"Shoot!"

"Fire!"

"Launch!"

More than a dozen commands with different accents and contents sounded from the city walls at the same time. Giant crossbows fired huge arrows, muskets and cannonballs erupted, lighting up the night sky above the city walls at once. Thousands of arrows were thrown from the bows in the hands of the crossbow troops, arcing in a row under the illumination of countless floating rays of light. There are three city gates in the east of this Yandang Pass, the middle gate is the largest, and the width of the two gates on both sides is about half of the central gate. The defenders at the central gate opened fire with all their might, pouring more than seventy percent of their attacks on the massive dragon head, with only a few attacks hitting the silver dots of light on the ground.

The dragon's head opened its bloody mouth to the maximum and let out a deafening roar. Its roar instantly transformed into a tangible and qualitative spiral spiritual power wave, blasting towards the countless attacks that came towards it. Whether it was a bow or an arrow or a cannonball, they were all bombarded into powder by a strong wave of spiritual power. And the dozen or so giant crossbow arrows, many times thicker than ordinary bows and arrows, actually pierced directly through the middle of its body, as if they had been shot into the air, without causing the slightest damage to it. Dozens of ordinary soldiers were directly stunned or flipped to the ground by its roar.

Two dark red balls of spiritual power peeled off the dragon's head and turned into a pair of huge dragon claws. The claws are exactly the same color as the dragon's head, with four dark brown bumps on each of the four phalanges. The two dragon claws swooped down like two giant eagles, straight through the cannonballs and bows and arrows, and clawed at the hollows inside the walls. Just listening to a series of crackling explosions, most of the city's defending crossbows, muskets, and artillery around the central gate were damaged, and a few artillery pieces were even blasted into slag.

"Spirit Master troops, hurry up!" shouted from the city walls.

The dragon's mouth opened again, spitting out a large dark red breath in front of the wall. Dozens of spirit masters rose from the ranks of the defenders, and one unleashed an attack. The colorful light met the huge dark red breath, bursting with a powerful impact. Several of the city guards were "pressed" back to the city walls. At the same time, two dragon claws split in the air. Eighteen dark red and brown figures broke free from it, turned into eighteen streamers, passed through the rain of arrows, and rushed to the top of the city wall. They were all dressed in heavy armor, and each held a huge dark brown machete in his hand. At least four spirit circles rose from each person's body, and several of them had five spirit circles on their bodies. Two motifs glittered on their chests, one was the national emblem of the Cangling Kingdom, and the other was a maroon dragon.

"It's the Dragon Bone Knife!" exclaimed a soldier with a slightly better eye. As soon as he finished speaking, he was cut in two by one of the bone knives.

Eighteen figures burrowed into the soldiers, and immediately blood splattered, and screams were repeated. Eighteen dragon bone knives flew up and down, and basically every time they swung a knife, a human life was harvested. The ordinary soldiers on both sides of the city wall involuntarily retreated, and the archers armed with bows and crossbows fled in confusion. Dozens of spirit masters rose to the sky from the Yandang Pass, rushed to the city wall, and met these eighteen spirit masters of the Canglong Sect.

The thousands of silver rays on the ground took the opportunity to advance rapidly, and when they were still a certain distance from the city gate, they divided into three groups, approaching the three locked city gates. They were a regiment of shield-armored cavalry, wrapped in heavy armor like a tin can, and holding a large, heavy silver shield in their hands. The silver glow was all reflected off the shield. The firepower on the walls of the city has weakened considerably, and the falling bows and arrows and musket shells can only hit the heavy shields in their hands, and it is difficult to cause any damage. Only the occasional drop of a few giant crossbow bolts can bring them a few casualties.

The shield cavalry regiment circled around and retreated dozens of meters, forming several circles in the face of much weakened artillery fire and arrow rain. Several huge guns slowly rolled on the ground, heading towards the central point of several "circles". Each cannon was propelled by four to eight able-bodied warriors, surrounded by several musketeers armed with muskets and muskets.

Several spiritual projectiles flew out from above the city walls, shooting at each cannon. Dozens of defensive spirit masters hidden behind the artillery shot at the same time, releasing the protective shield with all their might. The spiritual power projectile exploded on the protective shield, and the spiritual power fluctuations flew everywhere. The artillery under the shield was unscathed.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

Several different voices rang out from the Cangling Army formation at the same time. Compared to the sound of cannonballs and spiritual power fluctuations, their voices were more than an octave lower. But not a single soldier could not hear.

Several roars rang out at the same time. Several huge cannonballs rose into the air, mixed with bursts of flames and white smoke, and smashed into the head and gate of Yandang Pass. More and more horses' hooves and footsteps came from afar, getting closer and weaker. The dark red dragon head in mid-air suddenly shrank back, and it received more than a dozen attacks from the Jianyan Country's city defenders, and spat out a mouthful of dark red breath at the main city gate. The dragon's breath, which was rich in destructive energy, struck the upper part of the main city gate, making a loud noise, causing the entire gate to sink in.

"Quick! Activate the thistle trellis and the garrison of the city gate! Open the pit! Close the gate with all your might! The 11th, 36th, and 45th Infantry Regiments will go to the city! Call for reinforcements from the rear!" a series of orders burst out of the mouth of the commander on the city wall like a crackling crack of fried beans.

The roar continued to sound from the Cangling Army array. Several artillery pieces kept spitting shells and fell towards the head of the city at Yandang Pass. Several muskets and muskets surround the cannon, firing spirit bullets that fly towards the cannon. More and more melee infantry and melee spirits poured into the city, replacing several archers with heavy casualties. The eighteen Canglong Sect Spirit Masters forcibly stopped their progress and began to retreat while resisting the attack. The gaps in the several defensive formations that they had torn apart began to slowly close.

The dark red dragon head suddenly split in the air. The figures of dozens of spirit masters in armor and robes appeared in the air. More than thirty spirit masters, also wearing armor, also swooped down to support the eighteen comrades on the city wall. The forty or so spirit masters who were still suspended in mid-air automatically divided into three groups. The left and right groups moved in the direction of the two gates, while the middle group stood in a battle formation in the air and began to accumulate strength. A circular circle of dark red and brown colors converged behind them, releasing a strong mixture of elemental energy dominated by destructive energy.

Several groups of archers armed with huge longbows trotted all the way, clinging to the shield-armored cavalry regiment and quickly circling forward, forming a position a few paces behind them and firing. The assault cavalry and infantry of the brigade were in formation behind them, ready to charge at any moment.

Rain of arrows flew up from the Cangling Army, looking for the lone and missed archers, musketeers, and ordinary soldiers on the city walls. More and more screams rang out from the top of the city walls, and more and more soldiers of the Jianyan Kingdom fell from arrows. Several spirit masters had to let go of the eighteen Canglong Sect spirit masters and retreat to the sides to block the arrows for the ordinary soldiers.

"Quick, request support again!"

The commander on the city wall blushed, roared again, and personally led a team of spirit masters to step forward and pounce on the more than thirty spirit masters who swooped down from mid-air. He himself is also a fourth-order spirit master with a high level of cultivation, and the spiritual power fluctuations released from his body are not much worse than those of his comrades-in-arms.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Three dark red dragon-shaped spiritual power fluctuations flew out from the spiritual power arrays released by the three groups of spirit masters in mid-air, and blasted towards the three city gates. A large amount of white and brown smoke rose from all three gates.

Dozens of colorful points of light flew up from the Yandang Pass. Three teams of spirit divisions flew towards the three teams attacking the city gates, trying to eliminate them in the air. The three attack teams immediately dispersed, disbanded the condensed magic circle, and scattered in all directions. Most of the spirit power balls, spirit power waves, and spirit power bullets that attacked them were all in the air.

"Shield Corps! Musket Corps! Steady Advance!"

"Archers, stay put! Shoot indiscriminately! Defend the spirit division, release the shield with all your might! Cover!"

Two lines of orders came from the mouth of the commander of the Cangling Army Formation, and reached the ears of every Cangling Army soldier.

The Shield Corps immediately went into action. With one hand, they raised the heavy shield above their heads, and with the other they began to begin* the mechanism on the back half of the heavy shield. All the fighters moved in unison, and none of them slowed down in the slightest. The already huge heavy shield expanded again, and two slightly thinner iron plates popped out from the top and bottom sides. The musketeers who had been guarding around the artillery quickly followed up and inserted themselves into the gap in the formation after the shield corps had adjusted their positions. The sound of horses' hooves and light footsteps, like a duet, drifted little by little towards the perimeter of the half-broken defensive wall.

"It's time to finish. ”

A middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded from the rear of the Cangling Army's camp. Judging only from the perspective of sound, this voice is not loud at all, and even a little low. But in an instant, it spread throughout the battlefield, above the city walls, and into the ears of every soldier of the Jianyan Army.

The faces of many of the soldiers of the Jianyan Army instantly showed nervous, even panicked, expressions. Even ordinary people could feel that this voice must have come from a high-level spirit master who had cultivated to an extremely powerful level, and might even be a spirit general with a spirit core. Several low-level spirit masters were even half afraid because of this voice, and the opponent in front of them seized the opportunity and succeeded in a sneak attack.

A blue and white point of light burst out of the dark night sky and rushed towards the city wall of Yandang Pass at high speed. Behind him, hundreds of dense small points of light were gradually getting bigger, like stars holding the moon.

In an instant, the blue-white point of light suddenly expanded, becoming like a second moon. With a strong, piercing hum, a large, miserable white wind tunnel appeared out of thin air. A huge pillar of wind the thickness of most of the city gate poured out of it, as if it was about to tear through the surrounding space, mixed with a thin layer of cyclone, and blasted towards the main city gate, which had many dents.

With a loud bang, the main gate shattered, turning into countless pieces of iron and flying in all directions along with the earth and stones that had fallen from around the city walls. A series of shattering and screaming voices continued to be heard from the city gates