This is the third day of the siege of the city, the boundless battle cry accompanied by the obscene rain swept the entire battlefield, countless corpses were piled aside, and new people wearing new armor and raising spears in their hands once again rushed into the city.

As early as last night, the army finally tore a hole in the front, followed by countless street battles, at first the defenders could still rely on the terrain to gain the upper hand, and even drove the imperial army out of the city in the early morning, but when the sky was just dawning, the army once again launched a fierce attack, countless wolf smoke filled the city, and from time to time there would be some female screams piercing a silent sky, and then the defenders rose up to resist.

In the emperor's tent curtain, the restored young emperor was scolding the generals around him, his face had now begun to distort slightly, the maid beside him trembled slightly and did not dare to raise her head, and the entire tent was silent except for the emperor's angry scolding.

"Rice buckets, waste, more than a million people are piles and the walls of Wujue City have been piled down, three days, three days! The defenders of Wujue City are only 100,000! Don't tell me anything about the poor quality of the soldiers, that's your problem, I just want to ask when you will be able to capture the Martial Arts! ”

The angry emperor glared angrily and disappointedly at the group of old generals who had accompanied him for most of his life, and then shook his hand helplessly and looked at the other tent in the rain curtain with some unwillingness.

In another tent not far away, a woman dressed in white was wiping the wound on her hand, which Cui Yu left her in the battle just now, the huge terrifying power made the girl's brows frown slightly, but compared to the pain in her heart, the girl obviously cared more about those things, and she didn't know if it was because of the cold or because of the violent trembling of the wound, until a big bony hand was on her shoulder, she couldn't help but shiver.

"Why keep your hands? Do you like him? ”

The owner of the hand was a little puzzled, but there was no slight reproach in his tone, you were all full of concern and love.

The girl turned around, she seemed to be a little resistant to the man, and after coughing a few times, the girl's cold voice came like a fairy sound.

"You just don't forget what you promised me, you don't need to ask about the rest!"

The man seemed a little helpless, he couldn't help but sighed but didn't do anything, touched his nose and left the tent stupidly, letting the boundless drizzle hit his vicissitudes of life, I don't know how long it took, a trace of resoluteness flashed on the man's face, but he showed a relieved expression, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Cui Yu was also injured, although the girl's attack was not sharp, but it always gave Cui Yu a familiar feeling, and a figure appeared in front of Cui Yu in the dark, but Cui Yu seemed to feel a little impossible and shook his head with a smile.

The two armies began to fall into a stalemate, no one knows how long this war will last, fortunately, in the evening, Xiaoyu seemed to listen, and the cold air around made the defenders begin to cheer up, they took the initiative to attack after resting for a while, and beat the imperial army out of Wujue City, everything returned to the starting point, but some members of the Mida Sect seemed to take advantage of the chaos to sneak into the Wujue City in an attempt to create some chaos in the Wujue City.

Martial City is like a giant grinding plate ruthlessly crushing the lives of the people around it in this late autumn, and the Star Country wolf riding on horseback is still lacking in attacking the city, otherwise the 100,000 defenders in this city may disappear from this world.

At night, the night was slightly cool, Cui Yu's right abdomen had a wound penetrated by a sharp weapon, the wound was not large, and it could be seen that the person who shot must have been merciful, but although this single-handedly picked up the eight legendary realm masters still caused a lot of mental burden to Cui Yu, the spiritual power used was seventy-seven eighty-eight, at this time Cui Yu had already felt the uncomfortable feeling of lack of mental power, like 10,000 ants crawling in his head, and ordinary people were afraid that they would have gone crazy, but Cui Yu just stood silently in the pavilion of Zhou's mansion, Watching the carp swim around in the pond, I thought back to some details of today's battle.

The cold evening breeze blew across the pond, slightly wrinkling the originally calm pond, and also made Cui Yu's brain a little clearer, but the wound on the right abdomen was faintly painful because of the cold wind, which made Cui Yu unconsciously tighten the fluffy coat draped on his body.

"Xianggong, is the wound still painful?"

A pair of gentle jade hands slowly climbed onto Cui Yu's head, and the gentle techniques and familiar massage techniques made Cui Yu's body relax slightly.

Smelling the body fragrance of the woman next to him, Cui Yu smiled and hugged the woman's body into his arms, and the feeling of being soft in his arms gave Cui Yu's cold body a little comfort, and also made Cui Yu's pale face look better.

"Is Chunlai already asleep?"

"I think it's better to call it Jade! I'm already asleep! ”

The woman in her arms is naturally Guan Yingchun, since giving birth to Cui Chunlai, Yingchun's temper has begun to become more and more gentle, like a mature woman who has faded her childish appearance, and the unique charm that emanates from the inside out makes Cui Yu slightly addicted at some times, but Cui Yu sometimes misses the once hot-tempered and petty Guan Yingchun, although it is not bad now.

Looking at the subtle and warm smile on Xiang Gong's face, Guan Yingchun felt that the surrounding environment was not as sad as just now, at least the fish in this pond were so lively and energetic, just like this martial city waiting to be reborn, it was full of expectations.

"Yueyue and Jun Wu are also asleep! So is it just the two of us tonight? ”

Cui Yu didn't know what to think, looking at Guan Yingchun's pink jade neck, the part that loomed because he deliberately squeezed it seemed to be a silent invitation to Cui Yu, making the body temperature of the two good people begin to rise.

Perhaps it was because of feeling the husband's increasingly heavy wheezing voice, Guan Yingchun, who was originally leaning on Cui Yu's arms, turned red, jumped away with a smile, and gave Cui Yu a big white eye and a series of silver bell-like laughter, Guan Yingchun's quietly curved eyes like a new moon exuded a unique brilliance in the dark night like a talk, everything was deeply imprinted in Cui Yu's mind, making Cui Yu couldn't help but feel sweet.

Cui Yu still didn't stay in Guan Yingchun's room after all, on the one hand, because of Cui Chunlai's little guy's trouble, on the other hand, because it was also because the night of Wujue City was not peaceful, after resting for a while, Cui Yu put on his clothes alone and walked to the head of Wujue City.

"Old Zhou, they should be coming back soon, Uncle Zhou, can you still hold on?"

The late autumn night is melancholy, the sound in the distance makes people feel frightened, Zhou Ling looked at the mess outside, the mountains of corpses during the day have not had time to deal with it, and the defenders in the city are less than 20,000 left, revealing this desperate atmosphere everywhere.

"What did my uncle say, if you hadn't blocked the Eight Great Protectors, I'm afraid this city would have been broken a long time ago, I heard that my uncle was injured before, and now it seems that I am too worried!"

Zhou Ling looked at Cui Yu's face, although it was a little pale, and there was some pain between his eyebrows, but until now, Cui Yu was still the god of war who stood proudly and stood tall, Zhou Ling had reason to believe that as long as Cui Yu was still there, then the Martial City would never perish, and this may have become the belief in the hearts of the defenders of the Martial City.