There was a fierce fighting in the city, but Ye Liuyun and the others could only watch.
Ye Liuyun has also been paying attention to the transmission notes, for fear of missing their call for help, but there has been no movement.
Soon, the number of local martial arts dead was close to 30,000.
But they still showed no sign of calling for help.
Every time the local martial arts cultivators took a step forward, they would step on the corpses of their companions and rush forward.
At this time, the commander of the other side suddenly gave an order, and soldiers from their central army moved forward one after another to join the battlefield. They immediately pushed back the local martial arts cultivators, and then asked the soldiers who resisted the attack to retreat and rest while they continued.
Resist attacks.
The soldiers of the Holy Land were replaced by fresh troops, and the real energy of the local martial arts cultivators was almost exhausted.
When they launched another attack, their power was greatly reduced, and almost all the martial arts cultivators who rushed forward were killed.
Upon seeing this, the commander immediately ordered his soldiers to launch a counterattack.
And when these soldiers rushed forward, they really gave the local martial arts a chance.
These martial arts cultivators also showed their bloody nature, burning their Yuan Dan and dying together with those soldiers.
Both sides traded lives for each other, immediately interrupting the formation of the Holy Land soldiers.
"Kill!"
The local martial arts cultivators shouted again, and tens of thousands of them burned Yuan Dan and rushed into the ranks of soldiers to fight with them, which really eliminated their formation advantage.
When other martial arts cultivators saw that the formation's power had disappeared, they immediately rushed forward and inflicted heavy losses on these soldiers.
"Damn ants! Defense!"
The commander also didn't expect that these martial arts cultivators would commit suicide in order to support them.
He immediately transferred a group of defensive soldiers from the Chinese Army to form a new defensive front again.
As for the soldiers who were responsible for defense before, they can no longer withdraw and can only be left to fight with the local martial arts cultivators.
This time, the desperate efforts of both sides made the local martial arts lose their fighting power. Their siege from three sides was finally concentrated together.
Ye Liuyun looked at the number of people and saw that there were still thirty or forty thousand people left.
Now the two sides are in a stalemate. The Holy Land army has just suffered a big loss, and they dare not attack easily to risk their lives.
"Is it time for us to play?"
Zhao Hu and others all speculated on the side.
However, there was still no movement in the transmission notes.
Ye Liuyun and others are also becoming more and more disappointed with these local martial arts cultivators.
The local martial arts cultivators are all devouring the elixirs and hurrying up their recovery.
But the stalemate only lasted for a while, and the Holy Land army sent a group of soldiers from the Central Army to cross their defense line and attack them, without giving them a chance to breathe.
The local martial arts cultivators immediately rushed out with countless martial arts cultivators, consuming all the real energy in their bodies, and then burned Yuan Dan, rushing towards the group of soldiers desperately without much defense, trying desperately to hit those soldiers.
This life-threatening fighting style left these Holy Land soldiers helpless.
We can only try our best to kill these martial arts cultivators.
This actually allowed these local martial arts cultivators, in exchange for a one to three death ratio, to become much stronger than before.
But after several rounds of attacks, they had less than 20,000 people left.
Zheng Huan also suggested asking for help from the elders of his city-state several times, but they were all rejected.
"We, the martial arts cultivators of the Sirius Realm, must show our own majesty and avenge our fellow tribesmen with our own hands!"
The elders also said it righteously.
Zheng Huan had no choice but to wait for the elders' orders.
There used to be more than twenty martial arts cultivators around him, but now there are only seven or eight left.
At this time, the Holy Land army changed their formation and began to surround them, surrounding them at the foot of the city wall.
If they don't withdraw, they will definitely be wiped out.
But they managed to get in, and it was impossible for them to get out.
"Fight them! Come with us!"
The elders of several city-states personally led a group of martial cultivators to rush forward this time.
Zheng Huan and the people around him were all left behind.
Because the transmission talisman is in Zheng Huan's hand.
Until this time, they still left an elder of the city to monitor Zheng Huan and prevent him from asking for help.
"Elder, if we don't call for help, we will all die.
Even if Ye Liuyun and the others come to reinforce us, they will still need time. Once we cannot hold on, they will attack the city again!"
Zheng Huan persuaded the elder.
"Then let them attack the city! We have killed so many people, but their strength is so strong. If we don't use them up, it will be of no benefit to our world!"
The elder said coldly.
Zheng Huan did not expect that the elders of their city-state would still have such an idea.
The shouts of death and the bombardment of true energy stopped again not long after.
The group of martial arts cultivators who had just rushed in were all wiped out by the Holy Land soldiers.
The casualties among the Holy Land soldiers were also considerable.
The soldiers who fought just now began to retreat immediately, allowing the rotating teams behind to get on top and prepare to attack again.
At this time, the last city-state elder stood up, leading half of his martial arts cultivators, ready for battle.
"After we die in the battle, you will immediately withdraw from this city and ask Ye Liuyun for help."
The elder ordered Zheng Huan.
"Do we really want them to attack the city again?"
Zheng Huan felt that this was a bit unkind.
"You must do this! Otherwise, you will be a traitor to the Sirius world!"
The elder threatened.
"yes!"
Zheng Huan could only agree.
The elder then rushed forward with the martial arts cultivators.
There were only five thousand martial arts cultivators left beside Zheng Huan at this moment.
At this time, the people around Ye Liuyun also started talking.
"Aren't these people ready to die all together?"
"The remaining five thousand people are of little use!"
"Should we send troops first?
Otherwise, we will have to attack the defensive formation again later?"
Ye Liuyun, however, has been calmly analyzing the situation with Ye Tiandao, Yuan Hao, and Tiger King.
"It seems to me that these people want us to attack the defensive formation again?"
Yuan Hao asked Ye Liuyun.
Ye Liuyun sneered: "Hmph, I'm probably afraid that our strength is too strong, and I want us to be consumed like them!"
"Then do we still need to save the remaining people?"
Ye Tiandao asked Ye Liuyun.
"As long as they ask for help, we will rescue them.
Otherwise, wouldn’t we be violating the agreement?”
Ye Liuyun said: "But since they are playing tricks on us, there is no need for us to follow them and fight to the death.
Just hit it slowly!"
"Then isn't this tantamount to tricking us?"
Yuan Hao asked puzzledly.
Ye Liuyun said indifferently: "What are you afraid of? They will compensate us five times for the resources we lose in attacking the city!
What's more, isn't this a good opportunity to train troops?
It is difficult to find opponents of similar level.
I estimate that these little plans are definitely not something Zheng Huan and the others could have come up with.
Those people are still very real.
It must be the idea of ​​their elders!"
Chapter completed!