The sound of desolate horns spread throughout the mountains and fields, awakening the sleeping city.
As the main hall of the Witch God Sect, Jingshan City has a population of nearly 500,000, and the city is full of monks who follow the wizard system.
The defenders had only 25,000 troops, and for a magnificent city with a population of 500,000, the military strength was really weak.
But this is not because the Witch God Cult lacks military strength, but because it is not needed.
This is the main hall of the Witch God Sect, with sculptures of Witch God, first-class wizards, and numerous experts in the wizard system.There are even a large-scale warrior.
It is no exaggeration to say that the garrison power and overall strength of Jingshan City are no worse than that of Dafeng Capital City.
Twenty thousand defenders stationed in the city barracks flocked out, with 6,000 cavalry and 14,000 infantry, from the generals to the soldiers, were a little confused.
Who is so brave that he dares to attack Jingshan City?
Looking at historical books, there has been no war in Jingshan City since the birth and preaching of the Witch God Cult in ancient times.
Twenty thousand troops followed the opened road, bypassed the peak of Jingshan, and arrived at the beach in the dust.
……
Black lights flew up from the city, like dense meteors, passing through the peaks of Jingshan and landing on the coast.
The wizards, led by the city lord Nalan Yan, stared at the distance and saw twenty huge warships coming from the sea in the distance.
Nalan Yan is eight feet tall, his thick beard covers half of his face, his brown hair is naturally curled, and he is both witch and martial.
This city lord is a peak wizard at the fourth level and a peak wizard at the fourth level. He is only half a step away from crossing the threshold of the immortal mortal and becoming a third-grade master with a long life span.
Nalan Yan also has a certain identity. The Witch God Sect has three Linghui wizards (third grade), one great wizard (first grade). The three Linghuis are the national teachers of the three kingdoms of Jingkangyan and are not in the general hall on weekdays.
The great wizard is addicted to shepherds and lives a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.
The city lord of Jingshan City was originally a second-rank rain master, but in the Shanhaiguan Battle, the second-rank rain master was lured into the enemy by Wei Yuan and killed him in conjunction with Buddhist arhats.
Nalan Yan is the son of the second-grade rain master.
The rising sun rose, and the golden light on the sea surface rippled. Nalan Yan narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at the Qingyi on the bow of the boat, and suddenly showed a sneer.
In addition to wizards and defenders, there are also some people with uneven cultivation levels but absolutely no shortage of masters. After a moment, they arrived at the coast, but did not get close and waited and watched from afar.
These martial artists are scattered people in Jingshan City, and in the words of Dafeng, they are people from the martial arts world.
That was Dafeng's warship...
The bow of the boat is Wei Yuan, which is in line with the legend of Wei Yuan.
He is truly worthy of being the God of War. When I heard that the Dafeng army led by him encountered tenacious resistance in the Yan Kingdom, I was also sighing that Wei Yuan was just like this... Who would have thought he would break through directly from the sea?
But this is also seeking death, right?
Hey, Wei Yuan’s move is great, but my Witch God Sect has no flaws. Even if he is a military god, he can only be a tough trick. It’s a pity for these twenty warships.
People in the world talked about it with a relaxed expression, even with a smile, and their ease made sense.
The Witch God Cult is the headquarters of Jingshan City, adjacent to the Wangyang, and is surrounded by the three kingdoms of Yan, Jing and Kang. It has been around for thousands of years, whether it is the Central Plains, the North, or the Buddhist sect, the largest force in Jiuzhou today.
Did you come to the headquarters of the Witch God Cult once?
Not once.
Why?Can't others build boats and cross the sea?
Because two words: Rain Master!
……
On the cliff of Jingshan, the great wizard Saren Agu, wearing a robe and holding a lamb in his arms, overlooking the warship that was sailing.
The robe was inspired by the robe, and a stream of glass-colored energy swelled around him, extending towards his surroundings.
Gradually, he seemed to be integrated with the world, and Saren Agu blew a sigh of relief.
This tone was like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger, turning into a terrible storm.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the calm sea, a blue sky was covered with clouds, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down.
The waves surged layer by layer, pushing higher and higher. In the blink of an eye, the originally calm near sea was shrouded in the storm.
The twenty warships were huge in size, but in the face of natural forces, they seemed fragile and small, like small boats, rising and falling with the waves, sometimes even the entire ship was thrown up and then smashed heavily, splashing waves.
On the deck, artillery and crossbows tilted over, and some were thrown out and smashed heavily into the ocean.
The crew and sailors hugged everything they could hold close to them to avoid the fate of falling into the ocean or hitting and killing hard objects such as masts and cannons.
The soldiers in the cabin were even more miserable, sometimes rolling to the left, sometimes going to the right, sometimes being thrown high and smashed heavily.
Because of the dense crowd, hundreds of soldiers died in such large-scale chaos.
And all this is not worth mentioning at all for the fate they are about to encounter.
Their destiny is: to be swallowed by the waves at any time.
The second-grade wizard, known as the Rain Master, had a changeable climate in ancient times.During drought, human tribes in the northeast would offer sacrifices to the Witch God Cult and pray for their help.
The wizards collected the sacrifices and arranged rituals to pray for rain to the sky.
The wizard who presides on the ritual is usually a second-grade wizard, or in other words, only the second-grade wizard is qualified to preside over the ritual, so the second-grade wizard has the title of Rain Master.
In fact, praying for rain is just one of the means for the second-grade wizard to realize it.
The second grade of the wizard system has the true core ability to borrow some of the power of heaven and earth through one's own sympathy with heaven and earth.
Therefore, if there are wizards above the second grade in charge, any enemy who attempts to cross the sea will seek death.
The wizards and defenders watched this scene with great ease, watching the Dafeng warship as floating duckweed in the rain, in danger.
And those warriors laughed unscrupulously.
Is this here to fight?No, this is here to die.
Is Wei Yuan just like this? Everyone says he is so powerful. I saw him today, that’s it?
Hey, it’s good to cross the sea to the headquarters.
The warships were full of arms, crossbows, artillery, well-made armor and swords. After the Dafeng fleet was destroyed, we went to sea to salvage and make a fortune.
At this time, a turbulent sea surface rushed into a tide that covered the sky and the sun. The tide like the snow-capped ridge of Yucheng rushed into the sky and the earth, and the sound was like thunder, pushing towards the Dafeng fleet layer by layer.
After a long period of accumulation of power, he finally launched a killer move.
No fleet in the world can preserve itself in a tsunami like the Great Wall, even if the warships are engraved with formations.
How can a mere formation compete with the power of nature?
Ároar...
There were loud roars echoing between heaven and earth, one after another.
In everyone's sight, the tide that should have destroyed Gula seemed to have solidified, and there was a pause for a few seconds. Then, it collapsed and collapsed with a bang, as if it had lost its power to support itself.
Although the tsunami that was taller than the city wall and longer than the longest time was not hit, the force it formed still caused twenty warships to almost overturn.
On the coast, the masters, army, and wizards of the powers of the Witch God Cult, their faces changed slightly and they saw thick and scale-covered bodies on the surging sea from time to time.
The northern demon clan, Jiao tribe!
Descendants of gods and demons, dragons.
The dragon goes ashore to make a walk, and it is also called a shark when entering the water.
They are born water dominators, able to control water spirits, which can not only cause wind and waves, but also calm storms.
Looking around, the dragons riding the wind and waves, and the echoing roars were filled with hundreds of dragons, almost all of which were full of them.
The turbulent sea surface suddenly became much more gentle, but it was not completely calm.
The crackling rain turned into a regular light rain.
Two forces that manipulate water spirits fight to achieve a delicate balance.
Jiaolong is the northern demon clan.
No wonder that Wei Yuan dared to cross the sea because he relied on the help of the dragon.
Nalan Yan's face was slightly dark and he said lightly: No surprise, if he was not sure, he wouldn't come.Let the army retreat, and immediately block the Fengtian army as soon as it lands.
As soon as the order was issued, a muffled sound came from the sea. A few seconds later, a deep pit was blown out of the beach not far from everyone, and shrapnel and shock waves swept around.
More and more shells were hit, attacking the defenders and wizards on the shore.
Retreat, retreat immediately.
A general roared loudly, waved his flag, and ordered his soldiers to retreat.
As soon as he finished shouting, a shell happened to land beside him. With a bang, the flames swelled and the general was blown away.
He was not dead yet, but his bronze and iron bones broke his skills on the spot and were seriously injured.
This is why Nalan Yan asked his army to evacuate. The Dafeng warship was equipped with artillery and crossbows, which were powerful, long range and large in number. The end of defending the coast was that they were killed by others.
I thought that the great wizard's spell could wipe out the entire warship group, and the participation of the Jiaolong tribe made the Witch God Cult lose this advantage.
The best response at the moment is to withdraw troops and then use the mountain roads and forests that usually guard Jingshan City.
This task can only be filled with the lives of the defenders. The battlefield is the home field of the wizards. Unfortunately, this is not the battlefield, but the base camp of the wizards.
The most terrifying corpse soldiers tactics are gone directly.
The key is that even with the fierce war, a large number of corpse soldiers could be attracted, these corpse soldiers were probably from Jingshan City...
This is the worst strategy.
As for the best strategy, in Nalan Yan's opinion, it is actually simple. As long as the great wizard takes action and kills the Zhi Qingyi on the spot, the Dafeng army will have no leader and its combat power will be reduced by half.
Wei Yuan is an ordinary man who has just abandoned his cultivation.
Boom boom boom boom!
The shells hit the coast, and the crossbow arrows sneaked into the ground, causing huge damage to the Witch God Cult's army, and the scene fell into chaos.
The Dafeng warship is as powerful as a rock and is approaching the coast.
At the bow of the boat, the blue-colored robe stood proudly, but his eyes were not the people on the coast, but the figure of the robe on the top of Jingshan Mountain.
One person is on the cliff, the sun is bright and the wind is bright.
One person was in the vast ocean, covered with clouds and turbulent waves.
The world seems to be divided into two distinct halves.
Two pairs of gentle eyes looked at each other from the air.
At this moment, a black light flew southwest, stopped above the Witch God Sect, waved its sleeves and knocked dozens of shells away.
Elder Irb...
The wizards breathed a sigh of relief. Their curse, corpse control and other methods could not be used against the Dafeng army from the air, and the wizards who were not good at defense could not even block the attack of artillery fire.
The fifth-grade sacrifice and the fourth-grade dream witch can summon the heroic soul of the martial artist and turn himself into an unparalleled warrior.But this does not make sense, because there must be more high-quality warriors on the Dafeng warship.
People are the real warriors.
It’s not that the wizard is not strong enough, but on the contrary, the wizard’s methods are invincible and they are invincible on the battlefield. However, the current situation makes the wizard seem to have lost most of its specialties in an instant.
During the Shanhaiguan Battle, many of the battles were inexplicably lost, and many people still don’t understand why they lost.
But now, the emergence of a third-grade wizard is enough to make up for all shortcomings. There is an insurmountable gap between the third-grade and the fourth-grade.
Yilbu stood in the void and looked at the big green on the flagship. He frowned, took out three copper coins, and diged himself a divination. The hexagram showed: auspicious!
He immediately felt relieved and ordered loudly: Retreat, scatter the official roads and forests, with one team of hundreds of people, and each team is equipped with a wizard.
After giving the order, Irbu put away the copper coins, and pinched out a set of hand tricks with both hands at a very fast pace, summoning an inreal phantom into the void, which solidified on top of his head.
Yilbu's blood and energy surged, his muscles clenched his robe, turning into a giant several feet tall.
The giant drove the black light and shot towards the flagship and Wei Yuan.
On the deck, the soldiers turned their guns and crossbows one after another, trying to stop Ilbu.
The artillery and crossbow arrows collided with him to pieces. In front of a third-grade warrior, the shells and crossbow arrows could not hurt him at all.
At this moment, the expectation and joy of the Witch God Cult is in sharp contrast with the concerns and anger of the Dafeng military.
The third-grade martial artist's momentum is like a tide and a storm, and the green robe blowing is vigorously inspired. All the pressure seems to be gathered on Wei Yuan alone.
The man with gray temples and his eyes were filled with vicissitudes, finally raised his hand gently.
It grabbed the giant's neck.
The five fingers suddenly exerted force, and with a bang, the inreal enough phantom above the giant Ilbu's head exploded.
Courage is commendable!
Wei Yuan smiled gently.
……
As the main hall of the Witch God Sect, Jingshan City has a population of nearly 500,000, and the city is full of monks who follow the wizard system.
The defenders had only 25,000 troops, and for a magnificent city with a population of 500,000, the military strength was really weak.
But this is not because the Witch God Cult lacks military strength, but because it is not needed.
This is the main hall of the Witch God Sect, with sculptures of Witch God, first-class wizards, and numerous experts in the wizard system.There are even a large-scale warrior.
It is no exaggeration to say that the garrison power and overall strength of Jingshan City are no worse than that of Dafeng Capital City.
Twenty thousand defenders stationed in the city barracks flocked out, with 6,000 cavalry and 14,000 infantry, from the generals to the soldiers, were a little confused.
Who is so brave that he dares to attack Jingshan City?
Looking at historical books, there has been no war in Jingshan City since the birth and preaching of the Witch God Cult in ancient times.
Twenty thousand troops followed the opened road, bypassed the peak of Jingshan, and arrived at the beach in the dust.
……
Black lights flew up from the city, like dense meteors, passing through the peaks of Jingshan and landing on the coast.
The wizards, led by the city lord Nalan Yan, stared at the distance and saw twenty huge warships coming from the sea in the distance.
Nalan Yan is eight feet tall, his thick beard covers half of his face, his brown hair is naturally curled, and he is both witch and martial.
This city lord is a peak wizard at the fourth level and a peak wizard at the fourth level. He is only half a step away from crossing the threshold of the immortal mortal and becoming a third-grade master with a long life span.
Nalan Yan also has a certain identity. The Witch God Sect has three Linghui wizards (third grade), one great wizard (first grade). The three Linghuis are the national teachers of the three kingdoms of Jingkangyan and are not in the general hall on weekdays.
The great wizard is addicted to shepherds and lives a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.
The city lord of Jingshan City was originally a second-rank rain master, but in the Shanhaiguan Battle, the second-rank rain master was lured into the enemy by Wei Yuan and killed him in conjunction with Buddhist arhats.
Nalan Yan is the son of the second-grade rain master.
The rising sun rose, and the golden light on the sea surface rippled. Nalan Yan narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at the Qingyi on the bow of the boat, and suddenly showed a sneer.
In addition to wizards and defenders, there are also some people with uneven cultivation levels but absolutely no shortage of masters. After a moment, they arrived at the coast, but did not get close and waited and watched from afar.
These martial artists are scattered people in Jingshan City, and in the words of Dafeng, they are people from the martial arts world.
That was Dafeng's warship...
The bow of the boat is Wei Yuan, which is in line with the legend of Wei Yuan.
He is truly worthy of being the God of War. When I heard that the Dafeng army led by him encountered tenacious resistance in the Yan Kingdom, I was also sighing that Wei Yuan was just like this... Who would have thought he would break through directly from the sea?
But this is also seeking death, right?
Hey, Wei Yuan’s move is great, but my Witch God Sect has no flaws. Even if he is a military god, he can only be a tough trick. It’s a pity for these twenty warships.
People in the world talked about it with a relaxed expression, even with a smile, and their ease made sense.
The Witch God Cult is the headquarters of Jingshan City, adjacent to the Wangyang, and is surrounded by the three kingdoms of Yan, Jing and Kang. It has been around for thousands of years, whether it is the Central Plains, the North, or the Buddhist sect, the largest force in Jiuzhou today.
Did you come to the headquarters of the Witch God Cult once?
Not once.
Why?Can't others build boats and cross the sea?
Because two words: Rain Master!
……
On the cliff of Jingshan, the great wizard Saren Agu, wearing a robe and holding a lamb in his arms, overlooking the warship that was sailing.
The robe was inspired by the robe, and a stream of glass-colored energy swelled around him, extending towards his surroundings.
Gradually, he seemed to be integrated with the world, and Saren Agu blew a sigh of relief.
This tone was like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger, turning into a terrible storm.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the calm sea, a blue sky was covered with clouds, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down.
The waves surged layer by layer, pushing higher and higher. In the blink of an eye, the originally calm near sea was shrouded in the storm.
The twenty warships were huge in size, but in the face of natural forces, they seemed fragile and small, like small boats, rising and falling with the waves, sometimes even the entire ship was thrown up and then smashed heavily, splashing waves.
On the deck, artillery and crossbows tilted over, and some were thrown out and smashed heavily into the ocean.
The crew and sailors hugged everything they could hold close to them to avoid the fate of falling into the ocean or hitting and killing hard objects such as masts and cannons.
The soldiers in the cabin were even more miserable, sometimes rolling to the left, sometimes going to the right, sometimes being thrown high and smashed heavily.
Because of the dense crowd, hundreds of soldiers died in such large-scale chaos.
And all this is not worth mentioning at all for the fate they are about to encounter.
Their destiny is: to be swallowed by the waves at any time.
The second-grade wizard, known as the Rain Master, had a changeable climate in ancient times.During drought, human tribes in the northeast would offer sacrifices to the Witch God Cult and pray for their help.
The wizards collected the sacrifices and arranged rituals to pray for rain to the sky.
The wizard who presides on the ritual is usually a second-grade wizard, or in other words, only the second-grade wizard is qualified to preside over the ritual, so the second-grade wizard has the title of Rain Master.
In fact, praying for rain is just one of the means for the second-grade wizard to realize it.
The second grade of the wizard system has the true core ability to borrow some of the power of heaven and earth through one's own sympathy with heaven and earth.
Therefore, if there are wizards above the second grade in charge, any enemy who attempts to cross the sea will seek death.
The wizards and defenders watched this scene with great ease, watching the Dafeng warship as floating duckweed in the rain, in danger.
And those warriors laughed unscrupulously.
Is this here to fight?No, this is here to die.
Is Wei Yuan just like this? Everyone says he is so powerful. I saw him today, that’s it?
Hey, it’s good to cross the sea to the headquarters.
The warships were full of arms, crossbows, artillery, well-made armor and swords. After the Dafeng fleet was destroyed, we went to sea to salvage and make a fortune.
At this time, a turbulent sea surface rushed into a tide that covered the sky and the sun. The tide like the snow-capped ridge of Yucheng rushed into the sky and the earth, and the sound was like thunder, pushing towards the Dafeng fleet layer by layer.
After a long period of accumulation of power, he finally launched a killer move.
No fleet in the world can preserve itself in a tsunami like the Great Wall, even if the warships are engraved with formations.
How can a mere formation compete with the power of nature?
Ároar...
There were loud roars echoing between heaven and earth, one after another.
In everyone's sight, the tide that should have destroyed Gula seemed to have solidified, and there was a pause for a few seconds. Then, it collapsed and collapsed with a bang, as if it had lost its power to support itself.
Although the tsunami that was taller than the city wall and longer than the longest time was not hit, the force it formed still caused twenty warships to almost overturn.
On the coast, the masters, army, and wizards of the powers of the Witch God Cult, their faces changed slightly and they saw thick and scale-covered bodies on the surging sea from time to time.
The northern demon clan, Jiao tribe!
Descendants of gods and demons, dragons.
The dragon goes ashore to make a walk, and it is also called a shark when entering the water.
They are born water dominators, able to control water spirits, which can not only cause wind and waves, but also calm storms.
Looking around, the dragons riding the wind and waves, and the echoing roars were filled with hundreds of dragons, almost all of which were full of them.
The turbulent sea surface suddenly became much more gentle, but it was not completely calm.
The crackling rain turned into a regular light rain.
Two forces that manipulate water spirits fight to achieve a delicate balance.
Jiaolong is the northern demon clan.
No wonder that Wei Yuan dared to cross the sea because he relied on the help of the dragon.
Nalan Yan's face was slightly dark and he said lightly: No surprise, if he was not sure, he wouldn't come.Let the army retreat, and immediately block the Fengtian army as soon as it lands.
As soon as the order was issued, a muffled sound came from the sea. A few seconds later, a deep pit was blown out of the beach not far from everyone, and shrapnel and shock waves swept around.
More and more shells were hit, attacking the defenders and wizards on the shore.
Retreat, retreat immediately.
A general roared loudly, waved his flag, and ordered his soldiers to retreat.
As soon as he finished shouting, a shell happened to land beside him. With a bang, the flames swelled and the general was blown away.
He was not dead yet, but his bronze and iron bones broke his skills on the spot and were seriously injured.
This is why Nalan Yan asked his army to evacuate. The Dafeng warship was equipped with artillery and crossbows, which were powerful, long range and large in number. The end of defending the coast was that they were killed by others.
I thought that the great wizard's spell could wipe out the entire warship group, and the participation of the Jiaolong tribe made the Witch God Cult lose this advantage.
The best response at the moment is to withdraw troops and then use the mountain roads and forests that usually guard Jingshan City.
This task can only be filled with the lives of the defenders. The battlefield is the home field of the wizards. Unfortunately, this is not the battlefield, but the base camp of the wizards.
The most terrifying corpse soldiers tactics are gone directly.
The key is that even with the fierce war, a large number of corpse soldiers could be attracted, these corpse soldiers were probably from Jingshan City...
This is the worst strategy.
As for the best strategy, in Nalan Yan's opinion, it is actually simple. As long as the great wizard takes action and kills the Zhi Qingyi on the spot, the Dafeng army will have no leader and its combat power will be reduced by half.
Wei Yuan is an ordinary man who has just abandoned his cultivation.
Boom boom boom boom!
The shells hit the coast, and the crossbow arrows sneaked into the ground, causing huge damage to the Witch God Cult's army, and the scene fell into chaos.
The Dafeng warship is as powerful as a rock and is approaching the coast.
At the bow of the boat, the blue-colored robe stood proudly, but his eyes were not the people on the coast, but the figure of the robe on the top of Jingshan Mountain.
One person is on the cliff, the sun is bright and the wind is bright.
One person was in the vast ocean, covered with clouds and turbulent waves.
The world seems to be divided into two distinct halves.
Two pairs of gentle eyes looked at each other from the air.
At this moment, a black light flew southwest, stopped above the Witch God Sect, waved its sleeves and knocked dozens of shells away.
Elder Irb...
The wizards breathed a sigh of relief. Their curse, corpse control and other methods could not be used against the Dafeng army from the air, and the wizards who were not good at defense could not even block the attack of artillery fire.
The fifth-grade sacrifice and the fourth-grade dream witch can summon the heroic soul of the martial artist and turn himself into an unparalleled warrior.But this does not make sense, because there must be more high-quality warriors on the Dafeng warship.
People are the real warriors.
It’s not that the wizard is not strong enough, but on the contrary, the wizard’s methods are invincible and they are invincible on the battlefield. However, the current situation makes the wizard seem to have lost most of its specialties in an instant.
During the Shanhaiguan Battle, many of the battles were inexplicably lost, and many people still don’t understand why they lost.
But now, the emergence of a third-grade wizard is enough to make up for all shortcomings. There is an insurmountable gap between the third-grade and the fourth-grade.
Yilbu stood in the void and looked at the big green on the flagship. He frowned, took out three copper coins, and diged himself a divination. The hexagram showed: auspicious!
He immediately felt relieved and ordered loudly: Retreat, scatter the official roads and forests, with one team of hundreds of people, and each team is equipped with a wizard.
After giving the order, Irbu put away the copper coins, and pinched out a set of hand tricks with both hands at a very fast pace, summoning an inreal phantom into the void, which solidified on top of his head.
Yilbu's blood and energy surged, his muscles clenched his robe, turning into a giant several feet tall.
The giant drove the black light and shot towards the flagship and Wei Yuan.
On the deck, the soldiers turned their guns and crossbows one after another, trying to stop Ilbu.
The artillery and crossbow arrows collided with him to pieces. In front of a third-grade warrior, the shells and crossbow arrows could not hurt him at all.
At this moment, the expectation and joy of the Witch God Cult is in sharp contrast with the concerns and anger of the Dafeng military.
The third-grade martial artist's momentum is like a tide and a storm, and the green robe blowing is vigorously inspired. All the pressure seems to be gathered on Wei Yuan alone.
The man with gray temples and his eyes were filled with vicissitudes, finally raised his hand gently.
It grabbed the giant's neck.
The five fingers suddenly exerted force, and with a bang, the inreal enough phantom above the giant Ilbu's head exploded.
Courage is commendable!
Wei Yuan smiled gently.
……
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