After the spirit banner was arranged, the three thousand elite soldiers in the city were also quickly assembled.

On the city wall, huge fortification equipment was arranged, including horses, ballistas, and trebuchets. Although the number is small, there is no fear in the face of the 50,000 troops of the Three Kingdoms Alliance, and they are still arranging their equipment in an orderly manner.

Then.

Lu Qianfeng had already come to the city with a large army.

Although the Kuril Dynasty has many waters, these warriors he brought are all good at fighting both land and water. He glanced at the high city wall, noticed the movements of the rebels on the city wall, and couldn't help but sneer:

"If you want to rely on the geographical advantage, coupled with the equipment to defend the city, do you want to stop the good sons of my Thousand Island Dynasty?"

"Sons, get in!"

"Capture the rebel commander Tu Muzhi alive!"

As soon as the words fell.

The 50,000-strong army was already rushing up like a tidal wave. One of the fastest warriors, already as big as an arrow, stepped on a horse that was used to block the cavalry's charge, and used it as a stepping stone to relay up, and with a 'snap' like a gecko, it stuck to the straight and steep city wall.

Then, the warrior was seen with a sword in his mouth, and his limbs climbed rapidly, approaching the city wall.

"It's a mess!"

After looking at it for a while, Lu Yao'er shook her head. "Where is the army, it is clearly a rabble. There was no formation, no number, not even a reserve. With such an army, our Black Flag Army can easily eat it!"

and the Black Flag Army, which has strict military discipline and both offense and defense.

The so-called elite troops of the Kuril Dynasty are simply like hooligans fighting in the vegetable market.

"Sister Yao'er, you don't know anything. Su Yufeng said with a smile: "The Thousand Islands Dynasty is a sea country, and naval warfare is redundant land warfare. It was impossible to march and set up as if it were on land, so most of them were used to fighting on their own. However, to be honest, the Black Flag Army is indeed the most elite army I have ever seen in my life!"

Su Yufeng took a deep look at Yang Mucheng, who was expressionless, she was not flattering.

In the martial arts world.

If you can make an army composed entirely of warriors, you can advance in unison, which is already considered an elite division. Where can it be like the Black Flag Army, where the military order is as strict as a mountain? If anyone can have such an army, they will wake up with a smile even if they are in a dream.

As he spoke, Su Yufeng asked.

"Emperor Yang, if you lead the Black Flag Army, what method will you use to conquer this city?"

"If it were me, there might be two options. The first is to avoid the attack, to lure them out, and not to let them rely on the momentum of the city walls to defend. The second is to completely destroy this ancient city. Yang Mucheng said slowly.

"There is something indescribably wrong in this ancient city......"

After speaking, Yang Mucheng stopped talking.

Everyone's eyes also looked towards the ancient city.

At this time.

The battle had entered a white-hot stage, and although the defense system in the ancient city was excellent, it could not stop the invasion of an army of 50,000 like a tide. After losing two or three thousand men, most of the soldiers had already slaughtered the city, and began to fight in close combat.

However, the most eye-catching is the Dragon Palace killer stationed in the eight directions of the ancient city.

Although large swaths of the city walls have fallen, no one has yet been able to climb the walls in the area where the people are stationed. As soon as a warrior climbed the wall, they would be immediately killed.

Suddenly, a strange force quickly swept across the field.

"This ......"

Yang Mucheng was the first to notice that something was wrong.

But see.

A warrior who had been shot to the shoulder with a crossbow suddenly let out a scream. On the pierced shoulder, there was a violent convulsion, and the blood in the whole body seemed to be forcibly pulled out of the body at this moment, and under a strange force, it was quickly pulled into the ruins!

"This is the Great Yan Blood Formation?"

Ye Shujin shouted in a lost voice.

At the beginning, when dealing with the Shengqing Dynasty, the Great Yan Blood Formation created unforgettable memories for them. However, now that the Great Yan Blood Formation has been re-cast, they are not afraid.

"Not ......"

Yang Mucheng frowned slightly, "This seems to be just a simple bloodsucking formation, and its power is several times simpler than the Great Yan Blood Evil Formation!

Abruptly, Yang Mucheng thought of something and was hurriedly stunned.

Boom!

In the next moment, his whole body was already frantically rising into the sky, shooting towards the city.

The ancestors of the Dragon Hall looked at each other for a while, not knowing why, but they still followed quickly. Su Yufeng and Lu Yao'er also hurriedly followed.

But see.

Yang Mucheng's body was like an arrow, already with a rolling wind, and in an instant, he flew from the battlefield seven or eight miles away to the top of the ancient city. It didn't matter if he looked at it, but Yang Mucheng suddenly contracted his pupils. But I saw that the blood and water all over the city were actually under the effect of this blood-sucking formation, and they were constantly transformed into blood arrows, like hundreds of rivers converging towards the ancient monuments, and the largest temple was blasted away!

And at the center of the blood gathering was a dried corpse sitting cross-legged on a futon.

The dry corpse had been sitting cross-legged for I don't know how many years, and its body was shriveled and thin, like a mummy. But it gives people a majestic and inviolable divine aura, but with the infusion of blood, the dried corpse is gradually becoming fuller, and it is filled with an incomparably evil and strange feeling!

Whereas.

In front of the dry corpse, there was a middle-aged man wearing a lupine scarf and a cyan robe.

"Huh?"

Tu Muzhi raised his eyebrows, seemingly quite surprised that Yang Mucheng would appear here. But then he sneered and said disdainfully: "It's worthy of Old Devil Yang, who can actually discover my intentions." However, my plan is complete, and even if you find out, it's too late!"

Yang Mucheng frowned, although he didn't know what the other party was doing, but when he saw the change in the dried corpse, he knew that something was wrong.

"Oh no, I can't let him continue!"

Thinking in his heart, Yang Mucheng had no doubts, and as soon as his pupils closed, he had already raised his right palm and slashed it in the air. The internal strength is rolling, and in the surging wind, a giant palm with a foot of dozens of feet is slashed down by Haoran in the rolling wind and waves in an instant.

"Humph!"

Tu Muzhi snorted coldly, raised his palm and slashed towards the sky.

I saw a giant palm of the same size, which had already formed in an instant, colliding together in the air. A loud sound erupted, and Yang Mucheng's body in mid-air trembled, and he flew backwards for more than ten meters. And Tu Muzhi also lost his balance, and 'Teng Tengteng' took more than ten steps back!

Yang Mucheng was ready to attack again.

The eight Dragon Palace killers guarding the city wall also noticed the movement here and rushed over.

"Get out of here!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes widened angrily, and in a shocking dragon roar, the five-clawed golden dragon appeared!

(End of chapter)