The arrows shot fewer and fewer, the stones fell more and more stagnant, and the people at the head of the city became more and more silent.

From general soldier to soldier.

Looking at the black wave under their feet, and feeling their city tremble under the lap of the black waves, they were powerless to protect their city.

"General!"

"Father?"

It was Yu Hua who shouted the general, and it was Han Sheng and Han Chang who shouted his father.

Bai Jing just watched, watching quietly, and did not come out with a sword.

The power of mortals, the grasshopper shook the tree, but it shook a city.

Nezha never fought, and he never swords.

Can Nezha kill the head of the city? Yes!

Can he use his sword to kill?

If they can, they follow their hearts.

Cultivating the Tao and cultivating the mind, the cultivator is higher than the mortal and finds the original heart when he sees the heaven and the earth.

Heaven and earth are outside, and the heart is inside.

In the Tao is the heart of the Dao, and in the sword is the heart of the sword.

Observe the heart of heaven, feel the center of the earth, and keep your heart.

Refining the sword, refining is a pure sword heart, let go, and keep it.

Only by holding on to it can I let go, and when I take out the sword, the world will be fine!

"Down town!"

Han Rong's voice was hoarse.

"Prepare for war!"

Han Rong gritted his teeth.

"Yes!"

The main battlefield was moved from the city to the inside and outside of the city separated by a wall, the five-meter-thick city wall Han Rong didn't believe that anyone could break through it from the outside, but today Han Rong is no longer so confident, one day can't be broken, it doesn't mean that it can't be broken in ten days, it doesn't mean that it can't be broken in ten days, it doesn't mean that it can't be broken in January, this city can be built by people, it can be broken by people, 170,000 people hit like a tide, the city will be broken, it's just a matter of time.

Through the thick city walls, the people in the city could hear all the voices outside the city, one by one majestic and powerful trumpets, the wheels of the car pulled back and slammed into the city wall, and every dull sound that hit their hearts, the earthquake trembled, the ground shook the city, and the dust fell!

The city is about to be broken.

On the eighth day the gates were broken, and you saw me, and I saw you.

The three-foot-thick city gate was dilapidated, leaving the city of love and affection, life and death, the three giant trees at the top gate were pulled out from the outside, and the stones of the city were removed one by one, they wanted to come in, they wanted to enter the city!

The old man on the horse moved, because the city was broken!

The old man had an extra whip in his hand, and there was a beautiful little brother in front of the old man who stepped on the hot wheels and held a fire-tipped gun.

The hot wheels forward, the green horses forward, and the army behind the old man moved forward together.

The fairy sword jumped and roared, and the spotless young fairy boy in white clothes smiled and said softly: "Don't worry." ”

He stood on Han Rong's left side, and on his right was Yu Hua, who was riding a fiery-eyed beast, and Han Sheng Han was in front of him, and he had never ridden a horse like him.

Behind him, 60,000 armor soldiers are densely packed, separated by thinner and smaller stone mountains, and the generals will meet with the handsome, the generals, and the eyes.

The five-meter-long gate of the city was cleared, a vacuum area, a narrow battlefield, and no one stepped into it first.

At this point, there is no need to be preemptive.

The green onion horse stepped forward, "General Han, step forward and speak." ”

The old man's voice was calm.

Han Rong slapped his horse forward and clenched his fists, "I don't know what advice Prime Minister Jiang has for you?"

Jiang Ziya pointed to the dilapidated city gate lying on the ground and said, "The city is broken." ”

"So what?" Han Rong raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Ziya smiled and said, "The general may not know that five years ago, Poor Dao went out from this city gate to Xiqi, and at that time, Poor Dao touched this city gate, which is really good!"

Han Rong's pupils contracted, and when he thought of something, he scolded angrily in a low voice: "Being old and not dying is a thief!"

But he believed the old thief could hear it.

Jiang Ziya didn't care, and said to himself: "Poor Dao came out of Chaoge, knowing that he would go back one day, all the way through the five levels, stop-and-go, Poor Dao knew that it was easy to go out, but it was difficult to come back, so I listened to it more and looked at it more, Han Rong, you are a person, you are a general, but you are a good person, if you are willing to surrender, the old man will ensure that you will not lose the position of the chief soldier of Bishui Pass." ”

Han Rong was slightly stunned.

"Father, don't believe him!"

"Yes, we killed so many of him......"

"Is your dad a fool!"

Han Rong turned around and roared.

Han Sheng shook his head, "No. ”

Han Chang nodded.

Han Rong blew his eyes and glared.

The solemnity is broken, and the eccentric atmosphere spreads.

Han Rong turned back to Jiang Ziya and said: "Han Rong is afraid that the national teacher will turn back to Han Rong to settle accounts, and the prime minister can't beat the national teacher, when the time comes, the wind, rain and cold are small, I am afraid that the national teacher will turn back and forth, Han Rong is old, and he can't afford to toss, unlike you, the prime minister, you can't vomit for ten days and half a month!"

The generals behind Han Rong burst into laughter, relieved of their anger, the general's words were absolutely unstoppable, relieved.

Jiang Ziya smiled, turned the horse's head, and retreated.

Because there is no solution, there are some words that are unsolvable, and it is useless to say more.

Han Rong also returned to the horse because he knew that he was going to start.

"Father, why don't you let them in......?"

"Fart!" Han Rong glared, turned his head and ordered: "Don't let a soldier go!"

The door hole was surrounded for a moment, and the hands were full of long guys, and the front crossbar was locked to block the horse, and people came to kill, and horses came to kill horses!

If I don't go out, you don't want to come in, this is Han Rong's method, the door is broken and blocked by people, and the city is broken and people are used to make up for it, in a word, if you want to come in?

It's simple, but it's practical.

Jiang Ziya went back but didn't attack immediately, he called Nezha, pointed to the deepest black hole on the city wall and said, "Break the city, or break the formation?" ”

Nezha looked at the armor soldiers who were surrounded by water at the gate of the inner city, and said with a lack of interest: "Break the city." ”

Jiang Ziya smiled and nodded, just thinking to him, he was trying to open one more hole.