Chapter 927 Breaking the City

Outside the Lumen Pass.

The 20,000 Shenwu Army, together with the 500 elites from Lumenguan, formed an army of "20,500", which was in close contact with the Eastern King's Army.

The Eastern King's Army is well-equipped and has strong men and strong horses.

But the Shenwu Army is not bad either.

The two sides handed over head-on, and the battle situation fell into anxiety for a while.

In front of Lumen Pass, there is an endless plain where cavalry is king.

Both sides are cavalry, it depends on who can ride well.

"you're old!"

The eighth general stared at the saddle with both legs, leaped high, and punched the old general Shenwu.

"Hahaha! When the old man killed the enemy on the battlefield, you hadn't stopped breastfeeding yet!"

General Shenwu deserves to be Old Jiang,

The importance of deep harmony on the battlefield.

As soon as he said this, the Eighth General's complexion turned dark, and his fists became even more violent.

"let me!"

At this time, beside the horse of General Shenwu, a frail general climbed to the sky in place and drew a sword.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and everyone's armor was covered with a layer of snow-white frost.

"It's a monk!"

The Eighth General's face darkened, and monks and monks could not be generalized.

Just because he was able to punch a cultivator in the Qi training realm didn't mean that he wouldn't panic when facing the Jindan cultivator.

"The idea is tough! Call him!"

When the Eighth General saw the icy sword energy released by the opponent, freezing the air, his mind suddenly trembled, and he retreated with the wind of his fist.

Immediately afterwards, behind the Eastern King's Army, with a whoosh, the Eighth General shook out a dozen sneaky men in black robes.

The dozen or so men in black robes are the mysterious monks that Ling Yunzhi mentioned.

In the past, they

Responsible for guarding the supply front behind the Eastern King Army.

When the eighth general heard the news of the arrival of the Shenwu Army, in order to ensure safety, he invited more than a dozen monks to the front line for foreign aid.

More than a dozen monks are obviously from the same school.

They were covered in black aura, and at the same time they slapped Xia Xiaoman's Frost Snow sword aura.

The mighty ripples, like a cage, confined Xia Xiaoman's offensive within a radius.

Jian Nanchun used the illusion function of the Tianji sword to stay in the dark, and when he saw this, he secretly sweated for his junior sister.

Unexpectedly, in mid-air, Xia Xiaoman changed his moves without any haste, united his sword and man, and broke through the encirclement.

"Chase!"

A dozen or so dark monks, seeing that they had the upper hand, were ready to kill them all.

"You are deceiving people too much!!!"

As soon as Xia Xiaoman skimmed a hundred meters, he stopped abruptly and turned around, with a tragic expression on his face, his whole body glowed with dazzling white light, and his majestic voice resounded over the battlefield: "Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated! I won’t make it easier for you! Take your life!”

"She's going to blow herself up!"

"Why so suddenly!"

"Too strong!"

Seeing that Xia Xiaoman was about to explode his golden core, the dozen or so monks who were just about to catch up were stunned, they didn't expect the other party to be so steel cracked, they exploded as soon as they said it.

You, you don't play your cards according to common sense!

A dozen or so monks reacted extremely quickly, and when they saw something was wrong, they backed away immediately.

Cultivators are no better than soldiers. Soldiers dare to die on the battlefield, but monks are absolutely impossible.

Cultivators have spent tens of hundreds of years in order to live forever, and no one is willing to die here for this mere battle.

Backing away quickly, almost without thinking about it, this is a move from the heart.

But what they didn't expect was that this staunch monk, just as a bright white light appeared on his body, retracted the next second, and flew straight to the rear of the battlefield.

A dozen or so monks stared at each other's far away figure, and after a moment of sluggishness, they suddenly realized.

"We... were deceived?"

...

"Where did you learn the bad move?"

Jian Nanchun couldn't sit still when Xia Xiaoman was about to "explode himself", and was ready to come out to help.

Leaving aside the fact that he had guaranteed the ticket with Junior Brother Lin Yi, he must take good care of Junior Sister. Besides, Lin Yi's junior sister is also his Jian Nanchun's junior sister, no matter what he says, it is impossible for his junior sister to fall here.

But seeing this turn of events, Jian Nanchun was dumbfounded if he wanted to explode or not.

Why is this kind of behavior so outrageous?

"Senior brother Lin Yi said that if you have to run, you are the real hero. If you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of meat! Besides, this is not called a bad move, but a strategy!"

Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun were hanging in the air.

Confronted with a dozen monks at a distance.

The dozens of monks were fooled, and they were very angry, ready to regain their glory and kill them.

When they saw Jian Nanchun standing side by side with Xia Xiaoman, and the Thousand Manifestation Umbrella spinning spirally behind Jian Nanchun, commotion broke out among the dozen or so monks again.

"It's Jian Nanchun from Tianjianmen!"

"It's that Jian Nanchun who claims that 'others have swords, but others have umbrellas, and they wear white clothes to shine on Shenzhou'!"

"The dignified Golden Core cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Gate, why are you here?"

Jian Nanchun is well-known in the circle.

Even if others don't recognize his face, they can still recognize this person from his unique "flying sword".

Jian Nanchun roamed the rivers and lakes when he was young, leaving behind many legends.

Now, these messy legends have finally come in handy and frightened Xiao Xiao.

Xia Xiaoman was condescending, overlooking the battlefield.

Although the Shenwu army is elite, but there are only two or three people, against fifty thousand people, they are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.

The multiplied gap in the number of people cannot be easily made up for by a little bit of personal strength and well-equipped equipment.

General Shenwu is indeed old.

When he was young, he could kill eight generals with one sword.

But at this moment, the Eighth General's fists were whistling, and General Shenwu was beaten back steadily.

"retreat!"

Behind the mask of General Shenwu, his expression changed, and he slashed out a bloody sword light, cutting off the legs of several Eastern King Army miscellaneous soldiers and horses and horses around them. The sand rose up, and he decisively issued an order to retreat.

Looking back, there were corpses spread all over the battlefield, from both sides.

After General Shenwu issued the order to retreat, the members of the Shenwu Army did not love to fight, and turned around and ran away with a flick of the reins.

"Hahaha! So, you are old!"

Although the Eastern King Army was also involved in this head-to-head confrontation, it is roughly estimated that one or two thousand people were lost, and the other side also lost one or two thousand people. But can one or two thousand people out of 25,000 people be the same as one or two thousand people out of a fifty thousand army? Among them, the difference... the eighth general thought about it, but he didn't count how much he had traveled. In short, he felt different, and his heart was full of joy.

"Give this general...chasing!"

A series of military orders were passed down.

The "East" flag waved out bursts of rhythm.

The whole army understood, rushed forward in one go.

Lumenguan has been huddled in the city for a month, and the eight generals are suffering from imperfect siege equipment, and it is difficult to capture the city. Today it is rare to take advantage of the foreign aid of the Shenwu Army at Lumen Pass, get carried away and go out of the city to fight. How can the Eighth General let go of this rare opportunity and rush forward.

There is a saying in the art of war, you should rush when you should, don't miss the opportunity.

...

Seen from above,

The appearance of the Shenwu Army retreating was in a state of disarray and disintegration.

But their horses were very strong, and they ran extremely happily, and they pulled a certain distance in a blink of an eye.

"My lord general, there seems to be something wrong! The art of war says, don't chase after the poor..."

A military division accompanying the army was wearing light armor. With his rich experience, he sensed something was wrong, so he immediately stepped forward and reported it to the Eighth General.

But before he finished his suggestion, the eighth general slapped the general and division off his horse with his backhand, making the military division stunned.

"I'm poor ass of your grandma! Is it you who understand the art of war or the general who understands the art of war? Why don't you come to be a general if you understand the art of war? Talking nonsense to disturb the morale of the army, take it down! Dispose of it according to the military law!"

The military division was taken away crying.

The Eighth General led the rest of the Eastern King's elite and ran all the way across the plain.

far away,

Rumble——

The deer gate was closed and the city gate was opened wide, welcoming the Shenwu army into the city hastily.

"Sure enough, as the ancients said, the opportunity must not be missed, and the time will never come again! Let's go, the whole army will attack!!!"

The eight generals rushed forward at the same time.

...

"Let the arrow!"

"Rocket!"

"catapult!"

A dozen or so monks looked at each other, and personally participated in the war, which seemed to be outside the scope of the contract agreed in advance.

They agreed at the beginning, one is to be responsible for the safety of the supply route.

The second is, in case the opponent has high-level monks appearing, they are responsible for resisting the monks.

thousand years ago,

The three sects of Buddhism, Taoism, and demons jointly signed a contract, and Jindan monks and above will never participate in worldly disputes, otherwise they will be surrounded and beaten by the three sects.

This millennium agreement is not only for the monks of the upper three sects, if other monks make trouble in the secular world and are discovered again, it will attract the constraints of the upper three sects.

To put it bluntly, Shangsanmen is equivalent to the disciplinary committee in the circle, restraining the entire Xuanmen world.

"But if the other party violates the rules first, we will not be considered a breach of contract if we trouble the other party's Golden Core cultivator!"

Among the dozen or so mysterious monks, one said loudly.

When the others heard this, they felt reasonable and secretly praised their brothers for their cleverness. They jumped at the same time, easily shuttled among the rockets, arrow feathers, and slings, and climbed onto the city wall.

With the intervention of the mysterious monks, the defenses on the city wall fell one after another.

air,

Some monks carried out high-altitude bombing. On the ground, after the Shenwu army entered the Lumen Pass, they failed to close the gate, and eight generals, one man and one horse, broke into the city.

"Kill me! Massacre the city!"

The Eighth General had been tossed by the Lumen Gate for several months, and his heart was full of evil fire. If it hadn't been for the order from the King Zhudong not to lose too many troops in the Lumen Gate, otherwise it would affect the assessment indicators. The destructive attack sieges the city.

Now that the opportunity is rare, he did not hesitate to issue the order to massacre the city to vent his anger.

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