There were at least hundreds of thousands of enemies besieging Ningping City.
Black and dark red colors covered the sky and the earth.
On the ground, things that looked like cannons were set up. They roared continuously and spat out beams of light, bombarding the protective matrices of Ning Ping City, releasing magnificent and dangerous flames.
There were also flying ships in the sky.
There were also various flying beasts with sinister expressions.
They were all launching attacks.
The entire Ningping City was like a reef that was about to be submerged by the black and dark red tides.
"This is the commander of the Iron Mountain Camp, Tie Rulong."
Wang Chuxuan brought Li Mu to the watchtower of the Eastern City Gate and saw Tie Rulong, the commanding officer of the Iron Mountain Camp of the Ningping Iron Guards, who was commanding the defense.
Tie Rulong was a man who looked like he was in his forties. His face was rough, and he had a full beard. His skin was like iron, and he wore black matte armor. He was two meters tall and looked like an iron tower.
He knew the existence of Li Mu.
But when he saw Li Mu coming over, he just nodded and did not say anything. Then, he went on to arrange the defense on the city wall with the generals around him and adjusted the defensive strategy according to the enemy's attack rhythm. He seemed to be extremely busy.
Seeing Tie Rulong's indifferent attitude, Wang Chuxuan was afraid that Li Mu would be dissatisfied.
"Lord Tie is too busy."
He explained, "There are three battalions in the Iron Guard of Ningping City. The Lord of the City led the Wandering Camp and the Mighty Camp to reinforce Ningwang City. Now, there is only the Iron Mountain Camp left to defend Ningping City. The number of enemies is much greater than expected, so Lord Iron cannot be distracted. Little brother, please do not take offense."
"How could that be?"
Li Mu said with a smile.
He could tell that someone like Iron Mountain was a typical soldier.
Honest.
Directly.
Don't hide anything in your heart.
In a state of war, there was only war in one's heart. One's likes and dislikes would be directly displayed. One couldn't be bothered to fake it.
This was the kind of person that Li Mu appreciated and admired.
Li Mu couldn't help but recall the friends he knew in his previous life, such as his elder brother Guo Yuqing, the Broadsword Man Qiu Yin, and Wu Yue in the immortal world. They all had the same character.
He wondered how they were doing now.
Especially Wuyue.
That day, during Immortal Ancient's giant gate's arena battle, when he was on the verge of death, he was transported into Immortal Ancient's gate.
He must have reincarnated into this world.
He also didn't know where he was now.
Wang Chuxuan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Mu's expression was as usual.
For some unknown reason, he subconsciously had a kind of fear of offending Li Mu.
This had something to do with the order given by the City Lord.
But more importantly, Wang Chuxuan realized that the more time he spent with this young man, the more he was suppressed by the other party's strange aura. He was influenced and intimidated by it, and he always felt that he had to lower his head in front of his son.
The legendary aura of a superior?
But Wang Chuxuan himself was also a general who led troops.
Thinking of this, Wang Chuxuan added, "Little brother, war is merciless. Other than those who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation, it's hard for anyone else to go against the heavens in a war. Since I've just arrived, I should make use of this opportunity to observe and not interfere. General Tie is very strict in carrying out military orders. If you were to interfere and disrupt his plans, a small punishment would be a small matter, but if it affects the situation of the war, you would be a sinner …"
He was very patient and carefully paid attention to the wording, repeatedly exhorting Li Mu.
In the end, Li Mu felt a little helpless.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. Without General Tie's permission, I won't interfere."
Li Mu said.
Wang Chuxuan was a little relieved.
At this time, Tie Rulong finally finished setting up the defensive measures.
The tower-like man walked out of the watchtower with four guards. He glanced at Li Mu and said, "Little guy, you've just ascended. Don't be frightened by the war scene. If you can't bear to see such a bloody scene, you might as well go down the watchtower and rest in the city."
Li Mu was speechless.
He knew that Tie Rulong was concerned about him.
But those who didn't know would think that he was taunting and provoking him.
"I'll be fine."
Li Mu said with a smile.
"Well, you're quite brave."
Tie Rulong laughed boorishly and patted Li Mu on the shoulder.
Many people who had just ascended did not know the cruelty of the war in the Middle Three Heavens.
They thought that the fighting and killing they had experienced in the mortal world and secret realms was all there was to it. In fact, they were ridiculously wrong.
In the real war of the immortals, countless cultivators died in an instant.
Those powerhouses who were invincible in the Lower Realm were as weak as ants in the Middle Three Heavens.
The war of the immortals was like a millstone for cultivators. In half an hour, it could crush thousands of top cultivators in the mortal world.
There was a similar precedent.
When ascenders from the mortal world first arrived in the Middle Three Heavens, they were full of lofty aspirations and felt that they could defeat all their enemies. The ascenders also recognized their talents and abilities, so they focused on training them. Who knew that after watching a small-scale war of the immortals, they would be scared out of their wits and lose their minds. In the end, they were no better than ordinary people. A good seedling was completely wasted.
As a result, the ascenders were very careful with the training of the newcomers.
Of course, the Three Peerless Masters were different.
But the problem was, how many Three Peerless Masters were there in this world?
Tie Rulong knew that the City Lord thought highly of this little guy.
Therefore, he gave a reminder.
If this little guy was traumatized, it would be hard to explain.
At this time, a harsh signal suddenly sounded in the city.
All of a sudden, dozens of streamers rushed out of the gap in the tactical formation shield, extremely fast, and flew toward the enemy's position.
Then there was a violent explosion.
The artillery position with the fiercest firepower was instantly plunged into a sea of fire.
And the flying ships in the sky were also destroyed by this suicide attack. The leaping flames, accompanied by the screams of the enemy, suddenly slowed down the offensive of the army of Destruction Path and Qing Sha Clan.
The precarious situation of Ningping City finally had a chance to breathe.
Li Mu's heart beat wildly.
Men of sacrifice.
They chose to send out men of sacrifice?
On the city wall of Ningping City, there was a burst of cheers.
The atmosphere was solemn and solemn.
Tie Rulong slammed his palm on the parapet of the city tower, his eyes bright as if they were burning. But at the same time, he sighed in a low voice, muttered something, and gnashed his teeth.
Beside Li Mu, Wang Chuxuan also sighed.
"We must take the initiative to attack and destroy the enemy's momentum and equipment. Otherwise, if we continue to be passively attacked, the city will be breached sooner or later. But … those who will be sacrificed are the best brothers of our Ningping Iron Guards."
Speaking of this, the deputy commander of the Ranger Camp also began to burn with anger.
Li Mu didn't know what to say.
He could see that the dozen men of sacrifice were the elites of the elites. They stimulated their power with some secret method, burned their flesh and soul, and rushed out of the city wall.
The moment they rushed out of the city wall, they would definitely die, and there was no turning back. They also carried terrible and destructive fairy weapons, rushed into the enemy's formation at the fastest speed, and then let their flesh and all the objects on them explode together.
The determination to break into the enemy's formation meant death.
They would never return.
There was great horror between life and death.
But they faced death directly.
They were real warriors.
What a pity.
Li Mu decided to take action.
He was about to speak.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of military drums outside.
The army of Qing Sha Clan and Destruction Path that was besieging suddenly retreated slowly.
In the end, they retreated to two kilometers away from Ningping City.
Eight black divine heavenly horses trampled through the void. Wherever they passed, their hooves would turn into black demonic flames, remaining in the air, pulling a black-gold war chariot. It carried heavenly lightning flames, rumbling as it sped over from the depths of the enemy army.
Wherever it passed, the void trembled, and the sky roared.
The world seemed to be crushed and collapsed by this chariot.
"In Ningping City, where is Li Qingxin?"
On the carriage, there were two carriage slaves pulling the fine horses. Under the imperial canopy, a slender figure dressed in ink-black armor and holding a Fangtian Great Halberd shouted. His voice was like the demonic sound of heavenly thunder. Separated by the formation shield, it shook the Ning Ping Iron Guards on the city wall until they felt dizzy.
"It's Pojun, the leading general of the Destruction Path."
Wang Chuxuan's eyes changed, and his face darkened.
Under the watchtower, Tie Rulong, the tiger general of Ningping City, also had a trace of gloominess in his eyes.
"My Governor has led the army to support Ningwang City. I, Tie Rulong, am here. What can I do for you?"
Tie Rulong exhaled and shouted. Visible air ripples shook the void like an invisible dragon, sweeping toward the enemy.
"Humph."
Pojun waved the Sky Halberd in his hand and broke the sound wave attack.
Tie Rulong's words were so magnanimous that it made him a little uncertain.
The intelligence did say that Li Qingxin, the Governor of Ningping City, led two battalions to support Ningwang City. But what if it was a trap?
On the city wall.
"Is this leading general of the Destruction Path very powerful?"
Li Mu asked.
Wang Chuxuan said, "He is known as the first Immortal King in the northwest of the Taoist Master Alliance. He has been famous for a long time."
"Oh," Li Mu nodded, "Immortal King."
Wang Chuxuan did not doubt him and said, "Yes … Wait, little brother, no … Please don't. I know he used the tactical deployment to kill the 12 Immortal Generals of the Taoist Master Alliance, but in the face of this man, you must not be careless. He is a demon-like guy, a lunatic. His real combat capability is far beyond that of experts at the Immortal Prince Realm. Even many Immortal Emperors have to avoid him."
"Oh?"
As he said that, Li Mu became more interested.
"A combat genius?"
"He's very similar to me."
Seeing that Li Mu did not speak, Wang Chuxuan became more worried and said, "Little brother, you promised me that you would not easily take action … You have to keep your promise. Otherwise, I will have to take you away by force."
Li Mu did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Am I so careless?"
"All right, all right."
Li Mu had no choice but to agree.
At this time, outside the city wall, there was a burst of strange female laughter.
This laughter had a strange charm. It was extremely pleasing to the ear, as if it was the sound of nature. It clearly reverberated in everyone's ears, as if it wanted to drill into their brain through their ears. In an instant, it covered up the iron-blooded murderous aura that permeated between heaven and earth.
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