In the next second, there was a loud bang, and a six-meter pit came into view, and everyone was dumbfounded. This fist-sized iron ball has so much power!

"Okay, the whole army is fully equipped, and southern Xinjiang will come." After the night twilight cold gave the order, he came to the soldiers stationed in the city.

"Dashuai!" The soldiers all accepted the young marshal with all their hearts.

"I came to ask, when did the soldiers in southern Xinjiang have the kind of swords that can't be slashed and burned by fire." Nightshade asks a soldier who is less wounded.

"Southern Xinjiang has been attacking for two days, and there were no such weirdos on the first day. It was only yesterday that we suddenly discovered that the enemy army who had already cut off their arms and pierced their hearts had risen up again, and we set fire to this kind of strange man, but it was useless, and the original 20,000 defenders of the city now have only 2,000 or 3,000 people. The soldiers defending the city said, the corners of their eyes moistened, and the two days of fighting like hell looked at the hands of their friends for many years who died tragically one by one, and the other soldiers were grief-stricken.

"It's okay, reinforcements have arrived. You're safe! Nighttwilight whispered comfortingly. I have experienced this feeling of despair and helplessness myself, and I am on the verge of death when I am in a fish without water.

At night, the three of them sat quietly on the city tower, and the soldiers turned on the searchlights modified by the night dusk cold, and they could see a few hundred meters away, much better than torches.

"The enemy army in southern Xinjiang is coming! Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The scout exclaimed. Under the searchlight, dense southern Xinjiang soldiers rushed in. Night Dusk Han carefully looked at the 100,000 enemy soldiers who came, each with scarlet eyes, acting like zombies.

"Cannonball ready!" Under the ten searchlights, the soldiers in southern Xinjiang had nowhere to hide, and twenty cannons fired in unison, flying like falling meteors in the enemy army in southern Xinjiang.

"Boom, boom, boom!" In the next second, a huge flame rose into the sky. Flesh and blood collide with each other. Round after round, more than a dozen rounds of Shenyan bullets fell, and the enemy army in southern Xinjiang was completely annihilated, leaving only stumps and broken arms, and the ground was full of devastation.

"Win, win!" The soldiers stationed there could not believe that they had defeated 100,000 monsters without a single soldier. A soldier couldn't stop crying anymore, lying on the tower and crying, his mouth constantly whimpering: "Father! Brother! See no, we won, we won! "Just yesterday, I was caught by two monsters, looking at the roaring monster thought it was dead, and then opened my eyes, my father and brother resisted the two monsters with flesh and blood, and looked at myself with blood in my mouth, and I still remember the appearance of letting myself run away.

The soldiers defending the city couldn't help but cry, and their relatives and friends died tragically in front of them during the two days of fighting.

The night was cold and full of grief, and the wolf army also took off their iron helmets and mourned in silence. Twilight walked over to a snare drum, picked up the drumstick, and struck it down.

"Boom!" The snare drum beat through the sky.

Ye Dusk Han slowly spoke, and Qing Ling's voice was a little hoarse: "Qin Shi, Mingyue and Han Shiguan, the Long March has not yet been returned." At that time, Longcheng Fei will not let - Huma - Du - Yan - Mountain! "Shaanxi's domineering Qin dialect is floating on this vast battlefield.

All the soldiers read this poem slowly, and the night twilight cold continued to beat the snare drum, and the other soldiers next to the snare drum also sounded with the night twilight cold, and the soldiers also began to sing: "Qin time, bright moon and Han time, the Long March has not yet returned." But so that the dragon city will fly, not called-Huma-Du-Yan-Mountain-! "This vast and tragic song keeps wandering on the vast earth.

After a night battle, 300,000 soldiers worshipped this handsome woman like a god. Early in the morning of the second day, the night was cold and the city was inspected, and most of the wounded soldiers were healed, and the soldiers of the Yan Wolf Army were cleaning the corpses outside the city.

"Peng Peng Peng Peng." The subtle vibration alerted Ye Dusk Han, and Jun Langya glanced at each other, and Jun Langya nodded. Night Dusk Han hurriedly let the wolf army outside the city come in and close the city gate. Last night, hundreds of Divine Flame Bullets were distributed, and all the soldiers were on alert.