Are people from this world coming to kill you?

When a large army approaches the city, it is possible to attack at any time.

This is wrong and does not conform to their past logic.

Logically speaking, after repelling Hancheng's 60,000-strong army and killing high-end combat forces one after another, shouldn't we celebrate?

After all, the other party was suppressed and beaten by them for half a year.

After venting your anger, you can then lay out a more rigorous defense plan and wait for the next barbarian attack!

This behavior of people in this world is too sudden and does not match their previous behavior at all.

What's more, the cold city has stood tall in the ice field for more than a hundred years. Do you really think that's all we have?

Everyone in the barbarians is a soldier, and they only need to be ruthless.

There are more than 200,000 young and old in the city, except for young children.

They can all be wrapped in animal skins, pick up bone soldiers and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

In comparison, more than 50,000 people are demoralized. What the heck?

Perhaps, it will be a fatal blow to other cities in the Netherworld.

But for them, it's not painful or itchy.

And the leaderless situation is easy to solve.

Each of the major families in the city will be guarded by a separate wall for the time being. No one in the world will be able to attack even if they are exhausted.

And if you hold on to death, there are more than 40,000 people, so what are you going to do to fight us?

You must know that the defending side has an advantage, being condescending, and the battle loss ratio is at least 1 to 6.

If one person from the barbarians dies, six people in this world will die, maybe even more.

Therefore, the heads of the major families in Hancheng were really confused.

If it is such a simple truth, even the leaders of the world cannot understand it.

It is estimated that this place was destroyed by Hancheng soldiers half a year ago. How can we wait until today?

But soon, these clan leaders understood why the behavior of the people in the City of the Dead was not in line with their expectations.

Because there is one person who gives them unlimited confidence.

The important figures in Han City walked out of their families one after another and rushed to the city wall.

When they looked at a golden giant holding an extremely long battle axe, they looked shocked.

Are you kidding me?

This group of people is not bad at strength. Naturally, they can use their extraordinary eyesight to identify who the head is hanging on the giant's waist.

The barbarian king who was as powerful as a god actually had someone behead him?

Are we collectively hallucinating!!

But soon, they calmed down.

Don't panic. They are barely the heart and soul of Han City Lord. If they look panicked, how can they fight this battle?

Being timid before fighting is a taboo for military strategists.

"Everyone, relax. No matter how strong the golden giant is, he is just one person. We have more than 200,000 young and old in Hancheng. At a critical moment, each one of us can drown the other with just a spitting breath." An old clan leader who is quite old and has some qualifications

road.

After everyone heard this, they calmed down.

Yes, a person's power is inevitably limited.

Would a barbarian king who was as powerful as a god dare to challenge a city on his own?

There must still be many barbarian soldiers who are not afraid of sacrifice behind him to support him!

Fighting is not a one-on-one battle, it relies on collective strength.

Is it possible that the other party can break through the impenetrable city wall?

"Immediately notify the great spiritual warriors guarding the city to open the formation holes set up inside the city wall. It will take them a few days, and when the opponent is exhausted, we will open the door to meet the enemy and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop." The mature and solemn clan leader continued to give instructions.

The others looked at each other, knowingly and silently, and each acquiesced to the fact that the old patriarch was temporarily leading them.

They know clearly when to fight among themselves and when to unite as one.

For example, right now, it's best to shut up and hide the dirty battles in your mind.

If not, once Hancheng is destroyed, he will be a prisoner.

Even worse, heads fell to the ground.

And other people are not fools. If anyone dares to stand up and object, everyone will attack him.

Looking at the majestic Hancheng, the chief and deputy district chiefs felt a surge of pride and ambition rising from their chests.

Have you ever thought that one day they would counterattack?

Thinking that he had finally overthrown the barbarians who were riding on their faces and punching them repeatedly.

That’s a joyful, hearty experience!!

Before the two of them could stand up and say a few words of encouragement, He Xiaotian walked up behind them.

The two people felt the tremors of the earth and the huge shadow hanging above them, and subconsciously covered their faces.

Turn back?

Don't dare.

In an instant, the leadership speech compiled in my mind disappeared.

"Stop it, just do it and it's over."

He Xiaotian has been disgusted with these leader's speeches since he was a child. His grandma could obviously finish the speech in one sentence, but she insisted on holding a three-hour meeting.

Show off how good you are?

If you are good at water, why not write a novel?

The principals of the four levels of primary school, middle school, high school and university gave speeches.

To sum it up, there are only fifteen words - study hard, make progress every day, and strive to become the pillar of the country.

It’s over!

"Brothers, enter the cold city. What awaits you will be countless spiritual energy crystals and ghost steel. Remember my words, don't show mercy and don't let down your guard. Anyone from the Netherworld who dares to resist will be killed directly."

After the words fell, He Xiaotian separated from the chief and deputy district chiefs, raised his wind axe, and thundered towards Hancheng, who was waiting for him.

He stayed where he was, looking at the soldiers behind him whose morale was soaring and whose faces were full of excitement, and they looked at each other.

Are we the two leaders, or is your kid the leader?

No face left for us at all!

For He Xiaotian, it doesn't matter whether he leads or not.

What matters is profit, and he will kill anyone who dares to stand in his way.

Unless the person standing in front of him is his biological father - He Sheng.

Otherwise, no one will give face.

"Close the city gate!!"

The old patriarch looked at He Xiaotian who was coming to kill him with an axe, and said coldly.

The messenger soldier standing next to him was stunned for a moment.

"Clan leader, what do you say?"

"Close the city gate!"

"But...but there are still 20,000 troops who have not entered the city..." The messenger soldier said half of the word "Hai". The old patriarch turned around and smashed his head with a palm. Then he wiped it.

He pointed his hand at another soldier whose legs were trembling.

"you go."

"yes!"

The new messenger did not dare to say anything.

His ex’s head is gone and exploded like a watermelon, what else can he say?

As the saying goes, a dead Taoist friend is better than a poor Taoist. Although more than 20,000 people is a bit too much, at least you have to survive first.

The remaining clan leaders shuddered when they looked at the fierce and decisive old clan leader.

Fortunately, they didn't jump out just now, otherwise they would have been treated like a headless corpse lying on the ground.

"What are you doing?"
To be continued...