Chapter 471 Everything is over

At the East Gate, Ming Yang stood alone at the gate, the long sword in his hand roaring. The enemy general not far away had a hint of fear in his eyes. It was this man who killed thousands of their soldiers. He was really terrifying.

However, no matter how terrifying it was, he was the only one left at the east gate of Blizzard City.

The general waved his hand nonchalantly, "Go, kill him."

At the gate of the East City, the wind and snow were as sharp as knives. Ming Yang stood firm in the flying snow, and the tip of his sword trembled slightly, as if it could tear through the cold air.

The enemy general's order was as biting as a cold wind. As he gestured, thousands of cavalrymen rushed towards Ming Yang like a black torrent, accompanied by deafening sound of animal hooves.

Ming Yang's eyes were cold, and the sword flashed like a galaxy pouring down, instantly clashing with several men in black at the front.

As sword shadows intersected, sparks flew, and every collision was accompanied by the fall of the enemy.

But the enemies were so numerous that he was gradually forced into a small open space in front of the city gate. He was surrounded by densely packed enemies, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and indomitable spirit.

Outside the main city gate, Yuan Tang and Rong Yan held the last line of defense. Although the city defense formation behind them had been destroyed and only a thin layer remained, as long as they were not dead, they would not let any enemy enter Blizzard City!

Rong Yan held the long sword in his hand, like an unshakable statue. Every swing was accompanied by a deafening roar. The enemies came like a tide, but they all fled in front of him.

Yuan Tang was as graceful as the wind, his long whip waving as he moved freely among the enemy groups, leaving behind a trail of blue afterimages. Before the enemies could react, they had already fallen in a pool of blood.

The two men worked together seamlessly, guarding the defense line that was about to fall. The air was filled with a mixture of tragedy and hope, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling at their bravery.

Although the three were powerful, they were unable to defeat the siege because their spiritual power was exhausted. In the end, they all chose to end their lives by self-destruction.

The wind and snow suddenly stopped, and the sky above Blizzard City seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of sadness. The sunlight tried to penetrate the clouds, but it could only cast mottled and desolate light and shadows.

The moment Ming Yang, Rong Yan and Yuan Tang self-destructed, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and three dazzling lights intertwined into a dazzling net, followed by a deafening roar. The earth trembled, and the air around them seemed to solidify, and then exploded in an instant, forming a strong shock wave, which rolled up the surrounding enemies like fallen leaves and threw them into the distance.

Although the three people's self-explosion strangled many enemies, with the deaths of Ming Yang, Rong Yan and Yuan Tang, Blizzard City completely became a slaughterhouse for the men in black.

Inside Blizzard City, smoke and dust were everywhere, and everywhere in sight were ruins and debris. The once glorious defensive walls had vanished, leaving only a few charred ruins, telling of indomitable spirit and tragedy in the cold wind.

The city defense formation was completely shattered, and snowflakes slowly fell again, covering the battlefield, trying to hide the blood and sacrifices, but they could not hide the heaviness and mourning in the air.

In this dead silence, Blizzard City seemed to be forever engraved with the mark of heroes, becoming an indelible tragic epic sung by future generations.

Luo Li and Yue Hanchuan sat on the attic. Men in black scattered around them and no one saw them.

Luo Li knew that the illusion was about to end.

Just as Luo Li was about to close her eyes and stop looking at the massacre scene that made her powerless, she saw a familiar figure in the chaotic flow of people on the main street.

The pupils of both of them shrank at the same time, but it was too late. A long sword flashing with cold light suddenly pierced the girl's heart from behind.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Luo Li and Yue Hanchuan's figures flashed like ghosts, but they were still half a beat too late.

The sound of the sword tip piercing through the clothes and sinking into the flesh was subtle and cruel. Along with the girl's incredulous eyes and the bright red flowing from the corners of her mouth, everything seemed so abrupt and desperate.

In the setting sun, the girl's face was as pale as snow, and her eyes that once sparkled with stars were now gradually losing their luster.

Luo Li quickly stepped forward, gently supporting the girl's fallen body with one hand, and trying to seal the wound on her chest that was bleeding with the other hand, but the blood still stubbornly seeped through her fingers and dyed her sleeves red.

Yue Hanchuan suddenly turned around, his eyes flashing with cold light, locking onto the black-clad assassin who was about to escape. Spiritual power surged around his body, as if he was going to tear the other party into pieces in the next second.

But the spiritual power passed through the body of the man in black. Yue Hanchuan was stunned and his hands dropped weakly.

On the snow, Xiao Ran blinked his lifeless eyes with difficulty, looked at Luo Li and shook his head fiercely, "Run!"

"Sister, run..." Xiao Ran's bloody little hand fell to the ground, and the bracelet Luo Li gave her made bursts of crisp and pleasant sounds.

Her usually bright and clear eyes were now wide open, her pupils as black as ink without a trace of life.

The setting sun was like blood, shining on the mottled ground, stretching Xiao Ran's thin figure.

Luo Li held Xiao Ran's cold little hand and suddenly sneered.

So that’s it, so that’s it!

Luo Li's hair was slightly disheveled, and her eyes were faintly bloodshot, revealing the melancholy after sudden realization.

Blizzard City is located in the westernmost part of Jinglong Territory. It is the most powerful and largest city in the west.

Located in the snowfield, the snow outside the city is endless and very white.

They want to use the snow of the citizens of Blizzard City to dye the snow red as a sacrifice for the war!

He was too late. When Rong Heng returned to Blizzard City, it had already been massacred by the enemy!

At that time, the only thing that was ruined in Blizzard City was the City Lord's Mansion. This was because the City Lord had fled with most of his soldiers! That's why Blizzard City didn't hold out until Rong Heng returned!

If the city lord had not fled with his soldiers, Blizzard City could have easily survived seven days!

In just half a day, the once prosperous Blizzard City turned into a dead city. All the men in black disappeared, leaving only the silent ruins of the city.

Luo Li and Yue Hanchuan sat on the wreckage of Blizzard City for two days and one night until the sky gradually darkened.

In the direction where the moonlight was shining, a man riding a fire phoenix was galloping towards them.

Behind him were densely packed reinforcements, holding high the Fiery Sun flag and coming against the wind.

Luo Li stared into the soft moonlight. If the city lord did not escape with the soldiers of Blizzard City.

Blizzard City could definitely hold out for another three days; they could obviously survive.

The moonlight was thin, and above the ruins of the ancient city, a chilling wind blew through the shattered walls. Rong Heng stood on the high platform, his figure slightly hunched, his expression unclear.

Luo Li and Yue Hanchuan looked a little reluctant, but they still watched what happened next seriously.

They saw that although the reinforcements looked reluctant, they had no choice but to turn around and leave because other cities had requested reinforcements, leaving Rong Heng alone.