On the northern battlefield, after receiving the message from Lin Muyu, Feng Jixing ordered the army to abandon the passes and fortresses in various places within three days. The entire army retreated and defended within a radius of 100 miles of Xiping City. The huge army of 500,000 made the opponent unable to continue the attack.

Yang Shang was originally a feint attack, but left in disappointment.

The more than 200,000 Tianjue Legion controlled by Chen Yu took advantage of the situation to enter the Huoyuan Province and began the embarrassing journey of advancing and retreating. Huoyuan Province is a place of three battles, adjacent to Dongning Province in the north and Xishan Province in the west. Feng Jixing, Chen Yu may attack at any time, but Chen Yu was unable to retreat, so he could only stay in Huoyuan Province and wait for the time change.

...

June 17th.

Everything began to revive, and the trees and vegetation on the mountain began to sprout tender green buds. The clear weather lasted for nearly half a month, and it seemed that spring was coming.

In this way, the Gentian Camp quickly attacked Jicheng. The entire western wall of Jicheng was covered by artillery fire and crossbows. Situ Sen personally led the Gentian Camp to attack the city. This was the second day.

The west wall of Jicheng was already full of holes, the city gates began to loosen, and the city was stained with blood. Some were from the southern tour army and some from the Longtan camp. This battle was very fierce, and there were many injuries on both sides.

After a morning of fierce attack, the attack battalion retreated and failed to capture the city wall.

Situ Sen's face was covered with blood. He had even rushed to the city wall, but was still forced back by the heavy forces of the Southern Tour Army. A new scar was added to his handsome face, which was a sword wound.

"Marson, give me another half a day and I will definitely take down the West City Wall!" he said with his fists.

"Don't be anxious." Lin Muyu waved his hand: "Come here, give me a seat. General Sen will take a rest for a while. How many people have we lost in the past two days?"

"About three thousand."

“Too many.”

Lin Muyu frowned and said, "I just got the news that the third batch of supplies transported from Dongshuang City has arrived at the front line. After about two hours, 30,000 magic crystal cannons will be delivered to the battlefield, so don't rush to attack first. When the magic crystal cannon shells arrive, you can knock on the city gate without bloodshed. Xiaoyin and Xiaoxi will help you break through the city. Once you break through the city wall, there will be street fighting. I will hand over the Armored Demon Camp and the Sword and Shield Camp of the Barbarian Clan. Be sure to end the battle in Jicheng within three days and wipe out Song Liangcheng's southern tour army. In addition, don't let Song Liangcheng go, send the winged man, the dragon knight blocks the air, and don't even release a bird."

"Yes, my subordinate understands, please let go!"

...

It was not until dusk that the first batch of magic crystal shells were transported across Qinglan River with difficulty, and Situ Sen's next attack was launched, while Lin Muyu, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi personally supervised the battle, riding a war horse and watching the siege from afar.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The sound of war drums roared, as if they were hitting everyone's heart. The soldiers of the Southern Tour Army on the city were also exhausted, but no one dared to slack off. They all knew that the army under the city was the mortal enemy of the Southern Tour Army, the legendary Longtan Camp, the revenge army that was shot and killed in a town commander Xu Jiantao, would never survive once the city was broken.

"They are coming again."

A ten thousand men said, wiping a steel knife covered with blood.

Song Liangcheng held the scepter with a chill in his eyes and said, "Your Majesty ordered us to defend and wait for reinforcements. There will definitely be reinforcements. No one should retreat. Bear the city wall for me. If their shells are used up, they will not break through the city wall so easily. Even if we fight to the last person, we must defend Jicheng. Do you understand?"

"Yes, deputy commander!" Everyone shouted in unison.

But at this moment, the Gentian Camp cannon formation in the distance suddenly spit out flames, followed by magic crystal cannons falling on the city wall, blooming with flowers of death, and then the impact storm swept across the city wall, causing everyone to retreat. However, this round of artillery fire actually made the west city wall shaking, and even the iron gate made of fine steel was burned red and was about to be unable to hold on.

"Oh shit!"

Song Liangcheng clenched his sword ruthlessly, looked up at the sky, but found that Xing Tiantian army riding a phoenix was swimming in the air, and had long controlled the air supremacy of the entire battlefield. Not to mention breaking through, it was not so easy for Song Liangcheng, the demon god, to escape.

"Second coach, what should I do!?"

A group of ten thousand men were panicked.

"Prepare for street fighting!"

Song Liangcheng held the long sword and said, "Don't panic, Jicheng is our city. We are more familiar with everything about Jicheng. We are told to prepare for war in the city. We still have 150,000 troops. Street fighting in the city can last for at least ten days. Ten days... The reinforcements from Luohan City should have arrived long ago!"

"yes!"

...

"Squeak...squeak..."

In the distance, the huge iron gate of the West City Gate was burned red and twisted, making an unpleasant twisting sound. After a round of artillery attacks, Situ Sen had ordered the assault battalion to attack again.

Lin Muyu looked from a distance and said, "Xiao Yin, are you sure to break the city gate with one sword?"

"Yeah." Qin Yin nodded.

"Go and help the assault camp break through the city gate. The next thing is Situ Sen's business."

"good!"

Qin Yin jumped up and turned into a stream of light and flew to the front of the city wall. Suddenly, a group of soldiers from the Gentian camp recognized him, and they were all shocked-

"Look, it's His Highness!"

"Why is Your Highness coming?"

"Your Highness...is this cheering for us?"

Just when everyone was excited, Qin Yin raised his hand and drew out the Donghua Sword. He pondered softly. The Mahayana Heavenly Divine Power surrounded his body, and a powerful force of order penetrated into the long sword. He instantly launched a Xiyan Qi slash, and slashed out with a sharp sword at the city gate!

"boom!"

The sword energy turned into a bitter storm, instantly tearing apart the huge city gate, and even splitting a huge gap in the city wall. The sword energy crossed the city wall and flew straight into the city's avenue, instantly swept across the city's southern tour troops guarding the city and preparing to fight. The screams suddenly soared into the sky. The sword was extremely devastating, and almost shocked the morale of the southern tour troops with one sword.

For a moment, the southern patrols inside and outside the city were shocked. This was a force that did not belong to human beings, but the power of the Mahayana Heavenly Way!

However, the soldiers of the assault camp of the Gentian Camp raised their weapons and shields one after another, and shouted: "The Empress is mighty! Long live the Empress!"

With the order of Situ Sen, thousands of people flocked into the city and fought with the Southern Tour Army. The battle was true. The Southern Tour Army could hardly resist the footsteps of the Longtan Camp. Most of the battle formations were about to collapse. Both the combat power and tactics were far apart, and it was difficult to compete with the Longtan Camp on the front battlefield.

The Longtan Camp is a army of battles, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the Southern Tour Army is a mob. What's more, the people in the Longtan Camp at this time had only revenge and high fighting spirit in their hearts, which is even more comparable to the Southern Tour Army.

...

Qin Yin returned to the central army and landed gently beside Lin Muyu.

"Xiao Yin, the power of this sword is amazing." Lin Muyu exclaimed.

Qin Yin Liwo smiled slightly: "If Xiao Xi slashed such a sword, it might not be less powerful than me."

Tang Xiaoxi chuckled and said nothing.

After a few seconds, Qin Yin said: "Brother Ayu, since he has decided to wipe out Song Liangcheng's troops, why not order the shelling of Jicheng and use magic crystal cannons to turn Jicheng into a pile of ruins?"

Lin Muyu nodded and said, "There are two reasons for this. First, the inventory of magic crystal shells is too small. You can't waste your property at will. There are countless city gates waiting for us to open the door after Jicheng. Second, there are still 100,000 civilians in Jicheng. I don't want to kill the 100,000 civilians because of my momentary anger. In this battle, I only killed the southern tour army and did not harm the civilians."

Qin Yin smiled slightly: "So you haven't changed, then I'll be relieved."

Lin Muyu opened her eyes and began to summon Chi Jinglong, saying, "Xiao Yin, Xiao Xi, let's go to the air to overlook the entire battlefield, block the air, don't let Song Liangcheng run away. In addition, order the Wei Qiu troops to attack together, attack forward and backward, so that Song Liangcheng has no way to go to heaven and no way to the ground."

"Um!"

...

In fact, Song Liangcheng had no intention of escaping. The Southern Tour was his life and everything to him. Once the Southern Tour was annihilated, Song Liangcheng's life would be like to come to an end. Without a lower-ranking demon god in the Southern Tour, what is such a bare commander? Chen Yu would not use it more, and Lin Muyu would pursue and kill him desperately. It would be better to die.

Foul smoke rose in Jicheng, and Situ Sen had led the assault camp into the city. In terms of street fighting ability, the wild warriors were the best in the world, and the armored demon camp was the second in the world. But these two armies are now in the hands of Lin Muyu, so it was only a matter of time before they could annihilate the Southern Tour.

The street battle lasted from the afternoon of the 17th to the early morning of the 19th. The city was full of traces of battle. Song Liangcheng had 150,000 people, and it was not so easy to kill them. For three days, the entire city was filled with blood and corpses. The Southern Tour Army, who had lost its ability to counterattack, were cut and killed. In this battle, Lin Muyu ordered not to keep the prisoners and not to accept surrender, so the Southern Tour Army had no choice. They were still carrying out a vain and weak resistance before they died.

The second team entering the city was the three thousand imperial guards responsible for protecting Qin Yin and more than 100 imperial guards. At this time, the imperial guards were responsible for rectifying public security in the city. They cleaned up all the southern patrols who pretended to be civilians and threatened civilians. At the same time, they offered a list of people who gathered in the city square to protect the safety and provide food and water.

Lin Muyu rode a war horse and accompanied Tang Xiaoxi, Qin Yin and Sikong Yao slowly entered the city. The air was filled with the smell of blood, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Xuyang has just risen, bringing a hint of warmth to people.

...

"Finally found!"

From afar, Situ Sen's excited voice came: "Ship Lin, we have caught Song Liangcheng!"

"Oh? Where?"

"Come here now!"
Chapter completed!