Chapter 152: Battle of Broken Blade City

Broken Blade City, tens of thousands of miles away from Los Angeles, a miserable battle is going on in full swing.
Broken Blade City, the border between the Great Zhou Kingdom and the Xianglong Kingdom in the west, has a very important strategic position. As long as Broken Blade City fails, the western gate of the Great Zhou will be completely opened to the Xianglong Kingdom.
A month ago, Xianglong Kingdom suddenly dispatched 300,000 troops, and under the leadership of Marshal Deng Qingwen, launched a fierce attack on Broken Blade City.
However, Da Zhou deployed a total of 200,000 troops on the western border, and Broken Blade City alone concentrated 80,000 troops.
Therefore, even if the Xianglong Kingdom launched a sudden attack on Broken Blade City with nearly four times the force, Da Zhou's soldiers still carried the first wave of onslaught.
In the following month, the Xianglong Kingdom and the Great Zhou Kingdom started a frantic tug of war in Broken Blade City. Every day, nearly 10,000 people were killed on both sides, and Broken Blade City became a personal purgatory.
Due to the huge gap in military strength, Broken Blade City was almost breached in the subsequent confrontations. In the end, with the support of the Four Great Sects Mad Lion Sect, Broken Blade City barely lasted for a month.
Although the situation was urgent, the Zhou court was busy fighting internally and was unable to send troops to rescue. The other 120,000 troops in the west, under tremendous defensive pressure, barely allocated 20,000 reinforcements to support Broken Blade City. The situation is very dangerous.
Finally, today, the army of the Xianglong Kingdom that had attacked Broken Blade City for a month concentrated all its forces and launched the final general attack on Broken Blade City.
"Warriors of the Xianglong Kingdom! The Great Zhou Kingdom is at the end of the battle. Today is the critical moment to decide the victory or defeat of this battle. Charge into Broken Blade City, kill all their soldiers and all their women, and be the first to break into the battle. The warriors of Blade City, reward a thousand dollars, seal ten thousand households, and kill me!"
Deng Qingwen stood on the back of the second-order monster beast Ziqing Yaoniu, shouting wildly at the 150,000 siege army in front of him.
Deng Qingwen, who has four-star Wuhou strength, is full of invigoration, and his voice is enough to spread to every corner of the army.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The soldiers of the Xianglong Kingdom were passionate and responded with anger. The sky-shaking sound made the whole earth seem to tremble. With bloodthirsty enthusiasm on their faces, they wanted to rush into Broken Blade City immediately!
"The First Legion attacked the west gate of Broken Blade City from the left!"
"The Second Legion attacked the east gate of Broken Blade City from the right!"
"The Third Army followed this commander to attack the south gate of Broken Blade City from the front!"
"Fourth Legion Siege Crossbows are in battle!"
"The Fifth Legion is on standby, ready to support!"
Under the command of Deng Qingwen, the five legions, one hundred and fifty thousand troops, were running quickly and orderly.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The roar of the monster beast resounded through Broken Blade City, and countless soldiers riding on the monster beast quickly surrounded all sides of Broken Blade City.
The countless corpses on the ground looked like dust in the eyes of these soldiers. They were trampled into flesh by the huge monster beasts, and the whole land was stained with blood.
These soldiers have long been numb to these, because this is war, and when they die, they can only merge with the earth, and no one will remember you.
The glory of war will always belong only to the victor.
Seeing the soldiers of the Xianglong Kingdom who swarmed like locusts under the city, Mrs. Yan, the lord of Broken Blade City, looked calm and seemed not afraid.
Mrs. Yan is fifty years old this year. It has been twenty years since he was the lord of Broken Blade City at the age of 30. In his eyes, Broken Blade City is his home, and the mission of a soldier is to defend his family and the country.
Although Da Zhou is big, but there is no room to retreat, defend your home, there is no fear.
"Brother Yan, haven't the court's reinforcements arrived yet?" Uncle Yan stood beside a mad man, covered with blood, even one arm was bandaged.
Uncle Yan shook his head and said, "Brother Zhan, in fact, you can take your disciples of the Mad Lion Sect away now, there is no need to accompany us to death!"
For a month, Broken Blade City has been asking for help from the court, but it has not seen a single soldier from the court. Now Broken Blade City has less than 30,000 soldiers. How can it stand up to the attack of 150,000 troops? , Staying here is simply to die.
This rugged man is the Sovereign of the Mad Lion Sect, one of the big sects on the Big Thursday, and he is a madman.
When Zhange Kuang heard Uncle Yan's words, he laughed and said: "Brother Yan, you and I have been together for many years. You don't know who my Zhange Kuang is. It's a wishful thinking to ask me to leave my brother."
Mrs. Yan smiled freely and said: "Well, today, you and my brother, will be the army of the Xianglong Kingdom for a while!"
"Uncle Yan, come out and die!"
At this moment, Deng Qingwen was holding a spear, standing proudly in the air, and roaring at Broken Blade City.
"Deng Qingwen, I will meet you here!"
Before Mrs. Yan could speak, Zhan Ge Kuang shot out and rushed towards Deng Qingwen in the sky.
Uncle Yan is no more than a nine-star martial artist, how can he beat Deng Qingwen, a four-star Wuhou, so the war song mad actively chooses to fight Deng Qingwen.
Although Warsong Maniac is a five-star Wuhou, he is a little higher than Deng Qingwen, but he has been fighting for days, and his body is even more wounded. He is not in a heyday state. Therefore, he has joined with Deng Qingwen for dozens of consecutive battles, and it is difficult to distinguish. .
Watching the battle between Zhange Kuang above and Deng Qingwen, Mrs. Yan waved his long sword in his hand and roared angrily: "Brothers in Broken Blade City, although Da Zhou is big, we have nowhere to go. For the wives and children behind us, Swear to the death!"
"Swear to the death!"
"Swear to the death!"
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Countless soldiers of Broken Blade City yelled, and thousands of arrows shot towards the Xianglong Nation army that was rushing, and nearly a thousand people were shot and killed in an instant.
However, the soldiers of the Xianglong Nation still rushed towards Broken Blade City fearlessly and fearlessly. The fallen comrades ignored them and stepped directly on the corpses.
When the first soldier rushed to the city of Broken Blade, the offensive and defensive battle between the two sides detonated instantly!
"Kill! Kill the dog thieves of the Xianglong Kingdom!"
"Brothers, rush into Broken Blade City, victory belongs to us!"
Soldiers from both sides shouted and killed with deafening noise, and countless gunpowder smoke filled a hundred miles around the city of Broken Blade.
The rain-like sharp arrows covered the air above the army of the Xianglong Kingdom, but there were so many soldiers in the Xianglong Kingdom that someone finally erected the first ladder.
Ordinary soldiers with only warriors in their cultivation bases climbed up the ladder desperately until they were smashed down by the boulder above the city.
Immediately after that, the second soldier continued on the top without fear. In their eyes, Broken Blade City was already a treasure of gold and silver, rich and rich, and no soldier could resist the temptation of these things.
The siege vehicle drove slowly towards Broken Blade City, and countless boulders mixed with flames smashed on the wall of Broken Blade City, and the flame ignited the tower.
The powerhouses above the martial arts level of both sides flew into the sky and fought desperately in the sky, but there were too few masters in Broken Blade City, and Mrs. Yan fought three powerhouses above the eight-star martial arts level.
In the entire battlefield, people die every minute and every second, and there is not even time to mourn, and they must face new enemies again.
In this offensive and defensive battle, from morning to evening, the bodies of soldiers from both sides piled up like a mountain under Broken Blade City.