Many little demons are imagining the tomorrow in Maolichang's mouth, and at this moment, suddenly a thunderous war drum sounded, and countless war drums broke out with a huge roar almost at the same time, and in this drum, thousands of torches were cool at the same time, like stars surging towards the tide of Wuji Mountain!

"Drill the wind!" a little demon exclaimed.

"Call the police, Mingjin!" Mao Lichang jumped up from the ground, rushed into the bell tower next to him, grabbed the hammer and struck it fiercely, and the sound of the bell bell immediately resounded throughout the mountain camp.

In fact, there is no need to sing gold, under the sound of this huge drum, many demon pawns have been alarmed, and hurriedly rushed out of the shack, after hearing the bell, they grabbed the blade and rushed towards the wooden wall, instantly filling the entire city wall.

In less than a moment, Quan Zhen, Sanqian and Zhujie Gao had already appeared at the head of the city, standing in front of many demon soldiers, the meaning of their appearance was not only to command the battle, on the other hand, it was to stabilize the morale and belief of the entire army, so that they knew their existence.

The torches began to approach the city wall, getting closer and closer, and all the demon clans grabbed the spears and big knives in their hands, but when they could see each other, they were still startled and a little stunned.

Quan Zhen's face also turned a little pale, because he saw that the demons who were walking in the front were not the demon pawns of the Rakshasa army, but those ordinary little demons, who were holding torches in one hand and a huge kudzu bag in the other, and they were rushing towards the city. Among these people were old demons, female demons, and crippled demons, who came like a tidal wave, and finally covered the river in front of the wooden wall.

The sound of puff and puff sounded, and one by one the demon clan, together with the bag in his hand, all jumped into the icy river, and the little demon in front of him just came out of the water, and was smashed on the head by the little demon who jumped down from behind, and immediately sank into the water......

Layers of demons and cloth bags fell, and in just an instant, the river was cut off and stuffed.

The demon pawns under Quan Zhen's command were pale, and the claws that grabbed the blades rattled, although they were demons, they had never seen such a method of filling the moat with corpses and sand, and even before the war began, they first buried the lives of one or two hundred thousand demon clans.

Needless to say, they are willing to die, and there must be a slope threat in them, so that they have to sacrifice themselves to think that they will be fulfilled!

Zhu Jiegao swallowed his saliva, secretly looked at Quan Zhen, and never dared to give an order, and the same was true of the three coins in the corner of his eyes, although the moat was almost filled, no one dared to give this order.

"Roll the stones, let go!" In the distance, Quan Zhen's cold voice finally came, he finally woke up from the shock, and then immediately responded, with his command, countless little demons threw out the boulders piled up at the head of the city, and smashed into the demon pawn array below.

Took the initiative to jump into the river to die, and the Rakshasa army, who did not make a sound, began to scream, and were knocked down by the boulder rolling wood one by one, but the follow-up demon clan still ran towards the moat desperately, and some of them dragged the injured and undead robes beside them, and ran to the river together, threw the other party into it first, followed by a jump, fell into the bustling river, and was soon smashed into the water by the people who came after.

"Go on, archers ready!"

Jeon Zhen coldly reiterated the order again.

In addition to the rocks and rolling wood, the arrows finally began to appear, and more demon clans were shot, but the demon clans behind the tide continued to ignore it, and continued to rush towards the moat, turning themselves into a piece of filling, with the two sides not fierce fighting, a moat of dozens of zhang was finally filled, and gradually became flat.

The sound of the drums began to change, becoming more intense and high-spirited, and as the drums sounded, the old demons began to disperse at both ends, expanding the area of the filling as much as possible, and as they dispersed, in the distance opposite the filling section, there were traces of the sturdy Rakshasa army.

In the face of the death in front, the faces of those strong demon clans did not change at all, they just looked at them coldly, they didn't care about these deaths and injuries at all, the death of these old and weak women and children can open up a channel for them in the shortest time and at the lowest cost, reduce the deaths and injuries of the strong, and save food - since this is an inevitable death, then don't be sad!

Now that the passage is open, it's time for these soldiers to come out.

Yang Yu and Yu Yu took the little demon, frantically rushed towards the city wall, they relied on the simple ladder or long stick in their hands, as long as they put on it, they could attack the city, and there were already small demons with climbing ability mixed in, all kinds of means, launched a crazy attack on the city.

Yu Xiaolin's eyes looked coldly at the dead and wounded fighting on the city, tilted his head slightly, his gaze inadvertently swept over the Rakshasa King sitting on the high chair beside him, and suddenly a smile surged in his heart.

This is a fake, just a little demon who can change here, the real Rakshasa King has already mixed into Wuji Mountain, and his goal is to sneak up on Quan Zhen and kill him.

Today's offensive is like a tide, but in essence, it is just a cover for the assassination of the Rakshasa woman!

The sheep quickly approached the city wall with the tide of demons, and when the other demons began to climb one after another, he just kicked his feet, and then flew into the middle of the middle, and the spear in his hand stabbed the wooden wall like lightning, and then he picked it up and raised it, and his body flew away with his strength, and fell straight to the wall.

Without waiting for the sheep to land, a long whip swept by, and suddenly shot at his chest and abdomen, and the person who made the move was the three coins who arrived in a hurry, and the distance was still insufficient, so he could only use his demonic power to shoot the long tongue quickly.

The sheep had not yet stood still, and could not exert its strength, so it could only roll on the spot with the momentum of its own landing, narrowly avoiding the whip, but how could the tongue of the three coins be comparable to that of an ordinary blade? Although the blow missed, the tongue immediately circled like a spiritual snake, and flipped and swung again.

But the circle was a little large, and gave the sheep a little space, and he didn't wait to get up before he stood up, and shook and swept it, and the end of the tinkling sound collided with the whip.

The sheep monster screamed, and its whole body flew out of the city in an instant, as if it had been hit by something.

How can the tongue caused by the demonic power of the three coins be so simple?

Sanqian laughed, jumped up suddenly, fell backwards and chased after him, and opened his mouth again......

The sheep that fell in mid-air turned around, the spear stabbed out, he completely ignored the other party's whip, and went straight to his waist - both of them fell, if he was injured and landed, he would return to his own hands, but if the three coins were injured, there was only one way to die!

The sheep's mind is not clear, but all kinds of reactions in the battle are really fast, and they should become appropriate.

Seeing that the spear was menacing, the long tongue changed direction, and it continued to stab out like a spear, and it continued to interplay with the spear in the hand of the sheep. In the jingle sound, the sheep's fall was faster, but Sanqian took advantage of this to slow down his body a little, and the falling momentum was slightly blocked.

If this continues, the sheep can only fall to the ground, and even if he does not die, he will lose half his life.

They are all people with extremely rich combat experience, although they are ordinary or will be confused and stupid, but if they really want to go to the battlefield, they are all old foxes, and all kinds of methods emerge in an endless stream, and the slightest negligence is a dead end.

In the fall, the sheep suddenly whistled.

With the whistle, dozens of little demons rose from the ground, avoiding the sheep, each waving the blade in his hand, and swarming towards the three coins!

Two long knives suddenly appeared in Sanqian's hands, and the long tongue in his mouth was swept out like a whip, swishing on the wooden wall, and the whole body echoed, and the long knife in his hand swished and slashed towards the little demon - he relied on the long tongue to take root on the city wall, and immediately regained the advantage, and the long knife instantly slashed the two demons' bodies, screaming and falling.

But the other little demons took this opportunity to dodge far away, and fell back to the ground with the sheep.

Looking at the fire-breathing sheep at his feet, the three money monsters laughed a few times, his head and neck moved, and his whole body rose into the sky like a meteor and fell back on the city.

The two sides fought for only a short moment, but each other's advantages and disadvantages were constantly changed, and in the end, they all returned to nothing.

More and more demon pawns approached the city wall, set up a wooden ladder, and the all-out attack was finally launched on the front city wall, and the attack was no longer those old and weak women and cripples, but replaced by tens of thousands of elites, mixed with countless mob demons, surging up, bringing the crowd tactics to the extreme.

The camp of Wuji Mountain was originally a simple walled city, although it was constantly reinforced, but it was not as tall and strong as the city wall of the human race, and the siege method chosen by the Rakshasa army was also the most vicious, although there were heavy casualties, but now in terms of their number, it is only a drop in the bucket.

The corpses began to pile up under the city wall, and at this time, some demons who could drill into the ground, excavate, and gnaw wood were driven out and began to destroy the wooden wall from the roots.

In just a short time, the city wall of the entire camp was greatly impacted, in front of the demon clan swarming like a tide, a tug-of-war was launched on the city wall, and the city wall began to show all kinds of demon magic to each other, and for a time the two sides came and went, fierce and extraordinary.

Some places were breached, but they were immediately filled with witchcraft, some places were attacked, but then they were driven down, and in some places, the fighting was fierce, but suddenly there was no one, and the next moment both sides were filled up in an instant, and they fought again......

Every inch, every place, is bleeding and fighting, is constantly grinding flesh like harvesting life, since the two sides are part of the flesh millstone, and the flesh and blood in the flesh millstone, constantly wear off, both wear each other, but also harvest themselves.

Even the chief of Mao Li has been transferred to the head of the city, and the whole city has become a mess, and the drill wind everywhere is constantly sending the soldiers under the city to the city, no matter who it is, no matter what it is, all of them are transferred.

Because of the crazy offensive of the Rakshasa Army, although the corporal under the command of Quan Zhen had the advantage, they were gradually chaotic and exhausted, and the entire lineup was gradually chaotic......