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Everyone on the field felt incredible, and their eyes at Sang Nan were also very different.

Who can do it if you have a mouth that keeps people shut?

What does it mean to be powerful?

That's what really power!

The Wikipedians, who have always been high-minded and tough, have a kind of "pitiful" taste in their eyes at this time.

At the same time, everyone in Sword Pavilion City found that after Hu Yanliang had a heated conversation with people in front of the battle, he fell to the ground, unconscious, and he didn't know what was happening, so he hurriedly ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.

The remaining tens of thousands of troops were relieved to receive the order, and they all withdrew to the city.

Xiao Tuya leaned over and carried Hu Yanliang on his back, staring at Sang Nan with burning eyes.

Seeing this, Sang Nan chuckled at him and waved his hand, his disdainful expression made Xiao Tu's teeth feel like a knife.

Tens of thousands of remnants of the defeated soldiers returned to the city in despair, and everyone first helped to carry the wounded down for treatment and bandaging, and then stepped forward to inquire about the reason.

"The other party's appearance looks exactly like the Moya, but their attack is much stronger, which makes it difficult for us to resist." Xiao Tuya, who never knew what it was to retreat, had a taste of discouragement in his words. Everyone was silent when they heard this, they saw the process of the battle between the two sides clearly in the city, and naturally understood Xiao Tuya's mood at this time.

"It shouldn't be from Moya. Otherwise, why don't they use this weapon against us? A Wikipedia general said.

"Perhaps, this weapon was just developed." Lu Xiu was thoughtful.

"Well, it's possible, at least I've never seen the Moya use this weapon before." Another Wiki general nodded.

"No wonder Xiao Zuohan and Luo Mu will lose all, alas!"

"Lord Lu Xiu, do you know what kind of weapons these are?" Xiao Tuya described what happened to him on the battlefield. In his opinion, Lu Xiu is an extremely intelligent person, and he may be able to find some clues from it.

"The opponent's weapon should use the high temperature generated by the instantaneous ignition of a certain substance to produce destructive power. This is similar to the canister of oil, except that their weapons have an auto-ignition design. Judging from the battle just now, the crossbow bolt should be ignited by impact, and the short stick is difficult to say, perhaps ignited by friction and heat. ”

I have to say that Lu Xiu's judgment was very accurate, and he guessed the core principle of bakugan and grenade at once.

"So, can a canister also incorporate such a design?"

"It's easier said than done, and it takes a lot of time to find the materials alone, so I have to try slowly."

"So what should we do next?"

"Send someone back to the clan immediately to deliver a letter, inform the patriarch of the situation here, and ask him to decide! As for us, we will stay in the city for the time being and wait and see what happens. ”

…………

Three days later, in the middle of the night, everything was silent. In one of the tents of the coalition camp, the faint lights were still on, and Sang Nan and the generals of Wang Che, Sang Dong, Yeren Bai, Lan, Samoyed, and Abida gathered in the tent with solemn faces.

"After I left, the military affairs in the camp were supported and decided by Wang Che, Sang Dong, Yeren Bai, Samoyed, and Lan were responsible for assisting from the side, and Ji Poyu led the army of the living dead to contain the opponent's masters."

"Yes, sir!" The generals clenched their fists and promised.

"No, my sister is in danger, and I will go with me." Only Ji Poyu shook his head like a rattle.

"You're going to stay behind and command the legion of the living dead." Sang Nan rolled his eyes, stared at Ji Poyu and said.

Commanding the legion of the living dead requires strong mental power, and at present, only Sang Nan, Mei Dongen, plus the Ji family sisters and brothers can effectively command.

"Mei Xiaomei is not—"

"I can understand your feelings, but Donn can help me find them faster!" Sannan interrupted him, his face becoming a little gloomy.

"Then you must bring your sister back, otherwise, huh!" Ji Poyu also had a bad face, and looked at Sang Nan.

Sang Nan nodded, did not speak, and left with Mei Dongen......

300 miles away from the Hell Gate, on an abrupt cliff in the Hidden Cloud Ridge, Ji Tieyi, who was covered in blood, was leading the living dead of the Yun Clan, engaged in a fierce struggle with people.

At this time, she had already entered a state of beasthood, but her right arm had been drooping, and there were more than 60 Yun people left, who were faintly surrounded by a semi-arc, and behind them were the pale Gong Yehan and a group of craftsmen.

Their opponents were not barbarians, but a group of Moya of various ages dressed in coarse cotton clothes, numbering in the thousands.

"Despicable heretics, who dare to collude with the barbarians, will not spare you." A middle-aged man who participated in the siege and looked clumsy said hatefully.

Ji Tieyi didn't speak, just blindly defensive, and the silver heavy sword was not in his hand, so he didn't know where it was lost.

A few days ago, she successfully returned to the base with 100 Yun cavalry, handed over the wreckage of the flying bird to Runye, and picked up Gongye Han and others to Digris. Not long after he came out of the gate of hell, he was targeted by a group of strangers. After several encounters with the Temple, she immediately recognized the other person as an ascetic practitioner from the Temple.

And the other party also recognized their Moya identity.

Two groups of Moya appeared in Tigris at the same time, each other's hearts were like mirrors, and they were secretly murderous.

Ji Tieyi struck first and commanded the living dead of the Yun Clan to suddenly attack.

The other party didn't expect that these thin Yun Clan people were actually the strength of ninth-level martial artists, and they were caught off guard and several masters died.

However, Ji Tieyi's move also caused a huge curse for himself.

In the process of fighting, the other party finally discovered the immortal characteristics of the Yun people, and immediately became emotional, and the number of people participating in the attack was also increasing.

They stopped and went, and fled all day, and the Yun Clan had lost nearly half of the living dead, and several craftsmen had also died. Ji Tieyi had no choice but to give up and escape, take everyone into the mountains to hide, and stick to waiting for help.

She knew that Sang Nan would definitely bring someone to rescue if she found that she had not returned to the camp on time, and with Mei Dongen here, she would quickly find her position, and the place she chose to hide was an abrupt cliff, which was difficult to find, and easy to defend and difficult to attack. Who knew that on the third day, the other party still found the traces of his group. She had no choice but to defend on the top of the cliff and resist the opponent's attack, but the other party led by a few people with extremely high skills, which was even more difficult to deal with than the original Wugong Yang, with the strength of Ji Tieyi before the beast, it was difficult to resist, and the arm holding the sword was also broken.

She knew Sangnam would come, but she didn't know how long she would be able to hold out. (To be continued.) )