A white cloud dragon streaked across the black sky of Jinling City.

"Defend the Lingdu to the death! Defend the heaven to the death! Defend the Jinling City to the death!...Defend the Lingdu to the death...!...!" The cries of sonic explosions from nuclear weapons sounded earth-shaking in the eight-dimensional space of Jinling City.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of lightning and bursts of thunder intertwined continuously over the dark cloud-covered Jinling City, and they struck wildly with roars that shattered mountains and cracked the ground.

The wails of fierce ghosts spread to the earth one by one from the depths of the rolling dark clouds, resounding throughout the valley.

Emperor Tianqi couldn't bear to look at it, so he ordered the God of Fire and Fire to release a soul-sucking ghost fire in Danyang. He also ordered the ten kings to go out and set up a roster in Dangtu to kill all the people who broke into the wilds of Dongtu.

The ghosts were recorded one by one, and they were connected to the net of heaven and netherworld, and they were trapped in the eighteenth level of hell.

The sky was brightening, and the filthy Jinling City temporarily remained bright and clean under the cover of snow.

The defeated soldiers who streamed into the city, regardless of their military rank, all swarmed towards Shogunate Mountain and crowded on both sides of the Zhongshan Pier. You pushed me to the ground... Many of the sick and wounded were missing arms and legs.

The legs were trampled to the point of crying for father and mother... The wailing was everywhere, and Jiangnan and Jiangbei couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"Brothers! The higher-ups have given an order to retreat. Those who have old parents and only sons at home all go down to the tower and retreat to the north. The others, Lin Qingshan and I, live and die with the tower. Behind us are the elders.

Folks, this is our home. We can’t let the little devils get past us, or they’ll have to step over our dead bodies if they want to..." On the tower, Lin Qingshan was shouting hoarsely, and he was lecturing loudly with his brothers.

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"Shui Mo, Yu Yan, Qiu Yue, let's take our positions and prepare to collect the souls!" I couldn't bear to look at them and gave the order.

"Yes, sir." Yu Yan agreed to me almost crying.

My eyes are wet, my heart can no longer be as calm as water, and my heart is like a knife...!
Chapter completed!