The Great Tang: World Martial God

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Boom boom boom.

Exciting drum beats at this moment.

The sound of breaking through the air was mixed in the drums, and hit the city.

The shells slid a long trajectory on the sky, flooded the sky, and hit the wall where the defensive formation was arranged.

Bang bang.

The iron shells were heavily bombarded on the iron-clad wooden shield. As the crowd flew, the collapsing iron ball rolled down the city, and the lead was still burning.

A huge roar accompanied by a dazzling fire burst in an instant, and the torn and shattered remains were thrown out of the white smoke, and it was thrown across the entire city.

Some smashed through the gaps between the wooden shields, smashed over the heads of the crowd, and landed in the defensive formation. The moment the fire blazed into the sky, the air wave pushed the air away, and the soldiers flew away. The soldiers rushing to the city head with the rolling stone wood.

The horrible death and the torn and blurred body of the snow caused many soldiers to scream in terror. The fragments of the city wall that collapsed followed one after another, piercing through half of the head, or smashing into the houses in the city.

Mu Dongjiao was standing on the attic of the city head. When the first group of white smoke sparkled his eyes, thunder blasted in his ears. After a while, the world hidden in the white smoke completely quieted down.

There was a violent tremor from under his feet, and Mu Dongjiao staggered and fell to the ground, climbing up the trembling city wall, able to stabilize his figure.

The horrified pupils reflected the sputtering residual limbs, which hit the female wall and broke apart.

this moment.

There seemed to be raindrops crackling on the head and body.

A soft, finger-sized object hit his face, sticking to his cheek sticky, and the warm touch made Mu Dongjiao subconsciously touch it and place it in front of his eyes.

The red color instantly irritated the eyeballs, and the **** and fleshy residue on the fingertips silently told the tragic death of a soldier.

This terrifying scene made Mu Dongjiao horrified. He subconsciously threw off the mud in his hands, and supported the city wall in horror. He slowly turned his head to look at the raindrops falling on the back of his hand in a heavy breath. thing.

The bluestone-stacked city wall was covered with spattered lines of blood. The **** soldiers crawled out of the white smoke, clutching the **** broken arm, the bitter face was mixed with blood and tears, that big one. The corner of his mouth seemed to be wailing, but he couldn't hear it.

The spherical object suddenly rushed into the eyes and slammed into the soldiers' heads impartially. In the field of vision, they rushed towards Mu Dongjiao's eyeballs like moths.

When he opened his eyes again, Mu Dongjiao was already a little weak, and his blood-red sight reflected the smashed head and a pool of gurgling blood.

It seems that the city wall at the foot is not trembling, everything around the ears gradually becomes clear, and the miserable howls flood into the ears.

The big trembling hand climbed up the female wall, supported the trembling legs, and slowly stood up.

The pungent smell fills the nose, and the white smoke that fades away reveals the tragic city head. The blood is flowing into a river, the corpses are full, the stumps and broken arms and internal organs are scattered on the ground, gurgling in the blood river, surviving The soldier curled up in horror and trembled and trembled under the wall...

"help me……"

A low voice came from my ears.

Before turning his head, the soldier who broke his lower body, dragged the broken body, stretched his arms, and the eyes of the remaining consciousness were full of longing for alive.

Mu Dongjiao's body trembled, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

After so many years on the battlefield, the corpse mountain and blood sea have been seen countless times, but have you ever seen such a tragic scene?

Tears slipped from his eyes, and the fear in his heart gradually fell silent as the attack stopped. The devastation appeared in his mind. At this moment, Mu Dongjiao's heart was cut like a knife.

These soldiers who died were warriors who had followed them for many years, fought from the east to the west, and galloped on the battlefield.

But at this moment, the city was tragically killed, and even his body was incomplete.

Gradually, the standing hands no longer tremble, and they slowly clenched, and a thought of revenge crawled into his heart.

"General, Datang...Datang's catapult has returned!"

The trembling voice was mixed with tremors.

Even though he was relying on the crowd to defend this offensive, the lieutenant did not have the feeling that he had left after a disaster.

In a world full of blood and bones, there are only deep fears and seeds of hatred rooted in the heart.

"Open the city gate! Hand in your gun and don't kill!"

The domineering voice outside the city resounded and echoed in this wailing area.

Mu Dongjiao slowly turned his head like a doll, and the clamoring General Tang was reflected in his eyes.

The silver spear was dragged obliquely, with a childish face, turning the horses around, looking up at the tower.

Seeing this arrogant figure, Mu Dongjiao's sad eyes gradually cleared, and fierce anger ignited in his eyes and shot.

Grasping the rough city wall strenuously, Mu Dongjiao looked at the figure below the city, hissed and uttered his tongue from the bottom of his heart.

"I'll kick your mother's legs!"

"The cowardly young man listen to the old man. Today, the old man will definitely want you cruel butchers to peel off their skin and cramp, thwart their bones and turn their ashes. This has solved my hatred!"

"The brothers at the top of the city will not die in vain, you group of cold-blooded and bloodthirsty beasts will definitely be punished by Changshengtian!"