Martial Sage

The city head was the first to be rushed into the city, and the Mukun people rushing to the city head gradually increased.

Tu Yu smashed through the Mukun tribe who had just climbed to the top of the city.

"Clean up the city!"

On the other side, Mu Kun Moye slashed the guard's spear with a knife, and slashed down the opponent's head.

When the blood mist sprayed, the body without half of its face fell straight down.

A bloody Mu Kunmoye carried a bloody scimitar and shouted violently.

"Chop off these vicious dogs that oppress us!"

"Use their blood to pay tribute to the brothers who died in battle!"

As soon as the voice fell, Hou's figure flew up with a knife behind him, and in mid-air, the Mu Kun Shizu who was leaped to the top of the city threw himself to the ground. During the scuffle, Mu Kunshi bit off the guard's ear, picked up the weapon from the ground, and stabbed his calf fiercely.

The bloody fight continued, and the soldiers in the city continued to flock to the head of the city, compressing the soldiers who rushed up the wall to the side of the wall near the ladder.

Tu Yu had a murderous heart, holding his blood-stained hands, pinching the sticky handle of the knife, and looking at the subordinates rushing to the head of the city, he shouted.

"Finalize!"

Bang bang bang.

Iron shields are put together to form an iron wall.

"Push!"

Amidst Tu Yu's violent shouts, the iron wall slowly pushed forward, squeezing the Mukun tribe before.

When it was about to get close, a spear came out from a gap in the iron shield.

Puff puff.

The blood line then flew to the head of the city.

Mu Kun Moye glanced at the iron shield advancing in the distance, his eyes were full of helpless clansmen being handed out spears pierced through, and his heart was shocked.

The iron wall knife can't cut into it, and the spear can't go through it!

People of the own tribe are harvested as if they were cut leeks.

Facing the slowly advancing shield wall, the chaotic city guards gradually became orderly, following behind the shield wall, slashing and killing the Mukun tribe who had just ascended the city.

Seeing this gradually inferior situation, Mu Kunmoye was extremely anxious.

It seems that those who have just defended the city are just the militias in the city, and the real tiger division is worthy of being on the stage!

If this continues, the Own people will be wiped out at the head of the city sooner or later!

As soon as the order was to be withdrawn, the faces of the Central Plains appeared on the ladder at the head of the city.

The big hand pressed the wall stack, and the figure rose into the air. When the light figure fell on the iron shield, it seemed to have a mighty force, bursting open the depression of the entire iron wall.

The soldier behind the iron shield was suddenly overturned by a huge force. Before the soldier behind him had time to reach out the iron spear, he flew out.

In the muffled sound, he smashed the figure behind him, and churned backwards together.

When the people turned their backs on their backs, the iron shields that had been released made a harsh piercing noise on the city, smashed against the battlements, raising dust.

The next moment.

Eighteen human figures, like ghosts and demons, rushed toward the guards who fell to the ground.

The body with residual shadows walked among the soldiers with shields, and the bright white cold light flashed like hide-and-seek.

The eighteen people who came into view were like the messengers of The Underworld, with chilling killing intent in their cold eyes, and even before they could stand up, their necks were already cold.

When the blood mist rose, the guards of the city slowly collapsed.

Some people clutched their necks and pressed against the spewing blood stains. Some people stared at their chests blankly, the piercing wound was gurgling red. Some held their drooping palms, staring at the Qi Qi wrist incisions, wide-eyed and yelled...

...

Outside the city gate.

Tang Hao looked at the figure continuously falling from the tower with a smile on his face.

"It's been a long time, and their methods are not strange."

Wu Tong next to him raised his head, watching the decline of the talent gradually pushed back, relieved.

"The Eighteen Cavaliers work closely together, and the strengths of the weapons complement each other."

"Stab, pick, chop, slash, block, every move is coordinated, these soldiers in the city will be their opponents there."

With only 18 people, the situation in the city was reversed, and the Su family father and son who saw this scene for the first time were shocked.

"If you don't come out, it's amazing."

"Tang Guogong hides so deeply! There is such a powerful guard!"

I have seen these 18 people guarding Tang Hao's side before. Su Dingfang thought they were just ordinary guards, but he never thought that he had such a skill!

It is said that there are eighteen people, but it is enough to be called a killer gang.

Looking at the figure standing on his side, he was calm and relaxed, as if he was completely confident in the eighteen people, even if he faced the vast soldiers in this city, it would be nothing to say.

"The movement on the city gate is quiet!"

Su Qingjie's joyful voice came over.

Following the direction of his fingers, everyone looked towards the city.

In the light of the sky, the sound of fighting at the head of the city was already muted, and the soldiers on the wall covered with the corpses of the Mukun tribe and enemy soldiers were not seen.

All the Mukun people have stepped on the blood-drenched wall and jumped onto the top of the city.

Tang Hao, who was riding on Wu Hao, pressed the Blue Nightmare Sword at his waist, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that the Mukun people did their best in this battle."

Slowly raised his palm, pressed it in the air, looking at the bloody city in the sun.

"The road ahead should be smooth..."

"Ready to enter the city!"

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