After the fifth wave of shooting each other, the front row of the Mongolian army had arrived at the foot of the wall, and ladders hidden in the formation rose up and ladders on the wall. Then many Mongolian soldiers climbed up along the ladder with scimitars.

"Where is the stone-tree?" Deng Yitong shouted loudly when he saw this. More than 200 strong men with all their muscles rising up all responded and raised huge rocks and smashed them down. For a moment, the sound of clicks continued. Countless cloud ladders and the Mongolian soldiers above were smashed by the huge rocks and fell down miserably.

Seeing the fierce counterattack at the top of the city, another group of infantry came out of the Mongolian army, each of whom was furnished with eagle feathers and carrying a longbow wrapped in strange vines. Although there were not many people, when they formed a formation and pressed forward, everyone on the top of the city felt a sharp aura, as if countless arrows were shooting.

"It's the sharp shooting camp under Kublai Khan!" Ma Shoucai's face turned shaky. Kuizhou bordered the Shanxi province of Mongolia, so he immediately recognized the origin of these archers. "Be careful! These archers have strong shooting skills and can accurately shoot and kill enemies across a thousand feet of distance!"

"Thousand-Zhe?" Song Kai and Xu Xuanrong's face changed slightly. Even if they wanted to attack enemies a thousand feet away, they had to gather 50 or 60% of their skills. Can these archers with average skills be able to kill people with only four levels of level?

Before the two of them asked, the five hundred archers had already arrived at a position about eight hundred feet away from the city wall, and then took the longbows behind them and shot at the city wall. The longbow wrapped in strange rattans was obviously of excellent texture. The trembling sound of the bowstring actually caused ripples in the air around them. The five hundred people shot together made the air around the entire square distort wildly, making it difficult to see through the direction they aimed.

The moment those sharpshooters started attacking, Xu Xuanrong, who had been promoted to the sixth realm, had a sense of crisis rarely. He hurriedly raised his hand and tweaked the Chaos Bell. With a clang, a huge force that suppressed the heavens suddenly gushed out, turning into an invisible aura that enveloped most of the city wall.

The next moment, a series of crackling sounds that were so dense that the heart almost stopped beating storm scrambled into the sky. Five hundred arrows blessed with secret power hit the force field released by the Chaos Bell. Fortunately, the Chaos Bell was extremely mysterious and blocked the wave of arrow rain.

However, Xu Xuanrong only protected most of the city walls, and a small part of the city was not covered by the Chaos Bell. As the dense and crisp sounds came one after another, hundreds of Song soldiers were pierced by arrows and fell to the ground with despair.

Some of these soldiers had no defense, but most of them actually hid under the leather shield. However, the power of the arrows was too terrifying and they forced them to penetrate the leather shield and shot the soldiers behind them.

Before the group of sharpshooters could shoot again, more than a dozen giant catapults were launched into the Mongolian army. At the same time, thousands of Mongolian soldiers at the foot of the wall roared in unison and rushed towards the city with a more courageous attitude.

Xu Xuanmeng had sharp eyes. Seeing the huge iron balls in the basket behind the casting cart covered with countless sharp thorns, he immediately took a breath and secretly tried his best to block the iron balls.

But before the catapults attacked, a burly figure suddenly walked out of the Mongolian army, wearing heavy armor, not wearing a helmet on his head, a pair of tiger eyes pressed under his thick eyebrows, a curly beard on his face, and a full body full of a terrifying and fierce temperament.

The most powerful general under Kublai Khan, the Shanxi general who is in charge of the military power of Shanxi Province, and the top warrior at the ninth level of the sixth level!

Wang Liangchen, known as the [Wild King]!

Perhaps the name Wang Liangchen is not familiar to the civil and military officials and even the people of Chongqing Prefecture. Even Xu Jingmiao knew about the existence of this person.

However, for Shaanxi Road, which was still under the rule of the Jin Dynasty, the name Wang Liangchen not only stopped children from crying at night, but also made Shaanxi Road change from Wanyan Lieyan to ordinary soldiers.

[Wild King] Wang Liangchen is unparalleled in the field!

Whenever a battle outside the city, whether it is the marsh, mountains, plains, snow, rivers and lakes, cavalry or infantry, Wang Liangchen can be said to have won every battle and is rarely defeated!

Looking at the snow-white figure among the countless soldiers on the city, Wang Liangchen sneered, holding the knife still, and handing over several orders in succession. Then he saw more than a dozen casting cars slowly parked about two thousand feet away from the city wall. A famous hero took out the spiked iron balls in the basket one by one and put them into the shooter.

At the same time, the offensive of the Mongolian soldiers at the foot of the wall suddenly became fierce. More than ten generals from the fifth realm came out without hesitation, climbing up quickly on the ladder, and their bodies were surrounded by martial arts. It was obvious that they were not from military backgrounds, but from martial arts.

"Brother Kai!" Xu Xuanrong shouted in a hurry when he saw this. Song Kai stepped forward and raised his hand and held it. The aura of death filled the battlefield instantly gathered in his palm, turning into an infinite pale aura of death.

Before the pale and death aura was strong to the extreme, countless black lines with the breath of decay, death, plague, etc. were born, surrounding the entire group of pale and death aura and swept wildly, and eventually evolved into a magnificent black storm pouring down the city wall.

Song Kai used the "Stylist" as the core to promote the "Black Natural Disaster" of the fifth-class martial art "Secret Book of Smallpox". Its power is simply terrifying. The rolling black light surging like a flood of waves. All the submerged Mongolian soldiers, whether it is the fifth or fourth realms, all of them melted their flesh and blood in the dark tide, leaving only a pair of dead bones in the armor.

In one breath, thousands of Mongolian soldiers who rushed up the city wall died and fell down with Black Hongtao.

"Bastard!" With an angry shout, Liu Mengzhu's figure rushed out of the Mongolian army and looked here with a beautiful eyes.

Although the battlefield is extremely noisy and the two are far apart, Song Kai seemed to have really heard Liu Mengzhu's angrily shout, and perhaps sensed the person's anger, and actually looked up here.

The moment the two looked at each other, Song Kai curled a slight sneer at the corner of his lips, clenched his fist with his right hand, and his spiritual consciousness turned into layers of ripples and washed down, turning all the Mongolian soldiers who had died under the [Black Natural Disaster] into skeleton warriors.

Under the infiltration of the Netherworld energy, the strength of these dead bones is comparable to that of gold and iron. In addition, the armor and weapons on the body surface of their life, although the strength of these skeleton warriors is not as strong as that of the fifth level, the lethality they explode after forming teams is comparable to that of the fourth level.

In an instant, thousands of Nether Bone Warriors stood up from the bottom of the wall and rushed towards their former colleagues.

These Nether Bone Warriors are amazingly powerful, and their attacks are extremely polluting. Any Meng soldiers who died after being injured by them will melt all the flesh and blood of their bodies after death. Under the action of Nether Qi, they will bless their bones with strength, and then turn into Nether Bone Warriors to participate in the war.

In just a moment, the number of Nether Bone Warriors had grown from the first thousand to nearly two thousand. Amid the sound of bone movements in the sky, countless Nether Bone Warriors rushed towards the archers and catapults behind.

Seeing this, Wang Liangchen frowned, raised his arms and waved it heavily, and eight hundred infantrymen carrying heavy shields rushed out of the formation. They held heavy shields as high as giant towers and walked forward in groups. The connected shield walls stretched hundreds of feet, blocking all the rushing Nether Bone Warriors outside.

He raised his chin and Wang Liangchen sneered. He followed Kublai Khan to fight in the south for so many years, but he had never seen any scenes before. Don’t see that Mongolia’s current power in China is only in the six northern provinces, but north of the Mongolian province, in fact, Mengge, Kublai Khan and others have already built up large areas of territory in recent years.

During the war, he also fought with elite troops from many countries, including magicians who are similar to Chinese spirit masters who can control the power of ice and snow, ice warriors who practice explosive power far better than Chinese warriors, and undead mages who drive the dead.

It is no exaggeration to say that the strange army that Wang Liangchen had seen was far away from anyone in the Song, Jin and Man Kingdoms.

For example, the Nether Bone Warrior summoned by Song Kai is no stranger to Wang Liangchen. Although he looks a little different, he is obviously the army of skeletons summoned by the so-called undead magicians in the West.

He knew very well that these so-called skeleton warriors seemed ferocious, but in fact they were not very strong and had weak physical bodies. They could only win by relying on human sea tactics. So the first thing they had to do at this moment was to prevent them from dispersing their own formation.

If you want to stop them, forming a shield wall is of course the best choice.

Of course, Wang Liangchen's move is not a mistake, and it is also the experience he summarized after many confrontations with the Western Undead Legion.

But……

Song Kai’s Nether Bone Warrior has never been a tactic of going to the sea of ​​people!

Every Mongolian soldier who was transformed into a Nether Bone Warrior after death retained their strength in their lifetime. When the Mongolian army was at the lowest level, almost every one of these nearly two thousand Nether Bone Warriors had the combat power of the fourth level, and the attack power formed after forming teams was far greater than the so-called undead arts in the West that purely connect skeletons with secret techniques.

Almost instantly, the seemingly indestructible shield wall was torn apart. Under the leadership of more than ten Nether Bone Warriors transformed from the Five Realms Generals, dense Nether Bone Warriors squeezed into the gap like a tide, and blatantly flooded all the Mongolian soldiers who formed the shield wall.

"How is that possible?!" Seeing this scene, Wang Liangchen's face changed. He had fought with the Western Undead Legion many times, and even the strongest undead wizard could not summon such a terrible skeleton soldier.

After absorbing these shield soldiers, the number of the Nether Bone Warriors instantly exceeded 2,000, and rushed towards the sharpshooter behind with a more terrifying momentum.

Even if they are war-torn soldiers, they will be shocked when facing such an offensive assault of dead souls and bones. What's more, sharpshooters are good at long-range shooting rather than close-range fighting. Even if they shoot desperately, they will only smash hundreds of Nether Bone Warriors, and more skeleton figures are still rushing like a tide.

"Shu Sheng!"

With a light shout, a large piece of green light fell from the sky and turned into countless shadows of the forest tree standing in front of the sharpshooters. The green light filled with auspiciousness and life slowly spread out. When all the approaching Nether Bone Warriors came into contact with these green lights, a trace of gray smoke instantly overflowed from the gaps in their armor, and then they disintegrated and fell to the ground with a thud.

Bathed in the richest green light, Liu Mengzhu strode through countless shadows of the tree, and waved her sleeves again. The green lights in the sky gathered and turned into a dragon shadow condensed by countless green flames, and rushed forward with his wings.

When the dragon shadow passed, all the Nether bone warriors were broken by him, and the Netherworld energy that supported the skeletons in his armor was also burned by the burning green flames.

Lifting his head, Liu Mengzhu looked straight at Song Kai at the top of the city with a sharp look.

With me here, don’t even think of using ghost magic to harm the world!
Chapter completed!