Tong Mo extended his hand and invited Tong Mo to take a seat. Then, he sat by the side of the tea table and sighed. "The situation is like this, and I have no other choice. That's why I asked Mister Yan to help me. I …"
Yan Baoru waved her sleeves and raised her hand, interrupting Tong Mo. Then, she said in a pleasant voice, "Tong Xiang, the housekeeper has already made your intentions clear. It is not that I do not want to give you face. However, this is a war between two nations. I cannot change anything with my meager strength."
Tong Mo quickly said, "Mister Yan is too humble. Mister Yan's strength is boundless …"
Yan Baoru waved her hand again and interrupted, "Tong Xiang, don't make things difficult for me. The Song Nation's three great sects have many experts. I cannot afford to offend them. If I get involved in this, the Song Nation's three great sects will not let me off. They will chase me until I die. The nations fight and reconcile at times. Today, they are enemies. Tomorrow, they will form an alliance. This happens faster than flipping a page in a book. " She pointed at the scroll on the table and said, "Tong Xiang, I cannot afford to play such tricks. I really do not dare to offend the Song Nation's three great sects. However, since Tong Xiang has spoken, I will do my best to ensure your safety once the city is breached. "
Tong Mo wanted to say something but hesitated. Originally, he wanted to ask this person to use his powerful Dharmic powers to break the enemy's attack and protect the capital. That way, he could protect his own power.
However, since Tong Mo had already said this, he would be going overboard if he continued to force her. He could not force her either. In the end, he could only give up. It was better to have someone to ensure his safety at the crucial moment. With such an expert at home, he could be at ease.
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Once the sky turned dark, the Song Nation's army launched another probing attack.
Just as the battle was going on fiercely, a figure soared into the sky from the crowd of attackers, releasing a wave of surging aurora in the sky. Mortals could not see this astonishing phenomenon with their naked eyes, only cultivators could see it with their dharma eyes.
Another figure suddenly shot out from the city gate tower, also releasing an aurora.
The former released a beam of light and a sword image in the air, about to slash at the city walls.
Those with good eyesight could tell that someone in the Song Nation's army had used the Sky Sword Talisman. He wanted to use the Sky Sword Talisman to break through the thick and sturdy city walls of the Yan Capital, opening a path for the Song Nation's army.
As for the latter, he also utilized his Heavenly Sword Talisman. Void Sword Silhouettes slashed towards the Song Army cultivators.
The Song Army cultivators in the air were startled and quickly sent out Void Sword Shadows to block.
Boom! A deafening clap of thunder resounded in the sky. Ordinary people mistook it for a Heavenly Thunder, but cultivators with their dharma eyes could see two gigantic sword silhouettes colliding. Brilliant lights and vibrant colors shot out in all directions.
Boom boom boom …
It wasn't just one. The cultivators from the Song Army and the Yan Army each sent out twelve Heavenly Sword Astral Shadows.
The deafening roar in the night sky caused the people inside and outside the city to panic. The strong wind that wreaked havoc even blew the people on and below the city wall away …
Inside the Great Minister of Public Works' residence, a figure shot out of the house and rose into the sky in an arc. She floated in the air with her sleeves fluttering in the wind. Her bright eyes were looking at the place where the light was shining. It was Yan Baoru.
"This is a war between two countries. Ordinary people can't compare to their financial resources. They actually used the Heavenly Sword Talisman!" Yan Baoru muttered to herself while floating in the air.
Inside the Yan Imperial Palace, Meng Xuan, who had his eyes closed in silence, suddenly opened his eyes. He tilted his head and looked toward the direction of the Eastern Gate.
An Elder of the Spirit Sword Mountain flew up the tall pavilion and stood beside Meng Xuan. After looking for a while, he said in a deep voice, "Sect Leader, it should be Martial Uncle Guan who is guarding the Eastern Gate!"
Meng Xuan nodded. "It seems like the top experts from the three big sects of the Song Country are qualified to use the Heavenly Sword Talisman!"
The Elder on the side nodded. The Heavenly Sword Talisman was expensive. Even in a big sect like theirs, only the Sect Leader and the Elders were qualified to use it. If everyone was equipped with it, they wouldn't be able to afford it. It was the same for other sects. The person who could use the Heavenly Sword Talisman to attack must have a high status. "It should be someone from the Song Army who used the Heavenly Sword Talisman first. Their goal should be to break into the city. How could Martial Uncle Guan sit back and watch his position be broken into? He can't afford to lose face, so he was forced to use the Heavenly Sword Talisman to fight back!"
Meng Xuan nodded slightly, agreeing with the other party's words.
There was no other reason for this judgment. In the event that Yan Jing could not be defended, they were ready to abandon Yan Jing at any time. For this reason, it was not worth it to use the expensive Heavenly Sword Talisman. If Martial Uncle Guan was not forced to, he would not take the initiative to use the Heavenly Sword Talisman.
In the sky above the Eastern Gate, the deafening roar had ended, but the wind was still howling.
The two old men hovered in the air and glared at each other. Their hearts ached.
A Heavenly Sword Talisman was worth more than ten million gold coins. Using it once was enough. Using it like cabbage was too much for anyone to bear. Not to mention that they didn't have a second one, even if they had one, they wouldn't use it in vain.
This kind of thing could only be used on the edge of the blade. Using it to deal with thousands of soldiers and horses was already painful. Using the Heavenly Sword Talisman to kill one thousand or eight hundred people was nothing to an army of tens of thousands. It was completely useless!
In the next moment, the two of them attacked angrily and collided in the sky. It was hard to tell who had the upper hand. As they fought, they flew higher and higher into the sky. The rumbling in the air was endless.
Outside the city, a group of Song cultivators flew over. The Yan cultivators guarding the city immediately counterattacked. Both sides fought from the top of the city to the inside. Houses in the city were continuously destroyed by the shockwaves of the battle, causing the commoners to cry and flee.
This situation was different from the previous siege. The strength and number of cultivators following Luo Zhao were clearly not comparable to the vanguard cultivators.
When the Yan Jing cultivators saw this, a group of cultivators immediately flew over to help!
There were also many cultivators who had disguised their appearances and joined in to help the Yan cultivators.
Not every cultivator could be like Yan Baoru and have the qualifications to refuse Tong Mo. However, these people didn't want the Song cultivators to recognize them. Thus, they could only conceal their appearances and help. It had to be said that under Tong Mo's tyrannical power, the officials in the imperial court were forced to display their great potential. All the officials, big and small, called in their connections in the cultivation world to help.
The connections and potential of one of the seven capital cities in the world couldn't be underestimated!
The Song army outside the city also launched an all-out attack from all directions. For a moment, the sounds of killing shook the heavens!
The troops led by Shang Chaozong could only watch from afar. They could only see the blazing flames around the city walls. Further away, it was pitch black. They couldn't see the situation clearly. Shang Chaozong didn't dare to recklessly order his men to attack.
On the city walls, Gamiao Shui tore off his cloak and led a group of eunuchs to kill the enemy.
The commoners in the capital spent the night in fear. No one could sleep.
Tong Mo and the other officials stayed by Shang Jianxiong's side in fear. Shang Jianxiong's adult sons followed the lead of the Crown Prince. They all donned armor and held weapons as they guarded the palace.
The concubines in the harem were trembling with fear. Some concubines were even crying. They were worried that if the city was breached, they wouldn't be attacked by the enemy. Instead, they would be punished by the emperor.
The Empress paced inside and outside her room. No one in the entire palace could undress and sleep peacefully.
"Your Highness, the sounds of killing seem to have stopped!" a maidservant called out.
The Empress tilted her head and looked at the first rays of the morning sun. She quickly sent a eunuch to scout out the situation.
By the time the sky brightened, the troops were tired after fighting the entire night. Climbing the tall city walls was exhausting. Their morale was exhausted, and it was no longer suitable for them to continue attacking. Luo Zhao ordered the troops to retreat.
The Yan cultivators fighting in the city also couldn't take it anymore. They leaped over the city walls and returned to the Song army's camp, retreating with the main army.
A large number of corpses piled up on the city walls. Many of the corpses were smoking in the fire, giving off an unpleasant, burnt smell.
The blood-covered Gamiao Shui's clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and he had lost his composure. He stood at the top of the eastern gate. He put away the flexible sword in his hand and replaced it with a large saber. He supported himself on the ground as he watched the enemy troops retreat like the receding tide. The killing intent in his bloodshot eyes couldn't be erased.
He didn't even know how many people he had killed that night. Toward the end, he had already forgotten about Dharmic powers and illegal powers. As long as it wasn't his own people, he would kill anyone he saw. As someone who loved cleanliness, this was the first time in his life that he had personally killed so many people.
Behind him, the group of eunuchs were also in a sorry state. They had all tried their best.
"Prefect, the Head Chief sent this lowly one to deliver the pastries personally made by the concubines in the back palace for you." A neatly dressed eunuch avoided the people carrying the corpses and came to Gamiao Shui's side. Behind him was a group of eunuchs carrying a pole.
Seeing the piles of corpses outside and the smell of burnt corpses, the group of eunuchs who had just come up the city wanted to vomit.
Gamiao Shui suddenly turned his head and said in a deep voice, "How can this servant eat the pastries made by my master?"
Seeing him like this, the eunuch's eyes immediately turned red and he knelt down. He knew that this person had always been clean and did not expect to be in such a sorry state. It could be seen how tragic the battle was. He wiped his tears and choked, "The Head Chief said that this is a token of the concubines' goodwill! The Head Chief asked the men to enjoy it in peace and then kill the enemy with all their might. Don't let the concubines' goodwill down and don't let the people outside look down on the people in the palace. "
Since it was Tian Yu's words and Tian Yu was also his teacher, Gamiao Shui was silent.
The eunuch immediately waved his hand and asked someone to send a food box over. He opened the box and personally carried it with both hands. He knelt on the ground and offered it.
Gamiao Shui stretched out his blood-stained hand and took a piece of pastries. Just as he was about to put it into his mouth, he suddenly raised his head and looked to the side. He saw the officers and soldiers at the top of the city wall looking at him quietly, as if they all wanted to see the things in the palace. Slowly, he said in a deep voice, "Distribute the pastries and let the officers and soldiers have a taste. Tell everyone that this is a token of the concubines' goodwill."
After personally leading troops into battle to kill the enemy, he finally understood why the generals he had seen in the past did this. It was not an act. Only those who had experienced it could understand …
"The entire city only has two hundred thousand soldiers. How many people are there on the four sides? I have three million men and horses attacking the city from all four sides at the same time. Why can't we take it down after so long? "Luo Zhao angrily rebuked the commander in charge of attacking the east gate.
The commander seemed to know that he would be reprimanded. He beckoned a young general who was covered in blood to come forward and ask him to answer on his behalf.
The young general wiped the blood off his face and cupped his hands, saying, "Governor, it's not just two hundred thousand soldiers. I think it's more than a million. Many of the young men in the capital took weapons and went up the city wall. There were also many people dressed as servants with good skills. They were all good fighters. I risked my life to go up the city wall to take a look. I saw many young men behind the city wall preparing to go up the city wall as soon as there was a vacancy. I was forced to fall from the city wall and smashed into the crowd. I was caught by the crowd and luckily came back with my life. "
Luo Zhao raised his head to look at the towering walls of Yan Jing. He realized that Yan Jing had made a decision to resist to the death. The entire city had been mobilized. They had met a hard bone this time …
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