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At this time, Mo Zhi'an finally slaughtered all those damn black line rats and swept away the last layer of obstacles to the White 'Lu' City.

The 3,000 men and horses of Zhi'an City lost 433 people without a fight, most of them were inexperienced newcomers, and they panicked and lost their 'lives'. Moreover, there are nearly 2,000 people among the remaining people who have not obeyed the command and have been simulated without authorization, and are currently in a freezing time that cannot be imitated.

That is to say, there are only more than 400 people among Mo Zhi'an's people who have completely preserved their strength, and although the rest of them are not in serious trouble, as the sharpest weapon of the mimicry ***, Simulacrum, has been 'disabled' by Liu Ye in the next two hours.

Therefore, Mo Zhi'an was in a very bad mood at this time.

Negative emotions such as anger and anxiety completely filled his mind, and his mind, which had been able to keep calm before coming, had now turned into an unstable fire 'medicine' reservoir, which exploded at the slightest touch.

"You brainless fools! To deal with the black line rat that is only a soldier level, you have to use the simulated state! What is the use of you? ”

With three screams, there were three mimicry *** who were very unlucky, but at this time they provoked Mo Zhi'an, and he pinched his head with a wave of his hand, and for a while, the red and white brains dyed Mo Zhi'an's white 'color' cloak into a more terrifying 'color'.

glanced at the *** around him angrily, and the *** were silent, for fear of losing their 'life' again. But fortunately, the death of the three mimic gods*** finally allowed Mo Zhian to vent the anger in his heart a little.

After Liu Ye's blocking, Mo Zhi's peace of mind was even stronger towards Bai 'Lu' City. In his opinion, this siege was within reach, and such a mistake occurred, which only aroused his desire to conquer.

Therefore, instead of patiently waiting for the remaining *** to mimic the recovery of the cooldown, he waved his troops and continued to trek towards White 'Dew' City.

"Keep going!" Mo Zhi'an's eyes were slightly bloodshot, and he shouted, his arm pointing directly at the white 'dew' city in front of him.

Just when the men and horses of Zhi'an City were about to drive to Bai 'Lu' City, the slaves in the city had already built some strange fortifications under Liu Ye's command and instructions.

The strange fortifications were naturally for the people of White Dew, who did not understand why they should be built like they would fall down at the slightest touch. You must know how long it will take to build this style on the tall and narrow walls of Bailu Castle.

Nearly 100 slaves had been killed just by building such stones, and those who didn't know where to find plastic bags filled with turbid liquid, and stacked bags on top of the city wall.

In short, the current white 'dew' city wall has been changed, and the white city wall is full of some ancient and strange things, and the original majestic and magnificent scene is also a lot inferior because of these things.

The walls on both sides of the city gate, including the city gate, were attached to it, and from a distance, it looked like the white skin had been cut with countless knife marks.

"Miss! Everything is already in place! Feng Ya walked slowly and said to Feng Ruiyan.

"Mo Zhi'an, where have they been?" Feng Ruiyan nodded slightly and asked Feng Ruiyan.

"It's less than a mile from here, and we're going to the city soon!" Feng Ya Road.

Feng Ruiyan turned to look at Liu Ye, who was standing far away from her, and didn't speak, but the meaning of your appearance in her eyes was already very clear.

Since Liu Ye was fed the Bliss Pill by Feng Ruiyan, Liu Ye can be said to have completely broken with Xiong Shan and Feng Ruiyan, except for necessary affairs, Liu Ye will never take the initiative to talk to the two of them.

Liu Ye sneered and turned to leave. Now the three of them are grasshoppers tethered to a line, and they will talk about what to do with the enemy on the other side.

If you want to effectively command everyone, you must observe the enemy group up close and grasp the latest movements of the enemy in order to make correct judgments based on the enemy situation.

Under the wall, Mo Zhi'an's group had all gathered below, their shining eyes like the greedy eyes of wolves staring at the city that had been coveted for a long time.

"Mo Zhi'an, the city lord of Zhi'an City, is here, please Fengbai 'dew' come out and see it!" The mimic god behind him stood still, Mo Zhi arranged a group to come out, and shouted from the front of ***.

The high-pitched voice echoed in the city for a while, and it lasted for a long time, causing a 'commotion' and 'chaos' among the slaves in the city.

Xiong Shan and Feng Ruiyan moved their faces together, and they all said secretly in their hearts: "This person's skills are profound again!" ”

After a while, no one in Bai 'Lu' City responded, Mo Zhi's peace of mind moved, and the corners of his mouth 'revealed' a smile that he had known to be like this.

"Mo Zhi'an, the city lord of Zhi'an City, is here, please Fengbai 'dew' come out and see it!" Mo Zhian shouted again.

There was still no answer, but the 'commotion' in the city became more obvious, and one or two panicked 'chaotic' cries for help could be faintly heard.

"Humph! Case! I had to go to visit Mo Zhi'an! Don't blame me for Mo Zhi'an's rudeness! Mo Zhi'an snorted coldly, and there was a special meaning in his tone.

"Whoosh!" The sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air sounded, and several steel spears were thrown from the city wall with heavy force under the cover of the night, screaming to the mimicry below.

"Whew!" "Smack!"

Except for one unlucky guy who accidentally scratched a little skin, these steel spears were all intercepted and held in his hands by the mimic god***. Then there was a reversal, and the mimicry who grabbed the steel spear threw it back according to the momentum.

The sneering sound was mixed with screams and the sound of the human body falling, and the person who threw the steel spear just now was 'shot' by the steel spear and fell off the wall.

"Didn't you just want to use these things to deal with us, are there really no people in Bailu City?" Mo Zhi'an's eyes were 'dewed' with joy, it seems that the white 'dew' city is really as Long Pan said before, and there are casualties between the two sides under the fight, so these ordinary people are sent to deal with them.

Mo Zhi'an laughed loudly, and the *** people who surrounded him were also laughing, and the laughter rolled up to the city like a 'wave' and a 'wave'. Xiong Shan's fists were clenched tightly, and he was speechless with grief and indignation. The war slaves behind him were also 'excited' anger in their eyes, and their muscles were swollen, when did Bai 'Lu' City fall to the point where Mo Zhi'an was so ridiculed.

They can't wait to go out and fight Mo Zhi'an for 300 rounds now, it's better than being insulted by the other party like this.

Feng Ruiyan 'shot' at Xiong Shan with an electric eye, and Xiong Shan and the others felt the cold air hitting their bodies and suddenly woke up. They were so angry that they forgot the plan they had made in advance, and their anger was immediately suppressed.

"Siege!"

Mo Zhi'an finished laughing, and the only trace of vigilance in his heart was also completely thrown by the steel spear just now. With a wave of his big hand, the mimic gods behind him rushed forward one after another, rushing forward like beasts.

It's not that Mo Zhi'an doesn't want to capture the city 'gate', but he has 'fought' with Bai 'Lu' City several times, and Mo Zhi'an has long found that the damn city 'gate' is even stronger than the city wall, and he has to lose a lot of his manpower every time.

Therefore, under the influence of habitual 'sexual' thinking, this time he did not play the role of attacking the 'gate', but retreated to the next best thing, preparing to climb over the city wall, believing that it was only a matter of time before he captured the city wall with his current strength.

If he had chosen several other walls, he would have had a very different result than he had later.

Liu Ye was gambling, gambling that Mo Zhian would definitely be eager for quick success, and chose to concentrate superior forces to attack the two city walls in front.

Fortunately, Liu Ye was right.

The steel spear was still sparsely dropped, but how could this kind of thing cause any big damage to the mimic god, at most, it was just a little bit of skin. These steel spears were not so much a block, but rather a helpless resistance to the demoralized city of Bai 'Lu'.

The mimic believers who rushed out first came to the city, took off the rope that was tied around their waists, and threw it with all their might, like a rope, and caught the hook on the city wall. Looking at their accuracy, it seems that they have done a lot of hard work in the 'door', otherwise it would not be so accurate.

The rope was tied to the hook, and the believers tightened it tightly, and when they found it secure, they kicked the wall with both 'legs' and climbed up the rock. One by one, the believers scurried upwards, like grasshoppers being chained, and slowly climbed to the top of the walls of the White 'Lu' City.

The hook that was used as a hanging class instead became a tool for the believers to climb the rock, and Zhi'an City really studied this siege and actually came up with such a way to climb over the walls of Bai 'Lu' City.

Seeing that the mimicry *** is already approaching the top of the wall, and there is a group of mimicry gods *** standing under the wall, waiting for the result of this 'wave' siege. It seems that although Mo Zhian is already angry, he is still cautious in his heart, and knows that he will send a vanguard team to investigate the general situation first.

With Liu Ye's gesture to the people next to him, the stone that was piled high was immediately pushed down, turning into a stone rain and smashing into the mimicry *** that was climbing below. As the stones next to Liu Ye were pushed down, as if they had received a signal, countless stones fell on the city wall and rolled down one after another.

The heavy stones are different from the sparse steel spear projection just now, and the dense falling stones like falling rain hit all the climbing mimic gods***, and at the same time, the mimic gods waiting under the city *** also missed a lot of stones.

The huge stone with the potential energy that fell from more than ten meters was smashed and killed a lot, and the four or five hundred people who had just climbed to the city wall immediately fell, and at least one or two hundred people were smashed and lost their ability to fight.

There was a cry and wailing under the city, and most of the people who were sent to explore the path were in the *** of the simulated cooling time, and they couldn't be simulated at all, and it was naturally difficult to resist in the face of this unavoidable stone. For a while, they were also like ordinary people, rolling all over the ground.

Mo Zhi'an was furious when he saw it, but at the same time, he was more sure of the guess in his heart. It seems that there is really no one to fight in Bai 'Lu' City, and he actually relies on this method to defend the city, which has never been the style of Feng Bai 'Lu' and that Feng Ruiyan.

There was no doubt in his heart, and he clenched his fists and raised them high above his head, then slid down sharply and shouted, "All out!" Besiege! ”

When the mimic god *** who stayed behind heard Mo Zhi'an's order, he no longer kept it and rushed away like a swarm of locusts towards Bai 'Lu' City.

The same siege method was used by thousands of people at the same time. In the middle of nowhere, even under the cover of the night, you can vaguely see countless ropes like the hands of the souls stretched out from the Yellow Spring Pool, set on the hook of the white 'dew' city.

Another 'wave' of stone rain fell, but this time the mimicry *** had already taken precautions, only a few people were smashed down, and most of them were still like grasshoppers, landing towards Bai 'Lu' City.

The stone rain fell more and more slowly, and the number of coverage was not as great as the first time, and when the anthropomorphic believers had already climbed two-thirds of the way to the wall, the stone rain finally stopped.

Mo Zhian looked at the situation in front of him, the joy in his eyes became stronger, and the corners of his mouth also showed a victorious smile. At this time, except for a few anthropomorphic believers around him, almost all the believers climbed the walls of the White Dew City.

Under the bleak moonlight, the Simulacrum believers on the tall city walls were like dense black 'color' mud spots on the yellow-gray snow......

The anthropomorphic believers climbed upwards one by one, and the few people who climbed up in front of them could already see the vivid faces of the people standing on the city wall, and the pale faces and the arcs of the corners of their mouths were unusually clear under the eyes of the believers, which were almost comparable to those of animals.

Wait a minute! The believers who climbed in front felt that something was wrong, and those people standing at the top of the wall should be panicking now, why didn't they have panicked expressions on their faces? And what about the smiles on the corners of their mouths? Are those people crazy or what's wrong? How do you look at yourself as if you are the prey who has walked into the trap, and they are the hunters?

For a moment, the faces of the mythical believers showed stunned expressions, and the movements of their hands were also stagnant. With the pause of the movement of the person in front, it also indirectly leads to the slowness of the person behind.

At this moment, a man on the wall with a strong body, strong muscles and flesh, and a resolute cold light in his eyes picked up the spear in his hand and poked at an object under his feet with a strong wind.

There seemed to be the sound of something breaking, and a puddle of liquid poured down from beneath the city, wetting the walls and the mimic cultists as they climbed up.

This book was first published in Chinese on the world: com, welcome everyone to support the genuine.

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