Wang Dong only left Huangcheng for a few months, but when he came back, he could hardly recognize the appearance of Huangcheng. It was not that Huangcheng was in bad shape, but that Huangcheng was originally surrounded by mountains and reflected by five moats.
But now there are thousands of ravines, more than a dozen warships are suspended in the sky, huge siege equipment on the ground is set into the clouds, siege crossbows more than ten meters long are constantly spitting out cold light, and the arrow strings are full It requires ten warriors to pull it at the same time, and every fluctuation of the arrow string can make the air tremble.
"Whoosh!"
A cloud-penetrating arrow left the string, like a wild horse running wild, spinning wildly, and you could clearly see the white tail left in the air by its trembling.
"Pfft..."
On the deserted city, a warrior master couldn't dodge and was hit in the chest. He was dragged ten meters out by the huge inertia and nailed to the tower behind him.
Such a scene is chilling. You must know that he is a martial master. He is enough to dominate outside. But here he was nailed to death with an arrow. It has to be said that it was absolutely unimaginable before.
Wang Dong's eyes were slightly cold as he stared at those huge crossbows and saw some clues. The arrows were actually made from the Dragon Jiao Sutra, and the crossbows were made from the finest Bichi bone. Both of these were ancient exotic beasts.
"It's something left over from ancient times. Is this dynasty so old?" Wang Dong climbed up the tower and asked Bai Xiaosheng beside him.
Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said: "Although this dynasty has a long history, it is only less than a thousand years old at best. It should not be inherited, but the ancient weapons cache somewhere was discovered."
"Have you found out why they attacked my deserted city?" Wang Dong asked.
Bai Xiaosheng sneered and said: "Some people spread rumors that the deserted city is the ancient imperial city, and whoever wins the deserted city will conquer the world. In fact, this is just a cover. The key is that I found out that the person behind this dynasty is Lord Shaoqian."
"Hmph, he still wants to interfere in Huangcheng after he left?" Wang Dong sneered. Ever since Shao Qian got the Tianyuan part of the Netherworld Diagram from him, he went directly to Netherworld Sea. Now he actually wants to point fingers here. It's really too much. .
"Does that mean that if I take action personally, it will be equivalent to declaring war on Shaoqian?" Wang Dong said.
"That's right, there is a large formation in the enemy's commander's camp. It should have been built by Shao Qian himself. If you take action, Shao Qian will rush over, and a battle of kings will break out in half a step."
Bai Xiaosheng pondered for a moment and advised: "You can't take action in this war. Now there is more than one half-step king in Youming Sea, and there are many Netherworld figures gathered by Shaoqian. When the time comes, I'm afraid there won't be a half-step king." The king."
"I know." Wang Dong said.
He knew very well what these people wanted to do, to curb the half-step king and provoke a war across the entire Dark Continent with the dynasties and families they controlled. Only in this way could blood be poured into the entire Dark Continent.
If the half-step king takes action, it will be annihilated by flying ashes in the blink of an eye. Not to mention flesh and blood, not even bones and dregs will be left. This is not what they want.
However, he has no intention of taking action. The future will be even more cruel. He cannot guard here all the time. More and more terrifying scenes need to be faced by themselves. If they cannot even resolve the immediate crisis, then there is no need to continue. Nothing more to say.
"Is Huangcheng still an ally?" Wang Dong asked.
Bai Xiaosheng was a little confused. The people resisting on the tower were of course the coalition forces from all the families in Huangcheng.
Wang Dong nodded, he found Nu Xi who was making arrangements to assassinate the enemy general, and handed her a killing order from Tingyu Tower.
"To unify the deserted city, Tingyu Tower needs multiple defenses." Wang Dong said.
"Young Master..." Nu Xi felt a little embarrassed, "What if they don't obey?"
Huangcheng has gone through endless years, and no one has ever said that it wants to be unified, and the major families have become accustomed to running their own affairs. She feels that even if Wang Dong comes forward in the name, some families may not give in.
"Special moments. Those who obey will prosper, and those who go against will perish." Wang Dong's eyes were slightly cold and he snorted coldly.
Either such a family has real backbone, or it has the backing of a few thousand people. Whichever it is, he is not in the mood to pay attention to it now.
Because he has never been a savior, nor does he have a compassionate heart. In this troubled world, only the most realistic people can survive.
"Haha... The world is so cruel. What the world doesn't know is that the people you respect regard you as an ant, but the people you hate are probably your benefactors. What a joke." Wang Dong glanced at the tower. The army, which stretched for several miles, turned and left.
This is a baptism. He believes that after this war, the deserted city will become like an iron barrel, and Tingyulou will also enter a new stage.
At this time, the entire deserted city was undergoing a major purge.
Although Nu Xi felt that Wang Dong's decision was a bit too overbearing and ruthless, she never hesitated in executing Wang Dong's orders.
It's just that the method is much gentler than what Wang Dong said.
She just led the Tingyulou Assassination Department to secretly infiltrate the high-level officials of various clans. Therefore, there was not much bloodshed in the deserted city on this day, but the top management of many families had changed. Some people who had been unsuccessful, sidelined, and suppressed suddenly turned around.
Because of this, the major families have taken on a new look, and the new top management is more energetic and ambitious than the previous top management.
While the warlords were fighting on the front line, they were still training new troops, and the entire deserted city became a place of crazy martial arts.
And all this is just because Huangcheng wants to elect the new top ten families. This time it is not Huang's order, but Ting Yulou's killing order. He "lous" and "kills" at the same time.
It once represented death, but now it represents glory.
"The new top ten families will not be static. Only the strongest families are worthy of being called the top ten families."
"What I need is not your loyalty and surrender, I just need a deserted city like an iron barrel."
In the end, Wang Dong listened to Nu Xi's suggestion. In name, Huangcheng remained unchanged, but in fact, the unification that Wang Dong mentioned was not achieved.
But a strange phenomenon occurred. The soldiers in the deserted city became more and more fierce and powerful.
"Kill for the honor of the family!"
"Are you kidding? You dare to steal the limelight from our Ouyang family, brothers, come on!"
On the wall of the deserted city more than ten meters away, groups of people lowered a rope and rushed into the thousands of troops outside, without even considering whether they could come back.
Scenes like this were performed almost every day. Some people were nailed to the city wall, and some were chopped into pieces by thousands of troops outside. But some people really came back alive after being killed like this.
This created a strange scene. It was clear that the enemy was approaching the city, and the enemy force was a hundred times that of Huangcheng. However, Huangcheng became more and more excited as they fought, and their morale became higher and higher. People came to the city to challenge them almost every day.
The result of this is that the thousands of troops outside the city have completely become a training ground. In just one month, although Huangcheng also suffered heavy casualties, it has gained thousands of more Martial Lords, and has successfully promoted eight Martial Lords, and this number is even higher. is constantly rising.
When Wang Dong summoned the eight newly promoted martial arts masters, he had only one thought: "Killing is indeed the best way to practice."
Think about how long it took for a martial artist to be born, and the number was so rare that it was so easy, but now it is so easy, as long as you are a madman, as long as you go to the city to kill people after eating all day long, as long as you It would be impossible to come back alive in the end without increasing in strength.
"Brothers, it's time to counterattack. There are a group of sheep outside the city, and you are the wolves."
A newly promoted Wu Zong stood on the top of the city and shouted loudly: "Now, the wolf is surrounded by a group of sheep. Isn't it ridiculous?"
"ridiculous!"
"Bullshit, it's not funny, it's sad, it's a shame. We have been trapped in our own home for more than a month, unable to get out or in. Is there such a shameful wolf?"
There was silence in the deserted city, not because they thought what the general said was wrong, but because they felt really embarrassed.
In fact, their current achievements are enough to be proud of, but this month's fighting and madness have already raised their pride to the top. For them, this is a shame.
"Hmph... In that case, let's use the blood of these sheep to wash away your shame!"
"Woooo..."
The unique horn sound of the deserted city sounded, ancient, distant, and continuous, as if you could hear the sound of horse hooves of ancient armies marching forward.
"Quack quack..."
The huge gate of the deserted city slowly opened, and shields formed a wall to block the arrows that blocked the sky and the sun.
With a roar, the spiritual energy of the few Wu Zong at the front burst out, and they rushed out like arrows with their shields on their backs, taking the lead in destroying the enemy's crossbow array.
"Kill!"
In an instant, the ice in the deserted city flashed and rushed out like a tidal wave. From a high altitude, it looked like two black torrents colliding hard together, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in an instant.
This is a fierce battle and a decisive battle.
Although the Imperial Army was not as powerful as Huangcheng's army, it was better in numbers, and it also had powerful generals like Wu Zong. Although they suffered many casualties due to Tingyulou's assassination, they were still capable of fighting.
Both sides fell into madness, and the imperial army also had their own anger. They were treated as nothing by the enemy and fought in and out. They were fed up with such humiliation.
The horns, thunder and drums from both sides merged into one, and the shouts of killing were loud. There was no formation, no generals, and they were completely mixed together.
"Master?"
In the Sword Domain space, a team composed of more than a dozen martial arts masters were ready to go. This was Tingyulou's own achievement. Naturally, it could not be achieved by just fighting.
This was created by the three-pattern sect soul pill that Wang Dong cut out in the gambling stone workshop and their hard work.
Moreover, he still has a few Emperor Soul Pills in his hand. He wants to completely improve the strength of Nu Xi and others this time, so that he can feel more at ease even if he is not in Tingyu Tower in the future.
After coming back to his senses, Wang Dong nodded, his consciousness swept across the battlefield outside the city, and murmured: "It's time to end."
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen lights and shadows cut through the void, bringing the chill of the forest to the outside of the city.
(End of chapter)