C337 Liquidate attack etc

"Hahaha, you're still like this. Forget it, I'll settle your debts later."

After a simple meal, Dong Fengpo gathered all the generals together and gave the order to attack the city at full strength tomorrow morning. He also mysteriously told everyone that there would be a good show to watch tomorrow. As for what kind of good show it would be, they didn't reveal it early as a secret.

At dawn, Dong Fengpo was at the frontmost point of the formation. He took the lead and leapt into the enemy troops' Sword Mountain and Sword Forest.

"Go!" Go on! Attack the Ice Receiving City! "

With a spear in hand, he pounced towards the soldiers of Ice Receiving City who were fighting. The momentum was like a hurricane, sweeping away everything, destroying everything, a thunder-like momentum, only a fight to the death was needed. The two sides clashed against each other like floodwaters!

Hundreds of polar bears rushed out of the city gate, rushing over like lightning, directly disregarding their enemies and allies, biting and eating as they pleased, as if they had not eaten meat for hundreds of years. It seems like the reason they did not cause any trouble in the past few days was because these polar bears had been imprisoned, and had always been hungry, which was why they had such a terrifying combat strength.

However, just as everyone thought that the Yaochi Country Army was finished, a green clothed man leapt into the air, standing straight. Luo Yi Feng was like a fan of snow at this moment. The man in the drab robe held a three-stringed zither in his hand, his fingers fiddling with the three strings, the bear pack that had been threatening them earlier turned around and charged towards the city gate. With this charge, the sturdy city gate was smashed open, the Qitian Country's army never expected that things would turn out like this, this was simply seeking death, bringing about the destruction of one's own life.

The army in the city pushed forward, pushing them forward. The two groups of people collided in the opposite direction, and it was a complete mess! After such a drastic change, the soldiers' morale had reached an unprecedented level. Immediately, they were overwhelmed by the crowd, and dust flew everywhere. The people and their horses were so crowded that it was hard to see them from five steps away.

Hundreds of thousands of men and horses were engaged in a chaotic battle, fleeing, dying, bleeding, killing, screaming, horses' hooves, and footsteps. The city was bustling with noise, and flags were flying all over the place. The most terrifying thing was still the group of bears rushing into the city. They swarmed forth, killing and injuring more than half of the Qitian Country's army, and this battle was indeed a self-inflicted defeat by the Qitian Country's army.

Now, everyone understood why the Marshal was so sure that young master Luo alone could make a lot of supplies and troops. It seemed that it was indeed true, that young master Luo's control of the city was at a level where everyone could tell that he had reached perfection, and it was not something that the old man on the opposing city gate tower could compare with. So their marshal had basically taken care of the monsters, allowing them to beat themselves and eat the consequences.

Then, he ordered all the archers to give up on defending against the enemy, and to instead fire a rocket at the hundreds of polar bears in the city, "Shoot all the beast soldiers to death, shoot them all to death."

Take the arrow, pull the bow, squint, aim...

Howls came out one after another, the specially made Rocket carried a Blood-Sealing Throat poison, and just like that, a normal polar bear fell. However, Qitian Country's archers had paid a huge price for this. Ten thousand archers lost their lives because of hundreds of polar bears. In the end, the Great General of the city had used the blood sword in his hand to end his own life. Before he died, he left behind a sentence, "The one who killed me can only be myself."

Dong Fengpo suddenly stood up: "Truly a sincere person worthy of respect, what a pity about those several hundred bears."

The young master stopped what he was doing and put his feet on the horse's back. Looking at the officer who had killed himself on the gate, he naturally understood why he had ordered the killing of the bears, because defeat was already a foregone conclusion. If the bears were not eliminated, the hundreds of bears would become an unstoppable force, a sword that the Yaochi Kingdom had used to capture the Qi Tian Kingdom. How could the Qi Tian Kingdom have such a person, such a disorderly king, such a sincere general, or such a calm and calm country at the end of its life, such a person who could minimize the losses, yet such a person was so loyal, it was really funny, was it respect or was it a pity to hate him?

The Qitian Country army had lost their commander, and were now flustered and helpless. After fighting with the army led by Dong Fengpo for a while, they threw away their helmets and fled. On top of the city gate tower, dressed in a sleeveless attire, young master Luo brandished the commander-in-chief's banner, his hands filled with power like a rainbow, the banner stably stuck onto the green stone floor, elegant and cold, the three stringed zither in his hands resonating warsong, standing there like a sculpture.

Beneath the city, Dong Fengpo was wielding a long spear stained in blood.

This kind of scene was more like an art, causing one to think of a couplet: The heavens are making a board star, who would dare to come down? As pipa road as silk, which can play?

The battle of the Ice Receiving City ended with the victory of the Yaochi Country. The warriors who had not taken off their blood-stained robes cheered and cheered excitedly, their faces filled with tears from excitement as they hugged their heads and cried. The excited soldiers simply waved their bloody robes, their proud cheers shaking the heaven and earth, "Long live the battle! Long live the Yaochi Country! "

Regardless of who was facing victory, it was difficult to suppress the urge to cry. Those men who usually sweated from their injuries would embrace each other, thumping their chests and shouting with joy.

A bonfire for one night, a wild night.

In her dreams, she once again dreamed of the slaughter of the destruction of the Matriarch Kingdom, the slaughter she had carried out because of a man in her previous life. The swords in her hands, the clothes, all of her face were bright red. She searched crazily for the person called Nie Fan in her dreams, searched crazily for seven days and seven nights, went to every single place that was most likely for him to appear, but she didn't see anything else besides who was real. In the end, she died in front of her parents' grave, and opened that slip of paper that was filled with the love of a man for her.

She felt that her entire body was very cold, very cold, so cold that she would not be disturbed by the liveliness outside. Cold to the point where she was filled with unknown emotions, curiosity, or even thoughts and grudges towards the man called Nie Fan in her dreams.

When Dong Fengpo saw her, he saw a sad look on her face. Her pair of small hands were exposed outside the bed, red from the cold, but her forehead was covered with sweat. Dong Fengpo was shocked, he rushed forward and grabbed onto Yao Sisi's wrist, "Girl, what's wrong?"