In mid-September, the cool office had not yet disappeared, and there were many soldiers on the Demon Ape City Wall. Tie Kun stood with his hands behind his back and looked into the distance. It had been several days since Dukelie's troops came to attack. However, under the scorching sun, the barbarian soldiers who were waiting for the city wall were as if they were washing water, but no one dared to relax or go down to the city to cool down and close the summer heat.

"The enemy has moved..." Tie Kun noticed that the enemy camp was moving at this time, but then he felt confused. The soldiers of Kelie's troops did not go out of the North Village to attack the Demon Ape City, but instead came out from the South Village Gate and went southwest one after another. It was obvious that they wanted to go around the west and attack Bailu City with the Tuoba soldiers on the west side of Bailu City.

Although the pressure on Demon Ape City was reduced, Tie Kun had no joy on his face. He knew the truth that his lips were dead and his teeth were cold. Once Bailu City fell, Demon Ape City would definitely not last long.

Chen Hai smiled slightly, looking at Tie Kun over to consult, but only asked him to strengthen his surveillance of the enemy. In addition, the construction of the Demon Ape City and the construction of war weapons and armor must continue...

At this time, Meng Zhan was also in great concern in Bailu City. After the initial trial of the village, Tuoba's army withdrew from the village twenty or thirty miles away to build a village for several days. At this time, two thousand barbarian soldiers who were good at riding and shooting were pushed up and shot arrows from the city wall far away.

The demon barbarians on the grassland do not have the ability to build large-scale bed crossbows, and the crossbows they make are of very inferior quality. The bone arrows and iron arrows they shoot cannot cause any substantial damage to the bad skin and thick flesh. The barbarian soldiers are more accustomed to throwing each other with short spears before the two formations contact, which may better open the gap in the enemy formation.

The scene of the two thousand archers in Tuoba's tribe shooting seemed spectacular, but it had no effect. It was too far apart. Most of the arrows fell down weakly without flying to the head of Bailu City.

Occasionally, there were a muffled groan or two, and I don’t know which unlucky guy was hit by an arrow. Turning his head, the brave man who was shot, pulled the arrow down with his teeth and broke it hard and threw it on the ground. With his arm, his muscles contracted a few times. The wound, which was not big, stopped bleeding. He shrugged and continued to stare fiercely at the cowards under the city who only dared to scatter in the distance.

It was not until noon that when he learned that the 30,000 troops of Kelie's troops were withdrawing from the south of the Demon Ape City and turning to Bailu City that Meng Zhan knew the other party's real plan and hurriedly summoned the generals to discuss countermeasures.

When I came down from the city wall, I saw that the city wall that collapsed a few days ago had been repaired with soil and stones, but Meng Zhan was not happy at all.

At this level of fierce battle, such a city wall was too weak, and even the initial tentative contact battle could not stand it, so it collapsed several pieces. Under the next strong attack of nearly 100,000 troops, can it be supported for another day?

A wave of powerlessness arose from his heart. At this moment, Meng Zhan realized that he was really old.

Soon, the leaders of each tribe were all here, and Meng Zhan turned back and forth in the tent with his hands behind his back, expressing his judgment on the situation.

"Or, we will give up Bailu City and go to Demon Ape City through the Ape Jump Gorge. Demon Ape City is narrow and not conducive to the enemy's attack. The Demon Ape City's wall is stronger than imagined. There is a large amount of magma rock on both sides that can be mined. It should be no problem to build a higher and longer city wall. Once the father comes out of seclusion, he will not give up on us." Mutu saw that no one spoke after Meng Zhan finished speaking, and noddedly gave an opinion.

"Idiot, if you give up Bailu City and give up the ancient underground palace, no matter whether the Khan will be held accountable in the future when he comes out of seclusion, 200,000 tribes and tens of thousands of slaves squeezed into the small Demon Ape City, what should you eat? Can you stuff millions of animals and the fodder needed for millions of animals into the small Demon Ape City?" Meng Zhan was in a very bad mood. He was not so polite when facing this nephew who was broken by the Longxiong Army in a battle.

"What should I do? Which city should not be built for several years before it can be completed? It is already very difficult for us to achieve this level in just a few months. Do you have to fight to the death here before you can be content with it?" Mutu retorted dissatisfied.

The Demon Ape City cannot accommodate such a tribe, but the Demon Ape City and the Demon Ape Gorge are one of each other. They only need to retreat into the Ape Gorge and establish defenses in the narrowest place on the north side of the Ape Gorge, and can still hold on.

Of course, just guarding the Ape Jump Gorge and the Demon Ape City, the activity space is extremely narrow, and it cannot accommodate hundreds of thousands of tribes, slaves and millions of livestock. However, if you want to accomplish something, you need to make a choice. As long as you keep the elite war soldiers of the Mengwu tribe, you will be abandoned, and the slaves and the elderly, weak, women and children of the Mengwu tribe are abandoned, it is a last resort.

Meng Zhan knew what Mutu was thinking. He was angry for a moment and glanced around, but saw that many generals had such thoughts. He wanted to get angry, but he didn't know where to start.

"It seems that the enemy also knows that the walls of Bailu City are not strong in addition to the open terrain, so we have to use it as a key breakthrough. If we can strengthen the city wall, wouldn't we break the enemy's wishful thinking?" A thin black and thin Wu Man stood up and said.

"It took five months to build the city wall like this. Do you think it is reinforced and can you turn the city wall into steel overnight?" Mu Tu was also upset at this time. Seeing that Wu Man stood up and talked nonsense, he accused him bluntly.

With a strange laugh, the black and thin witch man did not care about Mu Tu's identity at all and replied: "Prince Mutu is a Wu Man, but I don't know that my Wu Man is weak and has no means to change my fate. How can I pass on my wings for thousands of years in the vast sea?"

"What a fucking change of fate?" Mutu cursed bluntly.

Meng Zhan waved his hand to stop Mutu's rudeness and said politely to Wu Man: "Master Kuntai, do you have a way to break the deadlock?"

Although he disdains Mutu's greed for life and fears death, he still respects Kuntai, a powerful man who has been traversing the vast sea for a hundred years. He bowed and replied: "Report to the Zuodu General, when our troops attacked from the west a few years ago, they seized a Taoist book of formations in the human city. However, this book is extremely difficult and somewhat incomplete. It has been practiced for decades, so it has achieved a small achievement. But if Zuodu will let go and let me do it, I have the confidence to turn the entire Bailu City into an Iron City within a few days."

Kuntai is the head of the Wuman tribe, a subordinate tribe of the Mengwu tribe.

The Wu Man of the Erze tribe is not very dazzling in the vast sea grassland, but there are many strange methods. However, Meng Zhan dared not neglect the matter of life and death. He first asked the generals to retreat, and then summoned all the most powerful Wu Man of the tribes to discuss the method of Gucheng proposed by Kuntai.

Although Meng Zhan has practiced some basic Xuan Cultivation Tips to assist in combat over the years and also sacrificed some low-level magic weapons to protect his body, his research on Xuan Dharma is really not deep. He was dizzy in the big tent, such as various nouns such as souls, flesh and blood, and blood refining. However, after listening to Kuntai's explanation in confusion, the Wuman elder Meng Ran of the Mengwu tribe said to Meng Zhan: "This method is indeed worth a try, but this method is extremely bloody, and it may be inappropriate to spread it."

The demise of the Mengwu tribe is right in front of me. Meng Zhan can’t care about the bloody tricks and whether it’s inappropriate to upload it?

Meng Zhan no matter how bloody this method is, as long as it is effective.

At such a critical moment, there is no way to delay it. Kuntai, Mengran and others gathered hundreds of witches and mantras in their clans to deploy a large formation around Bailu City.

Meng Zhan stood on the top of the city and watched hundreds of Wu Man stand in a specific direction as they were vacant in the city. Kuntai seemed to have some secret method to connect their souls. Then he saw various twists and strange light and shadow lines appear between hundreds of Wu Man, and they are tied together. If they can devour people's souls, they will feel dizzy after watching for a while.

It was not until night that the huge and complex formation arranged by hundreds of witches themselves were finally deployed. Teams of human slaves stood in designated positions one by one, driven by the barbarians.

Although there is no need to build a city these days, the work of digging the underground palace has not stopped. At this time, they suddenly let them put down what they were doing and rushed here, which really made tens of thousands of slaves feel a bit ominous, especially the strange lines on the ground. Those human races with the foundation of practicing Taoism can directly feel the danger of swallowing flesh and souls in front of them. However, driven by the cruel barbarians on both sides, no one dared to act rashly, just moved forward numbly...

At this time, Chen Hai was sitting cross-legged beside a clear spring in the Blood Demon Gorge, enjoying the rare coolness of summer comfortably. At the same time, he was deducing the Wuman's martial arts system. Cang Yi could not stand the loneliness and had long known where to go.

Suddenly, an indescribable cold breath rose slowly from Bailu City and spread out.

Chen Hai was surprised and his spiritual sense threw his spiritual sense into Bailu City. At this time, the sky above Bailu City was covered with clouds, rolling like a giant beast. The black clouds slowly burst out with blood. Soon they turned into scarlet and slowly descended. The surroundings of the city were blocked by a mysterious aura, and the spiritual sense could not even be explored.

I don’t know where Cang Yi and Ning Chan’er went. Chen Hai immediately restrained his breath and did not activate his true energy. He flew to Bailu City against the cliff.

Tuoba Yan was having a headache in the big tent at this time, and it was inevitable that the two divisions would join forces. However, as a Wuman, he was born with less advantage than Tuoba Qi, a martial artist. With Tuoba Qi, supported by the Krei tribe, it would be the most insurmountable gap he could have.

Suddenly he looked up and saw that Bailu City, forty miles away, had some unexplainable changes. A spiritual sense threw it into Bailu City, but the blood refining formation of ten thousand people could not be able to compete with one or two people. After a stalemate, the spiritual sense slowly retreated and walked out of the tent. At this time, Bailu City had long been shrouded in blood-colored clouds...

At this time, no matter how stupid the human slaves in the formation were, they would understand what was about to happen. They wanted to escape in all directions, but an invisible force on the earth trapped them firmly and could only scream in despair.

Kuntai recited the long spells as if there was no end. He didn't know what kind of power it was for blessing, but his deep recitation could actually correct the sound of tens of thousands of people in the procession. The sound of the spells echoed in the city, rendering Bailu City like a ghost.

Gradually, blood lines rushed into the sky from the mouth, nose and eyes of the human slaves, drawing arcs and gathered towards the blood clouds above the head of Bailu City. A human slave turned into dry bones and stood in the formation with a strange posture, which made countless barbarian soldiers and generals feel terrifying. Unexpectedly, there were such evil and terrifying magic in this world.

At this time, a sticky blood rain broke out in Bailu City, but the blood rain only dripped to the top of the city.

Meng Zhan and his men had already avoided from afar, and looked at this power that did not belong to heaven and earth, and were terrified.

Chen Hai stood on a lonely peak and looked at Bailu City shrouded in blood clouds from afar. Although he didn't understand what was happening inside, he was particularly sensitive to his soul and realized that this change would take at least tens of thousands of people's souls to achieve, and this extremely evil magic was actually the same as the blood refining technique of the Rakshasa clan.

He has never dared to use the blood refining technique in Yanzhou for many years. He did not expect that this evil technique would have a legacy in the depths of the vast sea grassland...
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