Yu Canglan opened his eyes: "This fire won't last long. ”

"Huh?" Zhong Xiong was stunned.

"It's going to rain."

As soon as the words fell, only a muffled rumble was heard in the air. The whole world seemed to be shaking, but it was definitely different from the sound of the tung oil skin that had just been shot.

This voice seemed to be directly split from the Nine Heavens, and the people who were shocked couldn't help but panic.

"This ...... This. Zhong Xiong was dumbfounded, he heard it right, that was thunder just now?

"Whoa." God proved that he was very right.

The rain fell from the sky after the thunder, and the water that swept the sky and the earth was torn into countless straight lines. All of a sudden, the person was damp inside and out.

The first thunderstorm of spring arrived without warning.

"Point general, send troops!"

In the heavy rain, Yu Canglan's purple embroidered golden lotus robe was tightly attached to his body, but he did not immediately shout back to the house to tidy up his appearance as before, but stood straight.

On the tower of the city gate, in the pouring rain, the long body was like a javelin, and it suddenly became the backbone of everyone.

The rain was not small, and a menacing fire was extinguished in a moment, leaving only a scorched black and steaming smoke. People who choke can barely open their eyes.

Yu Canglan held the battlement with a solemn face, silently watching the mourning all over the field below.

After a fire, the Zhou army, which had been waiting for it, was already in a state of collapse. In the wilderness, a body fell down.

There were countless dead and wounded, and under the heavy rain, the rain that seeped into the soil was clearly a dark red.

Yu Canglan frowned, and finally sighed.

After all, the time that this fire lasted was still too short, and it would last a little longer, even if it was a long stick of incense. The 200,000 Zhou troops besieging the city can basically be completely solved.

The fire burned fast and spread fast, but it was only half of the army before the rain was extinguished.

The dead and wounded Zhou army was at most one-third of the army. What's more, there are only 80,000 Zhou troops attacking the city today, and more than half of them are still in the camp and have not come out.

After the brutal fire attack just now, even if he didn't have to look at it, he knew that the eyes of the surviving Zhou Jun must be covered with bloodthirsty scarlet.

If the original siege warfare was nothing more than an order that had to be obeyed because of being a soldier, it has now evolved into a real hatred.

The real battle has just begun, and the next battle is the most brutal!

"Hey." Zhong Xiong hammered his fist on the battlement: "God really doesn't have long eyes. ”

Yu Canglan raised his head slightly, and the identification flashed in his peach blossom eyes: "God is already very long-eyed." ”

Yes, God is indeed very long-sighted.

If it weren't for the sudden change in the direction of the wind, the fire attack just now would not have been possible at all.

Then, what awaits the spirit blade today will be the annihilation of the entire army without any suspense, and there will be no chance of survival at all.

"Shizi, there is movement in the camp."

Zhong Xiong's voice suddenly rose up, obviously with undisguised excitement.

Yu Canglan stared at it, and a mist suddenly shook up behind Zhou Jun.

A black shadow split in two, like two sharp knives inserted into the remnants of the Zhou army under the city gate.

The place where it passed was unstoppable, and the heavy rain once again lifted a red mist in the sky.

Blood and rain seeped into the soil very quickly. Zhou Jun, who had just escaped from the fire, obviously hadn't come back to his senses yet, so he ended the life of this heavenly divine soldier.

The panic was just a blink of an eye, and in just a moment, Zhou Jun, who had woken up, responded. The army of tens of thousands of people gradually closed, and the black-clothed spirit blades of the thousand people were about to be drowned in the crowd.

Behind the Zhou army in the wilderness, there was a deafening sound of horses' hooves. Although I couldn't tell how many people came, the splash in the air was still terrifying.

It came from the Zhou camp, and if the remaining 120,000 troops in the Zhou camp were killed, the spirit blades outside the city would not survive.

Yu Canglan's fists clenched: "Sons, it's time for us to appear." ”

Behind him, there stood two thousand spirit blades densely packed. In the pouring rain, the hot-blooded man's face did not flinch at all, only the solemnity of looking at death as home.

Yu Canglan's peach blossom eyes swept over them one by one: "I only need five hundred people." ”

The melodious and gorgeous fairy music voice echoed in the heavy rain: "These five hundred people will follow me to drag the Zhou army and cover the rest of the retreat into the mountains." Once the rest of the people entered the mountain, they immediately retreated towards Linzhou and abandoned Xichang. ”

There was silence all around, except for the crisp sound of rain crashing on the ground on the walls. Then there was the battle that came from far below.

"I'm not leaving." After a long time, Zhong Xiong shouted in a deep voice: "Since the establishment of the Spirit Blade, Gongzi has only taught us what integrity and resourcefulness are, but has never taught us to compromise. The spirit blade would rather die than retreat! ”

In one sentence, the eyes of countless spirit blade men instantly lit up.

"The Spirit Blade would rather die than retreat!"

The neat shouts resounded through the heavens and the earth, and in an instant they overshadowed the roar of the heavy rain.

"I'd rather die than retreat! Coexist and die with Xichang! ”

This voice came from the remaining defenders of Xichang City, and these people were not spirit blades. Xichang City has never been taken seriously, and most of the defenders in the city are old, weak, sick and disabled.

The soldiers who had no combat ability at all had been asked to retreat to Linzhou with the people, and although the rest could barely be seen, they were all soldiers and oily, and they were very slippery.

However, in today's scene, the blood in everyone's hearts has been ignited.

The words shouted in unison are absolutely sincere from the heart.

They had always thought they were sludge in a ditch, but now they had the opportunity to fight with the legendary Spirit Blade.

Therefore, these men also straightened their waists one by one. At this time, they felt as if they had become spirit blades.

Yu Canglan looked at them, his eyes seemed to be drenched in the rain, and there was a momentary blur.

"You know what it means to stay?"

The slender fingertips pointed towards the thousand spirit blades that were under siege outside the city, "Feng Zhi, they have been ready to die since the day they mixed into the enemy army. Although the Zhou military has only lost tens of thousands of people, there are at least 120,000 left. ”

He pursed his lips, and his voice was slightly cold: "Twelve hundred thousand against three thousand, it's ...... at all"

"We're not afraid." The loud voice sounded again: "I'd rather die than retreat!" ”

Yu Canglan paused, and finally nodded solemnly.

"Okay, after this war, the Spirit Blade and Xichang will be remembered by the people of the world forever. Each of our names will go down in history. ”

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Yu Canglan's eyes looked at the defenders of Xichang and smiled slightly: "If you are lucky enough to survive this battle, I will tell Yu Gongzi that all the soldiers in Xichang can become spirit blades!" ”

"Ahh A sigh is excitement, relief, and yearning for the future life.

"Kaejo, meet the enemy!"

In the pouring rain, the tattered Xichang City Gate was opened again.

Under the leadership of Yu Canglan, two thousand black-clothed people poured out like a tide, killing the Zhou army all over the sky.

Feng Zhi and a thousand spirit blades that were deeply encircled are now only a few hundred.

After repeated rushes, almost everyone has exhausted their mental strength. His arms were so heavy that he could barely lift them. It was about to be wiped out.

At this moment, a deafening shout of killing suddenly sounded in his ears, and a commotion sounded in the impenetrable Zhou army.

Feng Zhi's eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly: "Yu Shizi arrived with reinforcements, and the brothers held on." ”

One sentence was like a shot in the arm for everyone, and everyone raised the knife again.

Yu Canglan's peach blossom eyes seemed to be contaminated with the cold of the rain, and there was no warmth at all.

"Do you remember what Yu Gongzi and the sect leaders taught you?"

"Remember!"

"Use everything you have learned in your life for me, and no one shall hide it. This battle is your most severe test! ”

"Yes!"

The uniform sound of response and harmony resounded through the heavens and the earth, like a sudden explosion of muffled thunder that suddenly knocked on Zhou Jun's heart.

The army of more than 100,000 people was shocked by the momentum of 2,000 people.

It was just this moment of hesitation, and the spirit blade suddenly dispersed, and the black body was like a ghost in the dark night. The dagger in his hand once again set off a bloody storm.

Under the ancient and dilapidated city of Xichang, a protracted battle with a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and us officially kicked off.

It was a battle that shocked the world and will be remembered forever by history.

There was no skill, no morality, and no discipline at all.

There was only a naked hand-to-hand fight on the tip of a knife. The battle is to see who is more flexible and brave than whom.

I don't know when the rain has stopped, but the blood on the ground has become a river.

I don't know if it was the rain mixed with the blood that made the whole field look hideous, or if there was so much blood in the first place.

After the rain, the wind that had been blowing for a day also stopped. The strong smell of blood in the air was still wafting everywhere, stimulating everyone's senses.

Yu Canglan's bright purple clothes were soaked and clinging to his body, but he didn't use his internal strength to dry them. let the robe worth 10,000 gold hang on his body like pickles, and he didn't care about the slightest image.

His body was covered with a thin layer of white air, which had been like a substance at the beginning, and had gradually thinned out at a speed visible to the naked eye. Now it was wrapped around his palm like a light veil.

His side was already full of corpses, but his gorgeous peach blossom eyes had never looked at the ground.

Whether it was the corpse of the Spirit Blade or the corpse of Zhou Jun, he didn't have time to care at all.

He only knows one thing now, kill it, kill it with a spirit blade. Then he taught Zhou Jun a lesson.

His face gradually became solemn, and the Xuanyu Jue was an ancient divine skill. Although the power of the ancient divine power is amazing, the loss of internal force is also quite serious.

After a rush, he could clearly feel that the internal force was losing little by little in his body.

He was still like that, not to mention the Spirit Blade and the Northwest Defenders.

At a glance, there were fewer and fewer black figures surrounded by the brightly armored Zhou army.

"Can you still hold it?!"