Infinite Throne

   Chapter 930 Break the city

  Deer Gate Pass.

  The Shenwu Army's 20,000 people, plus the 500 elite Lumen Pass, formed an army of "20,500", which was in close contact with the Dongwang Army.

  The Eastern King's Army is well-equipped, with strong men and strong horses.

   But Shenwujun is not bad.

   The two sides exchanged head-to-head, and the battle situation became anxious for a while.

  In front of Lumenguan, there is an endless plain, and the cavalry is the king.

   Both sides are cavalry, it depends on who can ride the other.

"you're old!"

  The eight generals stared at the saddle with their legs, leaped high, and punched the old general Shenwu with a punch.

   "Hahaha! When the old man killed the enemy on the battlefield, you hadn't quit milk yet!"

   General Shenwu is worthy of being an old ginger,

  The importance of deep harmony on the battlefield.

   As soon as he said these words, the Eighth General's face turned black, and his fist style became even worse.

"let me!"

   At this time, beside the war horse of General Shenwu, a frail general, climbed to the sky and drew a sword.

  In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and everyone's armor was covered with a layer of snow-white frost.

   "It's a monk!"

   The Eighth General's expression sank, and it was impossible to generalize between monks and monks.

   He can punch the Qi Realm cultivator, but it doesn't mean that he will not panic when facing the Jindan cultivator.

   "The idea is tricky! Call him!"

  The Eighth General saw the cold sword energy released by the opponent, freezing the air, and suddenly his mind was shaken, the fist style was counseled, and he retreated with strength.

   Immediately afterwards, behind the Eastern King's Army, he hula-hura, and the Eighth General shook out a dozen sneaky men in black robes.

   A dozen or so men in black robes were the mysterious monks Ling Yunzhi said.

   In the past, they were responsible for guarding the supply front behind the Eastern King's Army.

   When the Eighth General learned that the Shenwu Army was coming to help, in order to ensure safety, he now invited more than a dozen monks to come to the front line for foreign aid.

   More than a dozen monks, obviously the same school.

   I saw that they were covered in black aura, and at the same time they slapped Xia Xiaoman's frost and snow sword energy.

  The mighty ripples, like a cage, limited Xia Xiaoman's offensive to a radius.

  Jian Nanchun used the magical array function of the Heavenly Secret Sword to stay in the dark. Seeing this, he secretly sweated for his junior sister.

  Unexpectedly, in mid-air, Xia Xiaoman changed his moves calmly, combining his sword and man to break through the siege.

"Chase!"

  A dozen or so dark monks had the upper hand and were ready to kill them all.

   "You deceive people too much!!"

Xia Xiaoman just swept away 100 meters, and then stopped and turned back, with a tragic expression on his face, dazzling white light bursting out of his body, with a majestic voice, rippling over the battlefield: "Scholars can be killed, but not humiliating! Don't let you have a better time! Take your life!"

   "She's going to blow herself up!"

   "Why so suddenly!"

   "Too strong!"

   Seeing that Xia Xiaoman was about to explode the golden pill, the dozen or so cultivators who were just about to catch up were stunned.

  You, play cards out of common sense!

   The reaction of more than a dozen monks was also extremely fast. When they saw something was wrong, they immediately backed away.

  A monk is no better than a soldier. Soldiers dare to sacrifice on the battlefield, but monks are absolutely impossible.

  The monks have lived for hundreds of years for the sake of longevity, and no one is willing to die here for this mere battle.

   Step back quickly, almost without thinking, from the heart.

   But what they didn't expect was that this sturdy cultivator, who just had a bright white light on his body, shrank back the next second, and flew straight to the back of the battlefield.

   A dozen cultivators looked at each other's far-away figure, and after a moment of sluggishness, they suddenly realized.

   "We... deceived?"

  …

   "Where did you learn the bad tricks?"

  Jian Nanchun couldn't sit still when Xia Xiaoman was about to "explode" and was ready to come out to help.

   Not to mention that he made a package ticket with Lin Yi's junior brother, he must take good care of his junior sister. Besides, Lin Yi's junior sister is also his Jian Nanchun's junior sister. No matter what he said, it is impossible for his junior sister to fall here.

   But seeing this turn of events, Jian Nanchun was dumbfounded if he wanted to explode or not.

   This kind of behavior, why is Lin Li Lin angry?

   "Senior Brother Lin Yi said that if you should run, you should run. This is the true hero. If you stay in the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of meat! Besides, Junior Sister, this is not a bad move, but a conspiracy!"

  Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun hang in the air.

   confronted a dozen monks from afar.

   The dozen or so monks were fooled, and they were so angry that they were ready to revive their glory and kill them.

   When they saw Jian Nanchun standing side by side with Xia Xiaoman, and the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella spinning behind Jian Nanchun, there was a commotion among the dozen or so cultivators.

   "It's Jian Nanchun of Tianjianmen!"

   "It's the Jian Nanchun who claims to be 'other people have swords, he has umbrellas, and he wears white clothes to shine on Shenzhou'!"

   "Why is the Jindan cultivator of the dignified Tianjianmen here?"

   Jian Nanchun is well-known in the circle.

   Even if others don't recognize his face, they recognize this person from his unique "flying sword".

  Jian Nanchun roamed the rivers and lakes when he was young and left behind a lot of legends.

   Now, these messy legends finally come in handy, shocking Xiaoxiao.

  Xia Xiaoman was condescending, overlooking the battlefield.

Although the   Shenwu Army was an elite force, with a mere 20,000 people, against 50,000 people, they were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers.

   The multiplied gap in numbers cannot be easily made up for the gap between one or two points of personal strength and well-equipped equipment.

   General Shenwu is indeed old.

   When he was young, he could kill eight generals with one knife.

   But at this moment, the fists of the eight generals were roaring, and the General Shenwu was beaten to the ground.

"retreat!"

After the    General Shenwu's face armor, his face changed, and he slashed out a blood-colored sword light, which cut off the legs of several Dongwang army soldiers and horses around him, and the sand rose up, and he decisively issued an order to retreat.

   Looking back, there were corpses spread all over the battlefield, both sides.

   After General Shenwu issued the order to retreat, the people of Shenwu Army did not want to fight, they flicked the reins and turned around and ran.

   "Hahaha! So, you are old!"

  Although the Eastern King's Army was also in this tough encounter, it is roughly estimated that one or two thousand people were lost, and the other party was also one or two thousand. But can one or two thousand of the twenty-five thousand men speak the same language as one or two thousand of the fifty thousand army? The difference... The Eighth General thought about it, but he didn't calculate how much he was missing. In short, he felt different, and his heart was full of joy.

   "To this general... chase!"

   A series of military orders were passed down.

   "East" flag waved a burst of rhythm.

   The whole army understood, and charged forward in one go.

  Lumenguan had been in the city for a month, and the eight generals were suffering from imperfect siege equipment, and it was difficult to capture the city. Today, it is rare to take advantage of the foreign aid of the Shenwu Army at Lumenguan, and get carried away and go out for a battle. How could the Eight Generals miss this rare opportunity, and talk about it later.

  The art of war has a cloud, you should rush, and don't miss the opportunity.

  …

   Seen from a height,

   The appearance of the Shenwu army retreating was in a state of embarrassment, and the army was broken.

   But their horses were very powerful, they ran very happily, and they pulled a distance in a blink of an eye.

   "Lord General, it seems something is wrong! The art of war is cloud, the poor pirates don't chase..."

  A military sergeant who accompanied the army, wearing light armor, with his rich experience, noticed that something was wrong, and immediately stepped forward to report to the eight generals.

   But before he could finish his suggestion, the Eighth General slapped the general and slapped the horse, causing the general to be stunned.

   "I'm so poor your grandma! Do you know the art of war or this general knows the art of war? Why don't you come to be a general if you know the art of war? Talking nonsense disturbs the morale of the army, take it! Dispose of the military law!"

   The military division was taken away crying.

  The eight generals led the remaining elites of the Eastern King's army to attack all the way on the plain.

far away,

  Rumble—

  Lumenguan gate opened wide, and hurriedly welcomed the Shenwu army into the city.

   "Sure enough, the ancients said that the opportunity must not be missed, and the time will never come! Let's go, the whole army will attack!!"

   The eight generals are currently rushing ahead.

  …

   "Shoot the arrow!"

   "Fire the rocket!"

   "Shot!"

   A dozen cultivators looked at each other and participated in the war in person, which seemed to be outside the scope of the contract agreed in advance.

   They agreed at the beginning that they were responsible for the safety of the supply route.

   Second, if the opponent has a high-level cultivator appearing, they are responsible for resisting the cultivator.

   A thousand years ago,

  The three schools of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demons jointly signed a contract, and the monks above Jindan would never participate in secular disputes, otherwise they would be besieged by the three schools.

   This thousand-year covenant is not only aimed at the monks who go to the three doors. If other monks are in trouble in the secular world and are discovered, they will be bound by the three doors.

   To put it bluntly, Shang Sanmen is equivalent to the discipline committee in the circle, restraining the entire Xuanmen world.

   "But if the other party violates the rules first, we will trouble the other party's Jindan cultivator, and it will not be regarded as a breach of contract!"

   One of the dozen or so mysterious monks said loudly.

  Once the others heard it, they were right and boasted that their brothers were smart, so they jumped at the same time, easily shuttled through rockets, arrow feathers, and slings, and climbed the city wall.

  Under the intervention of the mysterious monk group, the defenses on the city walls fell one after another.

   in the air,

  Some monks carried out high-altitude bombing. On the ground, after the Shenwu army entered Lumenguan, the door was not closed in time, and eight generals broke into the city one by one.

   "Kill Lao Tzu! Slaughter the city!"

The Eighth General was tossed around by Lumenguan for several months, and his heart was filled with evil fire. If it wasn't for the order of the King in the East, he should not waste too much troops at Lumenguan, otherwise it would affect the assessment indicators. Destruction attack attacked the city.

   Now is a rare opportunity, he did not hesitate to issue an order to massacre the city to vent his anger.

   (end of this chapter)