Demoness, Where Are You Fleeing To?

When Zhang Guanlan and others arrived, Ashe Timur's face looked ashen and hesitant.

He was not sure whether a siege was necessary under such circumstances.

If we attack by force, there will definitely be a lot of casualties.

Those artillery shells fired from Nankou Pass were simply the most powerful weapons in this narrow valley, unrivaled.

In addition to the huge casualties, this cannon also dealt a particularly heavy blow to morale.

It not only destroyed all the surrendering troops, but also caused turmoil and panic among the cavalry troops under his command. On the contrary, at the head of Nankou Pass, the officers and soldiers of the Jin army were greatly boosted in morale, united as one, and full of blood and smoke.

"Prince!" At this time, a lama with an appearance of about sixteen years old and wearing a robe appeared beside Ashitamur: "If we attack by force, all the Mongol men here may be killed or injured."

Ashe Timur looked sideways and saw that it was Tsongkhapa, the Dharma King of Longxiang Temple.

Longxiang Temple is a large tantric temple located in the northern part of Mongolia, with hundreds of thousands of followers. This Dharma King's soul boy has only been reincarnated for seven years, but he has already gained great authority among believers.

His father was also worried that his partial master would not be strong enough for the heavenly throne. Before the war, he specially presented a large amount of gold, silver and magic weapons to Longxiang Temple and invited him to join the army.

"I know." Ah Timur was still hesitant to make a decision. The cost of a strong attack might be more than he could bear, but he was unwilling to retreat just like that.

His father spent years of accumulated national power and mobilized countless resources. Is this the result?

And they couldn't afford the price of retreating, let alone the follow-up pursuit by the Jin army. Just the heavy snow covering the entire grassland can cause them heavy losses.

There was heavy snow on the grassland this year and countless livestock were frozen to death.

Once there is no harvest in the Central Plains, the nearly ten million people of Wasi and Tatar will definitely encounter large-scale famine. By the end of this winter, it is possible that one or two million of their people will starve to death.

Also, Ata Timur had a hunch that if they could not attack Beijing in one go this time, they would have to pay a heavier price next time.

"His Royal Highness cannot retreat!"

As this cold and stern voice reached Ashe Timur's ears, several figures fell from the sky.

Ashe Timur turned around and looked back, and found that the person who came was none other than Zhang Guanlan, followed by his disciple Zhang Tianyuan, and the mysterious swordsman wearing a bamboo hat and black clothes.

Zhang Guanlan's expression was unusually cold: "Once we retreat, Grand Master Yexian will lose everything, and the good situation of the Wala tribe will be ruined."

Ashe Timur's spirit was slightly lifted, but he kept his expression: "I know the truth, but the current situation, we may not be able to capture Guancheng even if we try our best today."

"Zhang has his own way!"

Zhang Guanlan raised his hand slightly and took a pagoda in his hand: "This is the wind-suppressing tower. With this treasure, the cannon in Nankou Pass will not pose a threat."

At this time, he placed the lifelike stone man with three small arms, three heads and six arms in front of him.

"Your esoteric sect enshrines a 'Multi-Armed Ming King Statue', which is said to have the power of heaven and shake the grasslands. The thing in my hand is called the Giant Spirit Statue. It is a variant of the Yellow Turban Warrior and has been worshiped for many years. Their power Although he is not as good as the multi-armed king, he still has great power close to the heavenly throne."

At this moment, a total of three giants rose from the ground, and countless mud and rocks gathered around them. Their bodies continued to grow taller and taller, eventually forming three giant stone statues with three heads and six arms, about a thousand feet high. Their bodies alone occupied less than half of the canyon.

Zhang Guanlan's eyes were cold: "Although there are no gunboats in the clouds, it is still easy for me to break through the city defense of Nankou Pass."

Ashe Timur didn't reply. Although Zhang Guanlan's words were extravagant, he still wanted to see the effect.

At exactly this time, another artillery shell was fired from Guancheng.

The wind-suppressing tower in Zhang Guanlan's hand emitted a slight fluorescence, and actually suppressed all the wind flow in the dozens of miles in front of Guancheng, including the Gangdao wind blade carried by the conical cannonball.

The blue and red streamers were still invincible, but their lethality was reduced to about four feet around the trajectory. The people around him will still be shocked and injured, and will be blown away by the air waves, but they will not be torn apart by the wind blades that spread out three feet each. The casualties it caused were more than ten times less than before.

But Ashe Timur still changed his color, because this shot was actually aimed at the place where he was standing.

Just when he reacted, the stream of light was already less than a hundred feet away from him.

At this time, it was no longer possible to dodge, and Ashe Timur instinctively began to mobilize his army and prepare to fight head-on. Zhang Guanlan, who was standing next to him, snorted coldly: "Tian Yuan!"

The two-foot-tall man in black armor immediately stepped out of the way and walked in front of Ashe Timur. Countless flesh sprouts and white bones stretched out from his right hand, quickly forming a shield composed of flesh and white bones, with the surface covered with black void energy.

The cone-shaped cannonball bombarded it and destroyed the shield in an instant. The entire body of the black-armored man was also blown away, sliding back on the ground, creating a huge ravine.

However, with Zhang Tianyuan blocking him, Ashe Timur dodged it.

Zhang Tianyuan was blasted fifty miles away and came to a stop when he hit a huge mountain. His arms were broken by the shells and his entire body was in disrepair.

Zhang Tianyuan didn't care about this. He jumped into the air and flew back in the direction of Zhang Guanlan. His body continued to recover along the way, but the flesh and blood of all the deceased around him now turned gray and withered and shrank.

The blood of these dead people was forcibly sucked away by Zhang Tianyuan and used to recover from their injuries.

"If His Highness wants to attack, then please make a decision early. This place is only more than 200 miles away from Beijing. If several great scholars in the Jin Dynasty cabinet get the news here, they will definitely come as soon as possible. If they bring Many Imperial Confucian students can possess combat prowess close to that of heaven.

So if you want to attack, you have to do it as quickly as possible, and you have to do it in one fell swoop. But if we can't capture it within an hour, it won't be too late for us to consider retreating! "

Zhang Guanlan continued to persuade Ashe Timur: "I wonder what His Highness the Prince thinks?"

Ashe Timur looked at the returning Zhang Tianyuan thoughtfully.

He saw that the disciple Zhang Guanlan was extremely powerful, but even so, he could not challenge the power of the cannon head-on.

But if you can't bear it, then don't bear it. As long as there are no scattered wind wings, they can still withstand the casualties of 200 people in one shot.

Thinking of this, the luster in Ashe Timur's eyes gradually became sharper: "Then ask Heavenly Master to break through the Nankou Pass city defense!"

Ashtamur then issued an order: "Send an order to all the households and all the Taiwanese, and order them to rectify their troops and horses as soon as possible and prepare to attack the city. What does this mess look like? Are they still the warriors of our Mongol people?"

Next to him, Tsongkhapa, the Dharma King of Longxiang Temple, sighed softly.

He flicked his sleeves slightly, and a golden Buddhist wheel immediately rose into the sky, suspended behind his head, and emitted thousands of golden lights.

Tsongkhapa has only been 'reincarnated' for seven years, and his current cultivation level has only reached the peak of the eleventh floor. With the help of this Buddhist wheel inherited from the 'Dragon Elephant Temple' and the secret method of initiation, his cultivation and magic power can reach the true heavenly level.

Zhang Guanlan smiled slightly and immediately drove the three 'giant statues' towards the city gate.

Their bodies are one thousand feet high, which is six miles. At this time, it only took one step to reach a distance of two miles, and then he swung the huge stone fist, which was two acres in size, against the city wall.

The defensive array in Nankou Pass immediately came into effect, and a golden armored warrior with a height of 800 feet was formed in mid-air. It used the power of Gengjin to form a shield to withstand the bombardment of the giant fist.

But at this time, the entire defensive array was making a clicking sound, and the runes, crystals and magic stones inside were shattered one after another under the strong pressure.

Fortunately, there were enough magicians in the city, and Zuo Daoxing brought a large amount of city defense materials from the emperor's inner treasury, including many 'Yan Bing', 'Magic Stone', and 'Yuan Jing', which can be continuously replaced.

But at this time, the ground in front of the city wall rose rapidly under the influence of Zhang Guanlan's magic, forming a 'hillside' that went straight to the city head.

On top of the city, Xue Yunrou frowned slightly, then floated into the air. The Zhengyi Shenlu between her eyebrows glowed slightly, and then she also threw out a stone man with the same three heads and six arms, which was as thick as a small arm.

A moment later, a huge stone statue, also a thousand feet tall, appeared in front of Guancheng. As soon as it appeared, it was surrounded by three stone statues on the opposite side, and half of its body was broken into pieces.

However, its recovery speed is very fast and can be restored in an instant. Under the restraint of this stone statue, the pressure on the city defense array was reduced by at least half.

The three heads and six arms of the four 'giant statues' blasted at each other, causing the ground to shake. There was a fierce force of force, and countless gravel and dust continued to fall down.

At this time, Xue Yunrou pointed towards the ground again, causing the bulging ground in front of the pass to collapse again. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net was still unable to rise to a position flush with the city wall.

"The scoundrel of the Xue family!"

Zhang Guanlan's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of murderous intent and surprise.

The surprise was the 'Giant Spirit Statue'. Before he left the Tianshi Mansion, the Tianshi Mansion clearly did not have such a thing.

The three statues in his hand were given to him by his master not long ago as a trump card to prevent accidents.

When did Zhang Shenye and his three generations of descendants refine this thing? He also gave this precious thing to Xue Yunrou, an outsider woman.

Although Zhang Guanlan was extremely angry, he could not do anything else. He had to control the three 'Giant Spirit Statues' at the same time, use the Wind Suppression Tower to suppress the wind spirits, and also use magic to maintain the soil slope. The mana consumption was already huge.

Considering that the opponent possesses the pair of 'Heaven Strikes Earth and Yangyang Divine Swords', Zhang Guanlan must retain a certain amount of energy to cope with the situation.

"Your Highness, your army can now be dispatched."

Ashe Timur also knew that the time had come, and just when he was about to wave his saber, another blue and red stream of light blasted out from the Nankou Pass. It forcibly penetrated the thighs of the three 'giant statues'. Then it exploded above the Mengwu Iron Cavalry, and countless tiny pills flew down like a rain of flowers all over the sky.

In an instant, two thousand Mongolian knights were reduced to a pulp by the projectiles covering several miles, and then golden flames spread rapidly across the battlefield.