Chapter 882: Into the Enemy Camp 2

The flames flew and the fighting spirit exploded.

The various fighting spirits broke through the city, just like the fireworks blooming, enveloping the sky above the entire battlefield city tower.

Sharp and striking.

The white clouds in the sky are rolling, and the cold air is blowing in the face, like a knife, and it hurts to scrape.

A little bit of snow fell slowly from the sky, in the rare golden sun.

The snow mixed with the sun, falling on this side of the land where the war is raging, so weird, and so thrilling.

The sound of killing shook the sky and fluttered far away.

Under this side of the sky, at this time, there was a lot of killing.

The smoke is billowing out, looking at the three checkpoints of the end of the world, and the all-out war is launched.

There is no way to break through, you can only defend and defend to the death.

"There is a weak ...... in the south of Lizhou City"

"The attacking soldiers and horses were repelled by us to the east......"

"The casualties at the northern checkpoint are too heavy, and the supplies are ...... in drop"

"The southern checkpoint is damaged, and the residents of the city fall out of the ......"

The winter cold wind is powerful and menacing, but it is not as terrifying as the war on the ground.

Lizhou City, looking at the end of the world Kyoto Parliamentary Palace,

Countless messages and offenses and defenses poured over in waves.

The good, the bad, the half-good, the money-governing, the food-giving, the people's ......

Under the exchange of various messages in the air demonic beasts, the cold hairs on the people who urged them almost became nervous.

Countless orders were quickly issued from Lizhou Yun Jitian and Kyoto Feng Wuxin, towards the two checkpoints, towards the entire Wangtianya.

The entire central force of Wangtianya is now like an engine, spinning day and night.

I can't rest, I can only start it tighter and tighter.

The cold wind is amazing, and this winter has been colder than any other year.

Ten days, ten days of sleepless attack.

Lizhou, Emperor Brahma and his small country forces, ten days and ten nights without a moment of non-stop attack.

Dead, change a batch of troops.

Tired, in a change of army.

Lizhou has only a few hundred thousand troops, and they have gathered almost 1.5 million troops on their side.

Some of them have time, some have strength, and some have people.

Therefore, the repeated attacks almost rendered the outside of Lizhou City into a bloody field.