"Sir, do we need to do anything?"

In the convoy, a practitioner rode his horse to the carriage of the official wearing a crimson official robe and asked softly.

"unnecessary."

The official thought about it seriously and shook his head.

After several breaths, he looked up in the carriage and asked with a heavy heart: "You have been to the Northern Wei Dynasty before, the Northern Wei Demon Sect...what kind of person is he?"

The practitioner knows why the official asked this question.

Even practitioners who have never fought on the battlefield may not be able to help but think about such problems when they see such a battle today.

A practitioner in the realm of divine thoughts abolished one of the arms of a practitioner in the Southern Dynasty who entered the realm of holy. This incident itself is as incredible as an eagle in the sky being torn off a wing by a rabbit on the grassland.

But the most important thing is why even such powerful practitioners are willing to die for the Demon Sect.

"In some places in the Northern Wei Dynasty where even vultures could not survive, many tribes respected him like gods."

Listening to this answer after careful consideration, the official in the car took a deep breath and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Those tribes that lived in the desert areas of the Northern Wei for generations, whether they were fighting for ore, making a living by plundering and hunting, lived a life of extremely difficult life. Those tribes could even kill people for a piece of meat or die for a piece of meat.

Over the past hundreds or even thousands of years, these tribes need the support of faith to face extreme hardships and spiritual strength to escape physical pain.

Those who can make these people worship as gods are not just as simple as having power.

.........

A goshawk is flying in the sky.

It flew north towards the colder and colder wind.

There are more and more fireworks in the distance, some are wolf smoke released by the army's message, and some are thick smoke generated when cities and villages are burned.

The goshawk rose through a burning village to the already faint smoke that had become very light at the sky, and then quickly fell towards a moving convoy.

A blue-shirted practitioner in the convoy stretched out his arms to let the goshawk fall and took off the bullet from its feet.

Just opened it and took a look, the face of the blue-shirted practitioner turned pale as snow.

"Who would have thought that even a sub-sage sage would not succeed?"

When the seal was delivered to Chen Jinru, Chen Jinru was stunned, and there were a few wrinkles in the corners of his eyes that were difficult to detect with his naked eyes. He left the carriage, looked at an abandoned military camp at the end of his sight, and sighed deeply.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the map that had been hovering in front of him clearly flashed in his mind.

The higher you climb, the heavier you will fall.

In the world of the strong, there is no way to make any mistakes.

Of course, he could not underestimate the enemy and could not underestimate the Demon Sect. However, the power of the Demon Sect is still stronger than he thought.

For people like him, failure means death.

In this map, it is meaningless to him to reduce casualties by more Southern Dynasties troops.

What he needs to find is a path that can kill many people in Jiankang City to the greatest extent.

It is very difficult to solve many small problems, but it is very simple to find out some of the crux of the problem.

After only a few breaths, he opened his eyes and turned back to his carriage.

"Send me your last journey to Taoist City."

He said to the driver of his carriage, and then said to many blue-shirted practitioners standing beside the carriage, "Next, you don't have to accompany me, you leave yourself, or act according to the orders at home."

All of these people would not question any of his orders before, but listening to his orders, these practitioners in blue shirts were silent for a long time, and then one of them whispered: "Life and death are destined, and wealth is in heaven. Since you say that you follow the Lord, how can you break your promise?"

Chen Jinru lowered his head and said, "It's meaningless."

The cultivator in blue shirt said in a deep voice: "Dieting on the battlefield is more meaningful than dying from power."

Chen Jinru said: "Is it the same?"

"Everything is done is just to win this battle in the Southern Dynasties. Since that's the case, it doesn't matter where you die in battle." The cultivator in the blue shirt smiled faintly.

......

The night gradually descends.

A big city with very strong walls lit many torches on the wall.

This city is called Gucheng.

When the lights in this big city gradually rose and many places on the walls were illuminated, and the soldiers, archers and practitioners of the Southern Dynasties were all caught in the darkness behind the light, many campfires were also lit on the wilderness southeast of the city.

Campfires illuminated tens of thousands of black camp tents.

After these black camp tents, near a riverside, more bonfires are lit.

A general of the Northern Wei Dynasty stood on a pile of soil. In the dark, he looked at the city of the Southern Dynasty like a lone wolf standing on a high slope looking down at his territory.

There were some wild wolf-like runes on his chest and behind him. He had obviously worn this black armor for a long time, but there were more new slash marks and arrow marks.

He was Xing Lian, a famous general of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

In the past half month, his army had broken through eleven cities in the Southern Dynasty, which seemed unstoppable. The dense bonfires in the camp behind him showed that his soldiers should be dozens of times the Southern Dynasty defenders in the city. In the siege of the city two days ago, the troops he ruled even attacked the city walls to the east.

However, he knew the real situation better than the Southern Dynasties generals in Gucheng ahead.

His army's physical strength and willpower are close to its limit and are at the end of his strength.

Military rations and some consumed military weapons were no longer enough. The dense bonfire was just a few times more expensive than the soldiers he ordered. In fact, the number of troops he controlled was only three times that of the troops in the city.

If they cannot break through this city within two days, their military rations will be exhausted, and even if they retreat, they may be fatally pursued by the Southern Dynasties army.

The most important thing is that according to the latest military situation, reinforcements from the Southern Dynasties have arrived recently.

It is more profound. If we cannot break through here within two days, the Sucheng behind Gucheng should be deployed, and it is even more difficult for them to seize several important reserves of the Southern Dynasty in one go.

Of course, he didn't think it was inevitable to lose.

Because according to the military information conveyed by oneself, reinforcements will arrive tonight.

But what made him uneasy and puzzled was that he had only received a few hundred horses along the way, and he had been changing horses and galloping over for more than ten days.

But even if there are powerful practitioners among these hundred cavalry, they can play a decisive role in the siege battle that must be won within two or three days?

In Gucheng in front of him, not only were there a large number of crossbow arrows, but also six swords in the brave army of Lan Huaigong, a general of the Southern Dynasty.

Those were also powerful practitioners, and in the past battles, only two of those practitioners took action on the city wall in the east, and the remaining true energy in their bodies was not used at all.

It's getting late.

The sound of horse hooves is approaching.

Xing Lian and some practitioners in the military camp took advantage of the fire, and when they saw clearly the first rider, they were all in great shock and joy.

"Prince!"

A subtle, uncontrollable scream rang out.
Chapter completed!