"Yes, yes, General, please give the order to go on the march!"

A group of subordinates talked nonsense, and their voices were a little chaotic, but their hearts were extremely united.

Feng Yingcai didn't cry, because no amount of tears could solve the slightest problem now.

He stopped moving back and forth, staring down at the tiger's head mark on his boots, which had once been his glory, now his faith. "Brothers in the city, as ambitious as you and me, since they will not retreat, we will also do according to the rules, at the third watch, I and I will attack the north gate on time, now you go back at once to pack your bags, check the ordnance, and then quickly leave the barracks, and assemble at the designated place. ”

"No!" this time, the voice was extremely neat.

The rain seemed to have stopped, and the darkness of the night was frozen cold. Pershing tonight seemed to be much more noisy than usual, at least near the stronghold where the prison was ready to leave, and by this time, there were still scattered figures running back and forth.

"I don't know where the Ministry of Internal Affairs suddenly caught fire, it's strange, is God still helping us. "The scourge around the prison is not good at bravely rushing and killing, but is more suitable for serving as a command and dispatch personnel, and is a military advisor, and the prison worship himself has long been wearing heavy chain mail, carrying the machete that can scare ordinary people to death just out of the sheath, and is forming a team in front of the disciples of the Golden Dao Gate.

Although Silver Dust has developed an almost invincible runaway machine, the elders of the Golden Dao Sect usually refuse to use it, leaving these valuable resources to the future of the sect, so that the young people have more opportunities for experience and trial and error, so there is not a single famous master in this Golden Dao Gate operation, all of them are young disciples, and some of them are even registered disciples who worship in prison.

Worship prison looked at them, as if looking at the backbone of the whole world of righteousness, the righteous path of Xuantian Pavilion has now been seriously biased towards the field of divine power teaching and scientific research, all of them can't help but be a little bookish, only the disciples of the Golden Dao Gate, still upright, down-to-earth as righteous heroes, they each have a long knife of light, battle spirit, battle flow, ice qi, body method, spiritual will are all infused into it, the knife is broken, the bone and battle spirit on the arm are extracted, the knife of life is synthesized, and the bloody battle is the moment when the teleporter is powerful.

They looked like miniature mechs forged from flesh and steel, and each body was filled with the breath of rigidity, not ice or wind.

"Whether or not there is anyone to help us, or whatever God thinks, we just need to follow the plan, attack the Xuande Gate, storm Ouchi, assassinate Nano Future or fight their forbidden army until the teleportation is opened. The sound of the prison worship was low and steady, like the rumbling echo of an ancient stone drum.

He turned his head to look at the people in the Golden Sword Gate, as well as the people in the Heavenly Demon Palace behind them, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, is the teleportation device ready?"

"Alright!" the voice was as neat as a man.

"Alright, let's go. Without a trace of encouragement, there was a pre-war declaration, the people of the Golden Daomen and the prison did not seem to need to be verbose at all, they seemed to have been born to fight, to fight for the justice and dignity of the world, after saying this, the prison turned his head and led the Golden Daomen brigade to go.

"Let me say, this time, we are fighting for the dignity of the people of the South, fighting for our own dignity, since we will not die, then there is no need to worry a lot, let go, try our best to fight, the so-called fight with one punch, lest a hundred punches come, as long as we can really beat the dog thief of Nano, it will be considered a victory! Everyone, we will fight for the last dignity of the people of the South, follow me, keep up with the front!" I still have to say a few more words, after all, the Heavenly Slayer Demon Palace is not the Golden Sword Gate, and the disciples of the sect are a little loose in character, and they still need a little prophecy to improve cohesion.

The black chainmail golden knife gate and the black night suit of the Heavenly Slayer Demon Palace went out, and they started the first battle of the night on the street in front of the door.

It's no joke that the inside of the palace walls is on fire, and the streets have long been filled with patrolling Imperial Guards, as well as some strangely named organizations that are exclusive to the Jianzhou Nu'er. As soon as the people from the Golden Dao Gate came out, they were immediately targeted by these people, and the people from the Golden Dao Gate didn't seem to intend to hide anything, so they drew their knives behind their backs and launched the ice qi realm to rush forward and slash, and the two sides fought together on the street.

The first to draw the knife in the prison, and at the same moment, the Golden Knife Gate launched the Nine Palaces Cutting Array, and the violent military momentum made the sky that had stopped raining once again rain a sad rain.

The cold air condensed, and the speed at which the raindrops fell seemed to slow down, and each crystal raindrop reflected the cold reflection of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, and the sword rays condensed by the ice water appeared and disappeared with the thin blood spray.

The rival Imperial Forest Army quickly dispersed, but the screams and fighting had already been heard far away, and the Indra soldiers who were good at arranging poisonous fog arrays gathered from all directions to form a human wall, and the cold air mixed with venom rose from the ground at their feet, forming a unique "poisonous cloud curse" on the rivers and lakes. Although this kind of poisonous curse is not as powerful as the bone poison cloud, it can also be regarded as a high-level "soul scattering poison cloud", once someone rushes in, they will immediately be poisoned to the ground, lose their physical strength and soul energy, and end up being disarmed and captured.

However, the people of the Golden Dao Gate don't eat this set at all, witchcraft or something, Gui'er Duoshan has long made it clear that it is another use of divine power, just as magic costume martial arts is another kind of magic, speaking of mysterious and mysterious, in fact, the principle is the same as that of the Sky Tyrant. These two brainwashing priests of Indra didn't know that the main leaders of the Golden Dao Gate, such as Worship, had really seen the so-called magic that was completely parallel to the Shengong system, and naturally disdained this little trick.

Since witchcraft is also a divine skill, it is said that the divine skill is "an indirect blow" at close range. "Then it must be affected by the Divine Weapon Treasure Spirit Object and War Spirit. Seeing a gray-blue cloud rolling in front of him, the people of the Golden Dao Gate inserted the long knife into the scabbard on his back in a neat manner, and pulled out a small spiritual weapon from the package around his waist, the spiritual weapon flashed with a simple dark purple light, and under the impetus of the ice gas, suddenly erupted a cloud of purple smoke, these smoke were blown by the water vapor in the battle current, and immediately formed a cyclone similar to a purple blizzard, rumbling into your clouds, the purple snow flakes and the gray-blue clouds and mist came into contact, and immediately reacted violently to release golden layers of diffusing firelight, almost without a single breath, the layer of soul-scattering poisonous clouds was consumed to nothing。

As the saying goes, the wind is afraid of rain, and the clouds are afraid of the wind. And Indra's people were blown by this purple wind and snow, although they were not poisoned, but they were also blinded and lost their direction, and many people first panicked when they saw that the familiar official roads and houses around them were replaced by layers of wind and snow, and then they listened to the dense footsteps rushing towards them, and in the confusion, they did not care about the so-called apologetic holy affairs, and instinctively ran away from the footsteps, so that the entire defense line was immediately full of holes.

The moment the prison was redrawn, the wind tore apart, the cold rain came again, and the sword light filled with the cold aura of the entire military strength flashed and extinguished in the silence, and the "most sacred and solemn" sect in the world was cut to pieces. This is also something that can't be helped, Indra's teachings focus on brainwashing and servitude, but they don't know how to arrange the military situation, even if they have some "ancient inheritance" formations, but the soldiers under their hands will only numb and mechanically obey orders, and there is no subjective willingness to cooperate at all, and the degree of cooperation of the military situation is also very limited, so the power of the entire military situation is also very limited.

They are not good at frontal combat, in fact, they are just a gang of gangsters who can get some information and assassinate someone, and it is a huge insult to religion itself to say that they are apologetics, so these people were immediately defeated under a charge from the Golden Dao Gate, leaving behind thirty corpses and scattering.

It was at this time that the people of the Heavenly Killing Demon Palace went out, they Heavenly Killing Demon Palace, and the Golden Daomen were different, the demon cultivators with various weapons scattered one by one, either hiding in the corners of the wall, or on the roof, in short, where can they hide people and drill where, although the frontal combat ability of these people can withstand the three people under Sang Tianliang, and even have the ability to fight against the sky with a single limited force against the army of less than five people, but they are really not a frontal assault force compared to the Golden Daomen, so they spread out into a net, watching and supporting each other, and the whirlpool rotated little by little to expand the occupation area, until the boundary of the control force, but in this way, also encompassing the entire commercial area, almost one-eighth of Pershing City in his hands.

The Heavenly Killing Demon Palace, which is also both righteous and evil, most of the members are ruthless and fierce, and there are more magical skills and various evil war spirits that can make themselves fall into madness, which makes the combat power skyrocket, and the master of the Heavenly Killing Demon Palace is not as conservative as Yang Wuving, and he knows that people who have a certain quota under him "will never die in battle" After that, he frantically ordered the new disciples in the Demon Palace to receive quotas, and lurked in Pershing half a month in advance, treating the dignified enemy King Capital as the experience baby of the entire Demon Palace, and conniving at his subordinates to frantically brush up on their achievements, which also fully demonstrated the terrifying strength of the Heavenly Killing Demon Palace under the command of the Civilization Temple.

At the same time, Feng Yingcai, who had already reported his determination to die, got a report from his subordinates before he was ready to charge.

"General, the north gate is open. The herald's report made him shudder.

"Open?" Feng Yingcai's face immediately darkened: "You see the ...... on the top of the city wall"

"General, the enemy soldiers on the city wall seem to be in full array, the torches are bright, and the bows and crossbows are wound. The herald's face was also very depressed, and he was not stupid, knowing that at this moment, they might have been betrayed by someone.

"Sang Tianliang, you really lost your conscience!" Feng Yingcai shouted in pain, and his voice was heard at least a hundred feet away. He bent over in pain, feeling a sticky feeling of nausea in his throat, but he couldn't spit out anything. He knew that he was charging to the death this time, and it was likely that he would not even catch a few of the enemy's hairs, and the whole army would be wiped out.

"Even if the old man is loyal to the country, can't he fulfill his wish!" He wanted to cry, wanted to really cry, but at this moment, he had no tears to shed.

He came out of the grass and looked at Pershing City, which was illuminated by torches like a golden palace in the dark night, and his heart could not be calm for a long time, his hand clutching a wooden-handled iron spear like a life-saving straw, and his chest covered with chain mail rose and fell violently.

"That's it. Feng Yingcai was silent for a long time before finally spitting out a mouthful of turbid ice mist. "The old man is loyal to the country, to what extent, he can only look at God's face!" he made up his mind, and the hand that had been spasmodically grasping the iron spear was suddenly full of strength.

"Come on, all shields, guns and arrows, get on your horse, blow the trumpet!" he yelled as he was customary, but the herald's voice sounded weakly behind him.

"General, all our horses have been given to Sang Tianliang. ”

Feng Yingcai was silent, and he only remembered at this time that their army, which was less than 5,000 people, could actually only carry out a battle that was impossible to succeed.

They had long since given up their grain and grass baggage, and exchanged their war horses for the dangerous but also concealed climbing equipment of hooks from other troops, and they did not use ladders, because the small troops of five thousand people could not provide sufficient cover for the ladders with projectile fire, they did not have trebuchets and large ballistas, and it was even more impossible for them to pull such heavy equipment from giant beasts, and they had rushing carts, but for a city gate of one hundred and ninety tons, it was the same as nothing. From the beginning of their preparations to the present, the root quilt has not considered the situation of the city gate being wide open.

Feng Yingcai is now facing such a dilemma, he can either command the troops to assemble, run across the drawbridge, and rush through the north gate, or let the troops disperse, each of them use a hook to climb the city wall, and fight to the death in a casual manner. He stood in the darkness where the guns of the Jianzhou Forbidden Army could not be illuminated from afar, carefully examining the northern city wall that was almost lit from above to below, and his eyes were cloudy and uncertain after reading the vicissitudes of life.

He is a general who has been training for ten years, but he is not a fierce general who is really good at fighting, the real fierce generals in the south such as Chen Youshi and others, have long followed the true king to fight a big victory, who is really a fool who is willing to stay under the Linghuang Yue Emperor as an idle general. Therefore, although Feng Yingcai is famous, he is actually ruined, when he sees those torches on the city, his mind is full of negative thoughts such as "he has been sold", and he never really thinks for a moment "can he seize the opportunity to rush in and fight with the Tartars".

His eyes wandered for a while, and then he was completely firm, and his firmness became pedantry that did not know how to be flexible at this time: "According to the original plan, everyone scattered and detoured, and the idea was close to the city wall, and the hook was thrown!"

"Yes!" the herald's voice was full of courage to face death.