The next morning, Su Xiangxue's army immediately launched an attack on the city.
With no rules and no concern for battle damage, Su Xiangxue seems to be piling up with her life, and she will not give up until she wins the city.
However, it turns out that victory is not the only way to win a war without thinking. The average quality of the troops of the Black Snake King and the other four demon kings should have been slightly weaker than that of the Northern Demon Realm and the Imperial Capital Army, but now the latter was killed by Bai Qiuran Most of the time, but the remaining army was stuck in the city. Under the wise command of Prime Minister Yun Kun, they managed to hold the city without saying anything, and they also gained a lot of advantages.
But the failure did not stop Su Xiangxue, and at the same time the next day, she led the army to charge over again, and then swallowed the consequences of the failure again.
For three days in a row, he never gave his soldiers a chance to rest. The city towers of this border city were already piled with the bones of the Western Demon Realm army, and under such a high-intensity attack, there were not many left. The Northern Demon Realm Army and the Imperial Capital Army also suffered losses again.
Three days later, Su Xiangxue still insisted on attacking, but turmoil broke out under her command. Several generals led the troops to revolt against the brutal master.
But it didn't work. Under the huge gap in strength, several demon generals were killed without fighting back, and the troops under their command were directly brainwashed by Su Xiangxue and turned into war puppets. All died here. under the walls of a border city.
On the fourth day, after learning about the fear and despair of war, most of Su Xiangxue's troops defected. They fled the battlefield, fled back, and fled in the direction of the Western Demon Realm.
However, Su Xiangxue didn't care about these deserters this time, she just silently commanded the remaining troops under her command and continued to attack.
Finally, on the fifth day, Su Xiangxue took the remaining twenty or so people and personally came under the city walls of the border city.
The White Fox King also climbed the tower in person to face her last wave of offensive.
In the early morning of this day, the White Bear King who got up early to check the situation in the painting of the Splashing Ink Immortal also found Bai Qiuran lying at the foot of a mountain in the world in the painting, motionless.
There were no more ink-splashing immortals around to attack him. Obviously, even this magic weapon believed that Bai Qiuran had lost the ability to resist.
So the White Bear King hurriedly called the other demon kings to raid the formation, and everyone came to the secret room at the bottom of the city. In this place where hundreds of forbidden formations were set up, the White Bear King carefully removed Bai Qiuran from the fairy map. Shake out.
With a click, Bai Qiuran fell to the icy floor, and the formation in the secret room immediately activated, dozens of restraints were pressed on him in an instant, but Bai Qiuran remained motionless.
The White Bear King cautiously reached out and touched his neck artery, and found that Bai Qiuran's heart seemed to be dead. Inside the Purple Mansion, motionless.
The Flying Tiger King gestured around with his eyes, then suddenly shouted and stepped on Bai Qiuran's hand.
The strength of this foot was so great that the entire city trembled faintly, and the Flying Tiger King rolled back and forth a bit before retracting the sole of his foot.
Several demon king-level existences, look at me, I look at you, and finally, the White Bear King couldn't help but said in surprise:
"Comrades, we succeeded!"
Several demon kings all had happy expressions on their faces, while Prime Minister Yun Kun hurried forward and ripped off the storage bag from Bai Qiuran's waist.
Because there is no real essence, this storage bag does not recognize the owner, and it is basically in a state of free coming and going. Prime Minister Yun Kun can easily penetrate his spiritual sense into it, ignoring the spirit stones and spare clothes inside. , a few jars of immortal wine and a large pile of iron swords, and took out the map fragments that Bai Qiuran had put in the innermost, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
"Is there anything good in it?"
Seeing Prime Minister Yun Kun's actions, several demon kings gathered around and asked.
Prime Minister Yun Kun did not answer, but just showed the storage bag in his hand, and the consciousness of several demon kings penetrated into it at the same time, and immediately, all showed a disappointed look.
"Why are you so poor?"
The Dragon King was full of sighs.
"Apart from these piles of spirit stones, these jars of wine, and a large piece of unprocessed jade, what other things are there? What about magic weapons? What about secrets? What does this pile of iron swords mean? He is a pillar of the human race after all. "
"Maybe he just can't use it at all."
The Ice Bear King took out a few jars of immortal wine in the storage bag.
"Come on, everyone, let's go back tonight for a dinner party and use the wine of this human sword ancestor!"
"Okay, I think that His Royal Highness, the princess who can't fight at all, is about to lose today. After the White Fox King captures her, let's have a banquet together!"
Seeing several demon kings talking and laughing, Prime Minister Yun Kun asked:
"Everyone, what should this swordsman do now?"
"Jianzu's body is hard to hurt by swords, and now we can't kill him under this condition."
The White Bear King pondered:
"First put him in the dungeon, wait until the imperial capital, and then use the furnace in the imperial capital as a weapon to refine him."
Prime Minister Yun Kun hesitated for a moment, feeling that something was wrong.
"Yun Fengge thinks it's safer to put him in the painting of the Splashing Ink Immortal."
"I think so too."
The White Bear King sneered:
"But does Prime Minister Yun think that this ancient fairy treasure is so easy to manipulate?"
"What does the White Bear King mean?"
"In order to drive it, I made a deal with the artifact spirit, supplemented it with the spiritual energy of a whole spiritual vein, and offered hundreds of loyal soldiers as blood sacrifices, which was barely able to drive it to fight for me. Now In order to exhaust the sword ancestor, this artifact spirit has already exhausted its own energy, and if you want to use it again, you must replenish it, where do I go to find spiritual veins and blood sacrifices for it now?"
The White Bear King was quite helpless.
"This... okay."
Prime Minister Yun Kun sighed:
"I'm going to put away the pieces of the map first, White Bear King, where's yours?"
"It's on me, what's wrong?"
The White Bear King subconsciously replied:
"I won't give it to you at this time. When the battle is over, and the waste in the Western Demon Realm is cleaned up, we will open the Demon Emperor Mausoleum together and compete together. Whoever wins will become the Demon Emperor."
"Ugh."
Prime Minister Yun Kun sighed.
"I'd better put away the fragments of this map first."
He turned around and left, and the White Bear King also pulled a few demon kings and walked out laughing.
Several guards walked in, lifted Bai Qiuran, who was lying on the ground, and walked towards the dungeon.
For the demon clan, everything seemed to be developing for the better, but none of them noticed. Bai Qiuran, who was paralyzed and seemed to lose consciousness, moved his ears slightly when he was carried out by the guards. move.