Wuxiao Hou and Shui'er quickly sent reinforcements to several other cities, and I Hao Wei Junyao stood on the city tower, looking at the enemy troops slowly pouring out of the camp in the distance, and said in a low voice: "The show is about to begin." ”

With the sound of a long, low and penetrating trumpet, the enemy troops forming a siege array moved from the enemy's camp from far to near, in the direction of the tower.

"The army of 1.7 million, there are 500,000 under Longjin Town alone, and the remaining 1.2 million are led by those strong men, scattered to attack the other Wushan Eleven Cities, and the enemy army under each city is about 100,000, so as long as we can hold Longjin Town, this war will basically be won half."

Wei Junyao stared at the enemy attack, beckoned, and Boss Shi immediately rushed over from the side.

"How's the dragon and phoenix arranged?" Wei Junyao asked.

"Princess, everything is ready." Boss Shi said.

Wei Junyao nodded. "Don't be in a hurry first, let the first three echelons attack the city, start from the third batch, cut them off, and then completely annihilate them!"

"Yes!"

After Boss Shi left, I asked Wei Junyao. "Can the crane fairy keep that corpse?"

"As long as the outer city is not broken, the inner city is relatively safe." Wei Junyao said slowly. "And didn't you find it, Mo Ji, it hasn't appeared until now, and judging from the posture that the Demon Lord wanted to fight hard just now, the woman who was found in the Nine Shadows Palace is very likely to be Mo Ji."

"But if she's Moji, then who is that woman we've seen before?" I said with a frown. "And judging from the situation we found before, Mo Ji is obviously in the hands of the King of Youdu, and it is impossible for the Demon Lord not to know about this, and the defense of the Nine Shadows Palace is not impenetrable, but since he cares so much about that woman, why didn't he rescue it himself?"

"Maybe we ruined the Demon Lord's plans." Wei Junyao said. "But no matter what, this woman is very useful to us for the time being, I think she can not only restrain the Demon Lord, but even the King of Youdu, there must be a pivotal role."

While the two were talking, the first batch of siege echelons had already come under the city walls and launched the first round of attacks on Longjin Town.

This group of soldiers who came were all soldiers of the ancient road.

They should all belong to the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate and the old department of Wushan.

When they attacked the city, they did not show the so-called momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking the ship, killing themselves and becoming benevolent, and they were bound to succeed.

On the contrary, they are timid and indecisive.

And the only reason for this consequence was that when they set up the ladder on the city tower and were about to climb the ladder to climb the city, they saw Wei Junyao.

Wei Junyao's prestige whether it is in Wushan or the entire Yellow River Ancient Road is beyond doubt.

The phrase "I'd rather be a ghost in Wushan, not a ghost dog" is not groundless.

When these former Wushan old troops, as well as the old soldiers of the ancient road, saw Princess Wushan standing on top of the city tower with their own eyes, and their eyes swept over them lightly, some of them had even put down their swords and surrendered.

We had already guessed this before.

Moreover, we have hung the banner of Wushan high on the towers of the other eleven peripheral cities.

Moreover, the ruins of the thirteen cities in the East have been named after Wu Mountain, not my Bai Xiaoyi.

"Open the gates of the city, collect all the weapons of those who surrendered, and take them to the prisoner camp in the city to settle down, and then after the battle is over, they will be collected separately." Wei Junyao gave the general order.

Wei Junyao's calculation was very accurate, and after the war that started suddenly almost completely absorbed the three engineering echelons, the Demon Lord chose to give up the use of the old department of the ancient road, and instead chose the demon clan brought from Nanming.

The Nanming Demon Clan is cruel by nature, bloodthirsty and warlike, and its combat effectiveness in individual combat is far above these soldiers under our command.

As soon as the re-sent first-echelon demon clan appeared, the murderous aura in the sky suddenly rushed to the face, as if the opposite side was not an enemy, but a flood beast, wanting to swallow the entire Longjin Town in one gulp.

I could clearly feel the panic and palpitations on the faces of the warriors standing on the city walls the moment they saw the demons.

Nanming, the forbidden land, for them, the demons that exist there are devil-like existences.

And when the legendary devil really appears in front of him, anyone can't help but express the most primitive fear and palpitations in their hearts.

"What about the Phoenix Lord?" I asked Wei Junyao.

"Stand by below." Wei Junyao said.

"Morale comes first in the war, and we can't let the morale on our side fall before the war starts." I said.

"You mean, let Feng Zu's people go first, stop the footsteps of the demon army, and set an example for these people?" Wei Junyao asked.

"Hmm." I nodded. "Do you still remember the mood of seeing those demons for the first time in the gladiatorial arena when we first entered Nanming, these people will only be more panicked now than we were at that time, the two armies have not yet handed over, and it is easy to show defeat, how will the next battle be fought?"

Wei Junyao glanced at me in surprise, nodded and said, "Then let the Feng Clan hold the first wave of attacks, and then hand over the rest to them." ”

The general order was issued, and thousands of Feng clans wearing red feather coats and holding red swords stepped on the city wall one after another, standing in the first row, firmly protecting all the soldiers behind them.

These Feng warriors are all women.

And judging from the appearance and body type, each of them is a cold and glamorous woman with peerless elegance.

They appeared in front of these soldiers with indomitable strength, and helped them resist the first round, which was the most violent round of demon attacks, with their bodies in the flesh, and many soldiers showed shame on their faces.

"Feng Zu." Lord Feng also came to our side at this time, looking at the approaching demon army, she frowned and said: "Since the Demon Lord lost to the King of Youdu, his troops have collapsed all over Nanming, and only a few elites and generals have been following him to the ancient road, has he conjured so many people from anywhere?" ”

"The alliance of Gudao Wushan and the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate is one million, and the remaining 700,000 demon troops should be brought by him from Nanming." I said lightly.

"What about the ghosts?" Lord Feng asked.

"Oni?" I frowned. "Why hasn't that old fox come yet? If you don't say it, I'll forget about him. ”

"Maybe the plan didn't go well." Wei Junyao said. "One hundred thousand ghost clans are an extremely terrifying backbone even if they are placed in the Demon Lord, not to mention that there is also a Mo Ji who doesn't know if it's true or not, and the Ghost King wants to take all these ghost clans under his command, I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the demon siege army got closer and closer, a burst of extremely shocking bull's butt suddenly rang out from the depths of the enemy camp.

The sound is not loud, but it is extremely low, and every stroke seems to hit the heart, and people can't help but beat to the rhythm of the drum.

"What kind of drum is this?" I frowned, turned my head to look at the soldiers around me, except for the Fengzu warriors, the expressions on everyone's faces were constantly changing with the beating of the war drums, and some people could no longer even bear the breathtaking drum beating, and began to cover their chests with their hands, looking in unbearable pain.

"It's the magic drum." Lord Feng said. "This is a very common kind of snare drum on the battlefield of Nanming, once the drum sounds, with the continuous change of the rhythm of the drum, it can boost the morale of the enemy, but also disturb the enemy's mind."

"Is there a way to crack it?" I watched as more and more soldiers began to have painful expressions on their faces, and even those Feng Clan soldiers who had been facing water before began to frown slightly, and suddenly felt anxious.

"In fact, it is very easy to solve, usually the confrontation between the two armies is preceded by the sound of drums, even if the drum sound of one side cannot suppress the other party, but it can also keep the soldiers on their side from the interference of local drum sounds, but we have ignored this point." Lord Feng said in a low voice.

"So that means we don't have a magic drum?" I asked.

"Yes." Lord Feng said.

"But we have Jean."

A crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded behind the three of them, and when Qi Qi turned his head, he saw Aunt Seven holding a dark green guqin in her hand, sitting cross-legged, placing the guqin on her knees, and said with a smile: "It's time for us to do something." ”()

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