In the early morning, the foggy sky has not yet been completely brightened, just a touch of fish belly white, which seems to dye the sky with a layer of golden silk edges, which is beautiful.

The horse that stepped down was restlessly twisting its head, and its four iron hooves were trampling lightly on the spot. The assembly of the army was orderly, they held cold iron weapons in their hands, and their movements were uniform.

"Today, I will take the charge to capture Moyu City and save my people from fire and water in Zhongzhou. ”

On top of the war horse, Tu Mo in a set of bright silver armor, a white cloak danced behind him, the emperor's double swords were held in his hands, and Luo Qingyi was standing at his side.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The soldiers' expressions were excited, and they slapped their chests with the body of the cold knife, in Moyu City, their children lived, and their families were in the same middle continent, but they were separated from each other, and they could only look at each other from afar.

The iron body protects my dearest, the blood is scattered on the battlefield, and the heroic soul is loyal to my country!

"Hey-ha!"

The marching formation of the army was arranged in a fan-shape, the feathered arrows were wound, the boulders were in place, each performing its own duties, and so on.

Tu Mo sat upright on the horse, standing proudly in front of the formation, Luo Qingyi followed closely, and the deputy general was paraded.

"Knock Knock Knock ........."

The beating of the war drums played a sonorous and powerful war song, which also opened the beginning of the war.

"Shoot the arrows. ”

At the sound of an order, the rain of arrows covered the sky and the sun, and the black pressure was nailed to the city wall, piercing the residential buildings in the city, but fortunately, the people in the city evacuated the war zone early and gathered in the corner of one side in panic.

The rain of arrows crackled and fell, but the defenders of Moyu City had already taken precautions, and the sonorous sound was endless, and they did not effectively shoot the enemy army.

"Stone-throwing!"

The boulders were heavier than a thousand jun, thrown from the ground, cut through the sky, and smashed on the city wall, the wide and high cast city wall trembled, and the presentation of large pits kicked up the dust in the sky. The huge boulders rolled down, and the houses in the city collapsed suddenly, and they were devastated and in disarray.

The defenders, who couldn't hide, could only widen their eyes, and were crushed into flesh by the boulders, and blood burst out, scattered among the ruins.

"Attack!"

Tu Mo drove down the war horse, taking the lead, and the soldiers behind him abandoned the catapult, held the soldiers in their hands, supported the defense, and stepped forward step by step.

"Boom...... Boom ........."

A siege giant tree was carried by hundreds of soldiers, and it slammed into the heavy gate of Moyu City one by one. Layers of dust spilled out of the cracks in the gates during the impact, but the heaviness of the gates and the reinforcement of the defenders were not so easy to break.

"Kill"

Large stones were thrown from the city wall, and they were instantly killed and injured.

The wheels of fireballs rolled down, disrupting the uniform army, the heat scorching the skin, and the lines of fire left along the way burned the clothes on their bodies.

The arrows rained down like drops, and the people carrying the siege giant tree were killed and injured more than half of them in an instant, and the people behind stepped on the corpses of their comrades, gritted their teeth, and lifted the siege giant tree in their hands and hit the city gate.

Wailing all over the field, the death was fierce and tragic, and the siege war should have been a roundabout, delaying, cutting off the enemy's supply, and focusing on attrition. It's just that the reinforced Moyu City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and Tu Mo is in a hurry.

Time, if you capture Moyu City, Tu Mo can wait, if you can't capture Moyu City, Tu Mo can't wait.

In a hurry, then it will be broken at all costs.

The most ruthless is war, war is a bloody road paved with thousands of dry bones, how can there be mercy at all!

"Kill!"

Tu Mo jumped forward, his face was expressionless, and when the emperor's double sword in his hand waved, the sword qi dao, smashing the big stone and fireball that were thrown down, but there were too many of them, and he in the realm of martial arts masters was also a little difficult to deal with, and the rest of the fall also caused a lot of casualties to his own army.

Not to mention the rain of arrows.

"Tu Mo, I'm here to help you. ”

Luo Qingyi's expression was as usual, she held the Qiushui sword in her hand, tapped a few times on the city wall, went to the city, a lone shadow, and killed all directions at the head of the city, the arrow rain was gone, but Luo Qingyi was deeply encircled.

Her body was stained with blood, and she raised her sword in her hand, and she no longer had good thoughts and kindness.

"Come, break through the gates quickly. ”

The adjutant general's eyes widened angrily, if the city gate could not be attacked for a long time, no matter how many people came, they could only die in vain.

An iron rod, very heavy, but in the hands of the lieutenant general, it was as light as nothing, and he swung the iron rod and knocked away the falling boulders and fireballs, but this was not enough.

The giant tree also slammed into the city gate again and again, and the people who carried the giant tree also changed round after round. The corpses of their comrades were piled up under their feet, and they had no time to take care of them, so they could only step on their corpses with tears in their eyes.

"Luo Qingyi, quickly retreat. ”

The boulders are endless, the fireballs are constant, Tu Mo is lacking in skills, if he leaves, let alone breaking through the city gate, it is not allowed to evacuate safely. It's just that Luo Qingyi's killing face above the city head is a little numb, the enemy army can't kill endlessly, can't cut it inexhaustibly, and goes forward and follows, this is a crowd tactic.

The expression on Tu Mo's face finally fluctuated slightly.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Luo Qingyi shook her head indifferently, she was just a first-class martial arts master, and she was far from Tu Moxiang. Soon, the internal force in her body was disordered, her breath was unstable, and her face was slightly pale.

The bright cold knife slashed and slashed, under the fierce and fearless charge of the enemy, Luo Qingyi was a little difficult to resist, she clenched her silver teeth, there was no way to retreat, a feather arrow passed silently, Luo Qingyi couldn't dodge, her left arm was instantly penetrated, and the armor she wore on her body was finally dyed with her own blood.

"Humph!"

Under the injury, Luo Qingyi's expression became even paler, and she snorted, ignoring the feather arrow that pierced her left arm, but she never took a step back at her feet.

Bloody battle in the city, Luo Qingyi wanted to buy enough time for Tu Mo.

"General Guan, pay attention to the falling rocks and fireballs on the top, and speed up to break through the city gate. ”

Luo Qingyi, whose helmet was cut off, fell down with three thousand green silks, dancing with blood, and some of the green silks were stained with blood and clinging to his neck. That single shadow, with a blood-stained posture, for Tu Mo, he was fighting alone, deep encirclement, not afraid of life and death.

"If you are alone, I will make it easy for you to stay and fly. ”

When I first saw it, these were the words that Luo Qingyi said, but at this time, it was like a thunderbolt exploding in my ears. Tu Mo shouted, gave up the moment, turned over and hit the city wall, jumped up, and went up to the city wall.

"No mercy!"

Luo Qingyi's body staggered, his left arm hung weakly, blood flowed, until his fingertips dripped down, the hand holding the sword, trembling, or the sword fell blood, there were enemies, there were their own.

Luo Qingyi, who was injured too much, fought for his life, and never took a step back, the weakness of the blood-stained lone shadow was so strong.

"Luo Qingyi, why are you so stupid!"

Above the wall, a sword flashed, and the enemy was cut off at the waist, and blood spurted like a gushing outlet. Tu Mo stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Luo Qingyi's waist, but it was rare to show a touch of tenderness.

"Tu Mo, you're here. ”

It seemed to be a dream, his eyes were heavy, and his whole body was out of strength, Luo Qingyi was unconscious, and the sword in his hand to kill the enemy was still tightly grasped.

"Well, I'm here, you can rest for a while, and when you wake up, the war will be over. ”

Tu Mo's movements were very gentle, and he kicked away the corpse under his feet with his foot, and slowly put Luo Qingyi down. When he turned around, Tu Mo's eyebrows were full of anger, his face was like frost, and as far as his eyes could see, he made the enemy a few steps back.

"Tu Mo!"

This is a killing god, how many old friends are hated in his hands, surrounded by enemy troops, they are not afraid of life and death, but they are hesitant at the moment.

"Kill! Break the gates!"

Under the city walls, the sound of wailing, shouting and killing, the sound of shaking the sky, and the sound of the city gate crashing were much faster.

If the city gate is broken, Moyu City will be lost, which is what they dreamed of, and it was also made by them with blood and tears.

An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood!

"What are you afraid of, there are so many of our brothers, he is just one person, kill!"

On the city wall, the water could not be drained, and there were more and more enemy troops, and I don't know who shouted angrily, so that they hesitated to move forward, and they looked hideous and didn't want their lives.

"Kill!"

Tu Mo's eyes are like nine shadows, his face is like hell, his figure is like a ghost, like an Asura in hell, he is ruthless, and the double swords in his hands are also ruthless, for a while, the broken arm flew wildly, fell under the city, and the blood surged, staining the city red.

A white cloak cried blood, but the enemy army couldn't enter Luo Qingyi ten steps.

"Boom......... Boom ........."

Dark clouds pressed over the realm, and lightning and thunder roared in an instant, which also made the battlefield even more depressing. It seems that God can't bear it, and he doesn't want to see this Shura-like scene, and the heavy rain is pouring down, washing away the blood on the city wall and the ground, and also diluting the pungent smell of blood in the air.

"Ah......... My hands!"

"Six Sons ....................."

People are like mustard, one after another fell down one after another, piled up at the head of the city, which also made the head of the city more crowded, and in desperation, the enemy army had to step on the corpse of the deceased friend, or throw the corpse under the city.

The enemy's eyes were red, they were crazy, there was only one man, but he killed so many of their siblings, and he was so cruel that he swore to eat his flesh and blood.

They are also afraid, but they are not afraid of life and death.

"Hahaha........."

There are too many people, with one enemy and a thousand, to the end, Tu Mo laughed bloodily, and then under the washing of the rain, the bright silver on the armor bloomed again.

Tu Mo's back was pierced by a feather arrow, which was a dark arrow, which was originally shot at the unconscious Luo Qingyi.

"You really deserve to die, you're all going to die!"

Tu Mo raised his head and laughed, he was a little exhausted, but it was not something that the enemy troops on the city wall could resist.

The rain fell soundly, the wind passed without a trace, and Tu Mo's figure was a little sluggish, no longer light as a ghost.

"Puff puff ........."

The fierceness of the wind and rain, Tu Mo also killed fiercely, he was wounded in many places, but the enemy soldiers who killed were terrified, and the enemy was terrified!

Blood, mixed with rain, flowed. Tu Mo's frantic battle, the figure holding the double sword, under the reflection of lightning, how terrifying it was.

Some of the enemy jumped down from the city and ran away in search of death. Some people throw away their armor and die.

They didn't want to, but they were really scared by Tu Mo. The cold killing intent that seemed to be the substance, the coldness and ruthlessness, seemed to really come from hell.

Kill resolutely, treat human life like a mustard!