Cheng Ziming returned to the top of the city tower, looking at the prayer immortal flag floating in the air, and there was a flame burning in his heart, which could not be calmed down at all. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

How precious that silver armor was. If Cheng Ziming was not an immortal cultivator, but was in the world, I am afraid that he would not be able to help but snatch it. A piece of armor that is as light as a feather and stronger than a blade represents the cost of saving life in the mortal world, and it is naturally priceless.

It is precisely because the armor of Yinhong armor is very light, so the whole set of armor adopts the design of dragon scale armor, using nearly 10,000 pieces of armor the size of copper coins, connected by Jiao tendons, and densely covered by layers of superposition, forming two sets of armor. A set of general's armor was designed to the size of the tallest and strongest man. There is also a set of war horse armor, which can ensure that the charging war horse is not injured by stray arrows, knives and guns.

Cheng Ziming has long known that the armor pieces on these two sets of armor can be disassembled and reassembled in order to make it easier to adjust the size and adapt to people and war horses of different sizes. In addition, the armor comes with thousands of spare armor pieces to replace and repair them. The entire set of Silver Hung Armor, both in design and material, is the top in this mortal world, and it is worthy of the name of the world's first armor.

No wonder with the status of Wei Shu and Le Liang, if they want to buy Yinhong Armor, they have to work together to raise money. And the county lord even put his own jewelry and dowry into it.

Unexpectedly, after this Yu Yong got the first armor in the world, he would dismantle it directly. I don't know if Wei Shu and Le Liang were so angry that they vomited blood when they heard the news.

While he was thinking wildly, the army of the southern kingdom had all marched under the city of Fengye. The brigade surrounded the four city walls, and for a time the flags were unfurled, and the dense soldiers held swords and arranged into countless phalanxes, and the end of the team could not be seen at a glance.

Facing the south gate of Fengye, it is the main army of the Southern Army. Near the gate were the vanguard of the South, all of whom were heavily armoured infantry wearing heavy armor, swords at their waists, and shields. Behind them were light infantry in soft armor and swords, and some of the light infantry camped together carrying ladders and standing by in place.

In the middle of the procession was a wooden crash car with six wheels in front and rear, and a wooden pavilion built on the roof to shield it from the rain of arrows. Two wrist-thick chains hung from the wooden pavilion, and a long piece of striking wood the size of a wheel hung from it. On the side of the car, two rows of soldiers with wide shields stood each.

Cheng Ziming once heard Peng Ju say that this kind of crash was specially used to attack the city gate. The striking wood on it was designed to break through the city gates.

On both sides of the crash, several rushing cars as tall as the castle tower were lined up in turn. There were eight tall wheels at the bottom of the cart, and next to the cart stood a cart soldier with a shield. There are five floors in the chariot, and on each floor stands soldiers wearing soft armor and holding swords and shields.

Cheng Ziming knew that this kind of rushing car was used for siege. As long as the soldier pushing the cart under the city wall, the soldier on the top of the cart can jump directly from the cart to the city wall. And the soldiers below the top floor can also follow the ladder to the top of the rushing car and attack the city wall one after another. This kind of rushing car has a similar function to a ladder, but it is much better than a ladder.

Once the crash broke through the line of arrows and falling rocks intact, came to the city gate. Then, under the continuous impact, there is a high probability that the city gate will be knocked open.

Once the soldiers of the southern kingdom set up a ladder or rushed into the castle tower, they could directly follow the stairs of the castle tower to attack the inner city. Open the gates from the inner city, and the southern army will rush directly into the city without hindrance. Fengye could no longer resist the Southern Army, and it was completely lost.

Cheng Ziming looked at these siege ordnance, and muttered to himself in his heart: I don't know if the defenders scattered on the four walls can withstand the repeated attacks of these ordnance. Moreover, the southern army is attacking the city on all sides, and the defenders of the city wall on each side will face the attack of crashing, rushing and cloud ladders, as long as one side of the city wall is lost, then the other three directions will become meaningless even if they hold the attack.

Look again at the rear of the besieging army. After the heavy infantry and light infantry, there were arrays of cavalry that sat in the town. In the center is a tall and luxurious carriage, and under the umbrella canopy, a white-faced man wearing a jade crown and richly dressed clothes sits on a wide wooden chair. He looked a little weak, and he was obviously not a martial artist. The man sat casually in his chair, but there was an innate majesty and confidence on his body.

Next to this luxurious carriage were the mounts of various civil and military officials. The two officials, one Wen and one Wu, each rode on their horses and led the rest of the people to gather around the carriage. The general, dressed in heavy armor, was pointing to the castle tower from afar, respectfully saying something to the white-faced man.

From this point of view, this white-faced man is obviously the supreme commander of the Southern Army, and the King of the South who personally led the troops this time.

Cheng Ziming squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully, thinking: This King of the South actually supervised the battle in person, and he thought that he was determined to win this Fengye City.

Surrounded by civil and military officials, the king of the south was the center, and on either side of it were rows of heavily armored cavalry escorts. The soldiers were dressed in heavy armor and rode on horses to show off their might, looking very majestic.

The heavy cavalry was further outward, lined up with light cavalry wearing soft armor and armed with bows and arrows. Each knight wore a broad sword at his waist and a longbow and quiver behind his back. They sat on their horses, reins in hand, waiting for orders.

Cheng Ziming took a few steps forward, came to the edge of the city wall, held the battlement, squinted his eyes, and carefully stared at the phalanx of the light cavalry.

To the right of the heavy cavalry, in the phalanx of the light cavalry, there was a huge plank wagon pulled by fourteen horses. A large flag was erected in the center of the car, and the edge of the red flag was flowing with a golden luster, and it could be seen at a glance that this was the banner of praying for immortals held by the Southern Army.

In addition to this red flag, the most striking thing on the carriage was a golden eagle more than one person tall. The eagle's eyes were sharp, and he saw everything on the city wall from afar. Next to the giant eagle, stood a man all white. He was dressed in white and fluttering, and his silver hair was neatly combed into a bun.

The strange thing is that although the man in white has white hair, his face is no more than twenty years old, and he looks very young. He carried a long scabbard behind him, his hands behind his back, his body straight, his eyes closed, and he stood proudly on the carriage.

There is no doubt that this person is Cheng Ziming's opponent, an immortal cultivator invited by the Southern Kingdom, another spirit disciple who competes with Cheng Ziming for the temple reward.

Cheng Ziming stared at the man in white for a while. This person's whole body was restrained, and he was not wearing any other weapons on his body except for the long sword behind his back. The magic robes he wore were also very ordinary, and he couldn't see any difference from ordinary immortal cultivators.

Cheng Ziming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly warned himself: to stabilize your mind and be cautious. Overestimating and underestimating opponents is a fatally bad habit.

After a moment, Cheng Ziming looked away. From beginning to end, the man in white closed his eyes and recuperated, ignoring Cheng Ziming's gaze at all, and showing no interest in the deployment of the southern army.

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