-clad men, only to find that they came and went like the wind, and they could not catch the form of the dense feathered arrows that rained down.

At the same time, a majestic shout of killing sounded from behind the siege army, and it was the Moro army led by Gong Liangyu.

They routed the southern army that had terrified them, marched 50 miles, and quickly approached the Kasya, who were besieging the city.

The head was the sneak attack and harassment of the men in black, behind them was the pressing of the Moro army, there were steamboats in the air, and the stubborn resistance of the Beiyan people at the head of the city.

They abandoned the attack and huddled together, desperately trying to evacuate from the city. But they forgot that the moment they rushed to Sun City, they embarked on a journey with no way back.

Of course, the soldiers and civilians at the head of the city were unaware of the psychological activities of the Kashas, and were still desperately attacking the soldiers under the city. In their eyes, these black human heads are like annoying maggots, and they want to crush their bones and scatter ashes and wipe them all out.

More and more Kasha soldiers fell, under the piles of corpses, blood and water pooled into a small river, pouring in along the cracks in the city gate, and the civilians in the city saw this scene, their faces showed strange excitement, this is the blood shed by the enemy, of course, the more the better.

The Kasha soldiers on the periphery gradually fled, and the panic spread rapidly, and more soldiers began to join the ranks of the fleeing, and the huge ring formed by the siege army became thinner and thinner, as if it had been stripped of its cocoon.

The stampede has finally happened!

All the Kasha people realized that the siege had failed, and everyone was trying to find a way to escape. Their faces were full of fear, and they desperately squeezed outward, not wanting to stay here for a moment, and some of them accidentally fell, and were immediately trampled by countless soles of their feet to break their bones and tendons, until they lost their breath.

Looking at the fleeing enemy army in a hurry, the Beiyan people suddenly felt happy, they used all kinds of weapons, wantonly attacked the enemy under the city, the enemy's terrified screams, let them experience an unprecedented pleasure.

This is no longer a defensive counterattack, this is a naked slaughter!