The river flows south in the pass, Tongjiguan Mountain, and a majestic barrier at the foot of the pass is scattered in front of it, with a powerful momentum, like a black iron city wall blocking the way. The black black huge rock is poured with fine iron, and the city wall is thirty feet high. There are forty-nine divine thunder cannons in the city tower. Each lightning strike can blow a small hill.
Feng Changqing stood up with a spear and looked at the endless demon army under the Tongguan city wall. On the barrier behind him, a god and demon with four arms raised his fist and smashed it on the city tower.
The wreckage of the city tower splashed, and the city tower that was dozens of feet high suddenly collapsed a corner. The four divine thunder cannons inside were smashed away by the iron fists of the gods and demons. The Tang soldiers who were fighting hard were also swept across the iron fists of the gods and demons and threw them high.
"Kill!" A Tang army captain waved his spear and rushed towards the demon tide that surged from the city walls of Tongguan. He used his spear to provoke a demon army, swept the barrel down, and broke it in half, but the devil's vitality was so powerful that it was weird.
Even though his body was almost broken into two pieces, he still crawled towards the Tang Army Captain.
It was not until the spear penetrated its head that it stopped.
The captain rushed to the position where Feng Changqing was. A long spear blocked the left and right, and the spear came out like a dragon, killing dozens of demon soldiers scattered around him. He helped Feng Changqing up and said, "General, the demon army is powerful, and Tongguan can no longer be defended! Let's retreat!"
"You go!" Feng Changqing faced outside the pass with a spear with a long spear, shaking his arm and stood at the top of the city.
"General!" the captain shouted loudly: "The Demon Army is a hundred times stronger than us. We have tried our best to fight for an hour!"
"Your Majesty sent me to Tongguan to guard urgently, why didn't you send the Duke of Miyun County? Because I am a Han Chinese, after An Lushan rebelled, Your Majesty no longer trusts the demon cultivators! Such suspicion from the king and his subjects is a taboo in the battle. The demon army is so powerful and powerful, and a slight suspicion may ruin the Tang Dynasty... So, I can't leave!"
"I must prove that even if there are demon generals on all sides, there are still us loyal to the Tang Dynasty. Let General Geshuhan, General Gao Xianzhi, and even generals of the border troops in the world regain the trust of the court."
Feng Changqing looked back and saw a military eunuch looking at him in a cold look.
"I want to prove to Your Majesty that even a demon cultivator is loyal! Your Majesty has been raising scholars for decades, and An Lushan is not the only one in the world!"
He smiled bitterly, and faced the surging demon army, he laughed to the sky - "The general died in a hundred battles, and the horses were covered with corpses! Help me!" Feng Changqing waved his spear and burned his essence and blood, but it was the famous method of disintegration of the demons in the demonic path.
But there were only a few wisps of military energy gathered on him.
Feng Changqing did not look back. Beside him, Tang army corpses were everywhere in Tongguan City, and the bodies of Tongguan defenders were scattered everywhere on the ground. Broken weapons were inserted into the blood-soaked land, and unmanned war horses were walking outside the pass.
The Tang army captain wiped his eyes and led the last team of defenders to the side of the army eunuch Bian Lingcheng, escorting him to escape from Tongguan.
Feng Changqing was wrapped in blood light, and a roar was like a blood-colored meteor passing through the sky, stabbing towards the huge magical and magical images of the four arms... The blood light was gone, and the gods and demons roared, but they could only look at the Tang army's corpse that burned his bones and blood with the secret magic weapon technique before death. After Luoyang fell for two hours, Tongguan was broken!
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Qian Chen stood on the city wall and looked towards Tongguan.
He was stabbed and a sword in front of him, and a blue oil-paper umbrella behind him.
After one night of cultivation, the spiritual pills refined with secret techniques were repaired, and the healed right hand was pressed on the "E-holding Knife".
Yan Shu came up from the Zhuque Street behind him, walked a few steps and caught up with Qian Chen who was looking into the distance, and whispered: "Just just now, the military supervisor sent a message, and Tongguan was also lost! I'm afraid that at dawn, hundreds of thousands of demon troops will reach the city of Chang'an!"
"The emperor had just woken up for a moment. The gods and demons made of Concubine Dou De's corpse have been removed by the palace worship, but I can see that his heart is broken!"
"External demons are easy to break, but inner demons are hard to get rid of... Luoyang fell, and his heart was already confused!" Qian Chen whispered.
"Now the emperor has given birth to a demon in his heart, but the prince is suspected of being a tyrant of the lord. In this Chang'an city, there is no decisive command and no leader. The situation is really not optimistic!" Yan Shu also sighed.
"The recent king-supporting army will take three days to arrive. Moreover, if the right paths from all over the world and the king-supporting army cannot gather the general trend that can attack the millions of demon troops, they will be in vain to save their lives and provide the devil with a good house!"
"How long can an isolated city in Chang'an last?"
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The Qiming Star in the sky is gradually brightening, and it hangs alone on the horizon in the east, that is Taibai!
Qian Chen meditated on the city wall to regulate his breathing and nourish his spirit. In fact, if he hadn't fought last night, he would have fought until he was exhausted, and Qian Chen would not have let Sima Chengzhen and the others guard Luoyang alone. Fortunately, after a night of cultivation, everyone who had exhausted their magic powers had been smashed into Qian Chen's elixir and was fine, and his energy had returned to full height.
In addition to Si Qingguo, she was still printing at this time, holding her Pingyang Merit Seal and constantly stamping the talisman paper collected in the Tang Palace Inner Tank and her own Qiankun Bag.
With the help of the real Tianshi Seal in the Chang'an Formation, the talisman printed is of no bad effect.
Ning Qingchen wrapped the talisman paper around the arrow shaft, and blessed the long arrow with several layers of runes such as breaking the shot, breaking the armor, bleeding, and blessing.
At this time, hundreds of fangs and flew ships slowly appeared in the already bright sky. The ships in the sky formed a formation and slowly sailed. On the Loess Plain in Guanzhong, two smoke and dust rose hundreds of feet. In the smoke and dust, the two teams of cavalry were each interspersed in the shape of dog teeth.
But the flying ships, tower ships, demon soldiers and tens of thousands of cavalry, stopped and fought against the majestic Chang'an array when they were about to approach the range of the divine thunder cannon in the city.
The demonic energy that soared into the sky was actually comparable to the tens of millions of qi and blood in Chang'an. The defenders on the suppressed city wall were unable to breathe. On the city wall, the defenders on the Chang'an held the spear tightly, and the knights who were summoned from the east and west cities were even more worried.
"What are they waiting for?" Yan Shu said in confusion: "The devil has no morale, and he will not be tired because of rushing this little road?"
"Will we not take advantage of the momentum of the defenders not being able to adapt to their momentum and attack and kill, is this time for us to breathe?"
Qian Chen looked ugly, stared at the distance and slowly shook his head, "They are waiting for someone!"
Qian Chen held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and looked at the endless darkness in the sky, dragging the people with their families.
The city walls were full of people with successful practice. From afar, you could hear crying from afar, women, children, men... They looked at the Chang'an City ahead, and even more commotion broke out, and everyone ran. Most of these people were still blue, dressed in cloth, and their worn clothes were patched. Although they were covered in dust, there were few people with yellow faces and thin skin and ragged clothes.
This is the people of Guanzhong who were still in peace in Anxiang yesterday. They have not suffered famine and disasters for decades.
Some of these people are with their families, men are holding two teenagers who are only eleven or twelve years old, and women are carrying dolls that are still in cradle. Mixed among the more homeless, roaring and crying young people, there are old white-haired men and teenagers who are not yet tied. There are such people all over the mountains and fields, with about one million people driven by the demon cavalry wielding long swords behind them and rushed towards Chang'an.
Those who are behind will be slaughtered by the demon army.
For a moment, under Chang'an City, there were crying and begging for mercy. The people who fell in the crowd could no longer get up. The demon army drove the way to attack the city. In order to attack the heart, they even deliberately carried the body with a gun and showed off their power under the city.
At this time, the tower ships in the sky flew closer. The fleet of tower ships, which were originally refined with spiritual wood ore, expanded several times. All the newly added tower ships were covered with blood as sails and human bones as materials. Countless newly created souls of the souls were entangled on them, and there were tens of thousands of souls driven by the blood sails.
Chapter completed!