Jinling!

Chanson sat upright in his chair, he grabbed a piece of meat in one hand, and he ate it heavily.

He didn't have any image, he directly picked up a jar of wine beside him and took a sip directly, he said to the scribe standing in front of him: "Ning thief attacked March, and now the number of attacks has begun to decline gradually,"

"My Jinling city wall is tall and strong, there is no shortage of food and grass supplies, and the soldiers are united, I Qian Sen can defend for two years, and the Kening thief can attack for two years?"

"Ning Thief seems to be powerful, but in fact, the foundation is unstable, even Wang Chong has been holding him back for a few years, as long as the lord drags on for a year, Ning Thief is tired, and other feudal towns will not let go of the opportunity,"

"Yes, as long as this town is held for a year, the Ning thief will be defeated. Chanson stood up, took his handkerchief and wiped his palm, and he strode out of the room, towards the city wall, where he was a military commander and must go every day to inspect the wall.

"Although the number of attacks of the Ning thief has decreased, he will definitely not be willing to withdraw his troops, we must be careful to beware of the Ning thief, and there must be no negligence. Chanson walked on top of the city walls, and he told the defending generals.

"As long as you can hold on for a year, the Ning thief will retreat, and when the time comes, take advantage of the situation to cover up, defeat the Ning thief, and order the south, this south is what I Qian Sen has in my pocket,"

"The last general will never let a thief enter the city, unless the last general dies,"

"Don't die, you want to live, you want to be a marquis and worship the prime minister, and be glorious and rich," Qian Sen patted the military general on the shoulder, and he said loudly.

"The last general will definitely live," the general shouted as he was moved.

Yang Qifeng stood in the barracks under Jinling City, and the scene on the city wall was watched by him, and he had to sigh that this Qian Sen had really become the climate.

The background is not high, but this means of attracting people's hearts is not weak.

This has only been delayed for three years, and such a big enemy has appeared in Jinling City, in exchange for three years ago, how can this Qian Sen have the power to stop Ning Caichen, if he is attached at that time, he is just a general under Ning Caichen, and if he does not obey, he will be killed immediately.

This reminded him of a scene in the big world of "Immortal Dao", and Gong Lang and Cui Cheng wanted to attack Zhao Guangren for this reason, giving Zhao Guangren a few years, and it immediately became the climate, like this Qian Sen.

The onslaught of March, but the morale of the soldiers of this Jinling City is still high, and there is no depression, and this Qian Sen's morale-boosting skills have been full.

If there is no change, it will take at least two years to capture Jinling City.

Jinling has always been the southern capital, the scale is not small, has never played the topography of Jinling, now the terrain is defended by high walls, two years is still fast.

Ning Caichen can't stand spending two years, if he has no other choice, forget it, the key is that Ning Caichen has a choice now.

You must know that this Ning Caichen is now thirty and eight, if there are two more years, this will be forty years old, calm the south, and recuperate, it will take a few more years.

When he started the Northern Expedition in his forties, if it went well, it would be fine, but if it was not smooth, the Northern Expedition was being held, it would be difficult, he was no longer full of sharpness at such an age, and seeking stability was his mentality.

In the past few days, the number of sieges began to gradually decrease, and Yang Qifeng knew that Ning Caichen was going to use the Son of Heaven Dragon Fist.

As Yang Qifeng expected, seven days later, Ning Caichen gathered everyone and gathered in the big tent.

Ning Caichen looked around with sharp eyes, looked at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Breaking the city today, Wu Nan, are you sure to capture Qian Sen?"

"As long as the city is broken, the last general will definitely be able to capture Qian Sen," Wu Nan was stunned for a moment, but then spoke loudly.

"Okay," Ning Caichen nodded, he began to give orders one by one, assigning tasks to everyone, and then he strode out of the big tent directly, and walked outside Jinling City under the support of all the generals.

He was in an excellent position, still some distance away from Jinling City, and the city could not attack him.

Ning Caichen strode a few steps, he stood in front of the army, like standing out from the crowd, with his golden armor, he had already attracted the attention of the soldiers on the city wall.

Ning Caichen didn't speak, where was there any nonsense at the moment, he took a deep breath.

At this moment, if it was changed to the Xuan Fantasy Wind, the generals on the city wall should have laughed, and then said to the left and right: "Is he going to break through Jinling City with one punch?"

"With such a soft fist,"

and so on, but it's a pity that this is not a fantasy style.

This punch is not fast, not slow, not hurried, neutral and peaceful, but it is full of brilliant momentum, this is the Dragon Fist of the Son of Heaven.

With Ning Caichen's waving, the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven began to be extremely consumed, and at this moment, if someone stood on a high place and watched the south, they would be able to see Ning Caichen, the Duke of Wu, ruling the area.

The originally rich dragon qi of the Son of Heaven began to decrease, this is the speed visible to the naked eye, one percent, two percent, three percent, the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven is constantly being consumed.

He seems to be the center of heaven and earth, surrounded by the world, and all things under heaven revolve around him, and without him, heaven and earth will perish, and the world will be destroyed.

Heaven and earth seem to be frozen, the general trend is turbulent, those who follow are born, and those who are against them die!

With a punch, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the towering walls of Jinling City were like sand, and they had collapsed with a light blow.

All the obstructions, no matter what strange stones, formations, or prohibitions, are useless under the Dragon Fist of the Son of Heaven.

With a punch, one of the walls of Jinling City had been wiped out, and it had disappeared cleanly, leaving not even a single trace of ash residue.

The same is true of the soldiers above, who have all evaporated.

The city was broken, and the generals were in an uproar, they did not expect that the city would be broken so easily.

This punch can be called an earth-shattering shock, but in the eyes they looked at Ning Caichen, there was horror and fear, and it was immediately replaced by fire.

This is a scorching look, as if it can melt Ning Caichen directly.

"Kill!"

"Occupy Jinling City," Wu Nan was the first to react, raising the weapon in his hand and shouting loudly.

He took the lead in rushing into Jinling City with his headquarters along the broken city wall, and for the siege battle, the defending side relied on the city wall to defend.

But when the walls were breached, it was when they failed.

Never lost the city wall and can still rely on the inner city to turn over, which involves a kind of heart.

They regard the city wall as a reliance, but after losing it, it must be the result of a collapse of morale, and there is little resistance left, so they fail.

Wu Nan took the lead, and the other generals also rushed into Jinling City according to their prior orders.

Yang Qifeng watched this shocking scene quietly, but he sighed in his heart, this Tianzi Dragon Fist seems to be beautiful, but it is actually a pit.