Now, in the entire Kyushu Continent, the most famous is neither Chu Yuxing, the emperor of the Kangle Dynasty, nor Qin Yumo, the former god of war of the Huxia people, but the people of Mingsha Mountain who sailed away. He guarded the dome with a crowd of ten thousand, so that the army of 300,000 people of Kangle could not advance a single step.

In the past year and a half, he did not dare to slack off, and personally inspected the outer city every day to check whether the equipment to defend the city was complete, whether the city walls had potential safety hazards, and whether the soldiers and generals were loyal to their duties.

"Don't have any news from the Dondorians yet"? Lu Yuanhang took off his armor, changed into civilian clothes, and asked him when he analyzed the situation in front of him with his nephew Lu Jiuli in the back hall.

"It's already on the way," Lu Jiuli said, "Not only that, but the sinners in the rear have also been pardoned, and it is estimated that they will drive over soon." In addition, the Kangle people have changed their commanders again."

"Another change of commander"? Lu Yuanhang couldn't help laughing: "Even if Chu Yuxing comes in person, don't think about taking a step forward from here!"

Lu Jiuli reacted very indifferently to his bold words: "Although Chu Yuxing did not come in person, his destruction division is coming."

"Is that true"? Hearing the name of the Master of Destruction, he couldn't help but be shocked, but then he regained his composure: "So, who can get there first, they or the people of Mingsha Mountain?"

"Tonight, they arrived".

"Tonight"? Lu Yuanhang was taken aback: "Immediately go and pass on my general's order, prepare more torches, and transport all the rolling wood and thunder stones, iron pots, firewood, raw oil, gunpowder and other things to defend the city to a fixed location, and in addition, tell them that the battle that will determine our life and death will come tonight."

"Are you afraid that they will attack the city tonight"?

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's inevitable, they will definitely attack the city tonight"! Seeing that he was still skeptical, he waved his hand at him: "If we were alive tomorrow, I would tell you why, but now, you have to go and give me an order."

Lu Jiuli agreed, and hurriedly went out with the arrow. Lu Yuanhang looked at his distant back, and his heart felt sour, he had long expected that the Division of Destruction would come, but he didn't expect it to come so early and so quickly.

That night, Lu Yuanhang put on his helmet and armor, stood on top of the enemy tower, looked at the dense army below, and his palms were also oozing sweat.

This army, which has always been known for its iron blood and cruelty, is not compared to the notorious mercenary army simply because it is not yet known.

On the positions of more than 100,000 people and on the city walls of more than 10,000 people, except for the fierce fluttering of flags and the neighing of horses, no other noise could be heard, and the occasional roar or two of owls added a mysterious, terrifying, and desolate atmosphere to this tense situation.

All of them are like unjust souls awaiting judgment, and like dead people who are about to die, and their facial expressions are distorted by feelings of anger, cowardice, bravery, fear, excitement, and desolation, and they look extremely terrifying.

"Pass! Open! Pass "! Three cannon shots rang out, and the army on the ground was still motionless, but behind the army, there was a terrifying sound, like the screams of lonely souls and wild ghosts running to the world to seek revenge after the gates of hell were opened.

"All people"! Lu Yuanhang held the sword in his hand and raised it high: "Lean over, raise the shield"!

The trumpet waved and all the people bowed down, raised their shields, and joined them together.

Meteorite-sized cannonstones and rain-down crossbows descended from the sky, and the sound of broken shields, shouts, and cries for help came and went, and the picture was even more miserable. But this is only the first wave, and then the second wave, the third wave, and the wave is more and more violent. Three waves later, the trumpet sounded. The originally frozen army instantly burst out with stormy energy, surging towards the city like a flood that had broken the embankment. Siege engines, battering rams, ladders, locks, ......, all the siege equipment rushed together.

"Shoot the arrows"!

"Shoot the arrows"!

"Shoot the arrows"!

……

Lu Yuanhang's eyes widened, the green tendons on his head burst out, and he lost no time in giving orders one by one. The people under the city fell one by one, and one by one they poured up, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

The Destroyers lived up to their name, stepping on the corpses of their companions, rushing forward, facing death, climbing to the city, going forward one after another, and moving forward.

The corpses under the city are piled up like a mountain, and the blood on the city is like a river, and the positions are changed again and again, lost and recaptured, and recaptured and lost again. All people are no longer autonomous beings, but machines without thoughts, just slashing, killing others and being killed by others.

In this battle, from dusk to dawn, Lu Yuanhang defended the city, but also suffered heavy losses. His son Lu Xinghe and nephew Lu Jiuli were killed one after another, and the generals Peng Shusheng and Shu Yuhu were not spared, and the soldiers lost one-third.

The losses of the Destroyers were even greater.

"Generals Li Zhongqi and Li Linfeng, commanders Zhao Yihuan, Wang Yulin, Wang Mian, partial generals Zhou Yunlong and Lu Sihao, and deputy generals Jiang Yuyuan, Zhang Yuewen, Zhang Binglin, Qi Shuyan and more than 30 others were all martyred." Ding Jianwei, the general in charge of the front-line command, said extremely sadly when he reported to the governor Chu Tiangang: "The rest of the generals and below, the incompetent people have not yet been counted."

"What about the soldiers"?

"A third".

"More than 100,000 people, a third lost"? Although he was angry, he didn't mean to blame, how difficult this city was, it was easy to understand from his predecessor, but such a big loss, he still didn't expect, and it was in the absence of victory.

"Since it didn't work, why don't you make a little repairs and wait for the morale to recover before attacking the city?" Chu Tiangang looked at Ding Jianwei and said in a calm tone, he knew that it was indeed very unfavorable for them to go directly into the battle after a long journey, so he didn't urge him.

"After lunch! We're going to attack after lunch. The Division of Destruction does not need to be repaired, and it will not give the enemy a chance to breathe"! Ding Jianwei said categorically.

This is the iron-blooded side of the Division of Destruction, where the individual can be ignored as a whole in the face of the task.

"However, I will use part of the Green Battalion Army." -- The Green Battalion Army is the army that was originally stationed here.

"How much"?

"30,000 people"! He then explained to him the usefulness of the Green Battalion: "I will concentrate all these 30,000 men in the south of the city, where the battlements are not very high, and the Green Battalion can bombard the city wall directly with their firearms. If they can succeed, we will have a breakthrough, and if we can't succeed, we can also contain a large part of the troops and reduce the pressure on our side."

Chu Tiangang agreed without hesitation, for him, fully supporting Ding Jianwei is his only job at present.

"Call General Wu Shixun over", and after returning to his big tent, he immediately ordered the heralds. With a lot of effort, Wu Shixun came.

"This is my saber", he said, handing him his saber, "and now for you".

Wu Shixun respectfully took the sword, held it in his hand, and stood aside.

"This sword is usually in Lin, Pinghu Xia, and Pingxiling, and there are more than 100 battles of all sizes, and countless broken heads. I am giving it to you today so that you will cut off the head of the voyage to me." He looked at Wu Shixun very seriously, and he saw a chill down his spine.

"The subordinates will never live up to the expectations of the general"!

Ding Jianwei nodded, pondered for a while with his hands behind his back, turned around slowly, looked at him with a kind face, and said: "You and I have known each other for many years, and I naturally know your ability", as he spoke, he changed his words: "The division of destruction, created by my own hands, dominates the world, has never been defeated, and today's defeat is a great shame." Therefore, you can only have this once, and you can't be humiliated again, do you know"?

"The subordinates will fight to the death and never back down"! Wu Shixun immediately said loudly.

"Desperate is only the end, and you need to use wisdom to attack the city."

Wu Shixun said this sentence and did not dare to answer.

"Today's siege, you have to divide 20,000 horses to the south of the city, where I have the 30,000 green battalion soldiers I am coming, and their firearms, you hide behind them, do not act rashly, and when they make a gap and attack the city wall, they will inevitably be resisted to the death by the people of Mingsha Mountain. I expected that the Green Battalion would not succeed and would inevitably be defeated, and at that time, you would be in the rear and the archers in front, as long as you were defeated and retreated, I would be killed."

……

"When they rush back again, they will fight to the death with the enemy, and you will take this opportunity to rush in and attack the inner city."