They have occupied the Great Formation, and they must hold this place, at least until the last moment. Dumb needs a team of men and horses, and they must go to Luancheng to capture or hold the position there.

Therefore, the best weapons were all brought to Luancheng, and the team didn't even have time to say too much, let alone make any bold statements. And these people have more hope than those who stayed.

The former guerrilla general has never fought such a wretched battle in his life. He needs to fight at both ends of the void, and his people don't even have decent guys in their hands. The level of scarcity of weapons is outrageous, let alone the quality of the soldiers. It's really creative to actually drive the cattle up the city walls, and then count on these rolling logs and stones.

The two ends of this unknown void were also to be guarded, and there were less than eighty bows and crossbows to defend the city, and half of them were given to the other team. The angry Highlanders, who are ruthless to what they have shot them in, are now quite good to be left. Don't even think about the treasure knives and magic weapons, they were sold as early as the beginning of the search for medicine. Now it has been replaced with an ineffective elixir and spirit stone.

Fortunately, they finally still have spirit stones, and everyone is consuming them at a visible rate, which is a luxury cultivation beyond a lifetime. None of the Peimen Sect's income for a day was put into storage, and all of them became the pockets of the plateau people, and they would eventually be exchanged for infinite power.

But they were still destitute, without a decent armor or anything to use as a shield. On the way to hide from natural disasters, who needs these brothers, now we have to defend the city.

Almost unarmed in the face of killing, all that remains is determination and blood. Morale is something that needs the corpses of the enemy to cheer up, and now they are dropping the corpses from high places.

Then he howled and hammered his chest, all of them were professional King Kongs. Provocation and swearing, screaming and urinating, the talent of the plateau people is speechless, a group of natural and incomparably amateur warriors.

Now, however, at least their hearts are not in fear, and this group will fight for all the surviving families. It's even better if you tie this to race. Therefore, this lord shouted fiercely: "For the Yunmeng Plateau, for the sake of Nian Qingcheng" and then the lord raised his ugly middle finger.

This is what he learned from the generals of his predecessors, and he also saw it in several rooms of books. These lofty words, such as equal wealth and poverty or princely general Xiangning, are important to now, and Qinggang Sanjie knows better than everyone. He's been planning for a long time.

And when something very violent is associated with the name of a family or a region, that's the most high-sounding slogan. Its incendiary nature is so good that it has been verified countless times in history, and it was once the representative of the soul of the iron-blooded army. So, he succeeded.

In less than a breath, the most benign gesture of this plateau has become a totem of yearning for victory. And that sentence for the plateau will become the final glory.

And at their feet, beyond the high walls of more than ten zhang, the disciples of the Pei Sect were looking up at these glories. The whole Qinggang City is also looking up here, and maybe for a long time after that, they will maintain this mentality.

He Wen felt that all this was ridiculous, they were the people of the city, and now they were going to attack a castle.

The oval-shaped wall is now a heavily guarded fortress. What used to be a mundane building now looks so tall.

It must have been a pig that designed this place in the first place, why did I choose such a ridiculous shape, and those doors had to be opened from the inside, this is the design of me.

And his younger brother doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and it is estimated that he has become a pile of meat now, which makes him feel even more ridiculous.

This middle-level ten-fold younger brother is not much worse than the direct line of Peimen. He had been an outstanding young man in the city, had enjoyed the peeking of maidens, and had been admired by all the people. Now, he was slaughtered by a group of sheep herders, and it is estimated that the skinning skills of this group of guys must be good, and the skills of chopping bones will only be better.

These ugly and lowly dirty ghosts dare to gather together and shout. Those rich and weak people who used to be weak completely forgot to ask for it in a low voice. Now he is condescending, and he dares to roar at himself recklessly. You think that if you stand on a high point, Lao Tzu will not recognize your humble inferiority, and you have forgotten that you have been troubled by me, this is to go against the sky.

And what made him even more mad was that in all the warehouses, only the artifacts of the city could be found. but there was none for the siege. A few sets of ladders that were so cold that they fell off were completely tools for sending them to death, and only the bows and crossbows and arrows were rich.

So the rain of arrows with hatred unleashed round after round, and then with fire, and even with poison. And those figures who still wanted to pee down completely disappeared. But the cursing is still there, and the tricks are renovated and endless.

The owners of this group of large arrays seem to have forgotten that the teleportation arrays in all the big cities are the most difficult fortresses to be captured. The design of 10,000 years ago was carried with infinite ingenuity. Underneath those battlements, there were many places to dodge, so most of the arrows were in vain.

Moreover, the square of the Great Array is full of stone and pure gold, and there is nothing to burn at all. The animals that have been shot will be more easily thrown on their heads later, which is completely convenient for the highlanders to perform straw boats and borrow arrows.

Between offense and defense, there is a serious lack of professionals, but this does not prevent the killing from being real and brutal. Now, the busiest people are Dumb and the clansman, whose name is Dunzhu, which means warrior in this world. He has been driving for the rich all his life, and he is the best driver in Nian Qingcheng. Moreover, he is more of a flying boat than Dumb, and he is also more able to control those spirit beasts. Thankfully, there's still this one left.

There wasn't much that could be used to fill the entrance, and the rare dozen or so cars were used to block the gate, which was the weakest point. The other of the eight gates were sturdy. Some of them have not been opened for a long time, and even the pure gold on the talisman array has rusted into the stone gate. I'm afraid that even if I find the key, it will be difficult to open.

What's even more rare is that these doors are all open outward, and the locks are still facing inward.

The next thing is a rush for Dumb and Dunzhu. They shuttled back and forth between the two endless voids.

If someone is enjoying the surging vomit in the teleportation array, then this person is Dunzhu. In his life, he had never done so many roller coasters, nor had he traveled 2,600 miles in a row, so it was really annoying so frequent.

But they have to. This is a door to life, and if something goes wrong at one end, then all that awaits everyone is death, and it must be unblocked. And only to their own people, not enemies.

If there is something real hemp rod to beat a wolf, now Dunzhu will tell you that he doesn't even have a hemp rod