Chapter 151 The Battle of Broken Blade City

In Broken Blade City, tens of thousands of miles away from Los Angeles, a tragic battle is going on in full swing.

Broken Blade City, the junction of Dazhou Kingdom and Xianglong Kingdom in the west, has a very important strategic position. As long as Broken Blade City is lost, the western gate of Dazhou will be completely opened to Xianglong Kingdom.

A month ago, the Xianglong Kingdom suddenly dispatched an army of 300,000 troops, led by Marshal Deng Qingwen, and 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 elite soldiers.

Therefore, even though Xianglong Kingdom launched a surprise 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. Nearly 10,000 people died every day on both sides, and Broken Blade City completely became a purgatory on earth.

Due to the huge disparity in military strength, Broken Blade City was almost destroyed in the subsequent confrontations. In the end, with the support of the four major sects, the Wild Lion Sect, Broken Blade City barely lasted for a month.

Although the situation was urgent, the Great Zhou court was so busy with internal fighting that it had no time to send troops to rescue. The other 120,000 troops in the west, under the huge defensive pressure, reluctantly sent 20,000 reinforcements to support Broken Blade City. The situation is very dire.

Finally, today, the Xianglong Kingdom army, which had attacked Broken Blade City for a month, concentrated all its forces and launched the final general attack on Broken Blade City.

"The warriors of the Xianglong Kingdom! The Great Zhou Kingdom is at the end of its streak, and today is the critical moment to decide the victory, rush into Broken Blade City, kill all their soldiers, rob all their women, and be the first to rush into Broken Blade City. The warriors of Blade City, reward thousands of gold, seal Wanhouhou, kill me!"

Deng Qingwen stood on the back of the second-order monster beast Ziqing Yaoniu, roaring wildly at the 150,000 siege army in front of him.

Deng Qingwen, who has the strength of the four-star Wuhou, is full of true energy, and his voice is enough to spread to all corners of the army.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The soldiers of the Xianglong Kingdom were excited and responded with anger. The thundering sound made the whole earth seem to start to tremble. With bloodthirsty frenzy on their faces, they could not wait to rush into Broken Blade City immediately!

"The first army attacked the west gate of Broken Blade City from the left flank!"

"The second army attacked the east gate of Broken Blade City from the right flank!"

"The 3rd Corps attacked the south gate of Broken Blade City with the commander from the front!"

"The Fourth Legion sieges the city with crossbow arrows!"

"The Fifth Legion is on standby, ready to support!"

Under the command of Deng Qingwen, the five legions and the 150,000-strong army ran quickly and orderly.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The roar of the monsters resounded through the Broken Blade City, and countless soldiers riding the monster beasts quickly surrounded the city in all directions.

Countless corpses of fellow robes on the ground were like dust in the eyes of these soldiers. They were trampled into flesh mud by the huge monsters, and the whole earth was stained with blood.

These soldiers have long been numb to these, because this is war, and when you die, you can only integrate with the earth, and no one will remember you.

The glory of war always belongs to the victor.

Looking at the soldiers of the Xianglong Kingdom rushing in like locusts from the city, Uncle Yan, the owner of Broken Blade City, looked calm and did not seem to be afraid at all.

Uncle Yan is fifty years old this year. It has been twenty years since he was the lord of Broken Blade City when he was thirty years old. In his eyes, Broken Blade City is his home, and the duty of a soldier is to protect his family and protect the country.

Although Da Zhou is big, he has no room to retreat, and he has nothing to fear in defending his home.

"Brother Yan, haven't the reinforcements from the imperial court arrived yet?" Taishu Yan was standing beside him, a rude man covered in blood, and even a bandage on one arm.

Uncle Yan shook his head and said, "Brother Zhan, in fact, you can take your disciples of the Crazy Lion Sect away now, there is no need to accompany us to death!"

For a month, Broken Blade City has been asking the imperial court for help, but they have not seen a single soldier or soldier from the imperial court. Now there are only less than 30,000 soldiers left in Broken Blade City. How can they be defended against the attack of a 150,000-strong army? , to stay here is to die.

This rough man is the Sect Master of the Mad Lion Sect, one of the great sects of the Great Thursday.

When War Song Kuang heard Taishu Yan's words, he laughed loudly and said, "Brother Yan, you and I have been together for many years. You don't know who I am, War Song Kuang. It's just wishful thinking for me to leave my brother behind."

Uncle Yan smiled casually and said, "Well, today, you and I, brothers, will meet the army of Xianglong Kingdom for a while!"

"Uncle Yan, come out and lead to death!"

At this moment, Deng Qingwen held a long spear, stood proudly in the air, and roared furiously at Broken Blade City.

"Deng Qingwen, this seat will meet you!"

Without waiting for Uncle Yan to speak, War Song Kuang's body burst out and rushed towards Deng Qingwen in the sky.

Uncle Yan is no more than a nine-star martial artist, so how can he defeat Deng Qingwen, a four-star martial marquis?

Although the War Singer is a five-star Marquis, he is a little higher than Deng Qingwen, but he has been fighting endlessly for days, and he is even more injured. .

Watching the battle between War Song Kuang and Deng Qingwen above, Taishu Yan waved his long sword and roared angrily: "Brothers in Broken Blade City, although Da Zhou is old, we have nowhere to go. For the sake of our wives, children and children behind us, I swear to death!"

"I swear to die!"

"I swear to die!"

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Countless Broken Blade City soldiers shouted, and thousands of arrows shot at the incoming Xianglong army, and nearly a thousand people were shot dead in an instant.

However, the soldiers of the Xianglong Kingdom still rushed towards Broken Blade City without fear of death. The fallen comrades ignored them and stepped directly over the corpses.

When the first soldier rushed under the broken blade city, the offensive and defensive battle between the two sides detonated instantly!

"Kill! Kill the dog thief of Guangxianglong Kingdom!"

"Brothers, rush into Broken Blade City, victory belongs to us!"

The screams of the soldiers on both sides were deafening, and countless gunpowder smoke filled the radius of Broken Blade City for hundreds of miles.

The arrows like rain covered the sky above the army of Xianglong Kingdom, but there were too many soldiers in Xianglong Kingdom, and finally someone set up the first ladder.

An ordinary soldier whose cultivation base was only a warrior, climbed desperately along the cloud ladder, only to be smashed by a boulder on the top of the city.

Immediately afterwards, the second soldier continued to climb up without fear. In their eyes, Broken Blade City was already a treasure of gold and silver, rich and splendid, and no soldier could resist the temptation of these things.

The siege vehicle slowly drove towards Broken Blade City, and countless boulders mixed with flames smashed on top of the city wall of Broken Blade City, and the flames ignited the tower.

The powerhouses above the martial master level on both sides rose into the air one after another, fighting to the death in the sky, but there were too few masters in Broken Blade City, and Taishu Yan alone fought against three powerhouses above the eight-star martial artist.

In the entire battlefield, people died every minute and every second, and there was not even time to mourn. It was necessary to face new enemies again.

This offensive and defensive battle was fought from morning to evening, and the bodies of soldiers from both sides piled up like mountains under Broken Blade City.

To explain, I am an amateur writer and I have to work during the day, so the update speed may not be too fast. I will update more when I am free and less when I am busy. The only thing that can be guaranteed is continuous update.