Chapter 1701: Fight to the Death without Retreat

As long as he thinks that his future and destiny will be reversed 180 degrees, Wu Mosa's heart will burn like a monstrous anger.

The elders of the chief clan were ambushed in their own territory and were in danger. The transfer order they originally wanted may have no hope.

Now, the Wumolian only hoped that if they could quickly capture Heishui City and rush to the mouth of the Heishui River, they might be able to save their own lives.

If you're lucky, coupled with the millions of years of accumulation you have hidden in the underground palace of the military palace, you may be able to keep your current position.

But now, the west gate of Heishui City is like a fortress, and after repeated attacks, it is still as majestic as a mountain and cannot be surpassed at all.

Therefore, Wu Mosa no longer considered the loss of the Wu warriors, even if it was a pile of corpses, a road had to be paved.

Three centurions were thrown into the battlefield at once, and the dense crowd could not be used at all in front of the not-so-wide city gate.

Especially on the upper floor of the gate, the attacking spirit patterns of those remnants of the human race, as if they didn't need money, smashed towards them crazily, almost completely covering the area within one mile in front of the city gate.

Originally, a few jade talismans with spiritual patterns could kill one or two warriors of the Wu clan, but now, because of the dense charging line, the jade talismans with spiritual patterns smashed out by Leng Feng and the others had an astonishing killing effect.

Almost every jade talisman with spiritual patterns can kill and injure at least three Wu clan warriors.

Seeing the flood of witch warriors rushing towards the city gate frantically against the exploding spirit patterns above their heads, Leng Feng's expression suddenly became serious.

In my own hands, after all, there are only 200 soldiers of the Nine Emperors Army, but now, the Wu Clan has invested nearly 1,000 soldiers, continuously attacking the west gate of Heishui City.

With a five-fold difference in troop strength, plus this time, the Witch Clan is fighting desperately. Leng Feng vaguely felt that maybe this Blackwater City was about to lose its hold.

"Don't stop, everyone is attacking! Don't let them approach, use the long-range advantage, kill these witches for me!"

The saber in Leng Feng's hand kept slashing, one after another, he slashed at the Wuman who rushed past the spirit rune bombing area and approached the city, and roared loudly at the same time.

However, Wuman's determination to charge this time far exceeded his expectations!

In particular, Wuman was uncharacteristically placing the elite Wuman fighters on the front line of the charge. The speed of these elite Wuman fighters,

It was more than twice as fast as ordinary Wuman warriors.

Moreover, when they got close to the city wall, relying on their strong own strength, they could even wield spirit soldiers to resist the attacks from the city tower.

After half a day of fighting, there are less than seventy soldiers of the Nine Emperors Army who are still alive under Leng Feng's command.

Moreover, the high-intensity spirit pattern attack made them consume a lot. Now, the number of spirit pattern jade charms in the hands of every soldier of the Nine Emperor Army is running out.

As more and more elite Wuman rushed under the city wall, the entire battlefield was compressed to within a thousand steps in front of the city wall.

After ten breaths, the first batch of ten elite Wuman climbed up the city wall with the attack support of their companions.

Seeing this scene, the experienced Leng Feng knew that Heishui City really couldn't hold it.

"withdraw!?"

A consciousness flashed across Leng Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Heishuicheng is still in his hands now, and the east gate behind him is still unimpeded. It is a road of life. Now, they have every chance to withdraw.

After leaving the east gate, surrounded by endless mountains, the chances of surviving are very high.

However, this consciousness only flashed in Leng Feng's mind for a moment, and he was directly shaken out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Can't withdraw!"

If we retreat now, maybe dozens of them can survive, but...

What should my lord do! ?

The last strength of the Nine Emperor Army, four hundred brothers, what to do! ?

From the moment they were woken up in the Human Palace by the lord unblocking them, the lord led them along the way, fighting repeatedly, whether it was Leng Feng or the five hundred soldiers of the Nine Emperors Army, they all saw it. ...

In the Lord, there is the hope of restoring the Kingdom of God!

"Dog, the Japanese shamans have saved their lives, I will fight with you!"

Leng Feng's eyes were blood red, and he stood up suddenly from the gate tower, with the spirit pattern in his left hand and the saber in his right hand, he frantically rushed towards the ten elite witches who climbed up the tower.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Kill!"

Seventy soldiers of the Nine Emperor Army followed behind Leng Feng, roaring like a group of wild beasts, and rushed forward in unison.

Soldiers are the courage of generals and the soul of soldiers!

I don't know when it started. The soldiers of the Nine Emperors Army are no longer weak people who have no power to fight back. Now they dare to hold their swords high and charge forward even in the face of elite Wuman who are several times stronger than them!

All of this is because... my lord!

Bang bang bang!

The two waves of people collided fiercely. Under the collision, all kinds of waves of air and blood shot up into the sky!

.........

Blackwater River, the mouth of the sea...

Similar to the situation of the 70 soldiers of the Nine Emperors Army led by Leng Feng in Heishui City, the Wuman guards on the golden building boat also ushered in the most dangerous time.

Because, Chu Yan led Sun Yuan and other 15 strongest fighters, and at the cost of the loss of three of them, they entered the extremely stable spiritual crack.

The spirit array of the golden building boat was extremely powerful, far exceeding Fatty Situ's expectations. It took nearly half an hour, and the fat man, who was sweating profusely, was still in the process of deciphering it.

Such a change may put Chu Yan's plan directly into a deadlock.

Situ Yang watched Chu Yan take the risk of being damaged and passed through the unstable crack in the spiritual formation, and his whole body was about to go crazy.

As the ancient spirit pattern master, the successor of the Kuangxue Wudi, and the self-proclaimed number one celestial master in the world, Situ Yang completely exploded. He took out all kinds of spirit patterns at the bottom of the box, and dealt with the golden boat spirit array in front of him, cracking it. The speed increased suddenly.

However, at this time, Chu Yan didn't care about these anymore, because he had already brought eleven dead men into the spiritual formation.

The crack in the spirit array is only a hundred steps away from the golden building boat...

But when Chu Yan and the others just appeared in the spirit array and rushed towards the third deck of the golden building ship, they were almost completely covered by the attack torrent of Wuman's personal guards at this hundred paces away.

Hundreds of powerful attacks almost pierced through hundreds of holes in the void that was a hundred steps away, and collapsed in an instant.

This small group of human warriors must be stopped from approaching the golden boat!

All Wuman's personal guards understood this truth, so every elite Wuman's attack did not hold back at all.

However, this is of no use at all!

Facing the hundreds of attacks that enveloped him like a torrent, Chu Yan's charge did not stop.

Pushing the body speed to the extreme, the sword energy lingered all over the body, and the long afterimage drawn by Chu Yan suddenly changed its direction, turned a ninety-degree angle, and turned to the first floor of the golden building.

In just a few breaths, Chu Yan broke through the blockade of the attacking torrent, and his whole body rushed into the first floor of the golden building.

In this way, the elite witches standing on the second and third decks of the golden building ship could no longer attack Chu Yan.

"Quick! Go down to the first floor and kill him!"

Tito's roar sounded, and the elite witches of the brigade rushed to the stairs from the second floor to the first floor...