Li Zhi's gaze became extremely cold, and a wave of murderous intent emerged. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The guards around him were not afraid, but felt their blood boiling, and the chief of the guard pulled out the steel long sword, pointed at the sky, and said proudly: "Brothers, the speaker is right, if Qing Cang does not forget it for a day, the people of my magic tower will not be able to live in peace for a day." Some time ago, Qing Cang provoked a dispute and killed thousands of people of my clan, how can I be a human being again if I don't take revenge?"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

More than 30 people excitedly drew their steel long swords and shouted angrily, very excited.

Li Zhi looked at the proud captain of the guard, and suddenly appreciated him in his heart. He is definitely a good commander, able to mobilize the high-pitched emotions of his subordinates and boost morale in a few words.

In ancient times, there were war drums, and the morale improvement effect was excellent when fighting.

This captain of the guard is carrying a war drum with him.

"What's your name?" asked Li Zhi.

The chief of the guard didn't seem to expect Li Zhi to ask his name, and replied flatteredly, "My lord, the subordinate is named Zhang Wu." ”

"Good!good!good!" Li Zhilian said three times.

After Li Zhi left the restaurant, the head of the guard did not show his joy in his heart, but his subordinates were happy for him. They are just the guards at the bottom of the Magic Tower, and what a privilege it is to be able to make the Magic Tower's Speaker level and Grandmaster level people remember, and take the initiative to ask for their names?

When everyone laughed, Zhang Wu continued: "Assemble, our task now is to send these brothers home, they are not dead, they will definitely follow us to slaughter the dogs." Sharpen the knife, and the day of licking blood on the edge of the knife is about to begin. ”

"Yes!" everyone replied in unison.

......

Back to the Magic Tower, Li Zhi directly summoned all the people of the Magic Tower under the tower. Standing in front of the magic tower, Li Zhi glanced at the more than 1,000 people in front of him.

They are all the elites of the Magic Tower and the East City.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you have all heard about what happened today at the intersection of the west and south of the city. Qing Cang has repeatedly offended my magic tower and killed my magic tower brothers and sisters. They are all people we are familiar with, and they are all part of the Magic Tower. The Magic Tower is a big family, and everyone here is a family, starting today, I declare that the Magic Tower and Qingcang are at war in an all-out way!"

"All-out war!"

Their friends and relatives have died at the hands of the Celestial Ones. More than 1,000 people shouted excitedly, they had long wanted to do it, but they didn't have a chance.

Li Zhi announced an all-out war, and they were very happy.

"Kill an illusion master and reward a ninth-order high-grade dark wood magic weapon. ”

"Kill a top warrior and reward you with five thousand gold coins. ”

"Killing an Illusion Master of the Perfection Realm will leave an eighth-order black wood magic weapon. ”

"Kill a top hunter and reward 50,000 gold coins. ”

"Kill a councilor, and you will be converted into 100,000 gold coins from an eighth-order medium black wood magic weapon!"

Li Yiyan said five reward systems, needless to say, the degree of richness is absolutely unique in the history of war

......

At the junction of the south and west of the city, a few kilometers of the city began to become the main battlefield on this day.

In the first war, thousands of people were dispatched from both sides, and within a few kilometers of thousands of meters instantly became a smoke-filled ruin. This battle lasted for three days and three nights, and the illusionists and warriors were all thrown into the battle.

This day was later called the Second Dongcheng Catastrophe.

The first time was decades ago, when many illusion masters died in that battle.

......

In the smoke of gunpowder, a small team of only 100 men marched through the ruins, and they were going to pass through this area to continue the attack on Qingcang. The leader was burly, wearing blue steel armor and holding a steel long sword, with a trace of cold killing intent in his eyes, and at the same time looked around very vigilantly.

These eyes, with a ring of black, must have not slept in a long time.

The armor and long sword were stained with blood, and some of them had not yet dried! This person was Zhang Wu, whom Li Zhi met a few days ago, and he had only rested for three nights in the fifteen consecutive days of fighting, and the rest of the time he was killing people.

"About to arrive at the battlefield, the first squad of ten people will protect Lord Li Mo, and the rest of the people will be in groups of three, and they will fight in a back-to-back situation, and they must not give the opponent a chance. Remember, your back is always only for your brothers, and your long knives are always only for those puppies in Qingcang, brothers, draw your swords and get ready to fight!"

"Yes, Lord Commander!" the hundred people responded, and the sound of the long knives out of the body and the sound of metal in unison was endless.

After walking 100 meters, through the edge of the ruins, you can see that the streets and alleys, the once bustling streets are empty, there are only corpses and swords, and powerful mental fluctuations.

A flash of swords!

Zhang Wu jumped up, and the blade of his sword pointed directly at the person who was fighting with people.

The guards of the Demon Tower, who were fighting with the Qingcang Warriors, saw the people behind them and shouted excitedly, "Brothers, there are more of us again, wield your long knives and chop them up for me!"

Poof!

Jumping up, he slashed directly into the enemy's shoulder, and the cold light faded, and one arm fell to the ground.

The sword flashed again, and the blood on the man's chest and neck flowed out like a fountain.

More than 90 people joined the battlefield, which instantly gave the Magic Tower side a very big advantage. The people on Qingcang's side fought and retreated, and the time battlefield of ten breaths extended dozens of meters again.

Seeing that the enemy was retreating, Zhang Wu immediately raised his long sword and shouted: "Brothers, chase twenty breaths, how many can you kill, come back as soon as you finish killing!"

More than 90 people and others pounced like wild wolves into the retreating crowd, dancing with swords and swords, reaping the lives of the enemy.

"Lao Li, rabbit cub, Lao Tzu chopped you!" Zhang Wu saw that his deputy commander was caught in the encirclement, and half of his hand had been chopped off, and he slashed at it in anger.

After everyone retreated, only more than 70 of the more than 90 people returned, and more than a dozen died in the pursuit just now.

But not a single one sighed, and no one flinched.

Zhang Wu said: "Brothers, I cut five, counting the one who avenged Lao Li, I made a net profit of four." ”

"I avenged my brother, I earned one. ”

"I earned two. ”

"I earned one. ”

Everyone started talking, and the battlefield, which was originally full of murderous atmosphere, was suddenly covered by heroic laughter.

"Commander, Lord Li Mo said that the illusion master on the other side has come up, let us hurry back. Suddenly, someone behind him came to report, Zhang Wu squinted, and sure enough, several people on the roof a hundred meters away rushed towards him quickly.

Zhang Wu immediately said: "Archers prepare, block the magic tower illusion master, retreat twenty meters, and stand by in place." ”

A dozen people quickly bent their bows and arrows and shot at the illusion master in the distance. More than sixty people, including Zhang Wu, as well as those who were already on this battlefield, immediately retreated.