Most of them are monks recruited by the Wang family, and at the moment, most of the people in Wangjia Fort are descendants of the Wang family.

When the Wang family is finished, they are also finished.

Under the same enemy, the morale is much higher than that of the army in Qingshitan.

"Fellow sects, today is a critical moment for the survival of the Wang family. At this moment, we have no way to retreat, so we can only sink the boat and fight. We will fight for the Wang family!"

Wang Ruihu stood on the tower, raised his arms and shouted.

At this moment, he is making final mobilization.

"For the Wang family! For the Wang family!"

Below, the descendants of the Wang family all over the mountains and plains roared with righteous indignation, held their weapons high, and vowed to live and die with the Wang family.

"Everyone, it's up to you whether the Wang family can be saved or not. Get to your positions and prepare to fight!"

Following Wang Ruihu's order, there was a rumble in front of the gate of Wangjiabao.

Slowly, a huge dragon-breaking stone was pushed with a rolling log and pushed against the city gate.

"Buzz buzz!"

Along with the crazy flashing of the talismans on the city wall, a large blue light curtain immediately enveloped the Wangjia Fort.

At this moment, there was not a single person around Wangjiapu.

The raging north wind howled, and the setting sun fell into the sky.

The earth was covered with a layer of red light.

Everyone held their breath and all they heard was their own heartbeat.

Other than that, it's so quiet that it makes you feel guilty.

The calm before the storm is always so suffocating.

A tense atmosphere filled the air.

The mottled city walls, illuminated by the setting sun, silently tell of his vicissitudes and his turbulent years.

Everyone knows in their hearts that this battle may be the last memory of their lives.

Dozens of guards carried a huge bag and walked around the city wall.

Inside, it is filled with their suicide notes.

A tragic and heavy atmosphere filled the city wall.

At this moment, a flag appeared at the end of the horizon.

Immediately, the mighty northwest border garrison marched towards Wangjiapu with neat and firm steps.

"Jing Jing!"

A scout suddenly roared angrily.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

A rapid ringing of bells immediately resounded through the sky.

Along with the roaring sound, pillars reaching the sky slowly rose from the ground above the Wang family's city wall. The spiritual cultivators hurriedly turned over their fingerprints, waiting for the storm to come.

Slowly, the army stopped more than a thousand meters away from Wangjiapu.

More than ten square formations quickly lined up.

Thousands of earth spirit beasts, dragging heavy siege equipment, began to arrive slowly.

Among the flags that cover the sky and the sun, a yellow Panlong flag is particularly conspicuous.

Wang Ruihu couldn't help but grit his teeth when he saw the dragon flag.

Zhao Yong, who was standing on the command podium in the distance, looked at the Wangjiabao in front of him with a heavy expression.

After half an hour, the siege army was ready.

"Your Majesty, our men are ready, please give the order."

Zhao Yong cupped his fists and asked for instructions.

Liu Xia looked at the rock-solid Wangjia Fort in the distance and took a deep breath.

The time for revenge has finally arrived.

"Siege the city!"

Liu Xia shouted cleanly.

"Go down with the order and prepare to attack the city!"

"As you command!"
Chapter completed!