The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

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Tianli City.

The beacon smoke fills the air and the yellow sand rolls.

Ye Chen rode a white horse and led an army of 170,000 to the gate of Tianli City.

"Your Highness, Sun Wuchang, the lord of Tianli City, was originally a general with about 50,000 soldiers. However, now that the city gates are tightly closed and we are not allowed to enter the city, I am afraid that he has taken refuge with Ji Xuan." Yang Xuan said.

"A bunch of losers!" Zhang Mo said coldly.

Yes, these people are just a bunch of losers.

When the emperor was alive, of course they listened to His Majesty the Emperor.

But now, His Majesty the Emperor has passed away, and it is Ji Xuan who has the power, comparing Ji Xuan and Ye Chen.

One of them climbed up to the throne step by step in the deep palace.

One is just a wild prince.

It's obvious who to support.

They have all surrendered to Ji Xuan, so it is definitely impossible for them to open the city gate and let Ye Chen and others in.

At this time, Yang Xuan waved his hand.

Suddenly, a deputy general came to the city gate and said, "Prince Ye Chen has arrived, why don't you open the city gate?"

At this time, I saw a general standing on the city tower, looking at Ye Chen and the others and saying: "Your Majesty, give me an order, Ye Chen is a wanted criminal, you are just a group of rebellious officials, how dare you make noise here?"

At this time, the deputy general shouted: "If you don't open the city gate, then we will attack!"

At this moment, a voice came from the city: "Open the door!"

Suddenly, the city gate opened.

I saw a group of soldiers and horses coming out of it.

The person who came was none other than Sun Wuchang.

He led an army of 50,000 people and fought out.

Ye Chen was riding on a white horse, and Sun Wuchang was riding a sweaty horse, standing opposite Ye Chen. Behind Sun Wuchang were five armies.

The 170,000-strong army faced the 50,000-strong army on the opposite side. Although the number on Ye Chen's side was much smaller, Sun Wuchang's soldiers had just lost a battle, and they were all a group of defeated generals, so the momentum on Ye Chen's side was even greater. Better than that.

"General Sun, do you want to resist us with an army of fifty thousand?" Ye Chen looked at Sun Wuchang indifferently.

Sun Wuchang looked at Ye Chen angrily and said sternly: "Your Majesty, your Majesty wants to kill you, and we, the ministers, have no choice!"

Ye Chen looked at him and smiled lightly: "Oh, really? Then there is only one battle!"

Sun Wuchang knew that his only way now was to delay time. He was not optimistic about Ye Chen at all, so it was impossible for him to join Ye Chen's side.

Once Ji Xuan's army arrives, plus their army, they will definitely be able to capture Ye Chen and the others.

"kill!"

Ye Chen ordered.

The drums are beating and the flag is waving!

Following the orders from Ye Chen and Sun Wuchang!

"kill!"

Suddenly, the soldiers from both sides rushed toward each other desperately!

A dense crowd of people rushed from both sides to the middle like ants.

The swords met and blood spattered thousands of miles!

The wind and clouds surged, the fire set the prairie fire, the shouts and screams were intertwined, and the blood and sword light reflected the light.

The arrows were flying back and forth over the battlefield. The soldiers, with red eyes, angrily slashed their swords at the enemy's head. The speed of the cavalry, the madness of the infantry, the agility of the archers...

From fighting to killing, from humans to demons, war is so inhumane and cruel.

A bloody and fierce battle broke out in an instant. It was accidental and inevitable! In an instant, the sound of killing was loud.

Countless short axes were flipping around and flying towards the officers and soldiers. The poor soldiers had no time to parry, so they were chopped and smashed by countless short axes, killing their flesh and blood. Those soldiers who were lucky enough to escape from the short axes were also killed. All the brothers swarmed around him and were immediately chopped into pieces by countless short blades.

The remaining officers and soldiers were all frightened out of their wits. They only regretted that their legs and feet were shortened. They all cried for their fathers and called their mothers and fled for their lives.

At this moment, everyone is fighting fiercely. They are wearing full armor, equipped with swords, spears, bows and arrows.

In front is the infantry phalanx, which serves as the main force for attacking the enemy, and behind it is the cavalry column, which is responsible for mobile forces and is ready to pursue the defeated enemy at any time. Infantry square formations mostly use "du" as the basic combat unit, which is equivalent to a modern "company".

In actual combat, the usual number of people is one hundred, arranged in ten columns in ten columns. In each column, the first person is the sword player, and the second person is the spearman.

The sword players and spearmen, also known as captains and deputy captains, are all wearing heavy armor and serve as vanguards. They are responsible for resisting random arrows like locusts, and are also responsible for resisting powerful enemies that occasionally rush in front of them. The eight people behind are all archers, each serving as the captain and deputy captain. At the command, eight arrows were fired at one person, so almost every shot missed, and the momentum was unstoppable.

The killing continues. Suddenly, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the whole world seemed to be shaking, with mountains falling and the earth cracking. In an instant, every living life disappeared into nothing.

They seemed to be cut into pieces with thousands of swords, their arms were broken off, and they were broken everywhere. At this moment when he was swallowed by the blood, he could no longer tell what a weapon was. Blood-red hands and sharp teeth couldn't wait to tear apart the faces.

Everyone has long lost their rationality and seems to be out of control to satisfy their desire to kill. Now it seems that the most wonderful feeling in the world is the pleasure of being able to wipe out everything with your own hands. It's evening, and looking from a distance, it's hard to tell whether it's the setting sun or the blood staining the earth red...

Yang Xuan and Luo Shuihan, the two generals of the Eastern Emperor Kingdom, charged directly into the battlefield like killing machines during the battle.

Yang Xuan held a halberd in his hand and swept the halberd out. Every Tianli City soldier fell to the ground instantly.

The halberd flew in his hand and penetrated directly into one person's neck. The halberd was retracted and stabbed one person in the chest.

Yang Xuan has advanced to the Grandmaster realm, a realm that no one can stop in a war. He was seen opening and closing among the crowd, and corpses kept falling at his feet.

Penetrate, slash, cut in half...

Their eyes were filled with murderous intent, and wherever they went, there was an aura of endless destruction!

"kill!"

The roar continues...

Luo Shuihan also rushed out. He was like a demon god. He was two meters tall. He stood so upright among the crowd. He was holding a Fang Tian painted halberd. He was like a Shura incarnate in hell, constantly killing. One by one.

Killing, bloody...

Blood splattered everywhere.

He fell from the sky, swept his halberd, and endless power suddenly burst out, like a powerful force covering a person, like a domain.

As soon as he moved his halberd, dozens of people died suddenly in front of him.

He was wearing a red robe, and his armor was stained red with blood!

Among the people, Luo Shuihan was like a demon god coming to the world. The billowing power kept leaking out, tearing and strangulating, killing every living life by him.

The people in Tianli City suddenly widened their eyes when they saw Yang Xuan and Luo Shuihan being so brave and good at fighting.

"How can it be?"

"They are not humans, they are demons!"