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    In the first year of Yuanjing, Qianzhou, Ciling.

    The sun had just risen and the fog had not dissipated. The Beiman, who had been silent for several days, finally came out.

    There are 100,000 infantry and 10,000 cavalry on each side, making a total of 120,000 northern barbarians.

    With a burst of loud and urgent horns, the soldiers of Dachu on the top of the wall of Ciling were on alert for an instant.

    All of a sudden, the drums and horns of the northern barbarians sounded loudly, and the flags fluttered in the wind.  The northern barbarian cavalry on both wings lined up, while the northern barbarian infantry soldiers marched in order, and the mountain wall squad moved forward, shouting "Witch" every three steps, and they marched calmly.

    At the same time, the group's shrill ox horns shook the mausoleum, and the northern barbarian infantry began to accelerate continuously.

    Ruolong's footsteps resounded like heavy thunder resounding through the earth, or like tens of thousands of hectares of raging waves hitting the mountains.  Long swords and scimitars clanged and danced, spears and spears whizzed and flew, dense arrows rained like locusts, and the dull shouts and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble!

    The impact of the iron man, the unstoppable death, the ferocious face, the bloody sword, the deep howl, and the smoke and dust filled the air, the whole plain was shrouded and annihilated by the tragic atmosphere of this primitive fighting

    A person floated up behind the Northern Man, followed by five figures, who were the Queen of the Northern Man and the five high priests under her seat.

    Thick smoke from the raging flames of war billowed and filled the entire city.  The flag with the word 'Meng' fluttering in the wind was already in tatters, and it seemed that it would fall down in an instant.  On the top of the city tower was a dead body lying on the ground, bleeding profusely, but no one moved forward to clean it up. The strong smell of blood and sweat mixed with each other, filled the air, and it was pungent and unpleasant.

    The war is still going on.

    The loud screams and screams are touching.  The muscular figures of the northern barbarian soldiers below the city undulated like waves, and their mouths let out a cry that shook the world.  This kind of shouting, contagious and encouraging each other, dispelled many inexplicable fears in my heart.

    They were afraid of the straight figure on the opposite city wall.

    Arrows flew wildly in the air, and the rain of arrows with a long sound pierced the clear sky like locusts crossing the border. Soldiers were repeatedly shot and fell to the ground.  As soon as those barbarians climbed onto the city wall, they were immediately greeted by several big Chu bees with their blades.

    The northern barbarian wizard beat the witch drum, constantly buffing these northern barbarian fighters, making them not afraid of pain, ignoring swords and guns, extremely ferocious, and the two sides were at a stalemate for a while.

    "Go to hell, get the hell out of me!"

    "Ah" The screams, the frenzied killing, and the fiery flames made the soldiers of the two armies even more angry, and the war became more and more intense.

    This time, the Battle of Ciling also seemed to be the most difficult battle for Da Chu to defend the Northern Man.

    The Northern Man Witch Queen no longer sat and watched, and pointed from a distance, and the five high priests under her seat dispatched to the battlefield.

    Two of the five men landed behind the battlefield, took out their witch sticks, muttered something in their mouths, and after a while, they swung the witch sticks, and jet-black black water like ink was spilled out. The black water fell on the barbarians.  The barbarian's wounds began to heal.

    The remaining three high priests also began to shout "Witch, Witch, Witch", and then swept across the battlefield and rushed directly to the top of the city.  At the same time, the body has also changed.

    One has horns on its head and long arms under its ribs, one has wings on its back and a long tail on its buttocks, the other has fangs and its arms reach its knees.

    The three of them have only one goal, which is to hold back the man in the opposite tower.

    The man on the opposite city wall finally moved, the surroundings were filled with blood, and behind him stood a huge Dharma statue on the city wall.

    This statue is ninety-nine feet high, with densely packed closed eyes all over the body.

    "Queen Wu, are you fucking looking down on me?"

    The man moved, jumped up from the city wall, and the entire battlefield was suddenly swept up by a strong wind with terrible vigor, and the body of the person who swept the lower realm was aching.

    This is a powerful martial artist who moves mountains and seas at every turn.
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