A column of soldiers walked out of the open gate.

The gray sky overflowed between the painted armor and the cold blades.

Xu Ruo, who was wearing chain silver armor, lightly kicked the mount under him with his elbow.

The snow-white, handsome god horse opened his mouth and hissed lightly.

The white horse carried Xu Ruo and walked forward.

The slender horses' hooves dotted on the soft meadows, and some of the tender stems and leaves cracked under the weight, dripping out a puddle of green juice.

The green juice and mud were soon trampled into the dirt by countless pairs of feet.

The rainy season is approaching, and the flowers are gone.

The meadows, which had become silent, trembled at the feet of forty thousand soldiers.

Swords and shields surrounded archers and soldiers with long weapons.

The infantry gathered around the slow-moving chariot group.

There was no cavalry.

There were only seventeen men on horseback.

Some of the horsemen came from the barren desert with little arable land, and some came from the valleys where there were abundant products but could not be self-sufficient.

But most of them come from the cracks between the realms and borders.

The horsemen were dressed in different clothes, the best were dressed in Cheng Liang fish scales, and the worst were wrapped in thick linen.

The horses were armed with a variety of weapons, the best armed with jade iron soldiers, and the worst armed with bone axes and mallets.

But whether it is a noble jade or a crude animal bone, there are runes painted on it.

In the hands of the horsemen, they all hold spirit soldiers.

Seventeen men on horseback. followed side by side behind Xu Ruo.

In the marching army, the soldiers had different armor and different weapons.

The ranks were chaotic, but orderly.

Yougen watched with a solemn face, and walked out of the gate to the army of Ningchuan.

He straightened his face, gritted his teeth slightly, and his eyes gradually became soaked in gold.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the camp.

He saw a pile of scattered air currents on the railing of the gate.

Thirteen practitioners were standing on the doorrail.

The cultivators of all the counties have seen that there are roots.

Xu Ruo pulled up the reins. The royal envoy stopped with his snow-white steed.

He looked at Yougen standing on the edge of the tower. Neither eye blinked.

The indigo wind yuan surged across Xu Ruo's face, and the cyan glow passed through the gap between Cheng Liang's silver armor.

The fear that lingered in his heart made him tremble uncontrollably.

The weight of the hammer on his guts barely made it impossible for him to grasp the hilt of the saber that hung diagonally at his waist.

There was nothing unusual on his face. Secretly driven to float on the surface of the body hazy green yuan. constituted one after another protective air curtains.

He couldn't help but use his trembling right hand. Drew the saber from its scabbard.

The undulating wind element was wrapped in a narrow sword body, like a static cyan vertical flame.

The tip of the sword, wrapped in green flames, pointed twenty miles into the distance. The board wall of Ningchuan was closed.

Haruka pointed to Yougen, who was standing on the castle tower, holding the blade of the knife in both hands.

When man is willing to lay down his life.

What is fear?

Xu Ruo had a cruel smile on his face, and the arm holding the sword no longer trembled.

He shuddered all over him.

"The whole army, the whole formation!"

"Forward!"

With the blessing of vitality, the howl is like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, resounding through the wasteland.

Ringing under the dark clouds.

Behind Xu Ruo, seventeen horsemen with spirit soldiers in their hands turned their horses and looked behind them.

Seventeen horsemen faced the 40,000 soldiers and raised their spiritual soldiers.

The cavalry generals pointed the spirit soldiers at Ning Chuan.

The cavalry roared, commanding the officers who had taken up the ranks.

40,000 soldiers quickly formed a formation.

The wooden ladder for building the wall, the arrow tower for climbing the wall, and the wooden mallet for rushing the door.

The siege weapons were transported out of the camp by the soldiers.

Of the 40,000 soldiers, 30,000 were divided.

30,000 soldiers formed two phalanxes.

The phalanx moved towards Ningchuan.

Xu Ruo, with seventeen horsemen and ten thousand soldiers, followed the two parallel phalanxes and moved to Ningchuan.

Until the soldiers at the front of the two formations, only four miles away from Ningchuan.

Forty thousand soldiers came to a halt.

After a little formation, the two phalanxes composed of 30,000 soldiers suddenly dispersed.

The soldiers in the phalanx were all in groups of fifteen, and each group had a wooden ladder, and the distance between the groups was large, almost two meters.

Soon, all the soldiers in the two phalanxes walked towards Ningchuan.

The 30,000 soldiers walked faster and faster, and gradually began to jog.

Thirty thousand soldiers were beaten, and two thousand groups resisting the wooden ladder were getting farther and farther apart as they ran.

looked at the soldiers running towards the wall outside Ning Chuan, looked at the soldiers who were still staying in place four miles away, and looked at Xu Ruo, who was standing in front of 10,000 soldiers with green glows all over his body.

Yougen raised an eyebrow slightly, squinting and silent for a moment.

Skirmishers?

Cannon fodder?

Wrong.

Yougen frowned slightly, raised his head in some confusion, and looked at the camp thirty miles away, which had closed the gate of the village.

He glanced at the wooden railing above the gate of the village, and the thirteen cultivators who were holding armor-piercing weapons.

He was silent for a moment, the wrinkle between his brows becoming more profound.

He turned his head, facing the wall of Ningchuan Gorge, and shouted, "Release!"

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", ......"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!",

Countless rocks rose into the air.

The rocks flew out of Ningchuan and landed on the wasteland.

It fell to the running soldiers.

"Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", ......"Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "T

The kinetic energy of gravity is used by the rock to easily break up the soft soil and kick up the dust.

Even though the distance between the groups had been narrowed, the 30,000 soldiers were still smashed.

Blood soaked into the smashed earth, and the corpses of broken limbs lay in the pit out of which they had been smashed.

Of the 30,000 soldiers, more than 600 were lost in the stone rain.

The two phalanxes gradually converged into a long river, and the distance between the groups against the wooden ladder became farther and farther.

Every group is getting faster and faster.

Seeing that they were rushing towards Ningchuan, the sparsely arranged soldiers did not slow down, and Yougen pursed his lips slightly.

"Put!"

Through the blessing of vitality, the sound of the command resounded inside and outside Ningchuan.

Five minutes later, the rock was in the air again.

30,000 soldiers, and more than 900 people, the speed is still unabated.

"Put it again!"

There are 123 catapults placed behind the slab wall.

The cable car is divided into three sections, each with forty-one parts.

Each section of the cable car is arranged in a different position.

Therefore, Liu Jun's catapult cable car can be projected as far as three miles outside Ningchuan.

Recently, it can be one mile outside Ningchuan.

This time, the coalition army invested 30,000 chieftains to besiege the city.

In order to prevent the stone rain from falling, the chieftains followed the proposal of the cultivators of the eight counties, and deliberately thinned the siege formation of 30,000 people.

But the front of 30,000 soldiers was also extended.

After the rock was vacated three times, losing nearly 2,000 soldiers, the chieftains, who were regarded as slaves by the cultivators of the Eight Counties, finally rushed through the range that Shi Yu could reach.

But when they rushed to a distance of two miles from Ningchuan, they ushered in three waves of rocks smashed into the air.

There were nine waves before and after, and more than 5,000 people were lost.

The soldiers besieging the city finally arrived in front of the board wall. (To be continued......)

PS: Yesterday I worked a sixteen-hour shift.

Today it finally stopped.