"boom--"

A blow from Ye Huolei declared the dawn of Hulao Pass.

The morning light was filled with golden light and fell on the camp tents. Teams of soldiers patrolled the camp, and smoke spread over the sky for dozens of miles. Outside the city, everyone was preparing to eat.

Thirty feet... It is ten-meter-high arrow towers standing three hundred meters in front of Guancheng. Each of these huge war fortresses is equipped with hundreds of crossbowmen.

There are three times the infantry under the tower who are responsible for winding the strings and relaying the full-stringed yellow crossbow. They can be fired as long as they are equipped with a triangular arrow, providing continuous firepower, and also guarding against attacks in the city.

Even so, 60% of the offensive and defensive battle last night were lost, with only 30 remaining, barely maintaining the situation of blocking Hulao Pass.

At this time, the camp moved to the front of the embankment, and the commander's place was raised and reinforced, and connected with the army soldiers, but this seemed even more stern.

"The magic power of Taiping Dao is not much left, and there are southeast winds and sky lantern groups, arrow towers cross the angles, and multiple suppression of arrows and rain. Yu Fan and the Governor still fight like this. Do you dare to make it more obvious if you release water?" Qianqian saw it on the main platform and was very angry.

Although he was mentally prepared by his teammates, he had no shame and no bottom line, which once again refreshed the worldview of the girl's real person.

"These things, including arrow towers, magicians, crossbows, and arrows, are all produced by Governor Yu Fan. Maybe they are even more resentful than us... We will not suffer any loss."

"The most important thing is that no matter whether you really work hard or not, the enemy is exhausted." Ye Qing smiled faintly: "The time is ripe."

I comforted my wife and gave a few words to Qianqian and Cao Baijing. After they answered the order, they ordered half of the sectarian group to go out, and then they ordered in a deep voice: "Beat the drum and raise the tent, and send an order to summon the battalions to discuss matters."

"Yes" immediately there was a commemorative officer going out to convey the order.

"Dong, dong, dong" only a few minutes, the drum sounded and spread throughout the thirty miles, knocking everyone's heartstrings. This was the first meeting of princes since the war began, or the last time.

The sound of drums reached Hulao Pass. The fog of war that had been spread over the past few days dissipated. A huge chasm ran across the north and south, connecting from the cliff to the north to the Yellow River. The other side of the river even reinforced and built a hundred meters on the original embankment, which made the soldiers of the Xiliang army on the pass city stunned. Although the generals and above received military information notice in advance, what they saw with their own eyes was also a huge impact.

In just a moment, some discussion came faintly through several wall stacks.

Looking in the sound, I saw a group of soldiers talking about it.

"Dear a few decades ago, when there was no silt, there was such an artificial canal not far from the east, which was the gap..."

"This Liu Bei is going to flood the tiger prison..."

Hu Zhen led his personal soldiers to patrol the city. With his martial arts skills, he could only hear them. He could only silently whispers to these generals. He was a little nervous when he saw the soldiers. Some of them approached and suddenly noticed the main general. He was so shocked that he shivered and stopped talking.

Seeing the master passing by, his expression was not unusual, and his face was restored.

Hu Zhen stared at the long dike built day and night again. In such a large-scale offense and defense, any manpower and material mobilization involves tens of millions, and the real intention is difficult to hide.

The enemy seemed to have no intention of trying to hide it anymore.

After looking carefully, the Taoist priests who were a little further away were not very right. Hu Zhen felt a little "cracked" in his heart. He could tolerate these words from the soldiers, but these were different. He had an elite team of secret communications at any time and anywhere, and he couldn't participate. He probably wouldn't be relieved if he changed to any coach. After observing it, he found that at least he was obeying the dispatch on the surface, so he felt relieved.

It is rumored that under Liu Bei's rule, all illegal sects were eliminated, and Taiping Road was almost uprooted in Yuzhou. Even Jingbei and Xuzhou began to act. Once they entered Luoyang, there would be no good fruits for these Taoists. At least they are all people on the same boat at present.

"At least before breaking the city, it's still..."

The envoy also frowned at the long dike that ran across the north and south, and looked at the huge gully between the embankment and the city. He faintly felt something missing. Suddenly his expression changed: "Report the reserves of the spirit stones of the great array"

"There are still 60% left."

"How has your mana recovered?"

"I haven't had much time to recover. More than half of them are only about 40%, and those with better levels are only 60% or 70%. On average, it's still less than 50%.

This happens to be below the casting standards of the joint spell...

The envoy's face darkened: "I ordered no action to be taken anymore, just maintain the magic circle. If you have less than half of your magic power, you will completely remove it. If you don't care about the rest, you will restore your magic power."

"Why do the enemy want to use the water power to launch a water magic attack?" Liu Zhenren couldn't help but ask inwardly.

"Hmph... The Governor and Yu Fan have the excuse of exhausting their magic power last night, so they will not work hard. What can they do with Ye Qing's magician group?" The envoy could only answer in such a voice transmission, but in fact they were not sure. It felt uncomfortable to have control in their own hands.

It would be great if there were elites in the sect...especially, as long as one of them was present, they could directly do the White Rainbow Puncture.

In the war between monks, only the realm can fight against the realm. The realm of the Yangshen True Man Dharma Image can directly break through the jade seal in the empress dowager's hand and kill this bitch first.

This alone can revitalize the offensive in one fell swoop. Once the Yin-Yang national weapon is innately sealed, all real people and above can advance and retreat freely in assassination, and there is no need to worry about being surrounded and killed by the army, let alone the powerful force of the Yangshen Zhenren. How could Ye Qing, who had not yet achieved a true dragon at the moment, resist it?

Unfortunately, the decisive battle between our sect and the Tianyi Zhengwei Alliance is at a critical moment. The Hanzhong Tianyi Zhengwei Alliance General Formation is about to break through, but it just happened to be stuck in the time point of the past few days...

Ye Qing Shangluo was so quick and unexpected. How could he know the news or the fate of a secret meeting?

"In short, when the master took over, he was destined to pass the barrier within five days... there are still two days left."

...The second snare drum sounded, and the horse hooves of each battalion were rushing. The princes of all sizes rushed over with different expressions. No one wanted to be questioned for negligence at this time.

At this time, they were talking to each other, and many eyes were on the long dike that ran across the north and south to the west of the camp.

From here, the long dike has a gentle slope that can be reached. The slope is particularly gentle in some places near Liubei Camp. Even the cattle and carriages carrying soil can be easily up and down, which seems to have improved efficiency a lot.

In the sound of the rammed earth horn of "Hi Yo Hi Yo", the coalition soldiers took turns to act as embankment engineers. They were busy all day and night, and finally retreated in batches. A small group of magicians rushed along the above, doing acceptance and reinforcement work, obviously not giving anyone the opportunity to do shoddy projects.

Everyone rushed over and saw the tent in the twilight light, looking far away. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and began to gather and discuss.

"I heard that it was to dig a large dike and flood the water..." This was purely hearsay.

Someone laughed "stop": "You haven't seen it by the river, right? This is not the lower reaches of the Yellow River. The waterline is below the ground all year round, so we can prevent the summer floods. Where did the embankment come from... Now it's dry and dry, so it's even more impossible to rise to the embankment."

"Is it because I'm waiting for the rain to rise?" Someone was half-believing and half-doubted, saying a more credible rumor: "The rumor is to build a river dam, intercept the rising water and pour back into the Huzhu..."

"Tsk tsk, look at the gap between the long dike and Hulao Pass, and you're waiting to get water. It's so great." The princes of the Xiatu have guessed the means in keeping with the times, and repeated the professional judgment of the Taoist priests: "It's impossible to be ordinary, this is necessary to let the three hundred Taoist priests perform joint magic together."

Another mysterious voice was lowered: "Cao Cao and Sun Jian speak, and they will never help do this rebellious thing. You just want to rely on Ye Qing's Taoist priest..."

The tent of the leader of the league had already come down from the top of the mountain and moved forward to the levee. It was clear that it was dawn, but the continuous tent seemed dark and gloomy. I saw rows of soldiers standing solemnly with knives in their hands.

Circles of white and red military aura are surrounded by four-clawed dragons. Even if they can't see them, they can feel the charming atmosphere, shining brightly in the dark - this is the so-called "singing energy".

Many princes couldn't help but fall silent... Or maybe there were two guards of Dian Wei and Xu Chu at the door, holding swords and halberds, looking over in a deep spirit.

Listening to the sound of armored clothes led by the two, except for a few loyal and Han prefects, many people felt a little cold.

He looked at the guards and Taoist priests who were following behind him, and felt relieved.

"If you can do something wrong, you will be able to overturn the table and kill Yuan Shao. Even if the empress dowager issued an edict, everyone knows what happened to that woman. Who wouldn't beware of you Liu Bei?"

The time is too short, it is impossible to bridge the differences and suspicion.

The big tent was golden and red, with a faint flash of magical aura and a hardwood-supported construction, which was enough to accommodate more than 300 people. At this time, more than a dozen magician representatives came in to investigate and showed no problem.

Even so, the two great princes of the Governor and Yu Fan were finally in, following the force of half of the magician regiment, and the so-called internal rifts of the coalition were fully exposed.

As soon as everyone entered, they were excited by the vigorous and vigorous energy inside.

Red crystal beams were hung from the top of the tent, and the spiritual light was released steadily. On the dozen large tables in the central area, there were three-dimensional military sand tables near Hulao Pass. Various artisans sent messages, and people changed the changes on the sand table from time to time. It was intuitive. Guo Jia, Xun You and other subordinates were busy dispatching accordingly, and everything seemed in order.

The resources that can be driven by the name of the 500,000 alliance leader were maximized under the powerful aide group, and were faithfully executed by General Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong, and turned into a hot project and a spectacular and fierce war on the battlefield outside the tent. It can be said that every order issued from here determines the fate of thousands of people, even life and death.

At this time, the embankment construction project, which attracted all kinds of suspicion, was under final acceptance work, and was also being coordinated and prepared. The core of the staff was the voice of a thirty-year-old heroic man: "The last 150 catapults were ordered to be removed and withdrawn..."

"Where is the Arrow Tower?"

"It's useful to keep it..."

With a light "click", a green light flashed in the tent, and the shielding array isolated the inside and outside.

"Oh, you are here." Ye Qing then moved his gaze from the magic sand table and smiled at the princes who came in.
Chapter completed!