The sky is getting brighter, and when a round of red sun slowly rises from the horizon, the entire Holy Mountain Range seems to have faded from the black pajama girl to reveal an infinitely beautiful body, but I am afraid that such a beautiful scenery is not much to appreciate whether it is Xiangyang Fort or the Siege Army.

Although the dreadnought army began to feast on the battle at dawn and was ready to attack, Xiangyang Fort was also full of people, ready to fight to the death.

The troops on both sides, from the commander to the front-line soldiers, also understood in their hearts that this battle would either be your death or my death, and there was no need to think about surrender at all.

At this time, Ling Xiao's eyes were red, staring at the direction of the command platform of the Dreadnought Army, in fact, his main task here today was to destroy the command of the Dreadnought Imperial Army.

In the final analysis, at this point, any strategy, strategy, and layout are all useless. All one needs is a direction to fight. But even so, Ling Xiao didn't intend to let the command system of the Dreadnought Imperial Army play much of a role, if nothing else, even if it delayed the enemy's command for a little time, in exchange for maybe one or two more soldiers could survive on his side.

On the command platform of the Dreadnought Imperial Army, a row of nearly 100 guards around the closure of the city is not only responsible for protecting the closure of the city, but also the best herald. Behind them is a line of war drums, plus two drummers on each drum, which can be described as murderous.

It's just that the lockdown time is not early, and when he wants to attack as much as possible, the order flag has already waved, but the war drum is not sounding!

Instead, there was a familiar sound of the air splitting, which was the attack of the rain of arrows that the Shanyue people had destroyed.

Not to mention those war drums and drummers, even the guards of the city were shot down more than a dozen in one go, if it weren't for the fact that the city was not wearing his majestic general armor according to the customs of the battlefield, I'm afraid even he wouldn't be able to please him.

However, although I didn't know who was locked down just now, it was attacked by a rain of arrows. However, the actions of the escort team pointed out the direction of the lockdown for Ling Xiao. Almost all of the guards were anxious about the safety of their commanders, and basically rushed in the direction of the lockdown at the same time, trying to block the crazy rain of arrows with their bodies.

As everyone knows, it was their seemingly central move that pointed out the direction for Ling Xiao's second round of attacks, and what followed was another casualty of the escort team.

Fortunately, the lockdown was still fine, just to help him block the arrows, the outermost guards were almost shot into hedgehogs.

As bright as today. Unlike at night, the Dreadnoughts locked their positions almost at the same time as Ling Xiao and them attacked, but although they locked their positions, there was no way to attack them in a hurry, and Ling Xiao's position was too high.

The lockdown of the city, who was once again so angry that his face turned pale, basically roared in a desperate voice, "The Guards Battalion shouted in unison to attack! Kill all those bastards, kill them all!"

With the issuance of the order to close the city, nearly 500 guards battalions were in good hands and shouted the two words "attack!" in unison, and finally the order to attack was transmitted to the entire dreadnought, but the drum sounded as a trumpet. If it is supplemented by various colored order flags, generals at all levels who are familiar with military affairs will understand who goes first and who follows.

Such a general "attack" command. The entire dreadnought army was suddenly in a mess, and the direct general did not say a word, and the whole battalion advanced. Generals who are skilled in military affairs inevitably have to think about a thing or two, so although the attack of the dreadnought army has been launched, it is not as powerful as imagined, but the formation is scattered, quite a bit of the demeanor of the black crowd.

However, the lockdown of the city can no longer take care of so much, the command platform is covered by a rain of arrows, if you don't attack immediately, when more and more soldiers find out, first of all, the morale will be greatly damaged.

However, the bad situation for the lockdown made Ling Xiao's tightly knit brow slightly soothed, and the pressure on Xiangyang Fort was finally reduced by about forty percent in his own hard work.

It's just that the pressure on Xiangyang Fort is smaller, and the pressure on the high platform on this cliff is even greater. It can be seen with the naked eye that hundreds of black shadows rushed out of the dreadnought army almost instantly, neither wearing military uniforms nor using ordnance, acting quickly, coupled with the difficulty of locking, don't think too much, it must be a master of the dreadnought army.

Dealing with a single master, Ling Xiao's strong bow team can be said to be experienced, under the assignment of Zhao Liuxing, the team of nearly a thousand people has formed a sniper group, and the strength of fifty people gathers together to deal with the same target, and things have become much simpler.

Maybe in a face-to-face battle, Ling Xiao's archers don't have any advantage, but this kind of long-distance sniping is a big advantage. Some people keep shooting powerful arrows, not to hurt the enemy, but to delay their actions, some people block all possible directions of the opponent's action, and the most skilled ones are to see the opportunity to concentrate on destroying the enemy.

Suddenly, the masters who came out of the dreadnought, except for a few old men with extremely high cultivation, everyone else was more or less shot a few arrows, and even worse, they died directly in this sniper.

At this point, this small battlefield was so stalemate, the masters couldn't rush up, and Ling Xiao didn't dare to attack any other targets.

However, on the frontal battlefield, the two sides have already shouted to kill the heavens. Although it was weakened by Ling Xiao several times, the number of dreadnoughts was superior in general, so it didn't take much effort at all, and its vanguard rushed to the foot of Xiangyang Fort, although the rain of arrows on the fortress wall continued, but there were always some loopholes that were broken through by reckless men who were not afraid of death.

As a result, the city walls of Xiangyang Fort were like a region in an instant, and it completely became like a meat grinder.

Every moment there were people screaming and falling, falling under the fort walls, and every moment there were follow-up troops constantly replenishing the enemy line.

The spears are like a forest, the blood knives are like mountains, and the strength of the individual has no effect at all, and at this moment, every combatant soldier has only one thought in his heart to kill the other.

Both sides have reasons to fight hard, and they both have tactical goals that they must achieve to the death, so the battle of Xiangyang Fort has also become the most tragic battle since the start of the war.

As time passed, when the sun faded and the sky was getting dark, the two sides finally recovered a little bit of sanity from the blood.

The gong sounded, the two sides retreated, and the battle, which had been fought for a day, came to an end. It's just that the blood in the eyes is not so easy to fade.

Ling Xiao, who had repelled at least twenty enemy attacks, knew in their hearts that this was the best time to rest, but their bodies were still crumbling tight, and they couldn't relax.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking at it, I am afraid that no one in the entire battlefield can see and understand it more clearly than Ling Xiao. Although the walls of Xiangyang Fort are damaged, the dreadnoughts have suffered heavy casualties, and the body lying under the fort wall, the blood under the residual sun all tells the people the cruelty of this battle.

Looking at this blood, Ling Xiao thought to himself for the first time, is this qiē really worth it? Who has no parents, wives and children, who has no relatives and friends, but when these fresh lives die like a seedling of grass on this battlefield that no one knows, how sad should their parents, wives and children be!

It is the poor and uncertain riverside bones, especially the people in the deep boudoir dream!

Ling Xiao, who was about to turn around and arrange night defense, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and turned around and continued to observe for a long time but found nothing.

With a hint of doubt in his heart, Ling Xiao began to arrange the defense at night. Truth be told, night battles were a nightmare for archers. Today is different from yesterday, I was in the dark last night, and there is no problem with safety.

But after a full day of fighting today, no matter how stupid the enemy is, he will firmly remember the location of his team, coupled with the impact of the night on the archers' line of sight, I am afraid that tonight is the most critical time for Ling Xiao and their group.

It can be said that Ling Xiao's group of people don't even have a way out. With 120,000 points of caution, the archers, who had retained a certain amount of body during the day, began to enter one by one in the open and dark sentinels, guarding the main combat forces to rest.

It's just that neither Ling Xiao's side, Xiangyang's castle side, nor the dreadnought's side found it, but among the unrestrained corpses on the battlefield were some corpses that were in a tragic state of death, slowly oozing out wisps of black gas, and gradually converging into a group, with some strange coldness, slowly but firmly escaping in a specific direction, and finally disappeared.

The bones, after oozing black gas, began to decay at a much faster rate than normal.

Suddenly, a white figure appeared in the middle of the battlefield, although it was dressed in white clothes that were very conspicuous in the night, but its body moved extremely fast, like a puff of light smoke drifting around, and no one could find his trace.

And judging from this person's actions, it was clear that he was inspecting the bones, and he stayed next to the bones oozing black gas for a little longer, and finally, with a sigh, the white figure turned three times and two times, but disappeared from the battlefield.

The place where Ling Xiao rested was the safest place in the strongbow team, but a faint white figure flashed twice, and it took a long time to observe before finally leaving, and no one could notice it.

At the same time, sitting cross-legged in the arms of Ling Xiao, who was meditating, a small thing moved a few times uneasily, as if he was aware of it, but unfortunately because he was young, he didn't dwell too much on this bad feeling, and fell asleep again.

This little thing is the little blue gold that Ling Xiao has maintained since he was a child. (To be continued......)