In mid-November, in the cold winter, the sky above Chengdu is full of haze and clouds, making it difficult to breathe.

After leaving Meishan City, in just one day, the three-way coalition forces had arrived outside Chengdu.

Thirty-nine thousand literary and artistic troops, 30,000 elite Liangshan soldiers, and nearly 100,000 people were entrenched outside the city walls south of Chengdu. The surging fighting spirit almost condensed into substance, destroying the thick clouds in the sky, revealing a little warm sunshine above.

Yao Ruoyu, Yelu Yujian, Sibai Zanchi and the other three stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the formation. The three armies behind them scattered, with bright armors and dazzling arrays. The formations stretched for dozens of miles, and the figures were crowded. One square formation after another was arranged outside the city, making the Jin soldiers on the top of the city frightened.

"Perform as the previous plan." Withdrew your gaze, Yao Ruoyu turned his head and smiled.

"Then we will meet in the city." Sibaizan smiled redly, and turned around under the escort of Badanba behind him.

Yelu Yujian smiled faintly with him: "Who can break through the city gate faster?"

"Do you want to bet?" Yao Ruoyu was stunned at first, then laughed.

"No gambling! Your literary and artistic army has been rising to this day, and has almost never lost every strategy. I, Director Yelu Yujian, is not a strategy, and only those who are full will be bet with you." Yelu Yujian laughed, waved his hand, and left straight, leading the 30,000 White Wolf Association army to slowly move towards the north of Chengdu.

When Liangshan and Bailang will leave, there is only one of the literary and artistic troops left here. Yao Ruoyu looked back and saw that the 39,000 army was divided into four formations, and nine thousand Dark Night Dragon Cavalry, which were almost armed to the teeth, were arranged in the first row. Nine thousand Thunder God Army iron cavalry were high-end and ranked second. Nine thousand Iron Tiger soldiers in the Rock Tiger Army were wearing heavy armor, with iron swords and shields, and were majestic.

In the fourth row, the Sequoia Camp, the Beast God Camp, the Cold Iron Camp, and the Four Battalions of the Divine Eagle Camp were lined up in a row, three thousand red archers were arched with red feathers, three thousand flame wolf cavalry murderous intent soared into the sky, three thousand armored soldiers and shield walls were continuous, and the Three Thousand Divine Eagle Camp archers were willing and calm.

Recalling what Xu Xuanrong and herself said yesterday, Yao Ruoyu's thoughts were inexplicably surging. After a long time, he smiled faintly, waved his sleeves and said loudly: "My Literature and Art Army was built two and a half years ago. At that time, he had just seized Hezhou, defeated the Yanggu Army, defeated the Guang'an Jin army, and defeated the army of more than 200,000 bandits."

"This time, the western attack on Sichuan was not so sanctioned. There was only one sentence: grab territory! Only when the territory was large, I, Dawen, could prosper, and the people were richer, eat well, dress well, and live well. I, Yao Ruoyu, swear here, and let the people of Dawen have their children to learn, be raised in the old, live and work in peace, and be peaceful forever. But if I violate the oath, I will be thundered by the five thunders!"

With his eyes shining brightly, Yao Ruoyu said loudly: "Now all parts of Sichuan have flattened the ground, but the only Jin soldiers in Chengdu are still fighting stubbornly. Everyone, are you willing to flatten this ancient city of Chengdu with me?"

"The prince has an order, and we will never refuse!"

All the infantrymen in the 39,000 people knelt on one knee, while the cavalry beat their chests with fists and bent down to salute. In an instant, the sound was like a torrent, resounding for thousands of miles. The vast army's momentum suddenly stirred up like a dragon or a rainbow, running through the sky.

When the army here responded in unison, Yao Ruoyu suddenly felt a magnificent momentum sweeping across the east and rushed straight into his body.

"Is this...national situation?"

Yao Ruoyu suddenly woke up and hurriedly used the tricks of the mind and pushed the power out of his body. It was a headache. Zou Buyi beside him had already sent a message to remind him: "Put the national power into the devil dragon's fate."

Yao Ruoyu then woke up and quickly activated his own destiny. A black dragon shadow appeared out of thin air. At first, it was only a few feet in size, but in a moment it had grown to more than eighty feet. When Yao Ruoyu integrated the national power infused from a distance into it one by one, the shadow of the demon dragon expanded to a total of three hundred feet, spreading his teeth and claws, and roaring at Chengdu.

National power is something that integrates the ideas of the people of a country. If you lead the five realms, you can absorb national power as your own strength. Generally speaking, the stronger the country's military strength, the larger the territory, the richer the people, the stronger the national power will be.

The Dawen City-state was originally located in a corner of Chongqing. Although it was stimulated by the civil officials such as Bai Junru and others who were worshipped by him, the country's power was still not strong.

However, with the Western Expedition of the Literary and Art Army, the continuous victory, and the territory continued to expand, the national power of the Wenbang continued to expand. However, because the territory expanded too quickly, the national power did not spread before.

As we waited nearly January, the national power finally slowly spread to the entire Wenbang territory. Just now, the national power was directly attracted by the 39,000 troops' fighting spirit and instinctively merged into Yao Ruoyu's body.

Although the national power can enhance the power, because the thoughts of the people gather and are too mottled and mixed, if absorbed into the body, it will pollute the skill texture of the practitioner. Therefore, unless it is practiced without intention, most practitioners are unwilling to absorb the power of the country.

Yao Ruoyu was the same. Fortunately, the trick was originally created by the First Emperor, and it contained the secret technique to control the national power. Just now, Yao Ruoyu activated the secret technique to push the national power out of his body.

However, although it was introduced, Yao Ruoyu didn't know how to deal with these national powers. It was not until Zou Buyi reminded him that he realized that he had completely destroyed the national powers into the destiny of the demon dragon, avoiding the danger of being polluted.

After a while of struggle, Yao Ruoyu let out a breath of turbid air, put away the shadow of the demon dragon, and said aloud: "According to yesterday's plan, you can act and start siege in half an hour!"

As his order was issued, the army also began to take action. The three armies of Dark Night Dragon Cavalry, Sequoia, and Beast God rushed directly to the west of Chengdu. The Thunder God Army, Rock Tiger Army and the Second Camp of the Cold Iron Divine Eagle came outside the three city gates in the south, each forming its own formation, waiting for half an hour before starting to attack the city.

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Chengdu is divided into two cities inside and outside. The outer city is lived by the people. The official residence of Wanyan Kuangtao, the commander of Sichuan, is also in the outer city. As for the inner city, it is the palace of previous dynasties. When Sichuan was classified as the fourth fief of Wanyan, the palace was also classified as Wanyan No. 4.

"We have arrived! The Literary and Art Army, the White Wolf Society, the Tubo Remnants, and the Liangshan tribes, hehe, I really want to destroy my great gold! "

In front of the Imperial City Hall, Wanyan Di, Wanyan Qiongyu, Wanyan Kuangtao, Wanyan Nulang, Li Taibai, Wanyan Liu and others were standing here, looking at the light curtain constructed by the Black Lotus Spirit Master casting spells. The light curtain was the scene of the previous three coalition forces acting separately.

The one who spoke before was Wanyan Qiongyu. He sneered twice before looking out of the square and frowned: "Are we sure we won't be stationed at the city gates? Without us in charge, it would be difficult to resist the offensive of these three armies."

Shaking his head, Wanyan Kuangtao said calmly: "There are the advantages of the city wall, the towers and crossbows, and the only twenty-five five realms left in Sichuan. They don't want to attack them if they don't leave more than 20,000 corpses."

"Even if we break through the city gate, we have to pass through the triple defense line we have arranged. Each defense line has no less than 10,000 people. We have already arranged * and fire spirit arrays in the houses on both sides of the way. When they fight all the way to the palace, they will be exhausted. At that time, we will wait for our leisure and will definitely kill them all."

Wanyan Qiongyu suddenly realized when he heard this, raised his thumb and smiled, "I am worthy of being the commander of Kuang Tao."

Wanyan Kuangtao smiled, didn't care, and waved his hand and said, "Last time in Longmen Town, the literary and artistic army used all conspiracies. This time Wanyan Kuangtao was just returning to them."

"Besides, these are just preludes, real means, but for that King Wen!" Wanyan smiled angrily. Listening to his words, Wanyan Qiongyu and Wanyan Kuangtao also subconsciously looked inside the palace city, but because the houses blocked them, they could not see inside.

"The lives of a total of ten thousand people, and Elder Ling Li, took action personally, and gave up his life for twenty years, all to take the life of King Wen," Wanyan Kuangtao licked his lips and sneered, "He should feel honored."

Among the several people standing in front of the hall, only Wanyan Kuangtao, Wanyan Nulang and Wanyan Qiongyu were talking. Wanyan No. 4 was sitting on the dragon chaise in the hall, while Wanyan Liu was dozing off against the stone pillar next to him. Li Taibai held a long sword and sat cross-legged under the eaves in front of the hall, with a calm expression.

In addition, there was another person in front of the hall, an ugly middle-aged man with an ugly back and shoulders, looking like an old man with a bad life in the corner of the street, but everyone, including Wanyan Qiongyu, dared not show any disgust towards the ugly man.

Suddenly, Wanyan Kuangtao's face changed, he turned his head to look at the light curtain in the square, and sneered: "It's beginning."

Wanyan Qiongyu, Wanyan Nulang and others turned their heads and looked at the light curtain. Except for Li Taibai and Wanyan Di No. 4 in the hall, everyone looked at the three light curtains.

In the light curtain, the Dark Night Dragon Knight, the West Chu Thunder Knight, the Iron Tiger Armored Soldier, the Flame Wolf Knight, the Seven Treasures Monk Soldier, the Barbarian Bear Soldier, and countless other ordinary armies moved forward at this moment. Even if you don’t look at the light curtain, everyone in front of the hall could sense the murderous aura that suddenly rose from the city gate in the distance.

At this moment, Wanyan Lingli, who was inside the palace city, knew nothing about this.

Standing in the middle of a square, Wanyan, who was disheveled, looked around excitedly. Ten thousand young men were firmly bound by iron chains to iron pillars. Each iron pillar was constantly absorbing their lives, and then gathered them along the spiritual patterns on the ground into a gourd in the center of the square.

The spiritual array here has obviously been in operation for a while. Because the men were absorbed with a lot of vitality, they could not even wail. They just lowered their heads powerlessly and looked at Wanyan Lingli under the gourd with hatred.

It was the order of this Jin man that they were forcibly captured by the army and tied up one by one to these iron pillars. Although they didn't know what the other party had done, they could all feel that they were getting weaker and weaker, as if even breathing would bring pain.

Looking up at the crystal clear gourd like a blood diamond, Wanyan Lingli's eyes became more and more excited. When he turned his head, he burst into laughter to the south.

"King Wen! Yao Ruoyu! When you step into the palace, your death is your time!"
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