Generally speaking, wars are protracted and stalemate. Since they can fight, it means that the strength of both sides can at least pass a few moves.

And there will be many issues involved, such as food and grass, domestic affairs, foreign affairs, and whether the belligerent will cause a chain reaction and change the overall situation.

No matter from which point of view, Shanjian City's raising of troops against the southern border of the Zhou Dynasty this time seems to be a lonely bravery.

Of course, this word is often used for small people who have little strength and bad luck, and if it is placed on the God of the Returning Yuan Realm, that is who will give it up.

Under the whole world, who else is me?

Even though he knew that the war was not good for Shanjian City, even though the Great Zhou Dynasty had a strong background.

But the cultivators of the Returning Yuan Realm are so simple and rude.

Countless bluebirds flew to the imperial city from Tiemen Pass and Longquan Pass, and there were even armor soldiers who personally delivered letters.

Everyone wants to know if Asuka Pass has fallen.

But no one wants to know more than Ran Min.

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In addition to a bird, another cow came.

This is of course a great good thing for them.

The three Tongxuan Realm are in charge, even if those two Dharma Protector Heavenly Kings make a move, they will definitely not be able to take advantage of it, and even, the Southern Realm Armor Warrior may be able to expand some of the results.

This is what Ran Blind likes to do the most, and in this regard, he is a bit like the little imperial uncle of the Zhou Dynasty.

But now he is not in such a mood.

He stared at the holy beast, his voice low, "What about the others?"

The witch was silent.

Asuka Pass is a lonely pass, and unless the monks of the Southern Realm decide to fight to the death with the cultivators of Zenjian City, it is almost impossible to rush to the aid of Asuka Pass.

But the problem is not with the reinforcements.

Lack of food, exhaustion, the unknown, and the lack of hope can drain all morale, even the most determined warriors.

The blind man sat down on the futon behind him and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Emotionally, he is very willing, and can't wait to help Asuka Pass.

At that time, Ximen Po did not work in the south, he leaned southeast from the general of the left guard, took a fancy to this young man with simple advantages, and transferred him to the south.

Now, Simon Po can take charge on his own.

Neither of the two Dharma Protectors on the other side made a move, but there was no doubt that the Iron Gate Pass and the Longquan Pass needed at least two Mysterious Realms to ensure that they were safe.

So Bi Fangniao stood up.

And only he can stand up.

The ghost car asked, "That kid named Simon Po is very important?"

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Ximen Po is almost certain that the other party's target is not the southern border.

If you want to capture the southern realm, the biggest obstacle is naturally Ran Blind.

The biggest result is also the blind man.

Without the blind man, the southern realm is just a city wall.

So what do they want to do? Occupy the Flying Bird Pass and negotiate with Ran Blind? Or, are they not going to completely tear their faces with the Zhou Dynasty?

Is there an arrow to turn back when you open a bow?

Ximen Po's mind was a little confused, because the other party didn't give him much time to think.

The main general who has never made a move since he came to Asuka Pass finally made his first shot today.

Naturally, the Lord will not act lightly.

Early this morning, the monks of Zenmi Castle launched a general attack.

They carried out wave after wave of attacks on the passes in the air and on the ground, and their casualties were much greater, but they were also more costly. Five or ten more corpses can always be exchanged for one ear of Asuka Seki.

It's a good thing when you take it back and ask for a reward.

Several gaps had already been opened in the city wall, and some cultivators from the city of good insight rushed up. Once the city is hand-to-hand, the greatest advantage of the defenders will be lost.

A ten-master pierced the body of a cultivator from Zenjian City with a spear infused with True Yuan, and at the same time lost a left arm himself, which was broken at the elbow, and blood gushed like a spring. As he was retreating, he retreated to Ximen Po's side, and said hurriedly, "General, we can't hold it anymore, Flying Bird Pass...... It's going to be lost. ”

Asuka Pass does not count the orderly, it can accommodate 8,000 armor soldiers, relying on the danger of the terrain, it can defeat 100,000 enemy troops.

These days, there are no thirty or fifty thousand corpses left by the monks of Shanjian City, and there are always one or two thousand.

Those gaps in the city wall are like the vital points on the giant's body, and the cultivators of the city of good insight rely on those gaps to climb the city wall, and it only takes a few cups of tea before and after, and they have formed a stalemate with the defenders on the city wall.

In fact, according to Ximen Po's original expectations, the other party should not be ready to break the city so soon, because their target should not be the southern border.

But he underestimated the other party's attack, even though the Heavenly Protector King of the Mysterious Realm disdained to attack him, even if he clearly felt his hostility and fighting intent.

More and more cultivators of the city poured into the city, losing the protection of the city walls, and the casualties of the defenders began to increase dramatically.

Bright red filled Ximen Po's eyes, and when the blades waved, the heads of several cultivators of Shanjian City flew in response, and few people could be his enemies.

In just a few hours, the number of men was reduced from 8,000 to 7,000, then to 5,000, and finally only 2,000 remained.

Ximen Po took a sharp breath, and the humming sword roar accompanied his shouting, resounding through the city tower.

"Array!"

The only remaining armor soldiers quickly centered on Ximen Po and surrounded him.

Of the 8,000 armor soldiers, less than 2,000 remain.

By this time, the situation of the war had changed dramatically.

The cultivators of Shanjian City, who poured up the city wall like a tide, surrounded Ximen Po and the others, embattled on all sides, and looked up, all of them were enemies.

A tall and thin man fell from the sky, and the cultivators of the Good Seeing City on either side

It's a natural separation.

Ximen Po was looking at the tall and thin man, and the tall and thin man was also looking at him.

Their eyes collided in the air.

Then Simon Po raised his sword, as if releasing a signal.

"Charge!"

He shouted.

Echoing Ximen Break, it was the roar of more than a thousand armor soldiers and the sound of Zhenyuan erupting.

The two sides exchanged soldiers, and flesh and blood were splashed......

In the face of Ximen Po's attack, the tall and thin man didn't say anything, not even an expression.

There are only more than a thousand armor soldiers, and he doesn't need to ask him to make a move, and he doesn't bother to make a move.

His eyes fell only on the general.

If he captures this lord general, not only will he not receive any reward from God, but he will even be digested by other Dharma Protector Heavenly Kings.

It's just that he wants to know very much, why did he let others out of the city to break through, but he chose to live and die with the city?

The traces of the cultivators of the Seven Star Sect naturally couldn't hide from the eyes of this Dharma Protector Heavenly King, and without his acquiescence, the other party would not have been able to break through.

In just an instant, countless people fell.

In the face of the overwhelming bombardment of True Yuan and Famen, even if Ximen Po was a cultivator of the Taichu Realm, he had many injuries on his body.

But what made him even more unacceptable was the successive fall of the robes around him.

The previous ten-captain whose arm was broken at elbow level had already died, and he had died in hand-to-hand combat with a cultivator from Zenjian City, and the opponent's palm fell directly on his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and the explosion of true qi even caused those flesh and blood to splash on Ximen Po's face.

Although Ximen Po quickly sent the cultivator of Shanjian City on the road with him.

But there are more faces, he knows, has seen, is familiar, but he can't name them, and with the roar of the other party's true qi and the waving of soldiers, he will never say that to him again...... Seen the general.

The armor soldiers, who were less than 2,000, were also quickly reduced to more than 1,000.

Ximen Po had no reservations, and the true qi in his body was rapidly consumed.

He is like the sharp knives and sharp blades of more than a thousand people, and wherever he goes, even the most elite monks of Shanjian City dare not compete with him, as long as he is a little slower, he will be carried away by people with knives in his hands, and his head will fall.

At the same time that Ximen Po's true qi was rapidly consuming, the robes around him were also falling rapidly.

He was like a red-eyed executioner, regardless of the cost, regardless of the consequences, when the long sword stabbed forward, he didn't think about whether he would be injured because of it, so he died, just thinking about how many heads he could cut off?

Just as Ximen Po was charging again, a cultivator from Shanjian City who had been dormant beside him for a long time finally found an opportunity.

The tall and thin man doesn't care about this credit, naturally someone cares.

He jumped up high, and then circled and fell like a big bird, his palm stretched out, and the true yuan in his flesh palm was stirring, and he saw that the palm was about to fall on the heavenly spirit cover of Ximen Po.