After returning, Gu Chen felt that the eyes of the Xuan Tie Army officers were full of respect for him.

Xuan Tiejun admires the strong, especially those as courageous and powerful as Gu Chen.

All the inspectors of Jingtiansi also looked surprised. They also did not expect that Gu Chen's strength has now reached such a level that killing the grandmaster is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

The barbarian general was furious, but there was nothing he could do against Gu Chen. At the same time, he casually gave Lin Zhan a hard look.

Lin Zhan frowned, but didn't say much.

Soon, a big battle came to an end.

In the following period, the barbarians would attack the city basically every day. Although there was one less martial arts master, the barbarians were still stronger than the Black Iron Army. After several battles between the two sides, the barbarians suffered more than 10,000 casualties, but the Black Iron Army suffered losses.

Not too small either.

This is war. It is extremely cruel. People die every day. The face you are talking to is familiar to you one moment, but your head may be missing the next moment.

At first, with Gu Chen and Xue Ling in charge, the barbarians suffered a lot of casualties. However, after several battles, the Jingtian Secretary's envoys, such as Song Yu and Wang Yan, became quite haggard.

The barbarians attacked day and night, and they had to concentrate at all times, and from time to time, people from the Demon Cult would come to sneak attack Yongxue City. It could be said that they were physically and mentally exhausted and suffered a lot of losses.

Only martial arts masters like Gu Chen, Xue Ling and Lin Zhan can withstand such consumption.

That night, Song Yu, Wang Yan and other envoys guarded the city wall to prevent sneak attacks from the Holy Underworld Sect, Mahakala Sect and barbarians at night.

They leaned against the city wall, looking exhausted. Even warriors in the Vajra realm, who had been concentrating and fearful all day long, still couldn't bear it.

"Can we really win this battle?" At this time, a second-level inspector broke the silence on the city wall and asked softly.

He fell into deep self-doubt. The name of the imperial envoy was Wang Qing, who was twenty-three years old. This was his first time to participate in a war of such a huge scale. He was exhausted after several days of fighting.

, is on the verge of collapse.

Moreover, the current situation in Yanzhou is indeed not optimistic. In the Dahuang Mansion, warriors from the Shengming Sect and the Mahakala Sect are wreaking havoc, and barbarian soldiers who took the opportunity to lurk in did evil and burned, killed, and looted in the Dahuang Mansion. From their arrival to Yongxue

By now, tens of thousands of innocent people have died tragically in Dahuang Mansion.

From the beginning of the war to the present, if we include the 400,000 Black Iron Army soldiers who died, the total number of lives lost in this battle is nearly a million!

Every inch of land in Dahuang Mansion was almost stained red with blood.

This is an extremely huge loss for Daxia!

Nowadays, people in Yanzhou are panic-stricken, and support has not arrived for a long time. They have been fighting for many days in a row. Not only Wang Qing, but also many of the inspectors have developed deep self-doubt.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Song Yu frowned, and immediately punched Wang Qing, saying: "Please wake up, we will definitely win this battle, and we will all return to Tiandu alive, one by one."

Wang Yan also said in a deep voice: "That's right, don't be discouraged, we will definitely win!"

Everyone looked at me and looked at you, but no one said anything.

For a moment, the city wall once again fell into deep silence.

Song Yu looked at Wang Yan and hesitated several times. He knew that Wang Yan now had a sweetheart and would get married when he returned. He didn't want Wang Yan to die here.

This battle really gives no hope. The barbarians and the Demon Cult are just playing tricks on them, consuming their energy and trying to win them down at the minimum cost. Now they are just stubbornly resisting.

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Yesterday, many people actually wrote suicide notes and were prepared to die here.

They are not afraid of death, not even Wang Qing. He is just afraid that death is meaningless. If they die here and Yanzhou is lost, then their death in battle will be meaningless.

Gu Chen stood not far away, watching this scene silently, without going out and saying anything.

Although Gu Chen can now rival the Grandmaster, he is a human being, not a god. In the face of such a large-scale war, the role he can play is actually not that big.

Moreover, after these few battles, Gu Chen was keenly aware that the barbarians and the demon sect seemed to be planning something.

"I have to take the initiative!"
Chapter completed!