Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 57 Continue the Attack
After recovering from his injuries, Emperor Qin regained his former fighting spirit and ordered an attack on the Heavenly Fire Domain. Millions of troops broke through the border gates of the Sacred Fire Cult in one fell swoop, and blood flowed everywhere they passed.

The holy fire priests with low morale were beaten and retreated steadily, and those who lost their soldiers and armor did not know how much.

Within a week, Daqin occupied one-fifth of the Tianhuo Domain, mobilized 500 million troops, and besieged the southeast important town of the Holy Fire Cult, Shenhuo Town!
The Shenhuo Town here is not an ordinary town, but a military important place. It governs the thousands of cities in the southeast of the Holy Fire Cult.

The Tsing Yi Legion, one of the Ten Great Sacred Legions, is stationed here.

"General, the enemy will launch an attack soon, what should we do?"

On the city wall, a blue banner was fluttering, and a holy fire priest asked in a trembling voice.

During this period of time, they often heard the news of the defeat, and they were terrified. If it weren't for years of training and loyalty to the Holy Fire Cult, they would have fled without a trace.

"Wait!"

Wan Yunhu held his sword in his hand and said calmly.

He is the bishop of the Tsing Yi Legion, the backbone of the army. No matter at any time, he must not show timidity, so as not to disturb the morale of the army.

In fact, he has no choice. Although there are millions of troops in the city, relying on the advantage of defending the city, but there are no strong people in the holy realm to sit in the city, everything is empty talk.

The Great Qin Empire only needs to send a holy warrior to destroy the city.

"Pass my order, attack the city!"

Below the city, Emperor Qin and other troops rested, drew out the Emperor Sword, and ordered loudly.

"Kill kill kill!"

The army began to attack the city, the sound was like thunder.

The evil spirit condensed, like a sea of ​​blood, surging into Shenhuo Town.

"cut!"

Bai Qifei flew high into the sky, like a divine sword, showing its sharpness and full of evil spirit, trying to wipe out the enemies in the city.

The void began to tremble, and a thousand-foot sword aura appeared, the whole body was blood-red, revealing endless murderous aura, and it slashed towards Shenhuo Town. The terrifying power left a sword aura gap in the sky.

boom!
With a loud sound, the city wall of Shenhuo Town, which had stood for tens of thousands of years, collapsed.

Countless holy fire priests died tragically under the sword aura, and were buried by the collapsed city wall. Blood flowed, staining the broken bricks and tiles red.

Afterwards, densely packed Daqin soldiers rushed into Shenhuo Town and killed a large number of enemies.

The next day, Shenhuo Town fell, and in the dilapidated city, there were corpses of holy fire priests everywhere. Blood mist floated and transformed into various shapes in the void, like demons ravaging.

In the city lord's mansion, Wan Yunhu was sitting on a handsome chair, wearing a blue religious robe, and drew his sword to kill himself.

The banner of the Great Qin Empire was planted on the city wall, declaring its sovereignty.

"Everyone, Daqin is pressing every step of the way, do you have a good strategy to retreat from the enemy?"

In the holy city, Duan Yonghui was wearing a red royal robe, sitting on the throne of power, looking at the news of the fall of Shenhuo Town, his eyes were full of savagery, and he asked angrily.

After escaping from the battlefield, he immediately returned to the Holy City and became the new Pope under the support of the gray-robed bishop Duan Shouming.

Although he has become the new ruler of the Sacred Fire Cult, his foundation is not solid, and the local powerful forces are beginning to move around, showing signs of breaking away from the church's control.

In addition, the defeat of the invasion of Daqin resulted in the destruction of the elite forces of the Red Army, Purple Army, and Yellow Army. In addition to the Tsing Yi Army stationed in Shenhuo Town, four legions were sacrificed.

There are also the Green Corps and the Blue Corps who also suffered heavy losses.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Sacred Fire Cult has reached the edge of the cliff, and if they take another step forward, they will fall into the endless abyss.

The bishop, priest, and deacon standing below all lowered their heads, their faces were full of sorrow, and no one dared to speak.

"Back to the Pope, the only thing we can do now is to ask for foreign aid!"

After a moment of silence, Han Yuquan, the leader in black, stood up and respected Shi Lidao.

Request foreign aid!

Everyone in the hall was silent.

Duan Yonghui was silent.

Everyone's expressions were extraordinarily complicated, and there was no sound for a while.

"Whom do you ask for help?"

In the end, Duan Yonghui asked, the only forces that are adjacent to the Skyfire Realm are the Wuchang Mansion, the Sword Sect and the Dao Mansion in the Wuling Realm!
"Impermanence Mansion!"

Han Yuquan took a deep breath, and said each word with a solemn expression.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions kept changing, asking Wuchang Mansion for help, can you please move?Even if you move, how much will it cost?

The most important point is that they are afraid of attracting wolves into the house, so it is easier to invite gods than to send gods away, so don't drive away the Great Qin Empire and come to another Impermanence Mansion.

Duan Yonghui closed his eyes slightly to cover the humiliation in his eyes, and asking for help from outside is a shame to any force.

But now, what can I do?

"Bishop in black, you are the one who put forward the opinion, and you are the one to go to Wuchang Mansion to ask for assistance!"

Duan Yonghui ordered solemnly.

"As ordered!"

After Han Yuquan saluted, he exited the hall, and when he left the entrance of the hall, a gleam flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, very proud.

In addition to serving as the Black Clothes Bishop of the Sacred Fire Cult, he has another identity.
"The Pope, my subordinates suggest mobilizing heavy troops to defend the 'Magic Fire City', prevent the Great Qin Empire from attacking, and protect the holy city!"

After Han Yuquan left, Duan Shouming stepped forward and remonstrated.

The Magic Fire City is the last barrier of the Holy City. Once it falls, it will completely shake the foundation of the Holy Fire Cult.

"allow!"

Duan Yonghui looked around the hall with majestic eyes, and finally set his eyes on Duan Shouming: "Here, Bishop Duan Shouming in gray will lead the army in gray and the army in white to garrison the 'Magic Fire City'!"

Now the Holy Fire Sect is in a state of panic, and the only person he can trust is his clan relative, Duan Shouming.

"As ordered!"

Duan Shouming did not refuse this dangerous task. After all, the Sacred Fire Sect belonged to the Duan family. As a clan, his wealth and destiny had long been closely linked with the Sacred Fire Sect.

Others can refuse, but he cannot avoid it.

That afternoon, the holy city sent two teams, one of which was heading north with heavy gifts, and the other was heading south with endless soldiers.

"The Skyfire Domain belongs to the Sacred Fire Cult, and no one can take it away!"

In the resplendent palace, Duan Yonghui stood by the window, clenched his fists, and swore to himself.

"It's just my father's revenge, I can't take revenge for now!"

"However, please rest assured, father, I will definitely try my best to destroy the Great Qin Empire, so that you can rest in peace."

Outside Zhanlin Shenhuo Town, the Qin army did not enter the city, but stationed outside the city. After all, there are too many corpses in the city, and it is not safe to live in, and it is easy to be infected with the plague.

On the vast open space, there are continuous camps and banners, which can't be seen at a glance.

Numerous soldiers wore armor and patrolled the camp back and forth, with straight backs and spears pointing at the sky, full of sharpness and high morale.

Incomparable evil spirits gathered in the sky above the camp and merged with each other to form a blood-colored wolf smoke that reached the peak of Ziming.

It seems that there is a pillar of blood supporting the sky and the earth, which is very spectacular.

(End of this chapter)