A large number of soldiers of Black Cloud City crossed the trench from all directions in an encircled posture, slowly and unhurriedly compressing the encirclement, shooting the enemy opposite them with bows and crossbows. It was a one-sided massacre, and the remaining soldiers of the Haw Par Army were helpless, and most of them laid down their arms and shouted surrender.

The army of Black Cloud City collected the prisoners as quickly as possible, and after a hasty count, there were about 20,000 people in total. The rest of the diehards who refused to surrender were shot. By the time the sun had risen, they had chopped all the wooden treads and thrown them into the trenches, and then they all withdrew from the battlefield, retreating as fast as possible towards the southern capital, Black Cloud City.

Luo Ming, who was observing this battle of annihilation from the top of the mountain in the distance, was very satisfied with the results of the battle, and said: "Very good, the 'Fire Line Plan' has been successfully completed, let's go too." He led the members of the Flying Tigers into the depths of the forest. It would be very strange if anyone saw their outfits, because the colors and patterns of their costumes were so strange that they resembled the trees around them.

As soon as Wang Jingxuan saw the sky-high fire burning on the city wall, he knew that something was wrong. He hurriedly summoned a large army to reinforcements, but all the walls were on fire, and the stones were so hot that the troops could not reach the city at all. It wasn't until it was dark that the flames were extinguished.

He climbed the wall with the troops, and was shocked by what he saw. The whole city wall was as hot as a furnace that had just been extinguished, and even the air was scorching. The surface of the city walls was largely charred black.

Leaning against the daughter wall and looking in the direction of the Qinglong Kingdom, a trench that stretches from the easternmost end of the city wall to the westernmost point is wide and long, and it is a semicircle, drawing an arc on the earth. Within this arc, the corpses of the soldiers of the Haw Par Army were all over the ground, and it was a mess and miserable.

Wang Jingxuan didn't expect that this ace team, which he had spent a lot of money and carefully built, would be wiped out in such a short period of time.

The scene in front of him really made him want to cry without tears, and his heart was full of a weak and helpless feeling. He felt very gloomy, so he had to hand over the command to Jiang Yunhui and tell him that he needed a little time to lick the wounds in his heart.

Jiang Yunhui was a little gloating in his heart, after all, he didn't regard himself as a person who had planted his heels in this war. Wang Jingxuan lost as many troops in his first two hours on the battlefield as he had in two days, and the results of this famous general were worse than his own.

People are like this, when they are unlucky, they most hope to have a back that is worse than themselves, so that they still have to feel more comfortable. He patted Wang Jingxuan's shoulder and comforted hypocritically: "It's not that our brother is incompetent, it's really that little kid who is too cunning." ”

"Little brat?" Wang Jingxuan was very surprised, he was very concerned about the situation in other countries, but he never wanted to inquire about any news from Black Cloud City. In his eyes, Black Cloud City was not a country at all, let alone a potential opponent.

Jiang Yunhui looked at him with pity and said, "It's okay, we still have more than 100,000 troops in our hands now." And that little kid - the captain of Black Cloud City. He didn't have much left on his hands. I'll set foot in Black Cloud City. ”

Wang Jingxuan trembled all over, and it took a while for a while to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "I want to wash Black Cloud City in blood, and then grab this kid, whether he lives or dies, I will crush him to ashes and make him completely and completely disappear from this world......

Jiang Yunhui, who was known for his prudence, was not in a hurry to advance, on the one hand, he sent a search team to search the nearby mountains and dense forests in case he was conspired by Luo Ming's schemes, and on the other hand, he organized the army to dismantle the city wall and fill in the trenches to facilitate the passage of the baggage troops in the future.

The daily consumption of food by the 100,000-strong army alone is a terrifying figure, and the convenience and safety of the baggage convoy must be guaranteed. In this way, he delayed in the area of Black Cloud Castle for another two days, and only after making sure that there was no hiding or ambush in the dense forest, did he command the army to march towards Black Cloud City.

In fact, Luo Ming and his Flying Tigers team of 7,000 people have been staying in the depths of the dense forest. It's just that the camouflage uniforms they are wearing designed by Luo Ming himself are not easy to find in the forest.

And they all carry enough dry food with them, and they never make a fire to cook. As long as they carefully deal with the search team of the Northern Union, it will not be easy to detect.

The atmosphere in Black Cloud City was tense like never before. In the past few days, the city lord has personally led the army and civilians to arrange the city defenses, raise food and grass, strengthen the city walls, and assist the blacksmiths to make arrows.

Wei Yuankang, Minister of Industry, has also been anxious like an ant on a hot pot these days. The battle reports from the front line kept coming, and his heart went up and down, changing day by day, and he couldn't calm down. When he heard that the Northern Alliance had increased its troops by 100,000, he even couldn't help but be ecstatic, because all this in front of him would soon be over, and any resistance would be crushed.

When the disaster passes, Luo Ming will be erased from this world, and he and his family will continue to live a comfortable life.

However, since the beginning of the war, six consecutive days have passed, and the army of the Northern Alliance has been late. Looking at the scene of the soldiers and civilians preparing for war in the streets of the city, he was a little shaken by the idea of victory for the Xuanwu Kingdom. Could it be that Luo Ming's kid can conjure up any tricks again? No, there are at least ten major armies in the Northern Alliance, and in the face of such a large army, any resistance will be futile and meaningless.

If you don't work your own affairs, do you have to wait for the gift of others?

He asked people to call his subordinate Qian Youde and his nursing team. This is his secret private combat team, a total of more than 300 people, selected from his mansion subordinates, the purpose is to unexpectedly and suddenly control the princely ministers who are unwilling to surrender and the king's family in the turmoil in the capital, and use them as bargaining chips to negotiate with the Xuanwu State.

After the nursing team was assembled, Wei Yuankang was ready to explain the task. At this time, someone came in in a panic and reported: "Some black-shirted people in the Yelang Palace's palace are going to break in to see your lordship." Before he finished speaking, he saw someone shouting at the gate of the courtyard, and then a dozen people wearing black short-cut uniforms and carrying a striking silver lightning sign on their sleeves walked in under the guidance of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child. Their faces were serious, even a little cold, and they didn't bother to talk to those subordinates in his house at all.

"Say hello to Lord Wei!" The child, who was obviously the leader of the team, hurriedly arched his hand, and there was not much respect in his expression.