Countless cries of birds and roars of beasts appeared out of nowhere in the shadows, sending chills down everyone's spine.
The evil spirit swept over like an overwhelming force.
Even Nangong Ling's expression changed drastically, he felt as if something was not right, but the monster tide was too huge and almost blocked his spiritual sense, so he really could not realize what was wrong for a moment.
But he soon found out.
Just when the first tall green-faced tiger was colliding with him.
The strength is not right!
Just as Ying Wuji said.
The strength has increased significantly out of thin air.
But...it's still within the acceptable range.
As long as the number is not much different from the previous big monster wave, they can still win, the only difference is that more people will die.
Nangong Ling roared.
Then all the internal energy burst out, and he slapped the green-faced tiger away for a long distance.
The strength of the descendants of the Military Saint is fully displayed.
…
On the city wall.
The sky was already filled with arrows and poisonous needles.
The screams of humans and the cries of monsters were intertwined.
People fell one by one.
The monsters fell one by one.
As soon as the battle began, everyone was on the brink of life and death.
The morale of the human coalition was still high, but without knowing when a layer of gloom had covered it.
They could all feel that the pressure this time was significantly higher than they had expected.
The city wall stretched for miles, and was covered with overflowing blood and flying corpses. When the corpses piled up too heavily, they were kicked off the wall to clear the space for new soldiers.
On top of the arrow tower.
Ying Wuji used thunder magic to chop monsters for fun. The monsters recognized him but were afraid to pick a fight with him. After all, he became famous in a battle five days ago, and he had not been killed even when surrounded by a hundred big monsters. He was even able to break out on his own.
We can't surround and kill such a powerful man, and we can't do meaningless things.
Moreover, Ying Wuji is only one person and the threat is not great. Amid the tide of monsters all over the mountains, it is difficult for him to pose a threat to the big monsters.
Their only goal was to capture Yucheng and break the Zhuanxu Seal.
“It’s too hard to bear!”
Ying Wuji continued to use thunder magic, and although every strike was accurate, he still felt a little weak.
Just like the endless mode of Plants vs. Zombies, no matter how many exploding peppers you have, it’s useless.
It is no wonder that this doomsday-like scene cast such a shadow on the Chu army.
He turned his head and glanced.
Even Mi Duo, who had supervised the battles several times, had a frown on his face at this moment.
"Becoming stronger?"
“Becoming stronger!”
Mi Duo nodded, feeling quite uncertain. He didn't know whether he could stop this evil plague.
He gazed into the distance, feeling a little relieved. "Nangong Ling is worthy of being the descendant of the Military Saint. He has mastered the art of battle formations. Even such a powerful demon nest cannot break their formation!"
Ying Wuji nodded in agreement: "This old man does have something."
At this moment, the demon tide was like a rushing flood, and the army led by Nangong Ling was like a dam, remaining unmoved no matter how the demon tide attacked.
The average strength of the 30,000 main force troops is quite strong.
In addition, Nangong Ling's strategy of turning beans into soldiers created an extra 10,000 soldiers, which completed the defense line. For a moment, it felt really airtight.
Very strong!
At least it’s stronger than Ying Wuji imagined.
But its strength is very limited.
He was not there last time, but he heard from Mi Duo that the Zhou Dynasty and the Gan army performed quite strongly last time. They were able to fight in and out of the monster tide, cutting and nibbling away at them. Watching them fight was simply an artistic enjoyment, otherwise they would not have been so popular.
But this time.
What about interlacing, cutting and encroaching? It's all bullshit!
All Ying Wuji saw was the enemy standing in place in formation to intercept.
The pressure from the monster tide made the 30,000 elite soldiers unable to move, forcing Nangong Ling to use the Bean-Turning-Soldiers technique that he had not used five days ago.
I have to say.
These ten thousand puppet soldiers are as precise as battle machines, and their execution of battle formations is much better than that of the young masters' soldiers.
If they were placed on a normal battlefield, they would definitely be first-class elite, but they have a huge flaw, that is, they are not proficient in magic, and their attacks are extremely monotonous. They can still cause trouble if they encounter ordinary human armies, but what is in front of them is a demon nest, and there are all kinds of flying creatures charging into the formation, and all kinds of spells are flying everywhere.
Therefore, these ten thousand puppets naturally became the breakthrough point of the defense line formed by Nangong Ling.
This seemingly indestructible dam officially released floodwaters after holding out for an incense stick of time.
The dam that was powerful enough to block flood water turned into a stubborn rock in the torrent in the blink of an eye.
Still solid though.
But there was no way to stop the torrent in the slightest.
At most, intercept a few monsters and kill them one by one.
In the blink of an eye, the monsters poured in. Ying Wuque, who was already under a lot of pressure, suddenly felt like the sky was falling.
From a distance.
Ying Wuji could see that Ying Wuque, the little brat, had turned pale in the face as he sent out distress signals while leading his troops to fight off the monster tide.
Although the situation was somewhat out of control, this guy was not scared at all and was not afraid of fighting at all. He tried his best to stop the monster tide from reaching the city wall.
The city walls have been corroded by the venom flying down from the sky. There are also many ferocious beasts weighing thousands of pounds and taller attacking the city this time. If they are really driven to the foot of the city, the consequences will be disastrous.
Following the sound of a horn.
Tens of thousands of cavalrymen suddenly rushed out of the city and quickly formed a second line of defense.
At this time, Nangong Ling, who was almost drowned in the torrent, also gave up the meaningless role of the stubborn stone.
He quickly turned around and rushed towards the second line of defense.
Him at this moment.
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