A few ruined wells,

It has always been family.

The icy rain fell on the armor, crackling, and falling on the face, with a hidden pain. It seems that the heavens can't bear it, so the tears that drip wash away the sins of the war and the tragedy of the war.

"Ah......... He's the devil, he's the devil......"

In the rain, when the last trace of blood on the bright silver armor was washed away, the wolf-like enemy army dispersed like a frightened bird, except for a few enemy soldiers, whose faces were frightened, and tightened the cold knife in their hands.

Fighting on the battlefield, they are not afraid of death. It's just that, in the face of demons, they are afraid, they retreat.

A touch of bright silver returns to hell, and the two swords in his hands also hook the soul.

The pouring rain made Luo Qingyi, who was out of strength and unconscious, wake up slowly, her face was pale, and the pain in her left arm made it difficult for her to walk.

Luo Qingyi reluctantly stood up, she stood tremblingly beside Tu Mo, not dead, then she would fight with him to the end.

"Poof. ”

The enemy did not dare to step forward, and Tu Mo had a gap at this time to force out the feather arrow embedded in Luo Qingyi's left arm. A mouthful of blood stasis suddenly erupted from Luo Qingyi's mouth, although the pull out of the feather arrow was in an instant, it was just a huge pain, but it made Luo Qingyi's mouth tremble, his body was unstable, he staggered, and fell into Tu Mo's arms.

The armor was cold and hard, but it was what she had always dreamed of.

"I'll send you down. ”

Tu Mo raised his hand and instantly sealed the veins of Luo Qingyi's left arm, stopping the blood gushing out. He looked up at the enemy army at the head of the city, and if he jumped into the city, there would be a good chance of breaking through the gates.

The city gate is guarded by enemy guards, and Tu Mo is alone, even if he is fearless, he can also kill the Quartet. It's just that Luo Qingyi in his arms, the paleness on his beautiful face, is deeply imprinted in Luo Qingyi's heart.

"You're really stupid. ”

Tu Mo whispered softly in Luo Qingyi's ear, his two swords were sheathed, the movements in his hands were very gentle, he hugged Luo Qingyi horizontally in front of his chest, jumped over, and jumped off the city.

After Tu Mo left, the enemy army swarmed up, looking at the back of Tu Mo leaving, they could see death as home, but they felt the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

"This fall, if you want to go up again, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. ”

Looking back, he glanced at the city wall that was cast high in the rain, Tu Mo flew and sent Luo Qingyi back to the camp.

"Young master!"

The soldiers left behind in the barracks, seeing that Tu Mo was in a hurry, got out of the way early.

In the camp tent, Luo Qingyi's clothes were soaked, and under the difference between men and women, Tu Mo had to be as careful as possible, and took off the armor Luo Qingyi was wearing, and there was no daughter in the army, so there was no one to change Luo Qingyi's close-fitting clothes, and Tu Mo only lit the fire and was closer to Luo Qingyi.

The sky was gray, and the camp tent was a little dim, but under the burning of the fire, Luo Qingyi's delicate body lying flat was concave and convex, delicate and full.

"After you wake up, Moyu City will be broken. ”

Tu Mo found a thin blanket and covered Luo Qingyi's body. The peeled armor, Tu Mo did gently put it aside, and then quietly withdrew from the tent and lowered the tent door.

Summoned two defenders and guarded them in front of the tent, and Tu Mo stepped out of the barracks and returned to the battlefield.

"Sons, break through the city gates, take back Moyu City, and find our relatives. ”

The boulder at the head of the city was thrown into the air, and it never fell again, only sporadic arrows broke through the air, and the lieutenant general danced the iron rod in his hand, and then broke it. It was just a forcible siege, but there were heavy casualties, and the corpses piled up were countless, some were crushed by the boulders, some were pierced by ten thousand swords, and some were burned into charcoal by Fan. It's just that on the faces that can still be seen clearly, they all closed their eyes peacefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

They are smiling and waiting for their comrades-in-arms to open their flags to victory, although their bodies are dead, their souls are watching their comrades-in-arms return triumphantly and receiving their relatives.

This is what they want, and what everyone expects.

"Young master. ”

In the rush in the heavy rain, Tu Mo came to the side of the deputy general, staring at the thick city wall, unable to attack it for a long time.

"Go down first. ”

Tu Mo waved his hand and retreated from the soldiers who were attacking the city gate, he raised his hand, pulled out the imperial double sword he was carrying behind him, and held it tightly in his hand. Before, breaking the boulders, fireballs, and the battle at the head of the city, he consumed a huge amount, and at the moment, Tu Mo wanted to break the city gate with one blow.

"Whew. ”

If at the beginning, Tu Mo tried his best to break open the city gate, and the army poured into the city, this could minimize the casualties of the whole army. If this is done, the enemy army is not lost, and there are too many people in the city, which is why war cannot be done alone.

The figures at the head of the city were crowded, and the enemy army was also gathered at the city gate, and behind the city gate, there was a time when the strong city gate could not be resisted.

Tu Mo's mouth spit out a breath of turbidity, he pointed his left sword to the ground, his right sword pointed to the sky, Tu Mo's eyebrows froze, and a shadowless qi soared into the air, isolating the rain from falling.

The Three Swords of the Emperor.

"Imperial swordsmanship, one said, cut the ground!"

Tu Mo's face suddenly turned pale, and his raised right hand slowly fell and tilted.

"Boom!"

There was a huge earthquake at the city gate, and cracks were spreading, but Tu Mo's body was trembling.

"Emperor swordsmanship, two said, slash the sky!"

Tu Mo opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, but the fall of his right hand was as heavy as a thousand jun, Tu Mo clenched his teeth, took a step back, and then fell his right hand embarrassmently.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the stone chips flew wildly, and the heavy city gate was damaged, and the soldiers behind Tu Mo saw this, and their joy was overflowing, they were cheering and shouting.

"Imperial swordsmanship, three said, slash the way!"

"Poof!"

As soon as his right hand fell, Tu Mo was bleeding in an instant, and his body was like a cannonball, and he was blown away in an instant, but when he was about to close his eyes, he saw the gate of Moyu City, and it was finally broken.

The three swords of the emperor, even when Tu Mo was in his heyday, he could barely drop the three swords. Now that he has consumed so much, he can afford to drop two swords, so he will do his best.

This is the next step, if you want to solve the problem quickly, you must also try to avoid too many casualties.

"Young master!"

The adjutant general's eyes were cracked, he hurriedly stepped forward to catch the unconscious Tu Mo, the rain fell, washing the blood stains on Tu Mo's face, and the adjutant general frowned angrily.

"The city gate has been broken, enter the city, kill!"

Leaving the protection of hundreds of people, the deputy general held an iron rod in his hand, and rushed into Moyu City with a unique horse, and the Zhongzhou sons behind him were all excited.

Their young master, the new king of Middle-earth, injured his body in order to break the city and protect them.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

They were furious, furious, they roared, their eyes red, like wild beasts out of their cages, they only knew how to eat meat and drink blood, and they did not know whether they were born or died.

"Kill!"

The enemy troops who were also waiting were also rushing up, their indifference, their madness, and the same death.

If the city is lost, there will be no one left for them to live. The more than 80 bloody human heads, the horror in their eyes that they had never looked at, still lingered in their hearts, and the picture was vivid.

In the siege battle, Zhongzhou Erlang suffered heavy losses, and Tu Mo killed the enemy in all directions above the city, although the enemy army was cold. But under the confrontation between these two armies, in terms of numbers, Middle-earth has little advantage.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

No one flinched, no one was afraid. In the melee between the two armies, the big knife in his hand rolled up the blade, and when he had no weapons, he picked up the big knife of his dead comrade and continued to kill.

Some people, lying in the pile of corpses, still have their last breath, and do not forget to wave their hands that have long been decommissioned.

"Ah............h

They drank blood in their mouths, and they were thirsty, and only the blood of the enemy could stop it. They are hungry, they are hungry, and only the flesh of the enemy army can fill them.

The sons of Zhongzhou all poured into Moyu City, and there were corpses everywhere outside the city, and there were hundreds of people standing proudly in the rain, and they were guarding one person.

There was endless fighting in the city, shouts and killings, and rivers of blood flowed down the streets and alleys of the city along with the rain.

"Kill!"

The smell of blood in the air was like a stimulant, making them look excited, high-spirited, and forget about life and death.