Rage of Rebirth

"What? Then why are we defending? There are 5 million people in Luyang, and we only have 2 million. They will be destroyed in one wave."

"No wonder Lu Yang hasn't been here for so long."

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Countless players talked about it privately. Everyone has their own friends, and they are all used to watching live broadcasts and visiting forums in the game. This kind of uncontrollable news soon spread in the Black Iron Fortress, and all the sword-killing gods

All his subordinates knew that all the players who reinforced them had been wiped out by Lu Yang, leaving them trapped in an isolated city.

Nan Ou, Xue Fanchen and other vice-presidents and legion commanders watched helplessly as their soldiers became increasingly depressed. They couldn't even find words to cheer up their morale.

"It looks like we are completely doomed," said a legion commander.

"Boss, haven't you recovered yet?" Xue Fanchen asked.

Nan Ou shook his head and said, "I sent a message, but he didn't reply to me."

Xue Fanchen said: "In this situation, we no longer have the ability to boost morale. No one can cheer up the brothers except the boss. Now he won't come out. Once Lu Yang comes, how can we defend the city."

As soon as he finished speaking, three deep horn sounds came from outside the fortress.

"Woo~~~Woo~Woo~"

"Woo~~~Woo~Woo~"

"Woo~~~Woo~Woo~"

Nan Ou and others looked outside the city in horror at the same time. A black line appeared at the far end of the horizon. The black line was longer than the city wall of the Black Iron Fortress.

"No, the Iron-Blooded Brothers are calling." Mo Xin shouted. He had a telescope in his hand and could clearly see the situation in the distance.

Lu Yang rode the Red Flame Lion King and walked in the front. Surrounded by him were 150 Immortal Paladins, 276 Forbidden Magic Mage Groups walking behind, and behind them were the six army commanders and the presidents of the major affiliated guilds.

, each with his or her bodyguard walking at the front.

Everyone has a look of confidence on their face. It's not just pretending, it's self-confidence based on strength.

The men of the God of Swordsman were already low in morale. Seeing how powerful the Iron Blood Brothers Alliance came into their sight, they felt even more frightened.

Lu Yang led 5 million people to a place 50 meters away from the fortress. At this distance, the wind and thunder archers on the city could easily hit Lu Yang, but no one dared to shoot an arrow.

Lu Yang glanced mockingly at Xue Fanchen and other players in the city, and asked loudly: "Where is the God of Sword Killing? Let him come out."

Xue Fanchen, Nan Ou and other vice presidents felt extremely aggrieved.

Xue Fanchen scolded: "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to fight, just fight. We won't be afraid of you."

Lu Yang said: "Who do you think you are? You are not qualified to talk to me. Is Sword Killer the president or you are the president? Let him get out."

The players on the top of the city all looked at Xue Fanchen. They were curious about why their boss disappeared in this kind of decisive battle between kings and kings.

How could Xue Fanchen dare to tell Lu Yang that the God of Sword and Sword Death was scared out of his wits by you and did not dare to fight you and hid. He could only send a message to the God of Sword and Death and said: "Boss, Lu Yang is here, come out quickly.

, he is looking for you, my brothers are not convinced when I talk to him."

Black Iron Fortress, inside the fortress hall in the inner city.

The God of Swordsman stood on the lord's chair and looked around with an expression of enjoyment in his eyes. This was his fortress. Every furnishing in the room was designed by him personally. Sitting in this position, he could always feel

The supreme glory and power made him forget everything.

He didn't read the message from Xue Fanchen, and he pretended not to have heard the low and melodious horn sound outside the city. His eyes were just focused on the hall, and he could stare at even the smallest ornament for a long time.

Xue Fanchen sent several messages in succession and tried to call several times, but the God of Sword and Death ignored him. Facing Lu Yang's eyes and the eyes of the players around him, he shed a cold sweat for the first time in his life in the game. That kind of

The cold feeling all over his body made him fall into deep fear.

Lu Yang said: "It seems that the Sword Killing God himself doesn't want this fortress anymore, so why are you still defending it?"

The players on the top of the city don't have any fighting spirit at this time. They just stay here out of habit. It's embarrassing if someone wants to run away in front of everyone.

Xue Fanchen, Nan Ou and others could not find any rebuttal answer to Lu Yang's question, and even they had already confirmed the failure.

Lu Yang shook his head and said to the guild leaders around him: "According to the plan we made before, we will surround the city on all sides."

Mr. Yue Ban, Yin Hua Ru Jiu and other guild leaders nodded together and followed Lu Yang's various legions as they ran toward the other three gates of the Black Iron Fortress.

Just now, when Lu Yang defeated the reinforcements in Jianyang City and headed back, he got the news that Li Xiuyu's entire army had returned to River Run City. Lonely Half Moon was defeated, Wang Teng was trapped in Tianmen Pass, and Jianyang City was not alone.

If we send out more troops for support, there will be no reinforcements for the Black Iron Fortress.

By chance, Zhou Tianming's troops joined him. The Iron Blood Brotherhood and its affiliated guilds totaled more than 5 million troops, and Lu Yang could attack freely.

It only took 20 minutes for 5 million people to surround a fortress. Lu Yang stood at the foot of the city and waited quietly.

The defenders on the top of the city were increasingly panicked. They knew that once the battle started, they would be defeated and at least one piece of equipment would be lost. If the fortress was lost, the guild would be doomed. The God of Sword Killing would never be able to fight again.

Assembling the best equipment for them will not compensate them for their war losses.

The army is confused!

Lu Yang saw this scene clearly under the city. He didn't feel any pity, because he knew that if he hadn't created this 100,000-level elite team in the past two months, he would be facing this situation now.

That's him.

The Iron-Blooded Brotherhood will be torn apart by the Sword Killer, Wang Teng, Li Xiuyu and other guilds, and all the fortresses he occupies will be taken away by Sword Killer and others, and he will once again have nothing.

He can't do this, he hasn't found Liu Jie to take revenge, and those who harmed him in his previous life are still at ease. He can't lose, he has no reason to lose.

"Report to the boss, the North City Gate is ready." Kuai Bansheng said.

"Report to the boss, the South City Gate is ready." Xia Yuwei said.

"Report to the boss, the preparations for the east city gate are complete." Zhuojiu said with a sip.

"Boss, we are ready." Sun Yu and Jiang Ze said together.

A sneer appeared on Lu Yang's face, he raised his right hand and pointed forward, saying: "Attack the city."

"Dong~~"

"Dong~~"

"Dong dong dong dong..."

Five drum and trumpeters beat the war drums at the same time.

"Iron-Blooded Brothers, kill~!" Jiang Ze and Sun Yu shouted at the same time. The other three city gates, Xia Yuwei and Zhuojiu, also shouted at the same time. The 5 million people did not hold back at all, and the whole army attacked.

Rush towards the city wall.