Chapter 2250： Command Ruo Ding
"The Lord of the City has not come back... the boys under our command can't stand it anymore!"
"Or let the high-level demon army in the city participate in the war. If the high-level demon army is not dispatched, I think the next attack will be lost!"
He felt deep fear for Chen Qingzhi and Li Yuanba who were constantly roaring at the top of the city.
When Yue Chen left, he knew that Gulu could not bear much use, so let him be a dog and do little things, or it would be okay to have a tailwind, he could barely manage it.
But in the face of the big scene, Guru is a type of waste to the extreme.
Without Yue Chen's power, it would be difficult for him to manage even the Shattered God Tribe.
Let alone face the enemy on the battlefield, he is basically a qualified general who can blow him up.
Therefore, Chen Qingzhi and Li Yuanba were left behind and were responsible for defense.
Within a few hours of Xueyi's attack on the city, he could be regarded as seeing Chen Qingzhi's ability.
Chen Qingyi wore a white robe and stood on the city wall, although the dark complexion of the Mozu was not suitable for such a white robe.
But Chen Qingzhi's temperament has not been damaged in the slightest. Compared with the nondescript appearance of blood in the coffin, he is more like a noble son with grace and noble temperament.
On several occasions, Gulu felt that Longshan City would be breached immediately. After all, the Yue State Army in the city was not moving, relying on his tribal soldiers with crooked melons and jujubes, it was difficult to defend.
Had it not been known that there was still a handyman in the city that had not been sent out, he would have escaped long ago.
However, under the command of Chen Qingzhi, facing the **** army that was like a tide and fearless to death, he was able to hold the city wall steadily.
"It's not time yet. There are some trash fish, and it is a waste to use elites."
"These low-level warriors can be consumed, and they don't waste any effort when they are trained. A high-level warrior suffers a casualty, which is a loss to Your Majesty Yue Chen."
"Besides, I think Longshan City is as stable as Mount Tai, and I will never fall into it!"
Chen Qingzhi's voice was cold, like a cold wind blowing in the twelfth lunar month, making Gulu shudder.
But Gulu felt that what he said also made sense, the high-ranking martial artist cultivated a required resource, enough to train thousands of low-ranking fighters.
Especially the Yue Guo elite in the city, Gulu admitted that even if it was the guard team under the Dragon Blood Great Emperor, it could not be so elite.
If it was him, he would definitely not be willing to use this kind of talent to fight with people recklessly.
"Understood, I will turn them back!"
Gulu nodded repeatedly, and shouted at Xue Yi outside the city: "Blood-thirsty demon clan's offspring, hurry up and get rid of the clan chief, otherwise my god-breaker tribe won't mind smashing your dog's head."
"Our City Master Yue Chen didn't come back, that's because we don't need him to deal with you miscellaneous things!"
"If it wasn't for me to carry a heavy burden and need to command an army to defend, a single magic would kill you!"
Gulu mocked the other party as much as possible, anyway, safety is guaranteed now.
He, a Dharma Sovereign, could laugh at a holy-rank mage, and it made him feel dark and cool to think about it.
"You're looking for death, you're looking for death!"
Xue Yi was furious in an instant, and the blue veins on his forehead violently, because the porcelain cup in his anger was directly shattered by him.
The aristocratic temperament that was originally disguised, disappeared at this moment, but like a ghost in hell.
With a swish, a blood-red magic arrow shot out of his hand and shot it straight at Gulu, so scared that Gulu crawled around and was worthy of avoiding it.
"Continue to attack the city, and the **** magic cannon will blast me and smash the city wall!"
Xue Yi roared angrily, and commanded the Demon Warrior under him.
The blood-thirsty demon warrior who was in charge of manipulating the **** magic cannon showed a grinning smile on his face. Inversely compared to this was the huge number of demon slaves, whose faces were full of horror and even caused a commotion.
Wanting to escape, but this group of slaves was controlled by the Demon Race for a long time, and they had long lost the courage to resist and could only stand still.
The **** magic cannon is a product created by magic by the bloodthirsty demon. Although there is a cannon in its name, it is far from the real artillery. It is just a special magic circle, controlled by the wizard of the bloodthirsty demon.
At the back of the formation, there are more than a dozen portable magic circles with obscure and incomprehensible characters inscribed on them, which are very different from the general Mozu characters.
It is said that it was created by a certain god-level powerhouse of the blood-thirsty demon, and possesses the power to control blood.
As the demon mage chanted a spell to activate the formation, a gloomy aura spread among the slave groups, and thousands of unlucky slaves were selected.
Hiss...A sound of blood evaporating from these slaves sounded at the same time, and their three or five breaths turned into mummy. If someone unlays these slaves, they will find that even a drop of blood can't come out of them.
The blood has been completely absorbed by the **** magic cannon formation. Not long after, dozens of blood-red orbs shot out from the **** magic cannon formation and smashed into the city wall.
Boom... Boom... Boom... There was a burst of noise on the wall. Although the demon and goblin warriors who were in charge of the defense had tried their best to avoid them, many people were still spattered by the filthy blood after the **** sphere exploded.
Even if it was only contaminated with a drop, the whole body corroded instantly, and the screams filled the city wall, terribly harsh.
"All the wounded warriors were killed, cleaned up the blood, and guarded against the siege!"
Chen Qingzhi's calm and composed command.
Because he was prepared for a long time, the defense on the wall was extremely weak. Although he was bombarded by the **** demon, there were only hundreds of warriors injured, and the loss could be bearable.
"Yes!"
Gu Lu heart has lingering fears.
It was not the first time he saw the bombardment of the bloodthirsty demon clan's **** demon, and he was still extremely afraid in his heart.
Gulu will never forget the first time he saw the **** magic cannon launching an offensive. The original several war paladins in the Godbreaker tribe didn't know the depth, and they wanted to make it hard.
As a result, they were hit by a cannonball, and the impact did not hurt them, but the blood that followed had corrupted these paladins.
The corroded blood of the warrior will also be assimilated into this dirty blood, which will continue to contaminate other warriors.
Therefore, when caught off guard, more than 90% of the 200,000 warriors on the wall were killed or injured.
Therefore, Chen Qingzhi changed the defensive tactics and did not allow Yue Guo's army to fight.
He could accept the death of some demons, and Yue Chen would not punish him.
After all, these goblins and demon warriors were just loss items in Yue Chen's view.
But in the face of this kind of engineering weapon, if it can't be dismantled in the first time, even if Yue Guo's army is on the field, it will suffer heavy losses.
Under the **** magic cannon, all beings are equal.
According to Chen Qingzhi's estimation, at the very least, he had to reach the strength of the Intermediate Battle Sage to barely defend against these dirty blood.
Even the warriors of the battle saint elementary level can only defend a small amount of dirty blood, if too much dirty blood is contaminated at the same time, it will still be corroded to death.
"Or let the high-level demon army in the city participate in the war. If the high-level demon army is not dispatched, I think the next attack will be lost!"
He felt deep fear for Chen Qingzhi and Li Yuanba who were constantly roaring at the top of the city.
When Yue Chen left, he knew that Gulu could not bear much use, so let him be a dog and do little things, or it would be okay to have a tailwind, he could barely manage it.
But in the face of the big scene, Guru is a type of waste to the extreme.
Without Yue Chen's power, it would be difficult for him to manage even the Shattered God Tribe.
Let alone face the enemy on the battlefield, he is basically a qualified general who can blow him up.
Therefore, Chen Qingzhi and Li Yuanba were left behind and were responsible for defense.
Within a few hours of Xueyi's attack on the city, he could be regarded as seeing Chen Qingzhi's ability.
Chen Qingyi wore a white robe and stood on the city wall, although the dark complexion of the Mozu was not suitable for such a white robe.
But Chen Qingzhi's temperament has not been damaged in the slightest. Compared with the nondescript appearance of blood in the coffin, he is more like a noble son with grace and noble temperament.
On several occasions, Gulu felt that Longshan City would be breached immediately. After all, the Yue State Army in the city was not moving, relying on his tribal soldiers with crooked melons and jujubes, it was difficult to defend.
Had it not been known that there was still a handyman in the city that had not been sent out, he would have escaped long ago.
However, under the command of Chen Qingzhi, facing the **** army that was like a tide and fearless to death, he was able to hold the city wall steadily.
"It's not time yet. There are some trash fish, and it is a waste to use elites."
"These low-level warriors can be consumed, and they don't waste any effort when they are trained. A high-level warrior suffers a casualty, which is a loss to Your Majesty Yue Chen."
"Besides, I think Longshan City is as stable as Mount Tai, and I will never fall into it!"
Chen Qingzhi's voice was cold, like a cold wind blowing in the twelfth lunar month, making Gulu shudder.
But Gulu felt that what he said also made sense, the high-ranking martial artist cultivated a required resource, enough to train thousands of low-ranking fighters.
Especially the Yue Guo elite in the city, Gulu admitted that even if it was the guard team under the Dragon Blood Great Emperor, it could not be so elite.
If it was him, he would definitely not be willing to use this kind of talent to fight with people recklessly.
"Understood, I will turn them back!"
Gulu nodded repeatedly, and shouted at Xue Yi outside the city: "Blood-thirsty demon clan's offspring, hurry up and get rid of the clan chief, otherwise my god-breaker tribe won't mind smashing your dog's head."
"Our City Master Yue Chen didn't come back, that's because we don't need him to deal with you miscellaneous things!"
"If it wasn't for me to carry a heavy burden and need to command an army to defend, a single magic would kill you!"
Gulu mocked the other party as much as possible, anyway, safety is guaranteed now.
He, a Dharma Sovereign, could laugh at a holy-rank mage, and it made him feel dark and cool to think about it.
"You're looking for death, you're looking for death!"
Xue Yi was furious in an instant, and the blue veins on his forehead violently, because the porcelain cup in his anger was directly shattered by him.
The aristocratic temperament that was originally disguised, disappeared at this moment, but like a ghost in hell.
With a swish, a blood-red magic arrow shot out of his hand and shot it straight at Gulu, so scared that Gulu crawled around and was worthy of avoiding it.
"Continue to attack the city, and the **** magic cannon will blast me and smash the city wall!"
Xue Yi roared angrily, and commanded the Demon Warrior under him.
The blood-thirsty demon warrior who was in charge of manipulating the **** magic cannon showed a grinning smile on his face. Inversely compared to this was the huge number of demon slaves, whose faces were full of horror and even caused a commotion.
Wanting to escape, but this group of slaves was controlled by the Demon Race for a long time, and they had long lost the courage to resist and could only stand still.
The **** magic cannon is a product created by magic by the bloodthirsty demon. Although there is a cannon in its name, it is far from the real artillery. It is just a special magic circle, controlled by the wizard of the bloodthirsty demon.
At the back of the formation, there are more than a dozen portable magic circles with obscure and incomprehensible characters inscribed on them, which are very different from the general Mozu characters.
It is said that it was created by a certain god-level powerhouse of the blood-thirsty demon, and possesses the power to control blood.
As the demon mage chanted a spell to activate the formation, a gloomy aura spread among the slave groups, and thousands of unlucky slaves were selected.
Hiss...A sound of blood evaporating from these slaves sounded at the same time, and their three or five breaths turned into mummy. If someone unlays these slaves, they will find that even a drop of blood can't come out of them.
The blood has been completely absorbed by the **** magic cannon formation. Not long after, dozens of blood-red orbs shot out from the **** magic cannon formation and smashed into the city wall.
Boom... Boom... Boom... There was a burst of noise on the wall. Although the demon and goblin warriors who were in charge of the defense had tried their best to avoid them, many people were still spattered by the filthy blood after the **** sphere exploded.
Even if it was only contaminated with a drop, the whole body corroded instantly, and the screams filled the city wall, terribly harsh.
"All the wounded warriors were killed, cleaned up the blood, and guarded against the siege!"
Chen Qingzhi's calm and composed command.
Because he was prepared for a long time, the defense on the wall was extremely weak. Although he was bombarded by the **** demon, there were only hundreds of warriors injured, and the loss could be bearable.
"Yes!"
Gu Lu heart has lingering fears.
It was not the first time he saw the bombardment of the bloodthirsty demon clan's **** demon, and he was still extremely afraid in his heart.
Gulu will never forget the first time he saw the **** magic cannon launching an offensive. The original several war paladins in the Godbreaker tribe didn't know the depth, and they wanted to make it hard.
As a result, they were hit by a cannonball, and the impact did not hurt them, but the blood that followed had corrupted these paladins.
The corroded blood of the warrior will also be assimilated into this dirty blood, which will continue to contaminate other warriors.
Therefore, when caught off guard, more than 90% of the 200,000 warriors on the wall were killed or injured.
Therefore, Chen Qingzhi changed the defensive tactics and did not allow Yue Guo's army to fight.
He could accept the death of some demons, and Yue Chen would not punish him.
After all, these goblins and demon warriors were just loss items in Yue Chen's view.
But in the face of this kind of engineering weapon, if it can't be dismantled in the first time, even if Yue Guo's army is on the field, it will suffer heavy losses.
Under the **** magic cannon, all beings are equal.
According to Chen Qingzhi's estimation, at the very least, he had to reach the strength of the Intermediate Battle Sage to barely defend against these dirty blood.
Even the warriors of the battle saint elementary level can only defend a small amount of dirty blood, if too much dirty blood is contaminated at the same time, it will still be corroded to death.
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