Fantasy: My Concubine Asked Me To Marry The Empress

Three days later, when the dawn fell, Shacheng was already in a mess.

The gate of the city has been broken open, and the moat formation in the mid-air is dimmed, as if it was nothing.

Countless black shadows covered the sky like ants, completely encircling the sand city.

The cultivators of Yucheng and Mucheng either swept through the air or climbed the wall, and they all went towards Shacheng.

The battles took place in every corner of the city, and lives were lost every moment, bright red blood was splashed everywhere, and thick fireworks swept upwards, straight into the sky.

In the shadow of sword light and blood, the lord of Shacheng led a group of soldiers, still desperately resisting.

"City Master, the situation in Shacheng is over, you should hurry up and leave!"

A soldier shouted, with madness and a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Haven't the reinforcements from Prince Mu's Mansion arrived yet!?"

Yan Muao shouted sharply with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, the deputy city lord who was seriously injured next to him shook his head.

"I'm afraid our news didn't get out at all, either Jade Slip was summoned to be tampered with, or Ning Yuesheng used some means."

Hearing this, Yan Muao gritted his teeth, full of resentment.

"Damn Ning Yuesheng! How dare you collude with the Dajin Dynasty?

The Dajin Dynasty is Damu's sworn enemy! I don't know how many people in Damu were killed, and how many bloody soldiers were killed! "

"This Ning Yuesheng, and that Mugan, how can there be any courtesy, righteousness and shame? They are simply inferior to animals!"

Yan Mu'ao tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, and it turned into a blue light to kill the rushing enemy.

A net has been laid outside, not to mention the cultivator in Shacheng, even he, a strong player in the Integrated Union realm, is not sure to break through.

Besides, Yan Muao has nothing to consider except his family, and his conscience and sense of responsibility don't allow him to abandon the soldiers and the common people and live in idyllic ways.

"Ning Yuesheng, daddy fought with you!"

Yan Muao ran the Cultivation Technique with all his strength, the light of the long knife in his hand rose sharply, and then he slashed out fiercely.

In an instant, the sky and the earth darkened, leaving only this sharp blade light.

"You are not qualified to fight with me, my life is much more valuable than yours."

Ning Yuesheng raised the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of the staff in his hand, a blood-red skull condensed out.

Then he swallowed the incoming knife light in one gulp.

Puff!

The skull began to shake, and the knife energy inside it raged wildly, and then the entire skull was cracked and burst.

"The traitor is coming!"

In the chaotic Spiritual Qi, Yan Muao with a serious face appeared in a flash, the long knife in his hand was entwined with a gloomy cold air, causing the surrounding temperature to drop suddenly.

"Fight of trapped beasts!"

Ning Yuesheng snorted coldly, and chose to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, he made a grimace to resist Yan Muao's blow, and then withdrew from the Shacheng.

Yan Mu'ao was about to continue chasing, when a golden light suddenly hit him.

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the sky above Shacheng, countless people looked up and saw a figure falling down, crashing into the city, splashing countless broken tiles.

"I haven't seen Yan Muao for many years, you are much weaker."

Jin Xiong in golden armor stood in the air, looking at Yan Muao in the deep pit.

"Jin Xiong!"

Yan Muao's originally angry expression became a little gloomy.

"Hey, do you still remember this general? But that's right, after all, I am your murderous enemy."

Jin Xiong smiled coldly, and said mockingly: "Before your son was killed by me, he once said very definitely that you would avenge him.

To be honest, I almost believed it at the time, but you old guy has been living in Shacheng for ten years. "

"Hahahaha, what an old turtle!"

Down below, Yan Muao, who was trembling all over, felt as if his heart was being stabbed by a knife. Why didn't he want to avenge his beloved son?

But now that Da Mu was in danger, he couldn't take care of himself, and he didn't have the strength to go to war with the Da Jin Dynasty.

"Yan Muao, this general gives you two choices,

One, surrender to me and use it for me.

Second, I watched my subordinates be executed lingeringly, and the women in the family were humiliated and then beheaded by me in unwillingness and humiliation. "

"He who understands current affairs is a hero, Yan Muao, you are not an idiot, are you?"

Jin Xiong curled his lips and said.

Yan Muao laughed loudly, and replied without thinking: "Do you think it is possible to want me, Yan Muao, to submit to you?"

"I also don't think it's possible, after all, I personally gave away your beloved son to Yellow Springs."

Jin Xiong took out his spear, stepped on the void and walked towards Yan Muao below.

"Don't worry, you father and son will be reunited soon."

On the other side, Ning Yuesheng and Mu Gan also surrounded him.