Chapter 171: Mu Qingge is not a waste (5)

Soon, Mu Qingge saw the body of the Mu's army messenger in Mo Yang's mouth. On the official road, there were seven or eight corpses in the clothes of Mu Jiajun's orders.
Before they died, they experienced fierce fighting.
Of course, there was no other body. It can be seen that the strength of the assassins is higher than them.
Who will start with Mu Jiajun's messenger?
Mu Qingge got off his horse, walked to the corpses and squatted down, searching carefully.
The embarrassment on the corpse made Mu Qingge know that the fighting situation in Yicheng was very bad, and the clean wounds also gave her some assessment of the enemy in her heart.
"Little Sir!" Mo Yang shouted suddenly.
Mu Qingge got up, turned around and saw Mo Yang walking quickly with something in his hand.
Naturally, Mu Qingge placed his sight on the thing in his hands.
It is made of cold iron, with a sharp end like an arrow, with the word Mu written on it. "Little Sir, this is the ling arrow of the old man. It seems that something has happened to Yicheng. Otherwise, the old prince would not give the Ling Jian representing his identity to the messenger to bring it out."
Mu Qingge took the Ling Jian from Mo Yang's hand, clasped it firmly in his palm, and turned on his horse: "Go."
Hundreds of Qingqi once again headed towards Yicheng. At the end of the team, consciously left a few people behind to bury the messengers of the Mu family army.
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Yicheng, under the winding wall, where it meets the Qinling Mountains, has been soaked in blood after several days of fighting.
Outside the city wall, five to six thousand soldiers with varying injuries, led by General Zhen and General Qiu, lined up neatly and became a human wall to stop the orcs from attacking.
A hundred meters away, countless orcs came slowly. The tens of thousands of remnants standing outside the city were just a delicious meal in their eyes.
General Zhen drew out the steel knife and held it up high. He laughed openly and said: "Brothers, fight with people. Even if you die, you can still have the whole body. Fight with this group of beasts, I am afraid that we will be hard to distinguish you and me after death. Forget it! These beasts dare to eat us, Our brothers will endure them to death, and wait until the Yin Cao Netherworld, and then fight them for three hundred rounds!"
"Roar--!"
The words of General Zhen boosted morale.
The morale gathered by the tens of thousands of remnants also shook the sky above Yicheng.
Mu Xiong stood on the wall, looking at all this, the pain in his heart was beyond words. He held on to the men of the city wall, and the hard stones had turned into powder. The dazzling blue light entangled in his palm.
The high morale of Mu's army seemed to anger the group of beasts.
They showed fierce eyes, bared their sharp teeth, roared, and rushed towards the tens of thousands of remnants.
Thousands of beasts impacted, and in the herd, red, orange, red, green, and blue lights were faintly flashing.
When he saw those lights, Mu Xiong's eyes were desperate.
He knew that his tens of thousands of soldiers would never come back.
"Brothers, rush--!" General Qiu and General Zhen held high, with steel knives, and led the crowd to rush to the group of beasts, starting a unique hand-to-hand battle with the group of beasts.
rushing together, the chaotic battle situation has greatly reduced the pressure on the city wall.
However, all the Mu's army standing on the city wall were all in grief. The beasts in their hearts kept roaring, and their blood-red eyes were full of hatred looking at the group of beasts that had torn their brothers to pieces and swallowed them into their abdomen.
The generals guarded Mu Xiong and witnessed all this with their own eyes.
They couldn't wait to jump down personally and fight the beasts.
Everyone had put their hands on the handles of the steel knives on their waists, and they also glowed with various lights.
"Old General, let's fight it!" A soldier collapsed and shouted at Mu Xiong.