"It's just a bunch of trash!"
With a snap.
Zhang Aoxue directly smashed a table in front of him.
He couldn't help being angry.
In the same face of the Tyrant Army, they fell into Longpo and directly beat their opponents to the bottom, but after changing to Wollongong, they only insisted on it for three days! !
This is simply a real slap in the face.
However, when Zhang Aoxue led the warlord Zhang Qingyun to personally see the opponent's army of more than 200,000 people at the Longyin Valley Fortress, they cried.
The opponent's strength is not weak at all. On the contrary, it is even the elite trump card of the Overlord. When the two hundred thousand dense black legions launched a vast offensive between the heavens and the earth, the entire Longyin Valley fortress was trembling.
"Go to war!! Hold on to me!!"
Zhang Aoxue roared with his throat, and a volley of the Overlord’s volley made the solid psychic barrier tremble violently. A large number of divine material spars were declared scrapped, and more than 50% of the city defenders began to fight desperately. The immortal energy who urged himself began to charge for the defense formation.
Damn it! !
The opponent is so powerful and such a terrifying legion, how could it be beaten away in Fallen Longpo?
Zhang Aoxue was shocked by the situation in front of him. At this moment, he didn't have the mind to think about what the hell happened to Fallen Longpo. All the damn Yaozi accident, all his mental energy can only rush to the fortress and start his life. The most difficult battle of defense in the city.
That is to say, starting from this day, Longyin Valley has become a bloody battlefield of hell, and the cruel image that fits everyone's impressions finally appeared between the heaven and the earth.
Every day, with the rising sun, the earth will evaporate slices of bloody clouds, which are endless blood seas telling the fierce battle;
Every day, countless creatures from both sides of the battle walk to hell amidst roars and roars, and bite the fragile throat of their opponents before they die;
Every day, this tragic death song called Killing is changing different movements, performing all kinds of heroism and sadness;
Every day is so long.
Every day, it is so desperate.
Zhang Aoxue was so tired that he was about to vomit blood.
Seven days.
However, in just seven days, his city guard coach was as languished as 70,000 years had passed.
As long as the enemy launches an offensive, he needs to run around to command defenses on the walls of the fortress, and sometimes he has to personally intercept the deadly attacks of the opposing fairy king masters. This time, at least four fairy kings came from the Overlord. With Fan's shot, Zhang Aoxue and the three immortal kings under him had almost half of their hair white in just seven days, and they finally managed to hold the fortress without losing it.
but.
The situation is not optimistic.
Because the consumption rate of the fairy crystals used to maintain the defense formation is far beyond the previous estimate, if we continue to fight like this, I am afraid that the entire Dragon Yin Valley will be exhausted in another week, and people will be killed. Completely breached.
The situation is critical and disturbing.
This day is the eighth day of the outbreak of the Great War.
The battle was still indescribably tragic, as if even the clouds on the horizon were dyed bright red with blood, and a bloody rain could fall with just one twist.
Until the evening, the shouting and killing outside Longyin Valley finally became weaker, and Zhang Aoxue stumbled back to his camp, assisted by several generals nearby, and he almost collapsed on his throne. .
"Quickly, take the spirit pill for Master Immortal King!"
The lieutenant next to him yelled anxiously, and the person next to him delivered the elixir. After Zhang Aoxue took it, he finally gasped, and his face recovered a bit of blood.
"General Proud Blood! How is the battle going?"
Zhang Qingyun was sweating profusely next to him. As the warlord, this guy didn't dare to walk up the city wall to supervise the battle. He just hid in the big tent and looked forward to news from outside.
"Water... Water..."
Zhang Aoxue didn't have the energy to answer the question at all, just took the Lingquan held by another person and poured it out.
"Master Overseer, the enemy is too powerful. Today we have lost nearly 3,000 troops..." a lieutenant next to him replied.
"What? Another three thousand dead! You guys are all eating dry food, and the defeated army that others can beat casually will become a powerful opponent here. You, you are all rubbish!! "
Zhang Qingyun roared furiously.
The louder he roared, the more he showed his panic.
Originally this was his'gilded' battle. Not only was there no danger, but he could also appreciate the tragic slaughter of Simon Broken Sky, but he never dreamed that the final outcome would become like this.
The Ximen Duantian family, who died on the verge of death, is now leisurely basking in the sun on Fallen Longpo, while the Longyin Valley where he is located has become a precarious place of death, and it may be breached at any time.
This is nothing short of an old dog!
"enough!!"
Next to him, Zhang Ao, who had finally recovered his anger, drank coldly and stopped Zhang Qingyun's abuse. At this time, he was most afraid of the turmoil of the military.
"Uncle Proud Blood, you have to think of a way! We must not die here!"
Zhang Qingyun rushed over and held Zhang Aoxue's shoulders, the expression on his face was grim and frightened, like a beast that had lost his mind.
"open!"
At this time, Zhang Qingyun's ugliness is such spicy eyes.
Zhang Aoxue pushed away this incompetent young man in the family, but coldly asked: "I arranged for you to send a message to the Tianxiang Immortal King, there is a reply!"
Immortal King Tianxiang is now Zhang Aoxue's only hope.
Longyin Valley can last for three or four days at most. As long as Wangyun City can win the victory, then Tianxiang Immortal King will lead his troops to attack from behind and there will be a chance of victory.
"No, no reply!!"
Unfortunately, Zhang Qingyun's answer was desperate.
"How can this be!!"
Zhang Aoxue's face suddenly became extremely dark.
The fairy king Tianxiang is doing woolen yarn
Even if you haven't captured Wangyun City, you shouldn't ignore Longyin Valley completely!
And it’s been the eighth day, Wangyun City should almost be taken down, even the blood demon Tu Yuanhong has come here, it is reasonable to say that there should be no masters in Wangyun City that can stop Tianxiang’s army...
Speaking of this blood demon, Zhang Aoxue's heart was tight again.
These days, I have been tossed by the Overlord, but I haven't seen the blood demon personally take action until now. He guessed that Tu Yuanhong was waiting for the opportunity to launch a fatal blow to the Dragon Yin Valley. Once he really saw the blood The terrifying figure of the devil is probably the end of the city.
Is it true that I really want to usher in that ending
It's really frustrating!
But at this moment, Zhang Qingyun next to Zhang Aoxue came to the side of Zhang Aoxue again, and there seemed to be a hint of hesitation in his flustered eyes, but he still said what was in his heart:
"Uncle Ao Xue, we still have a way out."
"what?"
"We can ask for help from Fallen Longpo! Don't they have superior combat power? They can definitely save us!"
what! !
You are really shameless! !
Zhang Aoxue was bewildered by this suggestion.
Yes, he was insidious, but that was also for the sake of the reputation and prestige of the Zhang clan, and Ximen Duantian must be put to death.
But he really couldn't make a stab at the front foot, and then went to kneel and lick for help on the back foot.
Not to mention whether Ximen Duantian will send troops to rescue him, Zhang Aoxue only feels that the moment he speaks to others, the whole person is like jumping into a cesspit, and he will be disgusting to the extreme.
"Shut up!" Zhang Aoxue stared at Zhang Qingyun fiercely: "The Zhang family's face has been lost to you, you get out of the tent, and there is no place for you in this tent!"
"Uncle!!" Zhang Qingyun yelled in despair.
"Come on, drag this guy out for me, and confine it for three days!" Zhang Aoxue really didn't want to see this spicy-eyed thing again.
But at this moment, suddenly, a soldier rushed in from outside, kneeling with joy and reporting:
"Report!! Lord Immortal King, the enemy attacked behind the Overlord, and the formation is in chaos. General Deng asks you to go up to the city wall as soon as possible!!"
what! !
Great! !
Zhang Aoxue almost burst his brain blood vessels with excitement.
It's here, it's finally here.
Tianxiang Immortal King and they finally returned from victory!
"Quickly, go up to the city wall!"
Everyone in the tent is almost cheekbones going to heaven with a happy smile at this moment, no one cares about putting Zhang Qingyun in confinement anymore, but let this little bitch rush along with everyone very happily. Go up to the tallest watchtower.
"General Deng, but Immortal King Tianxiang and his army have been killed!!"
As soon as he went up to the tower, Zhang Aoxue flew in high spirits, but the General Deng did not respond immediately.
"General Deng?"
Zhang Aoxue patted the other person on the shoulder.
"En? Lord Immortal King!" General Deng finally came back to his senses: "Look, over there, over there..."
"Is it the reinforcement of the Tianxiang Immortal King?" Zhang Aoxue asked as he glanced towards the horizon.
Then…
He also showed the same masked expression as General Deng just now.
Not only him, but all the generals who came up together have all become sculptures with open mouths. Zhang Qingyun is even more shocked that his chin is hit on the ground, leaving only an incredible mutter in his mouth:
"Then... what kind of monster is that!!"
…
Rumbling.
In the distance, the black and overwhelming Overlord camp has fallen into a panic.
A giant stone puppet that is as tall as a kilometer and towering like a mountain is taking huge steps, step by step towards the direction of the Longyin Valley Fortress.
That terrifying body is like a revived ancient mountain god. The boundless divine power turns into a soaring four-phase spiritual light and surrounds him. The power of the four great beasts becomes the suppression of all the supreme powers, and it directly rushes past. The front line of the 200,000 troops of the Overlord also smashed the opponent.
"So, what exactly is that..."
Zhang Aoxue knew that this huge puppet was definitely not the reinforcement of the Tianxiang Immortal King, and looked a little familiar, but couldn't think of an answer.
It was the general Deng who had good brains, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly yelled:
"Falling Longpo!! That is the outpost castle built by Falling Longpo!! I still remember the style of the spire of the castle, the appearance of the head of the puppet!!"
My goodness! !
Fallen Longpo's outpost castle! !
All the people who heard this answer were shocked and their scalp numb, and they didn't know whether they should be happy or ashamed.
The fortifications were also repaired, the gap is...
Why is the gap so big