Chapter 593： Dragon Gall Camp defeated

The moonlight is like a frosty frost on the ground inside and outside the Mosongguan. The city is in the south, the drums roar, the torches are shining, and hundreds of thousands of Yihe national army are in full swing. Finally, in the Qingling Mountains, the sky and the sea After a slight failure, Ding Hao and Long Qianlin had to fight against the winds of the three customs in the spur of the Yihe National University.

"Oh... oh..."

The axle of the siege catapult rotates an extremely audible sound. This is an improved catapult car. It is cast in steel and has a very strong torsion system. It can project a range of nearly 500 meters. It is a piece of Yihe Country. Secret weapon.

Ding Yan’s eyes are cold, and he looks at the shovel in the mountains. He raises his hand: “After entering the range, I immediately fired the torch stone and burned the ink pine. I can see that the wind can survive. how long!"

"Yes!"

A group of generals gathered together and punched. The next moment, the tank of the catapult was put into a piece of ignited stone, torch stone, a kind of flammable stone on the surface, wrapped with cotton and other things, and burned after pouring the sable oil. Along with the loud noise of the catapult, a torch stone rises to the sky and goes straight to the Meisong Pass!

"Hey..."

Most of the torchstones were on the wall, but many of them rolled into the city and burned the soldiers in the city.

......

"Extinguishing!"

The wind followed the handle and walked on the corridor with the handle. His face was iron and green: "Everyone has hidden it for me. Don't be easily hit by the torch. The soldiers in the city will lift the water and extinguish the fire. Order the city and quickly get out of the nearest water source. Water enters the city."

"Yes, command!"

When I came to the edge of the city, the wind continued to reach out and pressed on the raft. Looking at the raging fire in the distance, I couldn’t help but worry. The Yihe country really began to storm the city. Although the three customs were strong, they might not have been able to persist for too long. In particular, after the Yihe Kingdom used this new type of catapult, the original Qinling had fewer water sources and it was difficult to extinguish the fire. Moreover, the interior of the city was covered with wooden structures. Once it was ignited, it was difficult to save itself.

At this time, Tang took a cane, accompanied by a violent cough, stepped on the stone steps and walked onto the observatory of the city.

"His Royal Highness Seven Seas."

The wind hurried to meet the front, saying: "You are in poor health, how come you go to the city pool, go on a break, and leave it to me."

The Tang attack also said: "Yes, Your Highness, it is enough to give us the things here."

"Do you think that I am getting old enough to die?" Tang Yan smiled slightly, squinting at the hundreds of thousands of male soldiers in Lingnan, could not help but sigh: "If the Bailing cavalry guarding the Jiange is the first in Yihe. If you are a strong soldier, then the army of Ding Hao and Long Qianlin should be the second strongest soldier of the Yihe Kingdom! The wind commander, do you have the confidence to hold the three levels?"

"No."

The wind has continued: "For more than three thousand years, the Qinling Mountains and the North have always been loyal to the Imperial Capital. There has never been any war in the Qinling Mountains. Although the Songsong Pass is a hero, the war preparations are very rare, the walls are peeling off, and the repairs have been long. In addition, with the new stone throwing tools developed by Yiheguo, I am afraid that they will continue to attack like this. Within ten days, the Mesong Pass will collapse into a ruin."

Tang Yan frowned. "So, isn't it a way to stay for a long time? Is there any idea in the wind?"

"Yes, but I need seven sea kings to help."

"Oh? What busy?"

The wind follows the normal color: "Your grandson, Tang Yan, is not dead. He led the 300,000-strong army to guard the seven customs, stopped, and threatened that unless there is a seven-season your letter, they will not obey the assignment. It is said that they are not obeying. The county governor has already mobilized the demon army to prevent any accidents. So, please ask Seven Sea King to write a letter to me. I immediately sent someone to call Tang Yan to lead 300,000 soldiers, as long as there are 300,000 soldiers. We can be anti-customer-oriented, and open the three-door out of the city to fight the dragon Qianlin and Ding Wei."

"Is there still such a thing?"

Tang Xiao smiled and said: "Maybe the Seven Seas City soldiers have lived in the Seven Seas Province for a long time. They can't stand the life in the South. I heard that many soldiers are already sick and need to cultivate and raise their feet. So... wait Wait, wait for them to resume their fighting power, and the veteran will naturally order them to go to the front to meet the Mozu and Yihe."

The wind naturally knows what the old fox is thinking. He is waiting, waiting for the defeat of the empire, or the two defeats of the Yi and the country and the Mozu, so that the 300,000 soldiers of the Seven Seas City will be able to attack the Lanyan City. It has become the new owner of the empire. Unfortunately, Tang Xiaoxuan has led the Yaozu army to defend Lanyan City. Tang Yi’s wishful thinking is still going to fail.

"If that's the case, then wait."

The wind continued to pass a chill in the eyes, saying: "Not long ago we received the military situation from the Canglin Valley, the Imperial Army was defeated, and the deputy governor of the Yunnan Provincial Army, Su Shibing, was defeated, and the Shenwei Camp and the Iron Blade Army also Losing defeat and heavy losses, I am afraid that the Imperial Army in Canglin Valley has been unable to support it for too long."

Tang Yan’s face is full of coldness: “The wind will lead the rest of the mind, wait a few days, and the seven seas will send troops!”

"Well, when the empire is in the doldrums, it is still hoped that the public will be the most important thing in the world." Feng took a deep look at him and said: "The imperial army is destroyed, the demon, the righteousness and the country are sinister, I am afraid The 300,000 soldiers in Seven Seas City will not help, and your Highness is a businessman. Should you not do anything to lose money?"

Tang Yan was silent and coughed twice, saying: "Come and help me."

Looking at the figure of Tang Yanyuan, the wind continued to hold the iron fist, hating to gnash his teeth.

Su Shi’s voice is very cold, and he is not afraid of the Tang attack on the side. He said: “The empire is still alive and dead. He is still ignoring and ignoring. He simply doesn’t know how to live and die... If he was not so arrogant, I’m afraid that Yihe will not capture Lanyan City. It is."

The wind did not speak, but the Tang attack was a faint smile: "When the public squats, it seems that the Yungong in the rainy city is still inactive. Susie’s commander should be at the side of Yungong. Don’t you know what Yungong thinks?"

"you!"

Su Shi was so angry that he was pale and biting his red lips, and he did not argue with the Tang attack.

The wind continued to take a deep breath and said: "No matter what, wait another two days, see if the rain and the gentian camp can stop the Mozu, if the direction of the Canglin Valley came to the news of the defeat of the rain, Then I left my handsome flag on the Meisong Pass, and I led the 30,000-strong banned iron rider to fully support Canglin Valley. In any case, I couldn’t let Yin Yin’s accident.”

Su Shi nodded: "Well!"

Tang attacked a fist: "The wind is unified and assured, even if it is to fight me to attack this life, it will not let Long Qianlin and Ding Wei break through the three levels!"

......

A thousand miles away, the drums sounded rumbling on the avenue. The eight-figure pattern of the gentian camp of 45,000 people was like a tough wedge. The nearly 200,000 horses of the Lei Chong Army were nailed together. The Horned Bale is in the East and can't make a point.

The east has a white belly, and the sun is about to spurt out, and the soldiers of the gentian camp have been insisting for a whole night, and almost everyone is exhausted.

"Tiger Wings meets the enemy!"

Wei Qiu raised his arm and his face was full of smoke and ash marks. He said, "The flames are on the turtle!"

Suddenly, more than 100 staff members of the Lan Yancheng Temple in the battlefield have come out, and the power of the psychic is in the palm of their hands. There are bursts of roars behind them, and more than a hundred flaming turtles have their bodies. These flaming tortoises curled up their bodies and protected themselves with flame armor. The body was filled with flames and rushed to the demon!

"Booming..."

A group of flames skyrocketed, and the screams of the Mozu were one after another. The magical magic is originally afraid of fire, the wings are flammable, and even the body of the magical demon is flammable. Moreover, the flame of the fire turtle is not a wildfire, but a mysterious fire that has been transformed by spiritual power. Xuan Huo is burning like this, and there is still a living way in the armor.

However, the number of flaming tortoises is limited, and the sorcerer is very ferocious. He is not afraid of death and slams the tomahawk and spear to the mysterious tortoise. The sound of "嘭嘭嘭" is heard, and the tortoise shell is shelled. Although it is hard, it is not invincible. Soon, the mysterious turtle is injured.

"Hey! Give me a break!"

Among the demons, Lei Chong, wearing a golden armor, reappeared. The blood red master was around the warhammer. When a hammer fell, a flame turtle was ruptured and died.

"Little Red!"

In the battle of the Eight Diagrams, a staff member of the temple was screaming. After the spirit of the beast, he could feel the pain and fear of the death of the fire turtle. This feeling is no different from the death of himself.

......

"The gentian camp is going to be defeated!"

Yan Yifan shot a fine light in his eyes and said: "What do we do now is good?"

Lin Muyu said: "Remove it, withdraw it all, and let the gentian camp leave behind the temple."

"but……"

Qin Yin bites the silver teeth, and the golden ice crystals around the palms are swirling. "I will stay, and my strength can also help the gentian camp." Luo Wei, you protect the grandfather and the princes to retreat!"

"Yes!" Luo Yan held a fist.

Lin Muyu did not say much, Qin Yin wants to stay and stay, anyway, the next battle may not let her personally play.

......

At this time, the eight-figure figure composed of the soldiers of the Dragon Gall Camp was already faltering. For the whole night, the soldiers in the eight battles suffered heavy casualties, and the 45,000 people were at least half lost. If they were killed, they would inevitably fall into the ranks of the whole army. In the end, fortunately, the Devil's damage is also very serious. At least 30,000 people were killed by the eight-figure map this night. Plus two or three thousand wings, the damage of the Dragon Gall Camp has already been valued.

Wei Qiu stood on the stage and looked at Lin Muyu on the distant hillside. Lin Muyu was watching him. His arm was gently raised and pointed to the north. He was excited and said: "Drums, Withdrew, all launched and entered the valley in the north!"

Lin Muyu also carried a long sword and turned over the horse. He said: "Qin Yan, protect your high school, you can watch it here, I will add a fire!"

"yes, Sir!"