Legendary Lord

"Master Commander, shall we send someone to destroy the opponent's magic crystal cannon?"

The silver-armored man standing above the city wall looked at the scattered army of the City of Miracles, with a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and loudly suggested to Zhao Hong beside him.

"No need! There are twenty holy fighters on the other side. No matter how many people we send, they will always go back and forth. It's basically a meat bun beating a dog. Therefore, we just need to defend honestly."

Hearing the silver-armored man's words, Zhao Hong fixed his eyes on the [-] elite army several miles away, and replied calmly.

"Commander, if you don't destroy the opponent's magic crystal cannon, as long as they move the magic crystal cannon forward, they can bombard Qinglong City and cause us heavy casualties!" [

Seeing that Zhao Hong rejected his suggestion, the silver-armored man couldn't help but said anxiously.

"War! Casualties are inevitable. This time, all of us must be prepared to die!"

Looking at the impatient silver-armored man, a trace of determination flashed in Zhao Hong's eyes, and he said firmly.

"Let the soldiers take the time to rest and prepare for the upcoming battle. At the same time, let the reserve army composed of the city's strong and merchant nobles' mercenary guards prepare for battle and climb the city wall at any time to assist in the defense."

Seeing that the silver-armored man wanted to refute himself, Zhao Hong gave him no chance to speak, and ordered lightly.

"Yes, Lord Commander!"

Seeing that Zhao Hong had made up his mind, the silver-armored man showed a hint of desperation in his eyes, and he replied loudly.

Seeing the back of the silver-armored man leaving, and seeing the dejected soldiers on the city wall, with no intention of fighting, Zhao Hong sighed lightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know that in order to repay Sun Wei's support and support, he pulled Qinglong City into the abyss of war, and let the fifty thousand soldiers in the city, more than one hundred thousand strong and nearly one million people, follow him to die and become benevolent. right or wrong.

"Brother Zhao, do you think the Commander will surrender?"

A gatekeeper at the gate of Qinglong City looked at Zhao Yidao, who was in bright armor, with a worried expression on his face.

"Yes! Brother Zhao, will the Commander surrender? If the Commander refuses to surrender, will our family really be reduced to lowly slaves after Qinglong City is broken?"

"Brother Zhao, you are our leader and the highest officer of this city gate. If Commander Zhao refuses to surrender, will you strictly abide by Commander Zhao's order and not open the gate to surrender?"

"Brother Zhao, we are not afraid of death, but we are not willing to die. The strength of the Ye family army is not something that our Azure Dragon City can resist. Instead of fighting to the end and becoming a wisp of smoke, it is better to open the city gate and surrender, and welcome the Ye family army to enter the city. , to protect your own life, the freedom and rights of your family.”

",,,,"

As soon as the guarding soldier finished speaking, the other guarding soldiers shouted loudly.

Ye Chen's persuasion shocked these elite gatekeepers. They are not afraid of death and can fight fierce enemies, but they are absolutely unwilling to participate in a battle where they know they must die and cannot win.

It is impossible for them to accept their own life in exchange for a respite, to satisfy the will of the Lord and General, and to send their parents and relatives to the road of slavery.

Hearing the hundreds of soldiers defending the city, and seeing the fierce light shining in their eyes from time to time, Zhao Yi knew that his subordinates were out of control, and he could no longer control them. However, if he insisted on standing by Zhao Hong's side, he would be betrayed by his subordinates and start a fierce battle with his subordinates. [

Zhao Yi was not surprised by this situation. He had expected this situation when [-] saint-level fighters including Ah Da Ah Er destroyed the magic crystal cannon.

Like most of the soldiers in Qinglong City, he is the son of ordinary people. They all receive a meager salary, support a large family, and receive taxes of various names. Wu Guo and Sun Wei have no loyalty at all.

If the enemy is a ferocious thief, for the sake of their parents and family living in the city, they will not hesitate to take up the weapons in their hands and fight each other to the death, not letting any thief enter the city.

But if the enemy is the private army of nobles from the Wu Kingdom, and they want to overturn the rule of the Wu Kingdom and gain the right to rule Qinglong City, then although their will to fight is not as tough as facing the thieves, they will not surrender easily.

However, Ye Chen's army is too powerful, stronger than they imagined, they can't win at all, they can only choose one of the two options of death or surrender.

There is no doubt that most soldiers will choose to surrender to protect their lives.

In the eyes of the soldiers in Qinglong City, Ye Chen is a nobleman of the Wu Kingdom. If he takes over Qinglong City, he will not wantonly break the circle. They will continue to be their soldiers. It will run according to the original track, the only difference is that the ruler of Qinglong City has changed from Sun Wei to Ye Chen.

The situation of Azure Dragon City and possible future scenarios flashed through Zhao Yi's mind. He looked at the gatekeeper who cast his eyes on him, and said lightly, "Don't worry, I don't want to die, let alone my parents and family members." I was reduced to a slave, and if Commander Zhao refuses to surrender, I will open the gates of the city and welcome the Ye family army when the one-hour deadline is about to expire, so as to protect the personal and property safety of the millions of people in the city."

As soon as Zhao Yi's voice fell, the faces of hundreds of gatekeepers relaxed, and the weapons they held tightly in their hands also lowered down. They obediently guarded their posts and waited quietly until the time limit of one hour 's arrival

"Lord Ross, one hundred ninth-level fighters and three thousand dead soldiers have been mobilized to the city wall in the name of our assistance in defense. They can launch a fierce attack on Zhao Hong at any time and capture him."

A steward of Viscount Ross's mansion walked up to Viscount Ross and reported in a low voice.

"Very good! Let people spread the news of Sun Wei's secret escape!"

Hearing what the steward said, Viscount Ross had a smile on his face.

A quarter of an hour later, the [-] soldiers defending the city wall and the more than [-] strong soldiers below the city wall who assisted in the defense all knew the news that Sun Wei had escaped alone. Suddenly, the resentment in his heart continued to rise.

"Open the city gate and welcome the Ye family army into the city!"

A loud roar sounded above the walls of Qinglong City. The faces of the [-] soldiers on the walls changed, and they looked towards the source of the sound. They saw Viscount Ross holding a sharp long sword and leading thousands of soldiers. An elite man galloped towards Zhao Hong's side.

"Rebellion!"

These two words sounded in the hearts of the fifty thousand soldiers above the city wall, and they couldn't help being shocked, and a strange look appeared on their faces.

"Kill! Kill these traitors for me!"

Hearing the roar of Viscount Ross, and seeing the momentum of him leading a large group of people to kill him, Zhao Hong couldn't help but change his face, and instantly pulled out the sharp long sword on his body, pointed in the direction of Viscount Ross, and roared loudly road.

Hearing Zhao Hong's furious roar, a thousand-strong bodyguard did not hesitate at all, quickly drew out their weapons, and rushed towards Viscount Ross in a menacing manner.

"kill!"[

Seeing Zhao Hong's personal guards, brandishing weapons in their hands, rushing towards him, Viscount Ross raised his sharp long sword, pointed forward, and rushed out first, while a hundred nine-level fighters, three Thousands of elite dead soldiers also roared angrily, waved their weapons, and met Zhao Hong's personal guards.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Hong's personal guards and Viscount Ross led the masters and elite soldiers to meet on the top of the city wall, and started a fierce fight. The sound rang out in an endless stream above the walls of Qinglong City.

Zhao Hong's personal guards were only 1000 people, and most of them were third- and fourth-level soldiers. In terms of quantity and quality, they were all inferior to the masters and elite soldiers led by Viscount Ross, and soon fell below. , was constantly beheaded and turned into cold corpses.

"The guards in the city listened to the order and immediately killed these traitors!"

Seeing his personal guards fell to the ground one by one, Zhao Hong showed an angry look on his face, and shouted loudly at the fifty thousand soldiers on the city wall.

However, what Zhao Hong couldn't imagine was that none of the soldiers on the city wall obeyed his orders at all. They just held the weapons in their hands tightly and looked at the chaotic battlefield on the city wall coldly, without any intention of intervening.

The reaction of the soldiers on the city wall made the anger on Zhao Hong's face even stronger. Knowing that the soldiers on the city wall could not count on him, he quickly ran to the location where the magician army was, and ordered loudly: "Cast magic immediately, put those The bloody traitor is slaughtered!"

"Commander, I'm sorry, we don't want to accompany you to die!"

Hearing Zhao Hong's angry roar, the leader of the Magician Corps said with an apologetic smile on his face.

"You! You!,,,"

Looking at the magician with an apologetic smile on his face, and the guarding soldiers who watched coldly, Zhao Hong felt desolate in his heart, and the feeling of betrayal was not so pleasant.

"Master Commander, let's surrender! Brothers can't hold it anymore!"

The silver-armored man glanced at the guards who kept falling to the ground, and couldn't help but look anxious, and said loudly to Zhao Hong.

"Stop! Open the city gate and welcome Ye Jiajun!"

Hearing the silver-armored man's words, Zhao Hong cast his eyes on the guards who kept falling to the ground, closed his eyes, and roared loudly.

As soon as Zhao Hong's voice fell, Viscount Ross showed a triumphant smile on his face. He raised his right hand to stop the masters and dead soldiers who wanted to continue fighting, while Zhao Hong's personal guard dragged his companion's corpse , and returned to Zhao Hong's side with a complicated look on his face.

Seeing that the farce in Qinglong City was over, Ye Chen got on his horse and shouted, "Assemble!"

As soon as Ye Chen's voice fell, the scattered [-] troops quickly got up and ran. In the blink of an eye, they formed a well-organized army formation.

Glancing at the army behind him, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. With a wave of his hand, he said loudly, "Let's go, let's take over Qinglong City!"