After the fifth wave of mutual fire, the front row of the Mongol infantry had reached the foot of the wall, and the ladders hidden in the formation rose one after another on the wall, and then many Mongolian soldiers climbed up the ladders.

"Where are the slingers?" Deng Yitong shouted when he saw this, and more than two hundred strong men with muscles all over their bodies stepped forward one after another, lifting up boulders and smashing them down, and for a while the clicking sound was endless, and countless ladders and the Meng soldiers above were smashed by the boulders, and they fell down miserably.

Seeing that the counterattack at the head of the city was fierce, the Mongol army walked out of a group of foot soldiers, all with eagle feathers on their heads, carrying longbows with strange vines on their backs, although the number was small, but when they pressed forward in formation, everyone in the city actually felt a sharp breath in their faces, as if countless arrows were shooting.

"It's the sharpshooter battalion under Kublai Khan!" Ma Shoucai's face was pale, Kuizhou bordered the Mongolian province of Shanxi, so he immediately recognized the origin of this group of archers, "Be careful! These archers are super strong in archery, and they can accurately shoot the enemy across a distance of thousands of feet!"

"Qianzhang?" Song Kai and Xu Xuanrong's faces changed slightly, even if they wanted to attack an enemy a thousand zhang away, they had to condense fifty or sixty percent of their strength, and this group of archers with an average skill of only four realms could actually kill people accurately from a thousand zhang away?

Without waiting for the two to ask, the five hundred archers had already come to a position about eight hundred zhang away from the city wall, and then they all took off their longbows from their backs and fired a volley at the city wall, the longbow wrapped in strange rattan was obviously of excellent texture, and the sound of the bowstring trembling actually caused ripples in the surrounding air, and the five hundred people shooting together made the air around the entire phalanx twist wildly, making it difficult to see through the direction they were aiming at.

And at the moment when those marksmen began to attack, Xu Xuanrong, who had been promoted to the Six Realms, had a rare sense of crisis, and hurriedly raised his hand to flick the Chaos Bell, and with a bang, a huge Hongmeng force that suppressed the heavens suddenly gushed out, turning into an invisible aura and enveloping most of the city wall.

The next moment, a series of crackling sounds that were so dense that people's hearts almost stopped beating rushed to explode in the air, and it was five hundred arrows blessed by secret power that slammed into the force field released by the Chaos Bell.

However, Xu Xuanrong only sheltered most of the city wall, and a small part of the city head was not shrouded by the Chaos Bell, and when the dense crisp sound came and went, hundreds of Song soldiers were pierced through the throat by an arrow, and their eyes fell to the ground in despair.

Some of these soldiers had no defense, but most of them were actually hiding under the leather shields, but the power of those arrows was so terrifying that they penetrated the leather shields and shot the soldiers in the rear.

Without waiting for the group of sharpshooters to shoot again, more than a dozen huge catapults were launched in the Mongol army, and at the same time, thousands of Mongol soldiers at the foot of the wall roared in unison, rushing towards the city with a more courageous attitude.

Xu Xuan's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the huge iron balls contained in the basket behind the catapult covered with countless sharp spikes, he immediately took a breath of cool air, and secretly planned to block those iron balls.

But before those catapults could attack, a burly figure suddenly stepped out of the Mongol army, wearing heavy armor, without a helmet on his head, with a pair of tiger eyes pressed under his thick eyebrows, his face was full of beard, and his whole body was full of a terrifying and fierce temperament.

The first fierce general under Kublai Khan, the Shanxi general who is in charge of the military power of Shanxi Province, and the top warrior of the Six Realms and Nine Realms!

Wang Liangchen, known as the [Wild King]!

Perhaps for the civil and military officials and even the people of Chongqing Prefecture, the name Wang Liangchen is not familiar, even if it is Xu Jingmiao, he only knows the existence of this person.

However, for Shaanxi Road, which was still under the rule of Jin Guo, the name Wang Liangchen could not only stop children crying at night, but also make Shaanxi Road go up to the flames of the face and down to the ordinary soldiers.

[Wild King] Wang Liangchen can be called unparalleled in the field!

But in any battle outside the city, whether it is a swamp, a mountain, a plain, a snow, a river or a cavalry, or a cavalry or an infantry army, Wang Liangchen can be said to have won a hundred battles, and rarely losed!

Looking at the snow-white shadow among the countless armorers at the head of the city, Wang Liangchen sneered, held the knife and did not move, and passed several orders in his mouth one after another, and then saw more than a dozen catapults slowly stop at a position about two thousand zhang away from the city wall, and a famous man took out the spiked iron balls in the basket one by one and loaded them into the launcher.

At the same time, the offensive of the Mengbing soldiers at the foot of the wall also suddenly became fierce, and more than ten generals of the Five Realms rushed out of the crowd regardless of their bodies, stepping on the ladder and climbing up quickly, one by one The meaning of martial arts surrounded the body, obviously not from the military, but from the martial arts.

"Brother Kai!" Seeing this, Xu Xuanrong hurriedly shouted, Song Kai stepped forward, raised his hand and shook it, and the death qi that filled the battlefield instantly gathered in his palm, turning into an infinite pale death qi overflowing.

Before the pale and dead qi was thick to the limit, countless black lines with the aura of decay, death, plague, and so on were born in it, and swept wildly around the entire pale and dead qi, and finally evolved into a majestic black storm pouring down the city wall.

Song Kai used the "Styx Codex" as the core to promote the [Black Natural Disaster] of the fifth-class exercise "Smallpox Secret Codex", its power was simply terrifying, and the rolling black light was like a flood of water, but all the Mongolian soldiers who were submerged, whether it was the five realms or the four realms, all of them melted in the black tide, leaving only a pair of dry bones in the armor.

In a moment's time, thousands of Mongolian soldiers who rushed up to the city wall were all killed, and they fell down with the black torrent.

"Bastard!" shouted angrily, and Liu Mengzhu's figure rushed out of the Mongolian army formation, looking at it with beautiful eyes.

Although the battlefield was extremely noisy and the two were far apart, Song Kai seemed to really hear Liu Mengzhu's angry shouting, and maybe he sensed this person's anger, so he actually looked up and looked here.

The moment the two looked at each other, the corners of Song Kai's lips hooked up a shallow sneer, and with a wave of his right fist, his spiritual sense turned into layers of ripples and washed down, turning all the Mongolian soldiers who had died under the [Black Natural Disaster] into skeleton warriors.

Under the infiltration of the Netherworld Qi, the strength of these dry bones is comparable to gold and iron, coupled with the armor and weapons on the surface of their bodies before their deaths, although the strength of these skeleton warriors is not as good as that of the Five Realms, but after they form a team, the lethality that erupts is comparable to that of the four realms.

In an instant, thousands of Wraith Bone Warriors stood up from the foot of the wall and rushed towards their former colleagues.

The strength of these Soul Warriors is amazing, and their attacks are extremely polluting, but all the Mongolian soldiers who were injured by them and died, the flesh and blood of their corpses melted after death, and the strength of their bones was blessed under the effect of Soul Qi, and then turned into Ghost Warriors to participate in the war.

In just a few moments, the number of Wraith Bone Warriors had grown from the original thousands to nearly two thousand, and in the sound of bones moving in the sky, countless Wraith Bone Warriors rushed towards the sharpshooters and catapults behind them.

Seeing this, Wang Liangchen frowned, raised his arm and waved heavily, and immediately rushed out of the formation of eight hundred foot soldiers with heavy shields on their backs, holding heavy shields as high as giant towers, and slowly marched forward in formation, connecting the shield walls for hundreds of zhang, blocking all the rushing Soul Bone Warriors.

Raising his chin, Wang Liangchen sneered, he had followed Kublai Khan to fight in the south and north for so many years, he had never seen any scenes, don't look at Mongolia's current power in China is only six northern provinces, but north of the Mongolian provinces, in fact, Meng Ge, Kublai Khan and others have already laid down a large territory over the years.

During the war, he also fought against the elite armies of many countries, including magicians who can control the power of ice and snow similar to the Huaxia Spirit Master, ice and snow warriors who practice explosive power far beyond the fighting spirit of the Huaxia warriors, and necromancers who drive the dead.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Liangchen has seen more strange armies than anyone in the Song, Jin, and Barbarian Kingdoms.

For example, the bluice warriors summoned by Song Kai are no strangers in Wang Liangchen's eyes, although there are some differences in appearance, but they are obviously the skeleton army summoned by the so-called necromancers in the West.

He knew very well that these so-called skeleton warriors seemed to be fierce, but in fact, their individual strength was not high, and their bodies were fragile, and they could only win by relying on crowd tactics, so the first thing to do at this moment was to prevent them from breaking up their own formation.

And if you want to stop them, forming a shield wall is of course the best choice.

Of course, Wang Liangchen's move is not a mistake, and it is also the experience he summed up after many confrontations with the undead legions in the West.

But......

Song Kai's Soul Bone Warrior has never been a crowd tactic!

Every Mongolian soldier who was transformed into a ghost bone warrior after death, they all retained the strength of their lifetime, when this group of Mongolian troops was at least the four realms, almost every one of these mighty nearly two thousand ghost bone warriors had the combat power of the four realms, and the attack power formed after the formation of the team was far more than the so-called necromancy in the West that purely connected the skeletons by secret methods.

Almost instantly, the seemingly indestructible shield wall was torn apart, and under the leadership of more than a dozen Underworld Warriors transformed from the Five Realms Generals, the dense Underworld Bone Warriors squeezed into the gap like a tide, blatantly drowning all the Mongolian soldiers who formed the shield wall.

"How is it possible?!" Seeing this scene, Wang Liangchen's face changed, he had fought against the undead legions in the West many times, and even the strongest necromancer among them could not summon such a terrifying skeleton soldier.

After absorbing this group of shield soldiers, the number of Wraith Warriors instantly surpassed two thousand, and they rushed towards the sharpshooters in the rear with an even more terrifying momentum.

Even if they were seasoned soldiers, they would be shocked by the attack of such dead souls, not to mention that the marksmen were good at long-range archery rather than hand-to-hand combat, and even if they shot desperately, they only shattered hundreds of Wraith's warriors, and there were still more skeletons pouring away.

"Wakesheng!"

With a soft shout, a large piece of blue light fell from the sky, turning into countless Senluo tree shadows standing in front of the marksmen, and the green light full of auspiciousness and life breath slowly spread, and all the approaching Immortal Bone Warriors instantly overflowed with gray smoke in the cracks of their armor at the moment they came into contact with these green lights, and then disintegrated and fell to the ground with a bang.

Bathed in the richest green light, Liu Mengzhu strode through countless tree shadows, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the green light swirled in the sky, turning into a dragon shadow condensed by countless green flames, and rushed forward with his teeth and claws along with his wave of sleeves.

As the dragon shadow passed, all the Wraith-bone warriors were torn apart, and the Netherworld Qi that supported the skeletons in their armor was incinerated by the blazing green flames.

Raising his head, Liu Mengzhu looked straight at Song Kai at the head of the city with a piercing look in his eyes.

With me here, you don't want to harm the world with ghost and evil magic!