Chapter 616： Breaking the mountain and killing people

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

A purple thunder rose into the sky, the mushroom cloud took it, and the violent shock wave swept the magic crystal battalion of the gentian camp. Many soldiers even disappeared in the light of the magic crystal cannon without even screaming. The blasting, this cannon, directly reimbursed the magic crystal cannon of the Dragon Gall Camp!

Above the city pool of Shangyang City, Qin Yi, Long Qianlin, Ding Wei and others looked far away from the distant purple light. It was like a catastrophe. Qin Yi smiled and laughed, while Long Qianlin frowned. It is conceivable that if these shells all fall on the wall of Shangyang City, Shangyang City may become history.

Ding Wei was silent, his expression was dignified, and Long Qianlin’s plan was successful, but... What can this change? Just let the Yihe Kingdom be destroyed in the evening months. Once Lanyancheng’s newly-casted magic crystal cannons are transported to the front line, Shangyang City will still be turned into a ruin.

"If this magic crystal cannon is used for me, why not be the world!" Qin Yi said with a feeling.

On the side, Manning smiled and said: "Dadu is unified, it is not difficult to get a magic crystal cannon. As long as it is a human heart, it can be bought. It is said that the magic crystal cannon is a person named Qin Ziling who is responsible for manufacturing. As long as he finds Qin Ziling, he will pay attention again. I am not afraid of magic crystal cannons."

"Ok."

Qin Yi smiled and said: "The sunset king said very much, but... now that the war is glued, it is too late to go to Lanyan City to invite this Qinziling, and wait until the end of the war."

"Yes!"

......

The Imperial Army position has become a mess. Wei Qiu took the sword and led a Guard to gallop. He went straight to the camp of the Magic Crystal Cannon. He saw only a piece of fire in the distance, and couldn’t help but feel the pain in his heart. !

Soon after, the Chinese army’s big account will gather.

The wind continued to take charge of the handsome seal, and looked at the crowd indifferently. He said: "This sound... I must have our magic crystal cannon no longer exist?"

"Yes."

Wei Qiu and boxing, his face is iron and green: "The subordinate supervisor is weak, so that a captain of the ministry privately fired a magic crystal cannon, causing the warehouse to explode in succession, and all the shells were blown up."

"Ugh……"

The wind continues: "This thing can't blame you. I have to find out exactly who is doing it. We still need to make a long-term plan. Let's talk about it. Since the magic crystal cannon is gone, how should we win Shangyang City?"

Su Shidao: "The wall of Shangyang City is 20 meters high and very strong. The gate is cast with pure iron. One meter thick, the siege chariot is useless, and there are nearly a hundred in the rear of Shangyang City. The affluent state and county support, the city is difficult to attack."

"It’s hard to attack and attack."

Xiang Yu frowned: "I suggest that you will start siege tomorrow. Each legion will attack the city for three days, and will take turns to attack, so that the defenders in Shangyang City will be tired of coping, and then send small units to penetrate into the Shangyang from the mountains on both sides. The city, spreading rumors, said that Qin Yi intends to abandon the city, chaos their military heart, so that Shangyang City will not break."

"Okay, it can only be like this."

The wind continued to look at Wei Qiu, saying: "When will the next batch of magic crystal cans be sent?"

"A month later."

"There must be heavy escorts, and no more mistakes can be made."

"The marshal is relieved, and his subordinates escorted himself."

"okay."

The wind continued to look at the starry sky outside the big account, and could not help but sigh, saying: "If Ah Yu is here."

Suddenly, Su Shi, Wei Qiu, Situ Sen, Situ Xue, Zhang Wei and others have been moving. Yes, if Lin Muyu is there, there may be a trick, and it will not be like this being the only way to force the siege.

Forced attack, which means to use the flesh and blood of the Imperial soldiers to cast a new throne.

Although, this throne has no idea who is coming to sit.

In the middle of the night, the wind continued to hold the military books and still could not sleep.

At this time, the voice of the guards came from outside: "Marshal, Shen Hou, Yi Fan, Su Shi, and Wei Qiu, Qin Yan, and Xiang Yu, and Luo Juntong asked for help!"

These four people are the pillars of the major legions. Since the death of Tang Yu and Su Muyun, the whereabouts of Tang Xiaoxuan are unknown, and the real mainstay of the empire is this group of people.

"Come in." Late at night, there must be major issues.

When a group of people entered the big account, the wind went down and put the book down, stood up and hugged the boxing: "You are coming late at night, don't know what's going on?"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, it seems to be shoving. In the end, Su Shi went forward and hugged the fist: "The wind commander, you are the current Marshal of the Imperial Army, the last holy shrine of the Emperor is the book you are Handsome, now... A rain stone is sealed in the blood red, you are the leader of the highest military power of the empire, we want to ask, what are your plans for the future of the empire?"

"I..." The wind could not help but have a headache. Su Shi’s meaning is self-evident. Qin Yinyi died, the empire needs a new emperor, and a country cannot be without the Lord.

Xiang Yuqiquan said: "After the Imperial Army entered Lingnan, Lien Chan's winning streak, such as today's next unified trend has become imperative, the female emperor has fallen, the wind command, the empire needs a new emperor."

"Imperial?" The wind responded with a bit of a dull response.

Su Shidao: "The wind commander, I am the minister of the imperial stocks, although Xiao Yin did not leave a few words before leaving, but Xiao Yin is not willing to see the empire's fragmented scene."

"Everyone, what's the idea?" The wind continued to whisper, he knows, at this time the emperor of the empire is who, just look at the group of people who are willing to stand.

The eyebrows are tightly locked, saying: "There is a bloodline of an emperor who is justified. Nowadays... there are not many people who have the blood of the Qin family. The lower house of Qin Yan is the closest to the imperial family, and the other is the loyal king's palace. According to my opinion, Qin Qin, Qin Moxibustion, etc. should hold Qin Yan as the new master of Daqin.

The wind did not respond, but looked at Qin Yan and asked: "A Yan, are you willing to be the master of Daqin?"

Qin Yan sneaked and hurriedly said: "I don't want to steal the cousin's Jiangshan... And I don't know anything about the emperor's affairs. I don't even know how to go to the DPRK. If I am an emperor, I will only Mistaken by mistakes and people, look at the wind and lead the way to think again!"

The wind continued to sigh: "Is there any other person?"

"Have."

Yan Yifan licked the beard and said: "Lin Muyu, who is in the blood red valley, he is the emperor of the emperor, the righteous brother of Yin Dian, the outstanding merits, the ancient and the ancient, the repair is the same as the realm, I am afraid there is no longer Who is more suitable for him as the owner of the new Daqin Empire."

Yan Yifan is the only old minister in the field, and his words are naturally very weighty.

The wind followed the slogan: "It’s just raining him... He is banned from the **** red, even though I don’t ask, you should understand that Ah Yu will not accept it at all, and Yin Dian went alone to Bailing City. Killing, this incident has already caused Ah Yu to squat for half a year. If you let Ayu become the emperor at this time, do you think Ah Yu will agree?"

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The wind continued to look at the people, his eyes burned, and said: "I am the commander of the empire, all of whom are loyal to the imperial descendants. Nowadays...A rain is still struggling in the blood red to wait for the return of the temple, we Shouldn't I wait? I mean... The Daqin Empire no longer holds the emperor, only the princes, and I guard the territory of the 10,000-mile, waiting for the day when the royal family returns to the world, how?"

"Yes!"

Everyone has a fist.

For a long while, Su Shi said: "So... always a person who can stand alone?"

"Yeah." The wind continued to nod. "When we break through Shangyang City, the enemy's Qin Yi, Long Qianlin and other enemies, I will personally go to the blood red, ask Ah Yu to be king, if he does not want, then Had to have Lao Yayan."

Qin Yanyi: "I...I..."

The wind continued to cover the shoulders of Qin Yan gently, saying: "This is your responsibility, no need to deny, everyone in our presence is not qualified to be the emperor, we are waiting... Waiting for the day of the return of the temple ""

"Yes!"

......

In Bailing City, the clouds of smoke linger in the blood red sky, a fast-paced horse gallops, a group of practitioners have dismounted, each of them wears the image of the Seventh Palace on their arms, and in the air, an old man comes to the clouds It is the Luo Yi who has cultivated to the peak of the gods.

Luo Wei was cautious, and as one of the national teachers of the Yi and the country, he could not lie after the defeat of the Yi and the country. He also knew that the destiny could not be violated, the righteousness and the country were defeated, and the defeat was fierce... The line is undoubtedly at its own risk.

"This is the blood red heart?"

Luo Yan smiled coldly and looked at the abyss with a gaze.

A group of disciples jumped into the abyss, and there were no shortages of sacred cults. They were armed with one hand and walked cautiously and carefully in the abyss. Far away, a rocky mountain stood in the distance.

A disciple hurriedly said: "Xianzun you see, that is Lin Muyu's self-sealing stone mountain, his body is in the stone mountain!"

"Oh? Follow me."

"Yes!"

A group of people flew away. When they came down to the rocky mountain, they found that the stone mountain was not too big, very embarrassing, and it had already produced a piece of greenery.

"There was a lot of Qin Yin's gods and fragments of Linghua in the original blood redness, but now they are gone, and they have been taken away by Lin Muyu, hehe." A disciple said indignantly: "This Lin Muyu threatened, saying I am waiting for Qin Yin to return here!"

"Return?"

Luo Yan could not help but sneer, said: "I am afraid that he does not have this opportunity. Today, I will be here to break the mountain and let Lin Muyu robbed! I will let it go, I will make a contribution! Today, the deity I want to send Lin Muyu and Qin Yin to **** together!"

"Yes!"

The disciples spread out one by one, and Luo Xiao’s feet slammed into the sky, suddenly whispering, and suddenly the golden streamer lingered around his arms. When he put his palms together above his head, he suddenly condensed into a knives. It’s really the power of the martial arts of Luo Song – the blood knife!

"boom!"

The earth is shaking, the landslide is cracking, and the upper part of the stone mountain has been smashed by Luo Xiao!

"Come back!"

Luo Yan screamed and was a blow!

"Hey!"

The rock is flying, and the stone mountain bursts from the center, but a powerful force is surging in the mountain.