Eternal Martial Emperor

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"Small boys! Grabbing a city with five million top-grade stones is enough for your life!" The fourth-ranked Emperor in gray robes, with a wry smile on his face.

With a green sword in his hand, like a wolf into a flock, with a single swing of the sword, he had already killed dozens of intelligence-slaved soldiers.

"Yes!" The slave soldiers of the Twelve Thousands of Saints Alliance drove straight in, and rushed into the city with impunity, wherever they passed, blood flowed into the river.

A close battle also kicked off as the city was breached.

This already ruined city was drowned in thick blood in the blink of an eye, like a divine disaster.

"I fight with you! You bandits!" Aboriginal soldiers who were originally stationed in this city were red eyes at the moment.

He saw his elderly parents, his pregnant wife, and the child who was not yet two years old, all in a pool of blood.

However, all this is futile.

The number of enslaved soldiers originally stationed in the city by this intelligence was less than 50,000, and most of them were low-level warriors.

In addition, there are very few indigenous soldiers in the city. How can only thousands of people withstand the attack of the 120,000 slave army of the Holy Alliance.

What's more, in the slavery legion of the Holy Alliance, in addition to the fourth-ranked military emperor headed by it, there are three other first-ranked military emperors.

"Hahaha, I have found you!" A slave soldier of the Holy Alliance, with naked top and full face, was as fat as a pig.

He quietly pushed open the door of a house and saw the exquisite girls under the age of fifteen hiding in the corner.

"No, mother! Dad! Where are you!" The exquisite young girls screamed loudly, with pear rain.

They were powerless to resist, and were tortured and insulted by the slave soldiers of the Holy Alliance.

Such things abound in the city.

Most of the enslaved soldiers of the intelligence faction saw that the situation was not right and fled their heads and fled without any intention to fight again.

Indigenous soldiers in the city clenched their weapons, as if moths were throwing fire at the enemy, and wanted to do their best for their loved ones and their homes before dying. .

For the people of this city, this war is undoubtedly a huge disaster.

Cries, screams, laughter, and various sounds are mixed together to form a beautiful music that resounds in the heavens and the earth.

Such things happened one after another in the area guarded by each other.

"You beast! You beast!" An elderly grandmother, struggling with a cane, came to the fourth-level emperor who led the slavery legion of the Holy Alliance.

The first-ranked fourth-ranked Emperor Wuhuang was slowly lifting her pants at this time.

Under him is a wonderful young girl with empty eyes and shattered clothes.

The girl's limbs, like lotus roots, were exposed to the air, her naked body, and countless scars.

"Where's the old immortal, get out!" The fourth-level Wu Huang, headed by contentment, was still content and looked back, but when he saw the elderly lady, he raised his cane and was about to hit him head-on.

The fourth-ranked emperor headed with a sneer, his eyes flickered with disdain, and he pulled out the green sword with his right hand and cut it off with one sword.

Suddenly, a terrible blood mist burst from the top of the old woman's head to her legs.

An old man in flower armor was cut in half and cut in half.

"Kill these beasts!"

"Who is there to save us!"

"What about the intelligence people? What about the martial arts? The holy bastards! Come and save us!"

The people and soldiers in the city were crying, and their eyes were full of unwillingness, despair, and fear.

In their entire lives, they had lived and worked in peace and contentment, but the Holy Church suddenly took over their area, and imposed heavy taxes on them, as the name suggests, and they were sheltering them.

Now, when the executioners of the Holy Alliance come, the Holy Ghost has not provided them with asylum and let them die.

"Mr. Tang, what's the matter?" The other three first-level emperors, also sorting out their clothes, looked impatient, and came to the fourth-level emperor headed by him.

The fourth-ranked emperor headed by this name is Tang Shan, the lord of the slavery under the helmet of the Holy Alliance.

Although his name has a 'good' character, he shot very hard-heartedly, loves young children, and is cruel by nature. He is also a well-known figure in the slavery of the Holy Alliance.

"Oh." Tang Shan sneered, her eyes greedy, and she glanced at the wonderful young girl lying on the ground. She couldn't help laughing and said, "This little girl looks good, and turning back will make you have fun."

"Haha!"

"Thank you, Lord Tang, for your kindness!"

"The lord Tang is really generous."

The three first-level emperors looked at each other and understood each other.

At the same time, in this city, the inhumane slaughter is drawing to a close.

Indigenous soldiers, ordinary people and intelligence enslaved soldiers who have not yet evacuated in the city were forced into the square in the center of the city at this moment.

The 120,000 slave soldiers of the Sanctuary Alliance raised their weapons and aimed at them.

In a short period of time, the number of people killed in this city reached tens of thousands. Today, fewer than 10,000 people survive.

Aboriginal soldiers gritted their teeth and were guilty of tears, protecting their families and the people in the city behind them.

Even if they have an inscrutable fear in their hearts, they are willing to give their lives for their own family and home.

Many of the enslaved soldiers of the intelligence faction fell to their knees and expressed their willingness to join the team of the Holy Alliance, only to ask the other party to spare them.

The people in the city gathered together, sobbing and sobbing, scolding and spurning in their mouths were the intelligence, the anti-Confederacy and the Holy Alliance.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Tang Shan laughed sneer, and the laughter was disdainful: "Oh, I can only blame you for being so stupid that you believe the anti-Confederate saints!"

"Dare to fight against Sanctuary Alliance, you must pay the price of blood!"

Immediately after the words fell, Tang Shan's immense immortal burst out.

All the immortals condensed from behind him, turned into a turquoise long sword virtual shadow, exuding golden light, it seems that it is a martial spirit of heavenly order quality.

"Master Tang, wouldn't you want to use that trick?" A first-level emperor standing behind Tang Shan couldn't help showing a surprised expression, and asked carefully.

Tang Shan nodded with a big laugh. Even if he heard this laugh at this moment, he was full of vigor, more bold than spicy.