When the Qishan army generals heard Fang Yun's words, they were greatly embarrassed.

Once the Giant Elephant Army unfolds the throwing stones, it will be a huge stone flying in the sky, which is very tricky.

The sword can only be used to intercept particularly dangerous boulders, can not attack for a long time, once the boulder is intercepted uninterrupted, at most a quarter of an hour must be retracted in the warmth, only a very few people are not afraid of hitting the boulder.

Ordinary war poems are also not very effective, because it takes time to talk about it on paper or to write a chapter, and it is useless to face a boulder at a distance, so you can only attack a boulder at a distance.

The best way to fight against the nearby boulder is to summon a powerful war poetry general, but there are only a few war poems that can summon a powerful war poetry general, and it is difficult to form a scale.

Therefore, in the face of the stone-throwing attack of the giant elephant army, the scholars of each army could only disperse the formation, use various protective war poems, and then the war poetry soldiers and workers will either throw the boulders under the city or transport them away.

Even if there are seven scholars and more than 30 Hanlin in the Qishan army, they dare not take it lightly at this moment, and they must always stand in the city where they are located.

Before, it was to kill the demon barbarians in front of the Pearl River Army to grab merit, but now if you go to intercept the boulder in front of the Pearl River Army, it is not to rob merit, but to send charcoal in the snow.

Wang Li followed and coaxed, saying: "Qishan Army, don't you want those who are capable to work harder? Don't you like to grab merit? Now we will take the initiative to give this section of the city wall to you! Don't you dare to come? It is not worthy of the name!"

"I've been fighting for many days, and I'm tired, and now I have to deal with the Giant Elephant Army!" Gou Bao said.

The generals of the Pearl River Army laughed one after another.

The scholars of the rest of the armies laughed at the dispute between the two armies, and some people who were not afraid of the excitement also invited the Qishan army to defend them, which made the scholars of the Qishan army feel embarrassed.

"Woo......"

A ten-zhang high black horn stood on the demon barbarian city, and a barbarian king personally blew it, and a strange wave spread in all directions.

The eyes of all the demons were red in an instant, their noses were exhaling, the qi and blood in their bodies were surging wildly, and their strength increased by three percent out of thin air.

On the other hand, the Terrans were flustered and short of breath when they heard this voice, and even a little nauseous.

"Hmph!" a great Confucian snorted coldly, and a wisp of heaven and earth righteousness swept across the city wall, dispelling everyone's discomfort.

"What is that? I knew it was a big horn, but when I looked closely, I couldn't see it at all. Su Lun was extremely surprised.

"It should be a projection of the semi-holy burial treasure, and the body is very far away, so naturally you can't see the appearance. Let's be lucky, this is just the giant horn of a bull demon saint, if it is the horn of a bull clan sage, you must use the holy temple or holy book to resist. Fang Yundao.

The horn sounded, and the 500,000 giant elephants threw stones at the walls of Jieshan Mountain.

Huge boulders fell from the sky like hailstones.

All the Hanlin and university scholars had already prepared, deliberately writing war poems slowly in advance, and at the moment when the boulder flew out, a large number of war poems turned into a colorful sky and greeted the boulder.

The forces formed by these war poems are diverse, from rivers to tsunamis, to storms, to mountains......

The attack range of these war poems is extremely wide, and the lethality is far stronger than that of the boulders, and you can see that the boulders in the sky are constantly being hit and falling by the war poems.

There are even a few scholars who use the "Song of the Great Wind" of the Three Realms to form a hurricane giant, the lower half of the giant is a black tornado, and the upper body is a muscular translucent strong man, twenty feet high, suspended in mid-air, and all the boulders that fly near it are easily defeated by the hurricane giants.

500,000 boulders flew around, but none of them landed on the wall of the Two Realms Mountain.

Only a few boulders hit the walls of the Two Realms Mountains with a loud thud, and the walls did not move.

Many scholars smiled confidently, the human race is very powerful, if the talent is never exhausted, these boulders will not become the climate at all.

However, after the 500,000 giant elephants threw the first boulder, they sucked the new boulder with their proboscis roll, and after only one breath, they threw another boulder towards the wall of the Two Realms Mountain.

Huge boulders appeared in the sky in front of them again, but there was no longer the light of the battle poems.

All the readers had solemn faces.

In other words, all scholars must have a high-quality heart to write hard in order to shoot down every wave of boulders.

It takes time for the boulder to fly, and before the second wave of boulders can land on the walls of the Two Realms Mountain, the Giant Elephant Army has already begun to throw the third wave of boulders.

When the giant elephant army threw the boulders, a large number of demon barbarian convoys continued to transport stones, due to the small number of armored ox carts, many demon barbarians carried several boulders out of the demon barbarian city, providing the giant elephant army with absolutely sufficient boulders.

The hail-like boulders flew over the city walls, and except for a few sections of the city where the defenders had a lot of experience, many of them did not make a move when attacking the first wave of boulders, and when facing the second wave of boulders, most of the city readers had to go out and talk about it

I saw a large number of swords and swords rising into the air, the sound of the sword roared, and the power of the real name was vertical and horizontal.

There was a sword that crossed the air, cutting through thousands of boulders.

There was a stabbing shot, and a single blow pierced all the boulders above the line.

A sword turned into multiple lights and shadows, shattering the boulders in the sky.

The sword is powerful and easily defeats the second wave of boulders.

In the face of the third wave of boulders, the experienced army let them fall, and a large number of boulders fell on all kinds of protective war poems, and the boulders were either bounced away, or slid to one side, or pressed heavily on them, so that the power of the protective war poems was quickly consumed.

A scholar of the Engineer University stood in mid-air, and with a wave of his hand, he landed among the boulders on the city wall, and a tenth of the surface shone faintly.

Many of the warriors would push the glowing boulders to the rear of the armies, and the workers would carry the boulders away. The rest of the boulders were either thrown to the north wall to hinder the demons, or they were thrown out of the south wall to be used as building materials for the Two Realms Mountain.

When the third wave of boulders arrived, many people were finally able to write a second battle poem and attack.

Fang Yun stood on the steady march, except for occasionally controlling the body of the sword and the imitation sword, he rarely made a move, and he had been observing the actions of the Giant Elephant Army, and also observing the defensive strategies of the various armies of the Terran race, and remembered them one by one.

In the beginning, the Terrans were talented, and the Giant Elephant Army did not bargain for anything.

After only two quarters of an hour, more boulders fell on the city walls, more people were injured by the boulders, and more boulders were stranded on the city walls and were difficult to carry away quickly.

Because the consumption of talent of the human race is too intense, everyone must save, and must find a balance between the consumption of talent and resisting the boulder to maintain a long-term battle.

The boulders tumbled and sank vigorously, and each boulder smashed on the city wall no less than a blow from the demon handsome, and a large number of boulders continued to fly, forming a devastating blow to the morale of the human race.

As people continue to be stoned to death by boulders, more and more soldiers are scared.

(To be continued.) )