Great Qin Dynasty: All immortal sects are illegal organizations

Great Qin Dynasty, Qinghai County, Tianshui City.

Located in the southern part of the Great Qin Dynasty, Qinghai County has steep terrain and rolling mountains.

At this moment, the city wall of Tianshui City is full of Qin troops, looking along the city wall, there is no end in sight, as if extending to the end of the earth, one of the burly generals with a sledgehammer in his hand is standing on the edge of the city wall, overlooking the city wall, it is Li Sledgehammer who was ordered to station.

Following Li Sledgehammer's gaze and looking down, the black pressure was pressed, and when you closed up, you would see that it was all soldiers in black armor, and you couldn't count them at all.

"General... The third wave of the enemy's offensive came, most of the city sergeants were wounded, and the spirit stones were almost exhausted, which was simply not enough to start the city defense array.

Beside Li Sledgehammer, a young general gritted his teeth and said, his voice trembling and his tone full of hatred.

When they arrived, Tianshui City had already been lost, tens of thousands of troops had entered, and there were four Jiedan cultivators sitting in the opposing army.

In order to retake the city, Li Sledgehammer spent a huge amount of money, and the 100,000 Great Qin troops were not afraid to kill and kill, so that they could restrain the enemy's offensive and block the city gate with their flesh and blood to prevent the enemy's attack.

The killing, bloody can no longer describe the tragedy in Tianshui City.

"Hold on!! Even if you fight to the last person!

Li Sledgehammer said quietly, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

There were four cultivators on the other side, but he only had one.

He could only delay by all means to buy time for the army.

After all, the loss to the army from entering the Jiedan Realm was not low.

Even so, he fought to the death and only stopped three people, and the remaining one killed wantonly in the Great Qin army, causing incomparably large losses.

And under the attack of the three Jiedan cultivators, he suffered heavy injuries and almost fell in this Tianshui City.

With huge losses and retaking Tianshui City, he would rather die in battle than escape!

He turned to look at every Daqin soldier, everyone was wounded, ordinary bandages could not stop the blood from leaching, even so, the soldiers of Daqin did not frown, and resolutely coexisted with the general!

"Soldiers! Those who died in war are glorious, those who steal the living are disgraced, honor and disgrace are lighter for one person, and heavy for those who are for the country!

"The country is in trouble, the soldiers died in the border field in battle, why should the shroud of Mag!"

His voice was loud and constantly echoed in Tianshui City.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

Countless soldiers brandished their weapons and shouted loudly, and their voices reverberated for nine days.

Looking at the army with high fighting intent, Li Sledgehammer showed a gratifying expression, before Zhang Liao and the others appeared, he was a general of the Zhenguo University of Daqin, and he had participated in countless battles in his life.

It's just that the appearance of Zhang Liao and the others covered his edge.

Looking at the densely packed black-armored soldiers below, Li Sledgehammer couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and when he saw the two Jiedan cultivators pressing in front of the army, his expression fell solemn.

At

this moment, a trumpet sounded from the horizon, and the enemy troops below moved, all waving their weapons and shouting: "Kill! Kill! Kill..." The

momentum was huge, as if to open this firmament.

A burly lion like a general flew up from the army, he held a large knife high, his long hair fluttered in the wind, and his voice roared like a flood of thunder: "The whole army attack!" Storm Tianshui City! When

the words fell, hundreds of thousands of troops rushed like a black torrent, and a series of siege magic weapons such as ladder cars appeared, quickly approaching the city wall.

"Put!"

Li Sledgehammer shouted in a deep voice, and gripped the black gold sledgehammer as he spoke, because the three cultivators were flying towards Tianshui City, and the other party was also the Jiedan Realm, and his strength was worse than him.

Phew....

Ten thousand arrows fired in unison, and cobblestones several feet high were thrown from inside the city wall.

Under the bright moon, arrows and cobblestones covered the sky, the sky was extremely spectacular, and even the three Jiedan monks who were rapidly approaching the city wall showed solemn expressions and chose to avoid the edge for the time being.

These trebuchets are magic weapons, which require a large number of spirit stones to control, and the damage caused is also considerable.

Countless soldiers of the enemy army fell to the ground, leaving a deep huge pit where the cobblestones fell, and no life survived within a radius of tens of meters.

Countless soldiers screamed, blood splashed, their bodies were nailed to the earth by arrows, and shattered flesh and armor were everywhere.

The enemy's offensive was significantly slowed down by the magic weapon, which played a key role.

"When the spirit stones are exhausted, it will be the day when the army breaks the city!"

Brother Jiedan said with a sinister smile, and Erupting Xiu Wei quickly approached the city.

Rumble!

Li Sledgehammer kicked his feet, his figure flew towards the three like a meteorite, and when there was a loud noise, the weapons of both sides collided together, and the impact force scattered the surrounding clouds and fog.

"If you want to cross the city, step through this soldier!"

Li Sledgehammer glared angrily at the other party and shouted.

"No hurry, take your time!"

The three chuckled, their eyes showing disdain.

The three of them were originally disciples of the Mountain Backing Sect, and they were expected to compete for the next Sect Master, and it would be easy to deal with the Jiedan of a secular dynasty.

Battle Weng Ming in the void, all kinds of treasures are intertwined, Li Sledgehammer obviously fell into the downwind, can only passively defend, can not fight back at all.

"Report! The spirit stones in the trebuchet are exhausted! "

On the wall of Tianshui City, the adjutant general listened to the soldier's report, his face was gloomy and extreme, his eyes were blood-red, and General Li Sledgehammer faced the battle, then only he commanded.

"Let the city gate be completely sealed, and all the soldiers go up to the city wall!"

The adjutant general looked at the obviously inferior Li Sledgehammer in the sky, and did not hesitate to order immediately.

Today's army has been exhausted, and only by fighting a battle can there be hope of victory.

"Obey!"

With the exhaustion of spirit stones, the magic weapons in the city were completely useless, and the enemy army seized the opportunity to quickly appear under the city wall.

The ladder cart rose directly under the urging of the spirit stone, leaning against the city wall as if it were one, even if the soldiers of Daqin attacked, it was useless.

Seeing the densely packed Zhennan army swarming with blades, the adjutant general drew his sword and burst into drink!

"Soldiers!"

"In!"

"Kill!!"

The ladder magic weapon is urged by the spirit stone to form a spiritual energy channel, so that the soldiers can stand on a good foothold and kill.

With the adjutant general's loud drink, countless Daqin soldiers were not afraid of death, stepped on the cloud ladder and swooped down.

In an instant, the sword roared, and countless corpses fell from the city wall, and in a few breaths, they were pushed into a mountain of corpses under the city.

The smoke from the raging war filled the entire battlefield, and the "Qin" banner that was hunting in the wind was already broken and ragged, and it seemed that it would fall in an instant.

Above the city tower, there were even corpses strewn over, blood flowed endlessly, pouring down the stream, the smell of blood was strong, echoing for miles.

Whenever an enemy soldier wants to capture the flag, there will always be soldiers of Daqin who will fight bravely and resist to the death....

If the flag does not fall, the army remains!