The gate cracked open with a gap, and with another full slam of force, slammed open both doors.

The gates were broken, and a putrid smell broke out.

As far as the eye can see, there are crooked corpses, and those corpses have obvious corpse spots.

It's just a corpse that has been dead for ten days, but because of the poison in the body, it is rapidly decaying, like a rotting corpse that has been dead for three or four months.

Mo Aotian raised his chin and stood on the city wall, looking down at the picture of the city, in his eyes this was a glorious scene, a moment to make a name for himself.

It doesn't cost a single soldier.

300,000 soldiers were wiped out.

Under Mo Aotian's deliberate spread, the news really spread, and some people even worshipped him as the god of war.

The Empress Dowager sent 300,000 soldiers to kill Mo Aotian, a bold thief, and even the beggars on the street knew about the news.

Mo Aotian Turtle shrank in the extreme north, the extreme north is bitterly cold, even if he has 150,000 soldiers, he thinks that those hungry and cold soldiers can't beat the 300,000 fully armed soldiers sent by the imperial court.

Moreover, 300,000 is twice as much as 150,000.

Almost everyone thought that Mo Aotian would undoubtedly lose, but on the contrary, the slap in the face came so quickly, it was only ten days before 300,000 imperial court soldiers and horses were stationed in the city, and it was rumored that all 300,000 imperial court soldiers and horses died in Qicheng, and no life was left, and even the people of Qicheng were unlucky, and the vibrant Qicheng, also known as the city of longevity, became a dead city.

It is said that Mo Aotian used soldiers like a god, and if 150,000 soldiers did not die, the city would be broken, and all the people in the city would die.

The specific situation, the people don't know, the people only know that if Mo Aotian has divine help, such as the god of war general, he will destroy all the 300,000 imperial soldiers and horses without a single soldier.

Mo Aotian is obviously a thief, but he is rumored to be a god, more like a destiny.

The sound of porcelain breaking sounded in the empty hall, and the imperial concubine was holding a piece of broken porcelain in her hand, her eyes were gloomy, her expression was hideous and gloomy, and her hair was scattered and messy.

"How so!"

She scratched her head vigorously with her blood-stained hand, and then covered her face, her beautiful face was stained with blood, and it looked weird and terrifying.

The palace maid on the side didn't dare to make a sound, lowered her head, and tried to reduce her sense of existence.

But the cold eyes of the imperial concubine still swept over, and the imperial concubine rushed over like crazy, grabbed the palace maid's neck, and roared angrily: "Why does this palace eat so many pills, and still can't conceive a child!" Why couldn't the 300,000 soldiers sent out by the palace kill Mo Aotian's 150,000 soldiers! Why was he able to wipe out 300,000 soldiers without a single soldier! ”

The palace maid reached out and grabbed the hand of the imperial concubine, kicked her legs and struggled hard, put one foot on the body of the imperial concubine, and grabbed the back of the imperial concubine's hand, and scratches appeared on the back of the imperial concubine's white hand, showing hideous wounds, and blood meandered down the back of the hand, flowing down the neck of the palace people.

The palace people only felt that their necks were entangled by poisonous snakes, a little frightened, and the dripping blood was like venom on the sharp teeth of poisonous snakes.

The palace people couldn't breathe, and the picture in front of them became more and more blurred, and hallucinations appeared, as if they saw the imperial concubine in front of them turn into a hideous poisonous snake, so hateful, so hideous and terrifying, so ......

After all, she had no thoughts and couldn't think about it.

The palace people were breathless, but the imperial concubine didn't seem to have pinched enough, and her subordinates pinched the dead palace people even harder, and their mouths were stunned and repeated: "How can this be...... It's a small fish...... After the little fish left, there were many troubles in the palace......"

"Yes, Xiao Yu'er is the lucky star of this palace!"

"Hongu must find her!"

"As long as you find Xiaoyuer, Hongu will be able to conceive a child, and your wish will come true......"

Blood overflowed from the corners of the emperor's concubine's mouth, and she was full of anger, and she fell headlong and fell to the ground.