Chapter 869: 100 minutes

Although the military strength of the two sides is quite different, the people of Yanhuang Kingdom are very relaxed under the protection of the king.

With the "Herarchy Shield" and the shooter group, they successfully repelled more than ten crazy attacks.

In less than two hours, Yanhuang Kingdom was filled with corpses of siege troops, and they piled up into mountains.

Unconsciously, the dim sunset is slowly sinking, and the sky and the earth are blending into a thread.

"Next, it should be the general attack of the siege army. Are you ready?" Zhang Mu stood at the top of the city, looking into the distance with a serious expression.

"Well, you're all ready, huh... the final decisive battle." Mythshu changed his normal state, put away the cynical expression on his face, and became serious.

The next battle will not allow them to be careless, and it is the key battle to determine life and death.

Although the Yanhuang Kingdom relied on the Heroic Shield, the archer regiment, and the king of the country resisted the strong attacks of the siege army again and again. As long as you look at it, you will find that these vanguard troops are almost all low-level infantry, and the highest level is only 7th level, which is an existence of cannon fodder. Looking at the entire siege army, the troops above the 10th level account for 70% of the entire legion.

In other words, the ones who come to attack the city later will be a large number of super-high-level troops with level 10 or even far exceeding level 10!

The Hercules will lose the effect of blocking the enemy, because most of these troops are dragon clans!

As for those low-level shooters who account for the majority of the proportion, they will not be able to exert their normal strength due to the suppression of the enemy and us.

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After waiting for about 20 minutes, the siege army crawled on the ground like a giant beast finally couldn't help but his anger and began to move forward slowly.

"Three gates in the west, south, and north! Stop! Brothers at the east gate, follow my orders and fight with me!" Seeing the enemy getting closer to Yanhuang Kingdom, Zhang Mu raised his hand and shouted loudly.

‘Hula!’

Tens of millions of soldiers stationed at the East Main Gate rushed out of the broken city wall and bumped into the siege head-on.

‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’

The Lord Yanhuang also went to fight in person, and he destroyed hundreds of dragon clans with his hands.

Under Zhang Mu's control, this giant wearing the Fire Dragon King suit was rushing around the enemy group. Only a few gods could withstand his attacks. As for other dragon clans, Bemons, and even 11, 12, and 13-level troops, they could not even pass a turn in front of the Lord Yanhuang!

They were all killed instantly without any suspense! They were crushed!

If the siege army is a beast, then these Yanhuang army led by Zhang Mu are a cunning hunter who specializes in attacking the most vulnerable parts of the beast. Once they succeed, they will retreat immediately and will never fight!

Soon, the beast was covered in scars, but it was not that easy to tame it completely.

The sky was completely dark and the stars and moon were bleak.

On this dark and windy night, the soldiers of Yanhuang Kingdom are fighting the final battle with the enemy.

"North Gate! The North Gate can't be stopped! Come quickly!"

Due to the large gap between the number and quality of the troops on both sides, the defense lines of the other three gates except the East Gate began to collapse. Take the South Gate as an example. This defense line was lost six times in total. If it weren't for Jie Ba, two fourth-grade bosses of the Heavenly Fighting God rushed back to rescue in time, the South Gate would have been captured long ago.

Whether it is a defensive battle or a siege battle, the combat power that a fourth-grade boss can exert is equivalent to a thousand troops!

"Brothers, you must hold on!" Not only Zhang Mu was yelling, but all the legion commanders were yelling!

The nearly crazy attack lasted for two hours before it ended.

Seeing that the Yanhuang Kingdom's defenders could not be completely destroyed, the siege army wisely chose to retreat and reorganize the troops.

"Report the number of people in each sect." Zhang Mu broke into a cold sweat for himself. After the 50 million units of the King of Yanhuang, after these two hours of battle, there were only less than 3 million left. It is conceivable how intense the battle was.

"South Gate 130,000."

"Ximen 140,000."

"North Gate 180,000."

After a series of hard battles, nearly 4 million brothers in the Yanhuang Kingdom were killed or injured. Now, the number of people still have combat power is less than 600,000, and more than 80% of the players control several cannon fodders and constantly use magic to kill and injure the enemy.

"There are 1.5 million heroes on the other side, and their troops are almost three times that of ours. If you don't think of a solution, you're afraid..." Huang Quan's expression was solemn.

Zhang Mu glanced at the defeated team standing beside him and pondered: "If I had a good estimate, the siege army would definitely concentrate all its forces to attack a certain sect next. This should be good news for us. The national king's range of attack power is quite considerable. But the most important problem at the moment is that they must delay their attack time and let the national king recover their units well. Not to mention the recovery of 50 million units, even if 40 million units are restored, we can fight to the end and win this battle."

"The king of the country can recover 5,000 units per second! It is 300,000 units per minute! To restore 40 million units, wouldn't it take two hours?" The emperor calculated with his fingers and exclaimed.

Zhang Mu said distressedly: "This is the problem I worry about... I don't have that much time to give us. At most, in another 10 minutes, they will organize again and attack us."

"You have already planned it, right? My God of Heavenly Fighting still has two chances of resurrection. You can deal with them outside first. If you really can't stand it, you can take out your 'magic weapon'." Tang Xuan volunteered.

"Haha, let's see, this is the only way left." Zhang Mu smiled softly and nodded, "Be careful, your purpose is to attract their attention, try to delay time, don't be surrounded... The hundreds of thousands of units of the Heavenly Fighting God will not last long."

"Don't worry, I still have this common sense. Haha, even if I can't do it, aren't you still there?" Tang Xuan smiled and said, the God of Heaven's Fighting Leap and then left the Yanhuang Kingdom. He dragged the waist of the "Duke of Blood" and attacked the millions of troops.

"Ten minutes! Tang Xuan, it's only ten minutes! Leave everything next to me." Zhang Mu raised his hand and threw out the picture of the general. He knew very well that there were only four treasures that could be used to delay time. First, Tang Xuan's fourth-grade Heavenly Fighting God. Second, fourth-grade ring eight. Third, eight-armed battle general. Fourth, battle puppet picture.

Looking back at the wounded Lord Yanhuang, who was sitting cross-legged above Yanhuang Kingdom, Zhang Mu's cheeks trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!