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All the voices fell silent, and the towering Sword Pavilion City was as quiet as death.

Several barbarian soldiers controlled the steamboat to keep it steady, and a soldier of the Destruction Battalion threw a falling thunder with an indifferent expression.

A skull-sized thunderbolt appeared in mid-air, like a tiny piece of gravel, slowly falling downward, making people imperceptible, and in an instant, it enlarged to the size of a fist and appeared in people's sight.

Hula!! The people at the head of the Sword Pavilion City were scattered and scattered.

As a result, the lightning fell on a building in Sword Pavilion City inaccurately.

The roar of fire flashed, and the low building instantly became fragmented, and the surrounding people were also injured by the rubble and rolled into a ball.

The lightning showed its great power, leaving the soldiers in the city stunned, completely forgetting that the "culprit" responsible for all this was slowly descending overhead.

The city was deserted, and without the threat of bows and crossbows, the barbarian soldiers reduced the steamboat's firepower, allowing it to gradually approach the Sword Pavilion.

Standing in the hanging basket and looking down at the city, they saw hundreds of thousands of troops like ants busy moving, bustling and busy, intending to escape the coming storm.

Bang!

Bang!

Two more thunderbolts "fell", this time accurately falling into the middle of the crowd.

The barbarian soldiers on the steamboat could not hide their excitement when they saw the scene in the city, they came from a small tribe on the northern coast, and they had been bullied in the past, but now they saw the most powerful race of Tigris become weak and ravaged in front of the steamboat they controlled, it was really a dream.

Knock knock!!

The city was in chaos, but the fierce drums of war suddenly came from outside the city, and the million-strong army was waiting for it, letting out a majestic roar.

Kill Kill Kill!!

Hearing the high-spirited shouts outside the city, the soldiers in the city were all full of panic. Hu Yanliang, Xiao Tuya and other Wikipedia generals looked at the behemoth floating above their heads, their expressions were complicated, and it was obvious that in this case, all resistance and struggle were in vain.

"The Sword Pavilion can't hold it, give the order to retreat!" Hu Yanliang's voice revealed a bit of helplessness and loneliness.

"Yes!" The Wikipedians quickly turned and left, and the Battle of the Sword Pavilion was the first battle in their lives in which they voluntarily retreated, and it also made them extremely depressed.

The evacuation of the Wiki clan caused the Sword Pavilion City to collapse instantly, and soon, the south gate was opened, and the reinforcements of all clans fled in a hurry.

The soldiers on the steamboat did not squander the ammunition indiscriminately, because Sannan's instructions were to deter and force back, not to injure the enemy, and they would not disobey Sannan's orders.

Sang Nan led an army of 500,000 into Sword Pavilion City one after another, and quickly took control of various key positions in the city, while the rest of the soldiers were still stationed outside the city.

Many of the Lings living in the city were kept in custody.

At the same time, the two steamboats did not land immediately, but one went south, monitoring the barbarians retreating south, and the other went north, to reconnoiter the nearby enemy.

Lu Xiu, the lord of Sword Pavilion City, took the initiative to stay and surrender. The Sword Pavilion had been lost, and the Spirit Clan had no effect on the Wikipedia, so Hu Yanliang and the others did not forcibly take him away when they left. When Sannan heard that he was the inventor of the flying machine, he asked him to be brought to him.

Lu Xiu was nearly fifty years old, born with a wide forehead, bright eyes, and like to contemplate when he spoke. From his words and demeanor, Sang Nan clearly saw the shadows of Gongye Han and Runye.

So, Sang Nan called Gong Yehan over and introduced Lu Xiu to him, who wanted the two to talk a few words, and soon became shoulder to shoulder, like a confidant reunion, looking at each other's eyes, full of overflowing feelings.

Seeing that the two of them quickly became acquainted, Sang Nan didn't bother much, but just sent 4 young guards to protect Gong Yehan's safety in case Lu Xiu had bad intentions.

The scale of the Sword Pavilion City is unexpectedly large, no less than the capital city of the Moya countries, the buildings in the city are proportionate, the structure is exquisite, the shape is unique, the streets paved with ashlar are straight and tidy, although it is a cold winter climate, there are still a lot of cold-resistant plants with a little green.

"What a beautiful place!" Sang Nan walked slowly down the street, browsing the scenery of the city, even though he had been to many places, he couldn't help but praise it.

"Fortunately, the other party took the initiative to withdraw, otherwise a beautiful city would have almost been destroyed."

Later, Wang Che ordered the soldiers to report that the interior of the mountains on both sides adjacent to the Sword Pavilion had been hollowed out and built into various storage spaces, which were full of grain and various materials. Hearing the news, Sang Nan personally rushed to investigate, and found that these stocks were extremely rich, not only a large amount of food, but also armor, weapons, and various materials and materials.

The army won without a fight, and the morale was high, and the generals Wang Che, Sang Dong, and Yeren Bai asked their soldiers to count the supplies, check the prisoners, set up some defenses, and then rest and recuperate the whole army.

After counting, there were probably more than 2,000 Spirit Clan people in the city who had not escaped yet, so Sang Nan asked a few Spirit Clan women to serve Ji Tieyi to recuperate and rest, so that Mei Dongen could also recover his mental strength as soon as possible.

Now that they have successfully captured the Sword Pavilion and have a large amount of supplies in the city, they can use this as a base to move south and attack the Wikipedia's stronghold. But before that, they have to eliminate the hidden dangers behind them.

The day before yesterday, he fought with the temple ascetics, and Sang Nan did not dare to underestimate the combat effectiveness of the temple army, if there was really such an enemy hanging behind the army, it was like a thorn in the back, in case at the critical moment of the battle, he pounced from the shadows and bit himself, it would not feel very good.

In the afternoon, the two steamboats successfully returned home, and after landing, the soldiers on board quickly entered the city and returned home. Among them, the steamboat heading to the north was 30 miles northeast of Sword Pavilion Castle and found an anomaly.

"You said a lot of bodies were found?" Sangnam said to the returning soldiers.

"Yes!"

"How many people are there?"

"At least tens of thousands." The soldier thought for a moment and speculated.

"Can you tell what race it is?"

"It's the southern barbarians who attacked us when they came." This time the soldier's answer was affirmative.

"Southern barbarians." Sang Nan groaned for a while, and said to the generals around him, "Then the murderer must be the Templar Army!" ”

"You searched the neighborhood and didn't find anyone who could do it?" He asked the soldier again.

"There was a dense forest around there, we couldn't see it clearly, and we didn't dare to get too close!" The soldier answered truthfully.

Sang Nan's expression moved, and the 100 Yun Clan living dead quickly left the city. (To be continued.) )