Jiyun Border Pass, Dongshan City.

The bustling streets of the past were stained with blood, and the once bustling border town was filled with depression and death.

The streets are littered with corpses.

From time to time, soldiers from the Wu Kingdom wearing heavy armor ran past, their hurried footsteps followed by the roar of war drums.

There were faint sounds of fighting on the city wall, and the flames shot into the sky.

The flames of war are coming from the grassland.

The army of the Wu Kingdom merged with the barbarians of the Green Lion Tribe. After three days and three nights of fierce fighting, millions of armored men finally broke through Dongshan City, which Jiyun Dongguan relied on as a barrier.

The baptism of blood and fire is the cruelty brought about by war.

Dongshan City was completely slaughtered, and Jiyun's border troops suffered numerous casualties. Some people who had escaped from the border in advance gathered in the forest five miles behind the city and stared blankly at their homes with flames soaring into the sky.

Once the border pass is broken, there will be no danger to the east of Jiyun.

The Iron Armor of Wu State and the Green Lion Tribe who had annexed the entire Tianmang Grassland went all the way west, rushed into the hinterland of Jiyun, and approached Jiyun Imperial City.

It won't be long before Jiyun Kingdom will be completely plunged into endless war.

The people are displaced and their lives are in ruins.

High on top of the city, the last handful of Jiyun border troops were fighting hard.

Veteran General Fan Hu stood with a gun in his hand, his eyes wide open, but motionless. A blood hole was opened in his heart, and the blood could not solidify, so he died a long time ago.

Lao He waved the knife numbly.

He knew that he would not survive today. His only wish was to kill a few more enemies and then follow the general.

He also knew that Jiyun's rare peace would no longer exist.

The Wu Kingdom is approaching fiercely, the Wu Kingdom's armor is extremely good at fighting, and the Blue Lion Division is charging into the battle. Such a powerful army can even sweep half of Hezhou.

The national policies of Wu State and Jiyun are completely opposite. They advocate the use of force to build a country. There are as many generals in the court as ministers across the river, and the status of civilian officials in Wu State is far below that of military generals.

Especially when the new emperor of the Wu Kingdom came to the throne and changed dynasties almost without any blood, it can be seen how terrible the new emperor's methods are.

Originally a warlike country, and with its ambitious leader, Wu State was destined to spread the war to the entire Hezhou.

Jiyun, on the other hand, was a huge monster that collapsed in the flames of war.

The knife in his hand could no longer be held firmly. Lao He was breathing heavily. His eyes were covered with blood and he couldn't even see clearly.

The companions around him were falling one after another.

Lao He didn't dare to look back, and he didn't even dare to do unnecessary actions like wiping his sweat. He kept waving his knife to kill the Wu Guo Tiejia who rushed up.

Warriors like Lao He didn't really care about the terrifying armor of the Wu Kingdom. What made him tremble with fear was the national master of the Wu Kingdom who came with the formation.

It was a young woman in a skirt, with delicate facial features and a slightly pale face. There was a simple silver-stepped wave in her dark temples. There was always a smile on the corner of her mouth, and there seemed to be endless hidden things in her deep eyes.

The secrecy gives people the illusion that strangers should not approach.

The national teacher of Wu State who accompanied the army was mysterious and powerful.

Lao He watched helplessly as the petite woman just waved her hand, and a large section of the solid city wall collapsed. Sharp arrows and even powerful magic weapons were unable to harm the woman at all, let alone stop her pace.

It's as if there is a powerful demon hidden in that petite body!

Lao He's vision was blurred, and during the fierce fight, he felt a cold feeling in his heart.

He could guess without looking at him that he had been penetrated by an iron weapon, but it didn't matter. At least he could have some support before he died.

Lao He took out the knife with his backhand and used his last strength to cut his opponent's throat.

His exhausted body leaned against the crenel. Before dying, Lao He finally had time to wipe the blood and sweat from his face.

He saw clearly the national teacher of Wu State and the young emperor of Wu State.

It was the lord of the Wu Kingdom who personally conquered the country and killed the old general Fan Hu with his own hands.

What an emperor who is good at fighting...

Lao He lamented in his heart that this kind of person might be the great emperor who rules the world.

But Lao He was unwilling to give in.

Today's Jiyun is no longer the pedantic Jiyun, but is full of vitality. As long as there are ten more years, no! Even five years, Jiyun's combat power will at least more than double.

Under the city tower, some colleagues who had escaped from the border were shouting Lao He's name. That person was also one of the original mercenaries.

Lao He's vision became increasingly blurry. He held on to the crenel tightly and yelled hoarsely with all his strength: "Go...find the boss! Just say, Lao He, try your best..."

The last light in his eyes dissipated, and Lao He, a lame and stubborn frontier soldier, died in the battle on Dongshan City.

He did not leave the city until his death.

Not only because this is his hometown and his Douhua girl is buried here, but also because of those past persistence and commitments.

His employer saved him, so he has to guard this border and this country for his employer.

In three days of bloody battle, no less than half a million Jiyun's frontier troops were killed.

But they couldn't defend Dongshan City.

When the black dragon flag of the Wu Kingdom flew over the city, people knew that Ji Yun had lost his arm.

The hinterland is wide open and there is no danger to defend.

In order to recapture Dongshan City, the leader of the country, Yuntian, personally led the troops to fight. However, the army that marched to the city was unable to move forward in a heavy snowstorm.

Frozen for ten miles!

The national master of Wu State used mysterious magic to create a blizzard, and the bad weather blocked Jiyun's reinforcements.

When the wind stopped and the snow stopped, Dongshan City was already filled with black gun muzzles, and a strong force of practitioners guarded the city.

Dongshan City already belongs to Wu Kingdom.

Ten miles outside the city, the sky was full of bloodshot eyes, and the fat fists were clenched until they were bloodless.

He hates.

He hated that Wu State's army advanced too fast and captured Dongshan City with a blitzkrieg. As long as Wu State held on to the danger, Jiyun would be annihilated sooner or later.

Wang Fu'an looked at the border in the distance and said solemnly: "We can't wait. Your Majesty must make a decision as soon as possible. The longer it is delayed, the worse it will be for us. We still have a chance while it is not yet firm."

Yuntian nodded solemnly and shouted: "Order your troops! Attack the city!"

Yuntian is very aware of the current situation.

The Wu Kingdom is coming with a fierce momentum, and I'm afraid he won't give up until he devours Jiyun. The new emperor's intention is not to devour just one Jiyun, but he may want to conquer the entire Hezhou world.

Jiyun's vanguard army set foot on the frozen land, and the loud shouts of killing approached Dongshan City.

In order to retake the border pass, Jiyun's side launched a charge regardless of the cost. The crowd had just crossed half of the frozen road and suffered heavy losses before they even approached the border pass.

The talisman buried in the ice was ignited, and the ten-mile ice road turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Tens of thousands of vanguard troops were like moths flying toward the flame, never to return...

In the Star Observation Hall, the black Death Star is emitting a dark halo, like an inflated balloon, spinning rapidly on the huge instrument, like a bloodthirsty devil dancing happily.

Hong Yixian stood under the Yantian Yi with his hands behind his back, silently gazing at the Death Star, which represented destruction and misfortune.

After a long time, the old man sighed softly.

"Although the God of Grains has a beginning, the Mysterious Lady also has no end... The death star is shining, and all living beings are destined to be in ruins."

Hong Yixian is deducing the changes to the Death Star.

He wanted to know how wide the Death Star disaster would affect, but suddenly, another star on the Yantian instrument erupted with a dazzling purple light.

The purple magic star once again deviated from its trajectory.

This time, the Demon Star did not fall to the ground, but slowly floated towards the Death Star. The two equally extraordinary stars seemed to be about to collide and emit scorching flames.

"The devil came to the sky, and the immortals came to the mortal world...Why did the demon star become the enemy of the Death Star? What happened..."
Chapter completed!