The siege continued, the rolling stones and sassalwoods were still falling, and the corpses of the border soldiers were still falling. Blood flowed, corpses piled up, and the shouts of killing shook the heavens and the earth.

The yellow-eyed monk blended in with the border army and quickly approached the foot of the city wall. He took off his robe and swung it, and before the idle arrow could get close, he was carried by the strong wind and fell to the ground. As for the rolling stones and sassal wood, they are much more dangerous, and the yellow-eyed monk can only dodge quickly with his body.

However, there are too many rolling stones and trees falling from the city, and even with the martial arts of the Huangmei monk, they can't all avoid the past.

In the process of impact, Monk Huangmei was hit several times, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and shot some of those rolling stones and sassalwoods away in time, but did not hit them all.

Rao is like this, and the Huangmei monk is also not lightly injured. Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his left arm was hit by a rolling stone, which fell limply on his shoulder, unable to move.

Once a general is out, a thousand troops are easy, after all, it is just a legend. Ordinary people, no matter how high their martial arts are, they can't confront thousands of troops and horses head-on.

Monk Huangmei proved this with practical actions, his martial arts can be said to have few opponents in the rivers and lakes, but there is not much room for playing in the frontal charge, and there is not much room for martial arts.

"Senior brother, come back quickly!" Monk Huangmu shouted urgently, he could see that Monk Huangmei was coughing up blood, this was already like this before he got close to the city wall, if he continued to rush forward, God knows if he could resist it.

However, the Huangmei monk laughed and said, "Senior brother, you don't have to worry, this injury can't stop my Huangmei!"

As he spoke, he struck even more courageously.

The arrows were like locusts, and the rolling stones were like rain, but the yellow-eyed monk was undaunted, he strode and sneaked, increased his speed to the extreme, and gave up dodging.

During this period, the rain of arrows fell one after another, all of which were shot down by the yellow-eyed monk wielding his robe, and several of those rolling stones and trees hit the yellow-eyed monk. Fortunately, he didn't hit the vital point, and was resisted by his internal strength, and did not cause more serious injuries.

Yue Wudi watched from afar, his face calm, and he only sighed slightly. Such a battle, even if he wants to break through, he doesn't dare to say that he can break through unscathed.

Although the martial arts of the Huangmei monk are high, they have not yet reached his level, so they are naturally very difficult. Yue Wudi felt that it was unlikely that he would succeed, and if he didn't retreat, he might die.

However, Yue Wudi didn't say anything, this was a decision made by Monk Huangmei himself, and no one could persuade him.

At the foot of the city wall, the Huangmei monk finally broke through the defense line of Zhu Ziliu's side and came here.

However, the real danger had just begun, and just as the monk was on tiptoe and wanted to jump onto the city, countless rolling stones and logs fell down on him along the city wall.

This time the intensity was unprecedented, more than a dozen rolling stones, more than a dozen sassal trees, at the same time, smashed down towards the Huangmei monk alone, this is simply nowhere to escape.

Moreover, the Huangmei monk was about to jump up the city tower, his feet were already off the ground, and he couldn't change his body.

It's a game of death!

There was no accident, when those rolling stone trees fell, the Huangmei monk shouted angrily, raised his palm and slashed, hoping to block it, but there were too many rolling stone trees, and they fell from a high place, the potential energy was strong, and the Huangmei monk couldn't stop it at all, he first broke his arm with a bang, and then the whole person was hit by the rolling stone and the wood, and then he was drowned.

"Senior brother!" Monk Huang Mu cried out sadly, who said that the four major members of the family were empty and had no feelings?

"Amitabha!" Monk Huangguan chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and closed his eyes.

The king of Zhennan was hated and shouted: "Chong, take this city pass!"

Yue Wudi's face is expressionless, war, always to die!

Ordinary soldiers will die, and the higher-ups will also die!

At the head of the city, Zhu Ziliu and Wu Santong also sighed, but immediately, Zhu Ziliu regained his calm, no matter what the identity of the Huangmei monk is, one thing is clear, he betrayed the Southern Emperor, then damn it!

The death of the Huangmei monk, although it was concerned by the high-level. But for the entire battlefield, it can only be said that it is just a small splash, and it does not have much impact. Because there are so many people who have died, and the life and death of a person is really insignificant.

Every time an arrow is fired, blood will be splashed, and every rolling stone will fall, and a soldier will fall.

This is not a Xiongguan, but because the border army lacks siege equipment, it has become a dead Jedi that harvests life.

Of course, there were occasional border soldiers who broke into the front of the city gate and struck the city gate with the trunk of the tree they carried on their shoulders, but in the blink of an eye, they were taken care of by the archers and stone throwers on the city tower, and they were shot and stoned to death.

The gates were still strong and not badly damaged.

If this continues, the soldiers of the border army will have to pay the price of tens of thousands of deaths if they want to completely break through this city gate.

Unless, the defenders on the tower ran out of city defense materials before this, but, according to the current situation, this is obviously unrealistic.

Yue Wudi looked at the siege battle in front of him very calmly, blood splashed in front of his eyes, soaking the battlefield, and pieces of corpses kept falling, piling up into mountains.

Most of those corpses belonged to the border army.

This kind of scene, Yue Wudi can watch it coldly, but the king of Zhennan can't be calm, these soldiers can be said to be his family background and the guarantee of his power.

But now, it was so unjustly wasted here that his heart was bleeding.

"Brother Yue," King Zhennan looked at Yue Wudi, hoping that he could help him, kill the head of the city with peerless bravery, open this city gate from the inside, and accomplish what Monk Huangmei did not do.

Although the Huangmei monk failed, the king of Zhennan believed that with Yue Wudi's martial arts, there was still a great hope that he could succeed.

Yue Wudi shook his head, he understood what King Zhennan meant, and he was also somewhat sure that he would be able to successfully rush into the city pass and open the city gate, but he also knew that even if he succeeded, he would definitely pay some price.

In normal times, with his strong physique and self-healing ability, he would not pay attention to the injuries of leisure, but at this juncture, Nandi could appear at any time, and Yue Wudi didn't want to lose his combat power in vain.

It's not only the king of Zhennan who is afraid of the Southern Emperor, Yue Wudi, and he doesn't dare to be careless about the Southern Emperor at all. Only when you really fight can you realize how terrifying the five uniques in the world are.

"I'm going to face Nandi, I want to stay at the top of my game. Yue Wudi just said this lightly, but it made King Zhennan shake, and then nodded heavily. Because, the one who is most afraid of Nandi is actually him.