The sound of a desolate trumpet spread throughout the mountains, waking up the sleeping city.

As the main altar of the Witch God Cult, Jingshan City has a population of nearly 500,000, and the city is full of monks who follow the wizard system.

The garrison was only 25,000 men, which was a weak force for a city with a population of 500,000.

But it's not that the Witch God Cult doesn't have enough troops, it's that it doesn't need to.

This is the main altar of the Witch God Cult, there are witch god sculptures, there are great wizards, and there are a large number of masters who follow the wizard system. There is also a large-scale martial artist...

It is no exaggeration to say that the garrison strength of Jingshan City, as well as the overall strength, are no worse than that of Dafeng Capital.

The 20,000 defenders stationed in the barracks in the city swarmed out, 6,000 cavalry, 14,000 infantry, from the generals to the soldiers, all at a loss.

Who is so bold as to dare to attack Jingshan City?

Throughout the history books, since the birth and missionary of the Wushen Cult in the Northeast in ancient times, there has been no war in Jingshan City.

20,000 troops followed the opened avenue, bypassed the peak of Jingshan, and arrived at the seashore in the dust.

...........

A stream of black light flew up from the city, like a dense meteor, swept over the peaks of Jingshan and landed on the coast.

The sorcerers, led by the city lord Nalan Yan, gazed into the distance and saw twenty huge warships on the sea in the far distance, breaking through the waves.

Nalan Yan is eight feet tall, with a thick beard covering half of his face, and his brown hair is naturally curly.

This city lord is a wizard at the peak of the fourth grade, and he is also a martial artist at the peak of the fourth grade, and he is only half a step away from crossing the threshold of "Xianfan" and becoming a master of the third grade of Shouyuan's long life.

Nalan Yan also has a layer of identity, the Witch God Sect has three Linghui wizards (three products), one great wizard (one product), and the three Linghui are the national teachers of the Jingkangyan Three Kingdoms, and they are not in the main altar on weekdays.

And the great wizard is obsessed with shepherding sheep and lives a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

The city lord of Jingshan City was originally a second-grade rain master, but in the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the second-grade rain master was lured deep by Wei Yuan and killed by the Buddhist Arhats.

Nalan Yan is the son of the second-grade rain master.

The morning sun rose, the sea was rippling with golden light, Nalan Yan squinted, looked deeply at the green clothes on the bow of the boat, and suddenly showed a sneer.

In addition to the wizards and defenders, there were also some people with uneven cultivation, but there was absolutely no shortage of masters, and after a while, they arrived at the coast, but they did not come closer, and watched from afar.

These martial artists are scattered people in Jingshan City, and in the words of Dafeng, they are people from the rivers and lakes.

"That's Daebon's warship........."

"The bow of the boat is Wei Yuan, who is dressed in green clothes, echoing the legend of Wei Yuan. ”

"It's really worthy of being a god of war, I heard that the Dafeng army led by him encountered stubborn resistance in the Yan country, and I still felt that Wei Yuan was just like that......... Who wants him to break through directly from the sea. ”

"But that's also looking for death, isn't it? ”

"Hey, Wei Yuan's move is wonderful, but there is no flaw in my Witch God Sect, even if he is a god of war, he can only make a hard pit, these twenty warships, it's a pity. ”

The people in the rivers and lakes talked about it with a relaxed look, even with a smile, and their ease was reasonable.

The main altar of the Wushen Sect, Jingshan City, adjacent to the ocean, has the three kingdoms of Yan, Jing and Kang on the periphery, and has fallen for thousands of years, whether it is the Central Plains, the north, or the first major force in Kyushu today.

Can you once kill the main altar of the Witch God Cult?

Not once.

Why? Wouldn't others build ships across the sea?

Because of two words: rain master!

..........

On the cliff of Jingshan, the great wizard Salen Agu, who was dressed in a linen-colored robe and held a lamb in his arms, overlooked the warship that sailed.

The linen-colored robe was inspired, and streams of glass-colored energy swirled around him, extending towards his surroundings.

Gradually, he seemed to become one with heaven and earth, and Salen Agu let out a soft breath.

The breath snowballed, growing bigger and bigger, and turned into a terrible storm.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the calm sea, the blue sky was overcast, lightning and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down.

The waves are surging in layers, pushing higher and higher, and in the blink of an eye, the otherwise calm offshore sea is shrouded in storms.

Twenty warships were huge, but they were fragile and small in the face of the forces of nature, like flat boats, which rose and fell with the waves, and sometimes even the whole ship was thrown up, and then smashed down, splashing with shock.

On deck, the artillery and bed crossbows overturned, and some were thrown out and smashed into the ocean.

Crews and sailors clung to whatever they could to avoid falling into the ocean or dying on masts, guns, and other hard objects.

The soldiers in the cabin were even more miserable, sometimes rolling to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes abandoned and slammed down.

Because of the dense crowd, hundreds of soldiers died one after another in such a large-scale chaos.

And all this, for the fate they are about to encounter, is not worth mentioning at all.

Their fate is to be swallowed up by the waves at any time.

The second-rank wizard, known as the rain master, was unpredictable in ancient times. During times of drought, the human tribes of the Northeast would offer sacrifices to the Witch God Cult and ask for their help.

After the sorcerers received the offerings, they arranged the ritual and prayed to the heavens for rain.

The wizard who presides over the ceremony is usually the second rank, or in other words, only the second rank wizard is qualified to preside over the ceremony, so the second rank wizard has the title of rain master.

In fact, praying for rain is only one of the means by which the second-rank wizard manifests.

The second grade of the wizard system, the real core ability is to borrow a part of the power of heaven and earth through oneself and sympathy with heaven and earth.

Therefore, there are wizards of the second rank or above sitting in the main altar, and any enemy who tries to cross the sea in vain is seeking his own death.

The wizards and defenders watched this scene with great ease, watching the Dabong battleship like a drifter in the rain, precarious.

And those Wufu people ridiculed unscrupulously.

"Is this here to fight? No, this is here to die. ”

"Is Wei Yuan just like this, they all say how powerful he is, see you today, that's it?"

"Hey, it's not bad to dare to cross the sea to the main altar. ”

"The ships are full of armaments, crossbows, artillery, well-made armor and swords, and when the Daebong fleet is destroyed, we will go to sea to salvage and make a fortune. ”

At this time, the turbulent sea surface rushed up a sea tide that covered the sky and the sun, and the tide like the snow ridge of the jade city surged to the sky, and the sound was like a thunderbolt, pushing towards the Dafeng fleet layer by layer.

After gathering momentum for a long time, he finally launched a killing move.

No fleet in the world can survive a tsunami like a wall, even if the ships are engraved with formations.

How can a mere formation compete with the great power of nature?

"Roaring ........."

Between heaven and earth, high-pitched roars echoed, one after another.

In everyone's sight, the tide that should have destroyed the ancient decay seemed to freeze, there was a pause for a few seconds, and then, it disintegrated, boomed and collapsed, as if it had lost the strength to support itself.

Although the tsunami, which was taller and longer than the city walls, did not crash down, the force formed by its collapse still caused twenty warships to nearly capsize.

On the coast, the masters, armies, and wizards of the forces of the Witch God Cult changed their faces slightly, and they saw that on the surface of the sea foaming at the water, from time to time bulging thick and scaly bodies.

Northern Demon Clan, Jiaobu!

Descendant of gods and demons, Jiaolong.

Jiaolong goes ashore as a walking dragon, and it is also called a shark when it enters the water.

They are natural water lords, capable of manipulating water spirits to stir up waves and calm storms.

As far as the eye can see, the dragons riding the wind and waves, the high-pitched echoing roar, there are hundreds of dragons, and the dragons almost poured out of the nest.

The rough sea suddenly became much more docile, but it was not completely calm.

The crackling torrential rain turned into a regular light rain.

The two forces that manipulate the water spirit fight to achieve a delicate balance.

"Jiaolong, it's the Northern Demon Clan. ”

"No wonder that Wei Yuan dared to cross the sea, it turned out that he relied on Jiaolong to help. ”

Nalan Yan's face was slightly gloomy, and he said lightly: "It's not unexpected, if he is not sure, he will not come." Let the army retreat, and as soon as the Feng army comes ashore, immediately block it. ”

As soon as the order was given, a muffled sound was heard from the sea, and a few seconds later, a deep crater exploded on the beach not far from everyone, and shrapnel and shock waves swept around.

More and more cannonballs were coming in, attacking the defenders and wizards on the shore.

"Retreat, retreat immediately. ”

One of the generals roared loudly, waved flags, and ordered the soldiers to retreat.

As soon as he finished shouting, a cannonball happened to fall beside him, and with a "boom", the fire swelled, and the general was blown up alive.

He wasn't dead yet, but he was seriously injured on the spot.

This is the reason why Nalan Yan let the army evacuate, the Dafeng warship is equipped with artillery and bed crossbows, which is powerful, has a long range, and is numerous, and the end of guarding the coast is to be bombarded alive by others.

I thought that the spell of the great wizard could wipe out the entire battleship group, and the participation of the Jiaolong Department in the war made the Witch God Cult lose this advantage.

The better response at the moment is to withdraw the troops, and then use the mountain roads and mountains and forests that hold the usual Jingshan Castle.

And this task can only be filled with the lives of the defenders, the battlefield is the home of the wizard, unfortunately, this is not the battlefield, but the base camp of the wizard.

The most terrible corpse tactics are just gone.

The point is that even if a large number of corpse soldiers can be recruited with the fierceness of the war, these corpse soldiers are probably all from Jingshan City.........

In addition, the next policy.

As for the best policy, in Nalan Yan's opinion, it is actually very simple, as long as the great wizard makes a move, and kills the Tsing Yi on the spot, the Dafeng army has no leader, and the combat power is directly reduced by half.

Wei Yuan is an ordinary man who has directly abolished his cultivation.

Boom Boom!

Cannonballs smashed on the shore, and crossbow bolts swooped into the ground, causing massive damage among the Cult of Wicans.

The Daebong battleship was like a bamboo, close to the coast.

At the bow of the boat, the green robe stood proudly, but his eyes were not on the coast, but on the top of Jingshan, the figure of the hemp-colored robe.

Alone on the cliff, the sun is shining, the wind is beautiful.

One person is in the middle of the ocean, the clouds are thick, and the waves are turbulent.

The world seems to be divided into two distinct halves.

Two pairs of gentle gazes, looking at each other in the air.

At this moment, in the southwest direction, a black light escaped, stopped in the sky above the people of the Witch God Sect, and with a wave of his sleeve, dozens of cannonballs flew out.

"Elder Ilb........"

The sorcerers breathed a sigh of relief, their spells, corpse control and other methods could not be used against the Dabong army through the air, and the sorcerers who were not good at defense could not even block the attack of artillery fire.

The five-rank celebration and the four-grade dream witch can summon the martial arts soul and turn themselves into warriors who attack and kill the unparalleled. But this is meaningless, because there must be a greater number of high-grade martial artists on the Dafeng warship.

People are the real martial artists.

It's not that the wizard is not strong enough, on the contrary, the wizard is treacherous and invincible on the battlefield, but the current situation makes the wizard seem to have lost most of his specialties in an instant.

During the Battle of Shanhaiguan that year, many battles were lost inexplicably, and many people still do not understand why they lost.

But now, the appearance of a third-rank wizard is enough to make up for all the shortcomings, and there is an unbridgeable gap between the third and fourth grades.

Ilbu stood in the void, looking at the big green clothes on the flagship, he frowned, took out three copper coins, and gave himself a hexagram, the hexagram showed: Ji!

He immediately put his mind at ease and commanded in a loud voice: "Retreat, disperse to defend the official roads, mountains and forests, one team for every hundred people, and one wizard for each team." ”

After giving the order, Ilbu put away the copper coin, and with great speed in both hands, he pinched out a set of tricks, and summoned an unreal phantom in the void, which froze above his head.

Ilb's blood swelled all over his body, and his muscles tore through his robe, turning him into a giant several feet tall.

This giant harnessed the black light and shot towards the flagship, shooting towards Wei Yuan.

On deck, the soldiers turned their guns and crossbows in an attempt to stop Ilb.

Artillery and crossbow arrows smashed into his body, and in front of a third-grade "martial artist", the cannonballs and crossbow arrows could not hurt him in the slightest.

At this moment, the anticipation and joy of the Witch God Sect side contrasted sharply with the worry and anger of the Dabong military.

The momentum of the three-grade "martial arts" is like a sea tide, like a storm, and the green robe blowing is fiercely inspiring, and all the pressure seems to be gathered on Wei Yuan alone.

The man, with gray sideburns and vicissitudes in his eyes, finally raised his hand gently.

Choked the giant's neck.

The five fingers suddenly exerted force, and with a "bang", the unreal phantom above the head of the giant Ilbu exploded directly.

"Courage is commendable!"

Wei Yuan smiled gently.

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PS: Although I complain that I am not good at writing fights, I compare those veteran gods who have been writing fights professionally for more than ten years, and they specialize in the art industry.