The long night seems to be even harder.
The defenders on the Imperial City are silent at this moment, but the heart is not calm.
Looking at the enemies gathered outside the city, listening to the screams from the imperial city, I feel that I am so depressed that I can't breathe.
The soldiers in the defending city are very curious to know how many living people are there in the Imperial City. Are their relatives and friends safe and sound?
It is a pity that the monks in the Loucheng City issued a ban, and absolutely no one is allowed to leave the city wall. Otherwise, it will not be forgiven!
After slashing hundreds of heads, and after the instructions, the instigated soldiers also became stable.
They know very well that even after they leave the city wall, even if the monks in the city do not kill themselves, they will soon be swallowed up by the flood.
I don't know when it started, the fog began to float in the imperial city, and the buildings soaked by the floods were covered up.
The fog seems to have the effect of filtering the sound. It doesn't take long for the sound in the Imperial City to become like nothing.
The silence of death makes people feel depressed.
The monks in the fourth theater are responsible for a region, teaching the soldiers how to fight and how to better protect themselves.
Although it is a gun, if you really remember it, you may save your life at the crucial moment.
Looking at the posture of the fifth theater, it can be determined that it will not take long before the decisive battle will officially begin.
At this critical moment, accidents are never allowed.
The monks in the fourth theater are equally nervous, because this competition has been completely out of control of both sides.
The original plan was abandoned because of the change, and many of the means for preparing for the decisive battle have not even begun.
The high-end combat power is lacking. One of the senior monks is besieged by monsters, and the other senior monk goes to the sniper. It can be said that a **** battle is inevitable.
The remaining low-ranking monks gathered in and outside the imperial city and were forced to launch a decisive battle.
Compared with the command level, the ordinary building city monk knows less information, but still has a feeling of being led by the nose.
It seems that there is a big hand behind it, which is leading everything, forcing both sides to die!
The siege battle is about to begin, and the demons of the imperial city residents have finally begun to launch attacks.
In the heavy fog, the monsters gathered in groups under the wall and began to climb towards the wall.
The garrison on the wall was precautionary, and at the moment the monster appeared, the soldiers began to desperately attack.
Screaming sorrow, monsters are being killed, but more monsters are on the city.
The monster that the deceased became a monster, like a big fish, jumped out of the water and ejected a height of more than 20 meters.
Some monsters fell to the city, and some monsters grabbed the wall, and the palms were as strong as the suction cups.
There was chaos in the city, the monster's offensive was too fierce, and the casualties of the defending soldiers became more and more serious.
Seeing that ordinary soldiers can't resist monsters, the Loucheng monks have to help each other, but their hearts have become more anxious.
The monsters in the city are inexhaustible. If the fifth theater is launched again, then they will be attacked by the enemy.
This thought has just risen, and I heard a series of horns coming from outside the city, which means that the fifth theater has begun to launch attacks.
The guards on the wall were sinking, and what they were most worried about finally happened.
At this moment, the morning sun is shining, the sun has not yet risen, but there are countless fireballs around the imperial city to the city.
These fireballs fell among the soldiers, and the unlucky ones were killed directly, and some were affected by fuel, and they instantly became fireballs.
Some soldiers mourn loudly, praying for their companions to help extinguish the fire, and others simply jumped off the city and tried to use water to destroy the flames.
I forgot that there are countless monsters in this water. Once they fall into the water, they basically have no return.
The general attack in the fifth theater began. First, a wave of long-range attacks was used to attack the enemies.
The siege forces quickly approached, and people like ants were so dense that they shouted and screamed.
The defenders on the head of the city had long waited for a long time, and at the moment when the siege entered the range, the overwhelming attacks came one after another.
Bed mattresses, flying stones, and shells continue to fall into the crowd.
The shield can't resist the bombing. When each shell falls, it will leave a large corpse wreck.
The walls of the city are all flames, blood and broken meat are everywhere, and mourning is endless.
The casualties in the war are inevitable, but the level of tragicness is still beyond expectations. The two sides have just begun to fight, and the number of casualties is so shocking.
The fifth theater is okay. As for the monks in the fourth theater, the people who are depressed are vomiting blood.
They were caught on the wall, attacked on both sides, and had to disperse their forces to meet the enemy.
Fortunately, the monsters in the city are not too powerful, and there is no unified command, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable.
After a pair of long-range weapons, the big forces in the fifth theater finally rushed up, and they used various tools to make a constant impact on the city.
The killing of your life and death began to become more and more fierce.
The siege climbed up with the ladder, but was immediately attacked by the wall, rolling boulder and various weapons, and smashing his face toward the siege.
The pressure on the walls of the army was doubled, and the siegemen rushed to the city, and then screamed and fell.
This is just the beginning. It didn't take long for the monks of both camps to go into battle.
They have experienced hundreds of battles and used monks as a means of fighting. The scene of the battle is naturally more ferocious and fierce.
The masters of the two major theaters, at the moment, screamed with anger, and they tried their best when fighting.
Everyone knows the meaning of this war. If you lose, the ranking of the theater will change.
Between the flashing lights, there are violent explosions, and more and more monks are being eliminated.
The monks of both sides have killed their eyes. As long as they can lift the knife, as long as they can fight, they will never recognize it.
Even the indigenous monks, who have all died and are heroic.
The sturdy walls were shattered and shattered, and some places have collapsed, as if they would collapse completely in the next moment.
The battle has been from the beginning to the present, but in just a few dozen points, it has entered a state of white heat.
In the sky above the Imperial City, the transmission array is still running, and the rolling torrents are pouring down.
Looking at the city shrouded by the fierce flames, there is a smile on the corner of the ninth mouth, and there is also a faint smug.
"The time is almost the same, otherwise you can only lick your bones!"
At the same time as Yu Jiu spoke, he directed the nine rune airships to descend slowly, making the transmission array closer and closer to the ground.
As soon as it was near the ground, the rune airship suddenly changed into a formation, turning the transmission array into an erected form.
The waterfall that fell vertically became a smooth stream, and at the same time it seemed to be blocked. The amount of water was almost half that.
Immediately after seeing the glowing cavern, a huge and strange pirate ship was squeezed out one after another.
The ship was crowded with sly ghost pirates, looking excitedly and looking forward, greedily looking at the imperial city that was soaked by the flood.
At the same time outside the Imperial City, the former monk who had contacted Tang Zhen had also boarded the Rune Airship under the command.
Not long after, dozens of rune airships skyrocketed and went straight to the Imperial City.
In the chaos, Tang Zhen slowly walked to the Imperial City to collect the victory that belonged to him.