Chapter Two Hundred and Six: Wrath of the Holy City!
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Jiang Zuomeng's move of convening forces here to demand the sending of troops to attack the holy city caused dissatisfaction among the major forces in Sichuan Province, and the previous defeat was not bad enough? Do you want to fight again?
But the instructions of the envoys sent by the Jiangzuo League are very clear, either you send troops to join the war, or you withdraw from the Jiangzuo League. When such an order was issued, some people with muddy heads and no business acumen immediately rejected it, claiming that they would never do anything for Jiang Zuomeng in the future, but this was only a minority.
On the contrary, most business-minded people are very savvy. Jiang Zuo League has become so strong, it must be the elders in Jiang Zuo League, or Jiang Zu has broken through to a new stage, and there is no need for these weak strengths. Could it be that Jiang Zuomeng is excluding those who are not in good spirits? It's a bit of a possibility. Therefore, a large number of forces chose to stay and began to send troops.
The time for this transfer of troops was several times faster than that of the previous days, and in just one day, the forces of Sichuan Province gathered 400,000 troops. Jiang Zuomeng was even more hemorrhagic and transferred all the soldiers on the periphery to the periphery, with a total of more than 150,000.
The 550,000 army was led by the holy daughter of the Jiangzuo League, and guarded by two elders. The strength is unprecedentedly strong, and even the military does not want to fight them. But they have a fatal weakness, that is, the morale of the army is unstable, and they are silent and lose the battle of the Holy City.
It is a one-and-a-half-day journey from Jiangzuo League to the Holy City. 550,000 people marching together, the speed will be cut in half, and it will take at least three days to arrive.
And in the course of these three days. The two 100,000 tribes of the Water Tribe, the Ghost Clan, will arrive in the Holy City. The battle is on the verge of breaking out.
As expected. The ghost clan came to the Holy City on the third day after the Battle of the Holy City, because there were too many people, and no force dared to stop them along the way, only dared to observe from afar.
The ghost clan came with a total of more than 107,000 people, of which 50,000 were old and weak, women and children, and the remaining 50,000 were energetic warriors. The Holy City had lost 130,000 people before, and it was already empty, but now the people of the Ghost Clan have come. All of them were assigned to the southern city that had been cleaned.
Meng Ghost and Chen Ji stood side by side on the city wall, silent for a long time without saying a word.
Meng Ghost put his hands on his back, held his head high, glanced sideways at Chen Ji and asked; "All the other tribes have arrived, what do you want to do?"
"Originally, I wanted to unify Sichuan Province." Chen Ji shook his head helplessly and said; "But according to the information from the outside world, Jiang Zuomeng's strength is extremely strong, and Jiang Zu and the elders under his command are even more powerful. I am worried that these few people will be the biggest hidden danger to our reunification of Sichuan Province. ”
"I know Jiang Zu a little well." When Meng Ghost was young, he wandered in the world for more than 100 years, and he knew countless people, including Jiang Zu. However, when he met Jiang Zu, Jiang Zu was already the leader of Jiang Zuomeng. The strength is incomparable. Now, it's even more unfathomable. He shook his head and sighed; "Jiang Zu is this person. The city is deep. The strength is also extremely strong, and she is even more ruthless when she starts, and even I am not sure if I can survive the three moves against her. ”
Meng Ghost's strength is more than twice that of Chen Ji, and now that Meng Ghost is saying this, Chen Ji also made a rough judgment about Jiang Zu in his heart, a powerful and insidious old witch.
"Report!" Just as the two were chatting happily, a figure flew quickly in the distance. Finally, he knelt down on one knee in front of the two of them, this person was dressed in black, and the word 'ghost' was written on his chest.
In the Ghost Clan, there is a dedicated spying department. Named 'Ghost Eyes', they are ubiquitous, and they have the ability to fly, and can even judge how strong the enemy's strongest person is, making them rare good spies.
The spy clasped his hands into fists and said hurriedly; "Report to the Holy Lord, hundreds of thousands of troops have been found fifty kilometers away. They are a **** under the banner, and they are afraid that the comers are not good. ”
"Dare to come?" Chen Ji was also shocked, they lost 200,000 elites in the battle of the Holy City, and they still dared to come, who gave them the courage! Jesus? But he didn't dare to ask; "Tell me about how many people there are."
The spy replied without thinking; "Report to the Holy Lord, the total number of enemies may be between 500,000 and 600,000. Although the banner of the battle is Jiang, according to the differences, the preliminary judgment is that it is an army with a combination of forces. ”
"Jiang Zuomeng is really imposing." When Ghost Meng came to the Holy City, he also heard from the Heavenly Ghost about the previous battle, and he lost 200,000 elites of various forces, and he could even send 500,000 people over. Not knowing what tricks were used, he looked at the spy and asked; "Do you know who is leading this group? How strong is the strongest? ”
The spy was speechless, looked up at Meng Ghost, and didn't dare to talk for a while.
Meng Ghost looked at the spies, and his heart suddenly tightened. He clenched his hands into fists and shouted angrily; "Say!"
The forehead of the "report" spy was already oozing a thin man, he took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice; "The strongest person on the enemy side has a minimum prediction that is five times higher than that of you, Lord Meng. Or higher, and two. ”
After listening to the spies' report, Chen Ji's forehead oozed a fine man. It's five times stronger than Meng Ghost, or the lowest prediction, that's amazing! Meng Ghost alone can single-handedly take on a thousand-and-thirty level evolutionary, so wouldn't the person on the other side be able to single-handedly take on 10,000 alone! Chen Ji clenched his hands into fists, his brows tightened; "The elders of the Jiangzuo League are here."
"It seems that Jiang Zuomeng has made up his mind to get rid of us." Meng Ghost frowned and asked hurriedly; "Holy Lord, shall we go back and convene a meeting now. The deployment of troops will first do a good job of defending the forces. ”
"Fifty kilometers, they are not going to attack today. Now the arming is still urgent. With that, Chen Ji had already stepped away from the city wall and headed towards the conference room of the main hall.
After a few words of instructions to the spies, Meng Ghost also followed Chen Ji's steps
"Woo~woo~" After three days, the holy city sounded the rapid siren again. Everyone in the city was nervous again, and many of them put on their own gear and rushed out into the streets to roar.
"Who is attacking again, Lao Tzu is going to destroy him!"
"Damn, it must be Jiang Zuomeng's people again. I'm going to fight this time, too! ”
"The people of Jiang Zuomeng killed my brother, this time I must take revenge!"
"Kill all, kill all, I want to kill all the people in Jiang Zuomeng!"
"Ah!!! Beasts, you still dare to come. Today I will avenge my wife and children! ”
Chen Ji stood in the battle room, picked up the megaphone and shouted loudly; "Fellow citizens! The Jiangzuo League and the major forces in Sichuan Province plan to eradicate our holy city in one fell swoop, and a few days ago, it was because of them that we lost 130,000 compatriots! Today they have led more than 500,000 people to come, if we don't give them a little color, then our descendants will be in dire straits, now I am here to ask, I ask you to fight side by side with me, kill that group of Jiangzuo League minions! ”
"I'm going to kill those crumbs!"
"The Holy Lord is right, it's time for us to give the people of Jiang Zuomeng a little color."
"I'm going to war!"
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