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The Slave of Darkness was not as simple as Tang Yin described it to be. It was not only scary, but its combat power was also very strong.

They had no emotions, no fear, and could charge forward bravely no matter how many enemies they faced. They had no sense of pain, no life, and even if they were fatally injured, even if their arms and legs were chopped off, they could still use their teeth to bite their nearest enemy.

In the chaotic battle with a large number of enemies, the destructive power of the five slaves was limited. However, the deterrence they produced was great. Quite a few Ning soldiers did not even dare to approach them, retreating as if they had seen a ghost.

As a result, the pressure on Tang Yin and Gu Yue was greatly reduced.

Very quickly, the two of them joined forces to kill and repel the army of Ning on the city wall, winning a short period of time to catch their breath. Out of the five slaves of darkness, two of them were completely destroyed, and were almost chopped into meat paste. The other three were also missing arms and legs, and had countless wounds on their bodies.

Qiu Zhen took advantage of the enemy's retreat time to curiously walk towards the three slaves, sizing them up with trepidation.

After looking at it for a while, he turned his head and smiled to Tang Yin: "Big Brother Tang, please make some more Darkness slaves, it will be of great help to us!"

Tang Yin laughed, and said: "With my current cultivation, summoning five Darkness slaves is already my limit!" While speaking, he walked to Qiu Zhen's side and waved the huge sickle in his hand. With three crisp sounds, the remaining three slaves were all chopped into two.

"Huh?" Qiu Zhen, Gu Yue, and Le Tian were all shocked as they cried out in shock. They didn't understand why Tang Yin had killed the three slaves. Although the Dark Slaves were no longer human, they were still fighting for them. To be able to kill them so coldly, the three of them more or less did not feel comfortable.

Tang Yin half knelt on the ground, using his fresh blood to draw out a new hexagram, borrowing Ning Bing's corpse to summon five new slaves.

Seeing that, Qiu Zhen and the other two understood what he meant.

Tang Yin walked to the side of the city wall and looked down. Everywhere he looked, there was a large group of soldiers huddled together, he could not tell their numbers.

He sighed softly and raised his eyes to look in other directions at the city walls. There were attacks and defensive battles in some places, close combat in others, soldiers from both sides mixing together, shouting and shouting, the clashing of iron and iron and the occasional screams. There were corpses everywhere, broken weapons everywhere, and the entire city wall had become a living hell.

Now he finally understood that no matter how strong a person was, they would only be able to play a minor role in a large-scale war. Of course, this was only his current level of understanding.

Leaning on the arrow stack, he sat on the ground and rubbed his stomach. "If only I could get something to eat," he said.

Qiu Zhen burst into laughter as he sat down next to Tang Yin. Shaking his head, he said, "Now, even if I have to eat bird's nest or fish wings, I won't be able to eat any more." Surrounded by broken limbs and fresh blood, he felt nauseous at the thought of eating.

"Man is iron, food is steel, and food is steel!" Tang Yin muttered, he raised his head, looked at the sky, and said indifferently: "I wonder how long this battle will last."

Although Tang Yin was born with the habit of devouring blood as if it was his life, fighting from morning until now, was truly tiring of him. His body and mind were filled with an indescribable sense of tiredness.

"Who knows …" Qiu Zhen laughed bitterly.

He had no confidence in his own side's ability to defend the Tong Gate. If they did not have reinforcements, if they persevered like this, perhaps no one would be able to escape in the end. " I wonder where General Wu is now … "

Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of a bugle horn coming from below the city.

To blow the horn to attack, to call for retreat, this was the common command of the entire world.

Tang Yin pulled himself together and stood up quickly, saying: "The enemies are coming up again!"

Gu Yue was a soldier, as though he was a wind-up machine, the wounds on his body were just half bandaged, hearing the enemy's horn, he immediately jumped up, grabbed his blade, released his Spirit Qi, and completed the Spirit Materialization of Weapon, preparing to fight.

Indeed. Ning Jun's attack came again.

This time, the attack of the Ning soldiers poured more troops into their section of the city wall. There were no gaps in the rows of ladders as the black mass of Ning soldiers climbed up the ladders, screaming and attacking the city walls.

After that, there was an endless battle going on.

The second siege of the Ning Army lasted from noon until the evening. Only when the sky had gradually darkened and it was unfavorable to the siege did they call for reinforcements.

A total of one hundred thousand soldiers from both sides were sent to attack the city. Only fifty thousand of them were completely evacuated, and more than half of them had died. However, the garrison army of the Windy Nation did not manage to take advantage of this situation.

The bodies of the Feng Country soldiers, the remains of the Ning Army, and finally, Luo Cheng's group of ten mountains of corpses.

The fresh blood solidified and dried up, the dark gray city walls had turned black and red, helmets and weapons were scattered everywhere. Countless exhausted Feng Soldier laid on the ground to rest, covering the city walls in a mess. Now, people's faces could no longer tell whether it was joy or fear. There was no emotion, and what appeared in their eyes was a uniform, numb face.

No one spoke, and no one was in the mood to speak. All that was left on the wall were the gasps and faint moans of the wounded.

Tang Yin, Qiu Zhen, Gu Yue and Le Tian all slowly walked towards the tower.

Suddenly, Tang Yin felt a burst of anger in his heart. He was not angry with Ning Jun outside the city, but rather with the Liang Family of the four great nobles.

The defending troops of Tong Gate were using their own lives to repay the country, and were dripping with blood and sweat. With twenty thousand people, they could enemy four hundred thousand units of the Ning Army, yet the Liang Family had delayed sending reinforcements due to such selfish gains, which was extremely hateful.

Even if he had been promoted by Wu Mei, it was only by chance that he had met her. However, at this moment, he felt an indescribable feeling of rejection and anger towards the Liang Family, which had become the main reason for his enmity with them in the future.

"Tang Yin!"

As the four of them reached the tower, they heard his name being called from above.

He looked up and saw that Wu Mei had leaned half a body out of the tower, her eyes were wide open, and was looking at him with surprise and joy.

By now, the spirit armor on Tang Yin's body had disappeared, revealing his original appearance. He smiled faintly at Wu Mei. Seeing that she was safe and sound, he seemed to heave a sigh of relief in his heart.

He climbed up the tower to meet Wu Mei.

The tower was not big. It was four meters long and two meters wide. It was less than ten square meters.

Inside the tower, not only were Wu Mei and Wu Ying there, there was even General Zongzheng, who was guarding the Tong Gate.

Zongzheng Guang Xiao continued to command from within the tower, he did not personally participate in the battle, but after one day, he looked much more haggard.

Wu Mei and Wu Ying were obviously involved in the fierce battle, both of them were covered in blood, but they were still full of energy, and seemed to not be injured.

Without waiting for Tang Yin to speak, Wu Mei had already spoken first: "Where did you run off to? "Why haven't I found you yet!"

Tang Yin laughed: "I have been at the North of City."

"Oh!" Wu Mei replied, then asked with concern: "What's the situation over at the north side? When the Ningxia army attacked the city, I noticed that they put a lot of manpower in the north. "

Tang Yin shrugged and said casually: "What else can I do?!" After saying that, he turned around and pointed at Qiu Zhen and the other two, and said: "In the end, there are only the four of us, the rest are all dead."

Wu Mei gave Qiu Zhen, Gu Yue, and Le Tian a simple glance, but didn't say much. She let out a light sigh, turned around and said to Zongzheng Guang Xiao: "General Zongzheng, with the current situation, you won't be able to defend Tong Gate no matter what … "We can't delay any longer. It's best for you to come with me. Your Majesty is very clear on his reasoning. Under such circumstances, he won't punish you."

"Haha …" Zongzheng laughed widely, his laughter was both bleak and bitter, as he shook his head and said, "Right now, do I still have to care about His Majesty punishing me or not?! Since His Majesty has handed over the Tong Gate to me to guard, you must have placed great trust in me.

"General Zongzheng..."

Zongzheng waved his hand, interrupting Wu Mei's advice, and said: "General Wu and I have different responsibilities, there is no need to stay."

Seeing that Wu Mei still had more to say, he continued in a serious tone, "In the hundreds of thousands of years of Feng Country, only generals have died on the battlefield, and no generals have escaped before the battle. Even if I am outnumbered and have a narrow escape from death today, I will still live or die together with the warriors of the Tong Gate and not sully the might of my Windy Nation. "

Hearing these words, everyone present was emotionally moved.

The surrounding guards could not help but lower their heads, wiping the corners of their eyes, Wu Mei and Wu Ying's eyes were also red, they were choked with sobs and could not speak. Even Tang Yin's heart was sore, and she sincerely admired Zongzheng for his unyielding spirit.

"I only have one thing to ask of you, General Wu." Zongzheng extended her hand into her bosom, took out a letter, and handed it over to Wu Mei. She said: "I hope that this letter from the Feng Family can be delivered to my home after General Wu returns to the Yan City."

Wu Mei's hands trembled as she received the letter. After a moment of silence, she spoke once more, "General Zongzheng, you …" The moment she said that, but seeing Zongzheng's resolute expression, she swallowed his words back. He felt that if he continued with his persuasion, it would already be an insult and disrespect to Zongzheng.

She carefully put away the letter, lowered her head, and said seriously, "General Zongzheng, please be at ease. I will definitely bring the letter home."

"Ah, thank you General Wu!" Zongzheng revealed a smile and sighed softly: "This way, I won't worry anymore."

He looked at the Ning Army Camp outside the city, and said: "I wonder if the Ning Army will attack again tonight. General Wu should be making her move now."

Wu Mei bit her lips, steeled her heart, and decided to no longer tarry, she said: "I'm at Yan City, waiting for General Zongzheng's good news of retreating!"

These words, even she herself did not believe. This meant that she was not only encouraging Zongzheng to be filial, but she was giving herself hope that Zongzheng would be filial and live on.

"Hehe, if fate wills it, I shall bid my farewells to General Wu's Yan City!"