Black clouds crush the city.

I don't know when, the city of Eternal was full of people.

The city gate was not even closed in time, and the guards could only stand shoulder to shoulder and line up, with half their waists and spears crossed, and intercepted three or four hundred people outside the city with the determination to die.

It's just that how can those people's footsteps stop for these resolute guards!

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the crowd in the front row is literally holding their heads together.

Fortunately, no one has drawn a knife yet, otherwise this road leading to the city would have been buried by corpses.

There are also novices who have just entered the hall among the guards, their hands and feet are still trembling, but they are being pushed behind their backs, and if they don't grit their teeth and move forward, they really can't survive.

But there were no more than fifty guards on the side of the wall, and they were soon flooded by the flood.

Those three or four hundred men didn't even have to use brute force, and they had already pushed the guards backwards.

In the midst of the panic, it was the novices who were unsteady on their hands and feet that collapsed.

And so many more were tripped up.

Immediately a mess.

It's just that the person who came still doesn't care, even if he has stepped on it, even if he tramples someone to death, it doesn't seem to matter.

The guards had no choice but to abandon the corridor and let the crowd in.

Fifty people formed an encirclement around a few hundred.

The children who have been in Moyutang for a long time have sharp eyes, as if they all have tiger might, and they all have the spirit of "killing one without losing money, killing two to earn one", but there are still a few novices, only empty holes are left in their eyes, and death-like despair lingers in their pupils.

The encirclement slid in a semicircle from the left end of the gate to the right end of the gate.

Although it is an encirclement, there is only one layer, and it does not bring a sense of oppression at all.

On the contrary, the crowd slowly poured in, as if it could break the embankment at any moment.

After a brief confrontation, even the old faces in the Ink Rain Hall were raised.

What worries these people the most is not the disparity between people and horses, Junyong City is the backbone of Moyu Hall anyway, and there are five hundred people stationed here, but they are scattered in the huge Junyong City, as long as they are united for a while, they can come with guns. And there are also one or two hundred people in the surrounding crow city, and they will be dispatched over in less than half a day, and when the time comes, they will be able to join forces with the outside, and even annihilate no one left.

What made these veterans tremble was the solemnity of the crowd.

The three or four hundred people did not provoke sharply, nor did they scold, but they were solemn and glared back with the same resolute gaze.

As if telling the people in the Ink Rain Hall not to give up until they achieve their goal.

The strict appearance even outlines people's memories, isn't it exactly what it was like when he was trained under Mu Li's hands!

understood the other party, and sure enough, a few veterans grabbed the novices on their sides.

Although it is a tense atmosphere now, these experienced veterans know that as long as they do not go off the rails, they will not break out into large-scale destruction.

And those who are prone to misfire and cause trouble may be these scared novices.

There was no one within a radius of 100 meters from the entrance of the city, and the people were all invited to the inner city to participate in the lantern festival under the pretext of silence, which made this place seem ghostly and quiet for a while.

The novices sweat on their foreheads, and they also listen to their heartbeats, "poof, poof", every stroke is like torment.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

Three or four novices' empty hearts were finally covered.

It was a fast horse, very urgent, even on slippery ground, there was no desire to slow down.

The quiet city gates seemed to be waiting for everyone to come.