The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

The setting sun fell, and the thick orange red painted the sky, the distant mountains were misty, the smoke was everywhere, and the flames of war slumped.

The quaint city wall was soaked in blood, and the original color could not be seen clearly for a long time. The remains of severed limbs were almost piled up under the city wall to form a high mountain, with millions of corpses lying on the oars bleeding.

The ruined city wall is dilapidated, but it is the last barrier of Nanliang, a tiny country.

Below the city wall are tens of thousands of neat and uniform Daxuan troops. The soldiers of the Daxuan Dynasty wore battle armor, and the generals rode on tall horses. The bright "Xuan" flag flew in the sky, almost covering the sunlight.

But the Nanliang soldiers above the city wall were almost trying to stop them with their lives.

Facing the overwhelming rain of arrows, they didn't have enough shields, so they crowded together behind the same shield. The shield made of black iron was densely packed with arrow craters. Blood stained red.

Their clothes are torn, their hair is disheveled, and even their steps are a little staggering.

But none of the soldiers retreated, and they desperately guarded the only remaining city wall.

Because they knew that this was Nanliang's last line of defense. Once it was breached, the cavalry of the Xuan Dynasty would attack Nanliang's imperial capital all the way as if there were no one in it.

Daxuan has wiped out almost all the countries around him. When their cavalry stepped on those lands, it was like locusts crossing the border. Bandits entered the village, burning, killing, looting, doing all kinds of evil, and even treating the unarmed old, weak, women and children as livestock Locked up, unscrupulously teasing and laughing than trying to kill more people.

Their relatives, their children, and their homes are all behind them. Only by desperately fighting with their lives can they obtain such a glimmer of hope.

Cruelty, horror, blood, dead silence, all kinds of indescribable atmospheres linger around this ancient city wall.

However, without sharp weapons, without ferocious war horses, and even having been besieged for more than a month, without food supplies, these Nanliang soldiers were almost at the end of their strength.

Daxuan's general rode on a tall horse, with a long sword shining with a cold light in his hand, soaring straight into the sky. He laughed loudly, looking at these soldiers who were desperately defending the country, as if he was looking at those jumping clowns.

"Soldiers of Nanliang, I tell you that your emperor has surrendered, give up resistance quickly, otherwise, there is only one dead end!"

However, General Daxuan's words dissipated into the air like that joke.

"You are dreaming!"

Nanliang's general Wei Nanting roared hoarsely, "As long as I'm still alive, you Xuanchao people will never even think about stepping into my land in Nanliang!"

The general of the Great Xuan Dynasty sneered, "Hard mouth." Immediately, he waved his hand, "Attack me!"

"Come on—"

The next second, the roar of the charge resounded, and the ladders climbed up the city wall like an ant row. Unlike the Nanliang soldiers who were sallow and thin, the soldiers of the Great Xuan Dynasty were tall and strong, and soon they used Climb up the city wall with the ladder.

Wei Nanting's eyes were filled with blood red, and he waved the long knife with countless cracks in his hand, "Give it to me—"

The soldiers of Nanliang seemed to have become red-eyed, completely disregarding their own life and death, and the momentum of injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-injury eight hundred was almost a life-for-life.

When another wave of attacks was blocked, Wei Nanting was already seriously injured. There were countless cuts all over his body, and even a bloody scar where the flesh was rolling, directly from the eyebrow peak of his right eye down to the Left shoulder blade.

The long knife in his hand stabbed firmly into the city wall, the fingers holding the handle bowed like eagle claws, the veins on his arm exploded, and the bright red blood flowed down his wrist to the blade , The long knife that drank blood exuded bursts of killing intent.

He turned around and looked at the little soldier beside him, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak, "How many people do we have?"

The little soldier had a sad face, with blood splattered all over his face. He didn't know if it was his own or a Xuan Dynasty soldier's. His dark eyes were full of determination, "Go back to the general, there are less than 200 people left, but the general, don't worry, we are here!" You must fight with the general to the last moment."

Wei Nanting breathed out with difficulty, his lips trembling almost whispering, "200 people...there are less than 200 people..."

The red eyes looked at the bottom of the city wall, where there was a dense mass of Xuan Dynasty soldiers lined up neatly that could not be seen at a glance.

Wei Nanting was stunned, he knew that Nanliang's last line of defense could no longer be defended...

He is ashamed of the people, ashamed of the emperor, and ashamed of his own heart.

Wei Nanting narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at his remaining defeated soldiers, "Are you afraid?"

Hearing his general's words, the soldiers who were lying or sitting struggled to get up again, stood upright around Wei Nanting, and shouted in unison, "Don't be afraid! Swear to live and die with the general!"

Tears flickered in the eyes of this iron-blooded man, and his body trembled slightly, "I'm sorry for you..."

In the end, Wei Nanting made a difficult decision, "Go and move all the kerosene and wine in the city."

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers all knew their fate—to perish together with the Xuanchao people!

Soon, buckets of kerosene and spirits were all poured on the city wall, and a group of soldiers stood neatly behind Wei Nanting. They were going to set fire to the city wall when the Xuan Dynasty soldiers attacked the city wall next time. Everything, even if you die, you have to pull a few backs!

Wei Nanting moved his legs with difficulty, and the dark red blood dripped down on the city wall with his movements, bursting into gorgeous flowers, adding a different style to this heroic battle.

He walked to the tallest tower, and with his scarred arm raised a dilapidated flag with a big "梁" printed on it.

The setting sun was like blood, and the afterglow was falling, and the dilapidated flag fluttered desolately in the cold wind.

Although the flag was dilapidated, and even the word "Liang" was blurred by blood, the soldiers who stood under the flag and died calmly did not have the slightest fear on their faces.

The general of Daxuan watched the collapsed flag being lifted up again, a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes, he sneered coldly, he thought it was a little funny, "The country is about to fall, why are you still holding that broken flag?"

What does it matter if the broken flag is raised?In the end, it was a war doomed to failure. These soldiers who guarded to the death will have their bones broken by him in the end, and they will be buried here together with blood and tears!

He likes to break the pride of the generals of these small countries the most. Seeing the pride of those generals being crushed bit by bit, he feels very happy in his heart.

The general of Daxuan looked up to the sky and screamed, with boundless disdain and disdain, "Give it to me!"

He didn't believe that these Nanliang soldiers who had been trapped for more than a month without any food delivery could still block this wave of their own attacks.

The soldiers of the Xuan Dynasty, with their fangs and claws and ferocious faces, roared and roared, and rushed towards the city wall, the weapons of various colors in their hands radiated a cold light under the rays of the setting sun.

And the defeated generals on Nanliang's side didn't even have weapons.

Wei Nanting glanced back at the direction of the capital, his eyes were slightly closed, his lips were trembling, and he slowly uttered two words, "Set fire..."

However, in the next moment, the expected crackle of flames did not resound, but a clear and stern voice reached Wei Nanting's ears.

"What is General Wei doing? It doesn't seem like he's at the end of his rope, right?"

Wei Nanting suddenly opened his eyes, but was frightened by the sudden appearance of a few people in front of him, he staggered a little, if it wasn't for the soldiers beside him who supported him, he would almost fall down.

The first thing that catches the eye is a huge animal that looks like a fox but not a fox. It is almost half as high as the city wall, and its whole body is pitch black. Its eyes are as piercing as a lantern, looking straight at Wei Nanting.

On the back of this animal sat two people, one large and one small. The older one seemed to be a young man in his twenties, and the younger one was only a five or six-year-old child.

Wei Nanting couldn't imagine how the two foxes appeared here so suddenly.

He could hardly find his own voice, "Are you...are gods from the sky?"

Yun Lihan chuckled, "It's not a fairy."

Wei Nanting frowned slightly, "Then what are you here for?"

Hibiscus climbed down from the back of the Void Desolate Beast, and looked straight at Wei Nanting with bright eyes, "We are here to help you."

After hearing this, Wei Nanting frowned even tighter, "Why do you want to help us?"

Yun Lihan said slowly, "Almost all of our people died at the hands of Xuanchao people."

This time, Wei Nanting couldn't utter the questioning words that stopped on his lips. I'm afraid they couldn't remember how many countries the people of Xuan Dynasty destroyed and how many human beings they slaughtered.

"Okay," Wei Nanting nodded solemnly, "Thank you."

"It's just that you have seen this scene now, and this place will be breached by the Xuan Dynasty soon..."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Mu Jin smiled slightly, reached out and patted the Void Desolate Beast's leg, "Hurry up, Xiaohuang."

In the next second, I saw that the body of the already huge beast suddenly enlarged many times. It opened its big mouth and sucked in violently. All the soldiers who were climbing the wall were given away by the void beast Sucked into the mouth.

Accompanied by the sound of chewing, the Void Desolate Beast spat out the Xuanchao soldiers who had been eaten into its mouth with a "pooh".

It's just that what was spit out was no longer a complete soldier, but the bloody remains of severed limbs.

Mu Jin raised her head proudly, and fixedly looked at Wei Nanting, "How about it, isn't our Xiaohuang very powerful?"

Wei Nanting heheed twice, his voice trembling, "Amazing...awesome..."

He always felt that if he said something bad, that giant beast would immediately bite him to pieces.

Yun Lihan took two steps forward, and lightly patted Wei Nanting on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, Xiaohuang doesn't like cannibalism, this is just a way he treats his enemies."

Wei Nanting: "..."

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